"Ow, damn woman! What is wrong with you?" James screamed at me shockingly.

"What is wrong with me? You can't just go around and touch people" I was seething with anger.

James turned to the crowd who were practically sleeping on the wet Quidditch ground and shouted, "How many people out there who want me to touch them?"

Almost all the girls raised their hands and few guys also. Guys, really?

No one raise their hands when Minnie asks a question in the class.

That's not a point! The thing is I really, really don't like people touching me at all. Many students were eyeing at me suspiciously and jealously, but I choose to ignore them.

"You got the answer then?" Sirius muttered very closely in very ear. His lips were an inch apart from ear, it send me electric shiver throughout my body. Even though the temperature was cold, I was feeling hot because I was boiling in anger. I wanted to rip his heart out.

I jumped away from him. I also don't like close proximity at all. I wanted to hex Black and Potter at the same time.

I checked my jeans pockets to take my wand out. Surprisingly, the pocket was empty. Where the hell did I keep it? I always carry my wand. Most of the times

"Missing something, ?" James was twirling my wand with his fingers. I tried to snatch it, but he threw my wand to Black. Remus was standing there. Just standing. Peter was as usual was giggling. Sometimes, I wonder why is he amused all the time at every situation.

What are they, 5?

Black threw the wand back to Potter.

"Go and play with the ball. Give my wand back, Potter" I threatened him.

Everyone was laughing at me now. The most infuriating sound was Sirius laughter. No wait, he was barking in the name of laughing. Remus was just staring at me wide-eyed.(finally his expression changed). Peter was giggling again. Not that I'm against any girlish sound but man up.

"If you want, come and get from me" Potter said jovially.

Then, he started running. Real mature.

"What are you, five?"

I began chasing him. Why am I such a slow runner? It felt like he was miles away from me.

"Well, if you like it that way, then I am"

I could hear murmuring and laughter from the stadium. Blood was pounding in my ears.

I want my wand back. That is my wand.

He ran and ran. I barely ran a minute and I started panting.

I hate it. I agree I am lazy. Sometimes, Jess gets me food in my dormitory because I don't like walking all the way to the Great Hall.

If I count properly, the last time I ran was 8-9 months back. Since then, I didn't need to move my ass, until now.

I can't do it. I can't run any further. I will buy a new wand. I will write to my parents and say Potter broke my wand as he was angry on me. He will get a howler and I will get a new wand.

Just when I was to give up, I made a plan.

There was a broomstick lying on the ground. I ran up there, instead of chasing Potter. I glanced down at the broom. It was old and colour on the broom seemed to have faded away. By looking at it, one could easily identify whether it was a school brooms or not.

I mounted the broom and kicked hard against the ground and up, up i soared.

After a long time, I was flying. It felt really good. I should do this more often.

And for seconds, I forgot everything. Air rushed through my hair. It felt freedom.

I pulled my broomstick up a little to take it even higher and heard screams and gasps of girls back on the ground.

As I saw Potter on the ground, realisation hit me. I leaned forward and grasped the broom tightly in both hands. I flew to him and kicked him real hard from my broom. He was on the ground straight on his face. He groaned in surprise.

I toppled gently onto the grass next to Potter.

He turned around to face me. I snatched my wand from his hands.

Oh, my sweet innocent wand. I missed you so much.

"This is not fair" He was impressed, I presume. He pouted a bit. And boy, he looks cute when he pouts.

"Who said I was going to win fair and square?" I laughed a bit.

Just when I thought, he was a nice guy. He took my arm purposely to get up from the ground.

I detached my hand from his forcefully. Didn't he understand anything?

"You touch me one more time, and I will hex you to next century. Do I make myself clear, Potter?"

He thought for a while. "Nope. Not really. Can you make it clearer?" He moved closer to me. I was staring in his blue eyes directly.

I took a step backward. And Potter moved even closer to me.

This time his foot were almost touching mine. His lips were barely an inch away. Then he moaned as my body stiffened up. I can't take it anymore. People always respond to violence than peace.

I hexed him real hard and ran away like wind. He fell on ground grunting in pain.

Well, it is me.

I wanted to talk to Remus. Where did my plan go wrong? Wait a minute; I didn't even talk to Remus at all. He won't help me now after what I did to his friend.

Now I am pretty sure, Potter must be planning my murder.

And person who was hated more than Potter was –Lily Evans.

Thankfully, it was Sunday. That means no classes. I skipped my breakfast as I overslept. By the time, I reached Black Lake for some peace- there were rumours all around the castle. James Potter left Lily Evans for a girl who hexed him in the morning.

