Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any other element of the story. Emily Black and her mother, brother (Zandyr), and Isaac are my creations so don't use without permission :) Sarah (sweets), Rilee, and Nephiro own themselves.
Chapter 12: Stupid LupinI was skeptical about leaving the Great Hall the next morning knowing what to expect. The Headmaster replaced the Fat Lady with some crazy knight that decided that I was the enemy . . . which to most people is true. I expected Harry to be scared like the rest but he smiled at me but kept walking.
I felt angry. Dumbledore is right. I am not my father, but it's hard to ignore everyone's comments. "Look out! It's Black, she'll claw you to death!" Others screamed or looked away . . . only people who weren't really fazed about this whole thing were the Slytherins, in fact I think they like me more now.
Deciding to skip my Transfiguration lesson and I went to see Dumbledore about Draco's birthday. If anyone can help about it, he can. I stood looking at the gargoyle in complete confusion, waiting for something to happen.
"Open," I hissed harshly. Suddenly the griffin turned and spiraled up the wall, exposing a set of marble stairs. I heard voices coming from the top, and immediately hid in the shadows.
"She is my student! I should be included in the interrogation!" Snape sneered as him and Lupin came into my view.
"Well really, Severus, it is a matter of utmost confidentiality. Not every teacher can be included you know."
"But he didn't even let Minerva stay, and she's the Deputy Headmistress!" I sighed at Snapoe's stupidity and walked out of the shadows.
"Uhhh . . . Professors?" I spoke up louder than I normally would.
"Black! What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be in a classroom somewhere learning something?" Snape questioned, looking slightly uncomfortable.
"Yea. . .Transfiguration," I replied grimly. 'It's such a boring subject. Who would want to learn it?'
"Ok. . .I can see why you'd want to ditch it but that is still not acceptable behavior. Go off to class or I'll have to do something about it," Lupin said.
"I have a reason to be here," I said coolly.
"Really? Do tell us your so-called 'reason'," Snape intervened.
"I have to see Professor Dumbledore," I stated as though it were the simplest thing in the world. "Why else would I be out next to the headmaster's office instead of in class? It's like begging to be caught."
"Well, the headmaster is preoccupied at the moment. Very important business. It will take up the rest of the day. School junk, you know," Lupin responded quickly. 'He's a bad liar.'
"Well then maybe one of you two can help me."
"Sure. What do you need?" Lupin asked, obviously relieved I didn't wish to pursue the matter of Dumbledore's activity. 'Out of this school.'
"I'm sort of. . .in debt to Draco. I need to get him a birthday present but have no way to obtain something to give him," I replied. "And no, I don't want your advice on what to get him. I can take care of that myself." Both Lupin and Snapoe gave a sigh of relief.
"And this concerns us how?" Snape commented.
I cleared my throat and said, "I repeat: I have no way to obtain it."
"So? Make him something."
"No." I showed them the necklace he got me. "See? This is what he gave me. I can't just go make him a crummy present when he goes out and buys me something like this."
"True. . .but I still don't see how this concerns us."
"I want to go to Hogsmeade but I don't have a permission form. I was hoping one of you, or preferably Dumbledore, could chaperone me or something."
"Why don't you go to McGonagall. She is the head of your house and the current teacher of your class that you should be in, right now, not the two of us. We have better things to do then play babysitter to a class skipper. Be gone," Snape ordered, waving his hand at me.
"You look like a little girl when you do that," I insulted, turning away. Lupin laughed and I could feel Snape giving me a death glare. I smiled and left.
I heard footsteps trail behind me. 'Damn it! He's going to take points away from Gryffindor again! I'm going to be the death of that house.' "Wait a sec, Emi. I'll walk you to class so you won't get in trouble with Professor McGonagall," Lupin said. "And maybe I'll see if I can chaperone you to Hogsmeade. I'll talk to the headmaster and see if we can't work something out."
"Thanks. Can you do that by tonight?" I asked, a little unsure of his ulterior motives. 'What if he wants to rape me?'
"I'll see what I can do," he answered, he moved his hand as if he was going to pat my shoulder. I moved it away.
"Don't touch me. Please. Don't." He raised an eyebrow but stopped his hand. 'Yea. That's right. Don't mess with Blackie.' "Why are you being so nice to me, anyway?"
