CHAPTER 10: HAVING YOUR PRIDE STOMPED ON
A/N: Still not mine. Check back tomorrow. PLEASE READ AND REVIEW! EVEN BAD REVIEWS ARE APPRECIATED JUST TO LET ME KNOW THAT PEOPLE ACTUALLY READ THIS!
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Thursday passed through it's time and as soon as it came around, it went around, and with it, everything and everyone went back to normal. Caitie was back to her flirty, smiling self, Cailie was back to shooting daggers at Peter, James couldn't get Lily out of his head, Jessi just rolled with everything, Remus was lost in his own mind, and Sirius was attempting to figure out the best way to ask out his best friend-turned-sex- interest on a date to Hogsmeade.
He wasn't really too sure of how this was all going to turn out. After all, Ashley was, for all her stupid remarks and mellow-dramatics, quite the much smarter then the average bubble-headed pretty face he asked out on a regular basis, and it required a bit more thinking. He figured he couldn't sue just another stupid pick-up line, as Ashley had flipped out on the last average git that had done that to her, and created quite the scene.
'But then again,' Sirius thought, 'I'm not just another average git, and making a scene was exactly what Ashley did best.' This wasn't an average fly-by-the-seat-of-his-pants operation; it took practice, precision and skill. So exactly why he waltzed on over to the Ravenclaw table at dinner time that evening, quite unplanned, was really unknown to him, and what came out of his mouth just made matters worse,
"You're fucking hot!"
'Damn!" He thought to himself, biting down hard on his tongue to make sure it didn't come loose again. He had had a whole speech prepared, and it definitely didn't involve the words 'fucking' and 'hot.' It also wasn't supposed to take place in front of the whole school, where Ashley was at her dramatic peak. He had now fully succeeded in making himself look like the biggest prat in school, and was sure it could only get worse. He was supposed to be daft, sexy, and seductive, so why was he all of the sudden acting like Snivellus and his greasy friends? He sadly looked down at his feet, still not trusting himself to speak.
"MY GOD, SIRIUS, I THOUGHT YOU WERE BETTER THEN THAT. FIRSTLY, YOU'RE ONLY MY FRIEND, AND ONLY MY FRIEND, YOU HEAR ME?" Everyone turned their heads to listen to the latest bit of drama coming from juiciest people to gossip about in school.
"SECONDLY, I HOPE YOU KNOW THAT KISS WAS ONLY A DARE, A DARE, SIRIUS, YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE GOTTEN ANY IDEAS, LIKE I SAID, WE'RE FRIENDS!" Her hands waved wildly all over the place, pointing at him and her eyes rolling and her head bouncing so dangerously it looked as if her glasses would fly off at any moment. Sirius looked up at her, rather helplessly and Ashley started to feel a little bit bad, but not enough to just abandon her audience.
"And you have ABSOLUTELY NO RIGHT to disrespect me in that way. I don't care if you were named sexiest man alive, YOU DON'T TALK TO A GIRLIE LIKE THAT!" And she stomped off, not before giving him a little wink, but Sirius was to upset to take it as a good sign. He knew she had only said the last part because if the drama-queen she was, but it still stung. She didn't have to embarrass him like that. A man's pride, especially one as big as the Marauder's, whose ego was constantly being built up, did not take it lightly as it was ripped from him, stomped on, beaten to a pulp, and then cast aside just as quickly. No, Sirius did not take this very well at all. He turned around, rather meekly, but then smiled, not about to let anyone think that the great Sirius Black was really going to let a girl get to him. He stated loudly, "Ah, the drama, the angst, the pain, so naive, so young, anyone who does happen to be interested in the best night of there, by the way, can meet me in my dorm tonight, no prior knowledge or friendship with the one and only Sirius Black is needed!" With that he made his way back to the Gryffindor table, head inflated just as much as it had been before this whole little incident, knowing all the girls were now staring at him with awe and the guys with respect once again.
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"Hey, Padfoot, Ash is staring at you again, she's doing the little puppy dog face. You going to respond?" James asked, inclining his head in the direction of The Girlies. "No," he replied bitterly, still smarting from the wounds ripped open the previous night. They were sitting in the far corner of the courtyard, doing the immense amount of homework given to them the previous week. "You're loss, looks like Snivelly's taken over for you." James replied, looking very disgusted by the whole scene. At these words, Sirius looked up, suddenly silent, and looking very protective in a very dog-like manner, but still didn't make any sort of attempt to move or defend Ashley. "Get away from me, you creep!" Ashley squealed as Severus Snape began to advance on her without warning. Caitie and Jessi had left for Quidditch practice, and Cailie was probably fraternizing with the enemy (as of current, Sirius, who had been a complete jerk last night, not that she hadn't been, but she was allowed to be a jerk. She was a Girlie, for God's sake.) Snape looked around, and upon setting his sight's on the Marauder's, who were looking as if they were about to come over there and strange him to death, he backed off and retreated, but he wasn't gone for long, oh no, not long at all, he'd be back, sooner then she thought. He laughed to himself and disappeared into the shadows of the school. Cailie slinked her arms around Sirius and gave him a hug, and then sat herself down in his lap. Sirius was definitely surprised, but in a very pleasant way. They talked for a while, what about, Sirius couldn't really remember. The only thing that mattered was the end of the conversation, which went something like, "You want to go somewhere with me in Hogsmeade tomorrow?" "Why of course" Cailie replied in that amazingly hot French accent, and they walked inside holding hands, Sirius's pride fully restored.
