A/n: before I get started on part three I must clear up my little mistake. I had stated last part that Rahage was the Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher, but um, I already have a Dark Arts teacher as it says in part one (professor Elliot). So slip up on my part, oops :grins bashfully: Rahage is going to now be the Potionsmaster (I wanted to avoid that, but can you really see the Head of Slytherin House teaching something like Herbology or Muggle Studies? Sorry, I can't). So yes, Professor Rahage is the Potions teacher. Thanks - Lizi
Part III - And I Turned Away
Sirius struggled his way through Tuesday's classes. Presently he found himself in the back of the History of Magic classroom, straining to listen to the Professor jabber on about the dates and names of some age-old goblin upraising. History did tend to be on of his better classes, simply because of memorisation. Sirius was a bright lad with a keen memory that proved especially useful for recalling names and dates on history tests and examinations.
Today, however, his mind simply wasn't in it. His head was propped on his hand, leaning his elbow into the surface of his desk. His mind was already in classroom thirteen and Sirius was killing himself over it.
He watched James, sitting in the desk to the right of his, his quill scrolled unnoticing over the parchment as his eyes were focussed on the redhead who was intently not listening to the lecture; although, she did a good job with her facade.
Sirius's curiosity always did get the better of him. It was what had gotten him forbidden to leave the house for the whole summer between his second and third year - all because he wanted to know what his cousin was up to. It wasn't his fault he'd been so noisy as to sneak out of the house at one in the morning, no it wasn't it; it was curiosity's. That was his only reason for yielding to Lily's 'proposition' to meeting her tonight. The thing keeping him back: James. Sirius wasn't sure if he wanted to run around behind his best friend's back and meet up with the girl of his dreams or not. Easily he could tell James and that would solve the whole problem, but something was stopping him from it.
When the bell finally rang, telling the Gryffindors that class was over, they were all welcomed it happily, but Professor Binns shattered that happy welcoming rather quickly by ushering them all back into their seats. For three more minutes he floated lazily infront of them, finishing his lecture and assigning them a two roll essay due for next weeks class. Finally they were dismissed.
As Sirius, James and Remus crowded around Peter's desk, waiting for the mouse-haired boy to pick up his belongings, Lily caught Sirius's eye. Her emerald green eyes twinkled and her eyebrows raised in question as she made her way out of the classroom.
"Come on," Remus mumbled near to inaudibly at Peter. The smallest of the four only fumbled more; James shook his head impatiently.
"Wormtail, let's go," barked Sirius as he readjusted the bag on his shoulders, making his way out of the history classroom.
Not long after the four found themselves last to enter the dungeon classroom that served home to where they learned Potions. Last just before Professor Rahage who glared as he followed them into the room but could do nothing as they weren't late.
"Have a good time last night Black?" Rahage hissed under his breath at Sirius.
"Oh yes, it was truly a grande old time," Sirius spoke clearly, taking his seat next to James. He sat up straight and proper, feigning respect for the Professor, a grin plastered on his face. James was shaking his head, sniggering behind the back of his hand.
Rahage looked slightly hateful even though he knew the boy was putting on a show. His eyes scrutinized the class and the students for no longer than a couple seconds before he stepped around to the front of his desk. As he spoke to the Gryffindor and Ravenclaw students sitting in his classroom, Rahage paced back and forth between the middle aisle. He was giving them instructions on how to make a rather basic Strength Enhancing Potion (one that the hospital wing was running short on) and then gave them the class to prepare it.
"Mate, pay attention to what you're doing," James scolded Sirius, working at the cauldron next to his. Sirius had been absently cutting away at the dragon spleen in front of him. Sirius shook himself back to reality and looked up to see Rahage standing over Peter.
"Pettigrew what on Earth is this?" Rahage demanded as everyone looked up to him. Rahage had taken a ladle of Peter's potion and let the extremely thick mixture slop back into the cauldron. It wasn't a good sign.
"My, my potion sir," Peter's voice was weak and shaky. Sirius looked doubtfully to James.
Rahage's voice was an amusing laugh and his eyes glittered with torture. "If that's what you'd like to believe Pettigrew, but you will not be handing that mess into me. Pack up, I want a two and a half foot essay about the potion."
Peter's hands were shaking as he put away the ingredients and cleaned up the potion. For the rest of the class he sat with his head hanging low, twiddling with his fingers under his desk. Rahage leered over the students with victory for the remaining half hour.
