Hey Readers

Again it has been a while mainly cos I've been working on another chapter and because I have been working and trying to run a normal adult life that my graduating from university appears to require me to do. Anyways here is the next chapter - Enjoy and I always appreciate reviews!

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The Nastiest Girl

She was many things. She was attractive, in fact very attractive, with her shiny, wavy dark hair and equally dark eyes, with trademark porcelain skin that all her family possessed. She was intelligent and particularly skilled with a wand. She was an exceptional Quidditch, she could play in every position, but she favoured Beater. Somehow, though it was unfathomable just how, she was popular, I suppose it could be fear, because most of all she was nasty.

Bellatrix Black was without a doubt horrible. She was just plain difficult. She was the fear of the whole school, let alone the Slytherins that had to share a common room with her. 'The poor girls in her dorm would surely need psychiatric help, they would need carting off to St. Mungo's the moment they left Hogwarts.' thought the boy who had come to spend much time thinking of Bellatrix.

The most troubling thing to him about Bellatrix was just how attractive he found her. He hated her, that was for sure, but he couldn't deny that he'd thought about her a couple of times, perhaps more than a couple of times, late at night. Of course she couldn't know this otherwise she'd surely crucio him to within an inch of his life...actually considering she is Bellatrix, she'd probably just torture him until he died. He guessed he should be thankful she had no reason to use legilimency on him.

It was about 11:30pm and well after curfew. James really had no idea how he'd managed to become a prefect, or why he'd been put on corridor patrol, it was probably just so that he had a reason to be out of bed after curfew, the professors and Filch were surely bored of catching him by now. It had been a quiet evening for the most part. In fact if he was honest, James was bored, being out of bed and in the corridors after curfew wasn't half as fun if you weren't trying to dodge being caught. He sighed and leaned against the corridor wall, he wasn't far from the Ravenclaw common room when he heard faint footsteps, coming closer. Finally, something to do! He thought as he waited for the student to come into view so he could deduct points and, depending on who it was, perhaps put them in detention. When the student in question rounded the corner, he felt excitement, disappointment, then disdain. It was Bellatrix. When she saw him he lips curled into an evil and frankly provocative smile.

"Potter, what are you doing out here...so alone?" she casually leaned against the corridor wall and fixed him with an expectant stare.

"Piss off Bellatrix, you're out after curfew." He said bluntly.

"Why? What are you going to do? Punish me?" she pouted at him teasingly, clearly enjoying herself.

"Bellatrix...I swear to Merlin himself if you don't..." he began. But she just laughed, not her usual cackle, but a more irritating, patronising giggle.

"Potter please you don't scare me." She smiled in amusement.

"Bellatrix, do me a favour and fuck off!" he tried again to get her to leave.

"You know Potter you really should be nicer to me. I could be so much nicer to you, you know." Now she was stepping closer to him, swaying her hips slightly, fixing him with a seductive gaze. He gulped. He hated Bellatrix, but that didn't mean he wouldn't, if given a chance.

"Wh...What are you talking about?" he stammered, slightly panicked.

"Potter, you know exactly what I'm talking about." She whispered as she leant forward and before James had any time to react she was kissing him.

It was a moment before he really realised what he was doing, though after considering he didn't really care. He deepened the kiss and turned to push Bellatrix against the wall. It was only seconds after that a voice interrupted them.

"What the hell?" James felt himself being pushed forcefully away by Bellatrix. Rodolphus Lestrange stood at the near end of the corridor. His dark shiny hair looked slightly tousled and his eyes flashed angrily at James. It was incredibly unfortunate that he just happened to be Bellatrix's boyfriend.

"Rod, thank Merlin you're here! It was awful Rod, he attacked me, I was so scared Rod! Thank Merlin you're here!" Bellatrix cried now rushing towards Rodolphus.

"You attacked my girlfriend Potter?" Rodolphus accused threateningly.

"No I..." James began.

"I'm gonna kill you Potter!" Rodolphus snarled.

James saw very little other than a few sparks before everything went black.

The next morning James awoke in the hospital wing. He felt like he had fallen off his broom and landed in the Whomping Willow. He moved a hand to his face and then quickly withdrew it as he felt several grazes and cuts. He heard a slight chuckle to his right and looked over, wincing as pain shot through his neck and saw Sirius smirking slightly.

"Man! Did you seriously get off with my cousin?" Sirius looked half amused half disgusted by the idea.

"So you don't think I attacked her then?" James asked.

"Well everyone else does, all the Slytherins, but I know you wouldn't bother." Sirius explained.

"You know something Sirius? You're cousin really is the nastiest girl I've ever met." James said

"You're telling me?" Sirius grinned at his best friend, another one of Bellatrix's victims.