Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned

-William Congreve

"Hayley..." came a soft mutter from behind me. Sirius Black. The man with the worst timing.

I turned around slowly.

Please, let it not be Sirius. Please. Let me be wrong.

Shit. Let me drop dead.

"Oh hey, Sirius," I said, trying to act casual. I don't think it worked because his face had just turned as red as James' does.

"What's going on?" he said hissed, more at Regulus than at me. Well, at least he wasn't angry at me. That was a plus, right?

"Hayley and I like each other," Regulus smirked. Did he plan this, or does he make it up as he goes along? But, oh boy, I could have hit him then. Lucky for me, Sirius did it. In the split second I had turned to look at Regulus, Sirius lunged at his brother and punched him causing him to stumbled and fall.

"Sirius!" I cried out in shock, as he took another leap towards Regulus. I quickly grabbed him by the arm and pulled him back towards me. Sometimes, my own strength surprised me.

"I was kidding you son of a bitch!" Regulus growled, standing up and brushing himself off. I squealed at the blood pouring from his nose, I opened my mouth to say something to him but he had already started to walk away.

"IF YOU EVER TOUCH HER AGAIN – YOU'LL BE SORRY!" Sirius roared.

"Muggle fighting?" I snapped at Sirius, "Really?" I had got into the habit of saying 'really' instead of 'seriously' because he always made a joke out of it. And to tell you the truth the joke wasn't very funny.

Sirius snorted at my comment, "Kissing my brother, really?" He said mocking my tone.

How dare he? I didn't sound like that! It sounded more like – no, focus. I quickly pulled him into the nearest classroom.

"One; he kissed me," I said, ticking it off my fingers, and then I lied, "And two; it was on the cheek!"

"IT SO WAS NOT! ... At least not from where I was standing!" Sirius said, pulling that face which I always thought he had learned from McGonagall.

"Unless, you were me – that is standing in front of Ros-gulas while he kissed me, then you really can't tell," I said. I was thinking way too much about Rosier. Maybe I had a thing for him – haha. No.

"Well – well – you see – no," Sirius mumbled. I waited for him to organize his thoughts, no sorry, thought. Just one.

"I wish you would just tell me what's going on," he said, finally. He raised his hand and gently stroked my cheek. His fingers were rough and jagged, probably from all those years of Quidditch. But still they were warm. He cupped my face with his hands, and brushed his lips against mine. I could melt at his touch. And I knew for everything to be alright, I had to tell him.

"I love you," he muttered, pulling away from me, "And I want to know that you love me too..."

"I do – and that kiss meant nothing – okay it was on the lips, but he kissed me!" I said. I wrapped my arms around his neck, "I love you – and I'll do whatever it takes for you believe that..."

"Stop talking to Regulus." The words seemed to roll of his tongue, like he had them ready at the beginning of this conversation.

"Done," I said. He didn't seemed shocked by my answer, more like he knew it was coming.

See, he was cheeky; he knew I didn't kiss Regulus and knew I wasn't cheating on him but he used this opportunity to make sure I wouldn't talk to Regulus. He was smarter than I thought.

"But wait, I have to tell you something," I sighed. This non-sense had to stop. I was a merlin-damn Gryffindor. Not some pathetic idiot who cowered when a Slytherin spoke. I wasn't a Hufflepuffs … It's true, I'm not being housist. I would tell him everything. Everything about Rosier, Regulus and why all this was happening.

"No, it's okay," Sirius said, he pecked me on the cheek, and then added, "I trust you."

"No – but – just listen-"

"Sirius – there you are! James is asking for you," Remus said, bursting through the door, "Oh, am I interrupting?" I swear on Merlin, boys have the worst timing.

"No," Sirius said, letting go of me, "Did he say what for?"

"Something with McGonagall – but he's annoyed that you don't have your mirror on you," Remus shrugged.

"Okay, I better go."

"No – Sirius, I need to tell you something," I said, almost begging him.

"I think this about the match – why don't we talk after classes?" he asked me.

"Okay," I sighed, he gave me a smile before following Remus out.