"Peter," Lily approached him as the four boys were leaving the classroom at the day's end, "if you need help with that essay don't be afraid to ask." She'd always held a certain amount of pity for him.
Peter nodded and James nudged Sirius in the ribs before glowing with a smile. "Say Evans, there's that History essay due for next week. Care to give me a hand?"
Sirius shook his head at another meagre attempt of James's to date Lily Evans.
Lily cast her green eyes to James with disbelief. "I think not Potter." She walked away with Paris Oberman, another fifth year Gryffindor and Lily's best mate.
Both Remus and Sirius broke out into a laugh that they attempted to hide from James but it didn't work out so well.
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When nine o'clock rolled around, Sirius had decided for certain that he wasn't going to go to classroom thirteen. But then again, nothing is for certain. He sat in the Gryffindor Common Room for another good half hour making it look as though he was doing his homework. A not so good job at it, but he was doing it at least. At nine-thirty, or there abouts, an hour before Lily Evans had told him to be there, Sirius made his way up to the seventh year boys' dormitory.
Sirius dumped his books and his bag into his trunk and waited by the end of his bed for a few minutes. And then a few more minutes. He was really acting stupid about the whole situation. In a split second decision he grabbed his bag again, slung it onto his shoulders and made a beeline exit out of the commons. If anyone asked: he was going down to the library. Late at night. Really bad excuse. It was the best he had.
All the way down to the main corridor Sirius doubted his actions. He almost turned back twice, but never did; his curiosity was still controlling him. What was the other end of her 'proposition'?
He was careful to stay to the side, in the shadows as he walked. He wasn't out after curfew yet, but Filch would be suspicious as to where he was going and he didn't want to run into that bloody cat of his either. When he came to classroom eleven he realized that these were least of his problems. Peeves was floating almost right before classroom thirteen. Splendid.
For almost twenty-five minutes Sirius crouched behind a stone sculpture between the two rooms waiting for Peeves to go away. Peeves just floated there, in midair on his back as he sang aloud to himself. It was horribly off tune and was horribly aggravating Sirius. Would the damn ghost not carry on elsewhere? Checking his watch Sirius found out it was twenty after ten; this was madness.
But finally, the poltergeist started to drift away. Sirius was thankful that it was in the other direction as to where he was positioned. Carefully and quietly, as to not catch Peeves' attention, he crept along the hall and slipped into classroom thirteen, gently shutting the door behind him after entering.
"You're late Black."
Sirius spun around. Lily was across the classroom, leaning upon one of the desks; one hand was crossed over her stomach while the other was on her hip. The almost full moon cast a silver silhouette along her left side and played of her green eyes, illuminating them in the dark.
"By a minute and a half," he threw back at her, strolling forward and dropping his bag on a desk nearby. He shook his head casually.
"Still late."
He stopped several feet in front of her and pushed dark hair across his forehead. "You think I care all that much Evans? You're lucky I came at all."
Lily took a step forward from the desk and put her hand in a pocket. She pulled forth a small ball that glittered ever-so slightly from the moonlight that shone in threw the window. She twirled the ball in her fingers, all the while surveying him from overtop her eyelashes. "Don't play stupid Black, you wanted to come."
Sirius didn't watch her, instead he paid attention to the object in her hand; it had a familiar gold gleam to it. "Where did you get that?" Sirius demanded as she continued to twirl the ball he know recognized as the Snitch James had taken.
An amused laugh came forth from her. "It doesn't matter."
He regarded her with black slanted eyes. "It's not your's," he said as she threw it into the air and caught it, all the while smirking irresistibly.
"It's as much mine as it is Potter's."
Sirius took a deep angry breath and grit his teeth tightly. "Give it here Evans," he demanded, holding out his hand for her to place the Snitch in. She only laughed regally and shook her head, her red hair falling behind her shoulders.
Lily threw the walnut-sized golden ball a foot into the air and caught in her palm. She looked at Sirius with wide eyes and held it forward between her thumb and index finger. "If you really want it Black, come and get it." He lunged forward with his already outstretched hand, but she pulled the Quidditch ball away. "It's all part of the deal."
"What deal?"
"Do you want the Snitch or not?" She held it out again for him to take, but Sirius only looked at it for a minute or two, knowing she'd pull away.
Sighing heavily, Sirius waited to perhaps catch Lily off guard and take the Snitch back. He wasn't all that sure what she was playing at. Not yet at least.
"Oh come off it Sirius," she said, sounding somewhat bored and unentertained. "Do you not want it back?"
