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"Kitten?" Sirius was the first to speak.

"Stop calling me that."

They both grinned and headed toward Daniela. She only faced the table again and crossed her feet.

This had to be a punishment for a sin she'd committed. Daniela couldn't just find herself with the two biggest pervs in the whole castle wearing only a thin, white cami and really short shorts by coincidence.

"What are you doing here?" James asked. She blinked a couple of times while she drank her butterbeer.

What was she doing here?

"I... I'm not sure," she said. Did she do this often? Stuff her face whenever she felt miserable?

"You were hungry?" Sirius offered. She shook her head. She wasn't hungry. She wasn't usually hungry. She could live all her life eating only once, at dinner every day.

"I... No, I'm not hungry," she muttered, pulling her curly hair back and placing it in a ponytail.

"Then, what are you doing here?" James insisted. Daniela shrugged as she spoke.

"I guess I needed to get away from it all."

"From what?"

"The fucking list," she mumbled. "Everyone's taking that list to heart."

"But you got a lot of good things on that," Sirius said, sitting across from her as he would in the Great Hall.

"Most Socially Inept? That's the one they're really taking to heart."

James remained standing. He studied her for a moment, his eyes sweeping up and down her body, carefully studying her.

She scratched her left shoulder.

"Are you cold?" James asked, heading her way. She shrugged.

"I guess... A little."

"Here." James shook off his cloak and handed it to her. Daniela smiled and took it, carefully slipping it on. It was warm and it smelled wonderfully like him.

"Thanks... So where are Remus and Peter?" she asked. Sirius shrugged, staring at James for a few moments before focusing on her.

"They went back to Gryffindor Tower," Sirius said.

"Why?... What were you two doing?" she asked suspiciously. The two guys glanced at each other mischievously, smirking. "Please, just tell me that it's not anything to do with girls."

"Heh, no," James responded. "It's the Slytherins..."

"Oh, cool then."

"Daniela, where are you from?" Sirius frowned.

"I was born in London... But my family moved to the States and I lived there till I was ten. Then, we moved back here and I was accepted into Hogwarts," she responded, without thinking.

"What part of America did you live in?" James continued, sitting beside her.

"Uhmm... California. It was a small town called Stockton."

"Oh. What about your family? Do you have any brothers or sisters?" asked Sirius. Her eyes widened.

"I... I... No, I don't," she mumbled.

"What about your parents. Are they still to-"

"I have to go," she cut James off. "See you around." She stood up and began to walk back to the painting. "Bye, Pilby. I'll come visit you another time."

With that, she disappeared through the painting.

She was walking down a corridor on the third floor when she realized that she still had James's cloak.

"Great," she whispered to herself. "Fucking great, thanks."

Daniela couldn't turn back because James could have left by now or she could meet a teacher or Filch on the way. So she decided to give it to him tomorrow.

She kept walking until she reached the Fat Lady's portrait. She was fast asleep, but Daniela was forced to wake her up.

"Password?" she mumbled, eyes still closed.

"Higumus Ayton," Daniela responded. The Fat Lady didn't say anything as she swung forward and Daniela scrambled through the portrait hole.

She clambered up the stone steps to the girls' dorms, her feet becoming heavier every second. She reached the dorm, quietly slipped inside, and headed towards her bed.

It was as she slipped off James's cloak that she realized something.

How did he know she was cold?

She hadn't even shivered or anything to make him think she was cold.

Daniela yawned one last time before she shrugged and fell into bed, only just closing the curtains around her bed before falling asleep in exhaustion.

The next day, Daniela entered the Great Hall for breakfast, ready to kill a certain Potter.

"POTTER!" she roared, reaching the Gryffindor table. Half the Great Hall heard her and turned to look at her furious expression. "POTTER, YOU SON OF A GUN!"

Sirius Black and James Potter immediately jumped up and tried to find an escape route. Unfortunately, Daniela had them cornered good and nice.

