My dear readers how are you! ...I don't know why but I think that sounds like something Aro would say...
O.o
Creepy...Aw well I like Aro
:D
He's like an even crazier and funny Voldemort!
So anyway here is chapter two of Please Don't Stop the Music!
Please review it!
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Hellfire
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Agatha Bole was standing in front of the fire in the Slytherin Common Room.
It was almost midnight but she was not tired in the slightest.
She was pacing the room gripping her brown hair.
She wanted to go to bed and sleep but every time she did she dreamed of him.
She kept thinking about him.
Who did she keep thinking of?
She kept thinking about Sirius Black the Sixth Year Gryffindor blood traitor.
She should hate him. He was friends with Mudbloods for God's sake!
...But...he was beautiful...that was really the only way to describe him.
She could picture him perfectly...that gorgeous wavy midnight black that fell to his shoulders...his delicate heart shaped face as pale as porcelain...his bright silver eyes...he was too perfect to be allowed...too beautiful to be real...impossibly brilliant.
Agatha stopped pacing and looked into the fire.
AGATHA:
Beata Maria you know I am a righteous girl
Of my virtue I am justly proud.
She was so much better than those blood traitors, half bloods and Mudbloods he was always with yet he hated her.
Beata Maria you know I'm so much purer than the common vulgar blood traitor crowd!
She remembered the party Dumbledore had arranged to distract them from the war...she remembered Sirius dancing with that McKinnon girl...his hair flying around him a grin on his perfect face...
Than tell me Maria why I see him dancing there
His bright silver eyes...his wavy black hair...he was too beautiful...
Why his smouldering eyes still scorch my soul!
I see him I feel him!
The light caught in his raven hair is blazing in me out of all control!
...Like fire!
Hellfire!
This fire in my skin...this burning desire is turning me to sin.
She shook her head.
She couldn't care for a blood traitor.
She didn't want to like him in any way!
This was all his fault!
AGATHA:
It's not my fault!
I'm not to blame!
It is the Black boy the wizard who cast this flame!
It's not my fault
If in God's plan...
She looked deep into the fire, she could practically picture Sirius dancing in the flame...
...As graceful as any professional without trying...
...As beautiful and perfect as an angel...too beautiful, too graceful.
It just couldn't be normal!
AGATHA:
He made the Devil so much stronger than a girl!
She dropped to her knees.
What was wrong with her?
Protect me Maria!
Don't let this wizard cast his spell!
Don't let his fire sear my flesh and bone!
With a new determination she stood up straight back and tall like the proud pure-blood she was.
Destroy Sirius Black and let him taste the fires of Hell or else let him be mine and mine alone!
Agatha's friend Seventh Year Narcissa came out of their dorm brushing her blonde hair out of her eyes clumsily with her hand.
She looked at Agatha tiredly.
"Are you imagining my cousin with no clothes again?" she asked yawning.
Agatha glared at Narcissa.
"No!" she snapped.
Narcissa rolled her eyes. She obviously didn't believe her one little bit...And really who would?
"Sure" she said flatly. "Just let it go Agatha. He likes McKinnon...why he likes that little show off cow I'll never know but there you go."
Narcissa went back into the dorm muttering about "Crazy blood traitor Gryffindors."
Agatha frowned looking back at the fire.
So Sirius liked McKinnon.
Bring it on McKinnon.
Bring. It. On.
AGATHA:
Hellfire! Dark fire! Now Black it's your turn!
Choose me or your pyre!
Be mine or you will burn!
Agatha stepped away from the fire.
With the way the world was going Sirius wouldn't last.
That's why he needed a respectable pure blood.
She'd just have to make him see that.
AGATHA:
God have mercy on him...
...God have mercy on me...
She took a deep breath.
Sirius would be hers!
She wanted him and Agatha Bole always got what she wanted...
AGATHA:
But he will be mine or he will burn!
Agatha walked back to her dorm and flopped onto the bed.
She would get Sirius.
It was only a matter of time.
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A/N: My bitchy slightly crazy (and not the good type of crazy) OC Agatha Bole. Not really a Mary Sue, just your standard pure blood Slytherin that hates all Muggles and Muggleborns.
The only difference is she lusts after our dear sweet little Padfoot.
Not love LUST! She only wants to do him and thinks he's hot.
This song works for her because I based her relationship with Sirius on the Frollo and Esmerelda relationship...so...yeah... *grins nervously*
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