Tear It Up
Luperca stood, waiting, bored out of her mind. She was waiting for someone to come and take her to the place in which she was to spend the remainder of her summer. She wasn't too pleased at being in close quarters with Harry, they had never been the greatest of friends, but Fred and George and Craig were going to be there, so she supposed she could suffer through. If the person who was supposed to take her there ever showed up.
"You Luperca Black?" An arrogant American voice reached her ears, breaking her train of thought. She looked up and blinked. A boy, roughly her age perhaps a little older, was stood there. Tall and lean, his body language screamed boredom. He looked over at her, a well worn look for annoyance gracing his features. "Well am I getting an answer or do we have to resort to some sort of code here?"
Luperca's eyes narrowed. "Yes I am Luperca Black, but talk to me in that way again mate, and there'll be a hole where you should be," she told him. The boy rolled his eyes.
"Is that honestly the best threat you can come up with? Because it's a little weak," he spoke in an arrogant tone. Luperca glared, then sighed.
"Okay so I don't make the threats in my family. Sid does but that's Sid. Who are you?" She asked, thinking a name would be a handy thing to have, considering that this boy was talking to her, and she didn't know who he was. Which lead to the wanting of a name, she supposed this was what was known as circular logic.
"Chris. Otherwise known as your ride." Luperca looked. Chris frowned. "Now what?" he questioned.
"Where's the broom? Or Portkey?" She asked, reasonably from her point of view. Chris laughed, and gave a smirk,
"I don't use that type of transportation sweetheart, I use a much easier, and simpler way," he told her, his tone sounding arrogant again. Luperca looked at him, her facial expression hovering between unimpressed and wonder. Chris gave another smirk, this one less pompous than the one before, and took pity. "I orb." He held out his hand. "Come on, I'll show you."
Luperca stared at the hand, slightly nervously. She had never heard of orbing before and, as a result, was not confident in this way of transporting herself. Unfortunately, Chris did not give her time to debate on the pros and cons of orbing. He grabbed her hand, and Luperca could feel herself moving upwards.
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"You know, you can open your eyes, it's not like that Floo thing you all seem to like," Chris' voice broke into her thoughts for the second time that day. Luperca slowly opened her eyes. She looked around her. They seemed to be in a house, she could hear the low muttering of voices coming from a room roughly in front of her somewhere. She couldn't be sure, due to the darkness of the hall. "Told you orbing was simpler," was Chris' only remark to her.
"You are an arrogant, pompous, self-righteous little prick you know that?" Luperca told him, feeling a little more confident with herself, and the world in general, now that she was safely, she hoped, inside a house. Chris smirked at her. Luperca groaned slightly. Why did the annoying ones always find their way to her?
She pushed past the American, following the voices as best as she could, arriving at a rather solid looking door. She pushed it. It didn't open. She pushed it again, this time using more force than she had before. It still didn't open. She looked at the doorframe, only noticing then that something was stuck in the bottom of the door. Rolling her eyes at herself for not noticing in the first place, Luperca bent down and removed the object, then pushed the door open successfully.
"If Voldemort's raising an army then I want to fight." The dulcet tones of Harry James Potter reached her ears. 'Great...' she inwardly groaned.
"If Harry gets to fight, I get to fight too," she declared, knowing that the statement would seem a little odd, but she couldn't think of another way to let her presence known. Until after she had spoken then umpteen ideas flooded her mind. Her teachers always did tell her to stop and think before opening her mouth to speak.
"Luperca," a warm voice spoke to her, before pulling her into a hug which she gladly returned. She pulled out and grinned up at the man. "You've grown," Sirius commented lightly.
Luperca's grin grew. "Have I? You know I've heard rumours that people do that Dad, but I've never had any proof." Sirius gave a soft chuckle. His daughter was more like her mother in miniature at times. "And I meant what I said, if Harry gets to fight, I get to fight to. He's not the only one here who hates the megalomaniac." Sirius gave a smile.
"Did I say no," he began before he was interrupted.
"Sirius no! They're just children. All of them, they're not of age!" Molly Weasley's mothering instinct ran into overdrive. "Hello Luperca dear how are you, sit down and I'll get you a bowl of soup," she smiled indulgently at Luperca, who smiled politely back. Molly turned to Sirius "You cannot seriously be considering..."
"What I allow my daughter and my godson to do it my business," Sirius snapped.
"But to let them..."
"Hey, hate to break up your little party here but aren't you supposed to be having a meeting about fighting for the greater good?" Chris was back, and clearly unimpressed by the discussion that was taking place. "Only I was under the belief that this was a form of resistance. Obviously it seems I've been grossly misinformed but hey, that's fine. Hope you enjoy pain."
"Chris, we are attempting to have our meeting, and may I say that your comments are not exactly helping things along." Remus Lupin pointed out. Chris scowled.
"Hey, my dad's got a point, so you might as well take it into consideration," the calm voice of Craig spoke out. Chris' scowl grew. Luperca waved at Craig, glad to see her friend again. Craig waved back, as did the Weasley twins who were sitting beside him. The three wore similar grins. Grins that gave Luperca a small bout of paranoia. Those grins never meant good things. Then her brain, working slower today than it normally did, reminded her that they were her friends, and the grins were rather like the grin she had worn not ten minutes previously.
"Oh yeah, like I'm really gonna listen to a wand-waver who hasn't eve.."
"Chris!" Sirius snapped at the boy. Chris turned and glared sullenly at the elder male. "While you're in my house, it'll work out best if you don't insult my friends and fellow Order members."
"Even if you do?" Chris' eyebrow rose, daring Sirius to contradict him. Sirius just looked at him, not falling for the ploy. Chris sighed, "Fine I'll keep the insults to what I consider a low." He turned and looked at the assembled group. "Well come on then, show me how the wizarding world conducts a meeting."
Author's Note: And there it was, the first chapter of my first ever Charmed fic. Yes, there is more to come, and yes hopefully it will come soon. And as you may have noticed, the first chapter did not focus on Chris. Instead it focused on my own character. I do have a reason for this. I wanted an outsider's view of Chris before I gave his own view. Just to set up his character.
This is set in the unchanged future, where Wyatt is the great evil picking on the world. Chris is not going to very plesant in this, I believe my beta has referred to him as a 'git' numerous times. But there are reasons for this, that will become apparant as the fic goes on. Oh yes, since I cannot find a good way to make the Harry Potter timeline, and the Charmed line link properly this is set during the golden trio's fifth year. Just to make it simple.
So please, read and review. If you wish to tell me what you think of Luperca please feel free to, and I will try to answer your questions to the best of my ablities. Thanks for reading.