That night I dreamed about the night sky and his eyes. I don’t think I’ve ever compared them to stars, but maybe they could be… or they could be the silver lined clouds that lingered beneath the moon.
And then McGonagall chased me and said, “I regret to tell you that you have failing marks, Miss McGain. You will have to drop my NEWT class—”
“That’s not true!” I yelled back. “That’s not true!”
Ah, anxiety dreams. Enough to make everyone cry and then break things in their bedroom.
“Yes, very typical. She’s assuming, though, since… you know…” Mark glanced at Emma with a grin and said, “We only refer to you as Em at my house.”
“Em? What’s so bad about two syllable words like Em-Ma?” she wondered before turning to her porridge.
Mark blanched and hid behind his book. “Oh, nothing. That…” he finished softly, “…my fault…”
I raised my eyebrows. Curious.
Either Mrs. Lee is called Emma, or it's the name of someone she hates . . .?
“Yes, yes, Abby! And you! You only call me by my pet name at your house, don’t you? Why is that?” Emma asked suddenly, waving to me as well.
I wondered then if anything was going to change between them in that instant.
I waved, and then I just stared at Sirius.
Gods above, his hair and eyes and face!
Calm down, calm down, calm down.
I had never stared into his eyes before. The grays swirled together and strands of starlight seemed to peek through.
Instead of Padfoot, we probably should just nickname him "Kaa". xD
I took a deep breath and glanced at all the flying books that were going from one shelf to another… and then I just decided to tell her.
“I have hated… or despised… disliked? Disliked this boy who I can contemplate as having the largest ego in the whole world! I could pop it to see if there was anything there, but… he does have something there. It’s an intelligence like no other. I wonder at times what it is that he wants to do… what it is that he’s doing it for… and what is it that really flusters me so much about him besides that.” I couldn’t keep myself fixated on Alea’s face to tell her with eye contact. My eyes wandered like my mind wandered.
It was true. There was more to him than met the eye, and I did want to know. And I was confused about that. So terribly confused.
“On the other hand… there’s this other boy… who is so handsome it almost hurts to look at him. Yes, it almost does. I just get so incredibly wobbly on the inside and on the outside, and he’s funny. Granted, he could be smarter about a couple of things… but he’s so… he’s so…” I sighed and blushed through my monologue. “He’s so unreachable, but still nice, helpful, and so normal. Sometimes I wonder why he even talks to me… and it’s just so nice to talk to him. I’ve never really talked to anyone before. Not even this much! But… Merlin, everything’s so upside down this year. I almost wonder why… why is this happening to me?”
All this to be summarized as, '"Oh." Alea blinked. "Boys."'
Author's Response: Yup. It's mostly about the boys, lol. Thanks for reviewing btw :D