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Stay the way you are, by Si-lee
(translated by Padfootsmate)
It is surely already half past three. An empty crate of beer, a burnt down candle... The last tired jokes are jumping down the balcony, but it is already too early to go home.
Once again two boys were sitting in one of the backmost corners of the „Hog´s Head“. Both had an almost empty pitch of butterbeer standing in front of them and stared into the glassy eyes of their counterpart. They had been sitting here for hours, laughing together, telling stories or simply remained silent and got lost in their own thoughts.
Once again we have discussed the sense of life and its joys, there are four of us by now, because the two of us have been standing beside ourselves for so long.
Sirius looked at James. What was he thinking about right now? Judging from the twinkle in his eyes, it must be Lily, who was floating through his mind. How long had they been talking about that subject today and how long had he tried to make James give up on her. But James was really thrilled by her, not the way it usually was, when he had found yet another girl he liked. Being it a blond one with light blue eyes and a breathtaking way of walking; or the small, delicate Hufflepuff with the big bust size- he was able to play with all of them all, like a cat playing with mice- only Lily Evans was different. Too beautiful to give her a hard time, too proud to show her that he really loved her and too smart, to make it too easy for James, like the other girls did. She was more of an especially swift, Golden Snitch to him- in one of the most important games- that was always flying just a tad ahead... But just as stubborn as he was playing Quidditch he was stubborn fighting for Lily, to finally be able to hold the victory of his dreams, the woman of his dreams, in his arms.
I think my beer is moldy, I´m growing sentimental. I only have this one good advise for you:
James groaned, yes Sirius was and is a really good friend, almost like a brother, who was looking out for him, who warned him before he´d slide over the edge, but also one, who would let him run against the wall again and again to prove him wrong! It was Sirius only with whom he could talk easily about everyone and everything. Remus and Peter were good listeners, good at laughing with him, but only Sirius Black, the boy he´d hated so much at the beginning, was able to understand him indeed.
Stay the way you are, let everything be just the way it is. The way you are. Just stay the way you are.
Sirius gazed at James. They both started talking at the same time, cut it off and laughed shortly, feeling caught and again silence settled over them, leading them into the vastness of thought and emotion.
Your luxury is, one of todays rare features, a genuine own opinion, which is never simple and which one won´t forget so fast. I´m far from sharing it every time, but I always want to hear it.
Yes, that was the way Peter was. Always quiet but when he said something, then the three of them used to think about it alot. He simply was the emergency break, when both of them were too focused on their next revenge. Sirius was glad that they had Peter. He was plain, sometimes too plain, but always there to help him. Being the way he had always imagined friends to be.
In those years past we have both been at each others throats sometimes. Do you have time for me? I need to get out of here.
Remembering their starting time here at Hogwarts, the constant cross-talk, one duel or another, he felt really old. Those things were long ago, almost long enough that it was getting hard to remember. But when he needed James, when he simply didn´t get any further, he always found some time for him. How often had they used the secret passageways to get here, into the Hog´s Head? How often had they locked themselves up for hours in an old classroom or in the room of requirements, simply to talk? Very often James had given him, Sirius, the feeling back, that he was worth something, that he had friends and that he could count on those... and that he didn´t have to drown in dark thoughts.
The women are just as steady as the weather is in April. The way you listen, the way you dance through life- I only have this one good advise for you:
The way he walked through life, with straight shoulders that were carrying so much weight, but still he always had a smile on his lips, always an encouraging sentence, when Lily had once again turned him down... It hadn´t been clear to him for a long time what he had found in Sirius and for long he had feared that they would simply take Sirius away from him. But that had been when he simply hadn´t known him well enough. If Sirius liked someone, if he was a friend to someone, Sirius would virtually do everything for him...
Stay the way you are, let everything be just the way it is. The way you are. Just stay the way you are.
Again they stirred almost simultaneously, looked at each other and took another gulp from their pitches. They smiled, considering if their counterpart was thinking the same, not wanting to be the one to speak it out aloud.
If you wouldn´t exist I had to reinvent you. Then I would be rich. And you would be patented. I could even get over the fact, that you give a damn about soccer.
If it wouldn´t be for him, where would he be? What would have happened if they hadn´t been in the same house, if Sirius would´ve ended up with his relatives or if they had never shared their funny pranks, serious words and their best experiences? Everybody would have wished for such a friend, one you only needed to look at, one who understood every gaze. Surely, James would have been missed in Sirius´ life. Sirius would have had noone who gave him new courage, new ideas or simply the feeling of friendship. Just as James´ life would have taken a dull course with noone there who would try to explain Lily, who would live with him through the most boring classes, with whom he could laugh.
Stay the way you are,... I don´t know if I would get any further, if I had to do without you...
Sirius emptied his pitch, looked into James´ eyes and whispered: „If you wouldn´t be with me I would be sitting in front of the window again, dreaming of a friend like you.“ James smiled, his gaze revealed everything, all of his thoughts...
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