Hey! My inspiration for this story was: Robin, Missy and most of the album Under My Skin - Avril Lavigne, hence the title and future chapter names. This isn't my first Harry Potter story but it's my first Marauder era story that I actually like. It's a collaboration with MysterSlytherinGirl, Missy, and it includes some of my real friends as well(: I hope you guys like it and R&R please? There may be grammer or spelling mistakes, I read it over a few times but I usually miss something each time so, ya never know. Anyways, on with the story!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything except for ocs. Missy and I own them. I don't own my friends but like... I kinda own them in the story I guess? I'm not sure. And I would say we own the plot buuuttttt I'm pretty sure there's similar ones.
Summary: Jasmine Bielec was expected, by her father and friends, to be the perfect Slytherin. So she became one, until a certain Sirius Black decided to step in and bring back old feelings. SiriusxOCxSnape with hints of RegulusxOC
P.S - Character picture links are on my profile
She roamed the 12 Grimmauld Place gardens absent-mindedly, debating on just flooing to Missy's home without saying bye to Regulus. She paused at a rose bush that was enchanted to make the roses black. She wondered if she could pick a rose without being caught, which she was sure she couldn't. Her mind wandered to wondering what would happen to the enchantment if the roses were picked.
"Jasmine, what a pleasant surprise." Orion Black announced his presence after a few moments of standing behind her, observing. She didn't look at him, instead her eyes became cold and her back stiffened a little. She didn't like this man, she didn't like most adults in the 'Noble and Most Ancient House of Black'. She found them racist and could not relate to their strong distaste for muggles.
"Hello Mr. Black, I was wondering where Regulus was. I would like to say good-bye before I leave for Hogwarts." She spoke aloud, finally turning around to face him. He greeted her with a warm smile that made her wonder if he actually had feelings. That maybe, though it was highly doubtful, he didn't just… approve of her.
"Of course. We all will miss your company during the year." He held out his arm, expecting Jasmine to link her smaller one into his. She complied to the silent command and matched his pace easily when he began walking.
"As will I Mr. Black. I find your family's company quite enjoyable." She lied pleasantly. Orion chuckled. The lies she stated to the Black family always felt smooth, like silk. She never had a problem a with it, since they did the same.
Since they were all Slytherin.
"How many times must I tell you Jasmine? You are part of our family, it's Orion to you."
"Once more, as always Mr. Black." She paused, looking for words.
"Of course Walburga and I expect you to write to us, I'm sure dear Regulus does as well."
"Why of course Mr.-" Orion looked at her through the corner of his eye, she normally would have flinched had she not become used his authoritative presence. "Orion." She corrected herself. "Why ever would I think different?"
Orion smiled and led her inside, "Regulus is expecting you in the parlor, along with Sirius." Jasmine nodded her head respectively and waited for Orion to shut the door to shudder.
Walburga was in the kitchen humming and making a potion. She didn't notice Jasmine at first.
"Hello Mrs. Black, it's wonderful to see you again." Jasmine lied, yet again. Walburga smiled, not stopping her humming or stirring.
"Same to you Jasmine. I regret to say that Orion and I won't be able to see you all off to Hogwarts. I expect you to give Cissy and Missy my best though." Walburga stated flipping to another page in the worn notebook.
"That's a shame. I would have very much liked you to accompany us. Will Regulus be staying behind as well?" Jasmine asked, genuinely concerned. She enjoyed Regulus' company and would hate to have to deal with Bella, Cissy, and Missy together with just Sirius to distract her.
"No, no. He will be going as well. They're both waiting for you in the parlor, they should be ready to floo now." She answered becoming slightly annoyed with the scribbles in the notebook.
"Oh, okay. It was nice seeing you and Orion before I left." Jasmine said, sensing her presence unwanted.
"Like-wise." Walburga answered quietly.
"I'll make sure Sirius writes." Jasmine said making her way out of the kitchen.
"I expect letters from you as well!" Walburga called behind her making her roll her eyes. Yeah she thought, and I'm a muggle-born. Jasmine turned into the parlor where Sirius and Regulus waited for her.
"Jazz."Regulus greeted as soon as she walked in. He pulled her into the tightest hug he could muster and stole a whiff of her shampoo, a pleasant berry mix filled his nostrils. She smiled and returned the hug. He let go quickly, turning to his brother to hide his blush.
Grey eyes found hers and she ignored the butterflies she always got when she saw him. Sirius Black had to be the most attractive boy she had ever met by far. His lip curled a little, he was trying to hide a smile.
"Bielec." He sneered.
"Black." She retorted.
There was a moment of silence between the two before they both laughed. Sirius gave her a brief hug, which was shorter than she had hoped, and smiled at her. Regulus stood next to him and she soaked in how alike they looked. There was just something about Sirius that made him more attractive though.
"Ready for Hogwarts mate?" She asked.
