Black Cat

You're like a black cat

With a black backpack

Full of fireworks

And you're gunna burn the city down right now~

Chapter One


Holding my books to my chest, I wondered why I was so bored. Bored with everything really, not just in general. Bored with life, bored with my 'friends,' bored with my brother, bored with my classes, just generally bored. Life was boring. And sure, any Muggle would kill to have a life like mine, a pwerful witch at Hogwarts, with one of the Purest familiest out there, but quite frankly I was bored with the life I led. It just wasn't as exciting as it used to be.

I had a free period, so I sepnt it walking the halls, aimlessly, searching for some form of... Adventure, maybe. I wasn't sure exactly, but I needed something. Something to keep me sane, to save me from my boredom. Something to take my mind off of this nothingness.

And that's when I noticed he was up to something. Him and his band of dorks that wondered around, doing insane things, and pissing off the teachers to no end. They all wore big grins as they scurried across the coutyard, and I couldn't help but want to delay their plans by asking to join along myself. It wasn't like I had anything better to do, really, not like I wanted to join them on their dork parade out of simply wanting to.

"Siri!" I called across the courtyard, grinning my own special grin as I strutted over to him.

Sirius and I had known each other since the day I was born. Our families were closely linked, so he and I grew up together. I was there for everything with his family, as he was for mine. I knew practically everything about the bloke, and Reggie, as he knew everything about Caleb and myself. It was a sort of sharing process, unintentionally of course. It wasn't my fault our families were so close.

He faked a look of disgust at me, his grey eyes rolling as he stopped in his tracks, the other three stopping with him. They didn't understand why he hung out with a Slytherin such as myself, him claiming to hate the House and anything related to his family. He also hated everyone that I hung out with, and the boy I was currently seeing ("Jealous are we, Siri?" I smirked when he erupted about how unfit Lucius was for me.) But he and I were still as close as your fingers were when you crossed them.

"What are you lot up to today?" I asked, holding my book at my side so I could stand with sass in my step. "Looks like you've got something up, and I want in whether you have complaints or not."

So I was a bit demanding.

"And like we care what you want, Koehler?"

I rolled my eyes, stepping forward to pat Sirius's cheek, grinning falsely at him. "But of course you do, Siri darling. Everyone does." And I looked to Potter, Lupin, and Pettigrew (Siri's little mates) and grinned cheekily at them each. Potter returned the gesture with as much truth as I gave it, Lupin seemed to shuffle slightly, and Pettigrew-not being the brightest boy-grinned back boyishly and honestly.

"Isn't Malfoy looking for you, Koehler?"

"Can it, Potter. Not like it's your business what Lucius is up to or not."

He made a face. I returned the gesture. I knew he didn't hate me as much as he played it to be. Nor did I particularly hate him as much as I played it to be. It was something we did, I guess, in a sort of mock fight for who Siri's best friend really was. (Which was myself, so obviously.)

"What is dear Lucius up to, anyway, that leads you to us as your last resort?"

"He has class. I don't particularly wish to bother with him at the moment anyhow."

"Trouble in paradise?"

I snorted. "Oh, how you'd love that."

It turned out the boys were off to pull a prank on Binn's, the Muggle Studies teacher. I didn't take the class, nor did I really have the intention to, so I didn't know him well enough to help with any of the plotting, but it did take my mind off of being bored a bit, just being around this little Gryffindor lot.

Lucius practically scolded me whenever her heard of me hanging out with the boys. He flipped at Snape too for hanging with the Evans girl, but she was a Muggle-born so he got a scolding far worse. My Lucius was the sort of King of us Slytherins, which directly entitled me Queen, of course. Everyone seemed to follow and cling to his every word, obeying his every whim, and practically worshiping his God-like qualities. He was the perfect candidate for Death Eater recrution, something I wasn't particularly on-board for myself, something I frowned upon, and something Lucius and Caleb both promised to reconsider for my sake.

Caleb, my lovely older brother, was Lucius's best friend, so he was sort of second in command of all the Slytherin's. He and I didn't communicate as much as we did back when we were younger, but he wasn't a bad brother. No, Caleb was actually a good brother, rather protective too if I do say so myself. Although I do think he had some sort of fancy for Severus Snape, clearly that opinion was held by only myself, and his girlfriend, that whore Bellatrix Black, Siri's cousin, would have no one-not even his beautiful baby sister-say anything that would damper his holiness.

What Siri's gang did to Binns's classroom, was beyond me. All I knew is that I had to run quick to get away from the purplish-grey smoke that was quickly consuming the corridor. The four boys were hysterical, and the laughter was contagious enough to have me join along with them. As long as I didn't get punished for their misdeeds, which I could so blantly lie about ever being apart of any of their shananigans (ah the perks of being such a cunning Slytherin), I could sit and enjoy the results.