He just couldn't wait ten seconds. That's all it would have taken me to tell him what was going on. Why couldn't he wait? Everything was so close to being over. All this stupidity and non-sense. I guess I could wait another two hours. But sooner or later I would have to explain what had happened to my wand and why I screamed when somebody touched my arm.

I picked up my bag about to leave the empty classroom, when someone else walked in.

"What do you need to tell him?" Rosier snarled.

My skipped a thousand beats, I fumbled around for my wand then remembering that I didn't have one.

"I need to get to class Rosier," I croaked, my voice didn't seed to be working properly and neither did my legs.

"I won't keep you," he said, fiddling with his wand, "But be careful; my wand may just slip and do something I'd know you'd regret."

"Enough with these empty threats, Rosier," I spat, "Stop playing around and just tell me what you want."

"I don't want anything," he sighed, "It's He-who-must-not-be-named-"

"Voldemort is a coward," I spat.

"Tut tut, before careful what you say," Rosier said slyly, a small grin playing on his face, "You have a choice Hayley, you can kill your brother and your blood traitor boyfriend or you can do what I tell you."

"What your telling me to do doesn't make anything sense!" I snapped at him, "You could do it yourself!"

"I'm training you," He said simply, "To become a death eater." He gave me his disgusting crooked smile before exiting the room.

"Rosier – wait!" I said following him. I looked down the empty corridor, but he had already disappeared into his classroom.

So this was his plan. Can I just add that it's a very stupid plan? No way in hell I was becoming a death eater. Rosier was mental. I am a bloody Gryffindor, why did I cower at his feet with every threat he made. It was time for all these secrets to end.

But within the next few hours, I would regret ever thinking this, because his threats weren't as empty as they seemed.

"Hayley!" came a familiar voice from down the corridor.

I turned around, for the first time today it was a face I was actually glad to see, "Kat!" I sighed, "Aren't you supposed to be in class?"

"I could say the same for you," she grinned. I had spent six years with her grin and I terribly missed them, "You wanna go down to Hogsmeade – I need a break."

I laughed, "We just had lunch." That was Kate. Whenever she was fed up with something, she would run. Take a break.

We quietly made our way down to Hogsmeade and picked a comfy seat at the back of three broomsticks.

"So, what's going on with you?" I asked her, sipping on my Butterbeer.

"Phillip is finally getting married," Kate sighed. Phillip was Kate's older brother and he wanted to get married to his girlfriend for three years, "But to Carol."

This Carol was new, I had never heard of this Carol, "But I thought you're brother was going to marry Jane?" I said to Kate.

"No, it didn't work out," Kate said, shaking her heading, "It seems like ages since I talked to you," she sighed.

I nodded. I can't believe I didn't know about Carol. But I guess I was busy with Rosier – who was going to be expelled. Because I'm a Gryffindor and I'm not going to take his crap.

"You always seem to hang out with James now," she continued, twirling her wispy blonde hair between her fingers, "And I always see you hanging out with Rosier and Regulus – is something going on?"

I shook my head. Well, I couldn't tell her. It was Kate.

"Are you sure?" she asked, "Have they been bothering you again? Like they used to in first year?"

I shook my head again, pretending to be interested in my Butterbeer. It was quite foamy. Like seafoam. Foamy. That's nice.

"I can rough them up for you," Kate grinned, tearing me away from my foamy thoughts.

I looked up at her and smiled. She wouldn't hurt a fly unless she really had to. Of course I could her tell. I knew her since first year. If there was one person I could tell who would know what to do it would be Kate.

I sighed and rolled back my sleeves, it seemed a perfect way to start. Kat reacted exactly how I thought she would, she gasped and gave me that disgusted look.

"Oh my Merlin!" She squealed, "What happened?"

"Rosier," I said.

And I told her everything. I watched her has her emotions ran over shock, to anger and then finally to confusion.

"Why is he threatening you with Sirius?" she asked finally.

Well, I guess, she was my best friend. If I had told her everything, I could tell her about Sirius.

"I love him," I sighed dreamily, "We've been going out for a few weeks and Kat, I love him so much..."

"You and Black are dating?" She spat at me.

Maybe I mis-read her tone, but was she angry at me? After all that I had told her.

