Nothing Like You and I

Chapter III

Tangled

Ah reviews! I thrive off of them and while I'm supposed to be studying for my finals, my muse keeps pounding on my brain, so alas, I must give you lovely people another chapter. Keep those reviews coming! And there is some sexual content in this story. Evan, that horny son of a gun ;D

OH and for some clarity, I made a mistake in the last chapter. Sirius mentioned that Nola could help him study for his O.W.L.s now that they had classes together. I meant to say N.E.W.T.s. ALSO, Alice is of course, the future Mrs. Longbottom and Dori is Dorcas Meadows. I realized that could get a little confusing. ANYWAYS. On with the story!

"Hurry up in the shower, Dori!" Nola yelled, pounding on the bathroom door, dressed in only a bathrobe. If there was one thing Nola hated about rooming with Dorcas was that she hogged the shower like no other. "Dori!!"

"I'm hurrying!!" Dorcas called out faintly. Nola gave up, going back to her bed to find something to wear for the day. Hogsmeade days were always tedious affairs. They were supposed to be her day of freedom. Instead, she spent most of them with Evan. She couldn't deny the small pleasures she got being on his arm. She got many looks of jealousy, especially from Evan's female friends, who had never been able to snag Evan, who had always been completely untouchable. He showered her with gifts, bought her whatever her heart desired and spoiled her like she was the love of his life.

Her feelings for him were mixed to say the least. Sometimes she couldn't stand him. Sometimes she liked him. Sometimes she didn't get him. He was so mysterious and elusive but she had a feeling he had feelings for her, hence why he was so possessive with her. She could tell by the way he looked at her or by looking into his eyes. It was some form of vanity that possessed her to make sure she looked her best for Evan. If she was going to resign herself to being a Rosier, she at least had to make sure she looked good. What did Sirius have that Evan didn't? Passion? Spontaneity? Her heart. Evan had everything and yet, he lacked Nola's love. He was wealthy, handsome, came from a good line and was approved by her parents, yet she didn't love him. Yes, she liked him. Yes, she tolerated him. Yes, she couldn't deny he was good in bed. But he wasn't Sirius. And that plagued her and would probably continue to plague her into her old age.

The shower finally freed up and Nola went to go get ready. Evan was waiting in the common room for her when she came downstairs and his eyes lit up when he saw her, though he tried to hide this by donning a mask of indifference.

"You look nice," he commented, leaning forward to kiss her cheek. Evan couldn't deny that his fiancée was sexy. Because she was. She was sultry and alluring and had hooked Evan with that first kiss. Well he supposed their second kiss. Their first kiss had been when they were 8 and Evan's mother had practically made Evan do it. It had been rather sloppy and gross because Evan had misused his tongue, causing Nola to scream and run off. But the second kiss? Well that had been.. amazing and left him wanting more. It had been their third year and he'd cornered her in a compartment alone. The thirteen-year old was discovering the joys of sex and hormones and he rather enjoyed the feeling of Nola's body pressed into his. That was, until she screamed about something poking her in the stomach, leaving a mortified Evan Rosier. Bringing himself back to the present, he let his gaze rake over her. He wanted nothing more then to carry her to his room and have his way with her right then and there. Instead, he resigned to taking her hand, her fingers lacing through his, making them look like an actual couple. Patting her on the rump with an arrogant smirk, he laughed at Nola rolling her eyes. "Come along, darling. Let's get some coffee."

"Well, are we off?" Lily asked Dorcas, Janessa, and Alice as they waited for the Marauders. "I swear, they're just like girls."

James came running downstairs, spotting Lily. "Lily!" he shouted, seeming to instantly burst into a nervous sweat.

The three girls burst into laughter as Lily glared at James. Sirius, Peter and Remus soon followed after and the group left for Hogsmeade. They all split up, Lily, Janessa, Alice and Remus heading off to Honeyduke's and Dorcas, Sirius, James, and Peter heading off for Zonko's.

It wasn't until they passed Madame Puddifoot's that Sirius noticed a very familiar couple coming out of it. He swallowed when he noticed that it was Nola and Evan. He hated when Nola went out with Evan because she always looked so God damn sexy when she did and she made sure of it. Today wasn't any different. Her hair was blow dried straight and she was wearing a tight long –sleeved sweater shirt that dipped low in the front, showing a hint of cleavage. A pair of jeans graced her long legs, followed with a pair of boots. He tried to pretend like he hadn't seen them but Dorcas had already spotted the pair and was heading over, James and Peter following after her, making Sirius look like an idiot, so he caught up with them.

"Getting her any good gifts, Evan?" Dorcas asked with a smirk, knowing of Evan's habit to spoil Nola senseless when they went out. Evan held up their clasped hands, revealing a beautiful leather watch, studded with diamonds that was wrapped around Nola's wrist.

