Written for my friend, Kathy.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but Kayla and a few other characters.
Note: Well, this is my first fanfiction and I'm not sure how often I can update, but hopefully it'll be often. I may be old and I may have gone through a lot, but I'm incredibly immature and I'm still trying to spend my days doing things I missed out on during my adolescence. This is why I can't write (lack of education) and everything seems childish. Don't forget to review!
"Have you ever had a dream that involved a chicken called Larry and a large dose of tequila?" Kayla King asked the boy sitting next to her.
She wasn't short, but wasn't tall either. She had long, caramel brown hair and clear aqua eyes. She wasn't the most attractive girl in school, but she wasn't all that ugly, either. All in all, she made for a very average girl with a crazy personality.
Remus turned to her and raised an eyebrow. "What does that have to do with Divination?"
"Well, it's what I read out of your teacup."
"Righty-oh, then. I do believe you are insane."
"Well, that or I'm blind."
"Or you can't read."
"Or all three."
"Yes – I can see that as a possibility."
They both turned back to their work as the Professor walked past. They had been instructed to read their partner's future out of tea leaves. Remus and Kayla were good friends. They were both Gryffindors, both fairly bright, and both in the same classes. It just so happened they were both forced by McGonagall into signing up for a three-week Divination course in the second term of seventh year. And now, they were stuck in a stuffy room in a high tower, drinking tea.
"I hate tea," Kayla commented as she put down her empty glass. "Who came up with it in the first place?"
Remus picked up the mug and stared into it, trying to make sense of the pattern. "British."
"Oh," said Kayla. "Bloody British."
"Err, Kayla, you are British."
"So? I don't like tea."
"Right." He stared at the mug a little longer. "I think that you may experience a loss in the near future."
She looked up at him from where she was drawing butterflies on her knee with her pink, sparkly quill. "Great. There goes that spa day I was planning with my Mother."
"You don't like your Mother."
"I know. That is why I'm so excited."
"Oh."
The Professor cleared his throat. "Class dismissed."
The two quickly packed up and left. Seeing as the tower was so high up, there was a lot of stairs to go down. This normally meant a lot of puffing, tripping and conversations.
"I heard Sirius got into a fight with his brother again," said Kayla, trying but failing to act upset.
"Yes." He paused. "Go on, you can laugh. There was a funny turnout."
Kayla smiled and laughed. "I still can't get that image of Snape being a wet mop out of my head."
"Yes, well you better stop laughing or you'll trip."
Just as Kayla went to wipe one of her tears of laughter away, her untied shoelace flicked down the stair, getting in the way of her other foot and successfully tripping her over. She tumbled down one flight, then the next, then the next. Remus quickly ran after her, throwing a stopping charm down the stairs at her before she could go any further.
"Kayla! Are you alright?" he asked, hurrying to where she had landed and crouching down.
"Meruf," she grunted, propping herself up on her elbows. She stared down at her legs which were tangled in her robes. "Bloody ouch."
Remus chuckled. "Do you need the Hospital Wing?"
"Nope. Maybe a good sleep after dinner might help though. I'm gonna hurt in the morning."
Remus helped her up and picked her bag up off the floor. She muttered her thanks and they continued down, going a little slower than before.
"I never really understood why this tower has so many stairs. Why don't we get something magical like in Dumbledore's Office?"
Remus shrugged. "Not sure – maybe there are too many stairs for the enchantment."
"Yeah, well maybe we should ask to do Divination outside or maybe on first floor. That bloody hurt."
Remus nodded. "Are you sure you don't need something for that fall? You might have a concussion."
"I might. But I prefer to never find out."
"Oh."
Once they had made it to the bottom flight of stairs, they split up. Remus was going to put his bag back in his room and Kayla was going straight to lunch.
"See you tomorrow?" Kayla called over her shoulder as she walked away.
"Yeah!" Remus answered, walking backwards to face her.
"Bye!"
"Bye!"
Remus walked up to his room quickly. He dumped his bag in his open trunk and collapsed onto his bed.
"Hey, Mooney!" James greeted, walking out of the bathroom.
"Hey, Prongs. Ready for dinner?" James laughed, making Remus sit up. "What?"
"I can't get that image of Snape as a wet mop out of my head."
"You and half the Hogwarts population."
"Really? Who else?"
"McGonagall, that Ralph kid and Kayla have all started laughing randomly throughout the day."
"McGonagall?"
"Well, her reaction was more of a facial twitch than a laugh but that is as close as it gets."
"Right."
"Ready for dinner?"
"Yeah, I'm just waiting for Peter and Padfoot to get back from the library."
"What were they doing in the library?"
"Snogging."
"Each other?" Remus yelled in shock, sitting up so quickly his neck cracked.
James looked up from where he was scratching a pattern into a book. "Oops, said it wrong. Peter is around somewhere and Sirius is in the library snogging some innocent, brunette sixth year."
"Thought so."
"Mmm."
The two friends waited around for a while until Sirius finally appeared in the doorway, slightly dishevelled, but there all the same. He announced they were going to meet Peter in the Great Hall and the three took off.
"My brother has it in for me bad, I can tell," said Sirius.
"Yeah, well he better not come after us," James said, ruffling his hair as they past a huddle of girls. "Don't want to ruin the date I have with Lily this weekend."
"You got a date this weekend?" Remus asked. James nodded. "But it's 'Boys' Night Out'!"
James smile dropped. "Oh. I forgot about that. Maybe the butterbeer and cheap fireworks can wait?"
Remus sighed. "Fine." He turned to Sirius. "Well, what will you be doing?"
Sirius looked sheepish. "I also have something planned."
Remus folded his arms. "Aww, man! Last time this happened I wound up stuck in a conversation with July Garland about mistletoe."
Sirius sniggered. "I remember that."
Remus wiped his mouth with a disgusted look on his face. "You're the lucky one."
Dinner was rather quiet. The Slytherins kept sending nervous glances towards the Gryffindor table and the Marauders glared back. Sirius and James had already ran off to plan another prank and Peter had wondered off to a Gobstones Club Meeting when Remus decided to stand up. Of course, he didn't quite make it.
"Heya!" Kayla smiled brightly, sitting next to him and catching her shoe lace with his. "Ha, oops, sorry." They both bent down to fix it up and whacked heads. "Bloody ouch!" Kayla muttered, sitting up. "I'm sorry," she added frantically. "I need to get some new shoes or something."
"It's alright." Remus said, rubbing his head where a lump was slowly appearing. "Did you want to speak to me about something?"
Kayla nodded. "Yeah, somebody was talking about something."
He stared at her. "Well, I would hope they would."
"Yeah, but they were talking about a prank or something and somebody said something about one of you lot."
Remus took a few moments to figure out all 'some' works. "Should I be worried."
She nodded again. "Well, you should just be careful. I mean, I'm not close to you guys or anything, but I'd rather you didn't all have to go to St Mungos."
"Oh. Okay, well, err, thanks for that."
"Your welcome," she sung and stood up again. "See you tomorrow."
"Yeah...see you."
That night, Remus slept soundly. James and Sirius were out wandering about and Peter had long ago passed out on a couch in the common room. Remus had a dreamless and peaceful sleep. When he woke up, however, it was a different story.
Note: How did I go? It's a bit short, but it is only a introduction type chapter. I'm off to write the next chapter now! Don't forget to leave a review!
Queen B xxx
