"𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐥𝗼𝗼𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝗼 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆, 𝐈 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 - 𝑰 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒘."
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Selene Black is the younger and only sister of Sirius Black, born the year Sirius ran away from home. After her other brother and her parents die, and Sirius is impri...
A/N: this chapter is going to be one hell of a ride. 🤭
But anyways, enjoy :))
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When I opened my eyes the next morning after one of the most amazing nights I've ever had in my life, Remus leaned over to kiss me awake, but I quickly put my hand over my mouth.
"Morning breath." I shook my head, making him laugh softly before I rolled out of bed and stumbled toward the bathroom.
There was a sort of sickening feeling in my stomach and I let out a low grimace. I felt abruptly nauseous. Was it one of the joke candy the twins gave me yesterday? Suddenly the strange sensation grew into a lump in my throat and I desperately wanted to let it out.
Ugh — definitely the only choice I had.
Bending down and tensely gripping the sides of the toilet, my whole body hurled itself forward. Immediately flushing it away, I sat on the bathroom floor, breathing heavily and beads of sweat trickled down my forehead.
"Sweetheart?" Remus rushed in quickly, kneeling down beside me. "Are you alright?"
I nodded my head very quickly.
"You don't look good, perhaps you need medicine?" he asked me, wiping my sweat with a towel.
"I'm completely fine," I breathed. "Rem, w-what did I have for dinner last night?"
He thought for a while. "Oh, uhm- after we – you know –" he chuckled to himself. "You asked for chocolate and a glass of milk. You were perfectly fine last night, is there something else you had?"
"It's probably the candy I bought or a stomach bug. Maybe I just need breakfast." I mumbled.
"Are you sure you're fine? How about I ask Mad-Eye to give you a day off again?" he suggested, standing up before I yanked his arm.
"No need for that, I can't bear to lose this job. So please leave me alone." I said miserably, pushing him outside.
"But in sickness and in health remember –"
"We can talk about it later." I told him firmly, shutting the door.
I looked at myself in the large mirror.
This was gonna be a tough day.
When I got off the shower, I felt a lot more better yet the tiredness was still crawling around. He was by the stove, preparing breakfast. The aroma in the kitchen was quite appealing to me.
"What's for breakfast?" I inspected, inhaling the delicious smell.
"Er- Molly brought us chicken yesterday. Go first if you'd like, I'm not hungry yet." he replied, handing me a plate. The smell was enough to make my mouth water and in a split second, I suddenly felt hungry than before, making me take about three pieces.
