The Peace is Dead in My Soul

Sierra carried her bag all the way to Professor Black's class without help. She almost fell down the stairs a couple of times but managed to catch herself. In her mind she knew that Mike had already made it down there but she was hoping for some kind of help, even though she knew that class was starting really soon. She knew Mike couldn't just as well come up and help her but her back was really killing her. (A/N: Sorry about the her thing. Couldn't help it.)

"Arg! Why did I get stuck with carrying this God forsaken cauldron?"

Someone came running up behind her right as she reached the door. "Sierra! Why aren't you in class yet?"

Sierra gasped. "I-I'm sorry, Professor. Professor Snape just gave me extra homework and I've gotta carry this cauldron around all day now."

"Would you like some help?"

"That I would… But no one will. They mostly all hate me."

Sirius shrugged. Sierra scrambled to her seat as she dropped the cauldron at the door. Draco and Abby laughed, vocally, and you could hear it. This, of course, made Sierra wonder what was really wrong with Abby.

"When you all leave I wish for someone to please help Sierra with her cauldron?"

Harry raised his hand. "I'll do it, Professor Black."

"Why thank you, Harry. Now, would everyone open their bottles of soap?"

"If Snape makes me do one more lousy extra homework for him, I will hurt him." Harry looked a little skeptical. "Okay so maybe I won't because then all the Gryffindors will hate me when he takes points off… But Harry, I'm just so sick of him!"

"Then pull a prank on him," Fred Weasley grinned.

"Yeah, he's just Professor Snape."

"Do you have any muggle things?" George wondered.

Sierra suddenly looked a little idealish. "OOO!!! Makeup!"

Harry glanced at her with shock written all over his face. "Makeup? On SNAPE?"

"Eh he'll look pretty… I think…" She laughed. "C'mon, he'll never know I did it. You'll just have to loan me the Invisibility Cloak, Harry. Please?"

He sighed. "Well all right. But you better not get any makeup on it, do you understand?"

"Comprende amigo! Comprende!"

"Huh?"

"Spanish. I took Spanish as a second language in America. It means I understand, friend. I understand. Anyway, thank you so much for the idea, Fred, George!"

George smiled. "No problem. Glad to be of help. Just don't get any points taken off, okay?"

"No probby. I won't!"

"That's what we're afraid of," Fred whispered to Harry as Sierra walked off to her room.

Sierra got up at 2:00 a.m. with a whole bunch of makeup. "Harry? You here?"

"Right here," he whispered, handing her the cloak. "Remember, no makeup stains, no burning, no nothing, got it?"

"Comprende."

"That's what I was afraid to hear."

Sierra smiled, "I won't destroy it at all, Harry, you know I'd never ruin anything of yours."

"That's what I'm afraid of," he joked.

When she left the hallways were dark and cold. She wrapped the cloak around her tighter. Yet no matter that it took her 10 minutes and no matter that she kept stopping to look out the windows at the stars, Sierra still made it down to Snape's room.

She opened the door quietly and snuck in. Leaving it open a bit for light from the moon, she glanced at his bed where he lay, asleep. Sierra opened the bag carefully and snickered to herself.

~This is gonna be good.~

!You know, I'm surprised I never thought about this before. It would have been the perfect prank!!

After applying black nail polish to his fingernails and putting red lipstick and blush on him, Sierra left his room all smiles.

~He's actually pretty cute –when he's asleep.~

!I told you so.!

~Oh hush up! Besides, he's only Snape.~

!You should like him. You've always liked guys with long hair.!

~We always have interesting conversations, Lily.~

!Don't we though?!

The next morning as Sierra was sipping some of her iced tea, Severus walked through the doors of the Great Hall. She guessed he hadn't looked in the mirror yet or he just never looked in the mirror at all. But anyway, Sierra almost spit all of the liquid in her mouth out.

"Oh my God," Fred managed.

Hermione peeked up from her breakfast and gasped, "Who did that to him?"

Sierra grinned to herself. Meanwhile all the kids around her were laughing and pointing at him.

"What now? Do I have something stuck in my teeth?"

"Uh, Sevvy, dude, you got makeup on. You know, that Muggle stuff that those women wear to make them look sexier for the men?" Sierra stood up concealing her laughter. God knew she was about to laugh like someone had just told her that Mike was going to go out with her.

"Makeup? Albus, is she lying?"

He shook his head also suppressing his laughter. "No, Severus, she is not."

"WHO DID THIS?!" Snape yelled.

The whole hall fell silent except for the few whispers and accusations.

"DRACO!" Sierra yelled. "Look at him! He's got that… that grin!"

"Draco Malfoy? Impossible, he's a Slytherin."