"I tried to stop him from getting it but he insisted," Nola said with a small grin, not noticing Sirius yet until he stepped out from behind James to peer at the watch. Her grin faded. Evan, being the ever astute Slytherin, noticed this and let go of Nola's hand, his arm wrapping around her waist to pull her closer into him. She smelled like vanilla and cinnamon and her hair smelled like pears, he noticed.

"Anyways, we should let you guys get going," Dorcas finally said, feeling the tension between Sirius, Nola, and Evan was a bit too much for them to handle.

"Uh, Nola, you should come join us at the Three Broomsticks," James said, aiming the invitation at only Nola.

"Why not!" Evan answered for her with a smirk, causing Nola to look at him with a frown. He never wanted to hang out with her friends.

"Are you sure?" she asked him.

"Yes, Nola, darling. You know how I love to get to know your friends." And just to push Sirius' buttons, he cupped her face, turning her towards him and planting a lingering kiss on her full lips, smirking at Sirius as he straightened up. James held Sirius back, who had started to move forward with a slightly outraged expression. Nola took Evan's hand and waved good-bye to all of her friends, letting Evan tuck her arm into his, and walking away quickly, not wanting a fight to start between the two.

"Four butterbeers, Madam Rosmerta," Sirius ordered, eyes twinkling as he flirted shamelessly with the owner of the bar. "And how about throwing in a firewhiskey while you're at it?"

"You're cute Sirius, but not that cute," she told him with a jovial laugh, pushing over the four butterbeers he ordered.

Sirius headed back over to the table, setting the four mugs down as they waited for the girls and Remus to show up, as well as Evan and Nola, which Sirius wasn't looking forward to.

Outside were the mentioned couple, but they weren't waiting to go inside. They were, instead, in an alley behind the pub, snogging their brains out. Nola had insisted they go meet her friends and Evan had given in until they had gotten to the front of the pub. Then he'd pulled her into an alleyway and pushed her against the wall and Nola never really could deny him, could she? At least when it came to sex.

"Evan, we're going to get caught," Nola panted out as she fumbled with his belt buckle, he trying to get her pants undone. He looked at her before claiming her lips in a searing kiss, Nola's knees nearly giving out. His hand slid up her shirt, trailing over her stomach before caressing her breast gently, causing her to moan into the kiss. He needed to get her to a bed, but fearing she wouldn't let him, he'd chosen a wall as a temporary location to relieve the growing erection he'd had around her all day. She was a minx, Nola was. She did things on purpose, like pressing her hips into his while trying to put a book away in the bookstore or brushing his groin while they'd been having tea, or playing footsie with him, bare foot grazing his thigh and then his erection. He couldn't stand it but Merlin, he loved it.

Finally he managed to get her pants unbuttoned and pushed her pants down to her knees, nearly ripping her knickers off in the process. She'd already divested him of his pants long ago and he hauled her up by her arse, pushing her into the wall and causing her to groan as she wrapped her legs around his waist. He teased her, the tip of his manhood dallying at her entrance, rubbing slowly until she finally begged him to fuck her, her hips rocking into his tantalizingly. With one swift movement, he pushed into her tight, wet heat, causing her eyes to fly open as she was pushed into the wall once again, a loud moan escaping her lips before she could stop it.

"Shhh," he murmured, willing her not to say anything as he drove into her. It took everything Nola had not to moan and groan, though she did let out a few gasps and sighs, her head tipped back against the wall as he continued to push into her hard and fast, the feel of her around him driving him insane with want.

"Baby, come for me," Evan groaned into her ear, pushing deep into her. He moved her up so he could push deeper into her, and couldn't take it anymore, almost at the edge. She felt that familiar growing tension and then crying out his name, her release, drawing his own climax out of him. Carefully he set her down, pulling out of her and kissing her. Nola sighed, running her hands through her thoroughly messed up hair as she put herself together, watching Evan pull up his pants and boxers.

"You're a mess," she commented wryly. "And you couldn't have waited till we had gotten to a bed?" Nola could feel the marks on her back from rubbing against the brick wall so hard.

"I could say the same about you." Evan ran a hand through his hair, before pulling Nola closer and fixing her hair for her, smoothing the stray locks down. He cupped her face with both hands and kissed her with a tenderness that shocked the hell out of her. "Plus you're a bloody tease. You can't have expected me to have waited till we got all the way back to Hogwarts, did you?"

She let her glance fall on his face before moving it downwards and then she reached up to fix his dirty blonde hair, smoothing it down as best she could. He smiled and kissed her forehead. It was times like this when Nola couldn't really understand what Evan was thinking. He could be so rough and controlling with her and then could turn around and be the most tender and sweet bloke ever. She didn't get how he worked, sometimes.

