I Own nothing but Lizzie.

Chapter two-Enemies.

I walked into McGonagall's class room and took my usual seat by James. I looked around the room. Remus and Peter were seated in front of us. Lily was in the corner desk in the very front, the seat beside her empty. I frowned slightly. A mixture of Slytherins, Hufflepuffs, and Ravenclaws were scattered across the room. Since this is a N.E.W.T.S class everyone is mixed together. The office door opened and McGonagall strode out.

"Good Morning, Welcome to 7th year N.E.W.T.S Transfiguration. This year you will be excepted to work hard. This just isn't any normal year. The exams at the end will play a major part in your futures. You cannot afford to fail!" She looked around at all of us. "This year we will take on-" the sound of the door slamming open cut off her speech. Everyone turned around in there seat and faced the door. Elizabeth was standing there a slight blush on her cheeks. What else is new I thought. Then I realized what was new. Though she hung around with us, and got in her fair share of detentions she was never late. Not once. She didn't look any better than she had this morning. Her hair was pulled back in a clip with some curls framing her heart shaped face. Her eyes were dull and apologetic.

"Professor, I apologize." Her sweet voice rang out across the room. She didn't smile like she normally did while trying to get out of trouble.

"Miss Rouge I'm surprised. 10 points from Gryffindor." I watched as she made no move to sit down yet. "Well, take a seat Elizabeth." She walked quickly to her seat, her head down. I watched as she sat down and McGonagall continued her speech. I tuned her out. Elizabeth was sitting with her head rested against her hand while Lily was whispering furiously in her ear. Suddenly everyone started moving around and Lily started talking loudly I could only make out some of what she was saying.

"What do you mean it doesn't matter? This year is important of course it does." Her voice low and angry.

"I'm tired, Lils." She said putting her head in her hands. Lily sighed and patted her back.

"Sirius."

"Sirius."

"SIRIUS!" I turned my head and faced Prongs. "Merlin Padfoot, what were you doing?!" he asked with laughter. "I called your name three times."

I just shrugged, not wanting him to know I was looking at Elizabeth. "What are we doing anyway?" James grinned.

"Human Transfigurations." Excellent.

"Perfect for a prank, huh Padsie?" he said cocking an eye brow.

"Don't you know it Jamsie Boy." I said grinning back. Hmm, let wake little Miss Perfect up. I pointed my wand at Elizabeth's full lips. With a flick of my wand her lips were gone replaced with a beak. The class burst out laughing. She turned her head and her eyes met mine. She glared at me not breaking my gaze. She never did, no matter how much I managed to embarrass her she never backed down. Yet another thing that was a mystery to me in the mind of Elizabeth Rouge. Most girls would just run off and cry but nope not her.

"SIRIUS BLACK!" she screamed, though she had beak it didn't come out as a quack though it did make her voice sound-

"Ha! You sound like an idiot!" I yelled to her laughing hard. Her jaw clenched together. She pointed her wand at me and before I could move I felt something protruding out of the middle of my forehead. I reached up and felt a horn. A bloody horn growing from my head.

"Elizabeth!" I snarled. I stood up with intention of making her grow a third arm when McGonagall interrupted.

"Why am I not surprised at this! Rogue, Black I'm ashamed to say you are worse than Mr. Potter and Miss Evans." James and Lily looked at each other and smiled victoriously. "This is the first day of lessons. FIRST DAY! Detention both of you!" I blinked at her, did she say detention? Elizabeth must have been thinking along the same lines.

"Detention? Why me as well, he's the one who gave me a beak!" she yelled in protest. She deserved detention as well as I did. She never raised her voice at McGonagall, she must really be having an off day. Professor noticed it too.

"You can't go blaming this on-"

"Enough! I don't care who started this, or who finished this. Tonight my office 7pm do you understand me?!" McGonagall screamed cutting off what I was saying. Then with a wave of her wand my horn disappeared along with Elizabeth's beak. Ha Beak. "Get back to work!" she snapped. I turned to James smiling.

"I don't understand why you can't just leave her alone." He said shaking his head at me. Good question I thought.

