Here's the next chapter! i hope you all enjoy it! feedback is always appreciated!
Did you know that if you looked up Lily Evans in the dictionary, you'd find a large picture of the Head Girl and the following definition: \Lile Evans\ n: Perfect in all respects, such as, perfect grades, perfect looks, perfect boyfriend, perfect life. Look up also: stuck-up, straight-A's, and chick
Lily Evans is not someone you want to mess with. Her hexes are numerous, their side-affects ghastly. But it seems as if all of this does not prevent James Potter from stalking her. Really, from only being at the school this long, I've seem James heading towards the hospital wing six times, six! And that's just counting the times I've seen and the times that he's actually needed to see the nurse, instead of him being able to fix his own face. Not that it's just his face that takes the punishment…
The Marauders had been very wary around me lately. Whenever I entered a room housing the Marauders, they all hastily covered their precious hair. It's quite hilarious actually.
Again, they tried for revenge. And, like before, they failed miserably. This time, they tried to curse my books to chase me around the common room one afternoon. After clearing away the black eye that one of my books had caused me, I made every book in he library chase the boys while I plotted (and got kicked out of the library).
I needed the perfect revenge that would show those dumb butts who they were messing with. This led me to sneaking into the boys' dorm at four in the morning on a Friday. Waving my hand over the four Marauders sleeping forms, I walked from the dorm with them floating behind me.
Let's just say that the boys would not have fun when they woke up…
After going back to my dormitory, I slept for a couple more hours, then I followed the other Gryffindor girls from the dorm, smiling smugly.
A crowd of people was grouped around something in the Great Hall. It seemed as though the Marauders had decided to sleep upside-down in the Great Hall, wearing boxers with hearts on them, while all snoring loudly. The Gryffindor girls gasped and shrieked. This caused the four boys to wake up, take one look at themselves, and start yelling.
What followed was utter chaos. The Marauders cursed and yelled, while I sat and ate a piece of toast. Reversal spells were thrown at the Marauders from distressed girls, while the Slytherins sent curses their way. They would not be passing up any chances when their worst enemies were in such a weak position.
Every reversal spell though didn't work, while the curses caused the Marauders to yell louder.
Professor Dumbledore, who had been watching from the staff table with a twinkle of merriment in his eyes, finally went down to the Marauders. Yet, all of his spells didn't work. He looked confused for a moment and then turned around and headed towards me. Uh oh! I'm absolutely screwed!
"Miss Swan, would you mind helping these poor boys out of this position?" Dumbledore asked, with a smile on his face, the amused twinkle still present in his blue eyes.
Seeing that he wasn't angry, I decided to milk the situation for as long as I could. "I don't know, you see, I'm very partial to the colour they're turning right now. Black, you know a purple face actually makes you more attractive." I snickered as Sirius tried to glare at me.
"Swan, do you mind?" James was wriggling around, trying to be released.
"Well, if you're sure that's what you want…" I flicked my finger and the boys were suddenly released... right on top of the people standing below.
There were groans and shouts of pain, as I walked away, Dumbledore giving me a wide grin.
I sensed, rather than heard the hex Sirius sent my way. Before I even turned around, I had cast a shield charm to guard my back. I turned around when the curse had bounced toward the stonewall directly behind Sirius.
"Now, it's never good manners to curse someone when their back is turned. Didn't your mother ever teach you manners?" I shot a spell at Sirius so fast that only his superb Quidditch reflexes helped him dodge the hex.
"You know nothing about my mother, but it seems like I'm not a son of her." Again Sirius tried to get me with his spell. But really, those wands have a much slower response rate than my hands did. Before I could respond to his comment, McGonagall stopped us.
"Mr. Black, Miss Swan, stop this instant." Professor McGonagall was heading towards us. She looked like an angry bull on a rampage. "I have never seen such horrible behaviour and from my own house! I am greatly disappointed! You two will both lose thirty points from Gryffindor and detention to work out your differences."
"Yes! Only one detention." Sirius muttered quietly.
"Oh no Mr. Black, it seems as though you don't understand me. You will be serving detentions until I see that the two of you can be civil with each other. Do I make myself clear?"
I ground my teeth in frustration and muttered "crystal clear".
"Good, come to my office at seven." McGonagall turned around and marched back up to the staff table.
Sirius and the other Marauders walked out of the Great Hall, but not before Sirius gave me a piercing glare. I just smiled sarcastically back at him.
That evening I traded the warm common room for the cold, stone corridors. When I arrived at McGonagall's office, Sirius wasn't there, even though I was ten minutes late because I had dragged my feet the whole way to the Transfiguration teacher's office.
"Thank you for coming, Miss Swan." She raised her eyebrows at me. "Do you have any idea where Mr. Black is this evening?"
I snorted. "As you have seemed to have noticed, I don't keep track of where Black," I spit the name out, "goes, unlike those crazy fan girls."
Before McGonagall could respond, the door was thrown open as Sirius strutted in (how conceited can a person be?).
"Thank you for finally coming Mr. Black. Because of both your tardiness's, you and Miss Swan will be staying an hour later than I planned on keeping you here."
Great, and my day just keeps getting worse and worse, doesn't it?
