❝ 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
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NIGHT HAS BELLOWED--maybe more like early morning of the next day, and sirius was with his friends in their dorms. remus, james and peter were going to help him memorize everything by rehearsing the school play (they found wolfsbane at their dorm room a while back) in what madam pince suggested; 'thornton's way'. whatever way she meant at all.
"i've come to see if your ready." james read flatly, the sandy-haired maurader sat right beside him, reading the other script sirius had in his mind. peter was just tucked in his bed, watching them-- well, his eyes were slowly closing, he was very tired. sirius had leaned in his crutches once again for some support while he stands and holds his booklet.
"take a good look, lady, because the only thing I'm ready for is a dirt nap." he responded, raising a brow as he nods through his sentence.
"ready to look inside your heart, tom thornton?" potter told, sounding in an opposite of solemn staid. padfoot goes to his bed and flops down, letting his crutches down to the ground. "your words have been heard and not just by me." added his friend, and remus used his wand to place the long haired maurader's supports near the wall for it to lean onto.
sirius tries to say the lines without the help of his booklet, but failed. "when you walked into..." he can't remember what was the next line and groaned miserably. james and remus encourages him to go on and continue.
"aw, bollocks." he opened his booklet with a pouted look. "when you walked out of the rain and into my club-" he snaps his book shut making the three jump, the loud noise making peter awaken from his little nap.
"that wasn't a coincidence, was it?" he spoke, surely remembering his lines.. for now. james batted his eye lashes and tried to look cute as ever.
"nothing's a coincidence baby~" he also shuts his book, but more quieter than his mate. a cheerful smile played in his lips, remus laughing at how his friend sounded as he read/replied. "you know you're the only one who can make me sing." james then winks at them and jumps up, starting to hump the cold air.
"oh yeah, madam pince! oh, your gonna put james in all your plays!" sirius black looks away to keep in the straight face he's been having since he first read the lines with them. james flips in his back and humps the air playfully once more.
"james, i'm gonna put you in all my plays!" he exclaimed in a high-pitched voice, trying to imitate what madam pince could say to him for his 'amazing' job. lupin rolls his eyes and sighs while he goes to his own bed. peter shakes his head, chuckling weakly and immediately his head falls to the pillow, and began sleeping.
