Hey emo girl

Sirius peirces my septum the next morning. It hurts like a bitch but I look cool as fuck. He also heals it with a spell. 

It's alot to get used to, all the 'magic' stuff. If I try hard enough I can switch of my emotions and just feel completely fine. Not numb perse but just fine. I spend alot of my time following the relocation alone. Having no emotions means I don't particularly have anyone I want to be around. I listen to songs from the roaring 20s as I read stories about the noble House of black. Sirius said that he was born here in 1700 And Regulus was born 3 years later. 

When I'm alone I tend to gravitate towards mirrors. It's not true we can't see out reflections. I still look the same. Plus a new peircing and occasional fangs. I also gravitate towards Sirius alot. He's funny and kind. He has energy.

"Marls I'm serious in 1982 Regulus turned James. I'm so Sirius." He practically yelled laughing one evening in their library. He shoved his face into a cushion which made his hair flow around him elegantly. 

"Regulus? As in Regulus Black turned James? As in James Potter?" Disbeleif flooded my mind, "I thought it was you‽" 

On top of all that me and Dorcas share a bed every night. I stay on my side religiously. A other myth is that we can't sleep. We can't get tired but we can sleep. Dorcas, along with lily choose not to sleep so most nights I wake up alone. 

We all have dinner together aswell. Sat around a massive table. I sit next to lily and sirius. Opposite Dorcas. They tell tales of werewolves and hunters and witches. It all sounds mythological and fake. 

"Marlene I promise the next full moon you will hear them. I swear on your life. Oh wait..." sirius is always cracking jokes like that. He's one for puns as is his best friend james. Regulus usualy gives an eye roll.

"When is the full moon?" I ask out of curiosity. 

"Tommorow." Pandora says from the head of the table. We all turn to look. No one here keeps a track of days or time. She doesn't either. 

"How did you know that?" Em asks. I like her alot. She's sort of the mother hen. She often will ask things like, "has everyone washed up? Are we all happy? What are me and james making for tea? Deer or dog?" She doesn't take nonsense though. "Sirius Orion Black I am not a maid nor do I care to become one. Remove your shoes and clean." She says it all with an air of annoyance but also humour. I think if I could feel emotions like love I'd see family type of love in her. She's from 1950s so she was trained to be a housewife and she does everything in her power to say 'fuck that'.

"I spoke to a man on a walk and he said 'nearly Full moon time.' He looked to be hurt. I wonder if he was a werewolf." Pandora's from the 1910s she's speaks with a very delicate and obviously practiced voice.  

"You spoke to a werewolf‽" Dorcas says astonished. She's not one to discriminate but she despises werewolfes, as most of us do.

"Calm down Dorcas I'm sure Panda was fine." I say to her. At that her face goes completely blank and she nods. She looks relaxed and peaceful, more peacefull then I've ever seen her. 

"Dorcas?" Regulus asks.

"Yes?" 

"Are you okay?" The room has gone quiet. I'm sure if it wasn't the middle of January and absolutely fucking freezing then the we wouldve felt a chill run through the room. 

"Yes I feel very calm." She smiles in his direction but her eyes are glassy. 

"Marlene what did you do?" I hear someone say.

"I think she's controlling Dorcas." I hear someone else whisper. I'm in a trance that makes it hard to listen.

"Marlene? Tell Dorcas to come back." I know lily says that. 

"Dorcas come back." I stare into her eyed as she comes to. It's a really odd experience. I shift in my seat wondering what the fuck is happening. 

"Emotion control! That's it!" Sirius should suddenly, "you're completely lacking in emotion right?" I nod. "Tell yourself to feel emotions again!" When the emotions come back it's so overwhelming I pass out apparently.