I walked out of Transfiguration and headed towards Potions. Once we made it there, I took a table with my other Marauder members. Remus had a pained expression on his face and then I remembered the full moon was tonight.

"Oh, Moony! I'm sorry, I'll come the second McGonagall let's me out of detention I forgot all about it are you feeling okay?" He just nodded. Old Slughorn walked into the room then smiling at us.

"Welcome to 7th year Potions. I'm glad to see all of you made it this far." I'm not. "I will be assigning partners for the next month while we brew Veritaserum." Most of the class groaned. "Oh it won't be so bad! Okay let's see, let's see." He looked at me. "Black and Marshall." I turned and looked and the Slytherin girl with dark black hair. Lovely I thought sarcastically. "Evans, and Potter. Lupin and Snape. Peter and Miss Black. Avery and Mulciber. Pervell and Longbottem And last but not least Rouge and Clancey." I looked at Elizabeth. Though I knew Slughorn was one of her favorite teachers she was glaring at him. This isn't going to turn out well. "Well get moving."

"Lucky you mate." I told James. He just grinned.

"Hey flower!" I heard him call out, I just sighed. I watched as he went to her table. She was smiling at him. What?! She didn't even yell at him for the nickname. There is no way they are actually getting along. Maybe I'm going to lose my bet with freckles after all. I got the ingredients while we both went to work. About halfway through the class I heard a thump! I turned my head towards the sound and saw that Clancey and Freckles were rolling around on the floor. Elizabeth was on top punching every inch of her she could reach. I grinned as I watched this. Then flinched as Clancey got one hand up and hit freckles in the mouth. She really wasn't having a good day.

"Dammit!" she yelled out. This caused the rest of the class to turn towards them.

"Go Lizzie!" I heard James call out.

"ELIZABETH! JESSICA!" Slughorn yelled at them. Neither of them made a move to stop. Clancey who was no on top had her hand pulling at Elizabeth's curls. Hard. My cousin walked over to them and lifted Elizabeth off the floor, by her collar. Oh damn. Not caring that Slughorn was watching them screaming at them to stop she hit her right in the nose. I cringed as I heard a loud crunch and saw blood pouring out of her nose. That didn't stop her though. She stood on her tippy toes and punched my cousin in the eye.

"That is ENOUGH!" Slughorn screamed, as they then started muggle fighting. I saw Remus get up and pull Elizabeth off her, as Snape grabbed Narcissa. I watched as Elizabeth lifted her head. Her hair was out of her clip now it was messy and stuck to her face. She was breathing heavily. Blood was continually pouring out of her nose. I knew she got hit hard in the lip but since her nose was bleeding who was to tell if her lip was. Two black eyes from her broken nose were forming and she had a nice lump on her head. I'm assuming from when they fell to the hard floor. My cousin also was forming a very black eye. Clancey had two black eyes, and a bloody lip.

"DETENTION! ALL OF YOU!" Freckles struggled and released herself from Moony's grip.

"I've already got detention Professor." He sighed loudly.

"Alright then. That can serve as your detention." He turned away from her. "As for you two. You will be coming here tonight at dinner time."

"Sir, she hit me first, she-" Clancey started. Slughorn turned on her. This really isn't good. She wasn't having the best day to say the least, wow I don't know how many times I actually thought that.

"Did you hit her first?" She had a look of determination on her eyes.

"Yes." I gaped at her. She wasn't even going to lie her way out of it. I heard James mutter "is she mad?" She reached up and wiped the blood off her face as best as she could. "Now that we established I hit her first can I go get this fixed now?" she asked pointing to her nose. I've never seen her act like this. She might fight with the slytherins or with me but never was she like that to a teacher.

"Yes, you may go. Black walk her there." Me? Why couldn't Remus take her, or hell Snape! I stood up and started to follow her out of the room. She stopped abruptly causing me to run into her.

"By the way Professor." She said sweetly. "She called me a mudblood." Without waiting to hear she continued out of the room. I followed her hearing a "Why I never, 20 points from Slytherin!" It was then I noticed how far in front me she was. I ran to catch up to her.