"Why of course." He said with a hint of sarcasm in his voice. She grinned a little and rolled her eyes.
"Well let's go get your cousins." Jasmine said after a few seconds of awkward silence. Sirius groaned, making Jasmine laugh, and followed her into the large fireplace. Regulus followed the two, his face falling slightly. He felt too replaced and he knew that by the end of their first Hogwarts year, he would be fully replaced.
He glared at Sirius through the corner of his eye, how could he be better.
Jasmine spotted her friend staring into her room and grinned.
"Missy!" She yelled from down the hall. Missy turned and looked at her, some of her hair blocking her eyes. Jasmine began running towards Missy, her sneakers making loud thuds on the household floors. "Jazz!" Missy yelled, using her nickname and opening her arms up wide. Jasmine laughed and practically tackled Missy in a bear hug.
"Ready for Hogwarts?" She asked letting go of Missy and fixing her hair. Some strands were sticking up from static but Jasmine couldn't tell her that. Missy could never be anything but perfect. Missy pulled a face and Jasmine knew some ridiculous problem was about to be announced.
"Not really. What if I get Gryffindor and I have to share a dorm with a filthy mudblood," Better than a filthy pureblood Jazz thought, "or a rotten blood-traitor?" And what about a rotten racist? Jasmine rolled her eyes and sighed.
"Missy, you're almost more Slytherin than Salazar himself." Jazz reassured her. She disliked Missy's moral code but befriended her quirky ways none the less. "Now how about we find our way to King's Cross, aye?" She asked with a small smirk. Missy stared at her in thought for a minute before smirking herself and nodding.
"Bielec, Jasmine." The professor called her name. Panic struck her to the core. How was she supposed to do this? Just go up in front of everyone. Everyone does it. Everyone. And what if she got Gryffindor? Surely she'd lose her father's love and her friends.
She unknowingly began tapping her hand against her leg as she walked up to the stool, a nervous habit of hers. She took a seat and noticed Missy staring at Sirius and another boy, who were both watching Jasmine. Sirius was smirking at her and gave her a wink as the hat was placed upon her head. The other boy was just watching and smiled a little when her eyes fell upon his own black ones.
"A Bielec!" The hat said in her head. "My, my. Such bravery you have and loyalty. Perhaps Gryffindor?" The hat continued causing her to look at the Gryffindor table with a smile. "But you're cunning, very cunning. And ambitious I see… perhaps you'll be better suited in Slytherin." Jasmine glanced at Missy and the Slytherin table.
"Perhaps." She whispered under her breath. The hat's laugh echoed in her head, "SLYTHERIN it is then!" The hat shouted aloud. She smirked at Missy who returned it with her own small smirk. She walked quickly away, to the Slytherin table, not daring to look back. Not daring to look at Sirius.
She sat down and continued to watch the sorting.
"Black," All three started moving forward, "Melissa." Cissy and Sirius stopped but Missy continued her way to the stool. Cissy winked at her and Sirius was showing his distaste for Missy and Cissy, Finally she thought. But then he gave her the same look and she started feeling sick. Like she was choking on her tongue or something. That's right. She was Slytherin now. She had to be like their whole family. Like her father.
Missy and the hat were having a chat. Jazz knew that meant the hat was doubting her. Jasmine glanced at the boy she was sitting next to. He wasn't a first year but he didn't look too old. Perhaps a second year. He had amazing ice blue eyes. She smiled a little and he returned it.
"I'm Lucius, Lucius Malfoy." He introduced himself. Jazz inwardly groaned, Malfoy is almost as bad as Black with their blood status She thought. She still smiled though, the smile just left her eyes.
"Jasmine Bielec." She returned. He smiled, an approving smile.
"SLYTHERIN!" The hat shouted, turning Jazz's attention back to her friend.
Missy sat down next to Jazz with a satisfied smirk. Bella nodded a little in small approval. "Black," The professor called again. She noticed how eager Sirius was to get his sorting over with as he started moving. "Narcissa." Sirius stopped dead in his tracks. Narcissa continued her way up to the stool and the hat shout "SLYTHERIN!" straight away. Missy frowned as she realized the hat had doubted her. She snuck a glance at Jazz and realized that out of the three so far, she had been the most doubted.
"Black," There were a few groans. Jazz ignored them though, instead she gave Sirius an encouraging smile when he looked to her. He sat on the rickety stool and gripped the sides tightly. Once the hat was placed on his head, he didn't once look at the Slytherin table.
At least a minute. At least a full minute it had taken to sort Sirius. A minute full of tension for Jazz. "GRYFFINDOR!" The hat shouted. The three Black sisters gasped, along with a few other Slytherins. She noticed the relief that consumed his features as he made his way to the Gryffindor table. She smiled sadly when she began thinking about his home life.
About Regulus.
"Poor Reg…" She whispered to herself.
Missy heard her though; Something is very wrong in the wizarding world indeed… Missy thought.