Chapter 4 : From Ten to Eleven
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‘Can you pass the parchment?”
“Can you pass my quill?”
“Can you stop acting like I’m some sort of freak?”
Time was flying by, yet detention wasn’t even half over. Sirius’ little outburst had shocked them all, but James the most, who was completely surprised that his best friend hadn’t talked to him about his issues.
Sirius was just plain embarrassed about it.
“Hey, why didn’t you tell me about all this stuff with Reg? I thought we were friends!” James whispered to Sirius.
“I don’t know! I don’t even know why I told all of these fucking people” Sirius replied, hanging his head into his hands.
‘It’s not that bad, honestly!’ Carly told Sirius handing him a bottle of water.
“Will you stop doing that!” Sirius shouted.
“Doing what?” Stella asked.
“All of you, your all of a sudden tip-toeing around me like I’m some sort of freak!”
“We don’t think you’re a freak!” Stella said, her voice unintentionally patronizing.
“Just admit you do!” Sirius commanded, staring out of the window.
“Sirius, you are just a little lost! We all are, and at the moment your a little emotional, it doesn’t make you a lunatic, it just makes you human!” Lily softly spoke.
“Oh, come on Evans, no one else has a fucking mental breakdown in Detention of all places” Sirius replied maliciously.
The room was silent, everyone at a loss for what to say. Sirius paced around the room, almost waiting to do something angry. His eyes glared at everyone of his companions, the shocked look on Stella’s face, the worried one on Lily’s face, the caring look on Carly’s and the surprised and confused expression that grace James’ face. His face finally turned to stare at the rooms final occupant, who was remaining deadly quiet throughout all of the events.
Aiden’s face was staring at the floor, not daring to look up. His expression seemed almost emotionless, not concerned, not uncaring, just plain. His eyebrows were slightly furrowed as his gaze into the floor deepened.
Sirius scoffed, turning his nose up in disgust. Maybe he did admit that he liked (well if you could say that he ‘liked’ Regulus, it was more like a brotherly caring) one Slytherin, but he wasn’t even prepared to look at this guy. The guy rolled his eyes, finally removing them from the floor.
“Can I help you Black?” He asked.
“Well if you leave that will help me” Sirius spat.
“It’s detention, I can’t actually get up and walk out the door. If we could I don’t think any of us would be here” Aiden sarcastically replied.
‘Why are you here?” Stella asked, realizing that she was yet to discover this for all of her companions.
“Yeah, did you and your pure blood friends...” Sirius began.
“Will you shut up about blood type?” Aiden shouted.
“Why, it’s not like he’s wrong, your all like that in Slytherin, inbred” James joined.
“Why do you think that just because I’m in Slytherin, I hang out with pure bloods and am pure blood?” He shouted again.
“Because it’s kind of the point of that house” Sirius stated, “I mean the sorting hat must of been like ‘hey, your pure blood? Strait to Slytherin for you!”’
“Well Black why aren’t you in Slytherin?” Lily added, “And why isn’t Potter as well?”
“Because Evans we are special” Sirius told her, “We are not maniacs and we are brave and chivalrous”
“Well do you want me to prove your stupid stereotype wrong?” Aiden yelled, “Do you want me to? Because I will, you have no choice in the matter. Do you want to know why Black? Do you want to know why, I’ll tell you why because I am not a fucking pure blood! I am a half blood! So don’t act as if I am the one that acts like blood is all that matters because you seem to be giving it a lot more consideration than me!”
The room went deadly silent. Another outburst had graced the six, yet this one was more loud and angry than the previous one. Aiden’s face was still red with anger, his hands clenched into fists and his breathing was loud and quick.
“Errghhh!!” He screamed, throwing a desk across the room.
“Your gonna need to fix that” Stella muttered under her breath, though Aiden didn’t hear her. He was far more concerned with the fact that a guy like him, the calm and collected cool guy, had managed to somehow lose his cool. How could it be? A guy like him was so normal. This was fine for guys like Sirius, just not for him. It didn’t suit him. He was going crazy. He began to shake as the ramblings in his head began to slow down.
“Dude, I’m sorry...” Sirius began.
“No, you’re not!” Aiden cried. “But now do you know what I can do? Do you know what I can tell you? I can tell you honestly and personally what the sorting hat says to a person when deciding on Slytherin. I’ve already humiliated myself enough, why not tell you a little more about my life?”
