goodbye, a p a t h y [madie, bring sirius]

[mary]

stop there and let me correct it ,
i wanna live a life from a new perspective

Boredom. Such was the state of a female Gryffindor sixth year, and she wasn't the least bit happy about it. The female let out an annoyed sigh as she made her way through the nearly deserted grounds. On a Saturday morning, most students would allow themselves the luxury of sleeping in, so the castle would be mostly deserted until mid-morning. Mary, being the nocturnal person she was, normally belonged with that crowd, sleeping throughout the morning and waking up near lunch time, only to drag herslef down to the Great Hall and eat. And then, she'd probably spend the rest of the day in a semi-comatose state, just lazying around and being unproductive. Until night came and she finally decided to work, thus repeating the cycle on Sunday.

So why was this creature of weird sleeping patterns making her way to the lake on this early Saturday morning? Well, it was precisely because her sleeping patterns were weird, that her body decided it had deemed sleep unnecessary for that day and she had found herself wide awake at a godforsaken hour in the morning. The female had twisted and turned in her bed, a feeble attempt to go back to sleep, but it was of no avail. Sleep seemed to have forsaken her, and so, Mary had no other option but to get out of bed. Oh joy.

After getting dressed, the sixteen year old gathered some items she deemed necessary for the day - her sketchbook and drawing material along with the book she'd been reading the previous night - shoved them into her bag and stepped out of the room, tying her hair into a loose braid as she made her way down the stairs. As expected, she was greeted with an empty Common Room. Not that it mattered much, as she quickly stepped through the portrait hole. Once outside, Mary steered herself towards the lake, not really bothering to grab some food first.

The walk towards the lake was a calm one, the silence only broken by the steady crunch of leaves under her boot-clad feet. Once she finally arrived to her destination, Mary tossed her bag aside and plopped down on the grassy ground next to a tree. As she started up at it's branches, the female couldn't help but think it had been a long time since she had last climbed a tree and wondered if she still could do it. And so it begun. Getting back up and taking of her jacket, the female circled the tree searching for a good place to start. Hoisting herself to one of the lowest branches was harder than what she remembered as a child, but with time she managed to do it.

Moving about with caution, the female managed to find a comfortable enough place, where she could lean against the tree trunk. Now all she had to do was bring her things up with a...

Shit.

She had left her wand inside her bag.

you come along because i love your face ,
and i'll admire your expensive taste
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tagged sirius words word count here outfit jeans, t-shirt and a jacket notes i don't even know. this is weird, sorry status finished template nixxy of CAUTION 2.0

[madie]

TELL ME THAT YOU'VE GOT EVERYTHING YOU WANT
&& Y O U R B I R D C A N S I N G
BUT YOU DON'T GET ME, YOU DON'T GET ME

It was silent. Well, as silent as it could be with the wake of the day. The morning had always been Sirius favorite time of day, the sound of birds and skimming rocks on water being the soundtrack of his waking. His early morning runs had become a thing of routine, an everyday occurrence. Sometimes James would accompany him... or Frank or Lucas, but mostly he ran alone. It was a chance to clear his head, a chance to think things over. He thought of nothing in particular, mostly of homework or pranking- but sometimes he thought of something important. Of a girl, several girls... what the hell he was doing with his life. Not that he had any intention of stopping.

Moony said he was breaking girls’ hearts, but the sad truth of the matter was... he wasn’t. People came to Sirius Black for one reason, and one reason only, to get laid. Nobody expected anything more of him, and why would they?

Shaking the god forsaken thought from his head, Sirius continued to run along the back. His feet pounded hard against the shrub, head still buzzing. Merlin he was being such a killjoy lately. What was wrong with him? He needed to pull a prank or something, chase tail. It simply wasn’t natural. Sirius Black didn’t think negatively!

Picking up the pace a little, the boy pumped his body harder, his heart beating firm against his ribs. His chest was bare, shorts flapping in the wind. He was showing off of course, just as he always did. He couldn’t risk being seen in a tracksuit after all, not even in the cold. He’d quicker freeze than be caught in a tracksuit. You couldn’t see his abs through a hoodie... and he hardly felt comfortable in fleece pants.

Coming to a halt beside the lake, Sirius leant back against the tree, breath creating clouds in the air. He bent, doubled over, running his hand over an invisible scar on his wrist. Had it not been for the glamour charm, the cut would have been blatantly obvious, much like all the other stupid scars over his body. He couldn’t quite remember how he’d gotten this one... he had been young. All he knew was that there was no negative memories associated with it. He tended to remember those. Sirius could vaguely remember being showered in cutlery first, after having been tugging on the tablecloth.

Perhaps that had been it...

tagging Maccers <33
words that many
lyrics your bird can sing by the beatles
notes ummm... YAY!
credits this was made by brooke !