Sunday Morning
By: Hazy Fairy Tale

Disclaimer: Previous characters and situations created in the Harry Potter series are owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

"It was a case of two dogs playing on a hearth-rug; one worrying a paper screw, snarling, snapping, giving a pinch, now and then, at the old dog's ear; the other lying somnolent, blinking at the fire, raising a paw, turning and growling good-temperedly. They had to be together, share with each other, fight with each other, quarrel with each other."


Virginia Woolf, Mrs. Dalloway


Sunday Morning

Lily Evans knew that Sirius Black was gay, queer, homosexual, et cetra. In fact, most of the student body knew that he was. Some of the students looked on him with disgust now, a few of the girls, Lily noted, that had just a few months before been 'hopelessly in love with him'. Others really could care less and even a small bit came out of the so-called closet.

However, that was not all Lily had on her mind as she sat back in her chair and looked up to where Sirius was sitting before the fire with their fellow year mate Remus Lupin. She set the book aside she had been reading, Mrs. Dalloway by Virginia Woolf, when she had come across an interesting quote that reminded her of Sirius and Remus.

'It was a case of two dogs playing on a hearth-rug; one worrying a paper screw, snarling, snapping, giving a pinch, now and then, at the old dog's ear; the other lying somnolent, blinking at the fire, raising a paw, turning and growling good-temperedly.'

Remus sat with his back propped against the couch, blanket draped over his knees and legs, and interested in nothing, but his homework. He merely ignored Sirius who flicked at the tip of his ear, and drank his hot chocolate from a teacup as he did every Sunday morning. Perhaps that was what had earned him the affectionate nickname Loony among his peers? For whom else would drink hot chocolate from a small china teacup and ignore Sirius Black?

Because no matter how hard one would try to ignore Sirius Black, it was damn near impossible. Lily knew. She often tried to ignore him when he tagged along when ever James approached her and started to ramble off Shakespeare, or do some other sort of nonsense to attract her attention. This, despite her attempts to get away from him, was quite often, thank you very much.

Yet, she watched with a grin forming on her lips as Remus put the cup back down on the saucer and Sirius scooped it up almost immediately to take a sip.

It was similar to the case of the two dogs, as Woolf had written in her book. It was obvious that Sirius was the young pup, she noted as Sirius snatched the edge of blanket Remus had draped over his legs and attempted to pull on it. He was trying to attract the attention of the wiser, older dog, which was obviously Remus.

For Remus would look at him once before returning to his book otherwise not bothered by annoying little things that Sirius was doing.

Lily narrowed her eyes. Annoying things like Sirius taking a short strand of Remus' hair and pushing it behind his ear as James often did to her. Or the way that Sirius reached out and trailed his fingers along Remus' arm before he tried to grab the quill Remus was writing with. Only pulled from his reach by Remus, this caused him to brush up against Remus, and nearly end up in Remus' lap when he would continue to try to reach for the quill.

She frowned. She could have sworn James had tried the exact same thing when he tried to snatch her quill from her in Muggle Studies.

She cocked her head to the side as she watched Remus glance at Sirius, laugh at something Sirius whispered in his ear, before grinning from ear to ear. There was something in the way that Sirius' eyes brightened at the way Remus laughed and grinned at him for now Sirius was grinning back before he whispered something else.

This whisper seemed to have a different effect for Remus barked out a laugh before pushing Sirius away with a shake of his head. She wondered what Sirius could have said for Remus to push him away and for the light that had moments ago shown in Sirius' eyes to dim away. But it only lasted a second before Sirius was grinning again as Remus turned back to his homework and Sirius reached to take another sip of Remus' hot chocolate.

"It was a case of two dogs playing on a hearth-rug; one worrying a paper screw, snarling, snapping, giving a pinch, now and then, at the old dog's ear; the other lying somnolent, blinking at the fire, raising a paw, turning and growling good-temperedly. They had to be together, share with each other, fight with each other, quarrel with each other," she murmured under her breath when she picked up the book again to read the quote.

"What?" asked her friend, Rose, who sat beside her at the table.

"Nothing," she murmured. Rose merely shrugged before turning back to her own work and she turned back to studying Sirius and Remus who were now arguing over something. Perhaps they were indeed like two dogs. They needed to share, fight, and quarrel with one another. Perhaps they needed to be together and just did not know it yet.

Lily closed her book with a sigh and placed it on her lap as she glanced toward James Potter. Although she wrinkled her nose in distaste at comparing herself to a dog, she thought perhaps that James and her also needed to be with one another, for they often quarreled with one another.

She smiled at him as he glanced over at her and laughed aloud as he fell out his chair in surprise at her smile. Perhaps she would not ignore James the next time he approached her.

Completed on Monday, February 09, 2004 and revised on Sunday, February 22, 2004



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