Sirius Black
07.06.1979
Sitting on his desk, he crossed through the last few lines of his soon-to-be-book. Shit, he didn't even have a title. Had he known, how hard it would be to write a book, he would've just hired a ghost writer instead. But he was Sirius Black and he wrote most of the band's songs for a reason.
Was he a decent song writer? Sure. He was pretty good according to the few news articles that he read.
He even did a few pieces for other bands and gave them away. So that must say something about his abilities.
Still, Sirius couldn't seem to find anything to write about and that was odd, given that it was his own life that he wrote about. He should probably have a lot of words on his piece of paper. Somehow it was way easier to write about your life in songs, he thought to himself when, suddenly, he was interrupted by the ringing of his telephone.
"Er, hello?" he picked it up.
"Mate, you sound like shit, how's that writing of yours going?"
James Potter replied. If he were to decide, then Sirius would've finished the book by the end of May already. Yet, here he sat with a few drafts laying on his desk.
"Amazing, I'm almost done."
"Good, because McGonnagall booked us this appearance at Alice Fortescues', you know? It's gonna be some PR stuff for our new single and the book. Have you found a title yet?"
Well that was just great. Now he had even less time to finish writing and to find a title.
"Um, yeah, I mean kind of. The title for now is just a draft though."
"Listen, just call me when your done and we'll all meet up on Tuesday anyways to discuss the interview."
Did his voice really have to sound that excited? It was already horrible that he hadn't found anything to write about until now and even worse that he was currently lying to his best friend.
"Yeah, see you on Tuesday then."
Sirius replied and hung up. There really was nobody that he could come forward to. Minerva would rip his head off, Peter would probably sit there, nervously, and suggest to take a joint break, which honestly didn't sound like the worst idea but he had to stay focused until he got the general idea straight. Remus would likely scoff at him, annoyed, because technically he did have half a year of song writing and tour break just to write his book. Also, he couldn't ask Remus. Since he's gotten together with Mary from the Valkyries he had been acting weirdly.
There was one person left to call. But Sirius could never ask him, right?
His little brother, Regulus. He had already considered it for a second or so when he first came up with the idea. Given his current relation to Regulus, Sirius wasn't sure if that was the best idea.
He reached for his phone.
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Heyy, sorry, I know that this chapter is really short but I'm just getting into writing. If you guys have any ideas for plots or things you'd like to see happening, let me know in the comments! Also, English isn't my first language so please don't judge my grammar/spelling -if you happen to find mistakes, tell me in the comments.
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