first trip of the year.

[Lily Marie Evans]

<sup>Every day was just another day at Hogwarts, other the unknown
evil at large, but everyone was always trying to push that under a
rug. It wasn't important, no not that there was some evil force at
work or anything like that. The dark red hair fell down the small
girls shoulders. She sat in a white blanketed covered bed.
Her arm was torn up, and wrapped in gauze. She was so tired of stupid
first-fourth years. They had no idea what they were doing. She
was now stuck, confined to a bed. Considering, the girl had not heard
the hex, they were not aware what affects might gall on her. She wore
a black jacket over a dark green tank top with
dark blue faded jeans. The sixth year's name was Lily Evans.
Lily was a Gryffindor, who had a knack for walking in on duels
at the wrong time. Lily's dark eyes were shut as she leaned
against the pillows.

She did not feel like sitting here on the bed, alone. One leg was
pulled up towards her chest, and the other stretched out lazily.
Her left arm, the one not injured, was behind her head. Lily's hair was
blowing messily into her face. At the moment she could care
less. The room was slightly chilly, but she didn't mind. It was
relaxing her to hear the wind. Lily continued to brush her hair out
of her face. She sighed and shook her head. She hated being alone
especially with nothing to do. Her emerald green eyes flickered
over every detail of the large wing. She pulled out her wand,
pointing it around to make things levitate. The sun that was
coming in through the windows made her smile. The colors on the
floor of the large wing made her laugh. It was beautiful. Incredibly
beautiful. She sighed.

"Why the hell am I stuck alone?" she asked softly. There couldn't
be anyone else hurt? Or sick? Lily ran a hand through her dark hair.
She sighed and placed a hand underneath her chin. She wanted
to rub the multiple cuts on her wrist. She only remembered being
thrown against a wall after hearing some shouting fight. She shook
her head. Freaking stupid people. She ran a hand through her dark
red hair. The door started to open, when she turned her head.</sup>

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[Sirius Orion Black]

as the world falls away,
and I can't find a reason

None other than Sirius Black was escorted into the room accompanied by the usual looming Professor, with a solemn expression to match. The teacher had a good grip on his upper arm before depositing him into the ward and instructing him rather strictly to "stay here" and to go and take a seat while the nurse was to tend to him. The sixth year Gryffindor had a bloody lip and what appeared to be a black eye as well a few other scattered injuries, but other than that he bore no other visible injuries. The teacher called for the nurse before leaving, apparently the other half of the fight had left someone else much worse off. Sirius looked ragged but practically uninjured aside from the aforementioned portions of him that appeared banged up. The nurse answered the call immediately and she followed the Professor out of the room, the door closed behind them both with a sharp snap. Sirius turned his back on the firmly closed door a broad grin was spread across his handsome features. He had certainly done it this time, not only had he gotten into a fist fight, but in the middle of that he had pulled his wand on his opponent and made sure that they were stuck firmly to the ceiling while he hexed and cursed them as many times as he could possibly.

The Slytherin had been a seventh year and rather huge, but Sirius still thought he proved something of a match for him. Perhaps the Professor had only brought him here to contain him for the time being, or maybe they had sincerely thought that he had suffered brain damage. He had taken a rather hard hit to the head before he had succeeded in sticking that Slytherin to the ceiling. Sirius was not to worried, the world had certainly been spinning for the last ten minutes but that was only with how quickly things had happened. As for getting into trouble he could have cared less that was the story of his life at the moment because it was always happening to him. Sirius's grey eyes now were gazing at the rows of empty beds, but he suddenly stopped when he spotted a familiar red head. "Evans!" He exclaimed in greeting as he trotted across the room as if the sudden spinning head trauma of earlier were nothing more than a simple scoff on his knee. Of course that immediately took its toll as when he came to a halt the room seemed to kick up on its intense spinning. Sirius helped himself to a seat on the bed beside Lily's, he was certain that she might have been a little aggrevated with him. He was always causing trouble along with the rest of the other marauders, and that had always seemed to annoy Lily Evans. Little did she know that James Potter had a real "thing" for her, but she was probably catching onto that rather slowly. Sirius supported James all the way in that, well almost all the way, he had a feeling that things were different this time. It was more than the classic date the girl and ditch her motives that Sirius and James seemed to be masters of, it seemed a little deeper this time. "What brings you here?" He asked suddenly as he absent-mindedly begun to wipe the trickle of blood from his chin, it was warm and sticky and very fresh. He didn't seem to think to much of it, he had been hit in the face so that was to be expected really. Despite the fact that his head was aching he was still the same old Sirius and he seemed ready to strike up a rather lively conversation.