"Petrificus Totalus!" Daniela cried, whipping her wand out of nowhere. Both seventh-years fell to the floor, completely frozen. "Wingardium Leviosa."

Both guys were lifted off the floor some inches, and with her wand, Daniela guided the floating boys out of the Great Hall. Once she had them out of earshot of the Great Hall, she stopped in front of a broom closet. She muttered the counter-curse and watched angrily as the guys unfroze.

"Oww, why would you do that?" Sirius complained, rubbing his neck.

"WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU 'GIFT' ME A BRA?" she yelled at Potter, using air quotes. "WHY IN HELL WOULD YOU EVEN TRY TO PULL THAT ONE OFF, HUH?"

James was silent for a while before he grinned.

"Did it fit?"

"ASSHOLE!" Daniela yelled, pointing her wand at him menacingly. James looked terrified as he stared at the wand.

That morning, Daniela had woken up to find her roommates giggling. She had gotten up and seen the black bra on her bedside table. There was a note beside it.

It's alright if you don't wear a bra. But if you want to, here's one. Black so that I may be able to see it. That is, if you're wearing it. But don't worry, I'm in no urgency to see you wearing one.

—JP

Daniela concluded that that's how he knew she was cold. He had seen her protruding nipples when the cold bench beneath her legs and the night made her cold.

Back in front of James, Daniela glared at him.

"I think you should calm down, Daniela," Sirius said.

"SHUT UP!" Daniela roared, turning to point her wand at Sirius abruptly. "SHUT UP, BLACK! YOU WERE IN IT, TOO!"

Sirius and James glanced at each other.

"Why are you so angry?" James asked. Sirius and James thought they saw a flicker of fear in her eyes, but each thought that they had imagined it.

"You don't know my life and you probably never will. So don't fuck around and leave me alone. Pretend we've never talked before and act like you did to me last year. Like you don't give a flying fuck," she said quietly, not meeting either of their eyes. "Please."

Her last word came as a whisper, before she lowered her wand and tucked it into her high heel boots. James and Sirius remained frozen in slight shock at her words, listening as the click-click of her heels slowly faded away.

Daniela got up and groaned. Her feet hurt from the high heels but that was the least of her worries. She was in the common room and she'd just finished her Charms essay.

She was still wearing her Muggle clothes of the day (grey tank top, black cropped jacket, skinny jeans, grey boots). She wanted to change into her sleeping clothes, but she didn't think it wise to do so just yet. She still had to give Potter back his cloak.

Sighing, she picked up her book bag and headed upstairs with it. She left it on her bed and grabbed the cloak, hesitating as she felt the silky material in her hand.

She quickly realized what she was doing and headed back downstairs. She was admiring James... How James made her feel when he talked to her... Or when he flirted with her.

This isn't good, Daniela thought.

Once she reached the common room, she headed towards the boys dormitory. Everyone seemed busy in the common room. Three of the Marauders were there, but Daniela couldn't see James anywhere nearby. So she decided to check his dorm.

She lightly knocked on the door to the seventh-year dorms before she slowly opened the door. James was on the ledge beside the window, staring out into the grounds. He didn't even look up when she entered.

"James?" Daniela said, a little uncertainly.

"What do you want?" came James cold voice.

"I... I'm sorry-..." Daniela sounded scared as she spoke and James noticed it. Sighing, he turned to look at her.

"No, I'm sorry," he said. "I'm just tired, is all."

Daniela didn't say anything as she walked to stand in front of him.

"I just wanted to return your clo— What's wrong?" Daniela asked.

"I'm just tired," James repeated. Daniela rolled her eyes.

"Don't give me none of that bullshit. I know something's up with you. So what is it?" Daniela insisted. James sighed as he stood up and fell onto his bed.

"Everything I've done for Lily," he groaned. "I've given up so much so that she would notice that I was changing, that I was responsible."

