Prologue
It was a cool autumn's day, and for the most part, for Nevaeh at least, it had been calm and quiet. At the moment she was working on her Defence Against the Dark Arts homework, sitting quite alone in the Gryffindor common room. The sound of her quill against parchment had been very loud until the shrill shriek voice of Lily Evans, which had appeared suddenly in the common room.
"TURN HIM BACK RIGHT NOW POTTER!" She demanded as herself and the infamous James Potter entered the Gryffindor common room, the portrait of the fat lady swung shut behind them.
James' hair was usually a pile of a mess all over his head, and he had only made it look like he had gotten off his broomstick by running his hands through it every so often. And it just so happened that his hand had automatically jumped to his hair just now at this very moment, mostly because he was with Lily.
Nevaeh looked up as the two stood there quarrelling. When James glanced at Nevaeh, she immediately looked down and pretended to write on her workbook.
"Not like he didn't deserve it Evans!" James had said defensively.
"I don't care if he deserved it or not Potter! He's three years younger than you! You can't go around hexing third years for no reason!" Lily was glaring at him with her almond shaped emerald green eyes, to the best of her ability. The glare sent a few shivers down his spine.
"But there was a reason."
"For what? For him being in Slytherin?" She crossed her arms and tapped her foot impatiently on the floor. It felt like she was trying to drill two holes into his head with her eyes.
The no answer from him gave her the answer she needed.
"You think you're so cool, walking around the school with your messy hair, looking like you just got off a broomstick. So many girls swoon at the sight of you. Who would like someone who picks on Slytherins?" She snorted. "You can forget about me ever swooning at the sight of you Potter. All those girls' see is an attractive face, but when I look at you I feel like I want to hurl." And with that, she stormed off into the girls' dorms, heat seeming to radiate off of her body.
James looked humiliated; people were staring at him. Nevaeh felt bad for the poor messy haired boy. She watched him turn on his heel and walk out of the common room. His facial expression reflected someone who had had their heart broken too many times before.
Poor James...She thought with a sad expression on her face. It must suck loving a girl who doesn't love you back.
That's when it hit her. "OW!" She shouted out, earning disgruntled stares from other Gryffindors.
"Oh don't mind me!" She said smiling, "I just got an idea!"
That only increased the weird stares, but Nevaeh hardly noticed. She was used to being stared at like she was an alien of some sort.
It was time to get down to work. Reaching into her bag she pulled out a new piece of parchment, and dipped her quill into her inkwell. She titled the page 101 ways to hitch up James Potter and Lily Evans.
"Come on Prongs. It couldn't have been that bad." Sirius said, trying to reassure his depressed friend who had retired behind the curtains of his four-poster bed. Oh he knew it had been that bad. He had heard it from their dormitory.
Remus and Peter were in the room. They weren't doing much to help James though. He had done this so many times now they really didn't see the point in it. They sat in the corner, playing a game of wizard's chess. "I win again." Remus said in a bored tone. Peter looked downtrodden, "That's eight in a row."
Sirius threw them both a glare for not having sympathy for their depressed friend. Though he to was starting to get sick of this constant one-sided love. James could have nearly every girl in the school, why did he insist on chasing after one that hated him?
"It was that bad. She said she wanted to hurl at the sight of my face." came to muffled reply of James, probably hugging a pillow to his face behind the maroon coloured curtains.
"You're acting like a girl mate."
"Whatever, I'm a heartbroken soul leave me alone." And then a pillow came soaring through the curtains, smacking Sirius in the face.
"Fine then, wallow in your deep depressing pool of sorrow. See if I care, I was going to suggest a prank. But I guess I'll just do it on my own." And with that he left the dormitory, not even sure of what sort of prank he was supposed to do.
"It won't be a very good one. Pranks take planning!" James called after the closing door.
"That's not going to be a very good move." said Remus.
