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do own, is Guenevere Tapest and therefore, you may not have her!
A/N: I'll say it again to put your minds at rest, I DO NOT HAVE FEELINGS FOR SIRIUS BLACK. If you are one of those people who is head-over-heels in love with him then please do not be offended that I am not making you my little puppet in this story.
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As soon as Lily found out what Diana and Guenevere had been talking about, she came striding up to Guenevere to beg her to go out with Sirius.
"Guen, you haven't had a date since, like, forever! I mean seriously, you could use something to take your mind off of school!" Lily reasoned with her.
"You only want me to go out with him because he is your boyfriends best friend! I don't want to go out with someone who has dated three fourths of the female population at this school. Other people may have been charmed by his arrogant behavior but I am disgusted!" Guenevere huffed, "You of all people should understand considering you felt the same way about James until just last month! And God knows that I wasn't one of the people pushing you to go out with him."
Lily stared in bemusement, "I thought you liked James."
"James is fine compared to Sirius Black!" she got up to leave to breakfast.
"Fine, don't go out with Sirius. But you really need to get out of this slump you're in. With dating, I mean," she followed her friend in standing up.
"I'm not in a slump. A slump is short. It's been a long time and I will agree with you that I do need to find someone to spend my time with."
With that, the two girls exited the common room through the portrait hole and descended the staircase to breakfast.
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"Mmmm . . .Daddy sent me chocolate from Argentina," Guenevere exclaimed after opening the parcel that her owl had dropped in her breakfast bowl. Guenevere had a slight weakness for candy and she loved when her father would send it to her from wherever he was these days. He worked for the Ministry of Magic to help other countries with the war that was spreading in the wizarding world. As a muggle, her mother stayed at home alone all the time griping about how her father has never been there to support the family. Guenevere's father had left the family when she was nine and had only started sending her letters and packages when she started Hogwarts. She had never actually forgiven her father but she loved to hear about him from his letters and get gifts from him.
"Hey Guen," said an all too familiar voice.
"Hello Sirius," chorused about five girls at the table.
"Hullo Black," said Guenevere with an annoyed tone.
"Oh, come on, I've known you for seven years. The least you can do is call me by my first name," he said with a grin.
She turned around in her seat to face him with a fake smile, "Fine. Hullo *Sirius*," she said sarcastically, sounding quite a bit like the girls that had previously greeted him. She turned back around in her seat and shook her head with her eyes closed in frustration.
"That's better! Hey, would you like to have the pleasure of going to Hogsmead with me next weekend?" He asked her shaking his hair out of his eyes.
"No, I don't think that it would be quite as pleasurable as you make it sound," she said getting up from the table, grabbing her book bag and her candy, and heading off to Divination.
"She'll come around," said Sirius coolly as James walked up to him grinning, "After all, Lily gave into you and I'm far more irresistible."
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Divination was Guenevere's favorite class. Sure, she knew that it wasn't accurate but she liked the idea of it and she thought that it was quite fun to try and see things and figure out what they meant. That day it was quite uneventful as they were simply learning the history of tarot cards.
After Divination was Transfiguration, which was Guenevere's worst class. Honestly, she didn't understand the subject the slightest bit. She could not grasp that one thing could be completely turned into another, which caused her wand-work in the class to be quite sloppy. Not only this, but she knew that she would have to put up with Sirius Black again. She was just thankful he hadn't taken Divination.
As she sat down in her usual seat in Professor Mcgonagall's class, Sirius Black, Peter Pettigrew, Remus Lupin, and James Potter took the seat directly in back of her. Quietly, she groaned to herself and then came up with a brilliant plan that would not only take the arrogant step out of Sirius Black's walk but also benefit her. Quickly she called to a Ravenclaw boy to sit next to her before he took a seat on the other side of the room. He gave her a confused sort of smile and then took the seat to her left.
The class began and they got to work turning clocks into pocket watches. "Oh, I'm so terrible at this subject!" she said in as cute a voice she could muster without laughing.
"Here, let me help you," the Ravenclaw boy, Davey Gudgeon, said to her as he performed the spell on her round clock with birds in it, "There, now all you have to do is turn it back!"
