The Worst Mistake
Ch. 2
Sibbie was neither a Monday person, nor a morning person, and she groaned as she rolled out of bed and dragged herself to the bathroom. She rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and began to brush her hair. Sibbie was not a particularly attractive girl, a fact she was reminded of every time she looked in the mirror. Her hair was endlessly frizzy and refused to stay smooth no matter what product she put it in. It was half wavy and half curly and full on out of control. Her chubby face looked soft and sweet, but plain. The only feature she liked about herself was her bright blue eyes, and she had to cover them every morning with a pair of thick-framed glasses.
Sighing, she left her dorm and made her way to the Great Hall, when she noticed a short, messy haired boy in her yearstruggling with several boxes. "Excuse me," Sibbie said, walking over to him. "Do you need any help?"
James turned around and noticed the girl standing next to him. "Yeah that'd be great!" he said. "If you could just carry this down to the Great Hall for me?"
"Sure," Sibbie said accepting one of the smaller boxes. "My name's Sibbie."
"Sibbie? That's an interesting name."
"Well, my parents are interesting people."
James grinned. "The name's James."
Sibbie mirrored James' grin and said, "That's gotta be fun to say."
"It is. I try to say it often. Most people already know my name, though, that's the trouble with being so amazing."
Sibbie raised her eyebrows as James beamed at her. "I'm sure it's a nightmare."
"You have no idea what the trials of popularity are!"
"No, and I don't intend to find out."
"What a pity," James said, taking the box from Sibbie as they entered the Great Hall. "Thank you so much."
"You're welcome so much."
James laughed and walked over to the Gryffindor table. "Who's the girl?" Sirius asked, nodding to Sibbie, who was walking towards the Slytherin table.
"Ah-Sibbie" James said, cocking his head. "THought she was a Ravenclaw...unless she was wearing someone else's robes."
"Sibbie Franks?" Remus asked.
"Well, she didn't give me a last name, but how many Sibbies can there be? I wouldn't say it's a popular baby name."
Remus nodded. "She's a Ravenclaw. She's friends with Regulus and Snape."
Peter stared. "Do you know everyone in this school, Moony?"
Sirius laughed. "Friends with Reggie and Snivellus? I didn't think they had friends. What's wrong with her?"
"Well, she seemed nice to me," James said. "I didn't ask her to help with these boxes, you know, she just offered. Besides, she seemed to appreciate my unique style."
Sirius laughed. "Unique is exactly the right word for it, Prongs."
"What's in those boxes anyway?" Remus asked.
James grinned wickedly. "You'll see tomorrow."
Remus raised his eyebrows. "I had nothing to do with this," he said, holding his hands up.
"But you were the very inspiration for it, Moony!" Sirius said, happy to have the conversation turn away from his less than reputable family.
"I had nothing to do with this?" Peter asked hopefully.
"No, little Wormtail is completely blame free," James said, ruffling his friend's hair.
"I'm no that little," Peter said, but he sounded relieved.
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Sibbie walked over to the Slytherin table and put her hands over Regulus' eyes. "Guess who!"
"Hmm, let's think about this," Regulus said as Sibbie took her hands off his eyes and sat next to him. "Who's the only female who talks to me?"
"Your mother?" Sibbie suggested.
Regulus laughed. "Oh yeah, I can just picture my mum doing something like that."
"Well, she's got to do some fun things!"
"You say that now, but you have not met the woman."
Sibbie laughed and turned to Snape. "I have not, but I have met the infamous Potter child."
Severus looked up, interested. "And?" he asked.
"I thought he was nice."
Severus sneered. "Oh sure he's nice to you, as long as you're not Slytherin. He didn't know who you were that's all."
"Hey, I'm no Slytherin!"
"You're not?" Regulus asked in mock shock. "Then what are you doing here?"
"Eating. Why, do you normally do something different in the Great Hall?"
Regulus rolled his eyes. "I mean at the Slytherin table."
"Once again, I am eating."
"As well as being annoying," Severus said.
"Well, I'm sorry I'm more socially adept than you and don't wound people with my amazing wit, Sev."
Severus raised an eyebrow. "You're amazing wit?"
"I would say so," Sibbie replied.
"Good thing, because no one else will," Regulus said, grinning.
"Shut up!" Sibbie said, hitting Regulus on the arm.
"Make me."
Severus stared at them both. "You're both pathetic. A fight between the two of you would be sad to watch."
"Right, because you're the master of combat, are you?' Regulus asked. "Because if you are, I'd like to know where Severus Snape is."
"I admit, I'm lacking in physical strength, but I have brains and a wand to make up for it."
"Right, because we're both muggle idiots over here."
"Well, you could have fooled me."
"Hey, muggles aren't all idiots. They have typewriters and don't sit around writing essays with quills and parchment like we're in the 17th century."
"Sibbie, please do not flaunt your mudbloodness around me," Regulus said.
"Oh, right, sorry. I forgot you had an image to protect."
"It's not an image, it's who I am. I'm a Black. Properly. You know I wouldn't be friends with you if you hadn't've tricked me.'
Sibbie smiled "I am rather clever, aren't I?"
"And mean, too," Regulus said. "You'd make a good Slytherin."
"I most certainly would not!"
"Oh c'mon, Sibbie! You're clever, manipulative, your two best friends are Slytherin, you rarely eat at the Ravenclaw table, why are you so averse to being a Slytherin?"
"Since when were you my best friends?"
"Umm…since second year?"
"Well, that's a bit presumptuous of you, Reg. What if you're not my best friends?"
"Because you have so many other options?" Severus asked.
"That's right!" Sibbie said putting her hands on her hips and standing on the bench. "I'm the most popular girl in school."
Sirius looked up from his breakfast to see Sibbie standing on the bench while Regulus dissolved into giggles and Severus smiled. "They areso weird," he muttered.