It Was Always The Same
It is always the same, getting up, dressed, eat,
study, eat, study, fall back to bed and sleep, until the next day
comes and the procedure starts again. As for the other the
procedure might have been quite different, as for example
Sirius’s. Getting up in the morning for him is already a
difficult, making it to breakfast on time is something he’ll
probably never archive. Then when the first class starts he
finally starts to awake flirting, pranking, and thinking about the
next possible way to annoy the Slytherins. The same is with the
fact that he doesn’t need to pay attention in class but does
anyway pass any exam without difficulty. Watching him look at the
notes half an hour before a test, scanning the pages of notes that
he has once more robbed out of my hands, his fingers delicately
going along the lines as he reads, looking very concentrated.
These rare moments like these are when you catch Sirius Black
being serious about something. Pass school and then become an
Auror, and when he succeeds, to work himself up to the rank of an
Unspeakable, James always by his side.
James Potter, his brother, best friend who is
always by his side. No not always, after all, there is still Lily.
Now finally and somehow miraculously having gotten over her hate
over the Marauder, leading with him an open and loving
relationship.
Jealousy has never run between the Marauders,
even not now when I take more and more James’s place at
Sirius’s side. A place I don’t even leave a night, always
having to be close, not wanting to loose something that I have
tried to earn myself for years. Attention, friendship,
understanding, but most of all. Even now, as I lie at his side and
watch him while he sleeps. His lips, parted very softly, his face,
a blissful expression of contentment and relaxation and his hair,
strewn over his face, like a soft blanket.
I sigh, feeling light but still somehow heavy
arm around my waist, protecting me from anything bad, barring the
way for my nightmares to return and haunt me through the night. I
let my eyes fall close, the smile that has reached my lips finally
showing, letting my head go empty, blank, only concentrating on
the warm body next to me, until I find my sleep and I know that
everything will be alright. Good Night.
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