"Thank you so much!" Guenevere replied with a charming smile, "You know that Hufflepuff vs. Gryffindor quidditch match on Thursday? Unless you have something planned, or you are going with someone already, would you like to go with me?" She could almost see the frustration exuding from Sirius Black.
"Yeah, that would be great," he answered her with a shy smile.
"Neat, it's a date," she said, purposely putting quite a bit of stress on the word 'date'.
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Guenevere sat with Davey Gudgeon in the stands of the Quidditch pitch. Gryffindor was up fifty points to twenty but it was only the beginning of the game. As she sat there occasionally talking to Davey, Guenevere realized that the only flaw in her plan was that Sirius Black was a Beater for the house team and was bound to show off.
As the game progressed, the date seemed to be stuck in place. Besides the occasional comment on the game, the two talked very little. Davey was good- looking, smart, and quite sweet, but there was something that was not there at the Quidditch match with them. Something just wasn't clicking in their conversations.
Near the middle of the match, Sirius Black came flying over to the stand where Guenevere was on her 'date'. She knew that she should have been expecting it but it still surprised her a great deal. He stopped about five feet away from them, still in the air on his broomstick, and called to her, "So, how's the date going Guen?"
Flustered, she looked around him at the game going on behind him. Everyone in the stands near her was staring at her and she was blushing profoundly.
"Oy! Sirius, we need you!" yelled James Potter as he whizzed away on him broom. Sirius followed him with a quick backward glance at Guenevere as he lifted his eyebrows at her.
"Erm . . .is there something going on between you and Black?" asked Davey Gudgen with a bewildered expression.
"No," she responded angrily, "No, there is not and there never will be." And with that she picked up her bag and cloak and ran down the stand all the way up to the Gryffindor girls' dormitory.
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A/N: I would appreciate reviews. Please no flames. Constructive criticism is welcome though. For those of you who think that that name Davey Gudgeon sounds familiar but you don't know from where, he is the boy who nearly got his eye poked out by the Whomping Willow. I would like to thank my two reviewers from the previous chapter, Sara and Geneva. Thank you!
REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!
A/N: I'll say it again to put your minds at rest, I DO NOT HAVE FEELINGS FOR SIRIUS BLACK. If you are one of those people who is head-over-heels in love with him then please do not be offended that I am not making you my little puppet in this story.
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As soon as Lily found out what Diana and Guenevere had been talking about, she came striding up to Guenevere to beg her to go out with Sirius.
"Guen, you haven't had a date since, like, forever! I mean seriously, you could use something to take your mind off of school!" Lily reasoned with her.
"You only want me to go out with him because he is your boyfriends best friend! I don't want to go out with someone who has dated three fourths of the female population at this school. Other people may have been charmed by his arrogant behavior but I am disgusted!" Guenevere huffed, "You of all people should understand considering you felt the same way about James until just last month! And God knows that I wasn't one of the people pushing you to go out with him."
Lily stared in bemusement, "I thought you liked James."
"James is fine compared to Sirius Black!" she got up to leave to breakfast.
"Fine, don't go out with Sirius. But you really need to get out of this slump you're in. With dating, I mean," she followed her friend in standing up.
"I'm not in a slump. A slump is short. It's been a long time and I will agree with you that I do need to find someone to spend my time with."
With that, the two girls exited the common room through the portrait hole and descended the staircase to breakfast.
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"Mmmm . . .Daddy sent me chocolate from Argentina," Guenevere exclaimed after opening the parcel that her owl had dropped in her breakfast bowl. Guenevere had a slight weakness for candy and she loved when her father would send it to her from wherever he was these days. He worked for the Ministry of Magic to help other countries with the war that was spreading in the wizarding world. As a muggle, her mother stayed at home alone all the time griping about how her father has never been there to support the family. Guenevere's father had left the family when she was nine and had only started sending her letters and packages when she started Hogwarts. She had never actually forgiven her father but she loved to hear about him from his letters and get gifts from him.
"Hey Guen," said an all too familiar voice.
"Hello Sirius," chorused about five girls at the table.
"Hullo Black," said Guenevere with an annoyed tone.