"Yeah, so… Sevvy you wouldn't be suspecting me? I'll be put in court for allegedly putting makeup all over Severus Snape! I demand the right! I didn't do it!" she dramatized. "Seeya in Potions, Snapeo. Lemme just tell ya, you look good with black nails too!"

He looked down at his hands. "You did it!"

"Nope. I just saw your fingers. Bye Snape."

Sierra walked out of the Hall in a fit of laughter. Ron jumped up and followed her out.

"Do you know how much trouble you almost got us in? You probably just made Snape take a million points from Gryffindor!"

"Oh Jees, Ron, I think you're over-reacting. He couldn't've. He's just Snape, he would never."

"Oh yeah? Want to bet? You don't know Snape like we do! You haven't known him as long as we have!"

"Yeah? So? Knock it off, Ron. I've got more sense than you think."

"Right, whatever. Oh and stay away from Harry. My sister likes him."

"Yeah? And I like Mike… But he hates me. I don't like Harry, Ron. I like Mike, still. G'bye, Ron, seeya later."

Ron watched Sierra walk off with attitude. "That girl is too much trouble. I really don't like her."

Ginny sighed. "Ron, you just don't get girls, you never will."

"Where'd you come from?"

She smiled, "Behind that pillar. I was listening the whole time. And I do like what she's done with Snape. She's right, it does make him sexier."

When she got onto the broom again she looked around. No one else was outside beside herself.

"Sell my pity for a dime," she muttered, kicking off into the air.

Sierra flew around for a while listening to her Walkman. She had never felt such a rush as she'd been feeling when she flew. It made her feel like… Oh I donno… a cloud left all alone in the sky? Don't ask.

She hummed the Harry Potter theme as she saw someone rise up down on the ground. Suddenly Mike was in front of her. "Shouldn't you be in Transfiguration with the rest of us?"

"Should I? Guess I didn' notice what time it was, Mike."

Harry sighed and looked down at his map. He saw two dots labeled Mike and Sierra riding around in the courtyard. Sierra must have skipped class to fly –he just hoped McGonagall didn't see them and end up taking points off of Gryffindor.

Suddenly the dots changed to dark, dark blue.

And amazingly enough, the names to Lily and James.

"I'm going to get you this time, Lily Evans!"

"G'luck, Jamesie boy!"

Lily flew in and out of the hoops while James followed her, trying to knock her off of the broom. "I won't let you tell Snape, I'll never let you tell Snape!"

She stuck her tongue out at him before flying dangerously close to a tower. She dodged it quickly and right after her, James did as well.

"You know what, James? I'm going to call you Jimmy from now on. Jimmy Potter! Sounds much like Jimminy Cricket!" Lily flew to the ground, picked up a rock, and threw it at James. "I'll get to Sevvy before you do, Jimmy!"

"Don't call me Jimmy!"

"I'll call you whatever I please, Potter!"

He finally managed to catch up to her and he grabbed her legs and pulled her off of her broom, onto his. "I've got you now…"

But no matter how hard he tried to keep her still, she whistled and her broom came. She kicked James and he let her go quickly in pain. Lily jumped onto her broom.

"SIERRA! MICHAEL! GET OFF OF THOSE BROOMS THIS INSTANT!"

Lily looked down at Professor McGonagall. "Shoot!"

"We'll settle this soon, Lily Evans."

Sierra shook his head and looked down at the ground. "W-How'd we get up here?"

Mike shrugged. "Beats me."

They landed on the ground with slight thuds.

"Excuse me, you two, but what are you doing up there?" McGonagall wondered.

The two shrugged before looking at each other.

"Well, Professor… We aren' exactly sure…" Sierra started.

"All we know was Sierra was out here messing around and so I came to find her before she got in trouble-…"

"And then I saw the dots turn different colors and came running down here. When I saw them messing around on the brooms I went and found you. And now here we are."

Professor McGonagall stared at all three of them as if they were lying. "Five points taken from Gryffindor. Each! Yet for your lack of knowledge of what you were doing, 10 points added to Gryffindor, each, but only Michael and Sierra, Harry. Now, back to class, all of you!"

The three ran straight back to class and before McGonagall arrived, Harry, Sierra, and Mike told Hermione and Ron what had happened. Yet Ron kept glancing at Sierra as if she were a over grown snake or something. As if she were Snape's child.

"Children sit down!" McGonagall entered the room. "Five points were awarded to your house. But only because of Sierra and Michael. Now sit back down!"

There. Disclaimer we already know. I don't own Harry Potter but I own everything else except for Abby and Mike because they own themselves. Anyway.Z., it's getting better, as far as I know. There's still more coming though –even though no one besides Abby and Sophie have read it and reviewed it. I know, it sucks. Sorry for destroying everything people. I know this story sucks! Just at least tell me in a NICE MANNER why? Kuso, I'm a moron.