"The two of you will be grading these first years' tests, but you must do each one together. When you are finished, please stay here until I come back. You may begin." She handed a stack of papers to Sirius and left the room.
"Here." Sirius grumbled as he started to separate the exams.
"You are to do the project together!" Professor McGonagall's voice echoed from the numerous papers that Sirius had been trying to split up.
"Damn," Sirius muttered and then pulled his chair closer to hers. "We have to do it together, unfortunately." He muttered the last of his sentence.
"Fine, let's just hurry, because of you, we have to stay here longer."
"What would you be doing? Being a pathetic loner?"
"Wow, Siri, did you make that comeback up all on your own, or did you have your little fan girls think it up earlier?" I adopted a little baby voice as I talked to him; he just glared back.
The rest of the hours were spent barely talking. We both corrected the tests together. Only needing our voices when we disagreed on a kid's paper. Actually, that happened quite frequently, so we did talk a lot. Sirius should never become a teacher. Grading papers is not one of his achievements!
Once we finished, I asked Sirius a question that had been in my mind since the morning.
"Hey Sirius, why doesn't your mother count you as a son?" Sirius looked up, seeming surprised.
"She disowned me summer before last." He seemed to want to stop talking about it, but I was curious.
"If it makes you feel better, I was disowned from my family this summer." It wasn't strictly true, but it was close enough. We stayed silent the rest of the detention
"Good," McGonagall dismissed us after looking over the papers when she had returned and reminding us that we needed to come to her room the following evening again.
School passed slowly. It took awhile to get into the whole school thing. I had never had to do schoolwork before, but I remembered what school had been like when I was eight, so I didn't look completely pathetic.
The teachers piled on work, but I was never one to complain. The work made it seem like I actually had a purpose, which had never really happened to me before. School was pretty easy. I could do all the spells in most classes, but my grades had started to slip in Potions, the only class I took that didn't have much to do with wands (except Herbology, but really, who can't deal with a little plant?).
Detentions continued with Sirius, mostly we just graded the Transfiguration teacher's papers. Or else we cleaned, but Sirius and I tried not to talk to each other at all. Obviously we would be here all year, because we certainly weren't making progress with the whole 'being civil with each other' thing.
"Congratulations Miss Swan on your essay." Professor McGonagall gave me a small smile as she handed me my essay during class later in the week. A large O was on the top of my paper. Sirius glared at me, while I just smiled sweetly back at him.
At the end of the class, I walked down the hall, stuffing papers into my jam-packed bag. As I turned the corner on my way to the Great Hall, I noticed a girl trying to catch up with me.
"Do you need something Lola darling?" I asked, smirking at the surprised look on her face.
"Just wanted to have a little talk with you Swan." I noticed the girl clutching her wand in her colourful talons.
"I'm sure a talk was certainly on your mind." I muttered, while she fake smiled at me.
"See here Swan! Sirius Black is mine!"
I didn't really seem to understand why girls fawned over Sirius so much. Seriously (no pun intended), he really wasn't that amazing! Besides the fact that he had amazing looks, really he wasn't anything special. Supposedly he was smart, but I easily beat him in pretty much every class.
"Go ahead, sweetie, he's all yours!" I turned my back to her and started walking away.
"Don't you dare turn your back on me, scum!" I clutched my heart in mock pain. "Just because you get to be with Sirius every evening, doesn't make you special. And you try to get attention by cheating in classes."
"Do you think you could explain something to me?" I turned back to look at her, one eyebrow raised. "One, I have detention with Sirius every evening, not sex. Two, how is it possible to cheat? I mean sure, on a test, but really how can I cheat?"
"Easy. You just copy someone else's work." She smirked again, thinking she had finally stumped me.
"Right," I said with a snort. "McGonagall totally wouldn't notice that. Now if you don't mind, I'd like to get to lunch."
"Of course, go ahead, whore." She mumbled the last part, but I easily heard her.
"Wow, what a hypocrite." Flicking my finger, I started to walk away.
"What the bloody hell are you doing to me, slut?" I smirked and turned, watching as Lola was pulled along with me because of my spell.
"You'll see!" I continued walking, dragging the girl along.
When I entered the Great Hall, I noticed Lola starting to freak out. I just grinned and proceeded to the Marauders' spot at the Gryffindor table.
"Hey Sirius, darling," I fluttered my eyelashes at him. "Lola here has something to say to you." I smiled at him and smirked inside when I noticed how he stared at my lips, poor Sirius, now I knew exactly how to drive him crazy.
"Go ahead Lola," I prodded her closer to the table. When it was obvious that she wasn't going to say anything, I decided to speak for her. "Since Lola here seems a bit shy, she just told me that she loved that night the two of you spent together and she thinks the tattoo of a kitten on your bum is so adorable and such a turn-on!"
I walked away, hurrying down the table before finally bursting with laughter. The people who had heard what I said, started whispering and giggling to their neighbors, while I just tried not to fall of the bench in fits of giggles.
Once I had finished laughing, I looked around, sensing someone's gaze on me. I immediately tensed up. I looked up and my eyes connected with someone's green eyes, staring straight at me.