I laughed at the news. I mean seriously, this is beyond annoying.

And you know what is even more annoying, bimbos coming to me for advice.

A second year old girl came up to me and asked," How did James Potter gotten over with Lily Evans and fell for you?

I will take that as compliment.

I answered this question too many times, sweetly, "All you have to do is slap him in front of everybody"

Oh boy! They took it seriously.

Throughout the day, I tried to avoid him but from what I heard from the people, he was slapped at least ten times within an hour.

I didn't feel sorry for him at all. He tried to bloody kiss me when I told him to stay away from me.

I was hiding in the library when Jess found me.

"It seems you had a productive day" Jess teased me taking a seat on the chair next to me.

"Don't even get started on that. It was your entire fault in the first place"

"How is it my fault? You were the one who made bet." Jess announced surprised.

"No it was yours" I hit her playfully on her shoulder with the book I was trying to read.

"You can call it off, if you want"

"Not in this lifetime" I want to win even if I have to do anything.

"You have already done enough damage for a day."

I countered back, "I haven't done anything"

"Why do you think these girls are slapping Potter? Whose idea was it?"

"He tried to kiss me, I got my revenge. Here comes Evans. You see, I am pretty sure she will thank me. Mark my words" I winked at Jess, as she rolled her eyes.

There is very small list of people whom I genuinely care. And Evans is definitely not included in that. She is insane. From what I gather, nerds are supposed to be patient and helpful but she is a bitch. Agreed, she is stunningly beautiful. I am not a bitch even though I'm beautiful ( I want to add one of those muggle smiley- the one where it shows it's tongue over here) If Gryffindor ever lost points, it is totally her fault. She runs, not even walks, to Minnie, the minute she finds if Potter and Black are up to any mischief.

What Potter sees in her is beyond my understanding? I may hate Potter. But if there was any option or a chance for me to kill people? I would choose Evans first. No wait, If Black is included; he might be in first place. Oh, it so hard to choose whom to kill first.

Evans made her way towards my table. May be she wants to thank me, I suppose.

"Whatever game you are trying to play with me, back off" Was she threatening me?

With that, she wrenched open doors and stormed off angrily.

Am I am supposed to be scared of her now?

Jess and I were carrying an identical expression of shock.

What the hell just happened?

"Whoa! That was interesting. Looks like, we made a new friend. Don't you think, Jess?"

"We? Darling, I care about you. But at the same time, I love myself" It is high time, I should get new friends

I avoided Marauders as much as possible. I skipped my breakfast and also lunch. I starved myself enough. I decided to face the fears. Who am I kidding? I am hungry. My stomach is growling like an angry Minnie.

Even if Potter kills me, I don't want to die with empty stomach. Today I had enough already. With all threatening's and advice.

Nothing of any sort happened throughout the day. It went more than normal than I expected. There were no pranks on me. Maybe, I was paranoid.

Potter and Black entered the hall. Potter looked totally different. His face had totally changed. His face was puffy and red. His nose was red, making him look like a clown. His specs were just hanging loosely on his face. His eyes were sparkling with mischief. I couldn't catch that part.

All the teachers and students were "Awww" as they saw him.

I didn't feel any remorse.

Jess convinced me to tell sorry to Potter. "You shouldn't have been so hard on him. He was just trying teasing you a bit. He didn't kiss you technically"

"I never threatened any of the people to take my advice seriously. They went to slap him with free will. It is funny, if you think about it. Since yesterday, no one took me seriously like you wouldn't believe me that I would have sex with a guy. But today, the whole school listened to me"

"Common Abby, we believe you. That is why we made a bet that you won't be having sex with any guy. And I also believe that you won't be apologising to Potter any time soon" Sheldon chimed in. I missed talking to him. I avoided him also the whole day. We would have a pep-talk about my behaviour where I will snore and while will lectures me.

"That is not how you should convince her for apologising to Potter" Jess kicked Sheldon under the table hardly.

"Fine, I will tell sorry. Just this time" I said, not feeling sorry at all.

I walked to his place and tapped his shoulder with a fork lightly.

He turned and grinned when he saw it was me.

He stood up and was facing towards me.

"I'm really sorry. I mean it. Can we call it a truce? I spoke as sweetly as I can.

"Yeah, it is okay"

"Really, you forgive me! I would never forgive me!"

My expression changed from puzzlement to curiosity.

Marauders were known to be people who always kept grudges.

Sirius mouthed something to Remus which I didn't catch.

"Yes love, I forgive you. Let's keep the rumours alive." He mouthed the latter part.

With that, he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me towards him. Before I could even protest, he leaned forward, and pressed his lips on mine.