"Oh, come on, I've known you for seven years. The least you can do is call me by my first name," he said with a grin.
She turned around in her seat to face him with a fake smile, "Fine. Hullo *Sirius*," she said sarcastically, sounding quite a bit like the girls that had previously greeted him. She turned back around in her seat and shook her head with her eyes closed in frustration.
"That's better! Hey, would you like to have the pleasure of going to Hogsmead with me next weekend?" He asked her shaking his hair out of his eyes.
"No, I don't think that it would be quite as pleasurable as you make it sound," she said getting up from the table, grabbing her book bag and her candy, and heading off to Divination.
"She'll come around," said Sirius coolly as James walked up to him grinning, "After all, Lily gave into you and I'm far more irresistible."
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Divination was Guenevere's favorite class. Sure, she knew that it wasn't accurate but she liked the idea of it and she thought that it was quite fun to try and see things and figure out what they meant. That day it was quite uneventful as they were simply learning the history of tarot cards.
After Divination was Transfiguration, which was Guenevere's worst class. Honestly, she didn't understand the subject the slightest bit. She could not grasp that one thing could be completely turned into another, which caused her wand-work in the class to be quite sloppy. Not only this, but she knew that she would have to put up with Sirius Black again. She was just thankful he hadn't taken Divination.
As she sat down in her usual seat in Professor Mcgonagall's class, Sirius Black, Peter Pettigrew, Remus Lupin, and James Potter took the seat directly in back of her. Quietly, she groaned to herself and then came up with a brilliant plan that would not only take the arrogant step out of Sirius Black's walk but also benefit her. Quickly she called to a Ravenclaw boy to sit next to her before he took a seat on the other side of the room. He gave her a confused sort of smile and then took the seat to her left.
The class began and they got to work turning clocks into pocket watches. "Oh, I'm so terrible at this subject!" she said in as cute a voice she could muster without laughing.
"Here, let me help you," the Ravenclaw boy, Davey Gudgeon, said to her as he performed the spell on her round clock with birds in it, "There, now all you have to do is turn it back!"
"Thank you so much!" Guenevere replied with a charming smile, "You know that Hufflepuff vs. Gryffindor quidditch match on Thursday? Unless you have something planned, or you are going with someone already, would you like to go with me?" She could almost see the frustration exuding from Sirius Black.
"Yeah, that would be great," he answered her with a shy smile.
"Neat, it's a date," she said, purposely putting quite a bit of stress on the word 'date'.
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Guenevere sat with Davey Gudgeon in the stands of the Quidditch pitch. Gryffindor was up fifty points to twenty but it was only the beginning of the game. As she sat there occasionally talking to Davey, Guenevere realized that the only flaw in her plan was that Sirius Black was a Beater for the house team and was bound to show off.
As the game progressed, the date seemed to be stuck in place. Besides the occasional comment on the game, the two talked very little. Davey was good- looking, smart, and quite sweet, but there was something that was not there at the Quidditch match with them. Something just wasn't clicking in their conversations.
Near the middle of the match, Sirius Black came flying over to the stand where Guenevere was on her 'date'. She knew that she should have been expecting it but it still surprised her a great deal. He stopped about five feet away from them, still in the air on his broomstick, and called to her, "So, how's the date going Guen?"
Flustered, she looked around him at the game going on behind him. Everyone in the stands near her was staring at her and she was blushing profoundly.
"Oy! Sirius, we need you!" yelled James Potter as he whizzed away on him broom. Sirius followed him with a quick backward glance at Guenevere as he lifted his eyebrows at her.
"Erm . . .is there something going on between you and Black?" asked Davey Gudgen with a bewildered expression.
"No," she responded angrily, "No, there is not and there never will be." And with that she picked up her bag and cloak and ran down the stand all the way up to the Gryffindor girls' dormitory.
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A/N: I would appreciate reviews. Please no flames. Constructive criticism is welcome though. For those of you who think that that name Davey Gudgeon sounds familiar but you don't know from where, he is the boy who nearly got his eye poked out by the Whomping Willow. I would like to thank my two reviewers from the previous chapter, Sara and Geneva. Thank you!
REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!