"How could you do this – you knew I liked him!" she growled.

"Kat – that was in second year!" I grinned, "I didn't know you were still hung up on him!"

"Yeah..." she muttered, calming down. Wow, that was quick. I was good. But really, that was a twelve-year old crush. I mean I had a crush on Profess- no, wait. Never mind.

"I'm going to tell James and Sirius about this, you're right it's stupid keeping this from them," I said smiling.

"Are you sure you should tell Sirius?" Kat asked, "Maybe you should break up with him."

I laughed at her, "You're so silly sometimes Kat, I love him – oh and now I'm late for meeting him."

"Oh..."

I stood up from my seat and placed a few galleons on the table, "We'll talk later okay?"

I raced out of the Three Broomsticks I was thirty minutes late for meeting Sirius. Everything was finally working out. Me and Kate were finally talking again. And I had told someone! Rosier was going to get in trouble; I would stand up to him! Everything was going to work out! I could almost jump in joy. I was so ecstatic my arms didn't really hurt too much. Everything looked so much brighter! It felt so much better. I was being silly before, Rosier was just being a prat.

I was practically skipping down the dirt road of Hogsmeade. Everything was going to be fine.

"Hayley!"

I could recognise that voice, "Regulus! I've had enough of you! Just go away – I don't care who you're trying to help..." I smiled to myself; everything was going to be okay.

"Wait!" he said, jogging after me, he grabbed my arm and pulled me back.

"Ahh!" I yelled freeing my arm from his grip, "Would you leave me alone?"

"Look what I did before-" Regulus started.

"I don't care!" I growled at him, "You can kiss me a thousand times! I'll still love Sirius, and he'll kill you," I said laughed.

He leaned forward and kissed me again. But this time it didn't last as long, his lips had barely touched mine, before I pulled away.

"I was kidding, you can't kiss me," I spat, rubbing the feel of his lip off mine, "You can go to hell Rosier, I hate you." I didn't really, Ohhh. That felt good. Much better than when I had told Sirius.

"You don't hate me because I'm evil! You hate me because I know it!" he yelled after me.

Whatever, I still hate you. Kind of.

Fabulous.

I was ecstatic.

Everything was going to be fine.

"Hayley? Why weren't you in class?" somebody called out, I looked around to see who it was. Boy I was just running into everybody today!

"Hey James, I just needed a break – where's Sirius?" I asked looking around.

"He said he was waiting for you – needed to talk to you or something..." Remus trailed off.

"Is everything okay?" James asked. He must of repeated that same line to me about a million times this week.

"I think he wants to talk about Regulus – we'll meet you here in like half an hour okay?"

James nodded. He looked upset. Sad. I wonder what was wrong.

But no, I can't think about that. I had to keep in mind I was going to tell Sirius. Then I was going to tell James. And then we were going to kick Rosier's ass – or just tell a teacher ... whatever works. I'm a Gryffindor, I wasn't going to hide away in a stupid corner and let some jackass take advantage of me. And NO WAY was I going to become a death eater. It was bad enough I kissed one – well he kissed me – TWICE.

Oh yes, I was sure Regulus was a death eater. He had the manners and hygiene of one. But ... I had to admit he seemed like a good guy, all the kissing aside, he had tried to help me and of course he was trying to save Sirius' life.

He wasn't half bad then.

James' P.O.V.

"Remus, I'm telling you," I said, walking into the three broomsticks, "There's something going between Regulus and Hayley – oh hey Kate - you okay?" Ah, the perfect person to ask.

"Fine," she growled, empty her purse and placing a few sickles on the table.

"Hey I have a question for you-"

"James, if something was happening Hayley will tell you," Remus sighed, trying to pull me away from Kate.

"No Remus, something is going on and she's obviously not telling me!" I snapped, I turned back to Kate, "Ka-"

"Nothing is going on between her and the Slytherins," Kate sneered at me, before walking away.

"No wait, what about Regul-"

"Nothing is going on between her and Regulus," Kate snapped at me, "It's Sirius she's fucking, I bet that's what she went to do now– yeah, that's right Potter, my best friend just screwed me over!"

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