Yay!! First Harry Potter fan fic. I've never read a Harry Potter fan fic before (but I'll get to one soon) so I don't know the standard for writing fan fics...I'm just pissed that they killed off Sirius and this is kinda my mini-tribute to him. Reviews would be nice, but my stories never seem to get reviewed for some reason...anyway, anyone wanna beta read this?
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Chapter One
Steorra MIng plopped herself down on the toilet, glad to finally relieve herself after having too much iced pumpkin juice at breakfast. The bathroom door creaked open and Steorra saw two pairs of high-heel wearing feet come in. An annoying, slightly nasal voice laughed at something her friend said. It was a laugh Steorra knew all too well. It was that of Marie Hallicomb, the most sought-after slut in the sixth year with her fake blonde hair and probably even faker boobs. Steorra was just about to get up and flush when she heard her name mentioned. Idiots, probably don't even realize that I'm here, she thought and remained to see what Marie had to say.
"So anyway, did you see him? He was so totally hot and he was so totally checking me out!" Marie squeaked excitedly. Her voice seemed to be even more annoyingly nasal and high-pitched when she was all excited.
"Doesn't he have a girlfriend? That one Chinese girl?" Marie's friend asked timidly.
"Steorra? I doubt she has a chance! I don't even know why Sirius hangs out with her," Marie said, a bit resentful, "She's such a dork! And those glasses! Ugh!"
Steorra decided that she'd had enough at the moment and flushed. She stepped out from behind that stall and smiled sweetly at Marie and her friend, whom she recognized as Caitlin Banner, a fifth year.
"Hi Marie, hi Caitlin," she said, still smiling as she washed her hands, "Hope you're having fun planning your non-existent futures with Sirius. Have you set a wedding date yet?" Her voice dripped with sarcasm.
Marie's face reddened buy she didn't say anything. Smart move, Steorra thought, probably doesn't want to ruin her chances with Sirius. Steorra dried her hands and strode purposefully out of the bathroom. The halls were empty. She had lingered too long to listen to the conversation. She set off at a run for Defense Against the Dark Arts from the forth floor bathroom and rushed in, hoping no one would notice.
"Miss MIng?" Professor Rutherford looked up from whatever he was doing as the rest of the class was assigned to read. "You're late again, Steorra. Detention, I think."
A familiar snicker reached her ears as she looked over and gave Sirius a dark look.
"Would you like join her, Mr. Black?" Professor Rutherford looked at Sirius severely over the rim of his glasses. He was an old man with a few wisps of white hair left. He constantly has a scowl on his face and never seemed satisfied with anything or anyone.
"No, of course not, Professor," Sirius said with a serious look on his face, one that could fool any teacher into thinking that he was actually an assiduous student.
Professor Rutherford turned his eyes back to Steorra, "Are you going to stand there all class, Ming, or a re you going to take a seat?"
"Oh," Steorra quickly slid into the chair in the last row behind Sirius.
"You will read chapter three on counter-jinxes," Rutherford said and went back to whatever he was doing.
Steorra took out her book. A piece of tattered parchment was stuck between the pages. She was about to put it back when an untidy scrawl not unlike Sirius' appeared:
"What? Did you fall into the toilet in the bathroom or something? I was about to send out a search party for you."
Steorra quickly scribbled back: "I was held back, okay? Get over it."
"What did you get held back by?" Sirius wrote back.
Steorra gave an exasperated sigh, which she realized too late was actually audible and quickly pretended to read as Professor Rutherford looked up. "Girl Problems," she quickly wrote back and threw the parchment back into her bag.
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It was Friday and the afternoons of the sixth years were free that day. It was December and the grounds were frozen over. many had hoped for snowfall since October, some had even tried some "proven" family enchantments, but no snow came. However, a glittering white frost did cover everything, giving the outside an ethereal feel. If it weren't so cold, Steorra would have liked to run around outside.
At this moment, however, Steorra was busy gossiping with Lily Evans on who was going with whom to the Yule Ball.
"I'm going with James," Lily whispered as if it was a big secret.
"Well, of course. We've all known that for ages. question is who I'm going with," Steorra said. She was starting to panic a bit as Yule Ball drew closer and it seemed that everyone had a date but her.
"How about Sirius?" Lily suggested, "Aren't you two really close friends?"
Steorra acted overly surprised, though she was, "My eye candy and boy toy doesn't have a date yet? Why, the indignity of it all!"
