Amber Sarin sat down in detention. She was sufficiently pissed that she was missing the Hufflepuff V. Ravenclaw Quidditch match. Quidditch was her life; her passion. She was the chaser on the Gryffindor team and was pretty damn good at it. She twisted her black hair up into a ponytail and took her seat in the unsupervised classroom. She couldn't leave because Professor Flitwick put a charm on the door that prevented her from doing so until she served the full amount of time.
She sighed and looked around, finding it was only her and one other student that night. Leaning back in her chair she smirked.
"So what are you in here for, Black?" She asked lazily.
"Oh, the usual. Turned Snape into a hamster," Sirius Black smirked and flicked his dark hair out of his eyes. He was wearing his usual school uniform, his white button down, sleeves rolled up and red and gold tie loosened.
"Nice." She chuckled, propping her feet up on the chair in front of her.
"Yeah, you?" He inquired, slightly interested
"Somehow they found out it was me who let the Cornish Pixies loose in the Slytherin Common room." She smirked proudly.
"How delightful. The Slytherins deserve to have some excitement in their lives," Sirius said in a bored tone. He leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes
Amber rolled her amber colored eyes and rummaged through her robes, pulling out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. Putting one between her lips and lighting it before glancing at him, "Want a cig?" Sirius opened one eye and looked at the pack she was holding.
"I'd rather not," He said before shutting his eye again. He sighed.
"Alright." She shrugged, putting the pack away and taking a long drag. "Since when have you started turning out a smoke? You cleaning up your act?"
"I only smoke when I'm troubled," Sirius murmured. He yawned and stretched. "I consider myself quite content at the moment"
"Alright." She shrugged again, tilting her head back and blowing out the smoke. "Im just an addict." Amber chuckled, shaking her head.
"I never would have guessed," Sirius said, snickering at her careless and blunt attitude. She rolled her eyes, flicking some of the ashes to the floor.
"So whens the next Quidditch match?" She took a drag, "You're beater, right?"
"Yeah, and I really have no clue when it is, James usually keeps track of when the matches are," Sirius said, clearly not concerned. She nodded and took another drag.
"I'll have to ask him later. So. Anyways. Is the rumor about you and McKinnon true?" She glanced at him, raising an eyebrow. Sirius raised an eyebrow at her, clearly amused.
"And what rumor would that be?"
"You two are dating?"
"Dating?" Sirius muttered before laughing. "Why do you care?"
"Just wondering if its true." She shrugged, taking a drag. She looked out the window and saw that it was nearly dusk. They still had half an hour to kill before detention would be over. She turned her attention back on Sirius.
"It's not," He answered bluntly.
"Didnt think so." She nodded.
"You didn't?" He asked, intrigued now that the conversation was about himself
"Nahh. No offence, but didnt think you'd settle down for one girl." She shrugged, glancing at him. Sirius laughed, his bark like laughter
"I don't think that's true," he said finally calming down
"What do you mean?"
"I mean that I would settle down with one girl, someday," He said, shrugging "I mean, what girl wouldn't want to settle down with me?" He began laughing again, pleased with himself
"Not like that. You've been with a lot of girls and I just didnt see you settling down with one." She shrugged.
"I just haven't found the right one yet," His handsome, aristocratic face now completely serious. She nodded in acknowledgement, taking one last drag before stubbing the butt of the cigarette out and getting up to throw it out the window.
"What about you? Would you ever consider settling down?" Sirius asked, watching her walk to the window
"Someday maybe. Maybe soon if I find the right guy. But I'm not about to settle my ways for any guy that would have the nerve to ask me out." She shrugged, making her way back to her seat.
"The nerve to ask you out?" Sirius whistled, "How dare someone have the NERVE to ask you out!" He widened his grey eyes in faux shock
"It would take nerve to ask me out." She smirked and shrugged again. "I didnt mean it the way you took it."
"Because you think you're so tough that guys are afraid of you?" He shook his head and chuckled
"I know a few are." She laughed quietly. "Arent you afraid of me, Black?" She smirked, putting her feet up on his desk.
"Nope. It's funny because you are in no way as tough as you lead people to believe" he looked at her feet and used a rather large potions textbook to slide them off of his desk.
"Whats that suppose to mean?" She frowned, re-putting her feet up but on a different desk this time.
"It's an act," he said lazily, putting his own feet up on his desk
"Really now? And how do you know this? Please, do tell?"
