Notes: Hey, I'm back1 I really didn't know weather I would finish this, but I guess I can continue it ………
Shelaum: I really didn't know if you would read this! Yes, I know exactly what you're saying. Don't worry, I don't intend to leave Sirius like that, it would ruin the WHOLE PLOT. (BTW, I haven't continued The Opposite of Brotherly Love because a lack of reviews……….last time I updated I didn't get any. And don't worry about getting Bushichirou right on character; if he's terribly off, I'll tell you ~_^ )
^.^ ;;;;;;;;;;;;;;; : Erm well…………I give a little bit of a hint in the notes at the end, but it's not going to be anything explicit; he/she still knows who the others are and who he was, remember ^_^!
Yellow Sparks: You know, I didn't even REALLY think of that. You know, they never mention that in the books?
Sailoranime: I know that he's going to convince somebody, but I haven't decided between Harry, Remus, or (YES) Snape (Personally, I'd like to see how his enemies and "enemies" react). Maybe Bellatrix will…………
Thanx to the rest of the people that reviewed: Nicola, Vekura, and Culdil-Adventurous Variag.
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I walked down the hall. Well, sort of wobbling down the hall, as I was wearing high heals. Dammit I thought how can girls wear these things. And I'm constantly scared my skirt's going to fly up!
"God must hate me," I muttered. "I swear, he's cursed me all eternity, hasn't he?" (A/N: sorry to those who know that line………… I couldn't help it, I just thought of it ^_^u)
"I don't know what you're talking about," whispered a voice in my ear.
I spun around to see who had said that, and saw a tall, blonde boy walking away, his eyes still on me.
"I don't know who you are," I yelled after him, "But when I find out, you're in big trouble!"
He turned around and bowed at me, saying , "Draco Malfoy, at your service." He turned back around and continued on.
Malfoy? As in Lucius Malfoy's son? What's he doing hitting on a Gryffindor? And what IS my next class? I pulled the list out of my bag an looked at it. Arithmancy. Hmmm. Remus used to say it was better than divination at least………
I got lost on the way, and when I got there, my legs had gotten sore from running up and down stairs, and from having tripped several times on the damned heals.
I sat down at one of the tables as Professor Vector walked in. She was a rather pretty witch, with dark hair and light eyes.
"Good morning, class," she said. "We have a new student here today. Will you please stand up?"
I stood up. I was glad that the teachers never made me do this in school. Back then I would have been morified, but now I was so used to it, it didn't really bother me.
"This is Jamie Black, and she just transferred from America."
I heard somebody whistle, and I looked around. I caught Malfoy's eye and he winked at me. I glared. As I sat back down, I looked and saw Hermione run into the class. She handed Prof. Vector a note and sat down next to me.
"Hi," she whispered. "I didn't get a chance to introduce myself last night………………prefect duties. I'm Hermione Granger."
I took her hand. "I'm Jamie."
"It's good to know that somebody besides Malfoy is interested in arithmancy. I can't stand being the only Gryffindor in here with him," she said.
"At least he doesn't make moves at you all the time," I said, looking back and catching a grin from him. "Every time I look at him he is smiling or winking or something."
"Yeah, well," Hermione said, shrugging. "a guy will do that if they think they're tough shit."
And thinking back to when I was myself, I realized I did that all the time to girls in my year. Only thing was, they seemed to like it.
"You wanna do something later?" Hermione asked.
"Miss Granger, Miss Black," Prof. Vector said. "Do you have something to share with the class?"
"No Ma'am," we said, before returning our gaze to her.
I spent the rest of the hour trying to come up with a memory of what we (being we the Marauders) used to do when he weren't playing pranks. I got a fuzzy memory of laughing about something, before flopping off a couch. Remus was snickering in a way that was unlike him, and I saw smoke drifting over my head from where James supposedly was. The smell was actually pretty nice. Realizing we were all stoned at the time, I came to the conclusion that it wouldn't be a good idea to suggest that we smoke a joint. But what DO girls do?
The bell rang and we all stood.
"Hey," Hermione said. "I have an idea. Since the trip to Hogsmeade isn't far and I still need robes for that dance thing in December, let's go shopping!"
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Notes: Uh oh!! Girly bonding time! Please review!!