The lady Serpent hides secrets.
Her eyes lashed with black mascara and strokes of eyeliner. Her eyes snapped open to reveal a pair of dark blue orbs. She picked up her glasses from the table and put them on. She pulled a few sickles out of her pocket and left them on the table, she looked down at her leather gloved right hand. It held the scar, peculiar scar which most people would ignore and not fine interesting but in fact it was strange and in her world only one boy had a similar scar like it.
She slowly walked out of the wizarding club hoping to catch him before he left. She put her hand on his shoulder and Harry Potter turned round to come face to face with a peculiar dressed woman. She wore knee high black boots, a deep blood red skirt and a black vest top and a single black leather glove, fingerless of course. Her arms were dressed with tattoos, one of a serpent coiling round her left arm and simple P in cursive writing. "Yes." He stated coldly not wanting to know who she was. She glanced up, both there eyes locked onto each others.
Harry glanced down at the rest of her body, she was very attractive. Her hair was black like ebony and lips were a deep red. Beautiful he thought. Hopefully she wasn't some crazed fan of his. Harry thought. "I need to talk to you in private." She said, with no emotion what so ever. "And why would a woman like you need to talk to me in private." He asked as he wiggled his eye brows suggestively. She looked at him disgustedly. He was of course like his father. "Harry James Potter, I would like it if you would restrain your teenage hormones from taking over and listen to what I have to say. Because it is very important and contains something to do with a Sirius Black." She said but whispered Sirius' name.
He looked at her straight in the face and wondered who was this woman and why did she know his name and Sirius, how could she possible know him? Maybe she was an ex girlfriend, lover. Damn he had just tried to chat up a bloody 30 year old.