No Longer Damsels in Distress
I'm Back!
Did you miss me? Just kidding. Okay. Fourth times the charm. I'm trying again. I've already written up to chapter 3 so YAY!!
Any who; DISCLAIMER!! Whoop whoop: I don't own nothing 'cept Mica, Emilie and Shelby and any other names you don't recognize. This is the Marauder Era by the way. I'm not gonna give you any descriptions on the Marauders and Lily, I'll leave that up to you, or, you can just pick a random Marauder Era fanfic and use that description. Okay BYE BYE!!
Emilie's POV:
Nine A.M. WAY too early for any normal person to wake up, but Emilie Grey was not a normal person, she was a thirteen year old witch going to Kings Cross to catch the Hogwarts Express. Realizing it was September 1st she jolted upright pushing her messy, dirty blonde, waist-length hair out of hazel eyes.
Mica's POV:
Meanwhile, Mica Song woke up to her mothers frantic shouting. Narrowing her almond-shaped, deep brown eyes she slipped off her bed and went downstairs, where she was pounced on by her mother, who then started tugging Mica's long black hair into a tight braid. Time to go to Hogwarts.
Shelby's POV:
Shelby Anderson, unlike the other girls, was awake bright and early, bouncing up and down like a wallaby on steroids, her shoulder length dark brown hair falling sloppily into brown eyes that were sparkling in excitement.
"I'm going to Hogwarts again!" Shelby shrieked loudly, waking up everyone.
"Good for you, now SHUT UP!" came the somewhat muffled response from her brothers room.
"NO!" Shelby yelled back.
"SHUT UP!" her brother roared.
"Fine. Somebody's grumpy this morning." She huffed.
X--Kings Cross Station--X
"Emilie! Mica! How were your summers?!" Someone cough cough shouted. Mica and Emilie swore under their breath.
Incoming in 3…2…1…" muttered Mica, Emilie laughed, and then they were tackled by Shelby.
"Omigosh you guys! How were your summers? Mine was good. We went to America, can you believe that?" Shelby rambled without pausing.
"No really? You went to America?" Mica mumbled under her breath, "We've only heard you talk about it for the entire month we were at Emilie's house." Emilie laughed and laughed but Shelby just kept chattering away.
"And then there was this really cute guy…… he was like, gorgeous…"
"Ahh, must've been me then." The deep voice of Sirius Black cut across Shelby's incessant chattering.
"Who is me? I don't see a me anywhere. There's only Sirius and we all know it can't be Sirius." Emilie snapped.
"Mica, Emilie, Shelby, what stupid, irritating and/or dangerous thing has Sirius done now?" asked the weary voice of Remus Lupin, resident werewolf. Of course, Remus didn't know that the Damsels (that's the girls, after Sirius and James' continual references to them as Damsels in Distress they just named themselves that.) Lily Evans, the spunky redhead in their dorm was a Damsel but she preferred studying to the pranks the other girls pulled and then blamed in the Marauders.
"'E interrupted our conversation." Emilie replied in response to Remus' question, only having a slight problem quelling her natural born French accent. Remus smiled at her and she smiled shyly back.
"Umm, guys?" Mica interrupted, "the trains gonna leave in a few minutes." They hurried onto the train, Emilie pausing only to whisper into Mica's ear,
"Tonight…. We finish tonight."
OOOOOH CLIFFY! Ha I know I'm evil. TADA!! This chapter is dedicated to My friends Steak (not real name) and Margarita (not real name)the wallaby on steroids is a joke between us.