Hello, I thought that I should just introduce myself. I am Waddiwassi27- :D I live in the UK and am currently studying my A-Levels. I write fanfiction in my spare time as a way to relax and just unwind and escape my homework for just a little while longer. So yeah...that's me...ish. I'm not good at this whole introducing business.

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CHAPTER TWO

Adelaide P.O.V

I had had a pretty fun dinner with Eva- no Lily. She was funny, smart and sane, which was a change. I blew her away with my jokes of course, and we spent the evening talking about insignificant little titbits. In many ways she reminded me of Nikolai...except she didn't threaten to incapacitate/castrate/incinerate any male who so much as looked my way. In fact, she was the first female who I was conversing with just for the laughs. I felt a pang of grief wash through me. I missed Nikolai...terribly.

"You know, I feel kind of bad for letting Marlene and the others sleep through dinner. You can count on it that they'll be prissy about it in the morning." Lily yawned as we walked down a rather secluded corridor. "Well, Marlene will. Until she hears it was Sirius' fault that is...then she'll go and suck up to him and try and get lai-"

"Whoa! Too much info!" I pushed her playfully.

"Girl!" someone shouted, causing both me and Lily to turn around.

"Yuck." I scrunched my nose in disgust.

"What do you want, Black?" my new friend grunted in a very unladylike manner.

"Nothing...I just wanted to return...this." he handed me a heavy back tome. It was my book from earlier- the one that had a distinctly lacked anything about inter-universal travel. I wrinkled my nose in distaste.

"You do that a lot, you know."

"Hmm?" I raised an eyebrow in puzzlement.

"That weird thing with your nose. You know, like this." He imitated me by wrinkling his nose, earning a soft chuckle from myself.

"I suppose so." I sighed and tucked the book under my arm.

"Okay. Let's get going now." Lily said, reminding me of her existence. I had completely forgotten about her, which I found odd. Friends don't forget about each other do they? I shook of the feeling and turned to Lily.

"Yes, lets." We both turned to leave. "Thanks, Black." I shot him a semi-pleasant smile, which he returned with a grin.

"Call me Sirius!" I heard him shout, just as myself and Lily turned a corner.

"Great, you've attracted...it." Lily muttered darkly. I just burst out laughing.

"...it? You make it seem like he's Satan himself or something."

"He is. So is, Potter." She told me earnestly, making me laugh some more.

"There is going to be a day when you think very...very differently, Lily Evans." I smiled, patting her lightly on her cheek. She looked at me expectantly, but I merely shook my head and kept walking. She would find out, exactly what I meant, in her own sweet time.

The next morning found me sitting alone at the Gryffindor table. It was 6am, yet I was awake, tired and severely grumpy.

"Hello, you." Someone said as I stabbed angrily at a plate loaded with eggs. I didn't even like eggs, but that just propelled my violent forkmanship.

"Good. Morning." I ground out, still mutilating my poor breakfast. Eggs were just so damn annoying.

"So what did your breakfast do to deserve that?" I snapped my head up angrily at this, and was met with the dazzling face of none other than Sirius Black. You have no idea how much I wanted to throw giant peas at him, right there and then. I wonder if they even have giant peas here?

"Hello? I asked you a question." He said, poking my arm lightly.

"Don't you know that it's only ever socially acceptable to poke a person on Facebook." He looked at me in confusion. Right, Hogwarts. Alternate Universe. I keep forgetting.

"What's fa-"

"None of your business." I muttered, returning to my eggs, yawning. He said nothing, but sat down beside me. I noticed he was wearing a set of extremely well fitted quidditch robes. He piled eggs, sausages and toast onto his plate and pouring himself some pumpkin juice. For a moment I just stared at him annoyed. There was an entire bloody table, and the only seat he could find was next to me.

"Is there a problem...sorry, I don't know your name." He asked without looking up, though I could see the corners of his mouth were tugging up.

"Yes...the masticating sausage in your mouth, if you must know." He let out a bark like roar of laughter at this.

"Here." He shoved cup of coffee at me. "Get some of that down you...it will help you to wake up." Great, the reject was trying to kill me now.

"No thanks...I'd rather not." I gave the cup a distasteful glance before continuing with my massacre of eggs.

"Suit yourself." I snorted at Black's childish behaviour and stood up. Without a word I marched my genius arse right out of there. It was a shame that we were the only two people there...it would have been nice if someone other than Black had seen my brilliant storm out.

After my little run in with Black, I decided to go to the Library.

"Maybe I can waste more time not finding what I'm looking for!" I muttered angrily to myself, throwing my bag down onto an empty table. This annoyed me...I wasn't usually an angry person- nor did I easily give up. I had come across plenty of problems before; but this world was just taking it out of me. I'd been away from Oxford for over a year. Hell...Russia had taken it out of me. I missed Nikolai, and Nate...and dare I say it, the little spoilt rich kids! I wanted to go home and this was the only way to get there. And that fact sucked. Not to mention the fact that there was practically no information on travelling through different universes either. Thoroughly irked I took a great stack of books from the shelf behind me.

