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Chapter 32 : Chapter Thirty-Two: Best Remember That
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No one talked to her as she changed quickly and exited the locker room. She rounded the corner and heard someone fall into step with her on the way up to the castle. He waited until they were near the huge tree by the lake before he grabbed her wrist, spun her around and pinned her against it, “I swear to Merlin, Adara, if you were kidding about that underwear thing…” Sirius whispered.
She looked at his chest, trying to hide her face from him because she knew as soon as he saw that she had been crying he would – “What’s wrong?” he asked, putting a finger under her chin and pulling her face up to his. “Are you mad that you lost?” he looked at her, exasperated and surprised.
Adara scowled at him, “No! I’m not that petty or low; why does everyone think that I’m–”
“Everyone?” Sirius interrupted. He studied her, “I think it’s time that you tell me why you hit Boot this morning at breakfast.”
“I don’t want to talk about it,” she said softly, her anger fading as she looked at her boyfriend’s face.
“Adara,” Sirius started. “Speaking of which, I figured that he was storming away from the pitch because he was mad, but you looked a bit worked up, too,” he mused as Adara squirmed. She weighed her want for Jayden to feel physical pain against the want for her boyfriend to stay out of trouble. “What did he say to you, ‘Dara,” he asked, his eyes having darkened as he thought.
“I don’t want you to get detentions for the rest of the year,” she told him. “And I don’t want to ruin this day for you. You just beat us! You should be partying! Come on, let’s go raid the kitchens for the party I’m sure James is starting.” Adara ducked from under Sirius’ arms.
“I’ll just ask him, then,” Sirius said pleasantly. Adara turned to face him slowly, knowing one, that he was not bluffing and two, that having Jayden and Sirius discuss this would be a lot worse.
Sometimes having a sodding brave Gryffindor Marauder love you is annoying, Adara smiled as she thought that. He loved her.
Sirius saw her smile and walked over, “What? I’ll do it, I swear.”
“I know,” Adara said. “But you love me.”
Sirius looked at her like she was crazy, “Yes, I do. I told you that a while ago, did I not?”
“Yes,” she admitted, still smiling. “But I still like the sound of it.”
Sirius chuckled and wrapped her in a hug, “I love you, Adara,” he whispered in her ear. “Now will you please tell me why you smacked your ex-boyfriend about the head before I go completely bonkers?”
Adara sighed, “He just insinuated that I may have been passing you and James Ravenclaw Quidditch secrets for a good snog.” His jaw tightened, “But I took care of it; I’m fine. I can take care of myself and I would really appreciate it if you didn’t land yourself in detention for the rest of the year.”
She thought she heard Sirius mutter something about not getting caught, and lightly smacked him on the arm. “Maybe you are just violent by nature, Miss Moore,” Sirius grinned as he released her and slung and around over her shoulder. Adara was shocked and slightly puzzled that Sirius had taken that so well, but she recovered quickly.
“Maybe I’m dating someone who needs to be smacked into place every now and then,” Adara smiled as she wrapped an arm around his waist and they headed towards the castle again.
“That or you’re just a sore loser,” Sirius teased.
“Oh, okay,” Adara said slyly, “and for that comment, I’m not going to tell you whether or not I was kidding about the knickers thing.”
“You are so mean to me,” Sirius whined.
“Mean and violent by nature – sounds like me.”
Sirius let out a loud, dramatic sigh as they entered the castle and Adara laughed and hugged him closer to her, the incident with Boot all but absent from her mind.
“I have… never been... drunk before!” Adara said loudly as she collapsed onto the red couch beside her boyfriend and broke out in giggles.
In all honesty, it wasn’t her fault. As soon as she and Sirius had arrived in the Gryffindor common room, the party truly began. James walked over and congratulated Adara on her catch and halfheartedly said he was sorry for their loss (to which Adara had told him to stop lying). Then he has pushed a butterbeer in each of their hands and hobbled off to harass someone else.
However, he was back when Adara finished her drink and offered her a glass of punch. Adara had asked suspiciously if it was truly just punch. James had assured her that it was so she took it. Somehow, her glass never fully emptied and before she knew it Sirius, who never left her side, not only looked amused, but also like he had an identical twin.
“Really?” Sirius laughed as he put an arm around her shoulders.