"What are you still doing here Black?" I could hear the pain in her voice. What am I still doing here? I could have just pretended to walk to her to the hospital wing and went and explored or cut class.

"To annoy you of course." I answered. Shaking my head inwardly.

"Well don't. Today I am not in the mood to fight with you." She responded. "Uh damn nose! I hate your cousin!" she told me hatred filling her hunny voice.

"You and me both." I agreed with her. The rest of the way was walked in silence. I never really understood why she got so angry with the Slytherins. Of course she had every right to, it's just that every other muggle-born just let it go. But nope not freckles. This is only the first day back and her getting in muggle fights already started. I remember Lily saying yesterday that she couldn't count the number of fights she got it. She wasn't kidding. She was in one almost every other day whether it was dueling or with words. But the thing was no one hated her for it. She never fought with anyone else but the Slytherins. And me. I added on. She was sweet to everyone else. Everyone loved her. The number of dates she had could very well just match my own amount.

"Well here we are." I say upon looking stopping at the hospital wing doors. Without a word to me she swept into the room. I smiled as I heard Madam Pomfrey.

"Miss Rouge! It's only the first day of classes! I will not tolerate it this year!"

Elizabeth didn't come to lunch or to our other classes. I was even wondering myself if she was going to turn up for detention when. I looked up at the clock 6:55. Yeah so I was a little early. I was hoping to get a head start so I could leave early to get to the shack. I looked up as the door opened.

"Ah, just on time Miss Rouge. I believe I heard you were also given another detention by Professor Slughorn for muggle fighting?" she asked her.

Elizabeth walked into the classroom and I got a good look at her. Her eyes were still black and her nose was still visibly broken. I guess Poppy wouldn't fix her nose, or the cut on her lip. Though the bump on her head was gone. Her hair was pulled back in her clip and her greens eyes shown even more than usual because of the bruises underneath them.

"Yes Professor."

"This fighting has got to stop Elizabeth." She said softly even for her. See, even the teachers are in love with her. "I know why you do it, but please hold your temper. Also this feud between Mr. Black and youself has got to stop." She said looking back and forth between freckles and me. "That is why you will both be cleaning the astronomy tower, without magic." I opened my mouth to protest when she continued, "Not the whole tower, but whatever you can get done. I Have a little task for you also. I want you two to exchange five details about yourselves that the other doesn't know." What?! What does she except me to tell her. "I'll come get you when I think you're ready." Without answering I started out the door. I heard little footsteps following me but didn't slow down.

When we reached the tower I went over to the first bucket and without saying anything started to clean. About twenty minutes later I heard her voice ring out "I'm a closet quidditch freak." I whipped my head around dropping my rag in the bucket.

"What?"

"James and I have been sneaking out almost every night since first year to play quidditch. He always told me that when he makes captain he was going to force me to try out, now that he has I suppose I'll be trying out for the open chaser's position this year." I looked at her shocked. Not because the fact that she plays quidditch but the fact that that is the longest thing she's ever said to me without screaming. She blushed and looked around nervously when I didn't say anything.

"That's good I suppose." I told her. I racked my brain trying to think of something to tell her. "I like reading." She looked back around and faced me with an eye brow raised. "No, not magazines but novels, books, you know those sort of things."

"Wow, well that's one down." She said picking up her rag and started cleaning. I was trying the think of other things I could tell her. About a half hour later I spoke up with the second thing.

"I had a crush on Lily, second year." I heard her sweet laughter at this.

"I don't know how to swim." Can't swim?

"Seriously?" I asked. She just nodded. "hmm, you're missing out."

"I suppose." Was her reply.

I was waiting for her to say something else, I was beginning to think she wasn't when she said blurted out "Avery kissed me third year. It was horrible!" my eyes widened.

"Kissed you?" Avery kissed her? I was trying to wrap my mind around it. "That explains why you hate him more than anyone else, besides my cousin and Jessica." I eventually told her.

"Yeah."

"Well, I asked Snivelly for help first year potions, when Lily wouldn't help me." She dropped her rag in the bucket.

"You didn't?" she questioned.

"I did."