"I can just tell. You wouldn't hurt a garden gnome," He said in a rather snobbish tone. She rolled her eyes.
"That's not accurate. I've smashed a few gnomes in my younger years."
"I highly doubt that," He sneered. Amber's face hardened and she pulled her feet off the desk and turned to look at him properly.
"Listen here, Black. You know nothing of me. So you can just shut it."
"Oh really, Sarin? If you're so tough, prove it!" He looked at her pointedly
"I have nothing to prove. But give me a good reason to and I will." she growled, eyes darkening in anger.
"Ha, you won't do anything. I knew it," Sirius went back to leaning in his chair.
"Give me a god damn reason and I will."
"Fine," He snickered. He reached over and plucked her pack of cigarettes out of her pocket. "Should I show these to the headmaster? Cigarettes and use of them is strictly prohibited at Hogwarts. Zero tolerance," He dangled the pack in front of her face. She glared at him, snatching them back.
"I meant an actual reason."
"Like?" Sirius narrowed his grey eyes.
"That I could just easily deny and say it was a set up." She rolled her eyes and replaced them in her pocket. "I mean something that would be actually worth it."
"LIKE WHAT?" he snapped. She shrugged, going back to her laid back and nonchalant attitude and glancing at the time to see they could leave.
"Whatever," He muttered, turning back in his own seat.
"Give me a good reason to sometime and maybe then I'll prove it." She said as she stood up and made her way to the door. "We can go, detentions over. Oh, and we have Quidditch practice tomorrow morning, just to remind you."
"Yeah, i'm not gonna go to that," Sirius said nonchalantly, remaining in his seat
"You have to. Its mandatory." She frowned, turning to him.
"Not if I have a bad bout with food poisoning," He smirked. "I have a date tomorrow that I'm not too keen on breaking. She's a Persian beauty."
"Thats why its in the morning, nit wit," She snapped irritably.
"I need time to relax before."
"And that's a stupid excuse. Some of us actually care about Quidditch and maybe have a chance to make it big." She said coldy. "And if you screw up other peoples chances because you screw up, the whole team is not going to be very keen with you. OR if you don't do your job right and stop a bludger and maybe get a team mate injured they won't be very keen with you either."
"I am one of the best players on the team, I can miss one practice. Besides, you need much more practice than I do." He chuckled, shaking his head at her anger.
"Fuck off, Black. I'm up there along side you on the best players of the team and you know it." She growled.
"You keep thinking that, love" He sneered
"Listen here," She snarled, "I've practiced almost every god damn day for the last 5 years. You better bet that I'm up there. Don't bull shit me. You know how good I am."
"Honestly, I think that Peter Pettigrew would make a better player than you," Sirius said, a small smile playing on his lips
"Shut up!" She snapped, practically shaking with anger.
"Make me," He growled.
"You have no idea how fucking hard I work for Quidditch. How much it means to me. I know I'm good. Ive been told before so don't try to bull shit me, Black." She growled, slowly making her way over to him as she talked. "So listen to me when I tell you to shut up. That you have no fucking idea about me. You're a fucking jackass to try and say what you're saying."
"You seem to have forgotten that the captain is my best friend, there have been discussions to get rid of you" Sirus said smugly, lying to make her angry. Her eyes widened a moment before narrowing again in a glare.
"Shut up. You're lying. I know you are," she snarled, trying to convince herself more than anything.
"Face it, you have no future in quidditch. Try being a house wife. I think that's more your speed," He said with a small, malicious smile. He clearly did not care that he'd just delivered a low blow. Amber clenched her fists, shaking with anger.
"Fuck off. You're wrong," She said slowly, her voice was also shaking.
"I'm never wrong," He said chuckling
"SHUT UP. YOU ARE." She snarled.
"You shut up," he said childishly
"You're a fucking jackass. You're wrong."
"You know that I'm right. Accept it"
"You're wrong. I know it," she shook her head, turning her back to him. Her toes curled with anger inside of her black leather boots.
"You know that you haven't been playing up to par lately" He cackled. "Everyone has noticed."
"They have?" She asked hesitantly, sharp exterior faltering for a moment before going back. ''You're lying. Ive been at the top of my game." She said more to reassure herself.
"HA! You got hit by a bludger last game because you failed to dodge it in time."
"I was distracted that day." She snarled. "Stop this. You're lying."
"Fine, don't believe me. But also, don't pretend like being distracted is a valid excuse. You were too damn slow to dodge a bloody bludger," Sirius rolled his eyes and flicked his black silky hair out of his face.
