Two months later, with the O.W.Ls quickly approaching, everyone was under the pressure of studying. Including Sirius and I. And, for the firs time since we started this relationship, we got into a fight. It was about something so stupid, I'm almost to embarrassed to talk about it.
"I'm not going to the game, Sirius." I say sternly, checking to make sure my charms notes weren't actually transfiguration notes. He, of all people knows I have study.
"You can study later! I mean, look at everyone else! Do you see them studying? No, you don't." He said, trying to put my parchment away. I quickly snatch it, and set it on the table, giving him a look.
"I'm not going. Everyone knows that Gryffindor is going to win. James will catch the snitch, they'll get the 150 points, and carry him back up here on their shoulders to celebrate." I say. Sirius gives me a look of annoyance, then picks me up and slings me over his shoulder.
"SIRIUS!!" I yelled, squirming. He had a pretty good hold on me, but I could tell it was hard for him to hold me.
"You're coming to th-"
"NO I'M NOT, NOW PUT ME DOWN RIGHT NOW!" I yell. He does, and I push him, almost making him fall. Who knows what came across my mind when I did that.
"What the bloody hell was that for!?" He asked, rubbing his shoulder.
"Leave me alone!" I said, in a unexpected rage.
"Fine!" He said, before storming out of the common room. As soon as he left, I felt horrible. I cursed at myself in Yiddish under my breath, then sat back down, only to get up and pace around the room, felling horrible.
As soon as I saw Sirius, I ran up to him and hugged him, saying how sorry I was and all the other things good girlfriends should say. He also apologized, and we kissed and made up. I know that we sound like two sappy teenager lovers that always kiss and make up, and are always in love and other crap like that, but, as embarrassed as I am by this, he's my first real boyfriend. Ever. So, no matter how experienced I may seem to you, I'm actually confused by some things. I mean, I know Sirius and I are past 'just friends', but sometimes, I just wish that we could still be the old friends. Playing pranks on others and ourselves, sitting at the edge of the lake and messing with the giant squid. Of course, I love the new things for it, too. The unexpected kisses, the hugs, snogging, the cuddling. I can live with those for the rest of my life, I guess. The more I think about it, the more I think of my self as one of those people who needs someone to kiss them to survive, which I'm not.
Finally, after 10 o'clock, I left the common room, these thoughts all bobbing in my head, and had dreams about the weirdest things.
(I'm not exactly thinking clearly for this chapter)
"I'm not going to the game, Sirius." I say sternly, checking to make sure my charms notes weren't actually transfiguration notes. He, of all people knows I have study.
"You can study later! I mean, look at everyone else! Do you see them studying? No, you don't." He said, trying to put my parchment away. I quickly snatch it, and set it on the table, giving him a look.
"I'm not going. Everyone knows that Gryffindor is going to win. James will catch the snitch, they'll get the 150 points, and carry him back up here on their shoulders to celebrate." I say. Sirius gives me a look of annoyance, then picks me up and slings me over his shoulder.
"SIRIUS!!" I yelled, squirming. He had a pretty good hold on me, but I could tell it was hard for him to hold me.
"You're coming to th-"
"NO I'M NOT, NOW PUT ME DOWN RIGHT NOW!" I yell. He does, and I push him, almost making him fall. Who knows what came across my mind when I did that.
"What the bloody hell was that for!?" He asked, rubbing his shoulder.
"Leave me alone!" I said, in a unexpected rage.
"Fine!" He said, before storming out of the common room. As soon as he left, I felt horrible. I cursed at myself in Yiddish under my breath, then sat back down, only to get up and pace around the room, felling horrible.
As soon as I saw Sirius, I ran up to him and hugged him, saying how sorry I was and all the other things good girlfriends should say. He also apologized, and we kissed and made up. I know that we sound like two sappy teenager lovers that always kiss and make up, and are always in love and other crap like that, but, as embarrassed as I am by this, he's my first real boyfriend. Ever. So, no matter how experienced I may seem to you, I'm actually confused by some things. I mean, I know Sirius and I are past 'just friends', but sometimes, I just wish that we could still be the old friends. Playing pranks on others and ourselves, sitting at the edge of the lake and messing with the giant squid. Of course, I love the new things for it, too. The unexpected kisses, the hugs, snogging, the cuddling. I can live with those for the rest of my life, I guess. The more I think about it, the more I think of my self as one of those people who needs someone to kiss them to survive, which I'm not.
Finally, after 10 o'clock, I left the common room, these thoughts all bobbing in my head, and had dreams about the weirdest things.
(I'm not exactly thinking clearly for this chapter)