- Rating:
- R
- House:
- Astronomy Tower
- Genres:
- Romance Slash
- Era:
- Multiple Eras
- Spoilers:
- Prizoner of Azkaban Goblet of Fire
- Stats:
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Published: 03/11/2002Updated: 03/11/2002Words: 1,363Chapters: 1Hits: 2,053
Midnight Musings
Cybele
- Story Summary:
- The stream of consciousness of Sirius Black as he lay down after an unexpected evening, remembering this and another experience from his youth.
- Posted:
- 03/11/2002
- Hits:
- 2,053
- Author's Note:
- I am indebted to (for so many reasons) James Joyce. This piece is styled after his last chapter in Ulysses. Turn off your copy editing instincts. The grammar (or rather anti-grammar) is fully intentional. Warning: may cause drowsiness.
Yes, I should have known when she came to me her
eyes wide and not looking for Harry this time glad he'd gone to the Burrow on
visit and trembling she entered brushing past me jasmine lingering like fear
around me clinging there yes she apparated in good girl pink muggle sweater
tight like all the girls wear these days in the pubs too young for me now without
looking foolish but carefree sound of girl chatter and the hypnotising sound
of laughter makes me recall those times before at Hogwarts when James was alive
and I was not so numb as I am now despite all our happy endings acquitted and
free at last after all these years trying not to remember about the lost time
wasting away in my cell feeling my youth sucked up and spit out like so much
mucous living for a purpose then and I found him
yes the snivelling rat who betrayed us all how could I have known he'd
trade friendship for power if only yes I should have killed him then were it
not for the mercy of the boy and Remus it might have been over before and all
those people would be living still and Dumbledore poor Hagrid yes but no good
regretting now that it's over and Wormtail is in that dark prison finally feeling
justice yes but it doesn't give back the time passed or Lily and James my love
so much for friends forever always Remus though poor Remus so sweet that last
time and grateful for the company I guess must be lonely these days and no one
to save him from himself like we had so many years ago but so old he looks now
and fragile not like before when we'd play under the full moon not so bad then
looking always forward to those nights with James and yes Peter we were so young
and I will never be so old as I am now next to her O so lonely the last eighteen
years first prison then searching for Peter and the rest of the Death Eaters
all gone and Voldemort dead and Dumbledore yes Harry coming to live with me
so strange to be a father but surely James never thought that all this would
happen or he certainly would not have named me but it's been nice having Harry
around making up for time lost and the day he came here his green eyes lighting
up the way Lily's did when I made her laugh or when she looked at James so perfect
they were he was O if only he'd been around tonight I wouldn't have but she
kissed me yes sweet seduction and I couldn't stop her it had been so long since
I'd been touched so softly yes she surprised me and I wonder why I never noticed
the way she looked at me before and now or never she said almost already gone
and yes I could smell her fear and impulsion pushing her finally forward her
skin supple perfume smooth and starving I was tasting her mouth parted and sweet
honey breath like Lily that day when James and I found her behind the shrubs
sunning her thighs and we asked and she said yes the word lingering in the air
singing with the sweet scent of rosebuds and her scent sang along yes and I
tasted her strawberry hair and James kissed her mouth and breath so fast now
soft and surprised to find that spot she hummed as James and I explored her
mapping out those places where women keep their secrets yes and her breasts
were so happy to see the sun and so small her waist that I was afraid I would
break her but she would not be so easily broken yes and we moved like music
together a fine waltz and I hadn't finished when I felt the hand on my shoulder
and James smiled to see Remus watching his mouth curled up in wonder and we
welcomed him into our chorus yes and he kissed my mouth so strange to feel the
roughness of his face against my chin strange now remembering but I didn't say
stop and yes watching James watching her make love to him lovely and white back
so straight and I worried about her skin burning in the sun funny the things
we think sometimes but O we sang all four falling into the tender ecstasy of
an April afternoon naked and free until Snape snake in the grass slithered by
swearing to destroy us yes I got my revenge later when I saw the terror on his
face as he witnessed Remus' darker hunger were it not for James yes child games
we were young simpler then unlike now after all that has happened scarred and
so old
O she came
to me and I couldn't say no and O Hermione when you looked at me that way eyes
wide searching for me and not Harry this time stupid girl but extraordinary
and tender I remembered the ghost of a man I once knew
I once was I shouldn't have followed but she led so well with her tongue
and her lips so hard against my mouth my hands deceiving me moving against my
will yes she said will I please and I yes took her yearning to taste her everything
young and fresh buried my nose into her jasmine yes and she trembled under my
fingers tracing paths remembered from some long ago map I'd thought I'd lost
but I uncovered her secrets and yes I kissed her longing to be buried in her
mouth a beautiful death and she took me in and warm she was like an April day
and wet as the grass at dawn when I escaped from Azkaban that first night out
feeling freedom despite purpose so cold and fresh it was the smell of mowed
lawns in the perfect Muggle neighbourhood and poor Harry scared him nearly to
death that night and several times before it was all over Grim indeed yes James
would have had a good laugh at that I'm sure I can see him red-faced hear him
O what I would not give to hear him laugh now but what would he say about yes
I pulled her to the floor and yes I lost myself deeper and music I thought jazz
and sultry rhythm exquisitely dancing my head was floating in her jasmine clinging
to my fingertips and now to my pillow where she lies sleeping untouched by regret
and other such nonsense as I would be were I still her age nineteen and the
rest of her youth ahead of her to make so many sweet mistakes so many more discoveries
she will be searching yes I was searching for her soul still light as a feather
and I wanted to make it my own were it possible to forget and be simply free
to discover the secrets we uncover when we live our youth and I never
yes but no sense regretting now we cannot go back to that time so sweet
the memories that I thought were lost to me I was sure the Dementors
had digested them yes were it not for purpose I may not be here now and she
is here now so warm and nice to have that space filled if only for one night
live flesh pressing against me now breathing steadily and calm as one can only
be after a night like this and tomorrow she will be gone to America for school
and Harry and Ron will be gone soon too and alone again I guess but for the
memory of this night and the passion exploding after years not so dead as I'd
thought yes delicious madness pushing me up and over the edge landing gently
light as a feather floating on a cloud of jasmine and she came to me and pleaded
me to yes and I didn't say stop and now! she cried
and yes I said yes I will yes
Author notes: An especially special thanks to Jade (serious_jade, the wise), my brave beta reader without whom I may have been lynched by an angry mob of confused readers. Actually, I may yet.