"We should get inside," she said, letting go of Evan and causing him to let go in turn. "My friends are probably waiting." Nola glanced at her watch, twirling a strand of her long, blonde hair. Evan wrapped a possessive arm around her shoulders once more, leading her inside, looking forward to gloating with Sirius around.

Meanwhile, Lily spotted Evan and Nola walking in, Nola looking a little flushed, which naïve, innocent Lily blamed on the heat. Waving them over, Nola plopped down on the only two seats left at the table, in between Janessa and Sirius. Sirius glared at Evan next to him before downing his butterbeer. A pregnant pause had settled in amongst the group since Evan and Nola had joined them.

"We were just talking about who we think is going to be Head Boy and Head Girl next year," Remus piped up to get the conversation ball rolling again.

"James thinks he's going to be Head Boy," Dorcas said with a small snort.

"I am! You watch!" James exclaimed, causing all four girls at the table to roll their eyes.

"What accomplishments have you made here at Hogwarts that would possibly qualify you for Head Boy?" Nola asked. "Wreaking havoc on poor, innocent bystanders doesn't exactly count."

"I don't just play pranks," the messy-haired boy protested, looking at Remus and Peter who shrugged and then at Sirius, who jumped to his rescue.

"We're making the general experience at Hogwarts better for students everywhere. Laughter is the best medicine after all. James and I and the rest of the Marauders should receive a Nobel Prize for the charity we've bestowed on the general Hogwarts population," Sirius replied smoothly, always being the best bullshitter.

"That's the biggest bunch of bullshit I've ever heard in my life," Nola told Sirius, raising an eyebrow, her expression completely dead pan aside from that.

"Your mom," Sirius muttered, stuffing some nachos in his mouth.

"That's real mature, Sirius," she retorted.

"Alright, alright, kids enough. Uh, Evan, how about you treat us to a round?" Janessa interrupted with a wink in Evan's direction. Evan looked surprised.

"Uh, yeah, sure." He got up to go get them a new round of drinks. When he left, Sirius groaned.

"Nola, why'd you have to bring him with us? He's such a drag," he whined.

"Bugger off, Sirius. That is her fiancé, after all. Just because you don't like it-," Lily told him, when she was interrupted by James.

"Speaking of fiancés, Lily," he practically shouted, coming to Sirius' rescue before Lily outed Sirius to Nola, "what do you think about James Jr. for our first child?"

"In your dreams, Potter!" the redhead exclaimed angrily.

Nola couldn't help laughing from where she was sitting just as Evan sat down with a fresh round of drinks, though this time he had firewhiskies instead of butterbeer. "I have to say, that's a little bit creepy," she commented, looking at Evan when he came back with drinks they weren't allowed to legally drink yet. "How'd you get these?"

"Connections," he replied with a smug expression.

"Good connections, darling," Nola said with a grin, reaching over to grab one as Evan leaned over to kiss Nola on the cheek. Everyone was already busy with drinking their own firewhiskies. Everyone but Sirius, who was brooding.

The night went on as per normal with the group laughing and having a good time, James and Sirius sending remarks Evan's way and Evan always smoothly having a retort. In return, he always made sure to stake his claim on Nola and rub it in Sirius' face as well.

"I still don't understand this equation," Sirius complained to Nola. This had to be one of the few times Sirius ever was in the library. When he'd walked in to meet Nola, people had stared at him with completely shocked expressions. One girl had tripped over her own shoelaces staring at him, her books flying in all sorts of different directions.

"Here, let me explain it," she said, pulling over a piece of parchment and bending her head over to look at the Arithmancy book, blonde hair falling over her shoulders as she chewed on her bottom lip in concentration. Then, scribbling something down, she pushed the parchment over to him.

"Here, you just carry this over here to this. This symbol equates to this number, making this 13. Then you take the square root of the whole thing. And then it equals 7, which is the magic number," Nola finished. She glanced at Sirius, whose eyes looked a little glazed over. Laughing, the blonde sat back in her seat. "No wonder you got a Dreadful on your Arithmancy O.W.L."

"Well that was because you wouldn't tell me what number you were going to write about for the numerology essay part."

"That's because I studied. And you didn't."

Sirius rolled his eyes, leaning back in his chair and propping his feet up on the table, arrogant smirk present on his face.

"I passed all my other exams anyways."

"Barely!" Nola scoffed. "You got all Acceptables and a shocking Outstanding in Defense Against the Dark Arts. I didn't see that one coming."

"Alright, Miss Outstanding," he mocked. "You're insufferable!"

"I'm merely a hard worker."

"And a know it all."

"Oh shut it! Study or something. Don't just sit there looking stupid."

