Chapter One:
"Hey Andromeda," whispered a husky voice.
Andromeda looked up from the book she was reading. A boy with messy black hair and glasses grinned widely at her.
"Oh it's you," she remarked with a bored tone, turning back to look at the book in her hands.
"That's not a very nice way to greet a friend," he said with mock sadness snatching the book from her. His deep brown eyes scanned the title. "I'm Surrounded by Idiots?" he read aloud.
"Give that back!" Andromeda snapped reaching for the book. The boy jumped up and waved it over her head.
"Come and get it shorty," he teased, holding it up as far as his arm would reach.
"James," she whined trying to pull his arm down, "Give me that book!"
"Say please," he smiled laughingly at her.
"Please," she muttered quietly.
"And give us a kiss on the cheek," he said, trying to restrain himself from bursting into fits of hysterics.
Andromeda's eyes sparkled angrily. She slammed her fist into his outstretched arm and it buckled from the force. James let out a small squeal of pain.
"What's going on over there?" said a stern dry voice, a grim face followed from behind a bookshelf.
"Nothing Madam Pince," Andromeda said, flashing a huge pearly white grin.
"Good," the Librarian looked over at James. He tried to smile but it was more a grotesque grimace. "You don't look well boy. Are you sick?"
"Me?" asked James, rubbing his arm.
"Do you see any other boys in the vicinity?"
"Well no, but..."
"Exactly. Doesn't take an alchemist to figure that one out. Now if you'll excuse me I must be going. Books don't shelve themselves you know," Madam Pince wobbled off, snapping at a kid who had coughed.
"Hag," James whispered under his breath. Andromeda suppressed a giggle. James gave her a mischievous smile, but it became a wince as another bolt of pain shot through his arm.
"Sorry about that James."
"It's okay. I probably deserved it anyway."
"Yeah you did," Andromeda said in a matter of fact tone, "But here give me your arm."
James looked at her questioningly for a second before reluctantly holding out his bruised arm.
"Don't worry I'm not going to hit it again," she gingerly wrapped her hands around James' arm. "I'm just going to make it feel better." Andromeda pulled her wand out of her back pocket and held it above her head. As she whispered a spell under her breath the wand tip began to glow white. Slowly she lowered it to where the bruise was and muttered, "Go." All the light seeped into James' body. "There," she said sticking the wand back in her pocket.
James flexed his arm, no pain. He pushed on the sore spot, no pain. "What did you do?" he looked completely amazed.
"Just a simple spell that dulls the pain. My mom used to always use it on me when the closet would bite me. 'So I don't have to listen to your noisy racket' she would always say."
"Well thanks," James said with a sincerity rarely used by him.
"It's the least I could do since I did hit you."
"Good point," James looked at the book sitting on the chair next to Andromeda, "What exactly is that book about?"
Andromeda looked down at it. "I don't know. It had a cool title. By the way what are you doing in the library?"
"Excuse me but I have every right to be here. But if you must know I was looking for you." James ran his hand through his thick hair.
"Why?" Andromeda said suspiciously.
"I need some assistance with a project I'm working on."
"What's the subject?"
James looked carefully around the room before answering. "Well I can't really say here but if you come to Gryffindor tower tonight I can explain."
"Really? Why are you asking for my help? Did my cousin bail on you?"
"Yes. Remus is helping him with homework," James added sounding slightly put out.
"Okay I'll come," Andromeda was interested to see what prank James had planned now.
"Good. I'll wait for you outside the tower. Remember the way?"
"Yes James I remember the way."
"See you tonight then," with that he left Andromeda to continue her reading. She picked up the book and sat back down in the chair. The title blared up at her. "I'm Surrounded by Idiots."
'That's for sure,' Andromeda thought.
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"Miss Black will you kindly pay attention?"
Narcissa looked up from the parchment in front of her.
"Thank you."
The teacher turned back around and began to explain the chart she had drawn on the blackboard. Narcissa was able to focus her attention for about a second before she went back to doodling. She already knew this stuff and besides she found it was way more entertaining to draw little people on her paper and make them move with magic.
She was currently working on a very feminine looking guy with a high regal face structure and long cascading hair. It took her the rest of the class period to finish it but when she was done he was pulling his long fingers through his hair and smiling sexily. When the bell rang she hastily scribbled the name Lucius on the top and shoved it in her bag.
