"Evans! Lily Flower... where are you puddin' duck? I love you, little spaghetti waffle!" Potter's nicknames for Lily really did get on one's nerves sometimes.

"Hey Lily... It's you're boyfriend!" America giggled at Sev's whisper.

"Potter is NOT my boy friend, Sev!" They were hidden all three of them in a broom cupboard.

"You might wanna let him know there, Lils."

"Shut up, Savvy."

America's mouth opened wide in shock. She took out her wand and pointed it at her best friend, angrily whispering, "Call me Savvy one more time, Evans."

Lily's eyes widened. "Sorry! Sorry! Crossed a line! I'm sorry!"

Severus let out a low whistle, "Dodged a bullet, there, Lily."

America had told Lily and Severus about her middle name halfway through first year. She told them how her father had called her Savvy throughout her life, and how he had died. She saved her middle name for people who were really special to her, and she to them. And, as she explained to Severus and Lily, her two best friends were special, and she loved them both dearly, but they were still not so special as to be allowed the privilege of calling her Savvy. They understood, and that's how America knew it was a good friendship.

/\/\/\/\/

Severus restlessly hummed a random melody as he sat beside the fire with America, who was writing her Potions essay and ignoring the taunts from the other Slytherins. "I'm so bored! Why don't we ever do anything but homework?"

"It isn't my fault you wrote your essay in tree seconds flat." America frowned at her Everlasting Ink Quill, which was mysteriously running out of ink.

"I wrote that during History of Magic. It's a useless subject anyway, so why should I waste time trying to pass?"

"Oi! Sev! Shut up and tell me why bubotuber pus is most commonly used in beauty products."

"I can't 'shut up and tell you,' America."

"Do what I said or I'll... do something terrible to you. In your sleep. Quit smirking and gimme the answer!"

Severus sighed at his friend's idiocy, "'Diluted bubotuber pus is commonly used to clear blemishes from the skin.'"

"Right from '1000 Magical Herbs and Fungi.' Sev, you are too bored. Why don't you go find Evans?"

"She's in her common room. If I go in there I'll be beaten to death by the strange occupants of Gryffindor tower. Namely, Potter and his followers."

"Well... help me with my homework then!"

"But then you won't be learning!"

"Do I look like I care?"

Severus sighed and looked up at the ceiling, tapping his fingers impatiently. America went back to her essay.

"Gah! I have to write a quarter inch more, but I'm sure I've written everything there is to know about bubotubers."

Without taking his eyes off the ceiling, Severus replied, "Write, 'Bubotuber pus is most well known for its stench; it smells like muggle gasoline.'"

"Okay, yeah. Thanks."

"Can we go now?"

"Yeah, yeah, let's go find Lily."

/\/\/\/\/

Sirius Black was just exiting the portrait hole that led to the Gryffindor common room when a breathless America Josephson ran up to him, huffing and puffing. He stopped and looked at her for a moment, and was about to make what was sure to be a smarmy remark, when she gasped, "Black. Get back... in there... and tell... whoo, that was quite a run, just a sec." America took a few deep breaths and cleared her throat. "As I was saying, get back in there and tell Evans to get her sorry ass out here or I'll curse her lovely locks to be as black as yours."

"Er..."

"Just go."

"...Okay..." Black climbed back through, coughing in confusion.

Soon after, Lily climbed through. "Um... is there a reason for the harsh words?"

"Er... not really. I just wanted to see if Black'd actually recite word for word. What did he say?"

Lily thought for a moment, and then replied (in a voice that sounded quite a lot like Black, in fact), "He said, 'Er... Josephson is outside... she said I had to tell you to get your sorry ass out there or she'll curse your lovely locks to be as black as mine... I'm rather insulted by that, y'know.'"

America chuckled. "And what did you say?"

"I told him to buzz off and left, of course! What did you expect?"

"Nothing but the best, my Lily, y'know... what do you say to a trip to the Black Lake?"

"Will Sev be there?"

"Ooh... little crush, eh? Eh?"

"Shut up. I've known him for ages."

"He'll be there."

/\/\/\/\/

Four days later, the three friends trotted down to the lake, giddy with excitement; Quiddich tryouts were today! America was trying for beater on the Slytherin team, Sev was there to cheer her on, and Lily was there to watch the boys (although she told America and Sev she was cheering).

"I'm so nervous!"

"Lily, I'm the one trying out! Why are you nervous?"

"I don't know... dammit, there's Potter and his gang."

Sev muttered something that sounded like 'Marching doorknobs.'

"Speak up, Sev. No one can hear you."

"They're called the Marauders."

"Oi! It's ol' Snivilly and his girlfriends!"

America sighed and Black's stupidity."

"Evans isn't his girlfriend, Sirius. Right? Right!" Potter turned his worried eyes on the blushing redhead, saying, "You... aren't, right?"

"No, not that it's any of your business, Potty!"

Potter visibly relaxed, "Good, 'cause blimey, he'd be a bad choice, eh mates?"

Black nodded in agreement, while Pettigrew hid behind Lupin, who said, "Might be an awful lot of grease to contend with..."

"Oi, you lot! Shut up or I'll shut you up myself!"

"It's Josephson!" Black sounded almost comically delighted, "Hear you've signed up to try for beater? Hope you make it!"

America narrowed her eyes, waiting for the punchline.

"I'd pay to see a bludger through those horse-teeth!"

The Marauders roared with laughter.

America marched up to the group, wand in her left hand. She stepped in close to Black, almost nose-to-nose. She opened her mouth and softly, slowly whispered, "I will make you regret that." then she lifted her wand up, and as he was focused on that, she punched him in the face. Right in the mouth. She then switched her wand to her right hand, which was her dominant hand, and pointed it towards his long black hair. She muttered a spell under her breath, and then stalked away in a huff.

"You fucking punched me!"

"Tut, tut, Black! Language!"

"Mate are you okay?"

"Ugh, let's go."

The Marauders left without (another) fuss.

Severus glanced at America. "What'd you do to his hair?"

She grinned evilly and said, "You'll see in the morning, Sev, in the morning it'll be funny."

"America!"

"Oh, Lils... I'm almost thirteen... you think I can't punch?"

"Not at Hogwarts! That's muggle fighting! You're going to be in some deep shit..."

"Eh... Just wait until morning. You'll be proud of me."

A/N So... I plan on doing a chapter or two per year, up until sixth year, then shit'll go down... :) But anyways, I'm sorry, I will update sometimes but not often, so just be patient. Sorry for the f-bomb... just thought it fit. :) Okay... now, go read something more interesting until I update next.