Howdy, All! Thanx so much for all your reviews! I appreciate them from
the bottom of my mushy little heart! *wink* Sorry it took so long to
update! I've been organizing my thoughts! . . . Really, I have! You
don't want to rush me! Then the story doesn't come out how I want it and
everything sounds like it was rushed! So give me time! *grin* The story
will definitely start heating up a bit pretty soon! Don't ask when . . .
just know it's coming! Ahhhh . . . life is good. Anywayz, don't allow me
to bore you . . . read on! ; }
Please forgive any spelling/grammar errors past this point!
Lo siento. Estoy muy cansada. No tengo el tiempo para correjir mis errores.
Translation: I'm sorry. I am very tired. I do not have the time to correct my errors.
You're a cool chica Sakura! You can help con mi espanol as much as you want! ^_~ Lord know I need the help!!!
p.s. don't bother trying to understand my little obsession with trying to talk in Spanish! I blame my sister for rubbing off on me! : + }
With no further delays, here it is! Number twenty! The big mile stone! Appreciate this one, it means a lot to me . . . even if it's probably not my best chapter . . . it's a mile stone none-the-less! Enjoy!
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True love cannot be found where it truly does not exist, nor can it be hidden where it truly does.
-unknown
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The rest of the weekend went by pretty slow and uneventful, considering the fact that everyone was trying to finish up the last week's bit of homework before the new one began. Everyone was really excited for Joey's new addition to the Gryffindor quidditch team, and people were curiously chattering about who could possibly fill the position for chaser.
By the time Monday had rolled around, everyone was restless at the thought that they would have to settle back into their normal routines. Halloween was over. Joey on the other hand, felt a huge amount of more energy, considering today would be her first ever quidditch practice. Unfortunately, the mail-in quidditch order she had made would take a few days for all of her new gear to arrive, so she was just going to have to settle with the school's equipment until then. Still, in all, she was practically bouncing up and down with liveliness during Monday's first period class: Advanced Potions.
It certainly seemed to Joey that she was the only one with any enthusiasm. Even Remus, who was Joey's lab partner, looked a little lost in thought while he chopped up his dragon's toenail for the potion they were concocting.
"What's up, Moony?" Joey whispered, trying to not attract McShailty's attention. She'd already gotten points taken away today because, according to Professor McShailty, her 'overly cheerful' demeanor was giving him a migraine on such an early Monday morning. Joey had rolled her eyes at this remark, but kept her merriment down to a pocket-sized beam.
Looking up at her a little startled, Remus gave a half shrug and looked back down at his work, cheeks a tad flushed. "Come, on," she coaxed with a very loving tone. "You know you want to tell me . . ." Remus glanced back up at her, trying to hide the smile that was creeping across his lips. Joey's joyful charisma was totally contagious. "It's about a *girl,* huh?"
"No . . ." Remus whispered back, obviously trying to mask his lie with a desperately serious expression.
"You lie, Remus Lupin!" Joey giggled, forgetting for a moment to keep her voice down.
"Miss Atra-mindless!" McShailty hissed at her from across the class room. "I suggest you keep your mouth SHUT! I highly doubt that the class is interested in Mr. Lupin's ideals in being honest!" Joey cowered down a bit before the professor turned back around to finish his work. She rolled her eyes, and so it was barely audible, whispered to Remus.
"Did he just make fun of my name?!!!" she seethed with anger. "Why, that good for nothing . . ."
"Joey!" Remus whispered back to her, a little louder than he had intended, as he gently grabbed her arm. "Relax! McShailty's a dick! We all know that . . . get over it. It's not worth losing your head over."
"Despite your suspicions of what anatomical organ I may bear a resemblance to, Mr. Lupin, I do still have ears . . . And I do suggest you become conscious of this fact before you join me in detention tomorrow night." McShailty's words cut through the hushed atmosphere of the potions room.
Remus just sat there, eyes wide in astonishment, looking quite like he had just 'shit a brick' from the shock of his professor overhearing him. Slowly turning his head to meet the Professor's cold eyes, Lupin gave him an extremely embarrassed, half nod and turned back to his friend.
Joey had her head tucked into the neck of her robes so that Remus couldn't see her face. It didn't matter that he couldn't anyways, because Joey was shaking so violently, that it was obvious that she was laughing her ass off. She slowly lifted her head out of her robe and brushed the tears away from her face. Her cheeks were a bright cherry, and she kept letting out little whimpers as she breathed, trying her best to return her pulse back to normal. Remus poked her playfully in the side as he realized the humor of the situation. After all, Professor McShailty did just hear his best student call him a dick!
Remus just shook his head slowly as he tried his best to suppress the smile on his face. Joey finally brought her eyes up to meet Remus', and she gave him a pleadingly sorry look that seemed just a little strange along with the squirrelly smile that was still plastered across her smooth features. The professor left to the back room of the classroom for a moment, leaving a quick window-of-opportunity for the students to converse quietly before his return.