Lily giggled and shook her head. Steorra always called Sirius her eye candy and boy toy. It'd started when they met in their third year. She told Sirius what a sweetie and how cute he was when he helped her up as Marie and her friends pretty much ran over her. It'd just come out all of a sudden. Sirius had looked like he was going to gag at first, but the broke into that trademark crooked grin. "I'll be your eye candy, then," he had said.
She didn't quite remember when "boy toy" came into use, but it was probably after Sirius hit puberty and the hormones started raging. He was constantly going out with one girl after another, and getting laid by just about every one of them. Steorra had always thought his girlfriends were sluts who spent too much time dealing with outer appearances and still did.
"Well, I can't ask him now. I've got detention with Rutherford," Steorra checked her watch and quickly rushed to the portrait hole. She trudged slowly down the hall, hoping to put off the inevitable as long as possible. But unfortunately, she found herself at Rutherford's door all too soon. She slowly turned the knob and opened the door. Rutherford sat at his desk, apparently waiting for her.
"Ah, good. You're on time," he said and beckoned her forth. With a wave of his wand, a cage of Red Caps, a tub of water and an empty cage appeared. "It would seem that out Red Caps have started dying off from disease because of their...unsanitary conditions. You are to clean them off and put them in the empty cage. I expect them all to be spotless by morning." Rutherford left as Steorra racked her mind for ideas.
It ended up with her having to stun each Red Cap in succession as she took it out and dunked it in water. But the end of detention, six hours later, she was covered in bites, scratches, and bruises, have to chase after several Red Caps which escaped, making her run around the class, bumping into desks and chairs in the process. Due to her Red Cap bites, which were poisonous and her hand started to swell and turn into a black-green color, she had to go to the hospital wing, where Madam Pomfrey applied some thick, smelly green gel which stun and wrapped her hands heavily in bandages.
"Teachers these days. They don't care about their students' well-being anymore..." Madam Pomfrey muttered darkly, "Cleaning Red Caps...such dangerous work...You'll have to keep these bandages on for three days, dear. You may go now," and Madam Pomfrey rushed her out of the hospital wing.
Steorra quickly ran back as fast as her sore legs could carry her back to the Gryffindor common room, hoping to have a few snatches of conversation with Lily before turning in. To her surprise, the common room wasn't as quiet as it should be at midnight. Everyone seemed to be celebrating. Only Lily sat on the fringe, scowling darkly into the crowd.
"What's wrong, Lily?" Steorra asked, sitting down next to her friend on the couch. It felt good to finally be able to lean back, after being stooped down for six hours.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Star," she said, "But boys can be real jerks at times."
"What? Is it James?' Steorra asked.
Lily shook her head, "No. It's Sirius."
"What about him?"
Steorra's question was answered as Sirius plopped down next to her on the couch and put his arms around her, announcing grandly, "Star, your eye candy is going to be a man soon!" When Steorra stared at him quizzically, he continued, "I just got Marie Hallicomb to go to the Yule Ball with me!" Steorra's amused smile turned into a deep frown.
"The Marie Hallicomb?"
"Of course, is there any other tall, blonde, and really hot girl in sixth year?" Sirius said, apparently not noticing Steorra's change in expression.
"You're kidding, right?" Steorra was starting to get angry now. She didn't quite know why as the rage bubbled up inside her. Perhaps is was the time Marie cursed her and made her sprout ferns from her head, or maybe her know-it-all attitude toward everyone else, or maybe it was combination of those things, but they really made her explode.
"She quickly stood up, towering over Sirius and slapped him, which really turned into a thump because her hands were so heavily bandaged.
"How shallow can you get, you bastard? What the hell do you see in that vapid, ugly, two faced, backstabbing, slutty bimbette? Is there a piece missing in your brain or something?" She screamed. the common room had quieted down as everyone listened to Steorra's fit.
Lily placed a hand on her shoulders, "It's okay, Star. There are other guys, "she said soothingly, but Steorra shook her off.
"How can you even stand to look at that bitch, much less be near her for a whole night?" She continued. Innumerable injustices in her life stoked the raging fire inside of her.
"If you want to go to Yule Ball with me, that's fine. You mean more to me than Marie," Sirius said quietly, not a bit of his usual humor in his voice.
Inside, Steorra wanted to melt at how Sirius was when he wanted to be, but her rage still burned, "I don't need your pity," she spat in his face. "I'll get my own date." Her eyes fell on Remus Lupin, who stood next to James, his mouth hanging wide open. "Remus, come to Yule Ball with me."
Remus was caught off-guard. His eyes darted from Steorra to Sirius, then back to steorra. "Uh...okay, I guess."
"Good," Steorra snapped and gave Sirius a scathing look before storming back to the girls dormitories.