Enjoy! I've decided that I'm going to try my best to post a chapter every Tuesday and Thursday at least until the holidays. In January, I'm heading to Japan so I can't promise regular updates then but I'll try my best.
Rule #52: Sirius Black did not found the Sirius Cybernetics Corp.
An honest mistake! The Black family (at least according to my father, so I don't know how accurate that bit of information is) was great at investing and starting up businesses. If you wanted your business to go anywhere, you got backing from the Black family.
So pardon me for being wrong. I can't be perfect all the time. I'm actually not perfect at anything, according to my professors. And my relatives. And my classmates.
It's amazing that I have an ego or any self-esteem at all, considering how many times my plans have failed.
It probably didn't help that most of the products that Sirius Cybernetics Corporation produced were labor saving items that were flawed and incompetent. One can only expect something of that quality to come from someone like Sirius Black, the black sheep of the Black family.
Don't tell Potter or any of the Golden Trio I said that, though. If you do, I'll set my niffler on you and take everything of value that you own. And yes, I have a niffler. Her name is Oliver.
Having read about the GPPs and Sirius Cybernetic Corporation, I decided that I wanted one. So I went directly to the source. Harry Potter.
Well…. Maybe it wasn't directly to the source. But it was the best I could do, considering I was at Hogwarts and not allowed to leave.
"Hey Potter!" Was it just my imagination or did Boy Wonder let out a whimper at the sound of my voice. Girl Weasley, who was sitting nearby, paled and tried to scoot away from me as far as she could. We had some unresolved differences in opinion at the point. Something about flobberworms.
When I got no response, I poked to scarred boy in the side. He jumped and tried to move away but I didn't let him.
"Hey Potter!" I repeated, continuously poking him. "Potter!"
He turned with an aggravated expression on his face. "What?" he asked sharply.
"I want a GPP," I told him.
"Did she say that she wanted to pee-pee?" Ginny's older brother asked under his breath. I scowled at him.
"Oh shut it, Weasley Number Nine Hundred," I said. "This doesn't concern you." I turned back to Potter.
"So when can I get my GPP?" Green eyes stared back at me blankly.
"What's a GPP?" Potter asked. I huffed and rolled my eyes.
"A Genuine People Personalities," I explained. "I want one and your godfather is going to give me one." The Boy-Who-Lived actually snorted in amusement and turned away.
"Not going to happen as he wouldn't even know what that is," he replied. I ground my teeth together as my hands clenched into fists. In case you didn't know, I really didn't like to be told no.
"Yes it will."
"Or?" Potter asked. I glared at him.
"Or I turn your owl into owl tandoori," I announced and started to walk away, thinking that the matter was resolved. That's when it happened.
"Professor McGonagall, Faye is threatening to kill innocent animals again!" Potter called across the Great Hall. Everyone's eyes turned to me as I turned back to face Potter. That little…
I let out an unearthly screech and attempted to tackle him. Unfortunately, the older and much bigger Gryffindors decided that he needed protecting. It took three of them to drag me off that little…
Professors McGonagall and Snape strode over to break up the almost fight.
"Detention!"
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