Now being raised a Black, Sirius had been exposed to all sorts of weird happenings and misfortunes in which to not doubt what occurred, but nothing prepared him for what he saw that day in the court yard.
For moment, he considered rubbing his eyes, or blinking rather quickly as if to maybe wake him self up from a dream state and see that maybe what was happening in front of him was an allusion. Instead, Sirius reacted first with his mouth and not his brain.
A common trait among Blacks.
“Nice to see the Slytherin Bloodlines these days inherited madness!”
Black turned around and motioned his finger down the back of his throat. A group of 4th year Hufflepuff girls giggled as they shuffled out of the rain and into the castle.
Sirius smiled, he went to call after them - but his voice cracked.
“Oh, darling, have your balls finally started to drop?” Lucifer rushed forward to take hold of Sirius’ hands. “Come, we must tell everyone! We’ll throw a party too!” Lucifer was a vision with his shirt see-through and wet, clinging to his muscular body, his face was flushed from the cold and his hair all over.
Echo, laying against his tree, watched the scene from one barely-opened eye. He quite liked the surrealism of the dancing boy, but now it had gotten all... different and usual, with Black butting in and causing trouble. He decided that he had better leave. His pants were becoming clingy and cold from the rain. They also may or may not have been slightly transparent when wet. He stood up and walked towards the dancer, not intending to make contact, just to walk by, and to get a closer look at the scene.
Lucifer felt someone watching him, but he was used to it, and ignored it. He drew attention where ever he went, usually because of his choice of clothing, sometimes for his looks. “What, do you have nothing to say Sirius?” He leaned in and whispered into the others ear. “If you dance with me for a little while, I wont tell James that you’ve been off snogging with Evans’.”
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For moment, he considered rubbing his eyes, or blinking rather quickly as if to maybe wake him self up from a dream state and see that maybe what was happening in front of him was an allusion. Instead, Sirius reacted first with his mouth and not his brain.
A common trait among Blacks.
“Nice to see the Slytherin Bloodlines these days inherited madness!”
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“Fly me to the moon
Let me sing among those stars
Let me see what spring is like
On Jupiter and Mars.
In other words, hold my hand
In other words, baby kiss me
Fill my heart with song
Let me sing for ever more
You are all I long for
All I worship and adore
In other words, please be true
In other words, I love you”
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Sirius smiled, he went to call after them - but his voice cracked.
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He decided that he had better leave. His pants were becoming clingy and cold from the rain. They also may or may not have been slightly transparent when wet.
He stood up and walked towards the dancer, not intending to make contact, just to walk by, and to get a closer look at the scene.
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