"What is WRONG with you?" I screamed.
"What the hell are you talking about?" He shouted back at me.
"YOU, you ignorant PRAT, are the one that started all of this!" I poked him in the chest.
"You're the one that decided to make me start coming out in boils!" He yelled, shoving me backwards.
"Well, YOU'RE the one that turned my hair green!"
"That was revenge!"
"For WHAT, exactly?"
"For giving me a third arm!"
"Well, that was revenge TOO!"
"For what?"
"For making me stand up in the middle of the train station and start moo-ing!"
"Well, THAT--"
"Would you two just SHUT UP?" Lily pushed her way in between us and shoved us apart.
"HOW CAN I SHUT UP?? LOOK AT ME!! I HAVE GREEN HAIR, PINK LEGS, BLUE CHEEKS AND BLOODY TENTACLES COMING OUT OF MY BLOODY HEAD!" I screamed.
"SHE'S GOT IT EASY!! I HAVE THREE ARMS, BOILS ALL OVER MY FACE, AND I'M WEARING A SKIRT FOR GOD'S SAKE!!"
"Well, it suits you." I sniffed, suddenly deciding not to yell. "It brings out your feminine side. Wait, there IS no feminine side, because there's no masculine side to go with it!"
"Take. That. Back." Sirius Black growled, pushing Lily aside and coming closer.
I looked him dead in the eye and said, "Make me."
He tackled me and we were off again. I snarled, and bit his arm as hard as I could, while he yanked my hair and pulled my head back. Then I kneed him.
Yeah, there.
"Autumn!" Lily stood over us, her eyes blazing. "Get up and get back in the compartment. Now."
"What are you looking at?" I snarled at a frightened third year.
She squeaked and ran back into her compartment.
I flashed one more vicious look at Black, lifting a leg up to kick him again, but Lily pushed me inside our compartment and locked the door.
Then she turned around and let loose.
"For FIVE YEARS I have had to put up with this, for FIVE YEARS you two have been fighting, for FIVE YEARS you two have been punching each other LEFT AND RIGHT and never stopping, for FIVE YEARS--"
"Lily, I think she gets it." Amy said, standing up and covering her mouth with her hand. "Besides, you can't talk. We've had to put up with you and James for six!"
"But this is different!" She cried. "I don't punch Potter in the face! And I most certainly do not hex him!"
"True." She said thoughtfully. "Tua?"
"Black is an idiot. I have no more to say on the matter." I told her, putting on one of my famous I-don't-care-so-why-do-you-even-bother-talking-about-him looks.
"Yes, well, he's an idiot that you practically killed." Lily huffed.
"Who wants to waste breath talking about him?" I asked her, a look of disgust on my face. "Could you just turn me back, please?"
With a roll of her eyes, and a twitch of her wand, I was back to my normal self, with my curly black hair, too big black eyes, vampire-pale skin and with no tentacles coming out of my head.
"Anyway, we're almost at school. So we should get dressed. Lily, do you know where my sneakers are?" I asked her, as I started looking under the seats. "Damn it, where are they?"
"Got em!" Amy called, as she held up a pair of hideously pink and purple sneakers. I mean, they had FLOWERS growing out of them.
"BLACK!!"
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The sorting ceremony was extremely long this year, and I was absolutely starving. The hat's song was practically unbearable as well, but mostly because all through the ceremony, Lily was shooting daggers at me with her eyes.
Personally, I thought my Bat-Bogey Hex was actually quite good.
When all the first-years had sat down, Dumbledore made his usual speech, adding in a couple of jokes to help the nervous first-years settle down.
And when he reminded us about sneaking off into the Forbidden Forest, I didn't miss the look he directed, however twinkly-eyed, at Black, Potter, Remus and Peter.
The infamous Marauders.
How I disliked them. Or at least, most of them. There was really only one that I truly hated. Out of the four, the one that I liked the best was, surprisingly, Peter. I genuinely felt sorry for the kid. I mean, all the others were, much as I hated to say it, somewhat good looking. This kid had pale blond hair that was barely existent, watery blue eyes, and a nose that reminded me of a rat. But he just wanted to be 'cool', so he stuck with the Marauders.