Leaning back on the plain white bed he kicked up his booted feet onto the clean white sheets, which were also rather caked with dirt -- or something. Sinking into the pillows Sirius yawned a bit before massaging his temples a little, his head was still aching and his ears seemed to be ringing for some reason as well. "I got into another fight." He added rather cheerfully, he appeared to be proud of it. Hell, he was always proud when he got into a fight especially when it was with a Slytherin because normally he always did whatever he could to win. There were the times when he did lose, but normally Sirius fought hard enough to win or else he had the marauders to back him to insure his victory.

ooc; mind if I join?
words; idfk
music; seether - never leave

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[Lily Marie Evans]

Evans! What Brings you here?

As Lily awaited to see who was entering the rather large hospital wing, she heard a rather scornful voice. She knew exactly who it was before she even saw the boys face. She laughed to herself very gently. She heard him finally see the red head, and nearly groaned. It would figure that when she didn’t want to be stuck alone, fate would be cruel and throw him in. Sirius was not Lily’s favorite marauder. But she could deal with him. He and James were the worst. Always pranking, breaking girls hearts, and being stupid. She ran the uninjured hand through her dark red hair. “Got hexed.” She said with a shrug. Of course, Sirius would probably make fun of her for. She then noticed the cuts and bruises. What the? She only shook her head. Lily watched him. He looked sore. They all knew, him, James, Peter and Remus, knew that Lily had a knack for walking in on the wrong time. She of course, hated it. They loved it. She rubbed the gauze and bit at her lip as he spoke again.

I got into another fight.

Lily laughed, her soft “as if that surprised her,” laugh. She looked over at him. “How’s the other guy doing?” she knew if Sirius was in this condition, the other guy just had to be worse. She once again ran a hand through her dark red hair, pushing it away from her face. She loved Sirius every so often, he made her laugh. Even though, James could do that too, there something that made Lily want to leave when he came around. She got hot, nervous, and sketchy. She always left when he came around, for that reason. Lily’s eyes shut as she allowed herself to lay back. “How’re you feeling?” she asked. Lily was always concerned and worried for them, as annoying as they could be, and as reckless. She would always watch out for them. Well, try anyways. She shook her head, and looked over at him, green eyes intense going over all his injuries. He looked decently beat up, but not horribly that he couldn’t recover or that magic couldn’t fix. She tapped her fingers gently on her leg, playing with the few frayed pieces of fabric of the side. She was so tired of this large wing, all she wanted was to go back to the Gryffindor Common Room, and hide under her blankets. The smell of lilac filtered into the room, she loved the smell, for some reason it relaxed her. She realized then, her hand was on her wand. She wandered if she had just done that, and nearly laughed at herself. It was her, she was brilliant. 99% of the time, anyways. She looked back to her shoes and made them click together and then go open in a “v.” She didn’t really know why she was doing that, but she also didn’t care.

Lily smiled at Sirius. “How’s James?” her hand flew up to her mouth. Why should she care how James was? He didn’t care about her. He only saw her as one thing, a girl, a date he could take out and ditch. She wasn’t really into that kind’ve stuff. Her green eyes might’ve shown some sign of pain at the thought, but at the time Lily didn’t really notice. She watched Sirius momentarily and went back to tracing the patterns on the wall, waiting for a response. Absent mindedly, Lily ran a hand through her dark hair again. She was getting sick of being stuck here, anything even walking out in the snow would be better then being locked up in here. But because of the stupid hex, she wasn’t allowed to leave. She sighed.



