Chapter Two: Encounter of a Destiny
==Sirius==
"It's the weekend," Remus said mildly over breakfast the next day. "Hogsmeade at 12:00. You all wanna go?"
"Remus, use that huge brain of yours," James yawned. "We always go. Why would this time be any different?"
"I need to refill up on Dungbombs," Peter nodded.
"Aah, we have finally taught Peter our ways!" James grinned, then took out his Snitch.
I groaned. "Put that thing away, James. Lily doesn't care about it, and she never will."
"Just you wait, Sirius," James said, actually looking serious. "Just wait."
Peter stared admirably at the Snitch. "C-can I just hold it?" he stammered.
"Just don't lose it," James shrugged, handing it over. "If you do, I'll be in huge trouble, since I nicked it." Peter took it in his trembling hands and smiled a huge creepy grin.
"Wow, I think Peter's finally cracked," I said, nudging
Remus with my elbow. He laughed.
"I've--I've always wanted to play Quidditch, I've never been coordinated---" Peter said, letting it go.
"NO!" James roared, trying to grab it, but the Snitch soared out above the tables and flitted down the Great Hall.
"Peter, Peter, Peter," I laughed carelessly.
"This is no laughing matter!" James snapped, getting up from the table and running after it.
I looked at the other two. Peter looked horrified and Remus looked like he didn't know whether to help James find it or just crack up laughing.
"Well, what say you, chaps? Should we help him?" I, being the ever loyal friend, got up and ran down the Great Hall, after James and the Snitch.
James stopped abruptly in front of me, and I nearly crashed into him. "I've lost sight of it!" he said, panicked.
People were staring and I shook my head. I'm used to the center of attention, but this was kind of embarrassing.
"Let's go split ways. I'll take this way, you take that way." James said hurriedly.
"That was specific," I said, but James had already run off, searching madly for it.
I sighed and ran down the corridor. Not even looking where I was going, I crashed and tumbled right into someone else.
== Aleesia ==
I felt as if the wind had been knocked out of me. This big black thing was laying on top of me, and I thought for a wild second that it could be a dog.
"Get off me!" I hollered. "I can't breathe!"
"Sorry," a muffled voice answered, and the person stood up. I looked to see who my attacker was.
Those eyes were WAY familiar.
"Sorry 'bout that," he muttered. He reached out a hand and I grabbed it, and he pulled me up.
"No problem. What's your rush?" I asked, retrieving my things that had scattered. My books, quills, and make-up were spread all over the floor now.
"Got to find something," he said, kneeling down and helping me retrieve my things on the ground. To my horror, he was holding a long white tube *ahem*.
"I'll take that," I said quickly, grabbing it from him and stuffing it into my bag.
"Right," he said, and he stood up again. He tilted his head to the side a little, as if seeing who I was. "Oh, I've seen you before. Aleesia, is it?"
"Yeah," I nodded. "And you're Sirius Black."
He nodded too.
"What are you looking for?" I asked, trying to be friendly. After all, I wasn't in the mood for breakfast.
== Sirius ==
How could I tell her that I was looking for James's Snitch? She'd be sure to tell the teachers, since James had nicked it.
"Let me guess, you can't tell me," she said, as if she had read my mind. "Trust me. If it's forbidden, I won't snitch."
"Okay," I decided to take my chances, since James and I were obviously not going to find it on our own. "It's that."
"It's what? A snitch?" she looked confused, and she understood. "Oh, a Snitch! Potter, right?"
I nodded.
"No problem. Just do the simple thing," she shrugged.
"What?"
"Accio stolen Golden Snitch!" she said, flicking her wand.
Nothing happened for a bit, and then suddenly, a small golden ball with wings zoomed toward them and landed in her hand. The wings closed in and she handed it to me.
"Tell Potter he's welcome," she said, smiling. "And I won't breathe a word to a soul."
"Thanks a lot," I said appreciatively, pocketing the Snitch. "I'll see you later, right?"
She shrugged. "Right, then." She walked away.
James came running around the corridor. "Man, you won't believe what just happened! I caught the Snitch and pocketed it, and then suddenly, it just zoomed right out of my pocket and down this way! Have you seen it?! Now what am I gonna do?!"
"Here, mate," I said, handing him the Snitch.
"Huh? What?" Now he looked at the little golden ball in his hand.
