My life is over! And nobody cares
“My life is over! Over!” A dramatic six year old Sirius Black announced to his assembled family and friends
“Why? What on earth has happened this time?” Questioned his adopted sister Lydia, rolling her eyes at her older (by two months) brother.
“Lord Longbottom has announced to Lord Black that he will graciously take heir Black to the quidditch World Cup final” Kreacher explained to the group of friends, placing their refreshments in the middle of the room “although I supposed having to eat my bonded’s cake and desserts could be another cause as well”
“What on earth! No Mr Kipling or Mr Tesco cakes and desserts! Why not?” Asked an outraged Rodolphaus Lestrange “Because we wants disgraceful light guests to leave early as possible at your parents solaistise party” Kreacher told the children
“Don’t invite them then! Why should we normal people have to entertain the sanctimonious prat’s!” Andromeda Black voiced out loud to a room of nodding children
“I suppose it’s on the advice of Dumbledore?” Sirius best friend James Potter asked, not looking up from the assians potion book volume 3. “Hey Severus! Heard about this potion and can it be made more potent and quicker?” James asked Severus totally dismissing his dramatic best friend Sirius. After all he may like the prat, but everybody knew that Sirius could make a dramatic scene out of almost anything. It was still whispered about the scene he made of the quince jam that had ‘gone missing’.
Severus had come over and was looking at the potion in James book and made the suggestion “replace quince with the arsenic, add a bit of laburnum 3 to 2 of the fox glove…..hmm let’s see ahh no better still make the a simple headache/migraine potion but replace the Guarana with Black Hellebore, but you need to be careful very posioness if ingested by any means, and wham the person drinks it and Bham they are dead as a dormouse” Severus commented “No need to make fancy potions that use expensive ingredients and best yet both plants (here Severus use his fingers as quotes) are easily mistaken for each other”. Severus then returned to his bean bag and continued reading the book ‘the art of stealth using mundane arts’
“My life is ruined! Just ruined! And what do my family and friends do to comfort and advice me! Nothing, absolutely nothing!” With this Sirius dramatically put his arm over eyes and wailed out loud in distress and hurt.
“So what is the big issue about you going with Heir Longbottom and his father to the quidditch World Cup….thought you would be please to go not everybody ge……” Andromeda started to ask her cousin
“Hey Sirius! Is the quidditch final being held on the first Saturday of May?” Asked a suddenly very interested Remus Greyback and suddenly all the boys and most girls of the group understood why Sirius was so upset about attending the quidditch World Cup final. “Ahem! Look seems a waste to ruin the tickets to the….” Suddenly there was an agreement of exited responses from Sirius family and friends. After all it would be a shame to waste the tickets, and someone from their group should go to the event.
“Remus you wouldn’t take my place…..I could never thankyou for doing so” Sirius replied hope and longing in his voice at the sacrifice his friend was prepared to make on his behalf
“Yeah! Of course I’ll go instead of you….one of those life mundane bucket list moments, not every day the FA cup final is between Spurs (Tottenham Hotspur) and Arsenal….tickets have been sold out for weeks” a hopeful Remus added
Sirius just looked adgast at his friend, and then at the rest of his supposed friends who were telling him why they should have the honour of having his bloody well earned ticket. Sirius just looked at Remus and replied in a hurt voice “but I thought you were going to volunteer to take my place at the quidditch World Cup final….”
“Look come off it mate, we may all be friends here and would almost do anything for anybody here” Bellatrix commented, and Sirius saw his group of friends nod their head in agreement with her, and she continued “But to ASK ONE OF US TO TAKE YOUR PLACE with the Longbottom is a bit to much to ask of us Siruis”
“Yeah Siruis! We would all give you our last penny, food etc….but to spend a day with the Longbottom at the quidditch World Cup final is asking just a little bit to much of us” James addd to the conversation
“After all the bloody thing could last weeks…and to be stuck with the pretentious prat’s” at this Lucius Malfoy shuddered “does not bear even contemplating and the game itself is so boring. Give me a good rugby scum any day ”
“Lucius the only reason you like or ‘love’ rugby is because of the players legs!” Xenophilius Lovegood and Lucius cousin answered, and he saw the wonderful and talented Narcissa Black look adoringly at him. They could have a wonderful and long bonded life together and their children would be adorable angels..or devils, but first thought Xenophilius he had to find a mate for his cousin. Somebody who (no pun intended) could take Lucius in hand and guide him right, after all Lucius was a loveable idiot but so easily way laid by powerful and beautiful men, pity that their second cousin Gomez Addams was not only straight but had apparently fallen in love with a beautiful but deadly witch. But Xenophilius would not give up looking for his cousin Lucius, some body had to be able to love him as his family and friends did, nicely leaving him and Narcissa to bond happily ever after.
“Really Sirius you are a twit!” Stated his sister Lydia, who had taken a glass of Pepsi and a french fancy from the plates of snacks that the elves had made for them all.
“Really Lydia! You know how to get me out of this commitment?” Sirius sarcastically asked
“Yes twatface, unlike you and others here I try to think logically and out the provable box and the answer….”
“Is simple!” Finished her best friend Severus, at this everybody looked at the pair of friends and Lydia explained to the group “who is father scared of! I mean let’s not go there scared of……he would ask how far up a tower he had to jump of without magic?” Asked Lydia
Sirius paused and thought for a few minutes, we…ll the usual suspects were out, his father may be scared but not scared enough to go against established wizarding society convention and not this close to the Blacks family freedom….who was Lydia talking about, for a sister he knew she had good unconventional ideas. No it couldn’t be that simple could it! He looked up to see his sister smiling and nodding yes when she realised that Sirius had got it after all. “Thanks Lydia you’re the best as Sirius quietly but with a hang drawn expression made his way to his fathers study.
Half an hour later Sirius was upstairs and upbeat that he was going with to miss the quidditch World Cup final, and go to the football FA cup final instead, life Sirius thought was sweet, oh so sweet!
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Lord Longbottom had made an hasty retreat from the Black’s townhouse, he would do many things for his leader Albus Dumbledore and the light side. But go against the one witch who could have even turned medusila to stone with just her toungue, oh no Albus was on his own there.
It had only taken for Sirius to happily profusely thank his father for standing up to his mother and Lord’s Black bonded Walburga and stop his punishment that Lord Longbottom had felt a icy chill travel down his spine in the pretentious personal study of Lord Black, the study was adorned with paintings and Knick knacks worth millions, and who else though Lord Longbottom could get away with red and blue colouring in the study. Lord Longbottom was sure that the study had been recently decorated. It wasn’t that the walls colours were red and blue but to have the colours in stripes was so crass thought Lord Longbottom