Okay this is a sappy romance story...BUT THAT'S OKAY. All I know how
to really write is romance. BUT OH FLIPPING WELL. This is my first
attempt at an LJ fic, so review and tell me how it is.
"Hey Daryl-Ann,"
Daryl-Ann Lewis was walking down the hallway. She just left her Transfiguration class. She turned around at the sound of her name.
"What?"
"Do you know what our History of Magic assignment was?" it was Sirius Black.
Daryl-Ann sighed. The only reason anyone ever spoke to her was to get the History of Magic homework. She was the only one who ever paid attention in that class.
"Yeah, a 4 foot essay on the Goblin Revolution failure of 1793 and relate it to the other failure in 1887 (This is completely made up), you got that Sirius?" she asked.
"Umm, can I copy yours?" He asked as he was scribbling.
"Shove it, Black"
"I see, thanks love." said Sirius as he strutted off.
"Don't call me 'love'" she called after him but it was too late. He had already rounded a corner
Daryl-Ann kept walking toward the great hall. As she rounded a corner she saw someone crying (Authors Note: Why she was crying is beyond me, but I'll figure it out and put it in the next chapter). Usually, she would have walked by without thinking twice, but today she knelt down next to the girl.
"Hey, what's wrong?" asked Daryl-Ann
"Huh? Oh n-nothing," she said as she hurried to dry her tears.
"That's a lot of nothing," said Daryl-Ann
"I'm okay, I swear!" she said.
Daryl-Ann just gave her a look of huge disbelief.
"Fine," she said
"Okay, if you really must know, I was crying because I am just sick of it all, and I hate this damn school, the fucking teachers, and everybody else involved." She yelled at the top of her lungs.
"I know how you feel. I'm everyone's ticket to passing a class that they never pay attention in anyway."
"Hey, what's your name?" asked the girl who had been crying.
"Daryl-Ann, but my friends call me Dary, at least they would if I had any friends," (yes it's corny) she said as she helped the girl stand up.
"Danni Adams," she said and shook the other girls hand.
As they started talking about various things, a group of four boys walked up to them.
"Oh I wouldn't talk to Lewis right know, she's got a muddy stick shoved up her you-know-what," said Sirius.
"I read you loud and clear, Padfoot" said an arrogant boy with untidy black hair.
"I may have a muddy stick up my 'you-know-what', but at least I don't have to walk through a door sideways, because my head is so big." Said Dary
"Yeah, I'll log that away." Said Sirius, rolling his eyes.
The four boys walked away.
"That James Potter can go fuck himself." Said Danni
"Oh you don't need to tell him that, I'm sure he already does or he doesn't need to I'm sure he has girls lined up around the block." Said a voice from behind them.
The two girls wheeled around and saw a girl, with shiny red hair, and green eyes.
"And you are...?" asked Dary.
"Lily Evans," said the girl, "and you?"
"Daryl-Ann, friends, er...friend calls me Dary."
"Danni Adams," said Danni
"It's a pleasure to meet you both. What year are you in?"
"7th." Said Dary
"Really? I'm only in 6th," said Danni
"Oh, I'm in 7th too," Said Lily, "What house are you in?"
"Slytherin," said Danni
"Ravenclaw," said Dary
"That's why I've never seen you, I'm in Gryffindor,"
There was a look of understanding on all three of their faces. So all three of them began to talk. They talked for a really long time as they all walked down to the great hall. They split up when they got there and went to their respective tables. These was okay with Lily and Dary because their tables were right near each other so they could lean across and talk to each other the whole time. That is until Potter and Crew decided to show up.
"Hey, Evans, who are you talking to?" asked James
"If you don't know then you don't need to know," said Lily
"She's talking to me, Potter," said Dary
"LILY! Do you have any idea who you're talking to?" Said James in an urgent whisper.
"Nope, no floggin' clue," Said Lily, with a huge grin on her face
"That's Daryl-Ann Lewis. She's the seeker for the Ravenclaw Quidditch team. You're....you're FRATERNIZING (sp?) WITH THE ENEMY!"
"Is that what you call it?" Well Potter, the words quidditch, Potter and Gryffindor never came up in our conversation in the same sentence. I know it amazes you that we are not swooning over you, but get over it," said Lily
James suddenly had a look of sadness wash over his face, and he turned to walk out of the great hall.