"Well maybe detention won't be so bad!" Joey whispered, sure the McShailty wouldn't be able to hear them this time.
"Why's that?" he whispered with a bit of a depressed tone.
"Well, I kind of heard from a certain Ravenclaw sixth year, named Laura, that she has a potion-detention this Tuesday evening, as well," Joey mouthed, as she finished pouring the rest of their ingredients into the cauldron.
"REALLY?!" Remus' eyes were aglow.
"I knew it, Remus!" Joey shrieked with joy. "It *is* a girl that's on your mind!" Remus' face fell flat.
"Joey! That was too sneaky! I can't believe you would lie to me, just to get me to admit my feelings for Laura!" A devious smile played across Joey's face.
"Who said I lied?" she laughed. "I was just trying to get you to open up to a few things by giving you a little incentive."
"So does Laura have detention tomorrow, or not?" Remus asked. Joey nodded yes, and a shy smile was now visible on the blued-eyed boy's face.
"I saw her in the library yesterday. She was telling me how she had detention for a few nights this week with Professor McShailty." Remus frowned.
"It doesn't sound like Laura to be such a trouble maker!" he reasoned.
"I know, but it wasn't her fault. Apparently the Professor wrote something incorrectly on the board and Laura called him on it . . . McShailty wasn't too pleased, so he called her a 'disrespectful little cretin,' and then forced her to have detention!" Remus looked a little shocked.
"It's weird she never told me all of this!"
"She said she didn't want you thinking lowly of her . . . she's a really smart Ravenclaw, you know . . . she didn't want you to think that she was some dumb bimbo, or anything." Remus' frown increased.
"I wouldn't think that! I was actually going to . . ." Remus trailed off as he broke his eye contact with Joey and his cheeks deepened into a violent shade of scarlet. Joey had never seen him like this before, and it made her want to burst with excitement.
"Ask her out, perhaps?!" Joey couldn't contain her glee when Remus nodded, and she squealed as she jumped out of her chair and threw her arms around her werewolf buddy. "You guys are soooo perfect for each other!!! You are both so intelligent, and your personalities match perfectly!"
Professor McShailty came back into the room just as Joey was hugging Remus. An enormous glower crossed over the teachers face.
"Miss Atra-mentoucher!" the classed giggled with contentment at the suggestive name-calling. "I thought I told you to keep your annoyingly excitable feelings to yourself this morning?!" The professor looked very angry with her, but then, suddenly, a very sinister smile crawled over his ugly little features. "Perhaps I have a suitable punishment for the two of you . . ."
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"TUTORING?!!!" Sirius bellowed with laughter after he had met up with Remus and Joey after their potions class. The two nodded crossly.
"He says it's a suitable punishment for his two most intelligent students to misbehave," Joey sneered.
"What the hell do you guys have to do?" Sirius asked, trying to sound a little more caring. The whole situation seemed pretty hilarious to him.
"Well," Remus explained, "we only have to tutor the Gryffindor students that are having trouble with potions. McShailty says he has a few students who need some extra help with the subject, so now we have to help tutor the of students that are in some of his lower classes."
"This is ridiculous!" Sirius jeered. "What in the hell did you guys do to get a punishment like this?!"
"I hugged him!" Joey said. Sirius cocked an eyebrow at Remus.
"Oh I see how it is!" Sirius said with a teasing tone. "So I'm gonna have to keep an eye on Moony, now, to stay away from my girl!"
"Now, don't suggest that for a minute!" Remus laughed.
"On the contrary, Padfoot," Joey giggled mischievously, "our friend Moony over here has his cute little eye set on another fair maiden!"
"Is that right?" Sirius joined in on the fun.
"What do you mean by *another* fair maiden?" Remus teased. "I don't see any fair maidens around here!" Joey punched Remus on the arm a little more than just playfully.
"Excuse me! But you happen to be looking right at a fair maiden, thank you very much!" Joey retorted. They now entered a pretty empty corridor on the way to Joey's transfiguration classroom. Sirius and Remus planned to drop her off before they headed out to their own class, Care of Magical Creatures.
"So who's the babe?" Sirius questioned like he hadn't even heard Joey trying to pick a fight with Remus. "Is it that chick you were with at the ball?" Remus nodded happily. Joey scrunched up her nose in what looked like a sign of annoyance.
"What is with you guys and referring to an average girl with the label 'babe' and 'chick'?" she demanded as they approached the transfiguration classroom the two boys would drop her off at.
"Because, Sweetie . . ." Sirius said in a soothing tone as he drew her right in front of himself and leaned his forehead up against hers, their noses touching gently, "I save all of the *flattering* 'terms of endearment' for when I'm referring to you." He intertwined his hands with hers and gave her an innocent, affectionate smile that gave Joey goose bumps along her neck. She couldn't help smile when looking deep into his twinkling, silver eyes.