"James... Don't change who you are for her, babe," Daniela said, sitting on his bed beside him. "Yes, you like her... a lot. But if you're not true to yourself now, you're never gonna be true to yourself or her. Be who you are and if she accepts you that way, great, I hope the best for you both. But if she doesn't, it wasn't meant to be."

"I know, but I like her so much..."

"Babe, if she doesn't see how much you like her, how much you would give for her, because of something stupid, that's her loss. James, there are girls trippin' trying to get your attention in this castle. The thing is, you won't pay attention to anyone else. It makes me pity the girls who keep their morals in mind all the time but would fuck you in an instant. It's sad, really. But anyway, that's not the point. The point is that you're more important than her. If you lose her, well, she wasn't the right one. But you can't lose yourself, James," Daniela finished.

James remained silent as he stared up at the ceiling.

"Daniela, what do you think of Lily?" he said finally. Daniela looked down at the cloak in her lap and shrugged, playing with a few loose threads on her skinny jeans.

"Welll... I don't like her," she finally said. "She's always been so rude to me. She's always yelling at me and being so bossy. Samaraa confronted her about it once and all Evans said was, 'She should know why. She spends all her time drooling over Potter instead of doing what she's supposed.'"

"Drooling over me, huh?" James smirked. Daniela only smiled and slapped his shoulder lightly.

"Don't get cocky. Plus, that time, it wasn't even you I was drooling over. It was... someone else."

"Uh-huh," James replied disbelievingly.

"So what else is going on?" Daniela asked, desperate to change the subject.

"Padfoot is head over heels for Adrienne Salas," James sighed. "It's scary..."

Daniela felt a little jealous but the confusion took over. Taking it step by step in her head, it didn't make sense to her.

"What about Armani?" Daniela asked.

"They broke up."

"Why?"

"She left him for some other guy," James informed her.

"So he's head over heels for Salas? The bad girl from Slytherin?" James only nodded. "But head over heels for her or 'Sirius' head over heels for her?"

"What's the Sirius version of head over heels?" James asked, sounding amused as he stared at her. She blushed a little under his gaze as she shrugged.

"I guess, lust. Like, he just wants to fuck her," Daniela responded and James laughed.

"No, I think it's the original head over heels this time," James said.

"But why her?" Daniela whined. "Why did it have to be- What is she doing- I can't- why-"

"Ahh, got a little something for dear Padfoot, have we?" James smirked. Daniela blushed considerably.

"I do not," she protested.

"Don't worry, I won't tell him," James laughed.

"You- you won't?" Daniela's voice failed her as she stared at the man in front of her. He only shook his head. "How come?"

He shrugged and stared up at the ceiling through his classes.

"I just won't."

"Mmmmkay then," Daniela slowly replied. "Okay, well... I just came to give you back your cloak." She stood up and faced James. "Don't let her change who you are. Oh, and... please don't let Padfoot fall for Salas."

With that, she left the cloak on the bed and began to walk toward the door.

"Daniela, wait!" James called, sitting up. Daniela paused, hesitating for a moment or two, before turning around to face him.

"Yes?"

"Come," James instructed. Daniela glanced at the door for a few seconds, before she walked back to James. She wasn't even sure she should listen to him.

"What?" Daniela asked, once she was standing in front of him.

"Why were you so angry this morning? It was only a joke," James said. Daniela sighed, taking a seat beside him on the bed. That had been bothering James all day. Sirius and James both agreed that she had overreacted and they'd give her a chance to explain herself before they acted on her words.

"James, you don't know what kind of hell I've had to live through," she sighed, falling back on the bed to lay down. "And you never will... And it wasn't so much the joke as how you KNEW that I wasn't wearing a bra."

"Actually, it wasn't that hard to tell," James responded. Daniela rolled her eyes and stood up with a sigh.

"I'm sleepy as hell and my boots are killing me so goodbye."

With that, Daniela disappeared through the door, leaving James to think on her advice.