Angrily Sirius jumped forward, his fingers encircling the golden ball in her grip. Just as he did so Lily took a step or two forward herself and Sirius found that his attention was diverted away from the Snitch and onto this knew aspect - the fact that her lips were now over his.
"Congrats Black," she said, pulling away from kissing him and putting a hand to his neck, she still held her grip of the little ball. She pulled him in closer to her, grinning and kissing him again.
Sirius put one hand to her waist, forgetting for the time being that this was the love of his best friend's life; his other hand still held onto the Snitch. He hadn't asked for this, hadn't planned on this (when obviously she had) but he couldn't help himself indulging in her.
Releasing his hand from the Snitch, returning it to Evans possession, Sirius snaked his other hand around to the small of her back, forcing her body even closer to his. As his tongue parted her lips, flickering over her's, she returned the stolen Snitch to her pocket, stepping backward and forcing Sirius to walk with her.
Lily stopped when the back of her knees hit the desk she'd early been leaning on; she could walk no more. Sirius put his hands to her waist, lifting her so she sat on the desk. Instantly her legs wrapped around his, pulling him two steps closer.
As he continued to kiss her, to taste her, Sirius completely lost sight of James. If he had been thinking he would've known what he was doing was wrong and he wouldn't be stabbing his best mate in the back as he was doing so now, but Evans was making it hard to resist. He completely lost every sense of mind in that classroom with her; every sense.
Parting his lips, Lily took a deep breath and a charismatic grin swept across her sweet face. She removed one of her hands from behind his neck and placed the other on his cheek. For a moment she fished her hand into her pocket and then withdrew the tiny Snitch. Her green eyes broke contact with his black eyes as she looked to the ball resting in the palm of her hand.
"I told you this was all part of the deal Sirius," she whispered quietly, returning her attention back to his features.
Sirius cocked his eyebrows and looked at her quizzically. "What do you mean? What deal?"
"Come now Black, curiosity would only get you here one night; after you knew what was going on how would you come back the next?" Like an answer Lily tossed the ball in the air and caught it between two fingers, holding it up to his eye level. Sirius made another dodge at it, pulling his arms from around her waist, but he missed as she tucked into her pocket, tutting at him.
"Evans," he growled angrily.
"Tomorrow Black," she said with a quirky little smirk. "You'll get James's precious Snitch tomorrow. Same time, same place." Having said the final lines of her little proposition she flashed her eyes at him, grinned and winked before slipping from the empty classroom and no doubt returning to the Gryffindor common room.
Sirius seethed angrily, shaking his head at the way he was being played. Damn that Lily Evans, he thought to himself. On one hand he felt deep guilt because of James, on the other he felt sheer anger at her "deal" and if Sirius had a third hand he would feel utter, and forbidden, lust. He picked his bag up on the way out and quickly dodged to the Tower, avoiding any noise and any sight of teachers of Filch.
A/n: This was originally going to be a rather short story - only four chapters because there were four lines of the song I wanted to use, but now I'm thinking of expanding it because there's another four lines of the song I could use. All my other plot bunnies are acting stupid anyway, so I shall see ... although I do have a little PotC plot bunny going on ... :grins:
Have you all seen Pirates of the Caribbean? If you haven't - go, if you have - wasn't it amazing? Seen it twice so far, going a third time this weekend :grins: Mate, Captain Jack Sparrow is so good looking. Not one to swoon over movie characters (save Malfoy) but watching Jack Sparrow is better than eating mint chocolate chip ice cream and reading OotP with my cat. Great movie. Go see it ... savvy? :giggles insanely:
Anyway .... thank yous!
I Give It All to Mr. Black - thank you :grins:
lelegurl9 - know what Lily wants now? :chuckles: how can anyone not want that?
funki-mage - I just reread PoA and how I understand it they were finally able to become Animagi in their fifth year. But I could be wrong also. Anyway, thanks again! :grins:
ariahni - do I need to say anything? Well, thanks a bundle. Great layout by the way. And yes I know you like Moony more, but I don't so :sticks tongue out: there you go. :grins innocently: Pirates of the Caribbean! Need I say more? Everyone should see this movie. Want to go again? :chuckles: If you don't Chelsea has to see it for a first time.
InuSamie - thanks a bunch!
Linxis Rose - thank you too ... why are plot bunnies always evil and seem to fail me? :chuckles: If you can answer that you've answered all of life's problems.
Selence-chan - thank you :grins: you're such a big support: thank you SO MUCH!