I suppose that I could tolerate Remus. He was, out of the four, the nicest, and least stuck-up. But I couldn't stand that he always stood by and let his friends get away with so much. He had been a prefect! And sometimes, he had even been part of the less-than-funny pranks his friends had pulled. I couldn't help but suspect that he was actually the mastermind behind some of the more ingenious pranks.
Because it was obvious no one else in the group had anything in their heads resembling brains.
Then there was Potter. He was, as Lily righteously called him, a bully and a toe-rag. He was insufferable and seemed to have it in for Severus Snape. He asked Lily out almost every day, and it was driving her insane.
I really couldn't blame her.
But he was good-looking, had (though I can't believe it) top grades after Lily herself and Remus, and to top the whole thing off, was rich. Filthy rich. So it wasn't really a surprise that he was one of the most 'eligible' bachelors in Hogwarts.
And then, of course, there was Black. He was the bane of my existence. I couldn't stand this particular Marauder. He was arrogant, handsome, and, above all, stupid. Unfortunately, these traits seemed to attract girls, like flies around a rotting piece of meat.
And he was definitely the rotting piece of meat.
Once, a long time ago, he had hurt me beyond even the largest stretch of any perverse imagination, and I couldn't forgive him for it. And in retaliation, I had done some pretty unimaginable things to him too.
I suppose you could see why every time we came within a mile of each other we started fighting.
And that was sort of how I was known at Hogwarts. The only girl, literally, that couldn't stand Sirius Black. Because of my standoffish behavior, my rather cold appearance, and my inability to appreciate what was regularly described as 'the prime piece of meat' of Hogwarts, I was labeled 'Ice Queen' of Hogwarts.
And I was only too painfully reminded of it when the feast started.
"Careful." I heard a third year whisper into the ear of a recently sorted first-year. "That's Autumn Samuels. You don't want to get on the bad side of her, she'll eat you alive!"
I realized that it was the third-year I had snapped at on the train.
The little first-year glanced nervously at me and then snapped around. "She's glaring at me!" I heard him whimper.
Was I glaring? I hadn't been meaning to.
"Come on, Tua." I heard Amy call me.
"Sure, one minute." I stuffed another éclair into my mouth and got up from the table.
"Keep going, why don't you stuff another pastry in there?" I heard someone sneer behind me.
I turned around slowly, having picked up another éclair. "Oh no." I said sweetly, swallowing. "Why would I want to do that? I wouldn't want to be greedy. So here, have some!" At the last two words, I smushed the chocolate bun into his robes, rubbing it in.
I stepped back, wiping off my hands with a satisfied look on my face, loving the shock on his.
"What are you doing?" I heard Lily's terrified whisper. "Do you want to get detention on our first day back?"
I couldn't reply because a raspberry doughnut had landed on my face, effectively impairing my ability to speak.
But I didn't need to speak to pick up a handful of pumpkin pie and throw it at Black's head. And it made quite a pretty pattern in his hair. The orange and black went perfectly.
So of course a food fight started. People were throwing things everywhere, and when a rather sharp looking steak knife landed two inches from my hand, I decided it was high time to get out of there.
I grabbed Lily and Amy's hands and dragged them forward with me, doing my best to dodge the food that was being thrown.
Glancing sideways, I noticed that Black and his friends were doing the same.
But luck just wasn't on my side today, because when we were just two yards from the door leading to the Gryffindor tower, we were stopped by a pair of emerald heels.
I looked up, dreading the face I knew would be accompanying it.
"Why hello Minerva!" I heard Black say false cheerily. "Fancy meeting you here! I love the new scarf by the way, is it new?"
I glanced at McGonagall's face and couldn't help but groan. She wasn't wearing a scarf.
"I'm not wearing a scarf, Mister Black. That is my neck." She said stiffly.
I looked at her nostrils. They were huge. We were totally in for it.
"O-oh." I heard Black, the idiot, falter.
"Come with me, Black, Samuels. To my office." She pointed menacingly at the direction.
But we didn't need it. We knew our way there well enough.
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Sooooooooooo. How did you like it? Is it good? Please tell me, cuz I wanna know if I should bother continuing…thanx!!
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P.S- Tua is Amy and Lily's nickname for Autumn. It's the first three letters of her name spelled backwards…don't ask, it's a long story…