Disclaimer: Yeah, again, we don't own Harry Potter. One of us, (*cough Sid!) has no money and mooches off the other person. So please don't sue us. Especially Sid.
Sid's note: Marcus doesn't have bad teeth in the story. Yay!
CHAPTER ONE...SID FUGLER...
My sister has always been a step up from me. Always. I get good marks in all of my classes, and then she goes and makes Prefect. I find out that a boy fancies me, she knows that three boys fancy her. I make Slytherin like our bastard father, she makes Gryffindor like our loving mother. I hate her.
Stupid Andy with her dirty blonde hair, green eyes, and perfect smile. And then there's me, Sid, the total opposite of Andy, with dark brown hair, dark brown eyes, glasses, a semi-perfect smile, and a full fourteen months older than Andy. It's no wonder nobody likes me. Everybody always loves Andy more than Sid. Why that is, I don't exactly know.
It's always been hell spending summer with Andy, especially this summer. This summer holiday, she could not shut her mouth about her making Gryffindor Prefect and her seamlessly flawless relationship with her and that fucking Gryffindork Quidditch Captain.
All summer long, I've been told, "That Oliver Wood is such a nice boy, Sid, when are you ever going to get a boyfriend and be more like your sister?" or, "Your sister's so pretty, what happened to you?"or, "Sid, why can't you find a boy like your sisters?". Do you know why I can't find a boy like that? It's because she's my sister, that's why.
Finally I won't have to hear any of those questions or comments anymore. Finally I won't have to be pressured to be something more. Finally I'm almost on the train back to school where nobody cares, which is exactly what I want. Finally I'll be a sixth year and I'll be almost finished with school. But best of all, I don't have to see Andy's face as long as I can avoid her at school.
"Fucking Gryffindork!" I say as I pass by Andy while she's waiting for her precious Oliver Wood to turn up on the platform.
"Did I do anything to you, Slytherbitch?" Slytherbitch? That was certainly new, but it was lame. So very lame.
"You were born, that's what you did." I grinned at her and she gave me that annoyed look. I always loved pissing her off. "What's wrong, you're lover's not here yet? Should've figured. He's probably off shagging Percy."
"Piss off." she said not paying attention to me. "Why don't you go and hang out with Pucey or something?"
"Yeah, then we can talk about how all of our 'wonderful' summer's went and then we can all sit around and read poetry like you and your boring friends do, right?" she was looking at her watch for the thousandth time. "Yes, that'll be fun." I left. I went to join my friends on the Slytherin Quidditch team. My only friends. It wasn't that I didn't have any other friends its just...okay, they were my only friends, but I do have many acquaintances...
"Oi! It's Sid!" the team greeted me. They seemed to all like me (mostly cos they wouldn't have passed a single class if it weren't for my work they always copied. Over time, we all actually became friends).
"So, Sid, tell us, how was your summer with the bitch?" questioned Adrian Pucey, a real smart arse sometimes.
"I don't believe I've ever heard so much about Oliver Wood in my pathetic life."
"Is she still dating that Gryffinfuck?" asked Marcus Flint, who I would consider one of my close friends because I knew him since we were little (my family was friends with his, despite my damn mother always complaining about his family behind their back.That's why Marcus is one of my best friends, my mother hates him).
"Yeah, why?" I questioned, "Please tell me you're not interested in shagging my sister?"
"I'm not. Trust me, I wanted too, but she's just too stuck-up and...nice. Not one to really be fun."
"-or dirty."
"-or naughty."
"-or wild." the group added one by one. The team looked over at Andy and Oliver hugging each other, and they all agreed that Andy was neither fun, dirty, naughty, or wild. That made me feel better.
We all boarded the train and filed into an empty compartment. Soon the talk about our "Exciting" summer holiday, and the details on Marcus's little "Summer Night Rendezvous" wound down and we all went off doing our separate things. Derrick and Bole went off somewhere. Adrian and Terrence were sitting across from me and Marcus giggling at a dirty magazine. Marcus was dozing on and off sleep, and I was staring out the window.
