Warning: A Damned Sexy Sirius?
Moment 6:
Unfinished Business
The first Quidditch game of Slytherin versus Gryffindor that year was not won by Gryffindor, a fact that got on Potter's nerves in no small part. It turned out Amelia was actually a very good captain. What got on his nerves more, Sirius noticed, was that Slytherin had not had a single foul or penalty—and that there was not one instance when they could've. Everyone they talked to said it was because of Bangcroft; she was an exceedingly good captain, and was wickedly determined to keep the Slytherin team in line, even at the cost of loosing the players with the most scores under their belts. When they learned that, Potter admitted a grudging respect to the girl. He by no means liked her, but he simply couldn't deny that she was damned good at Quidditch.
His best friend's assertion that Bangcroft deserved some respect gave Sirius pause. They were in a lot of classes together, and until now he had never even deigned to acknowledge her presence. But now he did.
Now he noticed how, more often than not, she had the right answer and never cheated. How she put particular care in the magical potions she concocted, along with how good she was at Transfiguration. Her Charms were also incredibly strong, and she was wonderful at keeping the dangerous magical creatures Kettleburn threw at them (when he wasn't on probation for injury) from flaring up. She was also friends with people from about every different houses, including Gryffindor; in fact, her friend (seeminly best friend), Lily Evans, was the subject of his best friend's fixation and huge crush. Strange for a Slytherin.
He noticed other things, too. Like the way she sprawled into any place she sat, never prim and proper like her friend, Lily. Like the way she was never completely in uniform. Her shirt untucked, jeans under her skirt, buttons only half done over a band shirt. Always a belt-pouch, a bewitched chain holding her wand to it so that only she could take it off, he learned, and always a pair of head-phones. He noticed the way her hair fell over her shoulder and framed her face, the way it could be completely straight or totally tangled and curled. The way she liked to wear a band around her forehead to hold all but two short front pieces back. The way her green eyes sparkled and her lips turned up. It was all very disturbing.
Amelia, for her part, had already consented that Black was good looking. Damned sexy, if she was going to be completely honest and get right down to it. (Though she would never do that in the presence of anyone except Lily, who was, in fact, her best friend.) And, unfortunately, not a horrible person, despite his hypocrisy. He was loyal, smart (though he didn't show it in class—but she knew he got good grades on tests), a good flyer. It was very annoying, but it was true. But she had never truly paid Sirius or his friends back for that beginning detention—and it was almost the end of third year. And so she created a plan.
A/N: Moving to a new either once or twice weekly schedule. I still haven't decided... hmmmm...
Either tuesdays and thursdays, probably, or just one of the two...
I know this chapter is short...sorry...merp...all moments are short, so it doesn't seem much of a change. I'm running out of moment ideas, though, so once this is finished I'll move on. To the REAL DEAL (ooooooooooooooo).
Yup. Have a nice day! REad and Review, and think of some titles, my lovlies (was that creepy? Meh.)