She whispered melodiously into his ear as he pulled her in even closer, "Despite your keen, yet pathetic efforts to get laid, I suppose your toil won't be completely overlooked."
At her words, Sirius' eyebrows shot up, his jaw dropped open and his grip on her hands went limp. Joey tried hard not to burst with laughter at his obvious surprise, and she gave Sirius a suggestive smirk and cocked her eyebrows at him.
Then she nonchalantly gave him a little peck on his bottom lip that was still hanging down with his mouth open, and casually spun around towards the open door to her next class. She gave Remus a nod and a smile, and continued into her class without looking back.
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Second period went by extremely fast, and Sirius 'miraculously' found a new spring in his step. Remus found this quite humorous and managed to tease him about it all through class. Though Sirius denied any change in his attitude from that morning, he couldn't be in denial with himself that he couldn't stop thinking about Joey. He had it *bad.*
Even at lunch, Sirius could barely take his eyes off Joey as she sat across from him, and a few places down. She was intently having a conversation with Lily and a few other girls, and took no notice of Sirius' gaze.
Taking advantage of his lack of awareness, Flam had managed to waddle over to a corner of Sirius' plate and continuously munch away at his slice of meat. James started chuckling as he realized this.
"Hey, Sirius . . . looks like you've got a friend, there!" Sirius mildly glanced down at his plate to find Flam there. He gave a rather mechanical smile and began stroking the bird, only to return his longing stare back to Joey. She had finished talking with the girls and was now focusing on the food in front of her as the other girls continued to talk about something she seemed to have no interest in.
Sirius was clearly not with it, and James wanted to know why. "Uhhh . . . earth-to-Sirius! What's with you, man?"
His words almost shook him awake, and Sirius kind of gave him a confused look. Remus started chuckling to himself as he realized what was up, and Joey looked over from her meal as she heard the little inquiry directed at her boyfriend.
"What?" he asked quizzically.
"Well, for one thing, that bird has eaten more of your food than you have," James pointed out, "and another thing, you can't seem to take your eyes off someone that you see every day!"
Sirius' cheeks went a little pink as he glanced back over at Joey and then back down at what was left of his meal. James just shook his head, gave half a shrug, and went back to his food. There were just some things he shouldn't even bother trying to understand about his best friend.
Glancing back up at Joey, Sirius realized that she was now looking at him intently. He gave her a very flirtatious smirk to have it returned to him with a very knowing smile. The look Joey was giving him almost made him a little uncomfortable. It was a look that said she knew too much about something, but he wasn't sure what.
Joey on the other hand, was quite pleased with the job she had done. The statement she had made earlier was obviously still affecting her boyfriend, and she wanted to take advantage of it. After all, she still had the confidence she had newly acquired from being accepted onto the quidditch team. She was practically a new and improved person!
Temptingly holding his eye contact, Joey picked up her fork which still had the remnants of her chocolate cake on it. She gradually and not to mention, *avidly*, slid her tongue up the side of the fork and allowed the sweet frosting to glide into her half-parted mouth. Sirius sucked in a quick breath and just held it in his lungs. The cool flames that were alight in his eyes were even visible from where Joey was seated. She pursed her lips together with a slight smirk and ran her tongue along her upper lip. Sirius bit down hard on his lower lip and broke the eye contact between them.
Before he had blocked out everything around him, but now he became aware of the conversation the three marauders around him were having. He tried his best to concentrate on what they were talking about, but his heart beat was sporadic, and he could feel little beads of sweat developing along his hairline. He let out a slow breath and didn't look back at Joey for the rest of lunch.
A furtive smile slipped up her lightly freckled cheeks, and she attentively kept an eye on Sirius' facial expressions. He was loosing it. She was having fun. It was a sweet revenge she was enjoying for all the times he had tempted her by getting so very close to her lips and then smugly pulling away, causing her to go practically mad with yearning. Two people could play at that game, and Joey was now up a few points. She didn't feel guilty, though . . . she would make it up to him later.
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Third period rolled around and Joey soon found herself in Charms class, sitting comfortably next to Sirius. They kept stealing looks at each other, and finally Professor Flitwick had them all working out of their text books with their partners as he passed back the essays they had written the week before. Sirius, of course, was working with Joey, and now took the chance to talk to her in whispers.
"What did you mean by the comment you made earlier?" he barely murmured into her ear. Without even glancing up at him, Joey smiled and decided to play dumb.
"What comment did I make?" she asked, starting to write something down on the parchment with her quill.
"You said . . ." he bit his lip. He couldn't bring himself to say it. Joey pressed her eyes closed trying to keep her composure and not start giggling. She didn't know it had been *this* hard on the poor guy. She finally glanced up into his face and gave him a smirk.