"A load of crap." I muttered after skimming through the contents page of the first of many books piled on my desk. I shoved the tome to one section of the desk and picked a new one.

"Oh look, more crap...crap...even crapper."

"This must be what purgatory feels like!" I exclaimed exasperatedly, sometime later, very close to tearing my own hair out.

"Are you alright, there?" A calm voice asked.

"Positively marvellous." I replied after taking a deep breath. I turned and glared at the newcomer when I heard a noise that sounded suspiciously like laughter. It was Remus Lupin.

"I'm sorry...that wasn't very nice of me. Is there anything I can help you with?" he asked, blushing slightly.

"Unless you can transport me into an alternate reality, no, there is nothing that you can do for me." I was rewarded with a big grin.

"You're a very funny person, you know. And just to let you know...kudos for punching Padfoot in his delicates yesterday. I don't think I've ever laughed so hard in my entire life!" It was my turn to smile.

"You know what, Mr Lupin...I think I like you."

"So, what are you doing up so early? Forgot to do your homework?"

"Don't be silly. I couldn't sleep." I flicked my wand, sending all the books back to their original places. The fact that he thought I had forgotten to do my homework, was a sure indicator that the kid had no idea what I was like.

"I don't think I've ever seen you around- what's your name?" Really? He'd never seen me around?

"That's odd. I've been in every single one of your classes for the last seven years." He looked horrified at this. Inwardly, I grinned, revelling in my little prank.

"Really?" he sounded apologetic.

"Nope." I snorted. "Only the last month or so. I'm a transfer student if you will."

"I don't think there's ever been a transfer student before." He smiled lightly, as the light hit his face in soft rays. I traced the scars on his face with my eyes, noting sadly how deep they were.

"My dog is...very energetic." Remus told me nonchalantly. I smiled sadly. This guy was brilliant, and he didn't even know it.

"I always wanted a pet, but I was always too scared I'd forget to feed it and the poor thing would die." He snorted at the last part.

"So, you never did answer my question; what's your name...oh, and what are you doing here so early."

"Adelaide. And books. They remind me of home." I gave him a small smile and left.

I was sat outside Slughorn's room, practicing some spells. Despite being a smart arse and having spent the last four months learning magic at a very accelerated rate, I was only an average levelled witch. But I loved to learn. And learning magic was like nothing I'd ever experienced. It was irritating, unpredictable and simply exhilarating. When I found a way home, I would definitely miss the feel of magic rushing through my veins and through my wand. What I'm saying is, that although I haven't hit the mark yet...it's fun trying.

"Tergeo." I whispered, pointing my want at a patch of dust besides me. My eyebrows knotted together in concentration as the dust vanished instantly. I had learnt the charm- but now I had to learn to do it without concentrating. I repeated the spell again on a different area.

"Adelaide! There you are...where on earth did you get to this morning? I had to put up with these idiots the entire way." I looked up to see Lily ranting, and four marauders. James looked scandalised when his beloved Lily called him and his friends idiots. He was so perfect for Lily it was crazy!

"Sorry...I got up early and went to the library. Where are Alice, Marlene and Cassie? They're not still sleeping are they?" Black chuckled at this. Clearly he felt no remorse for his actions. Lily glared at him

"No. They're still having breakfast- to be fair there is still half an hour till lessons start. I was just looking for you."

"And James, insisted that we tag along too." I maintained a blank expression as Sirius spoke, but secretly revelled in his annoyance. Bless James Potter, until the sun goes down!

"We look like geeks...half an hour early for potions..." Peter grumbled as they all sat down around me. I realised I should hate the little git...but right now, looking at him, I saw a socially retarded young boy, who didn't know who he was, where he was going, or even what day it was. It was hard to see the vindictive murderer who would grow up to betray his friends. Just like how it was nigh impossible to see Black as Harry Potter's Godfather. But, to be fair, they weren't those people yet. They were just...well themselves right now.

"So, Moony tells us that you're a transfer. Where did you go to school last?" James asked me wearing a friendly grin.

"Oh-" Oxford had been on the tip of my tongue. It would be a weird if I told them that the last place I went to school was Oxford University and that was when I was fifth teen...even more so if I explained that I had been teaching there for a year too.

"I was home schooled...by a friend of my parents." I repeated the lie I had told Dumbledore during the summer when I had first found myself in this world.

"Really? So how come you come here now, then?" Black asked with a raised eyebrow. He looked mildly suspicious.

"My parents died...It's just me now. So I came here." I replied in a small but confident voice, looking straight into Black's grey eyes. They softened immediately as he gazed back into mine, seeing the truth, or at least the semi truth, in my words. My parents had died...just sixteen years ago. He was such a gullible prick.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to pry." He looked slightly ashamed of himself.

"It's fine."

The next few moments passed in a very uncomfortable manner.

"Well, this is awkward." Remus muttered, laughing nervously. Immediately I put my right hand on top of my left hand, lacing my fingers through each other and moving my thumbs in a circular motion.