Well that'll about do it. R/R please. I know what I'm writing for chapters 2 and 3 so it shouldn't be too awful long before their up. *Muah*
"Hey Daryl-Ann,"
Daryl-Ann Lewis was walking down the hallway. She just left her Transfiguration class. She turned around at the sound of her name.
"What?"
"Do you know what our History of Magic assignment was?" it was Sirius Black.
Daryl-Ann sighed. The only reason anyone ever spoke to her was to get the History of Magic homework. She was the only one who ever paid attention in that class.
"Yeah, a 4 foot essay on the Goblin Revolution failure of 1793 and relate it to the other failure in 1887 (This is completely made up), you got that Sirius?" she asked.
"Umm, can I copy yours?" He asked as he was scribbling.
"Shove it, Black"
"I see, thanks love." said Sirius as he strutted off.
"Don't call me 'love'" she called after him but it was too late. He had already rounded a corner
Daryl-Ann kept walking toward the great hall. As she rounded a corner she saw someone crying (Authors Note: Why she was crying is beyond me, but I'll figure it out and put it in the next chapter). Usually, she would have walked by without thinking twice, but today she knelt down next to the girl.
"Hey, what's wrong?" asked Daryl-Ann
"Huh? Oh n-nothing," she said as she hurried to dry her tears.
"That's a lot of nothing," said Daryl-Ann
"I'm okay, I swear!" she said.
Daryl-Ann just gave her a look of huge disbelief.
"Fine," she said
"Okay, if you really must know, I was crying because I am just sick of it all, and I hate this damn school, the fucking teachers, and everybody else involved." She yelled at the top of her lungs.
"I know how you feel. I'm everyone's ticket to passing a class that they never pay attention in anyway."
"Hey, what's your name?" asked the girl who had been crying.
"Daryl-Ann, but my friends call me Dary, at least they would if I had any friends," (yes it's corny) she said as she helped the girl stand up.
"Danni Adams," she said and shook the other girls hand.
As they started talking about various things, a group of four boys walked up to them.
"Oh I wouldn't talk to Lewis right know, she's got a muddy stick shoved up her you-know-what," said Sirius.
"I read you loud and clear, Padfoot" said an arrogant boy with untidy black hair.
"I may have a muddy stick up my 'you-know-what', but at least I don't have to walk through a door sideways, because my head is so big." Said Dary
"Yeah, I'll log that away." Said Sirius, rolling his eyes.
The four boys walked away.
"That James Potter can go fuck himself." Said Danni
"Oh you don't need to tell him that, I'm sure he already does or he doesn't need to I'm sure he has girls lined up around the block." Said a voice from behind them.
The two girls wheeled around and saw a girl, with shiny red hair, and green eyes.
"And you are...?" asked Dary.
"Lily Evans," said the girl, "and you?"
"Daryl-Ann, friends, er...friend calls me Dary."
"Danni Adams," said Danni
"It's a pleasure to meet you both. What year are you in?"
"7th." Said Dary
"Really? I'm only in 6th," said Danni
"Oh, I'm in 7th too," Said Lily, "What house are you in?"
"Slytherin," said Danni
"Ravenclaw," said Dary
"That's why I've never seen you, I'm in Gryffindor,"
There was a look of understanding on all three of their faces. So all three of them began to talk. They talked for a really long time as they all walked down to the great hall. They split up when they got there and went to their respective tables. These was okay with Lily and Dary because their tables were right near each other so they could lean across and talk to each other the whole time. That is until Potter and Crew decided to show up.
"Hey, Evans, who are you talking to?" asked James
"If you don't know then you don't need to know," said Lily
"She's talking to me, Potter," said Dary
"LILY! Do you have any idea who you're talking to?" Said James in an urgent whisper.
"Nope, no floggin' clue," Said Lily, with a huge grin on her face
"That's Daryl-Ann Lewis. She's the seeker for the Ravenclaw Quidditch team. You're....you're FRATERNIZING (sp?) WITH THE ENEMY!"
"Is that what you call it?" Well Potter, the words quidditch, Potter and Gryffindor never came up in our conversation in the same sentence. I know it amazes you that we are not swooning over you, but get over it," said Lily
James suddenly had a look of sadness wash over his face, and he turned to walk out of the great hall.
Well that'll about do it. R/R please. I know what I'm writing for chapters 2 and 3 so it shouldn't be too awful long before their up. *Muah*