A/N: Still not mine. Check back tomorrow. PLEASE READ AND REVIEW! EVEN BAD REVIEWS ARE APPRECIATED JUST TO LET ME KNOW THAT PEOPLE ACTUALLY READ THIS!
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Thursday passed through it's time and as soon as it came around, it went around, and with it, everything and everyone went back to normal. Caitie was back to her flirty, smiling self, Cailie was back to shooting daggers at Peter, James couldn't get Lily out of his head, Jessi just rolled with everything, Remus was lost in his own mind, and Sirius was attempting to figure out the best way to ask out his best friend-turned-sex- interest on a date to Hogsmeade.
He wasn't really too sure of how this was all going to turn out. After all, Ashley was, for all her stupid remarks and mellow-dramatics, quite the much smarter then the average bubble-headed pretty face he asked out on a regular basis, and it required a bit more thinking. He figured he couldn't sue just another stupid pick-up line, as Ashley had flipped out on the last average git that had done that to her, and created quite the scene.
'But then again,' Sirius thought, 'I'm not just another average git, and making a scene was exactly what Ashley did best.' This wasn't an average fly-by-the-seat-of-his-pants operation; it took practice, precision and skill. So exactly why he waltzed on over to the Ravenclaw table at dinner time that evening, quite unplanned, was really unknown to him, and what came out of his mouth just made matters worse,
"You're fucking hot!"
'Damn!" He thought to himself, biting down hard on his tongue to make sure it didn't come loose again. He had had a whole speech prepared, and it definitely didn't involve the words 'fucking' and 'hot.' It also wasn't supposed to take place in front of the whole school, where Ashley was at her dramatic peak. He had now fully succeeded in making himself look like the biggest prat in school, and was sure it could only get worse. He was supposed to be daft, sexy, and seductive, so why was he all of the sudden acting like Snivellus and his greasy friends? He sadly looked down at his feet, still not trusting himself to speak.
"MY GOD, SIRIUS, I THOUGHT YOU WERE BETTER THEN THAT. FIRSTLY, YOU'RE ONLY MY FRIEND, AND ONLY MY FRIEND, YOU HEAR ME?" Everyone turned their heads to listen to the latest bit of drama coming from juiciest people to gossip about in school.
"SECONDLY, I HOPE YOU KNOW THAT KISS WAS ONLY A DARE, A DARE, SIRIUS, YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE GOTTEN ANY IDEAS, LIKE I SAID, WE'RE FRIENDS!" Her hands waved wildly all over the place, pointing at him and her eyes rolling and her head bouncing so dangerously it looked as if her glasses would fly off at any moment. Sirius looked up at her, rather helplessly and Ashley started to feel a little bit bad, but not enough to just abandon her audience.
"And you have ABSOLUTELY NO RIGHT to disrespect me in that way. I don't care if you were named sexiest man alive, YOU DON'T TALK TO A GIRLIE LIKE THAT!" And she stomped off, not before giving him a little wink, but Sirius was to upset to take it as a good sign. He knew she had only said the last part because if the drama-queen she was, but it still stung. She didn't have to embarrass him like that. A man's pride, especially one as big as the Marauder's, whose ego was constantly being built up, did not take it lightly as it was ripped from him, stomped on, beaten to a pulp, and then cast aside just as quickly. No, Sirius did not take this very well at all. He turned around, rather meekly, but then smiled, not about to let anyone think that the great Sirius Black was really going to let a girl get to him. He stated loudly, "Ah, the drama, the angst, the pain, so naive, so young, anyone who does happen to be interested in the best night of there, by the way, can meet me in my dorm tonight, no prior knowledge or friendship with the one and only Sirius Black is needed!" With that he made his way back to the Gryffindor table, head inflated just as much as it had been before this whole little incident, knowing all the girls were now staring at him with awe and the guys with respect once again.
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"Hey, Padfoot, Ash is staring at you again, she's doing the little puppy dog face. You going to respond?" James asked, inclining his head in the direction of The Girlies. "No," he replied bitterly, still smarting from the wounds ripped open the previous night. They were sitting in the far corner of the courtyard, doing the immense amount of homework given to them the previous week. "You're loss, looks like Snivelly's taken over for you." James replied, looking very disgusted by the whole scene. At these words, Sirius looked up, suddenly silent, and looking very protective in a very dog-like manner, but still didn't make any sort of attempt to move or defend Ashley. "Get away from me, you creep!" Ashley squealed as Severus Snape began to advance on her without warning. Caitie and Jessi had left for Quidditch practice, and Cailie was probably fraternizing with the enemy (as of current, Sirius, who had been a complete jerk last night, not that she hadn't been, but she was allowed to be a jerk. She was a Girlie, for God's sake.) Snape looked around, and upon setting his sight's on the Marauder's, who were looking as if they were about to come over there and strange him to death, he backed off and retreated, but he wasn't gone for long, oh no, not long at all, he'd be back, sooner then she thought. He laughed to himself and disappeared into the shadows of the school. Cailie slinked her arms around Sirius and gave him a hug, and then sat herself down in his lap. Sirius was definitely surprised, but in a very pleasant way. They talked for a while, what about, Sirius couldn't really remember. The only thing that mattered was the end of the conversation, which went something like, "You want to go somewhere with me in Hogsmeade tomorrow?" "Why of course" Cailie replied in that amazingly hot French accent, and they walked inside holding hands, Sirius's pride fully restored.