Adara shook her head wildly, “I…” she paused, losing her train of thought as James pulled a blonde onto a table and began dancing.
“Yes?” Sirius asked.
“What?” Adara looked up into Sirius’ grey eyes. She thought they were very beautiful. She was very glad that this man was her boyfriend. She liked him. No. She loved him.
“You were saying something,” Sirius looked highly amused. Both of him.
“You’re pretty,” was all she could manage to say as she brushed hair from his eyes.
“As are you,” Sirius smiled sending Adara into a fit of giggles.
"Wait!” she exclaimed, pointing at her boyfriend and causing a few people to turn and stare. “Why aren’t you drunk? Like me. I think I’m drunk. It’s all his fault!” she pointed at James, who was still on the table dancing wildly. Presently he was mimicking spanking the blonde girl. Adara laughed. He really was a silly boy. Too bad Lily didn’t like him, really. They were meant to be together. Like her and Sirius. Yes.
“Well, I decided that since you seemed to be enjoying James’ special punch, I might as well stay sober enough to make sure you don’t do anything too stupid.”
Adara remembered the indignity of her drunkenness and her boyfriend’s sober…ness, “That’s… not fair! I should be as drunk as you! Wait…” she paused. “No. I meant… oh never mind me.” She gave up and turned to stare into the fire. She began to bob her head, but stopped quickly as that made her dizzy. She turned back to Sirius, “What time is it right now?”
“As opposed to an hour ago?” Sirius laughed.
“What?” she asked, and decided she was tired so she rested her head on his chest and thought that his heart sounded good.
“Nevermind,” he chuckled and checked his watch. “It’s nearly ten.”
“In the dark?” Adara asked sitting up.
“Er – it’s dark, yes…”
“Nine?” Sirius repeated, confused.
“Yes!” Adara said, taking Sirius by the shoulders and shaking him so that he would understand the urgency of what she was trying to say.
He didn’t. “I’m sorry, but I don’t understand.”
“I have to get back! I’m a pre… a prefect! Yes.” She nodded and stood up. However, the quick movement made her very dizzy and she lost her balance and ended up in Sirius’ lap. She started laughing hysterically, “I fell.”
“I noticed that,” Sirius laughed. “Where were you trying to go? Your common room?”
“Yes!” Adara pointed at Sirius’ chest, happy that he had finally cottoned on. “That. I need to go right there.”
“Er – okay. Let me go and get the map so we don’t get caught,” Sirius suggested. “I’ll be right back, you stay here.”
“Okay.” Adara nodded and folded her hands into her lap.
“Erm, you’re going to have to get off of me first so I can stand up.”
“Oh.” Adara slid off Sirius’ lap and onto the couch. Sirius stood up, instructed her to stay put, and disappeared up the stairs.
“Adara!” James sat down beside her. “How are you doing?”
“I’m drunk,” Adara scowled at him.
“You’re fault. You gave me spiked punch, you prick.”
“You needed to have some fun,” James shrugged.
“I am seeing double, it’s a blast.” Apparently anger made her more coherent than worry.
“Just wait until tomorrow,” James grinned. “Hey, I want you to meet someone,” he stood up and pulled her away from her spot. Something in the back of her mind told her this was not good, but she forgot so she went with him.
“This is Mary, she is Lily’s kind of friend. I danced with her because Lily wouldn’t dance with me,” James explained as he introduced her to the blonde he had previously been spanking.
“Hi. I’m… I’m Adara… something. James gave me too much punch,” Adara introduced herself. Poorly.
“Oh, that’s okay. He does that to everyone. I think I’m a tad tipsy, too, if you know what I mean,” the blonde smiled and said loudly. Adara realized she had a headache and she figured this Mary girl was probably a much better drunk than she was.
“Wonderful! You two will be best friends!” James exclaimed.
“Actually,” Mary said, changing tones and looking only at James. “I’d love to stay, but I think I left something in your dorm.”
“That wasn’t smart,” Adara remarked.
Mary ignored her. “Would you like to help me look for it?” she asked James.
Adara noticed that James looked a tad flustered and then saw Mary wink at him. “Oh!” she exclaimed. She smacked James on the arm and leaned in to whisper in his ear, “She wants to shag you!” she said loudly into his ear.
