*Hey, so this is a story I've been working on for a while. It's a little inappropriate, so if you're not a fan of:
~sexual references/mentions of nudity
~very heavily implied sexual encounters
~cursing
~violence
~and/or the main character being in any shape or form a major bitch
Then please hit the back button. If you're a fan of these things... hey, welcome to my story. I always put a song at the beginning of the chapters so feel free to suggest songs once in a while. Like, comment, enjoy!*
"You call me a bitch like it's a bad thing. You call me a freak like that means something."
-You Call Me A Bitch Like It's A Bad Thing, Halestorm
I pulled my beanie tighter to my head, trying to block out the cold air swirling around the room. Normally, a fire would be lit to keep it warm, but Professor Slughorn had the brilliant idea to not light it to keep us awake.
Guess that's part of what sucked about having potions first period.
I blinked sluggishly, trying to wake myself up. Due to my extremely bad habit of sleeping in, I had missed breakfast. So on top of being uncontrollably tired, I was starving.
Yay me!
My stomach rumbled quietly, and I frowned down at it. It rumbled again, as if to spite me. I wrapped my arms around myself, trying to stop the hunger from eating away at me.
I heard rustling beside me, and look to see Alice Lightwood (my favorite and only roommate) sitting next to me. She chuckled at my tired face before producing a muffin from her bag.
"I knew you'd be hungry." She smiled as I ripped the muffin from her hand and bit into it like an animal.
"You are a saint, an absolute goddess. Next time we go to Hogsmeade," I moaned between bites. "I am buying you whatever you want."
"I'll hold you to that." She laughed, as more and more students began flooding into the room. I was still attacking the muffin ravenously when Slughorn strutted into the classroom.
"Good morning sixth years," greeted Slughorn pleasantly. As usual, his enthusiasm was sickening. But I was too in love with my muffin to care. "This year I've decided to do something a bit different. I will be assigning you partners. Take great care to befriend them, because you will be stuck with them for the entirety of the year."
The class groaned in irritation, as Slughorn produced a list.
"Sirius Black and Narcissa Black." Both looked extremely displeased at the arrangement, and moved to sit next to each other reluctantly
"James Potter and Lily Evans" Potter looked like he'd just drank a boatload of Felix Felicis, while Evans looked like she'd just been told she was going to have to marry a dragon.
"Alice Lightwood and Frank Longbottom" Alice gave me apologetic, but not necessarily sad look. I was actually rather happy for her, knowing how much she like Longbottom.
"Lucius Malfoy and Marlene McKinnon..." He went down the list, as I continued to nibble on the muffin.
"Remus Lupin and Rubellia Devlin." I sighed, out of pure boredom as Lupin reluctantly came to sit beside me, and I barely glanced in his direction.
Sure, he was intriguing in his own right. The scars that marked up his skin, the messy blonde hair, and the amazing eyes. He was an attractive lad, the most attractive to me of the four Marauders. But the way he carried himself annoyed me.
He always had this look of utter and complete self-loathing on his face, like he thought everyone around him should hate him. It was enough to make me want to slap him. Still, there was a certain level of... charm that he held.
Slughorn, who'd finished reading the list, dragged me from thoughts.
"Now, today you are beginning your N.E.W.T.s studies. Keep in mind that this will not be easy. Now, turn to page 15 in your textbooks and beginning brewing with your partner."
I flipped to the page lazily and gazed at the name of the potion:
Drowsiness Draught
"I'll... go get the ingredients then?" Lupin said, unsure.
"Do what you'd like." I replied, barely glancing at him. I instead gazed over the instructions carefully, pulling out my potions supplies. As Lupin walked towards the supply cabinet, I set up the supplies. I began to become lost in my own thoughts, staring at the potions book again.
I'm to tired to be in this class. I mentally groaned. Maybe if I'm nice enough to Lupin, he'll just do the potion and I can get some sleep.
The idea seemed appealing enough. When he returned, I looked at him smiling a little.
"We haven't formally met. I'm Ruby." I greeted. He gave me weary look, obviously unnerved by my sudden change in attitude, before responding.
"I'm Remus." He said, setting down the supplies.
"Nice too meet you Remus," I smirked. "We're gonna have so much fun together."
After an extremely long potions lesson, I made my way towards the door. Alice knew I hated to wait, so I know she wouldn't mind me walking ahead to charms.
"Hey! Devlin!"
I turned, seeing the Marauders (minus Remus) walking straight for me. I waited impatiently, as they caught up with me.
"Devlin," Potter greeted stiffly. I rolled my eyes, looking at him lazily.
"Did you need something Potter?" I asked, crossing my arms over my chest.
"Stay away from Remus," Black ordered, giving me a sharp look. "You have a bad reputation, and we don't want Remus getting dragged down to the same level as the likes of you."
You know that feeling you get? The one where your mum tells you not to do something, but you have to do it just to spite her. That was the feeling currently barreling through me, as I raised an eyebrow at the three boys.
"I've barely spoken to the bloke," I pointed out. "And I don't exactly think it's your place to dictate who Remus hangs out with."
I strolled closer to Black, straightening his tie to a point where it was probably choking him.
"Plus... I don't ever remember you complaining about my so called 'reputation' last time we spoke." I whispered in his ear. He became as stiff as a board as I pulled away from his ear.
"I'll see you losers around. Tell Remus I said hello." I said, turning around. I threw a sarcastic wave over my shoulder as I strutted down the hallway, leaving the stunned forms of the marauders behind me.