A/N: Okay, bit pointless, but we're just putting things in perspective.  The plot will pick up, we promise!

Disclaimer:  All we own is Grace Silver and Ruth Kelley.  Anyone (besides Molly) who can tell us where we got the first names gets a cookie!

Chapter 4

Rain descended upon Hogwarts one cold Saturday in November, drenching the grounds and making it almost impossible to go outside.  The mud would seep up to your knees, which had caused mass chaos with the third year girls who thought it would be fun to dance out there.

But inside the First Year boy's dorm, it wasn't rainy or cold.  It was warm and cozy looking as we sat around a fire.

"This is so boring," James said, turning away from the orange light to stare hopefully out the window.  "I wish it would stop raining."

"Rain, rain," Sirius started in a playful voice.  "Go away.  Come again another day.  Little Jamesie wants to play... with Lily Evans," he finished.

James threw a pillow at his head and it whizzed by my ear.  "And Sirius wants to play with Molly Sicson," James retorted, picking a random name out of his head.

"Actually, she's going out with Arthur Weasley, so that might create some problems," Remus commented, not looking up from the book he was reading.  "And it's not safe to throw pillows near fires.  You almost hit Peter."

"Know it all worry wart," James muttered.

"She's old!" Sirius exclaimed, seeming to have just come out of shock.  "I'd much rather play with Ruth Kelly," Sirius said without a hint of shame.  "It's better than Remus and his mad passion for Severus Snape."

James made a gagging noise and Remus glared at Sirius over his book.  "Thank you, but he's a bit to greasy for my tastes," Remus said, then began to read again.  "Besides, Grace Silver is much more attractive," he added quietly.

James and Sirius laughed, just because it was the thing to do.  Sirius trailed off and looked at me, sitting quietly in front of the fire.  "What about you, Petey?"

"Hmm?" I said, trying to avoid the question.  It was really none of his business.

"Who do you want to be playing with?" Sirius said, making his voice create the meaning perfectly well.

"Oh, well..." I trailed off.

"Come on.  Tell us!" James said, throwing himself on the bed to get a better look at me.

"Okay... It's..." I stopped again.  I never actually realized how hard this would be.  "Narcissa," I said quickly.

"Narcissa who?" asked James.

"Ew!  You fancy my cousin!"

I blushed and focused back on the fire.

"That blond girl?" James asked.  "How is she related to you?  You look so different, what with the hair and all."

Sirius shrugged.  "Weird genes I guess.  Doesn't matter.  All that matters is that little Petey here fancies her."

"Shut up," I said weakly.  "At least she knows how to do a levitation charm, unlike Ruth Kelley," I commented, surprising myself.

James laughed.  "He got you there, Sirius.  And the amazing thing is, he's got a point."

Sirius rolled his eyes.  "Petey, don't be jealous just because I actually have a chance with her and Narcissa doesn't know your alive."

That hurt.  I shifted my gaze to look at my feet instead.  It hurt because I knew he was right.  I knew that no one as beautiful as she would ever see me.

I was wrong.  Maybe it would have been better if I hadn't been.

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