"I know what I said," she whispered and looked back down at her text book. Sirius was waiting for her to finish her thought, but it never came. He was anxious to know what she was thinking; whether or not she knew what she was doing to him. His canine instincts flooded through his body, and the lust and yearning rushing with it gave him more desires and urges than he could appropriately express in the Charms classroom. (*author gives suggestive cough*)
Then he felt it. Under the table, Joey's hand had slid onto his leg, about mid-thy level. He had his clothes and robes on, but it didn't matter; her touch sent electrical currents up his leg when her fingers gently contracted against his firm quad muscles. He didn't want her to see him struggle. She was playing with him and he knew it. It was a losing battle, and he was going down fast.
He was biting down sharply on his tongue and his eyes were frantically scanning his charms book to find a distraction when Joey's grip had loosened on his leg and her hand dropped away. He relaxed a bit before he realized that the charms teacher was standing in front of him holding his paper out for him to take. He felt his face flush as he accepted the paper without comment.
"Well?" asked the professor expectantly.
"Well what?" Sirius asked trying to use the most respectful tone possible.
"I just asked you if you were feeling alright, boy," laughed the short, little professor.
"Yes, of course I'm alright!" he said like he was actually telling the truth. "Why wouldn't I be alright?"
"Well," began the professor, "I just announced to the students that you had received the highest marks in the class on the paper you wrote, but you just sat there, still frantically scanning your text book."
"Oh," Sirius laughed nervously, "well, you know how wrapped up I can get in my charms homework!" Joey let out a snort of laughter, and was met with a few curious glances from some students around her. Needless to say, she quickly got a hold of herself.
Professor Flitwick gave Sirius a bit of a worried smile and then nodded. He turned around and continued to pass out the papers. Sirius exhaled slowly. He gave a sideways glance over at Joey to see the guilty look play across her face. They both started smiling to themselves.
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That evening, the Gryffindor quidditch team crowded into the locker room before practice began. While the team waited for Captain Weald to arrive, Joey had a chance to chat with the players that she had met Saturday, and then meet the one player that she hadn't met yet: the second chaser on the team, named Joseph. The team still was down a chaser, so they were only consisting of a six player lineup.
Joey had just started having a conversation with the teams keeper, Robert, about how his arm was doing much better from her massive wallop the other day, when Weald came strutting into the locker room, looking mighty pleased with himself. Joey was almost disgusted at the smug look on his face, and she could hear Robert, behind her, mumble something to Nick that sounded a lot like '. . . must have got some . . .'
Weald grinned down at all of them as they took their seats on the locker room's benches. He nodded at Joey, showing he acknowledged her presence. Everyone thought that he smelled a lot like women's perfume that had gotten rubbed off onto him during a little 'snog session,' but they all kept their mouths shut.
Then, Weald decided to open his mouth to speak. Joey thought it looked like he had a smudged-up red shade of lipstick across his mouth, but then decided that perhaps she was imagining it . . . or maybe not. After all, there had to me *some reason* why he was fifteen minutes late.
"You guys are going to be very pleased with me!" he practically boasted with the ridiculously, self-righteous grin still plastered across his semi- handsome features. "I have finally ended our struggle for finding ourselves a complete quidditch team . . ." he paused a moment for the suspenseful effect, ". . . I have finally recruited us a third chaser!"
The team began whispering excitedly as Weald just beamed happily down at everybody. Everyone started harassing him about who it was, and Weald just turned around and walked over to the door, his smile growing ever bigger. His hand was on the door knob now, but he didn't swing the door open. He still needed to finish his thought.
"Now when you guys see this person, I don't want to hear any grumbling from any of you!" he paused for a moment as if choosing his next words carefully. "I think this person can be a fine . . . *asset* to the team, and you should all give them a chance before throwing stones."
The whole team nodded reluctantly. By the way Weald was talking to them, it sounded like he had done something **really** stupid (extra emphasis on the really). Who the hell had he picked?! Joey had only just joined the team that evening, and even she found herself extremely nervous about what Weald had committed them all to.
With a final nod, Weald opened the door to the locker room. Everyone held their breath, and in walked . . .
***Catrina Strumpet***
Ugggg! We hate Catrina! That bitch! (imagine the tone of the word 'bitch' the same as the tone from Legally Blond, when the gay guy storms out of the court room! Hehehe! That's such a funny movie! ) Anywayz, what the hell is Catrina doing here?! Well, I bet you guys can guess what Weald was doing before he showed up . . . and who he was doing it with. After all, how *else* could Catrina have gotten on the team?! Oh, well . . . I'll cover that more next chapter! Hope you enjoyed this one! There's much more Sirius/Joey to come! (insert suggestive eyebrow waggling) Didn't you just *love* to watch him struggle under the evil, evil wrath of Joey?! Bwahahaha! Sweet, sweet revenge! It's got to be the canine impulses that make it so *difficult* for him to control himself! *evil grin* OH! And there' more Remus/Laura to come too! Please review! Thanx a bundle and much luv to all! = ]
-Sara (a.k.a. Sportzjunkie)
Question to note to myself: Did I spell 'Flitwick' right?