“Adara!” Sirius appeared at her side. “What are you doing over here?”
“James brought me over here to meet Mary but she just wants to sh–”
“Ooookay, time to get you back to your dorm, eh?”
“Oh yeah!” Adara remembered that she had to get back.
“See you later, mate,” Sirius clapped James on the shoulder. “Sorry ‘bout that.”
James nodded. Sirius nodded to Mary then wrapped an arm tightly around Adara’s waist and led her out the portrait hole.
“I hope that they have safe sex,” Adara told Sirius. “I mean it would be dumb not to have that kind of sex, right?”
“Right you are, love,” Sirius told her then checked a piece of parchment in his other hand. “Oh for the love of magic,” he swore and shoved the map into his robes and drew his wand. “I know you’re there, Boot.” He said in a tired voice as he let go of Adara and spun around so that he was standing in front of her back.
She turned around, curious. “What’s wrong? What’s Jayden doing here?”
“I was just about that ask him that myself,” Sirius said patiently. Adara staggered to the side trying to get a good view of what looked like a dark corridor.
“You seriously will do anything for a good shag, won’t you Black?” Jayden emerged from the shadows, his wand drawn.
“You better get to what you mean quickly because I can’t really stay and chat,” Sirius answered, his tone getting darker.
“Hey! What’s going on? Why aren’t you in your dorm? It’s past curfew!” Adara exclaimed. She was totally confused. What was Jayden doing in front of the Gryffindor common room? Then she remembered that she was mad at Jayden. She scowled and hoped Sirius cursed him. Looking at her boyfriend, Adara vaguely realized that Sirius didn’t want to fight Jayden with her there; he was worried.
“She’s pissed isn’t she? That’s the only way you could get her to fuck you, isn’t it? I heard her going on about sex just now so don’t try to deny it.” Jayden asked, now standing only three feet from the couple.
Sirius took a step at the same time he waved his wand and suddenly Jayden was pinned against the wall. Adara and the Fat Lady screamed at the same time at the noise. “Sirius!” she gasped, coming somewhat out of her drunken stupor at the prospect of danger. “Stop! Don’t hurt him!”
“I would never!” she heard Sirius growl at Jayden, holding his wand at his throat. “Only you, a vulgar, jealous, pathetic excuse for a wizard would dare say such a thing.”
“Sirius,” Adara walked up and laid a hand on the flexed muscles of his upper arm. They relaxed a little. “He’s not worth it, please.”
“Curse me,” Jayden whispered. “I dare you.”
“Sirius,” Adara begged, fear edging into her mind and her stomach rolling.
Sirius took a step back and began to lower his wand. Adara dropped her hand and clutched her stomach, suddenly not feeling so well, probably because she was worried. But at least Sirius was taking her to her dorm now…
“I knew it. Why’d that hat ever put you in Gryffindor… coward.”
It took only those words and as soon as Jayden spoke them Sirius was right back where he had been before, wand poking the skin on the Ravenclaw’s neck. “Just because I won’t give in and do what I want so much to do and curse you into a thousand. little. pieces. and therefore hurt the person I love does not make me a coward. She is mine now and nothing you do, say, or even think in that tiny brain of yours is going to change that,” Sirius hissed. “you’d best remember that.”
Adara opened her eyes as the loud sound of her four poster’s hangings were drawn open, “Good morning, Adara,” Christine said. Very loudly. As the bright, bright sun assaulted her eyeballs.
“Argh,” Adara moaned rolling over. “Piss off.” Her head hurt, her stomach rolled, and she wanted nothing more than to go back to sleep.
“It’s nearly twelve,” Christine told her, sitting on the edge of her bed and shaking her awake. “Get up!”
The shaking not only irritated Adara’s head, but it also… “Oh Merlin,” she whimpered as she sprinted to the bathroom. As she retched out everything that was left in her stomach, she tried to remember how she’d gotten like this. After the contents of her stomach were zooming off down the loo she stood up and washed out her mouth and washed her face.
She remembered going into the Gryffindor common room… she remembered talking to James… the punch… Shit, she thought. She was hung-over; she was going to murder James… and Sirius for allowing his best mate to get her pissed. She moaned into the sink as Christine banged on the door. The sound seemed to vibrate into every pore of her body, “Are you okay?” her friend asked.