"STOP IT!" She yelled, her voice cracking. Having had enough she turned quickly and slammed her fist into his jaw before turning and running out, sniffling.
"Damn it" He muttered, making sure that his jaw was not broken. He smiled to himself once he made sure that he was ok. He finally broke her façade
Amber ran up to the owlery, the only place she could usually smoke without getting caught, her eyes welling up. When she got there she fumbled around in her robes and shakily lit a cigarette, closing her eyes tightly in fear of the tears spilling over.
Sirius looked down the hallway and sighed when he saw that she was nowhere to be seen. 'maybe I went too far..' he thought
Taking a long drag she told her self over and over again that he was lying, that it wasn't at all true. Tears spilling over she breathed out the smoke, choking back a sob. Quidditch was pretty much her life. She worked everyday on it. Studied it. Memorized every play. He was lying, of course he was. Just then, Amber heard someone approaching from behind.
"Hey. It was true." Sirius said from behind her. He had his hands in his pockets and he was looking sheepishly up at her. "I was just trying to make you mad...sorry,"
She didnt look down at him, refusing to let anyone see her like this. "It was true?" She asked after clearing her throat. "Or it wasn't?"
"Damn it. sorry i can't speak, my jaw hurts like a bitch! " He snapped, "it wasn't true."
"Good." She growled, taking a long drag. "Im glad it hurts." She blew out the smoke.
"That's a disgusting habit for a girl," He noted that this was her third cigarette that evening.
"I don't care. I'll do whatever the hell I want. I dont need your damn approval," She looked down.
"I think that you strive for my approval. Taking into consideration that you're in love with me," Sirius grinned.
"No, I'm not, actually. I don't know how anyone could love a lying, deceitful, jack ass, like you. Because thats what you are." She said evenly, taking a long drag and leaning on one of the windows with her back to him.
"Every girl loves me. especially you. I'm gorgeous," He said, cocking his head to the side.
"Don't flatter yourself. I don't. So fuck off. You've been enough of an arse already." She scoffed, "And there's more to love than just looks."
"That's what ugly people say," He said breezily.
"And your personality is awful so I don't understand how anyone can love you," She said, turning red with anger.
"I love me," he laughed "You're ok, I suppose. Don't be too hard on yourself." He patted her on the back
"Do not touch me." She snapped, pushing his arm away but still keeping her face turned away. She stubbed the butt of the cigarette out and pulled out another immediately, lighting it shakily. "Honestly, Black. Did you really just come here to harrass me some more? And then you go on about how fucking beautiful you are and that Im in love with you and how I'm ugly. Seriously. Just go. You aren't helping," wiping at her eyes before taking a long drag.
"I didn't say that you were ugly. Or that I'm beautiful" Sirius said quietly. "I said that I'm gorgeous," He laughed.
"Just shut up and go away." She muttered, shaking her head.
"What's your problem?" Sirius stopped laughing and asked, exasperated. "You act as though you're emtionless and careless, but right now you're acting like a hormonal psycho."
"What do you think?!" Amber snapped, turning her head to the side to glance at him. "You fucking crush everything I've ever worked for and expect me to be fine?" her voice cracking slightly at the end.
"It was a joke. Chill. I already told you that," Sirius crossed his toned arms.
"Well, it wasn't funny." She shook her head, taking another drag. "And you honestly think that after that I'm going to be nice to you?"
"You were never nice to me''
"I offered you a smoke. Thats nice." she shrugged.
"You offered me a cancer stick? How thoughtful," He quickly shook his head "Sorry. I didn't mean to snap at you. Again."
"Just go away." she muttered, "You've already gotten what you wanted. You saw me snap. Now just go. Wasn't that the point, and I damn well proved to you I could harm more than a garden gnome." Sirius stared at her and instinctively rubbed his jaw.
"Whatever. I give up" He muttered before sauntering off.
"I don't hope your jaw feels better." She called after him before finishing her smoke and waiting until other couldn't tell she had been crying before making her way back to the common room, hands in her pockets.
Sirius stopped in his tracks when he heard that, shook his head, and continued walking
Amber sat down on one of the couches in front of the fire when she got to the common room, nodding a hello to a few of her friends. She spent the rest of her night thinking about what happened earlier. Am I really bad? He was right about me not playing as well as I usually do lately... For the first time, she found herself dreading the thought of practice in the morning.