Sirius smirked, folding his hands behind his head, intending on taking a nap instead of sitting here bickering with Nola. It was a daily routine of theirs, to bicker. He wasn't sure how many times they'd been compared to the likes of a married couple. She was feisty and he was arrogant, which was definitely not a good combination, except in their case, for some reason, it worked. They were like another version of Lily and James, except Sirius wasn't wandering around pining after Nola. At least like James pined after Lily.

He picked up the parchment where Nola had written down the problem and began to doodle on it, putting up the appearance like he was doing something. He even took the time to wink at a few of the girls around the library, but was suddenly interrupted by Nola's voice.

"Do you remember that time we played a prank on our mothers?" Nola asked with a slightly amused smile, hazel eyes flickering up to Sirius. Yes, folks, there had been a time where Nola Wyndham had been down to play a prank on someone, especially people as unwilling as Walburga Black and Calliope Wyndham. Sirius' smirk grew even more as the memory came to him.

Nola had come running down from her room where Sirius was waiting. Their mothers were meeting at Nola's place for tea and Nola was wearing a new dress her mother had gotten for her, though there was a fresh red mark on her cheek as well as a few dried up tears.

"What's wrong?" Sirius asked, frowning at his best friend, who was staring defiantly up the stairs.

"Nothing. Mother just got mad at me cause I wanted to play with you outside in my new dress."

"Oh." Sirius scratched the top of his head, black hair falling into his eyes as he glanced at the stairs and then back at Nola. "Well, we'll just stay near your mum." His gray eyes twinkled mischievously. "Mine too. She's been acting like a right witch today." He pulled up the sleeve of his jacket, revealing an Indian burn on his right wrist.

"Are you suggesting we prank them?" Nola asked with a raised eyebrow. She immediately stared at the door of her father's study where Romulus was working and then her gaze flicked back to the dark-haired boy in front of them "Let's do it."

The pair whispered conspiratorially to each other, sitting on the stairs and plotting out a prank that would have their mothers with rage. Nola was sure she was going to get more then a slap to the face after this one but all she'd wanted to do was play with Sirius and she couldn't even do that.

The ladies all sat around in Nola's backyard, sipping tea. Calliope spotted Nola and Sirius and beckoned Nola over harshly.

"Nola. Evan is over there, why don't you go play with him?" she asked, pointing in the direction of where Evan was sitting with Bellatrix. Nola wrinkled up her nose, narrowing her big hazel eyes at her mother.

"I want to go with Sirius."

"You will go over there," Isolde told her, gritting her teeth, her fingernails digging into the skin of Nola's arm.

"STOP!" she screamed, wrenching free and running in the opposite direction before shouting, "Now, Sirius!!"

Sirius flew out from underneath the table, which had been conveniently set on top of an ant hill that no one but the kids knew about. All of a sudden, thousands, if not millions, of angry ants crawled out in swarms, crawling up onto the table, ladies legs and really anywhere they could go in their panicked state.

"SIRIUS BLACK!!" Walburga yelled from where she was standing on top of the table, trying to escape the ant.

"Quick, let's get out of here," he told Nola, grabbing her hand and running as far away from the house as they could.

"ROMULUS!! GET THAT TWITTERPATTED LITTLE GIRL OVER HERE NOW!!" Nola could hear her mother yelling for her father as they ran out the front door.

"We got punished rather badly for that one," Nola said with a laugh, the memory coming back to her like it had just been yesterday.

"Yeah," Sirius said with a grin, a slight grimace overtaking his features. "My mother punished me till I couldn't even see."

"You? My father pretty much beat me up that night. If it wasn't for Tristan stepping in and making him stop, I would've been pretty much.. gone." Sirius remembered that. Nola had had a black eye the next day and several bruises from the whole experience.

He sighed and ran a hand through his hair and looked thoughtful. "Our parents blow, don't they?"

"Definitely, but at least we have each other."

Sirius liked the sound of that. He liked being something for Nola that Evan couldn't be. And that was a rock. A support. A pillar of strength. Evan had never suffered like Nola and Sirius had. He'd always gone along with mommy and daddy's wishes and was the perfect little pureblooded child. He couldn't understand Nola like Sirius could because he'd never been beaten within an inch of his life. He'd never cried himself to sleep naked, shivering on the floor, too sore to even be able to get up. He'd never had to clean up his own wounds because he wasn't allowed to go to St. Mungo's. All these things, Sirius had experienced and he knew Nola had experienced similar things. He watched her and then his glance went back to the paper in front of him when she looked up at him.

"Well? Back to work!" she ordered, turning a page in her Charms book.

"Yes ma'am!"

REVIEWS PLEASE. Sorry it took me so long to get this chapter up! I, like you, just want this story to come out of my head at a rapid rate but sometimes life doesn't want me to :( But if I get reviews, you guys might get another chapter! –EYEBROW WIGGLE-