Adara made sure she wasn’t going to puke again before opening the door, “I’m fine.”
“You don’t look fine,” Christine studied her. “You sure came in late – around eleven, I think.” She narrowed her eyes. “Were you with the Gryffindors?”
Adara nodded and pushed past her and walked into her dorm. She sniffed her shirt and realized that it smelt like sick. She tried to remember if she’d been sick last night; she remembered leaving the party…
“Oh my God,” Christine interrupted. “Are you hung-over?” the strawberry-blonde sat down on the bed next to Adara. Adara was grateful that they were alone; she didn’t think she would be able to stand any more noise.
“No,” she tried to say. Christine had never seen her hung-over before, surely she could pull this off…
“Oh, really?” Christine practically yelled into her ear.
“Good fucking God, Christine!” Adara hissed as her head pounded at the loud noise. So much for that plan. “Fine, yes, I’m hung-over, but it’s bloody James’ fault. Now can you just shut up for a bit so I can remember what happened last night?”
Christine looked quite pleased with herself as she sat next to Adara quietly. Adara put her hands in her head and thought back. The party, James’ dancing, Mary… she blushed as she remembered her loud sexual remarks… she remembered leaving with Sirius and then… Jayden.
She moaned loudly, causing Christine to look at her again, “What?” she asked.
“Nothing,” Adara whispered.
She heard Christine gasp, “Merlin’s beard, did you…”
Adara looked up, confused, “What?”
“No, I really don’t. Hangover, remember? Please don’t make me think anymore than I have to, my head is bloody killing me.”
Christine just narrowed her eyes, took out her wand and pointed it at Adara muttering a fast and unintelligible spell. Nothing happened, which seemed to please her, “Oh, don’t worry, you’re good.”
Adara stared at her, “Can you please just tell me what the fuck is going on?”
“You’re still a virgin,” Christine told her, putting away her wand.
“Er – I know that,” Adara said slowly.
“Oh, do you remember everything from last night, then?” Christine looked amazed.
“I think so…” she thought about it and remembered pieces of Sirius and Jayden’s conversation in dream-like quality, but not the whole thing; however, she did know that it wasn’t pleasant. But, strangely, after Sirius tucked her under his arm and towed her away, everything was gone. “Most of it, anyway.” She muttered darkly.
“Oh, well then you’re a better drunk than me,” she admitted, proudly slapping her on the back. Adara winced and Christine laughed.
“When have you ever been pissed?” Adara asked darkly as she closed her eyes and tried not to puke again.
“Oh… er…” Christine muttered and stood up, walking away.
“Christine,” Adara said slowly choosing not to stand up and risk nausea and dizziness.
“Before Christmas break, before Cole, around Thanksgiving maybe, we, er –”
“David and I.”
Adara’s eyes went wide, “You and David?”
“Yeah,” Christine avoided her eyes. “It was when you were all sulking. And we, well, apparently we only snogged, but I can’t remember most of it.”
David. And Christine. Together. What in the hell. Adara lay back down, I think I’m dreaming. Everything about the last hours of her life seemed to be from someone else’s life. Adara didn’t get drunk at parties and Christine didn’t snog David.
“Anyway, come on, let’s get you to lunch, food will make you feel better,” Christine said, still a startling shade of maroon.
Adara’s stomach turned over, “I don’t think so,” she said.
“Trust me,” Christine said, walking over and pulling Adara off the bed. She wrinkled her nose, “Maybe you should shower first, you smell like sick.”
“Lovely,” Adara groaned and grabbed her towel.
“Hi, love,” Sirius sat down at the Ravenclaw table once she and Christine arrived. “How are you this morning?”
“Fucking hung-over,” Adara told him angrily. “Thanks so much for stopping me, by the way.”
Contrary to submitting to her anger, Sirius laughed, “Oh, come on. You were funny.”
“In that case…” Adara muttered, picking at her potatoes.
“Don’t be angry, ‘Dara,” Sirius whispered, resting a hand on her thigh under the table. Adara felt her heart skip a beat. “There is really no use trying to stop James, you know that. It’s him you should swear revenge on.”
Adara looked up at him, still glaring, “Fine; I’ll kill him.”