"Long story," I said, and my voice trailed off...
==Sirius==
"It's the weekend," Remus said mildly over breakfast the next day. "Hogsmeade at 12:00. You all wanna go?"
"Remus, use that huge brain of yours," James yawned. "We always go. Why would this time be any different?"
"I need to refill up on Dungbombs," Peter nodded.
"Aah, we have finally taught Peter our ways!" James grinned, then took out his Snitch.
I groaned. "Put that thing away, James. Lily doesn't care about it, and she never will."
"Just you wait, Sirius," James said, actually looking serious. "Just wait."
Peter stared admirably at the Snitch. "C-can I just hold it?" he stammered.
"Just don't lose it," James shrugged, handing it over. "If you do, I'll be in huge trouble, since I nicked it." Peter took it in his trembling hands and smiled a huge creepy grin.
"Wow, I think Peter's finally cracked," I said, nudging
Remus with my elbow. He laughed.
"I've--I've always wanted to play Quidditch, I've never been coordinated---" Peter said, letting it go.
"NO!" James roared, trying to grab it, but the Snitch soared out above the tables and flitted down the Great Hall.
"Peter, Peter, Peter," I laughed carelessly.
"This is no laughing matter!" James snapped, getting up from the table and running after it.
I looked at the other two. Peter looked horrified and Remus looked like he didn't know whether to help James find it or just crack up laughing.
"Well, what say you, chaps? Should we help him?" I, being the ever loyal friend, got up and ran down the Great Hall, after James and the Snitch.
James stopped abruptly in front of me, and I nearly crashed into him. "I've lost sight of it!" he said, panicked.
People were staring and I shook my head. I'm used to the center of attention, but this was kind of embarrassing.
"Let's go split ways. I'll take this way, you take that way." James said hurriedly.
"That was specific," I said, but James had already run off, searching madly for it.
I sighed and ran down the corridor. Not even looking where I was going, I crashed and tumbled right into someone else.
== Aleesia ==
I felt as if the wind had been knocked out of me. This big black thing was laying on top of me, and I thought for a wild second that it could be a dog.
"Get off me!" I hollered. "I can't breathe!"
"Sorry," a muffled voice answered, and the person stood up. I looked to see who my attacker was.
Those eyes were WAY familiar.
"Sorry 'bout that," he muttered. He reached out a hand and I grabbed it, and he pulled me up.
"No problem. What's your rush?" I asked, retrieving my things that had scattered. My books, quills, and make-up were spread all over the floor now.
"Got to find something," he said, kneeling down and helping me retrieve my things on the ground. To my horror, he was holding a long white tube *ahem*.
"I'll take that," I said quickly, grabbing it from him and stuffing it into my bag.
"Right," he said, and he stood up again. He tilted his head to the side a little, as if seeing who I was. "Oh, I've seen you before. Aleesia, is it?"
"Yeah," I nodded. "And you're Sirius Black."
He nodded too.
"What are you looking for?" I asked, trying to be friendly. After all, I wasn't in the mood for breakfast.
== Sirius ==
How could I tell her that I was looking for James's Snitch? She'd be sure to tell the teachers, since James had nicked it.
"Let me guess, you can't tell me," she said, as if she had read my mind. "Trust me. If it's forbidden, I won't snitch."
"Okay," I decided to take my chances, since James and I were obviously not going to find it on our own. "It's that."
"It's what? A snitch?" she looked confused, and she understood. "Oh, a Snitch! Potter, right?"
I nodded.
"No problem. Just do the simple thing," she shrugged.
"What?"
"Accio stolen Golden Snitch!" she said, flicking her wand.
Nothing happened for a bit, and then suddenly, a small golden ball with wings zoomed toward them and landed in her hand. The wings closed in and she handed it to me.
"Tell Potter he's welcome," she said, smiling. "And I won't breathe a word to a soul."
"Thanks a lot," I said appreciatively, pocketing the Snitch. "I'll see you later, right?"
She shrugged. "Right, then." She walked away.
James came running around the corridor. "Man, you won't believe what just happened! I caught the Snitch and pocketed it, and then suddenly, it just zoomed right out of my pocket and down this way! Have you seen it?! Now what am I gonna do?!"
"Here, mate," I said, handing him the Snitch.
"Huh? What?" Now he looked at the little golden ball in his hand.
"Long story," I said, and my voice trailed off...