"You lot are mental." I snorted, sitting myself up on a window ledge as we all stopped to pant and catch our breaths. "And you do know this has got your names written all over it."

"Of course it does." Siri smirked. "We take credit for our brilliance."

"Pads and I do." Potter added, grinning at both Lupin. "Can have our dear Prefect in trouble, now can we, Moony?"

The dorks hard their own dorky codenames for each other too, I'd almost forgotten.

Students began to flood the hallways once again, and the five of us found ourselves swimming in the sea of students. I looked around for any familiar head to get myself to my next class with, punched Sirius's arm goodbye, and headed off after Snapey dearest.

"I want you to stop calling me such names." Snape muttered, pushing through the other students as I held his elbow, not to be consumed by everyone around us.

"Sorry, darling." I emphasised the petname just to piss him off. He was just so easily bothered, he did it to himself really.

I felt him cringe, and I smirked to myself, entering Slughorn's classroom, readying myself for Potions.

oXo

The rest of the evening, our little...clan, I guess you could classify us as, just lazed around in the common room, and I, once again, found myself bored. I sat, with my back nestled against Lucius's chest, myself sitting in between his legs as he louged on the sofa. I watched Bellatrix's whore sister, Narcissa, give me death glares from her post on one of the chairs, jealous of me taking 'her man.' I'd simply smirk at her, leaning against Lucius more, having him wrap his strong arms around me as I played with a strand of his long, blond hair.

Caleb and Snape shared the sofa that sat in a right angle with the one where Lucius and I sat, with Bellatrix on Caleb's lap, practically eating his face of, disturbing the boring peace. I tried to ignore it, it was disgusting to see your brother in such a... Sickening sight, and so I did. I looked to the black-green ceiling, taking notice to the way the Black Lake shimmered over our common room, we had to have the best one, even if it was constantly cold.

Adromeda, Bellatrix and Narcissa's other sister, lay sprawled out on the rug in between the two couches. She was the only one of the three sisters that I could stand. Andie was my favourite of Sirius's cousins, and I seemed to be the only girl she could find herself confiding in. I knew of her love for Ted Tonks, a Muggle-born Hufflepuff, and I knew that the two of them were planning on eloping at the end of their Seventh Year, which they only had one more year to go. I was proud of her, and she even offered to let come and see her off at the wedding. Next to her sat Rudy Lestrange (his name was actually longer, but I was always too lazy to say it) and sitting his back against the couch were Lucius and I that I could pet his head with my free hand, sat Regulas Black, Siri's younger brother- Their parents favourite too, for being placed in Slytherin and embracing the Black ways. He was a sweetie, Reggie was, such a shame he was so impressionable.

Sighing softly, I closed my eyes and shifted to get myself comfortable against Lucius's chest. I pushed my dark, ebony curls out of his face and off to my other shoulder, while I slipped his untied tie from around his neck and let it rest over my own shoulders, not particularly caring where my own tie disappeared too.

He leaned down slightly, pressing his lips to the crook of my neck, I smiled slightly, out of habit more than anything. The same old routine was just still only boring to me. It was too frequent, too predictable, it was like, despite being royalty to our House, we were confined to sit still and do nothing. Everyone else seemed rather content with that, but I was terribly fed up with it.

But who was I to disrupt the balance?

Catching Andie's eye, I offered a small smile, practically ignoring as Lucius molested my neck. She smiled back, her smile more tired and bored than my own, I'm sure. So we were both sick of this. And myself, normally one to voice my opinions, was just too lazy to really do anything about it.

"I'm bored." Reggie said out of the blue, leaning his head back so that his foggy eyes, much like his brother's, locked with my bright blue orbs.

"As am I." I admitted, having Lucius sit himself up, admiring the mark he made on my neck for a moment, then pushing a lock of hair from my face.

"Bored, my love?"

"Yeah, bored. Did you guys notice that we just sit here and do nothing... All the time?"

Andie sat up. "Agreed. We all sit here while Bella and Caleb snog each other senseless, and you and Ana lay there and lead up to a snog session, but never quite getting into it. It's all rather boring."

"Agreed." Narcissa piped up. Her eyes never leaving Lucius and myself. "Boring."

"Well," Lucius said, stretching and patting my sides so I would stand. "We ought to fix this. Bored on a Friday night, that just won't do."

When he stood, he took my hand in his, and started over to the door to the common room, glancing back over his shoulder at the rest of our lot to follow. They all scrambled to their feet, most of them grinning mischeivious grins, much like the one's Siri and his group were wearing earlier that day before they destroyed Binns's office, and then the hallway surrounding. That whole experienced left me satisfied, so I had an inkling this one wouldn't be half bad. Especially if the last time was with Gryffindors.

Everyone knew that Slytherins did it best.