Daniela yawned as she slipped on her robes over her outfit (dark skinny jeans, black tank top, blue '82' dolman top, and grey slip-on Vans).

It was finally Friday. She had been waiting for today for so long. If she didn't receive any extra homework today, she would be free all weekend to do whatever she pleased. She'd already finished her week's homework.

She quickly grabbed her book bag, swung it over her shoulder, and began to head out of the common room. She was busy going over random things in her head, when she stumbled around a corner on the third floor and froze.

Adrienne Salas and Sirius Black were busy snogging nearby. When they heard her fumbling footsteps, they pulled apart and looked her way. Salas smirked as she looked at Sirius, who was staring at Daniela.

Sirius didn't know what to make of Daniela's expression. He couldn't put an exact word on it because it was all a mix of emotions.

But Daniela was staring at Salas.

Adrienne Salas was wearing the uniform. The usually long, silver uniform skirt was unusually short, cut just enough to cover her ass. She was wearing the white button-down, only the two middle buttons buttoned. The rest were unbuttoned and you could easily see her white bra. She was wearing tall, white, leather boots. Her blonde hair fell in straight locks over her shoulders and her piercing green eyes smirked at Sirius's reaction to her kiss.

Daniela didn't say anything, but she began to walk forward again, walking as fast as she possibly could without breaking out into a run.

Padfoot smirked as he amusedly stared at the girl run from the scene, in embarrassment, he guessed.

Daniela had turned the corner and ran full-speed, hurtled down a flight of stairs, and thrown herself into an empty classroom on the second floor.

If Sirius was already kissing Salas, James wouldn't be able to stop him from developing feelings for Salas now.

Daniela felt on the verge of tears. She knew exactly what Salas was gonna do with Sirius. Since he was a "decent lay", she'd fuck him and then it was over.

Daniela quickly straightened up, fixed her robes so that you could still see her outfit, then walked out the door of the classroom.

She headed down the two flights of stairs to the Great Hall. But she wasn't hungry. So stopping at the doorway, her eyes scanned the Gryffindor table.

James was sitting beside Annie Derthan, who was one of the Marauders' best friends. Annie was sitting in between James and an empty seat. In front of them, were Lupin and Peter. Samaraa was sitting beside Lupin.

Daniela thought nobody had noticed her when she closed her eyes and turned away, walking back upstairs.

But somebody had. James.

James' eyes followed her as she left the Great Hall, but he didn't do anything. Instead, he turned to Samaraa.

"Where's Daniela?" James asked her.

"I don't know," Samaraa replied. "I woke her up this morning, but she just told me what she tells me everyday."

"And that's?" Peter asked.

"'Fuck off, I'm sleeping,'" Samaraa replied. Her words caused James, Peter, and Remus to burst out laughing. "What?"

"That's what Sirius says everyday, too," Remus explained. Samaraa only remained quiet, looking around to see if Daniela was coming at all.

When Samaraa and the Marauders (now joined by Sirius) entered the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, they found Daniela sitting at the front of the classroom, with earbuds in her ears.

"Daniela?" Samaraa asked, sitting beside her. Daniela didn't say anything. She was either ignoring Samaraa or she couldn't hear. "Daniela!"

Daniela turned to look at her, removing one earbud. She watched as Samaraa and the Marauders sat around her. Samaraa sat to her right, Lupin to her left, James directly behind her, and Sirius to James's left, and Peter to James's right.

"What?" Daniela asked.

"Where were you at breakfast?" Samaraa asked.

"I wasn't hungry," was Daniela's only response, avoiding Sirius's gaze.

"Well, why didn't you just sit with us?"

"Yes, because there was always an 'us' when it came to the Marauders, right, Samaraalyn?" Daniela sarcastically snapped back.

Samaraa looked taken aback at her words. However, Daniela only put her earbud back in and faced the front of the classroom, slowly putting the volume up higher on her music player.

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