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I roll my eyes up and slightly to the right as I try to recall the answer to the question my friend, Lauren, just asked. "It's got to be toad tongue."
"Correct, Billie's turn," she laughs.
"Oh, no," Jennifer groans as her grey eyes go wide.
I turn around to see what she's looking at and my eyes witness the most annoying group of boys ever walk into the library. Even worse: they're being especially loud today. They sit down at the table behind us and I groan. The group consists of James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, and Peter Pettigrew.
"Okay, Liv..." Billie says. I can't hear the rest of her statement over the sound of the fucktards behind me. Mainly I mean Sirius. Who gives a fuck if he's attractive if he's equally annoying?
I push my chair back, get up, and walk up to Sirius's side. "Can you please be quiet? Me and my friends are trying to study."
He glances at me, says no, and continues with his speech about how to get girls at the same volume.
"Listen, this is a library. You either get out a book and fucking read it, be fucking quiet, or get the fuck out," I said loudly and with more ferocity.
He sticks his arm out and pushes me back with it, "Go away. Please. You're ruining my best mate's birthday."
My breathing becomes a lot slower and deeper. "Don't. Touch. Me," I say as I pull my arm back.
"Liv!"
"No!"
My friends are a second too late because the next thing I hear is a crunching noise as my fist connects with his nose and there's blood pouring out of his nostrils a moment later. His hand rushes to his face and he's groaning and cursing in pain. "You bitch!" he shouts. "You hit like a fucking man!"
"Really?" I ask. "Thanks."
My friends are up by that time. Jennifer is examining Sirius's nose with James and Remus. Peter is staring at them. Billie and Lauren are speaking to me. They're trying to convince me to go out into the hall to cool down.
"No, I swear I won't hit him again."
"Alright," they both say. I go to my book bag and pull out a small rag.
"Move," I say to everyone crowding around Sirius. I hand him the rag and he takes it. "Alright, now move your hand," I say bending over a little. He shakes his head. "Do you want me to do it for you? I'm trying to help." He puts his hands in his lap. I pull out my wand and point it at his nose and whisper,"Episkey." He winces in pain. "Tergeo," I say clearing up all of the blood from his face and clothes, also using it on the floor and my rag.
"I'm going to bed," I announce to my friends grabbing the rag from Sirius. "Happy birthday, James," I say pulling my book bag over my shoulder and leaving the library.