Please forgive any spelling/grammar errors past this point!
Lo siento. Estoy muy cansada. No tengo el tiempo para correjir mis errores.
Translation: I'm sorry. I am very tired. I do not have the time to correct my errors.
You're a cool chica Sakura! You can help con mi espanol as much as you want! ^_~ Lord know I need the help!!!
p.s. don't bother trying to understand my little obsession with trying to talk in Spanish! I blame my sister for rubbing off on me! : + }
With no further delays, here it is! Number twenty! The big mile stone! Appreciate this one, it means a lot to me . . . even if it's probably not my best chapter . . . it's a mile stone none-the-less! Enjoy!
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True love cannot be found where it truly does not exist, nor can it be hidden where it truly does.
-unknown
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The rest of the weekend went by pretty slow and uneventful, considering the fact that everyone was trying to finish up the last week's bit of homework before the new one began. Everyone was really excited for Joey's new addition to the Gryffindor quidditch team, and people were curiously chattering about who could possibly fill the position for chaser.
By the time Monday had rolled around, everyone was restless at the thought that they would have to settle back into their normal routines. Halloween was over. Joey on the other hand, felt a huge amount of more energy, considering today would be her first ever quidditch practice. Unfortunately, the mail-in quidditch order she had made would take a few days for all of her new gear to arrive, so she was just going to have to settle with the school's equipment until then. Still, in all, she was practically bouncing up and down with liveliness during Monday's first period class: Advanced Potions.
It certainly seemed to Joey that she was the only one with any enthusiasm. Even Remus, who was Joey's lab partner, looked a little lost in thought while he chopped up his dragon's toenail for the potion they were concocting.
"What's up, Moony?" Joey whispered, trying to not attract McShailty's attention. She'd already gotten points taken away today because, according to Professor McShailty, her 'overly cheerful' demeanor was giving him a migraine on such an early Monday morning. Joey had rolled her eyes at this remark, but kept her merriment down to a pocket-sized beam.
Looking up at her a little startled, Remus gave a half shrug and looked back down at his work, cheeks a tad flushed. "Come, on," she coaxed with a very loving tone. "You know you want to tell me . . ." Remus glanced back up at her, trying to hide the smile that was creeping across his lips. Joey's joyful charisma was totally contagious. "It's about a *girl,* huh?"
"No . . ." Remus whispered back, obviously trying to mask his lie with a desperately serious expression.
"You lie, Remus Lupin!" Joey giggled, forgetting for a moment to keep her voice down.
"Miss Atra-mindless!" McShailty hissed at her from across the class room. "I suggest you keep your mouth SHUT! I highly doubt that the class is interested in Mr. Lupin's ideals in being honest!" Joey cowered down a bit before the professor turned back around to finish his work. She rolled her eyes, and so it was barely audible, whispered to Remus.
"Did he just make fun of my name?!!!" she seethed with anger. "Why, that good for nothing . . ."
"Joey!" Remus whispered back to her, a little louder than he had intended, as he gently grabbed her arm. "Relax! McShailty's a dick! We all know that . . . get over it. It's not worth losing your head over."
"Despite your suspicions of what anatomical organ I may bear a resemblance to, Mr. Lupin, I do still have ears . . . And I do suggest you become conscious of this fact before you join me in detention tomorrow night." McShailty's words cut through the hushed atmosphere of the potions room.
Remus just sat there, eyes wide in astonishment, looking quite like he had just 'shit a brick' from the shock of his professor overhearing him. Slowly turning his head to meet the Professor's cold eyes, Lupin gave him an extremely embarrassed, half nod and turned back to his friend.
Joey had her head tucked into the neck of her robes so that Remus couldn't see her face. It didn't matter that he couldn't anyways, because Joey was shaking so violently, that it was obvious that she was laughing her ass off. She slowly lifted her head out of her robe and brushed the tears away from her face. Her cheeks were a bright cherry, and she kept letting out little whimpers as she breathed, trying her best to return her pulse back to normal. Remus poked her playfully in the side as he realized the humor of the situation. After all, Professor McShailty did just hear his best student call him a dick!
Remus just shook his head slowly as he tried his best to suppress the smile on his face. Joey finally brought her eyes up to meet Remus', and she gave him a pleadingly sorry look that seemed just a little strange along with the squirrelly smile that was still plastered across her smooth features. The professor left to the back room of the classroom for a moment, leaving a quick window-of-opportunity for the students to converse quietly before his return.
"Well maybe detention won't be so bad!" Joey whispered, sure the McShailty wouldn't be able to hear them this time.
"Why's that?" he whispered with a bit of a depressed tone.