"Err...Adelaide, what are you doing?" I looked up to see Lily and the others giving me strange looks.

"It's an awkward turtle, guys."

Seriously, the 70's sucked! These guys didn't even have awkward turtle! The others were diverted from my strange behaviour when we heard loud footsteps rounding the corner.

"Ah! It's so lovely to see such eager students! Come in. Come in." Horace Slughorn boomed, opening the door to him room with a quick wave of the wand. Peter looked thoroughly put out by this.

As we all filed into the room, out of the corner of my eye, I saw Sirius assessing me. Suddenly, I felt naked. Subconsciously I wrapped my robes around me tighter. How pathetic was I to be this affected...it had been almost four months now! Again, I was reminded why I hated the guy.

"Sit here, Adelaide." Lily smiled, beckoning me to the front of the classroom.

"I think I'll just sit in my usual seat." I commented in a monotone. She looked a like a lost puppy at this.

"Oh...o-ok." A really lost puppy... alone in a thunder storm.

"I think Marlene would rip my head off if I sat there. And, to be fair, it is her seat." I added, hoping to show her that I wasn't just being anti-social. It worked, thankfully, and I was rewarded with a broad grin.

"Marlene's not that bad...well she is, but I'm sure you'll get along fine." I just snorted. Sometimes, I really hated the fact that I was so advanced in knowledge. The fact that I had already finished University meant that I spent very little time talking to people for the sake of...well talking to them. It was a little awkward for me, even now talking to Lily, let alone Marlene McKinnon. And besides, I had it on very good authority that Marlene just so happened to be a complete and utter bitch. She was thick too, which didn't help her chances at all.

"I'm afraid, Mr Black, Mr Potter, that I am going to have to split you both up." The walrus was now at his desk, tinkering about with some, one or other potion. Both James and Black groaned. Seriously...could they not even go one hour without holding each other's hands?

"Professor! If this is about Snive- I mean Snape's robes catching on fire- I swear it was an accident. It was just a bad aim-" James said, earning himself a contemptuous look from Lily.

"Now, I'm sure it was, m'boy...however, I simply cannot ignore the lack of work being produced by yourself and Mr Black. That is why; I have no choice but to separate you. James-you can work with Lily here, and Sirius...you can work with Miss Petrova." The potions master boomed. Black and James looked over the moon, whilst Lily let out a pained howl, as though someone had just lobbed her over the head with a cricket bat. Although I knew I shouldn't, I couldn't help but laugh at her reaction. She glared at me.

"I-I'm sorry...but you look like a duck!" I wheezed. She was still glaring at me, but I swore I saw the corners of her mouth twitch.

"Well fine. You have fun with, Black, then." This shut me up immediately. If I wasn't so appalled by the fact that my partner for the foreseeable future was my arch nemesis, I would have praised Lily on her ability to hit me at my weakest point. She could be an evil mastermind if she so wished. I doubt she did though...she was much too pure; despite her tenacious temper.

"We're not that bad, Lilyflower!" James suddenly exclaimed, sitting down excitedly next to 'Lilyflower.' The red head swatted at James until he was perched as far away from her as possible.

"Just because I'm being forced to...work with you, does not mean I like you...in ANY shape or form." This, rather loud, admission from Lily startled a students who were now making their way into the class. I snorted, feeling only mildly annoyed as Sirius took his place beside me.

"You're doing it wrong." Black drawled as I painstakingly tried to cut a dragon foot. Unfortunately it kept slipping from my hold. Already, I had had to retrieve it from the floor four times.

"Shut up!" I snapped, determined to get it right. Black just chuckled at me in his infuriating manner.

"You need to squash it and then cut." He informed me after another ten minutes of failure to complete the task on my part. I glared at him and did as he said. At first a thick, gooey tar like substance oozed from the foot, then as I went to cut it, my small silver knife sliced through it cleanly. "Look at that...it worked." Black smirked, his voice laced with sarcasm and superiority. In a moment of anger, I grabbed a handful of the thick black stuff oozing all over the place and wiped it slowly and deliberately all over his face. I adopted his earlier smirk as he let put something akin to a girlish squeal.

"That's disgusting!" he roared in indignation as I wiped my hands on his robe clad chest, smearing the liquid on him further.

"What on earth is going on...oh dear!" The potions master exclaimed, as he strolled towards our desk. "Scourifigy." He waved his wand and within seconds my handy work was destroyed. Silly old codger...he should have left it as it was.

"There, good as new. Lovely potion- It is a wonder how excellently you work when separated from Mr Potter." He added, peering over our cauldron.

"You're a bloody nutcase!" Black groaned, resting his head against the desk once Slughorn was gone. The little ding-bat was going to let me finish the potion on my own.

"I might be...but I am not finishing this-" I motioned towards our potion "-alone. Now get up you lazy git!" I prodded him sharply with the nearest thing I could find.

"OWWWW!" He let out an ear-splitting shriek. It turned out; the nearest thing to me had been a knife. I just stabbed him...this was not good.

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