Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any other element of the story. Emily Black and her mother and brother are my creations so don't use without permission :) Sarah (sweets), Rilee, and Nephiro own themselves.

A/N: Ok. This chapter is a lot of Dialogue. Just like the others have been. But I promise the next chapter will be more along the lines of descriptions. The next chapter is special . . . Any. Read! And please review! Edited Note Yup. They are getting longer. It's just now that the chapters are a lot more closer to being 2000 words, putting them together is silly. This chapter (as in chapter 10) used to be called 'Rilee, Lily, and Nephiro' or something like that… and the original Warm-Up Sucks was like chapter 17. So. Yeah. I want at least 20 chapters, lol.

Chapter 10: Warm-ups Suck!

I was never so bored in my entire life, since only 1st and 2nd years (except Harry) were left in the Gryffindor Tower. So I took this time to talk to Professor Snape (not steal from him, just talk). I was aware of his dislike for my father and his groupies and wanted to know why.

I walked in the Potions classroom skeptical, I wasn't sure if Rilee had actually told him about last night. But, I put on my best "brave" face and approached his desk.

"No, you may not have any extra credit," he said to me, not looking up from his book.

"I don't need any extra credit, I'm doing fine in your class," I told him. Snape glanced at me, and narrowed his eyes.

"Yes, amazingly you are." He closed the book and stood up. "How may I help you, Black?"

"How much do you know of my parents?" He glared at me, like I was a demon in disguise. "I mean, Professor Lupin wasn't very helpful . . ." Snape's expression relaxed.

"Lupin wouldn't tell you anything, huh?" I shook my head.

"He told me how my mum died, but after that we got into a fight about my dad, technically I haven't talked to him since."

"Well . . . Your father was a troublemaker, just like you are now. His sudden disregard of the rules always was unknown to the Headmaster. I knew when they were doing something wrong though." He paused.

"Yeah, so?" He took a seat on the edge of his desk.

"But your mother was a nice girl. She should have been in Slytherin, like you should be." I looked up at the ceiling, not wanting to look at him. "She was the only Gryffindor worth talking to. Until-" He was cut off by someone rushing into the dungeon.

"Professor! There's a- There's a fight in the common room!" The person breathing was heavy and the words stumbled out her mouth quickly.

"Bloody kids," he muttered. "Go back to your house Black."

'Great, that told me nothing. Maybe I should just talk to Lupin again,' I sighed. This whole day was going bad. There was nothing to do. I took my time going back up to the tower, and then used my spare time to take a nap.

Lunchtime rolled around soon after that. I practically ran through the hallways to get to the Great Hall. It seemed I slept the whole day. 'God, I hope I didn't miss lunch!' I bustled in and saw people were still there, eating and having fun. I spotted Rilee and Nephiro talking at the Slytherin table. I nodded in her direction and sat down to eat. When I was finished, I got to my feet, and went over to the Slytherins. Others from Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff gave me dirty looks, along with people from my own house, I grinned at them as I past. 'Immature little brats.'

"Hey Nephiro. Rilee." I said taking a seat by them.

"What?" Riddle asked, looking up from her lunch.

"I just was saying hi. God, I'll leave then." I pushed up from the table, and swung my legs to the other side.

"Well how was I supposed to know? It's not like Draco is here."

"So Draco has to be here for me to say hello to people I know?"

"It's always been like that," she mumbled. "Draco is the one with the friends."

"Shut up you two. You sound like frickin' pigs. Squealing and whining." Rilee glared at Nephiro. "Bite me Nephiro."

"No thanks Rilee," Nep replied.

"I wasn't squealing!" I told Nephiro, in an annoyed tone.

"Uh huh. Sure," Nephiro retorted.

"You were. It was funny." Rilee grinned.

"You are not helping Rilee!" I stood up and put my hands on my hips. "You two can be more annoying than Hermione!"

Rilee forcefully stood up. "What did you just say?"

"You heard me!" I said, winking. "You aren't worth my time at the moment." I turned and walked away. Taking my sweet time I turned the corner and waited. 'Riddle should be here any moment,' I thought.

When she appeared, I jumped slightly. She nodded. "Let's go."

"OK," I answered dryly. I couldn't help but feel nervous. Strength wasn't my strong point . . . That's Zandyr's.

