January 16th, 2005

Due South

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This is starting to get annoying.

In addition to being sick and missing almost all my classes last week, I also managed to burn myself and hit my head. Both still hurt, which is more than a bit annoying. I mean, it's been years since I last hit my head, but isn't supposed to feel better three days later?

Plus, as better as I was feeling yesterday, I'm feeling nauseated again today. And utterly exhausted. Blah to this bug.
Due South

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"And for the world I've helped to create. A world in which I allow my intelligence and goodwill to be constantly subverted by my pursuit of comfort and pleasure. And because knowing all of this, it is doubtful that given a second chance to make amends for my despicable behaviour, I would do anything different, for I find it easier to tell myself the story of my failure as a friend, as a human being, than to have to live the story of making the sustained effort to help."

"The truth about stories is that that's all we are."

Thomas King, The Truth about Stories
Due South

Drabble: Late

Late
Word Count: 100
Pairing: Lily/Sirius
Written for this week's hp100 challenge: late. I don't know why I decided to write Lily/Sirius.


Lily reluctantly broke the kiss. “It’s late. We should head back.”

Sirius nodded. “Someone might notice. If my family--"

Lily cut him off. “Your family. It’s always about them. Sometimes I wonder if that’s why we’re dating, because they’d hate it.”

“You know that’s not true.”

“Do I? We can’t get through one night without you mentioning them.”

“That’s because--"

“It doesn’t matter why, just that it happens! And unless it stops, we’re through. I’m sorry, Sirius. I just can’t do this. Not anymore.”

Sirius watched Lily leave, wondering why his family ruined everything, even those things they didn’t touch.