The group stared on in shock.
“Well, My name is Aiden Jones and on the fifteenth of January I was born! I have two parents. I am have six siblings. My mother is a muggle born and my father is a half-blood, therefore I am a half-blood! Oh and guess what Black? My half-blood father was in Slytherin which proves your theory wrong yet again! They say Slytherin is the house of the cunning, of the ambitious. Do you know what my ambition was? To be the best. I wanted to stand out, I wanted to be the only one my parents saw. I didn’t just want to be one of the group, I wanted to be special. All my other siblings were spread between Ravenclaw and one even in Hufflepuff, but I knew what my father desired so dearly. He wanted a son in Slytherin. So as a little first year, I knew what I wanted to do. I wanted to impress him, be the first one sorted into his previous house. The one that he could boast to all his Slytherin friends about and say ‘Hey, I have a son in Slytherin’. So they called my name, and the little first year me nervously strolls up to the stool and gets their head buried by the sorting hat ready to cry on my knees to be put into the house my father so desperately desired me to be in, and the first thing that I am told? Guess what that was Black, why don’t you take a guess?”
“Ummm....Hello?” Sirius meekly offered.
“Hello? This is a piece of material you idiot not the bartender at the Leaky Cauldron! No, he says ‘Your smart, You’ll do well in Ravenclaw’. So I replied, “But I am ambitious, and my ambition is to be a member of Slytherin house’. We waited for four minuets going over this argument, until finally, that stupid bit of material gave in and put me in Slytherin, were I belonged. You think that any of them know my blood status? Only the six people here that are sitting in this room know of my blood status, and I wouldn’t want it any other way. I don’t even want you to know!”
Aiden’s face was still red and he was almost gasping for air, the shouting taking it all out of him.
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that” Sirius seriously offered.
“Great” Aiden replied, sarcasm dripping from his words.
“What did your parents say?” Carly asked.
“What do you mean?” Aiden asked her.
“I mean what did your parents say when you told them you were sorted into Slytherin? Was your dad proud?”
“How the hell am I suppose to know? I got a note from him saying ‘well done’, then never heard from him again. When I went home at Christmas, he’d left my mum and siblings and run off with some american woman. Not seen him since” He announced.
“Ouch” Lily said sympathetically.
“I don’t need your sympathy” Aiden spat.
“She was only trying to help” James stood up for her.
Aiden slowly turned, his face now coming strait into those of Sirius and James.
“Tell me something, Potter, Black, If I wasn’t in Slytherin, how would you feel about me?”
“But you are in Slytherin”
“But hypothetically, If I was in any other house, would you act this coldly towards me?”
The two boys looked at each other, almost confused. They knew that what Aiden was implying was true, but couldn’t bring themselves to admit it. A shy nod gave way from Sirius’ head.
“You’re right” He gave in, “If you were in any house but the house of the snake, I probably wouldn’t be such a prick to you”
“What about you Potter? Your friend admitted it, can you?”
“Yeah” James said, “But you judge me for being a Gryffindor all the same”
“Do you think I’m happy about that? Because I admit, I prejudge you as a arrogant idiot because of your house” Aiden revealed.
“When did this all start? The rival between your two houses?” Carly queried.
Another silenced graced the group, who were struggling to think of an answer to the question.
“It’s always been there I guess” James announced.
“Why?” Carly asked again.
“I don’t know, I guess it’s because we were always so different” Lily added.
“Some say that its because Slytherin and Gryffindor both desired the same people for their houses.” Stella informed them.
“Whats that suppose to mean?” Lily asked.
“I mean that you don’t hate each other because you’re so different, you hate each other because you’re really so similar. There’s a thin line between bravery and ambition” Stella explained.
“Well why do Ravenclaw’s and Hufflepuff’s hate each other then? The line must be a lot thicker between being smart and being loyal.” Sirius questioned.
“Ravenclaw has a rivalry with Hufflepuff, but its not nearly as strong as yours. I don’t feel any hatred towards Carly. I haven’t judged her because of her house and I hope she hasn’t done the same thing to me.” said Stella, “You know...I mean,do you think that if you didn’t have everything prejudicing you against each other, the three of you might actually be friends?”
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