"Nervous?" she asked as we made our way to the archery range.

"How'd you know?" I asked, beginning to think she could read minds up top of all the other things she could do.

She glanced at me. "I was nervous too, when I first started. It's natural. But then again I also had a best friend teach me," she commented.

"Well, as you can tell, I have no friends." I forced a laugh. "I think everyone is too scared to even come near me."

"Well part of it is Draco's fault too. I mean he did tell everyone to..." She faded off. "You didn't hear that!"

"Hear what?" I tried to act all innocent, but ended up making me giggled.

She rolled her eyes, "Dork," she whispered "Alohomora," when we reached the familiar door and held it open for me to walk though. Closing the door behind her, I could hear her say another spell.

She turned around to me. "Well, today we're starting the basics." I shrugged.

"OK- you're the teacher." My stomach was uneasy but I walked out to the middle of the room with her anyway. I'm not going to chicken out now.

She got down onto her hands and knees. "We start with the push up. This isn't the normal push up that you probably did in school. This is a ballerina's push up. It's harder and works more muscles." I did the same as she did, and dropped down.

"Now what?"

"Do a normal push up only with your ankles crossed like this." She showed me what she meant. "Then you do it just like a normal one. It may hurt at first but the more you do it the easier it will become." I tried it, only to have my arms give out and me landing on my stomach. My cheeks got hot as I pushed myself back up into the original position. Trying it again, my body did the same thing.

"This is going to be a waste of time," I murmured, as I attempted to do another push-up. She looked at me from the corner of her eye. "This won't be a waste of time, Emi. You need to get stronger and this will help," she said, completing her sixth push up. I glared at her as she came back up with ease. "I guess I know what your homework will be."

"Can't I start with regular push-ups, then progress into the ballerina ones?" I asked, hoping the answer would be yes.

"No."

"Dammit," I hissed. ""And what do you mean by homework?"

She grinned at me, coming up again. "Am I not your teacher? Well teachers give homework. When we meet again in three days, I want you to be able to do ten of these with ease. She sat up, having finished her own ten.

"You've got to be kidding! I can't even do one!" I said loudly. I went down a little back needed to come back quickly. There was no way I was going to be able to do a full one of these.

"Well deal. Draco knows these too. Ask him to help if you want, but don't mention me! When Karasu taught me, I was only given one day, so feel lucky." I didn't reply. The truth is I didn't feel lucky, I felt like this was going to take too much of my time. But, I'm not a quitter, so I'll just have to deal.

"Draco knows how to do these?" I questioned. I shut my eyes and bite my lip as I endeavored another one, except this time I made it all the way down.

"Oh yes. He won't admit it to the general public or any other Slytherin but his mom made him take ballet." She broke off into laughter. "That was a great year."

"Well- that's disturbing news." I finished my push-ups slowly and got to my feet. "Done."

She nodded. "Yeah seeing him in tight pants when we were only eight was a little disturbing..."

She cleared her throat. "Anyway..." I shook my head to get the picture out of my mind. "You know you wanted that."

"Not exactly. Any other weird things I should know about Draco?" I smiled at her.

"No, there's nothing I can think of right now. Though I'm positive that there are more. They'll end up coming out randomly, at some time or another..."

"Goody." Telling me something like Draco taking ballet could disturb my focus and I could probably end up hurting myself from the disruption.

She looked up at the ceiling. "Maybe during Potions..."

"You do that and I know he'll hurt you . . . or at least try," I stated, knowing it was true. "So, what's next?"

She looked back down, "Huh? Oh right! Let's see, time for curls!"

"Curls? I really don't like the sound of those . . ."

A/N: For all you Nephiro fans out there cough Jess cough She'll be in the next chapter a little more because of an event that happens . . . Everyone that has come into play so far will be in the next one.

More Useless Humor:
"Not exactly. Any other weird things I should know about Draco?" I smiled at her.

"Well there was this one time at band camp..."

Rilee: DONT PUT THAT IN!!!!

OR

"Well he did try to bake cookies for his dolls once..."

Rilee: Don't put that in either!
Emi: why not? o.O that'd be hilarious... and it could give Emi bad pictures in her head every time she sees Draco