ooc: nope, no problem (;
p.s. your word count made me laugh.
word count; 630 exactly without codes.
tag; sirius (:

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[Sirius Orion Black]

as the world falls away,
and I can't find a reason

Sirius could hear the irony in her laugh, maybe Lily Evans had been putting her wages up against the odds of getting stuck in the empty hospital wing with Sirius Black today. Well, she definitely had received her wish, if that was what she wished for which it possibly most likely was not. Sirius knew that she disapproved of most of his actions because at times he was rather extremes about things when it came to hatred due to blood and the like. Not to mention his long running hatred for Slytherin house and all of its occupants, which was something that he reminded people of all to often because nearly every time he got into a fight it was with a Slytherin involved. He was all to eager to beat every single last one of them to a bloody pulp, which was probably why he persisted in such a way -- it was almost as if he had made it his goal to go after them. This was not not entirely the whole truth, he was just trying to be far because half the time the Slytherins picked on the sort of targets that could never stand up much for themselves such as the younger years. They always had the unfair advantage in that sense having more magical knowledge than them and the advantage of larger group of students on their side.

“Got hexed.”

Sirius shook his head silently at Lily's reply as to why she too was sitting in the hospital wing. "You have to start watching your back more Evans." Sirius replied with a smirk that seemed to indicate that he did not at all envy Lily's abilities to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. Certainly Sirius had a knack for the same thing, but mostly this applied when it came to trouble such as getting points taken from his house and ending in fist fights or duels. "They won't be lightening up on you any just because you have the ability to find a Professor that will throw them in detention." Sirius pointed out as an afterthought, his gray eyes were focused on the red head in the bed next to him now even though he was resting his head on the pillow. He was still picking absently at his bleeding lip which seemed to have bled as much as it would for the moment. Sirius was always surprised when it came to Lily and her injuries, which did not even seem to be a result of her not paying attention anymore. For someone so quick with her witty smart remarks she seemed to be falling into a lot of situations where she was getting stuck between two clashing people both armed with wands and a plethora of curses to match. Sirius did not know what the reason was, but when he could help her out or even James and the other marauders they did -- or at least they attempted to. It was not to often that they happened across her, but due to James's secret affections for her, it was perhaps a necessity to try and keep her in at least good working condition.

“How’s the other guy doing? How’re you feeling?”

Sirius let out an almost bark-like chuckle at her next string of questions, "Well he's definitely hanging in there .. err rather onto the ceiling at the moment." His handsome features were now distorted with a few more laughs on his own behalf at his horribly bad joke, mind you Sirius's jokes were normally better than that but at the moment he could not think of much [this was probably due to being hit upside the head so hard]. "Needless to say I got him to stick around by getting him stuck up there and then I cursed the bloody Hell out of him." Sirius said this before adding in quickly, "Don't worry though he definitely deserved it!" It was almost as if to console her that he had not done anything unnecessarily wrong when it came to school regulations, even though dueling in the corridors was generally prohibited. Sirius did not mind breaking as many rules as he pleased but he knew that some people like Lily never appreciated that much. Remus was the same sort, although he would often times participate in their rule breaking antics as well, which had at first surprised Sirius until he got to know Remus better. Remus was definitely the sort to bend the rules when it came to his friends and housemates which made him very good at enforcing the rules most of the time in Sirius's opinion because it did not really spoil the fun at all.

“How’s James?”

Sirius's gaze suddenly retracted from the stone ceiling that had preoccupied his attention for the past few moments as he recounted his epic fight. Did she really just ask about James?, he could barely believe his ears and maybe that was why a small amount of shock and surprise had filtered through his gray eyes and handsome features. He cocked his head a little to the side in an interested manner towards Lily, before replying as smoothly as he could, "Well he sure as bloody Hell wasn't there, so he's fine as far as I know. Why would you ask such a question?" Sirius's tone was light as normal and cheerful and there seemed to be a bit of a spark in his eyes now. He was clearly trying to inadvertantly pursue the subject, this could get interesting.

ooc; sorry it took so long for a reply, midterms this week
words; eight hundred just about, maybe a little more
music; static-x - start a war

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