"Well, I kind of heard from a certain Ravenclaw sixth year, named Laura, that she has a potion-detention this Tuesday evening, as well," Joey mouthed, as she finished pouring the rest of their ingredients into the cauldron.
"REALLY?!" Remus' eyes were aglow.
"I knew it, Remus!" Joey shrieked with joy. "It *is* a girl that's on your mind!" Remus' face fell flat.
"Joey! That was too sneaky! I can't believe you would lie to me, just to get me to admit my feelings for Laura!" A devious smile played across Joey's face.
"Who said I lied?" she laughed. "I was just trying to get you to open up to a few things by giving you a little incentive."
"So does Laura have detention tomorrow, or not?" Remus asked. Joey nodded yes, and a shy smile was now visible on the blued-eyed boy's face.
"I saw her in the library yesterday. She was telling me how she had detention for a few nights this week with Professor McShailty." Remus frowned.
"It doesn't sound like Laura to be such a trouble maker!" he reasoned.
"I know, but it wasn't her fault. Apparently the Professor wrote something incorrectly on the board and Laura called him on it . . . McShailty wasn't too pleased, so he called her a 'disrespectful little cretin,' and then forced her to have detention!" Remus looked a little shocked.
"It's weird she never told me all of this!"
"She said she didn't want you thinking lowly of her . . . she's a really smart Ravenclaw, you know . . . she didn't want you to think that she was some dumb bimbo, or anything." Remus' frown increased.
"I wouldn't think that! I was actually going to . . ." Remus trailed off as he broke his eye contact with Joey and his cheeks deepened into a violent shade of scarlet. Joey had never seen him like this before, and it made her want to burst with excitement.
"Ask her out, perhaps?!" Joey couldn't contain her glee when Remus nodded, and she squealed as she jumped out of her chair and threw her arms around her werewolf buddy. "You guys are soooo perfect for each other!!! You are both so intelligent, and your personalities match perfectly!"
Professor McShailty came back into the room just as Joey was hugging Remus. An enormous glower crossed over the teachers face.
"Miss Atra-mentoucher!" the classed giggled with contentment at the suggestive name-calling. "I thought I told you to keep your annoyingly excitable feelings to yourself this morning?!" The professor looked very angry with her, but then, suddenly, a very sinister smile crawled over his ugly little features. "Perhaps I have a suitable punishment for the two of you . . ."
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"TUTORING?!!!" Sirius bellowed with laughter after he had met up with Remus and Joey after their potions class. The two nodded crossly.
"He says it's a suitable punishment for his two most intelligent students to misbehave," Joey sneered.
"What the hell do you guys have to do?" Sirius asked, trying to sound a little more caring. The whole situation seemed pretty hilarious to him.
"Well," Remus explained, "we only have to tutor the Gryffindor students that are having trouble with potions. McShailty says he has a few students who need some extra help with the subject, so now we have to help tutor the of students that are in some of his lower classes."
"This is ridiculous!" Sirius jeered. "What in the hell did you guys do to get a punishment like this?!"
"I hugged him!" Joey said. Sirius cocked an eyebrow at Remus.
"Oh I see how it is!" Sirius said with a teasing tone. "So I'm gonna have to keep an eye on Moony, now, to stay away from my girl!"
"Now, don't suggest that for a minute!" Remus laughed.
"On the contrary, Padfoot," Joey giggled mischievously, "our friend Moony over here has his cute little eye set on another fair maiden!"
"Is that right?" Sirius joined in on the fun.
"What do you mean by *another* fair maiden?" Remus teased. "I don't see any fair maidens around here!" Joey punched Remus on the arm a little more than just playfully.
"Excuse me! But you happen to be looking right at a fair maiden, thank you very much!" Joey retorted. They now entered a pretty empty corridor on the way to Joey's transfiguration classroom. Sirius and Remus planned to drop her off before they headed out to their own class, Care of Magical Creatures.
"So who's the babe?" Sirius questioned like he hadn't even heard Joey trying to pick a fight with Remus. "Is it that chick you were with at the ball?" Remus nodded happily. Joey scrunched up her nose in what looked like a sign of annoyance.
"What is with you guys and referring to an average girl with the label 'babe' and 'chick'?" she demanded as they approached the transfiguration classroom the two boys would drop her off at.
"Because, Sweetie . . ." Sirius said in a soothing tone as he drew her right in front of himself and leaned his forehead up against hers, their noses touching gently, "I save all of the *flattering* 'terms of endearment' for when I'm referring to you." He intertwined his hands with hers and gave her an innocent, affectionate smile that gave Joey goose bumps along her neck. She couldn't help smile when looking deep into his twinkling, silver eyes.
She whispered melodiously into his ear as he pulled her in even closer, "Despite your keen, yet pathetic efforts to get laid, I suppose your toil won't be completely overlooked."
