A Twin in Mine Shadow

Chapter 2 A Backfired Prank

Lizzie awoke the next morning, to find a large Eagle owl bearing the Malfoy crest seated on her bedside cabinet. She yawned aloud and motioned for it to give her the letter.

'Let's see what Lucius has to say this time.'

What he had sent was more of a note than letter, in fact the briefest note Lizzie had ever received from him. The note said:

'Lizzie,

Meet me at our willow tree at 10:30, I need to tell you something important. Remember not to tell anyone where you're going.

Luc.M'

Lizzie glanced at the note strangely, for it was very unlikely of Lucius to be brief. He was anything but brief, which explained his bad habit of rambling on about anything, from cheese to the Ministry. Lizzie cast the note aside and jumped out of bed and started to slowly get ready for the day; the words of the note making her more curious by the minute.

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At precisely 10:00am the Gryffindor fourth years were seated in Charms with the Ravenclaws. Lizzie sat beside her only Ravenclaw friend, David Grimly at the back of the classroom. Professor Flitwick (more commonly known as 'Flickdick') was squeaking about transfiguring clear water into mud. Lizzie turned about her and was not surprised to see no one was paying him the slightest bit of attention besides the geeks at the front row. All was quiet and boring, up until James' book went flying at the Professor.

"Mr Potter! That's two points from Gryffindor for trying to disrupt the class. Pick up your book now," the tiny midget squeaked from his stack of books.

Nearly the whole class smirked as James huffed loudly and in mock stress, strutted towards the front of the class to pick up his book. But before he could return to his seat, Professor Flitwick motioned to the empty seat on Lizzie's right as he charmed James' equipment to fly there.

"Your new seat will be away from Mr Black for the rest of this term, Mr Potter."

In another mock huff James trotted over to the other side of the classroom, smirking each time Sirius shouted 'Ooh, Jamesy's in trouble now!'

'Hah, James has to sit beside the 'man-slag,' Remus Lupin shouted back. The 'man-slag being another nickname for the freaky Lizzie Potter. Everyone in the room besides the professor, Lizzie and Dave snorted into their books.

"Quiet, everyone," Professor 'Flitdick' squeaked above everyone else. Without further catcalls, the room turned silent again.

As soon as James took his seat by Lizzie, he stretched his legs out and started to rock his chair back and forth. He glanced at Lizzie, knowing well that his movement and fidgeting was annoying her, and smirked widely. Lizzie gave him the death glare, and turned back to Dave.

"So Dave, what was it you wanted to tell me about Isabelle," Lizzie continued from where they had left off.

"Oh yeah," Dave turned around fully in his seat to face Lizzie.

"Well, it's just that I overheard Elspeth Shade (you know Isabelle's best friend) telling Jonathan Davies that Isabelle couldn't go out with him, 'cause she fancied someone else. And when I stayed up in the common room last night for Luc, I heard Sarah Rigel telling Jonathan Davies that Isabelle fancied me."

Lizzie burst out laughing at this, which instantly attracted Professor 'Flitdick's' attention.

"Miss Potter, if you would kindly be willing to share what you find so funny with the rest of the class."

"She's laughing 'cause she has rabies," a voice from Lizzie's right shouted out immediately. Lizzie rounded on James while everyone in the classroom laughed, and hit him really hard on the head.

"Owe, that's my head," James squealed while he patted the sore area.

"Really James, 'cause I didn't know you had one of those," Lizzie retorted in a sarcastic manner. She turned back to find Dave now fidgeting in his seat. She followed a stare he was trying to avoid, and found that it lead to none other than Isabelle Darkwell, the popular Ravenclaw that had a crush on David. Lizzie smirked and waved at her childishly. The girl eyed Lizzie with a disgusted look and turned back to her popular friends.

"No need to drop hints, Isabelle, Dave Grimly already knows you fancy him!" that voice shouted again, sending nearly everyone into hysterics. Lizzie hit him again, then watched as Isabelle got up and ran out of the room in tears.

"What was that for, Potter?" Dave asked him in annoyance.

"Don't worry Dave, he does it to everyone. It's the only way he'll feel better about himself," Lizzie assured him with an evil glare at James.

Dave turned around in his seat and growled at a few eavesdroppers. James just smirked and continued to rock back and forth in his chair.

It was halfway into the lesson, when James suddenly grunted, "I'm bored."

"You are?" Lizzie questioned in mock sarcasm as she popped her blue bubblegum.

She watched as James reached for a few scraps of parchment in his robe pocket. He took them out and dipped his quill in Lizzie's inkpot, as he began to write, 'Dear Sirius-baby, my truest love.'

"Always knew there was something personal going on between you two," Lizzie commented, watching James go red.

"Ha ha," he retorted.

"It just so happens, I'm playing a prank on Sirius. He actually thinks he has a secret admirer, who dreams to rape him every minute."

Lizzie's eyes widened in disgust, as she looked at what the quill was revealing onto the parchment.

"I dreamt of you again, last night. When will you make love to me? I love you sooo much, you're so dreamy, toned and strong…"

"James that's disgusting!" Lizzie uttered. But he only smirked at her and coyishly replied,

"Not when Sirius finds the letter. You should see how excited he gets when he reads it. Watch and see.

Lizzie watched as James finished off the note with an "I'm looking forward to dreaming of you tonight baby. Love, from your sexiest admirer." She then watched as he passed the note back and told the Ravenclaws to pass it to Sirius, because that's what the sender said.

It did not take long until Sirius received James' note, which was a pretty funny sight to watch. As soon as he was halfway through the letter, his eyes went wide and Lizzie saw him gulp. A curious grin broke out on his face, as he nudged Remus and began showing him the saucy note he'd just received. They both started grinning maniacally, which sent Lizzie into laughter. But she soon found out this was the wrong thing to do.

"Shut up Lizzie, or otherwise he'll know it was us," her brother whispered franticallyLizzie turned back to James but found he had turned away from her. She looked straight forward at Sirius, to find him and his few friends that had been reading the note a minute ago, looking at her.

She had laughed too loud.

The rest of the jock gang turned away, but Sirius' eyes never left Lizzie's face. All too soon, she watched with pure horror as the corners of his mouth went up, as he neatly tucked the note into his pocket.

Sirius thought she fancied him.

'Oh shit.'

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