"I'm just trying to be a good teacher. If I sat around and acted like I hated you, I would be following in Snape's footsteps and. . . well . . .let's just say that I don't want to do that," he replied. 'Bad, bad liar.'
I arched an eyebrow and looked at him suspiciously but chose not to comment. 'He's a teacher, after all. I can't insult him too much.' We reached the door of the Transfiguration classroom and stopped. I sighed and pushed open the wooden doors. Everyone in the classroom turned and stared at Professor Lupin and I. McGonagall looked at me strangely.
"Miss Black. How nice of you to join us. Please, take you seat next to Miss Marrin," She told me. I hastily walked over to my desk and sat down. Lupin glided over to where McGonagall was standing and smiled.
"Sorry for the delay, Minerva." He paused as if he was thinking of an excuse. Oh here comes the lies. "Emily and I were . . . discussing her grade. She hasn't been doing very well this quarter and she was asking about some extra credit." Others glanced at me and giggled. 'Holy shit!!! No! Stupid Lupin!' I buried my face in my hands, ignoring the laughing from my classmates. He is doing this on purpose, I know he is!
o.O Meanwhile. . . in Dumbledore's Office. . . o.O
(Nephiro's POV)
"I keep telling you! I didn't freakin do it!" I yelled, losing my patience with the senile old coot. "Why would I try and break into the Gryffindor tower?"
"I'm not saying that that is what you did. I have to ask. You did attack Hagrid, after all. And you were out on the grounds. I have to ask if you saw anything or did it. If I didn't, I wouldn't be doing my job to keep the students safe," Dumbledore replied. "Now, please. Calm down."
"NO!!! You have Lupin drag me out of Divination, bring me here, accuse me of trying to break into the Gryffindor tower and then make me sit here for God knows how long in this freakin gay ass room with that dumb bird staring at me the entire time." I paused to glare at the phoenix. "And that song is getting really annoying right about now! Make it stop!" Dumbledore looked a little shocked about my outburst. I was probably going to get suspended for swearing at the headmaster. I don't give fuck. I'm mad. Grrr. . .
"Fawkes, stop. It's obviously not helping her, though I don't know why. There's something you're not telling us, isn't there? You wouldn't be getting this upset if there wasn't," he inquired. "And do try and clean up your language a bit. I know your upset but really, there's no need for profanity."
'Screw you.' "No, there's nothing. I've told you everything I know. I was out for a joy run to get away from all the noise when Hagrid cornered me. I had no choice but to attack. It's not like I killed him or anything. I couldn't let him catch me, not after what my mom said," I explained calmly.
"What did your mom say? Why couldn't he catch you?" Dumbledore asked.
"She said, if I was caught you were going to perform a spell and keep me in my animal form forever. And she said you were going to give me to Hagrid as a pet. I'd really prefer not to be a pet, thank you very much, so I attacked. He should know better than to corner an animal when it's frightened. He is the Care of Magical Creatures after all. You'd think he'd have some common sense."
"We would certainly not give you to anyone as a pet. That is inhumane. But, I am curious about why Fawkes song didn't effect you." He looked at me quizzically, as though I were no more than a lion at the zoo. Hee hee. Lion.
I flipped a loose strand of my hair over my shoulder. "I would have thought it would be obvious by now. I thought you were smarter than this, Dumbledore," I "answered."
"Pray tell."
"No."
"Yes. As your headmaster I demand to know. This is a matter of importance."
"Come on. You mean you didn't see the clues? What I'm doing right now is one of them. A riddle. Think about where I come from. My mom . . .have you seen my wand? What's it made of? I can't believe you're running the school and you didn't even know. Ha."
"Are you trying to get yourself expelled again?"
"No, not really. If I wanted to be expelled, I would have been by now. Look at my history. You'd be a traffic cone and I'd be halfway to the Caribbean by now. But if you want to expel me, I won't complain. I didn't want to come here in the first place."
"Fine then."
"I'm expelled?!"
A/N: Bu-yea! Go us! (Meaning Smack and I) We rock! dances Yeah. . . she kinda took over the computer and typed it. . . so the writing style is a tad different than usual. Oh well. Live.