5. Lock them up in the same room till they can finally stand to be around each other... or tear each other apart...
6. Tie Lily to a rabid Hippogriff and tell James about it so he can save her, and she'll fall madly in love with him-
"What're you doing?"
An extremely not imaginary voice came from behind Nevaeh. She looked up to see Sirius Black looking over her shoulder, trying to read what she was writing. She self-consciously covered up the parchment, glaring at him. "None of your business."
"Aww, come on, don't be like that." Sirius said, his eyes still watching the parchment in which Nevaeh's hands were still covering. Why in the world was he talking to her? He must've known that she was the weirdest girl in their year. Borderline crazy. Yes, that was what most people called her behind her back.
"If you must know, I'm writing down my plans to take over the world. Not going to let Voldemort have all the fun you know." She said in a very serious tone. No, she most definitely wasn't going to let old Voldy have all the fun.
Many gasps were heard around the room, and Sirius chuckled a bit.
"Don't laugh! What would happen if I wasn't joking and it actually happened huh? Who do you think I would enslave first? That first year over there, who hasn't done anything to me?" She pointed to a random first year, who looked rather scared, and bolted up the stairs within seconds of being pointed at, "Or you, Mr. Attractive Pants, who laughed at my obscenely strange plans."
"What's your name?" Sirius -I don't know the name of my fellow Gryffindor who has all my classes with me- Black asked.
Nevaeh rolled her eyes. Had he really been that blind of her existence? She shook her head at the black haired boy, a little surprised that not even the so-called 'boy-who-knew-everything-about-Hogwarts' had known her name.
"Sirius Black! The boy who snogs anything and everything with breasts does not know a girl's name?"
Sirius stared blankly at her. What she said had made no sense whatsoever. "What does it matter who I snog with? And what does not knowing your name have to do with it?" Sirius asked clearly confused, while still trying to see through her fingers on the parchment.
"Absolutely nothing! What are you talking about?" Nevaeh asked as she pulled the book with the parchment - with her ways to get James and Lily together on it - up to her chest.
"Ok you're really confusing me..." Sirius mentioned, scratching his head. "Can you just tell me your name?"
"Nevaeh Plympton."
"Nice to meet you!" Sirius grinned, acting as if nothing strange had been said before.
Nevaeh rolled her eyes again.
"Ok, so what are you really planning?"
"I told you! I'm planning to take over the world!" She explained, growing tired of this conversation.
"Planning to take over the world? Ha! I'll bet all my chocolate frog wizards cards that you're lying. What're you really planning?" He demanded. He folded his arms across his chest and tossed back his head, forcing his hair out of his eyes. At the moment, he looked attractive to every girl in the room, apart from Nevaeh.
"Do you not believe me?
"No! Come off it! Do you really think that I'd believe that you, just a small girl would take over the world?" Sirius laughed.
Nevaeh, however, grinned. "Of course you think I would. I mean I'll get my socks to help me!"
"Your socks?" Sirius fought back a laugh. Yes, this might've been why he didn't ask her for her name before. She was the strange one as he had been told.
"Yes my socks! There's Bill and Jenice!" Nevaeh said as she named them off with her fingers.
"You only have two socks?"
"No! They're just the only ones that talk to me." Nevaeh was actually having a hard time believing he was still talking to her. Why was he? Didn't he realize by now that was a complete and utter freak?
"Your socks talk to you?"
"Sure, wear 'em long enough and they'll start developing a personality of their own." She said coldly. He was taking her away from her James and Lily set up plans. She couldn't write them with him around.
"That's just gross."
"That's what you think. You actually have friends to talk to. You don't need to create an entire new species of animal to be your friend." She gathered up her stuff in her arms and dropped it into her bag. "Now if you excuse me, I must be going. My plans to take over the world await and I can't get much done with you distracting me."
The borderline crazy girl slung her bag around her shoulder and walked out through the portrait hole, not having to duck her head like most students did. She had never liked Sirius Black much, him being the cause of much of the cat fights around the school. And now that he had talked to her she would probably be picked on more than usual.