AN: So...new story :) This wasn't the one I was planning on starting but it kind of attacked me in the middle of the night. Inspired by the Escape the Fate song and the works of xyellowconverse.

Gorgeous Nightmare

1.

I groaned as threw my arm over my face to shield my eyes from the light, rolling over in what I had thought was my double bed at home, only to crash to the dormitory floor.

'Fuck' I cursed, untangling myself from the bed sheets and throwing them haphazardly back onto the bed. It was a bad omen, I was sure of it.

'Jinx? That you?'

See? I was right. Bad omens follow me around. I would never get back to sleep now.

'Yeah Lily – fell out of bed again.'

My red haired friend grinned sleepily and I mentally noted that she was blessed that James Potter was nowhere to be seen because it was the kind of grin that would see him in a cold shower until he was thirty – it was the side of Lily that none but her dorm mates knew. Me and her were called The Virgin Whores because you'd be hard pressed to find anyone in the castle with dirtier minds than me and the new head girl but no one quite knew just how sick we could get when we wanted to. I had no doubts that some of the things we said could even see the Marauders squirming uncomfortably.

'You've got to stop with these dreams honey, they're going to kill you.'

I threw my pillow across the room, laughing as her slow reactions saw her smacked square in the face. Within minutes it had broken into full-scale warfare and Hogwarts new Head boy came barging into the dorm thinking that we were being attacked.

The scene before him was one that I was sure his wet dreams were made of – a pyjama-clad Lily Evans having a pillow fights with four other girls, none of whole were unattractive.

That was one thing our year wasn't lacking – good looking birds. I think every one of us was at least pretty in one way or another. Lily was just flat out gorgeous; Marlene McKinnon was your sultry, borderline hooker temptress; Alice Prewitt had that warm-hearted charm about her; Mary McDonald was the bubbly, giggling girl that could always be counted on to cheer you up and I was the girl that your mother warned you about.

No, not the one with the big tits and the five inch heels that only wants your money. The other one – the dark, sassy one with a flair for dramatics and a tongue like a knife. I'm a good person, honest! I just... let my mouth run away with me.

And I never sat still. It pissed people off to no end but I just can't sit still.

Still, back to James – he had come running into the dorm expecting bloodshed and gore, only to find feathers flying everywhere and his mates giving him a good ribbing over being overprotective.

Marlene was the first off of her bed when she saw the gathered Marauders.

'Hey Sirius, have a good summer?'

I rolled my eyes behind her back – she's been trying to bed Sirius Black, ladies man of Hogwarts, since third year and she's never managed it yet. I'm pretty sure that the only girls he hasn't so much as snogged were Me, Marlene and Lily.

God only knows what he had against Marlene but Lily was the love of James' life and I was the only girl on the Quidditch team and I doubt James would take kindly to any bad blood between his two beaters.

I saluted the boys tiredly as I tried not to laugh at Marlene trying to chat up Sirius. He was actually paying attention this time – maybe she would finally shag him and be done with it.

I, however, wanted a shower because I didn't much fancy walking down to breakfast with all these feathers in my hair.

It was the first day of my last year at Hogwarts and I found myself near to breaking down in the shower as I realised that I was never going to come back after this. Hogwarts had been my home for so long and to realise that I would never have this place again tore me right up. I don't get teary about much but Hogwarts held such beautiful, special memories for me that walking away from it all would be the hardest thing I would ever face. Still, I had this year to make my mark and to make sure that, even though I was leaving physically, a memory would always remain.

'Hey! Gates! You still in there?'

I frowned at the male voice coming from the dorm as I padded out of the shower wrapped in one of the large burgundy towels.

'Yeah, what is it?'

'I was wondering if I could have a word when you got out...I need a favour!'

I sighed, I couldn't tell who it was though the thick walls of the bathroom but I would put money on it being James wanting me to help Lily fall for him.

'Give me a minute to get dressed then!'

I had never been one for out-and-out rule breaking. I was always the sort of person who would push the boundaries of what was allowed just far enough, with a bright smile and big eyes.

I had played a few pranks in my time but they had been simple.

I had gotten into my fair share of duels but, then again, everyone had.

I had been pulled out of more than a few fisticuffs moments before teachers arrived and I was a right terror when it came to uniform but there was never enough evidence or enough of a reason to punish me.

