Forever Young ~ evening before graduation June 1978 {open}
Jul 20, 2024 0:47:11 GMT
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Post by Sirius Black on Jul 20, 2024 0:47:11 GMT
This was it. They had made it through school mostly unscathed and in the morning they would be attending their graduation ceremony; officially marking the end of their time at Hogwarts. This place had been like a sanctuary in his formative years. He had met his best mates here. Forged friendships and connections that would last lifetimes. Established rivals and bitter enemies. He had grown up at Hogwarts, raised as much – if not more – by the professors and staff than he had by his own parents. Seven long years ago he had come here as a boy and soon he’d be leaving as a man. What else was there to do with their last nights at this glorious castle than to celebrate!
Bonfire lit. Fairylights strung up in the surrounding trees. Friends gathered. Drinks poured.
In the distance the groundkeeper’s hut was visible, a light in the window reminding them that they were being monitored, if even from a distance, but Sirius paid the half-giant no mind. A punchline was delivered behind him and a roar of laughter from a group erupted, but he’d not caught the set up and anyway it likely wasn’t as funny as one of his own jokes. Sirius grinned as he passed a cold beer to Mary, his platonic date for the evening, and watched as his coupled friends danced with their paramours; music filling the clearing at the edge of the forest.
Resting his arms on his knees, he scanned the group, wondering if his brother and his mates would show up. No doubt they had heard of the party, and while Reggie was a year younger, he did run with a gang that had plenty of kids in their seventh year. Would they care to celebrate their mutual achievement or show up just to cause trouble? Reg might have come alone if Sirius had thought to invite him privately, but it wasn’t until this moment, as the sky overhead grew darker and the fire glowed in front of him, that he’d even considered that the Slytherin boy might have said yes. The thought came and went just as quickly, and Sirius drank deep from his bottle. Regulus was too scared of what his friends thought of him to be seen with Sirius and his mates anymore. Long gone were those days, and Sirius told himself it was alright.
Another uproarious laughter broke him of his reverie and once again there was nothing to do but enjoy their remaining time with the people they all cared about. Pulling himself off the ground, Sirius extended his free hand to Mary.
he purred as if asking her for a waltz in a ballroom instead of a riotous frolic to rock music. Peter and Daisy looked to be having far too much fun for Sirius to sit this one out.
Bonfire lit. Fairylights strung up in the surrounding trees. Friends gathered. Drinks poured.
In the distance the groundkeeper’s hut was visible, a light in the window reminding them that they were being monitored, if even from a distance, but Sirius paid the half-giant no mind. A punchline was delivered behind him and a roar of laughter from a group erupted, but he’d not caught the set up and anyway it likely wasn’t as funny as one of his own jokes. Sirius grinned as he passed a cold beer to Mary, his platonic date for the evening, and watched as his coupled friends danced with their paramours; music filling the clearing at the edge of the forest.
Resting his arms on his knees, he scanned the group, wondering if his brother and his mates would show up. No doubt they had heard of the party, and while Reggie was a year younger, he did run with a gang that had plenty of kids in their seventh year. Would they care to celebrate their mutual achievement or show up just to cause trouble? Reg might have come alone if Sirius had thought to invite him privately, but it wasn’t until this moment, as the sky overhead grew darker and the fire glowed in front of him, that he’d even considered that the Slytherin boy might have said yes. The thought came and went just as quickly, and Sirius drank deep from his bottle. Regulus was too scared of what his friends thought of him to be seen with Sirius and his mates anymore. Long gone were those days, and Sirius told himself it was alright.
Another uproarious laughter broke him of his reverie and once again there was nothing to do but enjoy their remaining time with the people they all cared about. Pulling himself off the ground, Sirius extended his free hand to Mary.
