Wheee! Hello! I think this story is going to exceed 50 "Chapters" really. I think I –should- make a "For the Girl Who Has Everything – Part II"... so... how? Blee, blee, blee. I feel hyper. Hyperness, woot. Need to write more... I have slacked. In. Writing. Block. Grrrr.

Chapter 30

I had innocently fallen asleep that night on the couch. I remembered being so tired that I didn't even bother to go down to the dormitories. I remembered the Marauders were there... they had come in the night. I remembered... myself slowly drifting off to sleep and there was Sirius...

I gave a small groan as I woke up, blinking as my eyes tried to focus. I felt something warm and soft against my cheek, rising and falling very slightly, slowly.

Still drowsy from sleep, I lifted my arm to rub my eyes and it was only then did I realize it had been over something. Lying across something green...

With a small gasp, I looked up the green sweater and saw Sirius Black snoozing peacefully with his head on a thick green pillow. It finally hit me like a rock and I gave a large gasp.

Sirius' eyes snapped open and stared in shock as I scrambled frantically to get away.

In my haste, I tripped over his legs and landed with a loud thud, in a heap of robes on the floor. Breathing heavily, trying to process what had or what might have happened, I untangled myself from my robes and backed nervously away into the couch behind.

"Reine?"

I looked up at him, almost frightened, a million thoughts running through my head, not caring if my hair was in a terrible mess. I rubbed my shoulder which had started to develop an ache.

"Are you okay?"

"What just happened...?" I muttered weakly, my voice quite high. "Why are you still here?"

Sirius pulled himself in a seating position and scratched his head. "I'm in the Slytherin common room?"

He still hasn't noticed. Man... Good thing nobody saw us. It wasn't fully morning yet. A faint orange glow was trickling its way into the room from the narrow windows but it brought no warmth into the room.

I stared at him, frightened.

"Ow..." said Sirius under his breath, rubbing his leg. "Anyway, are you alright? That was a nasty fall."

"I don't. Care. About. This. Fall," I said almost irritated. There were more serious things at hand and all he cares is about the fall from the couch? "You have to go back."

I quickly got up, and started waving my arms at him to make him move.

"Go please..." I begged. Before anyone sees. "Quick!"

He quickly scrambled back into the hole and the bookshelf slid back into place. I leaned against it, sighing, one hand still rubbing my stinging shoulder. Then I dragged my feet back to the sofa and collapsed down onto it. I closed my eyes and massaged my head wearily. Why was he still there? Where were the others? And why the hell did we end up that way?!

I had barely settled down for a minute when something rough and strong grabbed me by my collar and pulled... hard.

Christella was standing in front of me, her aquamarine blue eyes burning with rage, her fist grabbing a a handful of my shirt.

"Chris-"

"How dare you!" She hissed venomously.

"What?" I asked innocently.

"You filthy-" She stopped abruptly. Probably couldn't find a suitable swear word. "How dare you sleep with my man..." Her voice shuddered with anger.

I quickly pushed away from her grasp and readjusted my collar. "I don't know what you're talking about..." I guess if I was guilty, I might be able to pretend I didn't do anything.

"You know perfectly well what I'm talking about... you... and him. On that couch!"

All right... she saw.

"First of all, Sirius isn't your man," I said. "And secondly, we merely fell asleep."

"Merely?! Merely, you say... " she was fuming in rage. I could almost see smoke spewing from her ears. "That was the most repulsive, most disgusting thing I have ever had the misfortune to see! God knows what could've happened before!"

"I wasn't-" I groaned in frustration. "It's all a big misunderstanding..."

"My eyes never lie..."

"It might look that way but it really isn't what you think..." I said pleadingly.

"I don't care, all I know is you were sleeping with Sirius Black!"

"Listen okay, Sirius hasn't been writing those letters to you!" I shouted feeling awfully frustrated.

"Of course he is, he said so in his letters!" said Christella defiantly.

I rolled my eyes to the heavens. "Well, duh!" I took a deep breath. "The twins have been sending letters to you... I saw them."

"That's not true... you're just making that up," she said, shaking her head.

"Oh yeah?"

"Fine, I shall ask Sirius myself," she said bossily. "I wonder how the news will come to the rest of the Slytherins..." she said with a sinister grin.

"Okay, how much will it take for you to keep it quiet?"

"Ah... scared of your reputation eh? Maybe you should've thought of that before..."

It was hard saying this but she was being something that rhymes with a witch.

"Please," I said with teeth gritted.

"I wonder how big boss of Nimbus aka Daddy will react..." she said with a sickeningly simpering voice. "I'm sure he'd like to know what his little girl is doing in her first year at Hogwarts."

I narrowed my eyes in fury. I drew the little velvet drawstring bag from my pocket and shoved it under her upturned nose.

"There's a lot of money in here, take it and keep your filthy mouth shut..." I warned. "Or miss out on a shopping spree in Hogsmeade," I said sweetly with a smile.

Christella's eyes glimmered and I knew she couldn't resist the money. She reached out to grab it but I pulled the bag away sharply.

"Ah... but if you do tell a soul," I said darkly. "Don't be too surprised when strange warts start to appear..."

Her lower lip shivered slightly as she fixed me with an ice-cold glare.

"Fine," she said finally, snatching the bag from my hands.

She mimed zipping her lips and locking it with a key. She shook the drawstring bag slightly probably for the pleasure of hearing the coins jungle and with a smirk and sashayed back to the dormitories with a smug look on her face.

The sun soon rose above the mountains and the clock struck eight. I headed down towards the Great hall for breakfast. I was nervous... butterflies were flitting around in my tummy as I got nearer and nearer to the Great Hall. Sirius would surely be there. I wasn't sure if I was ready to face him yet.

We could both probably pretend that nothing ever happened and continue our lives normally. But I was starting to feel more uncomfortable around him than ever.

Hoping that he and the Marauders weren't there at the Hall, I stepped in and scanned the Gryffindor table. There was Sirius. My heart gave a jolt and I immediately did a 180 degree turn on the spot. Before I could take another step, someone grabbed my arm roughly and pulled.