Sirius smiled at her and began running his hand up and down her leg, “That’s a bit harsh, don’t you think?”
Adara took a bite of potatoes to distract herself from Sirius’ annoying and persuasive tactics, “Maybe a bit,” she admitted. “But I am still mad – I have the worst headache in the history of the world.”
“We can fix that as soon as you’re done eating,” Sirius told her happily and kissed her temple.
“I’ll knick you some of James’ hangover potion; it’s the least I can do for not saving you from the evil punch.”
“Too right you are,” Adara said, cheering up monumentally at the thought of not having to deal with this headache all day. “Let’s go.” She pushed her plate away.
“Not so fast, Miss Moore,” Sirius pulled it back. “You have to eat first or the potion won’t work.”
Adara glared at him, “I just puked up the contents of my stomach not two hours ago.”
“Exactly so now there is nothing in there,” he pushed the plate at her. “Eat.” He smiled and let his hands wander up a bit farther than before. Her breath hitched. “Fine,” she consented. “But you have to entertain me while I eat.”
“Oh?” Sirius asked, letting his hand go higher and higher.
“No, I mean explain something to me,” Adara all but moaned. Christine shot her a curious look, but Adara shook her head and her friend went back to listening to Cole.
“What would you like me to explain?” Sirius grinned, knowing full well that he was making her crazy.
“I would like you to fill me in on what happened after we left the common room last night. It’s a bit hazy.”
Sirius’ hand stopped for such a short time that Adara was wondering if she imagined it, “Well, we walked out and ran into Boot. He and I had a small talk and then I took you back to your common room. Oh, and you threw up quite a few times – I didn’t know your tiny body could hold that much, love,” Sirius laughed.
Adara flushed at the thought of her puking all over Sirius; that had to be very romantic. She decided that she was never drinking ever again. Ever. But there were more important matters, “A small talk?”
“Would you like to elaborate on that?”
“Okay,” Adara said, taking a bit of potatoes. “Then I’ll tell you want I remember and you can fill in the blanks.”
Sirius sighed and moved his hand from her leg, “Must we discuss this?” he asked wearily.
“I don’t get why you are acting so weird about it,” Adara told him. “I’m not mad at you or anything.”
“I just don’t like talking about him, okay?”
“Here, let’s go, my head is killing me,” Adara said and stood up, not wanting to eat or discuss this in the Great Hall.
“Fine,” Sirius stood up and walked with her into the Entrance Hall.
“Why does he bother you so much?” Adara asked softly.
Sirius sighed, “Why does it bother you that he bothers me?” he countered.
Adara stopped and gave him a look that made him sigh and wrap his arms around her, “Fine, he bothers me because he was your first choice for so long what says you won’t decide he is again? Especially if he’s talking bad about me all the time he’s with you.”
“That’s ridiculous, I don’t like him anymore, Sirius. I love you.” Adara’s head was aching but she still had the patience to tell him this again. Though she didn’t understand why he needed to hear it. “You should know that by now.”
“Then your little excuse doesn’t make sense!”
“Does it have to?”
Adara stared at him, realizing that he was completely serious. She would have to settle this two different ways. She sighed, “No, I guess it doesn’t. But you have to believe me when I say that I don’t want him, I want you.”
“I still don’t like him.”
Adara laughed, “I guess I can live with that. Just try not to curse him and end up in detention?”
Adara held out her pinky and Sirius grinned and shook it with his. “I would kiss you right now, but my breath is still nasty even though I’ve brushed my teeth six times,” Adara told him.
“Make me do all the work,” Sirius mock-sighed and pressed his mouth to hers.
That night, feeling much better after both the potion and spending the day sober and with Sirius, Adara was sitting in the Ravenclaw common room finishing an essay for the next day’s potions.
She was also waiting. She knew she had to talk to him, though she would really rather ignore him altogether. She finished her essay and rolled it up to keep it from harm. She was debating just going to bed and saving the whole discussion for another night, but she couldn’t bring herself to do it. Those damn Gryffindors must be rubbing off on her.
Finally, after another ten minutes or so, Jayden stormed through the door. Adara jumped up before she lost her nerve and walked over to him, “Can I talk to you?” she asked. “In private.”