At her words, Sirius' eyebrows shot up, his jaw dropped open and his grip on her hands went limp. Joey tried hard not to burst with laughter at his obvious surprise, and she gave Sirius a suggestive smirk and cocked her eyebrows at him.
Then she nonchalantly gave him a little peck on his bottom lip that was still hanging down with his mouth open, and casually spun around towards the open door to her next class. She gave Remus a nod and a smile, and continued into her class without looking back.
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Second period went by extremely fast, and Sirius 'miraculously' found a new spring in his step. Remus found this quite humorous and managed to tease him about it all through class. Though Sirius denied any change in his attitude from that morning, he couldn't be in denial with himself that he couldn't stop thinking about Joey. He had it *bad.*
Even at lunch, Sirius could barely take his eyes off Joey as she sat across from him, and a few places down. She was intently having a conversation with Lily and a few other girls, and took no notice of Sirius' gaze.
Taking advantage of his lack of awareness, Flam had managed to waddle over to a corner of Sirius' plate and continuously munch away at his slice of meat. James started chuckling as he realized this.
"Hey, Sirius . . . looks like you've got a friend, there!" Sirius mildly glanced down at his plate to find Flam there. He gave a rather mechanical smile and began stroking the bird, only to return his longing stare back to Joey. She had finished talking with the girls and was now focusing on the food in front of her as the other girls continued to talk about something she seemed to have no interest in.
Sirius was clearly not with it, and James wanted to know why. "Uhhh . . . earth-to-Sirius! What's with you, man?"
His words almost shook him awake, and Sirius kind of gave him a confused look. Remus started chuckling to himself as he realized what was up, and Joey looked over from her meal as she heard the little inquiry directed at her boyfriend.
"What?" he asked quizzically.
"Well, for one thing, that bird has eaten more of your food than you have," James pointed out, "and another thing, you can't seem to take your eyes off someone that you see every day!"
Sirius' cheeks went a little pink as he glanced back over at Joey and then back down at what was left of his meal. James just shook his head, gave half a shrug, and went back to his food. There were just some things he shouldn't even bother trying to understand about his best friend.
Glancing back up at Joey, Sirius realized that she was now looking at him intently. He gave her a very flirtatious smirk to have it returned to him with a very knowing smile. The look Joey was giving him almost made him a little uncomfortable. It was a look that said she knew too much about something, but he wasn't sure what.
Joey on the other hand, was quite pleased with the job she had done. The statement she had made earlier was obviously still affecting her boyfriend, and she wanted to take advantage of it. After all, she still had the confidence she had newly acquired from being accepted onto the quidditch team. She was practically a new and improved person!
Temptingly holding his eye contact, Joey picked up her fork which still had the remnants of her chocolate cake on it. She gradually and not to mention, *avidly*, slid her tongue up the side of the fork and allowed the sweet frosting to glide into her half-parted mouth. Sirius sucked in a quick breath and just held it in his lungs. The cool flames that were alight in his eyes were even visible from where Joey was seated. She pursed her lips together with a slight smirk and ran her tongue along her upper lip. Sirius bit down hard on his lower lip and broke the eye contact between them.
Before he had blocked out everything around him, but now he became aware of the conversation the three marauders around him were having. He tried his best to concentrate on what they were talking about, but his heart beat was sporadic, and he could feel little beads of sweat developing along his hairline. He let out a slow breath and didn't look back at Joey for the rest of lunch.
A furtive smile slipped up her lightly freckled cheeks, and she attentively kept an eye on Sirius' facial expressions. He was loosing it. She was having fun. It was a sweet revenge she was enjoying for all the times he had tempted her by getting so very close to her lips and then smugly pulling away, causing her to go practically mad with yearning. Two people could play at that game, and Joey was now up a few points. She didn't feel guilty, though . . . she would make it up to him later.
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Third period rolled around and Joey soon found herself in Charms class, sitting comfortably next to Sirius. They kept stealing looks at each other, and finally Professor Flitwick had them all working out of their text books with their partners as he passed back the essays they had written the week before. Sirius, of course, was working with Joey, and now took the chance to talk to her in whispers.
"What did you mean by the comment you made earlier?" he barely murmured into her ear. Without even glancing up at him, Joey smiled and decided to play dumb.
"What comment did I make?" she asked, starting to write something down on the parchment with her quill.
"You said . . ." he bit his lip. He couldn't bring himself to say it. Joey pressed her eyes closed trying to keep her composure and not start giggling. She didn't know it had been *this* hard on the poor guy. She finally glanced up into his face and gave him a smirk.
