a/n: ok, i've been getting some messages saying this story doesn't flow, or it's choppy, or whatever. i don;t know if you all knew this, but i have NO IDEA what's going to happen in this story. like i said before, i'm just writing this one to write. k? good.
Two weeks had passed since my lovely fainting performance at the Three Broomsticks. Madame Jenkins had made me stay in the Hospital Wing for the rest of the weekend, and on Sunday morning she gave me my medications. Sirius and my dad stayed with me.
It wasn't until Monday that I remembered what I'd said about breaking up with Carter. He was sitting in the common room when I forced my weary body down the stairs.
"Morning," he greeted cheerily. I inclined my head to show I'd heard. How could he act so normal after not visiting me when I was sick? "Are you feeling better?" I nodded. "Ready for breakfast, then?" Another nod. He moved toward the portrait hole. "Aren't you coming?"
"I have to wait for Lily and Jake. I'll see you there."
"Okay." He left me standing there. Lily came down a minute later, as did Jake, and we slowly made our way towards the Great Hall.
I still didn't feel like eating; I was too weak. Normally I'd rest the day after my potions, but not this time. I had class. Sirius slid in next to me halfway through breakfast and began to place food on my empty plate. I tried to protest but he cut me off.
"Shut up. You're eating. We do not need a repeat of Saturday."
"I guess you're right."
"Yes, I am. No one calls m a four hump Wump. I can hump more than four times." I laughed and shoved him playfully.
"Funny. I can't eat all of this."
"You can and you will." I sighed and took the fork he handed me. I ate and he watched, as though I was going to slip my breakfast into my bra if he turned away for a second.
"What's with the staring? You're creeping me out."
"I'm helping you."
"Whatever you were doing, can you move so I can sit next to my girlfriend?" You looked up to see Carter behind you, glaring at Sirius.
"Your girlfriend," Sirius repeated slowly. "Yes, I can move. You might want to work on your manners, though." Without a glance at you he rose and exited the Hall.
"What was that for?" I asked my satisfied boyfriend.
"I don't want you talking to him."
"I will talk to whoever I want."
"No. Not if I don't want you talking to them. Black's bad news, Anna."
"Don't patronize me, Carter. I'm not in the mood." He shrugged.
"I'll see you later. I've got to get to class." I growled, frustrated, as he too left, and stabbed a piece of pancake.
"There's no need to stab it; it's not alive." I glared at Lily.
"I know that."
"Are you finished eating?" I looked down at my half-eaten breakfast and nodded. "Then let's go."
Classes were hard. Harder than hard. Harder than harder than hard. There were a thousand hammers building a house inside of my head; the pounding was so loud I couldn't even hear my teachers, much less do a spell. By dinner time I was utterly exhausted and so not eating. So I trudged up to the common room instead. Do you know how many stairs you have to climb to get to Gryffindor Tower? A lot, that's how many. I was panting so hard I had to repeat the password three times before the Fat Lady would let me in, and when she did I collapsed on the nearest piece of furniture.
It just so happened that someone was already sitting in it.
"Why, Anna, I didn't know you felt that way about me!"
"Shut up, Sirius."
"Can you get off?" I shook my head. "I'll help you." He lifted me off of him and onto the armchair next to his. "Should I be insulted that you didnít notice me?"
"I wouldn't have noticed it Hagrid was sitting there. I'm too tired."
"Go to bed."
"I have homework."
"Start it now and get to sleep early."
"I can't. I don't understand the assignments because I was too tired to listen."
"I'll help you,' he offered.
"Thanks. Why aren't you at dinner?" He shrugged.
"Not really hungry. Why haven't you broken up with Carter?"
"Haven't gotten a chance."
"Excuse me?" I looked up from my Transfiguration book.
"You heard me. It's a bad excuse. I've used it before. So has everyone else. If you're going to do it, just do it." I nodded.
"I guess you're right. But really, we were starting to talk this morning but he got up and left suddenly. I'll do it soon." He nodded and explained the essay and spell to me.
Another week passed. I still hadnít broken up with him. Sirius was mad at me. He didn't say it, but I could tell. He was distant. I guess I'd be mad too. I had told him I'd get it over with. Anyway, it was the first week of November. And I was still dating and avoiding Carter.
It was November 15th when I saw it. I rounded a corner and there it was, right in fron of me.
Sirius was kissing another girl. From what I could tell, it was Katelyn Pentrock, a Ravenclaw in our year. She was gorgeous, with curly black hair and dark eyes. But I wasn't paying attention to how much prettier than me she was; I was too busy dreading the fact that my heart dropped when I came across them. Almost as though I wished it was me he had pushed up against the wall. I stood there for a full minute, watching in confusion, until I realized what I was doing and tried to move.
Of course, in the process, I dropped my books. The two lovebirds jumped apart and looked over at me.
"Sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt. I was just walking, and then I dropped my books." Sirius walked over and helped me gather my scattered papers. "Thanks. I'll be going now. Continue." I raced away, trying to push fantasies of Sirius' lips on mine out of my head.