Jayden looked completely shocked that Adara had addressed him, but he looked around the common room, noticed that everyone was staring at them, and nodded. Adara turned and led him back out of the common room, down the stairs, and to the little hallway Sirius had showed her.
“What do you want?” he asked when she turned to face him.
“I need to talk to you.”
“I figured that much out on my own, thanks,” he snapped.
“Okay, look,” Adara started, determined now that he was being an arse. “This is ridiculous. I hate being an arse to you, we have to get along – at least for the sake of Quidditch – or we’ll never win another game. This isn’t the last year you are going to have to deal with me, so you might as well get off your high hippogriff –”
“Me?” Jayden laughed. “You want me to get off my high hippogriff? Wow; the muggle laughs at the squib.”
“What are you on about? All I’ve ever tried to do was be nice to you –”
“You made a fool of me, Adara! Everyone knows it, too. You made a fool of me for none other than the school’s biggest player! And you expect me to just be perfectly okay with that? You must be going off your rocker, woman!”
“Sorry to break this to you, Jay, and please correct me if I’m wrong, but as I recall, you were the one that dumped me in front of the whole school one night at dinner,” Adara folded her arms.
“You had left me a long time before that,” Jayden told her coldly.
Adara shook her head; she had no clue what he was on about. “You don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Don’t I?” Jayden challenged. “Took you all of what, two hours to get over me before you were off snogging him?”
Adara froze. He couldn’t know about that, she hadn’t told anyone but maybe Lily. She didn’t really remember.
“That’s right, I saw you. Abandon classroom, classy. What were you two laughing at me for believing you when I saw you coming out of that broom closet? I’m not as daft as you apparently think me to be.”
Adara opened her mouth and closed it a few times before finding her voice, “That wasn’t what it looked like, Jay.” She said softly.
“You’re seriously going with that again?” he asked in a low, disbelieving voice.
“Honestly!” Adara told him. “Look,” she looked down at her feet. “I know I was a bitch to you towards the end, okay? I shouldn’t have dragged you along when I fancied Sirius, but I was upset when you dumped me. I really did love you,” she admitted then looked up. “I still love you, alright? Just not how I used to. I just hope you can forgive me one day, and for now maybe we can get along well enough not to cut each other’s head’s off whenever we see each other?”
“I hope so too,” Jayden said. Adara hated to see the hurt that was evidently etched onto his face. “But I guess I can be nice. I –” he paused. “I still love you, too.”
Adara tried not to let herself cry, but she couldn’t help but step forward and wrap her arms around Jayden’s waist, “I’m sorry,” she whispered before she pulled away. As much as the Gryffindors had been rubbing off on her, she couldn’t look at him after that, so with her head down she rounded the corner out of their little hallway… and ran straight into a very shocked and angry looking James.
A/N: Dun dun dunnnn... it's been a while since I've done that to you, so I couldn't resist. And it's a 5000 word chapter. So... haha. Anyway, I've been thinking about how many chapters this story is going to be and I have come to the conclusion that I do not know. I'm kind of trying to sort of wrap it up... haha. I dont want to drag this on and on becuase then it gets boring and people are like OH MY GOD JUST END IT! and I dont want that to happen to this story. So I want to say forty chapters? But I dont really know how I'll get everything I want to into only eight more chapters, so I'll say between forty and forty-five. If you guys think that you will want to read about Adara and her problems for that much longer.
As for the sequel, the tentative title is "Tempting Fate" and as I've said it will be told from Lily's POV. It will start in the summer before the groups 7th year. Adara and Sirius will both be in it, never fear. Haha. That's about all I know about that now - I'm trying to focus on finishing this before I really start that, but little ideas just keep attacking me... haha.
Um. So school starts on August 17th, but that is also the day my boyfriend leaves for college - so one takes up time and one frees up time. And i get my laptop back. So all-in-all maybe I'll be able to update quicker. Sorry that I updated this before My Sister's Fiance, though I think most of you guys are okay with that... Haha. I'm having a bit of writers block on that one. Don't worry, I'll work on it.
Anyway, if you've lasted this long in this INSANELY long authors note, I commend you and offer you my seal of awesomeness. I also need to dedicate this to my bffffffffff, because it's her 18th birthday tomorrow (8/13). So yay!
PLEASE REVIEW! I'LL LOVE YOU FOREVER!
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