❝ i stay up all night ,
tell myself i'm alright ,
baby you're just harder
to see than most .
i put the record on ,
wait till i hear our song ,
every night i'm dancing ,
with your ghost . ❞
SIRIUS BLACK FANFICTION
if y'all aren't like this, just please don't hate on the character *sighs*
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SIRIUS STORMED HIS WAY to the train with his crutches, his eyes full of endless fury. girls that flirted to him didn't even want to bother and get near him because of feeling the bad atmosphere he had in a hot trail. he didn't know if that luis guy just provoked him with that gall behaviour, or something else.
the supports and himself stomping on the grounds, getting inside the train with a scowl, he went to his own compartment and flopped in his seat, taking off his messenger bag, placing down his crutches and took out his wand, playing some heavy punk rock music with his stick, smirking as he listened, the sounds flowing in the compartment, booming in his ears that seemed to enjoy this.
it suddenly ended when (𝒚/𝒏) went inside the railway passenger coach after hearing the loud noise coming from the other side of her place. ofcourse, out of curiosity, she decided to check it out. there she saw the seventh year lowering down the music with his wand. he gave her a 'wtf is she doing here' as she sat down in the seat across his with a smile. he definitely was not in the flirting moment.
"hey." she started, fumbling with her fingers. he ignores her and continues staring at the window, which was unlikely to sirius.. he was more of a fun, 'how do you do' type.. previously. she bit her lower lip, thinking about something to say until she blurted something.
"..do you wanna buy some raffle tickets? i'm trying to raise enough money so we can buy jefferson a new broomstick.." she instantly regretted saying that, as he turned to look at her way with that emotionless, look of boredom that mirrored luis' and said a simple answer to her.
"no.."
he then goes back watching the beautiful view by the window, seeing her frowning reflection making him sigh. sirius tucked a hair strand behind his ear, and looked deeper into the places they have passed by. she chewed her bottom lip, and tried again, with another topic that may have been the right choice to say first.
"so i saw you there with luis. and i know it can be very difficult, but maybe you should try backing into it from somewhere else.." she waits for his response patiently, her eyes showing hesitation from what she just said. he still hasn't given a response, as she still didn't give up on him.
"are you gonna go visit timothy clay loughty?" it made him shiver by the thought of what just happened between him and that boy during that night in the black lake. he felt guilty, and supremely awful.. inside.
"that.. would be a 'no'. you do know that they moved him from st. mungos to madam pomfrey's?" this felt embarrassing for her to have a one-sided conversation, wanting to have some proper talk with him, but he had enough. he officially stopped the small music in the background with his wand and snapped with anger rising:
