Author's Note: I feel really stupid. I just read over Chapter 1 and my A/N at the bottom said it had three different POV. When it actually had four. Forgive me for my lack of basic math skills.
Disclaimer: I own Sirius. Seriously, I do.
Chapter 2
"New Information"
.Parker.
"This is James, Peter, and Remus." Lily pointed to the three boys sitting across from us as they said their hellos.
"It's nice to finally start meeting people." Presley said.
Lily looked at me and Jessica. "And these two are my lucky roommates Parker and Jessica."
"Lucky how?" I asked Lily.
"Well, you're lucky because you have me as your roommate, of course." Lily said as I punched her playfully in the arm.
"Yeah, because how lucky can two people be to put up with someone's constant chatter while they sleep." I grinned at Lily and Jessica laughed.
"Whatever, I do not talk in my sleep!" Lily said as Presley took the seat in between me and Lily.
"Anyways, on to other matters, tell us about yourself Presley." James said, looking interested.
"Well, I am new here, obviously, I used to go to Beaubaxtons-"
"Wait," I interrupted. "Is it true you don't know how to speak in French?"
"Est-ce que ceci répond à votre question?" Presley spoke rapidly, changing her British accent to a French one.
"Whoa!" Peter said.
"That is impressive." Remus said.
"I just didn't want people bugging me about it." Presley said, her voice going back to it's normal accent, and back to a language we can understand.
"Good idea." Lily said.
We talked about lots of stuff, mostly Presley speaking about her life before her mom decided to put her into Hogwarts. She seemed different from all the other Beaubaxtons girls I had ever encountered. She wasn't stuck up, she was laidback and had a very lovable attitude.
As we finished our deserts, I leaned over to Presley.
"You aren't like I thought you would be." I informed her.
"What? Just because I am from Beaubaxtons?" Presley asked, a grin playing on her face.
"Yeah. Most the people there are really stuck up."
"Believe me, I already know that. I went there, and it is even worse if you actually are going there." she told me, laughing.
"Oh, I'd believe it."
We were about to finish up eating when Lily spoke up.
"James, Remus and I need to go. We need to start getting ready to help the first years."
James was bothering Remus, who was the other Gryffindor prefect, and didn't look like he was stopping anytime soon.
"Alright, Lily. Just let me finish this one thing."
"James!"
"Alright, alright! Shouldn't they be ready by now though? They have been her for nearly a week! Peter wasn't even that hopeless as a first year."
Lily gave him a look and Peter was trying to comprehend what James had said about him.
Presley watched as James let Remus leave the table. "You two fight like an old married couple." She said, shaking her head. James grinned and stared after Lily.
"Yeah, we all have bets on when they will start dating. I think this year looks more promising." I told her without James listening to our conversation.
"Hey!" Peter yelled with a look on his face that said it all. "I'm not hopeless!" He told James, but James wasn't listening to him.
.James.
As Remus and Lily started walking over to the front doors of the Great Hall, I realized something.
Maybe, just maybe, I was over Lily Evans.
I mean, she had never really liked me, had she?
Even though the way her eyes twinkled when she laughed, and the way the sun hit her hair just right it sent butterflies fluttering like hummingbirds on crack in my stomach and…
Wait. I am over Lily Evans. Over her. Over Lily. As in, can't think about her. Can't. Won't. Who needs her anyways? I mean, all she is good for is being the smartest witch. Who needs a know-it-all as their friend?
…But she is also the prettiest witch. Not just in our year, but in the whole school. Many of wizards have hit on her, and many of witches envy her.
Wait. Cannot think about Lily Evans… Can't!
I slapped my forehead with my hand, which caused Parker to look over at me, concerned.
"Are you alright James? Or have you finally gone mental?" She asked. I thought about Lily again.
"I'm fine." I said, sighing.
I wasn't over Lily. And I never would be.
.Sirius.
"I am only going to be going to the Gryffindor table. I mean, it is the house I am in." I said as Emily pleaded for me to stay with her.
"But Sirius," she said in what she thought was a winning voice. To me, it was just annoying.
"Listen, meet me in front of the Gryffindor common room in a few minutes. I'll be there." I said, planning my break up with one of the hottest girls in school, but, quite frankly, she was amazingly annoying. I couldn't wait to break up with her.
"Okay, Sirius-poo." She said as I gave her a fake grin.
"Yeah, Sirius-poo." I muttered as I went to find my friends. "Bloody girlfriend. Annoying. Clingy. Has to call me stupid nicknames." I muttered a bit loudly as I took a seat next to James.
"What's up with you, Padfoot?" James asked, smirking a bit.
I glared at him. "Girls. That's what is up."
"I told you so." James said to me, this time a smirk overcame his whole face.
It was true, James had told me about Emily. About how he heard that she was bloody agitating and I would wind up being on the verge of strangling her. I wouldn't strangle her though, it isn't foolproof. More like stab her with my magical knife and the wrap her up… and then throw her over a bridge. That sounded like fun…
"Where is Remus?" I asked, looking around.
"Prefect duties, of course." James replied.
But I wasn't listening. I was looking at the girl that was sitting by Parker. She was laughing at something that someone had said. Her laugh was almost as pretty as she was. She had chestnut brown hair that was stick straight and reached to about half-way down her back. I was in awe.
But I couldn't watch her for too long.
"Come on, we are going to be late if you don't get up." James said to me, obviously wanting to get to the common rooms.
I stood up and started walking towards the doors, loosing sight of the girl. She must of been the new girl Dumbledore had spoken about, but I didn't get a good look at her. I didn't look at her at all, actually, because Emily had pulled me into another kiss before I got the chance to.
"Prongs," I started to say."Her name is Presley. She is in fifth year." He said, not waiting for me to finish my question. "If you wouldn't be so busy snogging your girlfriend, you would know that."
"Whatever" was all I could come up with, as I started looking for Presley. She hadn't even noticed me. Yet. I would make sure she would end up noticing me.
.Jessica.
I wound up right next to Presley, even though I was trying to talk to Parker, who was my best friend and someone I could talk to about anything. I just wanted to tell her about who I saw eyeing Presley…
"So, I am guessing you are the quiet one of the group?" Presley asked me.
"Wha- Oh, um. No, actually. It is just that, I um. Get shy around people I don't know very well." I admitted, embarrassed.
"It's alright, no need to worry. Let's just hope I can fit in at Hogwarts." Presley said. I'm sure she would. How could she not?
Just at that moment we got to the portrait hole to find a little group of people standing in front of it. I couldn't actually see what everyone was staring at though.
"Listen Emily," I heard Sirius say. Oh no, another break up. I shook my head and thought about how many times this has happened since we started Hogwarts.
"I just think that it is time to break apart from each other, and start seeing other people. This relationship is just not what I thought it was going to be." Sirius said. Translation: She sucked in bed. But Emily didn't know that. I had seen it enough to know the hidden meanings.
"We are standing here just to witness Sirius break yet another girls heart?" Parker said from behind me. Parker had been on the same end as Emily at one time, except she knew how Sirius was. She didn't take the relationship with Sirius seriously. She just wanted to have some fun.
"I guess so. You would think that the girls' ought to know to stay away from him though." I replied.
Presley looked confused at our conversation but didn't intervene.
All of a sudden, Emily rushed out of the crowd with tears falling down her cheeks. Poor girl, I thought as we headed into the portrait hole to the Common Room where Lily and Remus were in a couple of chairs that were in front of the fireplace.
"Why is everybody coming in in one big group?" Remus asked.
"I bet you Sirius broke up with Emily. He always causes a scene." Lily replied.
"Now, Miss Evans… Surely you aren't talking about me. I never cause a scene." We heard Sirius say from behind us.
.Presley.
I knew from just looking at him that he was bad news. He had dark brown hair that was pretty long and fell gracefully down his face. His face looked like someone had chiseled it out of stone. Perfectly high cheekbones, and a strong jaw to complete it. I looked at him after he had said something to Lily. He returned my gaze.
"And you, you must be the new girl. Presley."
"Glad to know you are smarter than you look. And you are…?"
"They call me Sirius, though I hardly ever am serious." He grinned at me and a twinkle came to his grey eyes.
"Of course. It's only suitable to not live up to one's name." I said as I also grinned at him.
"Isn't Presley some kind of rock star in the Muggle world that died from drug overdose?" He asked playfully.
I sighed. "No, his name was Elvis. Are you muggleborn or something?" I asked curiously.
"Afraid not. My family is full of pureblood fanatics. The Black family, actually."
I was shocked. "Black family?" I asked him. "As in, the family where half the deatheaters come from?"
"Unfortunately. You seem to know quite a bit about that." Sirius said to me.
"Everyone knows how your family is." I couldn't even look at Sirius now. He was not at all what I expected. He was most likely a deatheater and I was not about to associate myself with a deatheater, especially not one from the Black family. "Lily, will you please show me to my room?"
Lily got up quickly, a concerned look on her face. "Of course, Presley."
And we headed upstairs, leaving Sirius Black in the common rooms with a confused look on his gorgeous face.
End Author's Note: It is pretty sad that I already have the last chapter of this fanfic written. Hehe. I have it all planned out, and y'all will be majorly surprised at the ending. Don't worry, this fanfic isn't about Presley hating Sirius. You will see why she freezes up when the name 'Black' gets mentioned in another chapter. Perhaps the next chapter. And by the way, 'Est-ce que ceci répond à votre question?' means 'Does that answer your question?' just to let all you confused people know. Hopefully I got the French right. Lol.
Another Author's Note: I don't actually own Sirius. XD