"I know what I said," she whispered and looked back down at her text book. Sirius was waiting for her to finish her thought, but it never came. He was anxious to know what she was thinking; whether or not she knew what she was doing to him. His canine instincts flooded through his body, and the lust and yearning rushing with it gave him more desires and urges than he could appropriately express in the Charms classroom. (*author gives suggestive cough*)
Then he felt it. Under the table, Joey's hand had slid onto his leg, about mid-thy level. He had his clothes and robes on, but it didn't matter; her touch sent electrical currents up his leg when her fingers gently contracted against his firm quad muscles. He didn't want her to see him struggle. She was playing with him and he knew it. It was a losing battle, and he was going down fast.
He was biting down sharply on his tongue and his eyes were frantically scanning his charms book to find a distraction when Joey's grip had loosened on his leg and her hand dropped away. He relaxed a bit before he realized that the charms teacher was standing in front of him holding his paper out for him to take. He felt his face flush as he accepted the paper without comment.
"Well?" asked the professor expectantly.
"Well what?" Sirius asked trying to use the most respectful tone possible.
"I just asked you if you were feeling alright, boy," laughed the short, little professor.
"Yes, of course I'm alright!" he said like he was actually telling the truth. "Why wouldn't I be alright?"
"Well," began the professor, "I just announced to the students that you had received the highest marks in the class on the paper you wrote, but you just sat there, still frantically scanning your text book."
"Oh," Sirius laughed nervously, "well, you know how wrapped up I can get in my charms homework!" Joey let out a snort of laughter, and was met with a few curious glances from some students around her. Needless to say, she quickly got a hold of herself.
Professor Flitwick gave Sirius a bit of a worried smile and then nodded. He turned around and continued to pass out the papers. Sirius exhaled slowly. He gave a sideways glance over at Joey to see the guilty look play across her face. They both started smiling to themselves.
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That evening, the Gryffindor quidditch team crowded into the locker room before practice began. While the team waited for Captain Weald to arrive, Joey had a chance to chat with the players that she had met Saturday, and then meet the one player that she hadn't met yet: the second chaser on the team, named Joseph. The team still was down a chaser, so they were only consisting of a six player lineup.
Joey had just started having a conversation with the teams keeper, Robert, about how his arm was doing much better from her massive wallop the other day, when Weald came strutting into the locker room, looking mighty pleased with himself. Joey was almost disgusted at the smug look on his face, and she could hear Robert, behind her, mumble something to Nick that sounded a lot like '. . . must have got some . . .'
Weald grinned down at all of them as they took their seats on the locker room's benches. He nodded at Joey, showing he acknowledged her presence. Everyone thought that he smelled a lot like women's perfume that had gotten rubbed off onto him during a little 'snog session,' but they all kept their mouths shut.
Then, Weald decided to open his mouth to speak. Joey thought it looked like he had a smudged-up red shade of lipstick across his mouth, but then decided that perhaps she was imagining it . . . or maybe not. After all, there had to me *some reason* why he was fifteen minutes late.
"You guys are going to be very pleased with me!" he practically boasted with the ridiculously, self-righteous grin still plastered across his semi- handsome features. "I have finally ended our struggle for finding ourselves a complete quidditch team . . ." he paused a moment for the suspenseful effect, ". . . I have finally recruited us a third chaser!"
The team began whispering excitedly as Weald just beamed happily down at everybody. Everyone started harassing him about who it was, and Weald just turned around and walked over to the door, his smile growing ever bigger. His hand was on the door knob now, but he didn't swing the door open. He still needed to finish his thought.
"Now when you guys see this person, I don't want to hear any grumbling from any of you!" he paused for a moment as if choosing his next words carefully. "I think this person can be a fine . . . *asset* to the team, and you should all give them a chance before throwing stones."
The whole team nodded reluctantly. By the way Weald was talking to them, it sounded like he had done something **really** stupid (extra emphasis on the really). Who the hell had he picked?! Joey had only just joined the team that evening, and even she found herself extremely nervous about what Weald had committed them all to.
With a final nod, Weald opened the door to the locker room. Everyone held their breath, and in walked . . .
***Catrina Strumpet***
Ugggg! We hate Catrina! That bitch! (imagine the tone of the word 'bitch' the same as the tone from Legally Blond, when the gay guy storms out of the court room! Hehehe! That's such a funny movie! ) Anywayz, what the hell is Catrina doing here?! Well, I bet you guys can guess what Weald was doing before he showed up . . . and who he was doing it with. After all, how *else* could Catrina have gotten on the team?! Oh, well . . . I'll cover that more next chapter! Hope you enjoyed this one! There's much more Sirius/Joey to come! (insert suggestive eyebrow waggling) Didn't you just *love* to watch him struggle under the evil, evil wrath of Joey?! Bwahahaha! Sweet, sweet revenge! It's got to be the canine impulses that make it so *difficult* for him to control himself! *evil grin* OH! And there' more Remus/Laura to come too! Please review! Thanx a bundle and much luv to all! = ]
-Sara (a.k.a. Sportzjunkie)
Question to note to myself: Did I spell 'Flitwick' right?