Luck Drabble;
[Adventure]
“Take a moment.”
“I… I can’t believe you… uh…”
“Brilliant, isn’t it? Admit it.”
“I-I… Where did you get the money for it?”
“I know a guy who knew a guy whose sister’s boyfriend - ” I stare at him in horror. He pauses and grins. “Where I got the money for it doesn’t matter. Isn’t it great?”
“You’ve gone barmy!”
“Want a ride?”
I think he’s joking. He doesn’t look like he’s joking. If he thinks I’d approach within a hundred metres of him when that thing is in use, he has been sorely misinformed.
Sirius’ grin only gets brighter.
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[James]
His hair is windswept. His smile is silly. His stare is distant.
Either he just shagged Lily, or James hitched a ride on Sirius’ bike.
“That thing… is bloody… brilliant.”
“Hmm.”
I still haven’t ridden it. They’re crazy for riding it. It’s hogging their stupid attention. It’s hogging Sirius’ attention. It shouldn’t bother me. I know that. I should be happy he’s found something that makes him forget his problems.
“He said not to wait up for him for dinner. He’ll be outside with it, tinkering and whatnot.”
It’s stealing my best mate.
“You okay, Moony?”
…I hate that bike…
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[Stars]
It’s better than flying, he says. I don’t like flying, I say. He says that just proves that I’ll like it. I tell him he’s mad. He says I love it. I have nothing to say to that.
The stars really made bad lighting. The giant orb in the sky made me uncomfortable. I was closer to him than I should have been. I blamed the moon. He accepted it.
I held tight onto him even before the key was in. I remained exactly like that for the rest of the night.
I blamed the moon. He accepted it.
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[Late]
I wake up because someone is shaking me.
“Nng… What?”
“Remus, you okay? I think you were having a nightmare.”
I think back, trying to remember my dream. I think there was Sirius. I think there was the motorbike. I think… Oh. I think we were naked.
“You were moaning my name. Thought you were calling out for me.”
I tense. I think he thinks I’m still thinking. About the nightmare.
“I’m right here, mate. Okay? Not leaving.”
I really wish he would leave. My face has reached its boiling point, I’m sure.
“I’ll be right here, mate. Yeah?”
“Yeah…”
Lovely.
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[Decisions]
“Will you ride it alone… for a chocolate bar?”
“No.”
“Will you ride it alone for a… O on your N.E.W.T.s?”
“You can’t get me that.”
“Bet I could.”
“Well, I wouldn’t.”
“Could I get you to ride it alone if… I… got you two chocolate bars?”
“Sirius, I’m not - ”
“What if! I kiss your arse. You can have photographic evidence of it. Me, kneeling down, kissing your bum. It would completely ruin my reputation, but if it’ll get - ”
“No.”
“A normal kiss, then?”
I pause.
“A kiss for a ride?”
He smirks. I blush.
…I hate that bike…
- Finite Fabulus