So these two Animagus and one werewolf walk into a bar...
But I'm getting ahead of myself, again. I'm not very good at telling stories...scratch that, I'm not very good at telling anything. I always seem to trip over my own voice and stumble and the idea I had that originally seemed so brilliant seems to just sort of fall apart in words and then I get all discouraged and don't want to say anything at all and end up sounding like a complete and utter moron.
Not like Arabella. Arabella was always self-confident, flirting, had witty things to say, and could somehow make a stand for Greenpeace while finding a hot guy in the process. It was kind of depressing, really, the way she alway fell for Sirius and they just got together snap just like that. And here I am, stuck watching her, alone, unwanted.
Okay, scratch that, too. Not always unwanted. But it was James Potter.
I have no idea how I ended up getting the most popular, spectular Quidditch player, the hottest guy in the school--scratch that, the hottest guy in the world. And he's mine. All mine. That's enough to make a redhead smile. Even if I did have a bad experience trying to go blonde.
See, there was this first year that was an Metamorphagus...
But there I go again. Starting off into the middle of nothing. Tonks only has to do with the reason I made my hair blonde, and has nothing to do with James and me getting together. Besides, James took one look at me and his face turned purple with trying not to laugh, so it lasted about all of three minutes before I was back in my dorm, crying at a well-meaning, accident-prone Metamorphagus who convinced me to go blond and was back to red hair in three minutes.
Of course, it turned out for the best because James told me later (when I was sitting in his arms on the couch) that he loved my red hair and he kissed it and all was good--order was restored. And I never tried to dye my hair again.
But there I do it again--jumping right into the middle of the story. I guess I really shouldn't tell the story, but there's really no one else to tell it, because only I knew all the facts, and only I saw everything that happened and fully understood the horrible thing that happened back then.
It was back when Voldemort was in power, and it seemed like Hogwarts was safe. But you know how even when you totally lock the car, a bug always manages to creep in? The same kind of thing happened. And I guess it was for the good, because it brought James and me together, but in a strange way it was the worst thing that could have happened to us.
It was a girl, a Gryffindor called Carrie Haver....