"What's bothering you, Sid?" said Marcus coming out of a sleep.
"Can I ask you a question?"
"Yeah, what?"
"Er...why do guys fancy Andy more than me?" that was a question that I've been pondering since the age of five.
"Do you really want to know why?"
"Yes."
"Well, it's too bad cos I don't know."
"Marcus! Of course you know. You out of all men should know the answer!"
"Each man's different. I personally fancy the dark haired, bitchy girls, they're always fun to fuck about with." Marcus grinned. "But I guess some blokes fancy rigid, smart, clean girls."
"Well then, why is it each bloke at Hogwarts fancies my sister?"
"Are you jealous of Andy, Sid?" questioned Adrian. They all looked at me.
"No..." I said in a low voice. "I, unlike my sister, don't need to depend on men for everything. I don't need love-"
"You need sex." added Marcus. They all laughed. "I remember just a few years ago, I caught you snogging your little stuffed bear for 'practise'!" I didn't have a mirror on me, but I could tell I was bright red. And I wasn't snogging my bear..."Whatever happened to that bear? Hot Cheeks, did you call him?" laughed Marcus.
"Ha ha. Very funny." I need a come back. "At least I don't try to fuck everything I see!" I shot back at him. "Ever since we were little, you were always trying to get me to play Nurse with you." This was true. "I remember you used to unzip your trousers and chase me around the front yard saying that you needed a check up!" Marcus, who wasn't laughing anymore, shot a cold look at Terrence and Adrian who were still laughing. "What's the matter Marcus, don't you want to play Nurse with me anymore?" I gave him a sad look.
"Shut your face. That happened a long time ago." said Marcus.
"Exactly." Marcus didn't say anything. I started to feel bad. "I'm sorry, does Marcus need a hug?" I said, trying to lighten things up.
"Fuck off." he said. I leaned over and hugged him anyways. "Jealous bitch." he whispered in my ear as we hugged each other.
"Slut." we smiled at each other. We have a very strange friendship.
Sid's note: Marcus doesn't have bad teeth in the story. Yay!
CHAPTER ONE...SID FUGLER...
My sister has always been a step up from me. Always. I get good marks in all of my classes, and then she goes and makes Prefect. I find out that a boy fancies me, she knows that three boys fancy her. I make Slytherin like our bastard father, she makes Gryffindor like our loving mother. I hate her.
Stupid Andy with her dirty blonde hair, green eyes, and perfect smile. And then there's me, Sid, the total opposite of Andy, with dark brown hair, dark brown eyes, glasses, a semi-perfect smile, and a full fourteen months older than Andy. It's no wonder nobody likes me. Everybody always loves Andy more than Sid. Why that is, I don't exactly know.
It's always been hell spending summer with Andy, especially this summer. This summer holiday, she could not shut her mouth about her making Gryffindor Prefect and her seamlessly flawless relationship with her and that fucking Gryffindork Quidditch Captain.
All summer long, I've been told, "That Oliver Wood is such a nice boy, Sid, when are you ever going to get a boyfriend and be more like your sister?" or, "Your sister's so pretty, what happened to you?"or, "Sid, why can't you find a boy like your sisters?". Do you know why I can't find a boy like that? It's because she's my sister, that's why.
Finally I won't have to hear any of those questions or comments anymore. Finally I won't have to be pressured to be something more. Finally I'm almost on the train back to school where nobody cares, which is exactly what I want. Finally I'll be a sixth year and I'll be almost finished with school. But best of all, I don't have to see Andy's face as long as I can avoid her at school.
"Fucking Gryffindork!" I say as I pass by Andy while she's waiting for her precious Oliver Wood to turn up on the platform.
"Did I do anything to you, Slytherbitch?" Slytherbitch? That was certainly new, but it was lame. So very lame.
