╰┈─➤ ❝ chapter thirteen ❞

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⌗14 . chapter thirteen

LMAO ITS NOT YET THE END AMIGOS

IT IS THE END OF THE PLAY and some students have left already with their parents, saying their goodbyes to them, some are already going to their common room and head to sleep, they really need it from watching a one hour play that the theatre trou...

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IT IS THE END OF THE PLAY and some students have left already with their parents, saying their goodbyes to them, some are already going to their common room and head to sleep, they really need it from watching a one hour play that the theatre troupe has worked hard for. some people that were still there has risen from their seats, chatting about how splendid was the show they have given to them. the play has officially ended. sirius was holding his bag, his cheeks reddening from what happened, thoughts all about her, not noticing orion walking up to him with a small smile he has kept during the beginning.

"sirius, i couldn't believe it. what a transformation." he flinched, turning to his father who was far different, showing his caring side to his son now. they had a better relationship, yeah, they did. but this was not what he has expected. sirius gave him a hurried smile, as his father placed a hand on his upper arm shaking it proudly. this pretty much looked surprising to some students, knowing what happened to the black family, specifically sirius himself. "oh."

he was about to give a side hug, to probably make walburga more annoyed, but the maurader stopped him, completely embarrassed by this. "thank you, but please stop." he played with the formalities, showing a bit politeness to his own father.

orion had taken off the smile with a serious gaze. "don't be at your dorm too late."

sirius clenched his jaw, nodding as his reply. "okay.." he turns around after that father and son small talk and manages to find the hufflepuff and her father making their way out of the great hall. (𝒚/𝒏) is currently having a conversation with madam pince. her hair wavy hair is pulled back in a sloppy ponytail [ if you have short hair, please ignore it ] and she's now in her signature overalls, no longer with make-up, to showcase her natural beauty.

her father caught him staring somehow and gives sirius a warning look as he follows her protectively. this doesn't even threaten nor phase him at all, but before he can make his move towards the girl to talk to her, most probably apologize about his behaviour, and for stealing her first kiss, eddie zimmerhoff just had to get in his way. "interesting rewrite you did out there tonight, black."

'oh bollocks. he just had to come and block my own path for some fan behaviour.' sirius groaned internally, staring at how the conductor and the daughter began dismissing the conversation and leaving.

"look, i do my best." he sharply defended, darting his eyes towards the two. sirius felt thankful for the girl because of it, that's for sure.

eddie stifled a chortle at the black's ego and nodded instead, "and uh, your acting didn't suck too bad, either." the raven haired gryffindor nods, wanting to end this unintentional commentary flirting he's doing to him. "gotta go. take it easy, mate." he added, finally ending the awkward chat. 

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