Cowboy Casanova
4th year, Gryffindor, Serana Longbottom, twin sister of Frank Longbottom, has had a crush on the school player, Sirius Black since !st year. But this year, is the year her entire life turns upside down.
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The Song
Chapter 40
Serana's POV:
I stood on the top of the Astronomy Tower. It had
been two weeks days since I officially broke up with Antonin. We're
still friends though. The past couple of days, I had been spending a lot
more time with my brother and The Marauders.
Sirius and I didn't
tell anyone about our kiss, it would be too weird. I wasn't really
ready for another realtionship either. He understood. So, we were just
friends.
The events from this entire year passed through my head
as I stared out unto the Black Lake. The dusk wind blew through my hair.
Maybe Sirius was right, maybe he could fix my life. But maybe he was
wrong. Maybe this was my destiny. Maybe I was supposed to be lonely
forever.
"Damned to the fate of loneliness forever," I snorted,
lowering my head. I felt a tear fall from my eye and land on the rail
below me.
"Not forever," Someone said, walking up behind me, "and not alone."
"Sirius, I am alone," I said. He put his hands on my arms. I sighed.
"You're not. I know how you feel, sort of," He said, chuckling lightly. I turned around.
"How? How do you know how I feel?" I asked.
"My parents hate me, remember? They don't want a Gryffindor son. And Regulus-"
"Reg loves you," I interrupt.
"Still, it won't take long before I'm kicked out of the house," he sighed and leaned up against the rail next to me.
"They wouldn't do that! They're your parents!" I exclaimed. He shook his head.
"Just because they're my parents doesn't mean they love me. When I was Razzy, you told me about your dad. He was your parent-"
"But he left. He didn't kick me out of his house, he pushed me out of his life," I said. Sirius sighed.
"You're
not getting my point. I know what it feels like to be abandoned, to
feel like you're alone," he stood in front of me again.
"What do I do? How do I stop the pain?" I asked, tears coming to my eyes.
"Know
this, you're not alone. Ever. Your brother will always love you, your
mother will always love you, your friends will always love you, I will
always love you."
"I never thought of that," I whispered as our
heads got closer and closer. Our lips met, and a party of fireworks
exploded around us. It sounds cheesy, but that's what it felt like. I
wrapped my arms around his neck, and his went around my waist. He held
me close.
So this is what it's like to be loved by someone.
I'm no alone anymore. I've Never been alone.
"I should have known! I should have freaking known!" I screamed, storming away from the Great Hall.
"Sirius you manipulating jerk!" I shrieked.
"Riv, River, wait. It wasn't what it looked like-"
"I
don't give a damn what I 'looked like'. I saw everything I needed to
know. You know, it's strange it even hurts. You're a jerk and a player. I
should never had fallen for your games!" I shouted and continued to
storm down halls. Sirius groaned.
"You're so annoying! Why won't you let me speak?"
"I'm
annoying? It's not like you've broken my heart more times in the past
year then anyone has in their entire life time! And I do let you speak,
that's why I'm in this mess," I hissed.
"Serana! Just hear me out!" Sirius called, frozen in spot. I put my hand up, signalling the end of the conversation.
I
need somewhere to cool down. I thought to myself. I stopped when the
wall next to me started turning into a door. I stared at it, frowning.
Out of curiosity, I pushed it open, thinking 'Ciriousity killed the
cat.'
When I noticed What was in the room, I smiled.
"But the cat had nine lives," I said, smirking. I walked to the middle of the room. Sitting there, was a guitar. I picked it up.
Dad
taught me how to play it before he left. I was probably quiet rusty. I
strung a few strings, before sitting on the stool next to it. After a
bit of freestyle, I came up with a tune.
"You better take it from
me," I sang quietly. Soon enough, I had an entire song in my head. Out
of the corner appeared a notebook and pencil. I wrote all the lyrics and
the notes.
Smiling at my piece of art, I stuffed it into my bag and left. Before the doors closed, I looked at the guitar.
"I'll be back," I whispered.
That
night, I sat on the couch, reading my Lord Of The Rings book. It
reminded me of Charlie. The clock rang midnight. Everyone else was
asleep already. I used to be asleep, but then I had the nightmare again.
It was the same one as last time, with the different houses, the deaths
of all my friends, then me and the baby. I hated that dream. I had been
having it more frequently recently.
I started humming the tune
to my song, which I named Cowboy Casanova. I started whispering it,
until got a louder. I sang it all the way through, but quietly, just not
to let anyone hear. I sang it over and over. The more I sang it, the
more I missed Sirius. Eventually, on my fourth time, tears had started
to roll down my cheeks. I stopped singing, just when a voice spoke up.