"You were born, that's what you did." I grinned at her and she gave me that annoyed look. I always loved pissing her off. "What's wrong, you're lover's not here yet? Should've figured. He's probably off shagging Percy."
"Piss off." she said not paying attention to me. "Why don't you go and hang out with Pucey or something?"
"Yeah, then we can talk about how all of our 'wonderful' summer's went and then we can all sit around and read poetry like you and your boring friends do, right?" she was looking at her watch for the thousandth time. "Yes, that'll be fun." I left. I went to join my friends on the Slytherin Quidditch team. My only friends. It wasn't that I didn't have any other friends its just...okay, they were my only friends, but I do have many acquaintances...
"Oi! It's Sid!" the team greeted me. They seemed to all like me (mostly cos they wouldn't have passed a single class if it weren't for my work they always copied. Over time, we all actually became friends).
"So, Sid, tell us, how was your summer with the bitch?" questioned Adrian Pucey, a real smart arse sometimes.
"I don't believe I've ever heard so much about Oliver Wood in my pathetic life."
"Is she still dating that Gryffinfuck?" asked Marcus Flint, who I would consider one of my close friends because I knew him since we were little (my family was friends with his, despite my damn mother always complaining about his family behind their back.That's why Marcus is one of my best friends, my mother hates him).
"Yeah, why?" I questioned, "Please tell me you're not interested in shagging my sister?"
"I'm not. Trust me, I wanted too, but she's just too stuck-up and...nice. Not one to really be fun."
"-or dirty."
"-or naughty."
"-or wild." the group added one by one. The team looked over at Andy and Oliver hugging each other, and they all agreed that Andy was neither fun, dirty, naughty, or wild. That made me feel better.
We all boarded the train and filed into an empty compartment. Soon the talk about our "Exciting" summer holiday, and the details on Marcus's little "Summer Night Rendezvous" wound down and we all went off doing our separate things. Derrick and Bole went off somewhere. Adrian and Terrence were sitting across from me and Marcus giggling at a dirty magazine. Marcus was dozing on and off sleep, and I was staring out the window.
"What's bothering you, Sid?" said Marcus coming out of a sleep.
"Can I ask you a question?"
"Yeah, what?"
"Er...why do guys fancy Andy more than me?" that was a question that I've been pondering since the age of five.
"Do you really want to know why?"
"Yes."
"Well, it's too bad cos I don't know."
"Marcus! Of course you know. You out of all men should know the answer!"
"Each man's different. I personally fancy the dark haired, bitchy girls, they're always fun to fuck about with." Marcus grinned. "But I guess some blokes fancy rigid, smart, clean girls."
"Well then, why is it each bloke at Hogwarts fancies my sister?"
"Are you jealous of Andy, Sid?" questioned Adrian. They all looked at me.
"No..." I said in a low voice. "I, unlike my sister, don't need to depend on men for everything. I don't need love-"
"You need sex." added Marcus. They all laughed. "I remember just a few years ago, I caught you snogging your little stuffed bear for 'practise'!" I didn't have a mirror on me, but I could tell I was bright red. And I wasn't snogging my bear..."Whatever happened to that bear? Hot Cheeks, did you call him?" laughed Marcus.
"Ha ha. Very funny." I need a come back. "At least I don't try to fuck everything I see!" I shot back at him. "Ever since we were little, you were always trying to get me to play Nurse with you." This was true. "I remember you used to unzip your trousers and chase me around the front yard saying that you needed a check up!" Marcus, who wasn't laughing anymore, shot a cold look at Terrence and Adrian who were still laughing. "What's the matter Marcus, don't you want to play Nurse with me anymore?" I gave him a sad look.
"Shut your face. That happened a long time ago." said Marcus.
"Exactly." Marcus didn't say anything. I started to feel bad. "I'm sorry, does Marcus need a hug?" I said, trying to lighten things up.
"Fuck off." he said. I leaned over and hugged him anyways. "Jealous bitch." he whispered in my ear as we hugged each other.
"Slut." we smiled at each other. We have a very strange friendship.