A/N- This chapter is REALLY short. It's just something I needed to write to connect the previous one to the upcoming one. I'm sorry, but I had to write this pathetic little thing. To all the people who were waiting for a proper chappie, I am soooo sorry. I PROMISE I will update in the next two days, with a long IMPORTANT chapter. Have faith in me peeps! Please!
A really dumb chapter.
"I can't believe this is happening!" snapped Sirius, punching his pillow. Peter, Remus and James were sitting on his bed preparing for one of his trademark irrational outbursts.
"Why did she say yes? What the hell made her do it?"
"She didn't realize it'd piss you off so much. How could she know?" said James tentatively.
"How can she not know? She's not stupid, I'm sure she can tell!"
"Padfoot, why don't you just tell her?" asked Peter, through a mouthful of chocolate frogs.
"Because she is probably the most gorgeous, incredible, beautiful, amazing, perfect girl on the planet, and I am not about to lose her as a mate just 'cos I fancy her! I wont do it!"
A stunned silence greeted this heartfelt speech, as each of the boys slowly took in what their best friend had just said.
"I think it's abundantly clear you do more than fancy her Padfoot." Said Remus finally, in a low voice.
"And if I do?" said Sirius, through clenched teeth. "She doesn't feel the same, so it doesn't make any difference."
"How do you know Padfoot?" asked James earnestly. " I don't want to state the obvious…-"
"State it." Snapped Sirius.
"But you'll never know if you don't tell her."
"It wouldn't work." Said Sirius quietly. "It wouldn't. I cant risk losing her. There's nothing to tell me she feels the same way."
"Actually…" began Remus, but was interrupted by Anya bursting in the room.
"Oh my god!" she squealed. "You are not gonna believe this!"
"What?" asked James.
"Annabelle Morris wants to go to the dance with you!"
James looked slightly stunned. "Annabelle? That blonde seventh year? The one who used to go out with Lucas Alifer?"
Anya nodded excitedly. " And her mate wants to go with Sirius!"
"Cool!" said James. "We get to go to the dance Padfoot!"
" I'm going to the library k? I'll tell them on the way!" Anya ran from the dorm excitedly.
"I don't think this is a good idea." Said Remus.
"Why?" asked Sirius.
"'Cos all you'll do is spend the evening staring at Anya and giving Andrew filthy looks." He said simply.
Sirius looked furious. "Excuse me Moony, but I'm going, whether you think it's a good idea or not!"
Remus said nothing. He knew better than to reason with Sirius when he was in this kind of mood.
A week later, James and Sirius had gone with Anya to Diagon Alley to by dress robes, and came back excitedly to get ready. (Anya had insisted on leaving everything to the last minute, an annoying habit of hers.) Sirius and James made their way to the common room with Andrew to wait for their dates. James tried to put as much space between Sirius and Andrew as possible, he was perfectly aware of Padfoot's temper.
A quiet hush descended the common room, from the envious- looking youngsters, to the dignified- looking seventh years. Professor Dumbledore had entered the common room.
"Gryffindors." He announced, in a serious voice. "I am terribly sorry to inform you the Christmas Ball has been cancelled."
A babble broke out amongst the students, indignant, furious and bewildered.
"I regret to inform you the Great Hall has been placed under an involuntary charm, which happens every 60 years. We were unaware of the dates, and all the professors apologize most sincerely."
"Who put the charm on it?" asked Andrew loudly.
"The founders of the school." Replied Dumbledore.
"Why?"
"That, my young friend, is shrouded in mystery."
Dumbledore left, leaving Sirius and James dumbfounded. Anya came down from the girls dorm, with Lily and Katarina behind her. She looked stunning, in cream silk dress robes. The dress underneath, was a simple strapless one, in the form of a floor- length evening gown, with the outer robe sheer, and skimming her perfect figure. Her hair had been twisted into an elegant chignon, with curls framing her face. Sirius let out an audible gasp, and James gave him a warning look. But Sirius couldn't help it. He stole a glance at Andrew, and his anger rose. He was staring at her. At his Anya. And he was looking at her like…like he wanted her. Bastard.
Anya was positively devastated at the news. –"They better reschedule it!" – but soon Katarina came up with an idea to lift everyone's spirits. After sending Sirius and James to the kitchens to steal some Butterbeer, and waiting for the rest of the common room to retire to bed, she told James, Sirius, Anya, Peter, Lily, and Remus her idea.
"Let's play Spin The Bottle!"
The others exchanged doubtful looks, but agreed. After Anya, James and Sirius returned from their dorms from getting dressed into regular clothes, the group settled into a circle, helping themselves to the copious amounts of Butterbeer that had been stolen. Lily became tipsy quickly, in an effort to calm her nerves at the possibility of kissing a marauder, and the game began…
