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( December 1978 )
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OLYMPIA STARED AT THE LETTER SHE HAD WRITTEN TO HERSELF GOING OVER THE BITS ABOUT SIRIUS AND PETER. They were insignificant to her so why was she thinking about them so much?
"Well, hello, lovely." Sirius slid into his seat beside the object of his bet. Olympia rolled her eyes feeling an itch in her fingers that urged her to bash his head in with her copy of The Shining. "And before you hit me upside the head..." He snatched away her book to prevent a murder in Hogwarts by the hand of and Ayer heir.
She heavily glared her daggers of eyes through his hoping it would puncture through his cranium but nothing happened.
As he bat his opaque eyes at her with his eyes glimmering beneath the poorly lit room during her glaring, she had seen him in a new light after her words rang through her head.
...To feel your quickened heartbeat while your breath picked up as he exposed you to his wolfed eyes to devour you whole. Perhaps you dodged a bullet with that one. So then why do you think about him at night? It doesn't matter. But he would fill the void of that physical attention you craved like a pathetic child.
Had she truly dodged any bullets if he was still trying with her? And it was true. He would fill so many voids if she would've just let him have her. Her mother would be pleased if she found out she was doing anything with a pureblood like Sirius. Pristine, beautiful, Sirius.
Peter was out of the question for the department of her attention. She barely even wanted to be aquatinted with the boy.
So perhaps she could spare a bit of her attention for Sirius.
"Hello, Sirius." She faced forward but still sensed his eyes on her.
A smile pearled on from beneath his lips as she was making his bet easier for him while her words strung him along like a puppet.
"I'll have you know that none of my bones are broken." He popped his knuckles while speaking.
Her deadly eyes turned to see his boney and veined hands that had been rested on the table in front of them. She then wondered if they would be cold or warm to the touch.
"I know," she stated, posture perfect.
He furrowed his brows, "you know?"
"Of course, I've hit many boys on the hands with my textbooks after telling them I don't want to talk to them." Her eyes softened ever so slightly with her posture that also came down slightly. Sirius looked at her quizzically listening to her words. Olympia rolled her eyes. "A joke. That was a joke, Sirius."
An enchanting smile fell on him while he shook his head, "I didn't know you could joke." He took a chance with his words hoping she wouldn't substitute the book for the back of her hand as his mother did. But she bit the insides of her cheeks making them hollow before a smile had crept onto her regal features. He was appalled that he had done that to her. Appalled that she was capable of doing that, let alone because of him.
"Hilarious," she sarcastically said continuing to hollow out her cheeks.
"Oh, don't do that." He took a bigger chance of running the curled part of his index finger over her hollowed cheeks. She blinked, or flinched, at the sudden contact now turning her head at the boy.
Sirius swore he was about to meet his ancestors under her gaze but found himself lucky.
"Do what?" she genuinely questioned.
His charismatic smile came to play with a tilt of his head. "Hide your smile," he answered. "This is the first time I've ever seen it and I'd like to cherish it before you send me to the hospital wing again." Her next action caught him by surprise. A giggle left past her pink lips. A giggle. Sirius Black had made Olympia Ayer giggle. For a moment he dropped the act of trying to win her heart and found himself wanting to listen to the sound on the repeat of a broken record.
"Now that's something I didn't know you were capable of," he scoffed still surprised.
She adjusted herself in her seat with her skirt slightly raising in the process, and like the teenage boy he was, Sirius noticed. "Don't get used to it." Her smile fell just as quickly as it appeared when their professor began to speak. All boys are trouble. Her mothers words came to visit in her mind just as they had when she met Peter.
Olympia's posture returned to its pin-straight appearance it was once in as her attention on Sirius faltered. He frowned at all of this. He thought he was actually getting somewhere with her. But he supposed this would make the game all the more fun.
Uninterested girls was never a problem for Sirius. He always managed to get them wrapped around his finger no matter what. But they were no Olympia. She was a different kind of uninterested. The kind that makes you want to rip out your heart from its protective cage and give it to whoever didn't want it. But then that would only lead to your heart never finding its way back to its original home and ending up getting stepped on and kicked and run through the mud. Yet, he was already okay with Olympia doing as she pleased to his heart. She had him wrapped around her finger just by letting a noise slip past her lips because of a pathetic excuse of a joke. Oh, how Sirius was doomed.
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NOTE. its 3:21 in the morning and i had no intention of updating this so soon but i was bored so... BUT NOW SIRIUS IS IN THE SAME BOAT AS PETER! except sirius wouldnt feel the need to kill someone...