"You must really hate me. I mean you asked Snape for help over me when I'm second in our year." She mumbled looking down. Though it was only for herself I still managed to pick it up. I felt guilty. I never thought of it that way before. Did I seriously consider myself hating her more than Snape? I pretended I didn't hear her.

"I never had a boyfriend." She told me. What? All those guys she went out with? Not one was her boyfriend? Wow, she is more like me than I thought.

"I haven't either." I said truthfully. She stopped cleaning and sat down leaning back against the wall. I did the same opposite of her. She had an expression on her face clearly trying to think of something. Finally after atleast 10 minutes she broke the silence.

"I don't know what else to tell you for my number five." She said still looking up at the ceiling. Didn't McGonagall tell her she knew what she always fought with the slytherins. Was there more to it than just calling her a mudblood? I knew that is what I wanted her to tell me.

"Well, McGonagall mentioned how she knew the reason why you always got in fights, you can tell me that?" Her head shot down and she met my eyes. Her green eyes shone in the darkness of the tower. She was staring at me, her eyes roaming my face as if trying to read me.

"You're serious?" she asked. Normally I would have said yes I am. But now was not the time for jokes. I nodded. She groaned. "Well, if I being honest I would say it's because of my family."

"Your family?" What on earth could her family have to do with it?

"Well yeah, I never really felt like I fit in with them. I always felt different from my older brothers growing up. Then when weird things started happening to me around the time I hit 6 I felt even more different. Everything was blowing up or breaking when I was mad, or the radio a, muggle invention, would turn on when I was happy. They all thought it was strange, which I guess it is for muggles and well they treated me as I though I was well, different. They weren't too bad to me. They didn't like starve me or anything thing. They kind of just steered clear of me afraid of what I'd do." She frowned slightly. "As if I had control of my magic then." She shook her head in disbelief. "Well anyway. I never felt comfortable in my home. Now I find the one place where I feel comfortable, where I feel like I belong and these people have the right to tell me I don't belong! Because I'm muggle-born. Well it's disgusting, because I am a witch and I always will be." She said anger now present in her sweet voice.

I never really thought about what muggle-borns went through with their families when they found out they had magical blood. I always just thought about people like me. Who hated their families treated the muggles. I never thought it would be hard for them.

"You do belong here." I told her, she looked at me surprised for saying that too her. To be honest I surprised myself.

"Don't- Don't tell anyone that. Just you know, my closest friends know no one else." She said. As if I'd tell anyone.

"I'm scared of what my family will do when Voldemort gets stronger." I told her. She looked down and her brow furrowed. I wanted to reach my thumb and smooth it away.

"If they do anything well that's on them not you. They love Voldemort not you. You left home to get away from them. You left home because you didn't believe in what they did. Don't be worried about what they do, as long as you know who you are Sirius, the rest shouldn't matter." Sirius. That was the first time she has ever called me by my name. I loved it. I loved the way it flowed off her tongue. I loved the way it sounded in her hunny sweet voice. I could listen to her say my name all day. Which was weird, I didn't love her, we didn't even really like each other, but I could see why James, Remus and Peter were so taken with her.

"That was the first time you called me by my name." I told her. She looked up startled as if she didn't notice she said it.

"I-I did. Didn't I?" she asked sheepishly. I just nodded. I was about to say something else when McGonagall walked in. She had a soft expression on her face and was smiling at us.

"Well, I'm glad you did as I asked. You may go." I watched as she stood up quickly no waiting to be told twice. I followed her out. We walked all the way to the common room. I wish she would hurry up and go to bed. I needed to get the shack.

"Well," she said turning to face me. "Tomorrow, we're enemies?" she said holding out her hand.

"Enemies." I agreed shaking it. She whirled around and walked towards the stairs. Once she disappeared I walked out the portrait heading outside. I saw something land close to the wimping willow. The person disregarded their broomstick and robes. As I walked closer I recognized who it was. Elizabeth but what was she doing out here? My question was confirmed as I watched her transform into a sleek red fox. The suddenly it hit me. Her nickname. Foxie. How could I have been so thick? Moony, Wormtail, Prongs, I thought. You have a lot of explaining to do.