Ahh, Sweet Madness | Mai

[sirius orion black]

“You’d be surprised how differently things seem when you change the way you look at them,” Sirius defended jokingly, shaking his head slightly. Obviously, this was not something he actually believed. Things were always the same no matter how often or differently you looked at them. Maybe Sirius was just too much of a literal person (something that would be difficult to believe if you didn’t know him considering the amount of sarcasm that spewed from his mouth throughout the day). He was very good at taking things at face value. Perhaps this was why he was so quick to fall into house rivalries and so unforgiving. Then again, his experiences did have a lot to do with it.

Family was a topic the boy should always avoid thinking of. After all, Sirius was supposed to be the fun-loving party animal. This wasn’t to say that he wasn’t, of course… that was definitely one large aspect of his personality; he just didn’t like to show the world that there was actually some depth to the Gryffindor, so he tried concealing it by ignoring the important things. Perhaps it was a stupid way to deal with his problems, but what did it really matter? No one seemed to notice, and he was generally a happy person. Happier than most.

”Not that hard,” Sirius agreed with a grin, happy for the distraction. Her anger was endlessly amusing to the boy… which, when he thought about it, probably wasn’t a good thing, but he couldn’t help it. In all honesty, he wondered if whoever it was hadn’t been trying to knock her into the lake. I mean, you generally flew rather high otherwise it defeated the purpose of flying. He wouldn’t bring it up, though, in case the thought hadn’t crossed her mind.

”Ahh , Filch,” the boy said with a smirk. Well, he’d tried avoiding it, but there it was. ”Let’s hope it trips him up a bit too.” It may have been a bit of a tasteless joke, but Sirius didn’t really care about that. If she had to fall into the lake and then onto something that was slightly less soft… twice… well, something good should at least have come of it.

[maia-lynn faith hart]

Mai smiled shyly at him. "I wouldn't mind a new perspective on a couple of things." Her parents for one, she wished she didn't feel so horribly guilty over it, that she didn't wish that they had survived instead of her. Her brother for another, she wished she wasn't so jealous of how easy it was for him to move on. And Sirius, she wished she didn't see him the way she did, that she wasn't so completely infatuated with him. She hated it, she was the sarcastic snappy girl, not the lovesick shy girl.

"I know! Right!" She said, as he replied to her question about the flying. "And let me tell you something, that lake was bloody freezing! I wouldn't surprised if I ended up getting pneumonia!" Okay so this was good, she was talking to him and no stutter, though she was still staring at her feet.

She smiled slightly at her comment about Filch. "Yeah, that man has got it in for me, he hates me because I have a habit of knocking things over. A lot, which makes a mess. It's not my fault really though, I'm terminally clumsy, it's hereditary, I get it from my mu-." She cut off, biting her lip. God, she hated talking about her mother, it only ever made her miss her even more, she hated talking about her almost as much as she hated it when her family compared her to her, it was horrible, how they always said that they looked alike and how they acted so alike. They were wrong, Mona Hart had been a brave, kind woman, and Mai was nothing compared to her.

[sirius orion black]

”I’m sure you wouldn’t be the only one,” Sirius assured her. He imagined there were several things in life that most people wanted to change. Even he, as near perfect as he was, had those not-so-perfect elements in his life. His family, for example. In turn, he would’ve liked to change some of his childhood - most of his childhood – but he knew that that was not exactly an option. After all, if he’d had the perfect life, the boy probably wouldn’t have been who he was, and that was one thing he’d not soon change. Besides, harboring regrets was a pointless waste of energy. Sure, it was the easy thing to do, but dwelling on the past was in no way productive because there wasn’t anything you could do about it once it was over. Maybe it was hard, but Sirius always tried to let go of those things and pay attention to what mattered.

Sirius chuckled slightly when she went on to talk about the lake before the conversation turned back to Filch. ”As far as I can tell, he’s got it out for everyone, so at least you aren’t alone,” he told her with a shrug. He wasn’t sure as to whether or not that was true, but he couldn’t really see the man acting warmly towards another human being (and that wasn’t really something he wanted to picture, so he would just resort to assumptions).

Sirius noticed, of course, the way she paused when talking about her mother, but he wouldn’t mention it. Chances were, it wasn’t something that she would want to talk about with someone she hardly knew, and even if she did, he had a feeling that person wouldn’t be as apathetic as Sirius. He wasn’t exactly known for his kindness, after all, and there were some things that you just preferred to keep to yourself. Sirius, for example, hated talking to his friends about his feelings. It seemed such a girly thing to do, and for him to get into the habit, well, that would just make him pathetic, wouldn’t it? Besides, when did talking about things ever make them better? They couldn’t change anything anymore than he could.