I was a slightly better than average student and I could breeze ahead in class without drawing excessive attention to my skills like Lily. I could have joined her as top of the class if I could bother to study properly – exams were different, I wasn't about to let my teenage laziness ruin my chance at a good job, but in general I worked with minimal effort.

All in all, I was untouchable.

I tugged my fitted black jeans on before reaching over to find my black shirt only to discover that I hadn't brought it in with me. I swore under my breath as I realised that I would have to walk out of here in only my jeans, multiple belts and red and gold bra – house colours as well, aren't I a proud little Gryffindor.

It was only James though – he only had eyes for Lily and I'd been seen in a sports bra plenty of times at Quidditch practice.

Still, it was Monday morning and I was tired. I dried my hair as quickly as I could, leaving it in long black curls with a mean fringe that usually hid my bright blue eyes from the world. I learned at an early age that hiding my eyes and then unleashing them on an unsuspecting enemy was the best way to get that cupcake without finishing my dinner. I was a master manipulator by eight years old.

'Fuck it' I said before wrenching open the door and walking out as if I chose to not wear my shirt on purpose.

'Woah, Gates! I didn't know you were the sort for seductive lingerie!'

I groaned inwardly, refusing to let my sudden self-consciousness show.

'What's the problem Black? You said you wanted a favour?'

I faced him as I pulled my shirt on – I don't know where the self consciousness had come from but I was determined not to let it show. I probably had a better body than most of the girls he'd slept with thinks to James' vigorous training sessions and I wasn't about to be bloody ashamed of it.

'I uh...sorry. I wanted to ask you about Marlene.'

I laughed, so I was right – he was finally coming around to the idea.

'Well, despite the rumours, our Marley dearest is clean so I suggest you shag the poor girl and be done with it.'

I sat down for the briefest of moments to pull my converses on and looked up to find Sirius looming over me.

'That's not what I mean...how do I get rid of her? She's been following me around like a bad smell since third year and I don't know how to tell her that I'm not interested... I'm not shagging any of your mates.'

I took the hand he then offered and let him pull me to my feet.

'You're seriously passing up the opportunity to get off with some of the fittest girls in Hogwarts? Lily I can understand and I guess Alice is off limits now that she's with Frank but Marlene and Mary are arguably the best fucks in the Castle.'

He shot me a suspicious look as he passed me my bag and robe and we headed down for breakfast, seeing as the rest on our friends had long since left.

'And you'll be talking from experience then?' he laughed, obviously joking and not expecting my answer at all.

'Well yeah actually. Me and Marley had a fling last year and Mary will do anything if she's drunk enough. We never went the whole way but you get the idea.'

'Wait...Gates...are you gay?'

'No, Black, I'm Bi. So is Marley but don't tell her I told you because she's still in denial.'

We walked for several minutes in silence until Sirius hooked one arm around my shoulders. If it was anyone but him I would have shrugged it off but he did this all the time – it was a by product of being the two best beaters in the castle.

'You still haven't told me how to get her to back off though.'

'Maybe I don't want her to back off of you...' I grinned up at him, getting ready to run. It was a blatant lie – the way she was acting was pissing me off more than ever. It was childish and creepy and starting to grate on everyone's nerves.

'And why wouldn't you want her to?'

'Maybe I just like watching you suffer.'

'How could you say that! I've been nothing but civil to you and your girls!'

'That's a lie and you know it doll. You are an insufferable prat to everyone except your mates.'

'So are you though!' His brief reply had been enough to distract me from his arm slipping from my shoulders to my waist and he had pinned me to the wall and was tickling me mercilessly before I could do anything about it.

'Merlin Black! Cut it out!' I screamed, trying to squirm out of his grasp but it was no good. I might have built up a fair few muscled from Quidditch but there was no escaping him.

'All you have to do it agree to help me Gates, then I'll stop.'

'Never!' I choked through tears of laughter.

'Your funeral love.' He lifted me effortlessly and threw me over his shoulder, carrying me the rest of the way to the great hall.

I had given up struggling by the time we had reached the first staircase but I wasn't set on my feet until the entire population if the school had witnessed me carried to breakfast by Sirius Black.

As I slipped in beside Lily and Alice at the table and shot him a dirty look.

'I'll get you for this Black, I swear I will.'

He just shoved a slice of toast in my mouth and told me to shut up; grinning like the idiot he was the whole time.