Disclaimer: I own nothing. I got a couple of reviews after I wrote this telling me that I'm rushing through stuff a little too quickly, I'll try to stop doing that the next chapter. Tell me what you think and enjoy.
Chapter 7
The next night I found out what had caused such a stir. Me. Well not me, me but the brand new Lady Le Fay. They didn't know who she was, nor whose side she resided on and the idea of someone with that kind of power and resources frightened them. What surprised me is the fact that they actually asked me for advice. I wasn't exactly supposed to know that they were but as much as I love Sirius, he wasn't exactly subtle.
"I have no idea what the right thing to do is," he groaned after he 'accidentally' spilled the beans. He'd been trying similar phases until I knew if he tried anymore I was going to burst out laughing at his poor undercover skills.
"Just leave it for now," I said offhandedly shrugging, "Her allegiance will come out soon enough. If it's bad then you deal with it then. There's nothing you can do about it now. Oh, and feel free to share that with the rest of the class." He smirked and threw a wink at me when he was sure that nobody else was looking. So maybe he wanted me to know all along. Tricksy godfathers.
"We've got a problem," Hermione said later that day, "They know you've been sneaking out. Not to mention none of us are very good at the med stuff."
"Then we find someone that is," I replied, "When are they planning to confront be about leaving the house?" She looked nervous.
"They aren't, they want to know what you're doing and why first," she informed me.
"So they're going to follow me, those bastards," I swore good-naturedly. The fact that they were not as bigger dumbasses as I had anticipated made it harder to do what I needed to do, but I couldn't help but be happy that they were more aware. More aware means less chance to get killed. "Have they followed me yet?" I asked.
"No, but next time you leave there going to," she replied anxiously, "What are you going to do about it?" A plan half-formed in my mind that made me want to giggle just thinking about it.
"It's better if I don't tell you," I said after a moment, "Plausible deniability and all. They won't think I've been doing what I have though." She seemed assured and that meant that I needed to make a phone call. I was never more thankful for the mobile that I had brought.
"Hello little one," Jack answered in a smooth tone, "Did you want to thank me for the pretty toys I left you?" I let out a laugh in response.
"Not quite," I said amused, "But thank you never the less. I need a favour."
"Already? Demanding one aren't you?" he teased me.
"I need an alibi, some people are going to be following me and I want them to think that every time I've left the house I've been on a date," I told him, "So can you arrange for a pretty muggle girl to meet me at a café nearby and pretend that we've been seeing each other."
"Interested in girls are we?" he said and I could just imagine his grin.
"Personality over gender, but the shock factor should make them forget about my going out and more about where I've been going," I said thinking it out. He burst out laughing and for a while I didn't think he'd stop.
"Devious," he said breathlessly, "But are you willing to pay the price. The date will be real, and you only have to go on one. My friend Serena did ask me to introduce you."
"Great," I said think that it would be nice to go on a date. I'd never gotten the chance to go on a real date before. I mean sex sure. It was war, smoke'em if you got'em and all, but never dates. "Send me a time and date, with a picture so I can pretend I've actually met the girl before."
The picture he sent me of the girl I was supposed to meet had me letting out a low whistle. She was smoking hot. Short blonde hair, lean figure and baby doll blue eyes. I found myself looking forward to tomorrow afternoon.
"You planning on going somewhere important?" Eric said as I shimmied some thigh highs up my legs. I wore a little black skirt that was tight at the hips and hung loosely across my thighs, short heeled boots, and an extremely low cut white top. I had on sexy lingerie too, because hey, you never know.
"Yep," I said shooting him a smile. He followed me into the bathroom where I ran a brush through my hair and did some light make up. Eyeliner, mascara and dark red lipstick.
"I don't want to know where you're going dressed like that," he said seriously, "You realise that mum and dad are having you followed."
"Which means that you'll hear all about it later when they start screaming for all of queen and country to hear about," I said with an amused smile. Grownups, I thought to myself really weren't practical. If they had really thought about ways to eavesdrop on us they would have realised that Fred and George's extendable ears were the best way to go.
It didn't take long, I realised walking down the street to figure out who was following me. Tonks was wearing a face that I recognised from the other life and James was under the invisibility cloak. Serena sat at a table outside this cute little café and when I showed up bounced up to me and kissed me on the lips.
"You're late darling," she chided, and I could see the mischief in her eyes daring me to nay-say the previously dating story that had been agreed upon.
"Sorry, I know," I said with a laugh as we walked inside, "I'll make it up to you later." The last part came out as a purr and was defiantly well received. We sat and ordered coffee. Within five minutes if quickly became apparent that I actually like Serena. She was nineteen year old hairdresser and piercest that like street racing in her own time. She had a sweet car and was funny and flirty.
"So," she said sliding her foot up my leg, "Would you be amiable to coming home with me? We could ah, have a little fun." My hand was clasped in hers and the smile plastered on my face was not solely from the gasp that Tonks let out.
"I think I'd like that very much," I said in return. She leaned forward and kissed me. It was nice and warm. I had missed this kind of contacted with other people. Fucking lucky I thought to put on my lucky panties, I thought with a grin. She pulled me out the café and a few blocks away where there was a nice apartment building with a doorman and everything.
The second the apartment door shut her mouth was on mine and it was no longer coy or teasing. I bit her bottom lip and let her take me to her room.
"Don't let me interrupt," a voice called from her open bedroom door. (If I were mean, I'd leave it here, LOL) We sprang apart and came face to face with Jack. "Well it looks like you two got along well, sex on the first date?" he mock chided.
"Not anymore," Serena said scrunching up her nose adorably, "I just got cock blocked by a cockhead." He flattened his hand over his chest looking overly insulted.
"Oh, such hostility," he said over dramatically, his hand over his heart, "I think I will simply die."
"Has anyone ever told you that you're the epitome of the stereotype of a gay man?" I asked him frankly making Serena giggle.
"Now that's just mean, I thought that we should talk," he pouted. Which was how we found ourselves on the couch with three shot glasses and a bottle of Smirnoff.
Ah Jack, that just wasn't fair. So what did you think? I'm going to add some character building between Jack and Lina? I called her Lina didn't I? So many stories so little time.