As she walked out of the room the teacher grabbed her arm. "I need to talk to you Narcissa."
"Okay," she said brightly, stepping back into the room.
The professor looked very grim as she handed Narcissa an envelope. "It's a note with instructions for your detention tonight."
"Detention professor?" Narcissa's smile left her face.
"Yes. I find it rude and disrespectful when you refuse to pay attention in class."
"I do pay attention," Narcissa pleaded staring at the envelope in her hand like it was the plague.
"Then tell me what we talked about in class today," the Professor looked expectantly at Narcissa.
"We talked about the fundamentals of counter jinxes," said Narcissa hoping that would be enough.
"And tell me what are the fundamentals of counter jinxes?"
"Okay fine I don't know," Narcissa lied wanting to get out of there. "Can I go now?"
"Yes Miss Black, and I'll see you tonight in detention."
"Can't wait," she sarcastically said tearing from the room. There were only a couple more minutes till her next class and Narcissa couldn't afford to get another detention.
Her long blonde hair fluttered behind her as she sprinted down the corridors. With ten seconds to spare she fell into her seat panting for breath, her normally white cheeks flushed red.
"Homework out everyone..."
After class Narcissa rushed across the hall and waited patiently as a line of kids streamed out of the classroom. The last student out was an exact replica of the drawing Narcissa had made. He had his arm around the shoulder of another guy with lanky black hair and a pallid face.
"Hey Lucius," she stammered staring admiringly from behind her long lashes.
"Cissa!" He wound his free arm around her shoulder. Narcissa felt like she would faint. "How was class today?"
"Good, I got a detention but all I have to do is grade papers." Lucius stared at her like she was the only girl on earth. Narcissa felt her face redden.
"So what naughty thing did Cissa do now?" Lucius wiggled his eyebrows.
"I wasn't paying attention to the teacher. And then she told me I was rude and disrespectful"
"Who was it?" Lucius asked, his eyebrow lifting dangerously.
"Tracy," Narcissa answered, hating even the teacher's name.
Lucius snorted. "That cow gave one of the infamous Black sisters a detention and lived to tell the tale. Somebody call the Daily Prophet we have breaking news." Narcissa slapped his arm.
"I'm not the violent one of the family. Besides Bellatrix will probably deal with Tracy when I tell her about the detention anyway."
"I wish I had a sister like her," Lucius smiled serenely as he thought of the possibilities.
"You could," Narcissa whispered lightly.
"What was that?" Lucius looked over at her.
"Nothing," Narcissa stared at her feet.
"Well love I must be going now," Lucius turned his face and softly caressed his velvet lips across her cheek.
"B-B-bye," Narcissa stuttered putting her fingers to the spot he had just kissed. Lucius provocatively stalked down the hall earnings glances from girls and shockingly guys as well.
With a happy heart she danced and twirled all the way down the Great Hall for lunch.
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"Hey Lestrange you got a cigarette I can have?" Bellatrix asked in a thick velvety voice. Her boyfriend reached into his robes and pulled out a small package.
"Last one," he said, handing her the smoke.
"Thanks," Bellatrix pushed it into her mouth and lit the end with her wand. She inhaled; moaning happily as the smoke filled her lungs.
Lestrange pulled her close so they might have more room in the small bathroom stall. He roughly kissed her neck as Bellatrix relaxed and puffed on her cigarette.
Someone slammed on the stall door. "Hey what's going on in there? I smell smoke."
Bellatrix snuffed out the cigarette in the palm of her hand and threw it in the toilet. Straddling Lestrange she began to grind her thighs and kiss him deeply. As the door swung open Lestrange groaned and wrapped his hands around Bellatrix's ass. The Hufflepuff boy stood there in shock, his face slowly turning red. Bellatrix turned around with a look of embarrassment on her face.
The boy bowed his head and shut the stall door, but not before giving Lestrange a knowing smile. Immediately Bellatrix got up and straightened out her clothing.
"Hey where are you going baby?" Lestrange moaned, rubbing himself slightly.
"To class. Why?" She looked at him like he was crazy.
"Well I thought since you were," he pointed at his lap, "we were gonna, you know?"
"We've had this talk before honey, I refuse to give you a quick shag in the loo just because you are horny at the moment. Besides there isn't really any satisfaction for me at all doing it in this stench filled pit. You don't really need me anyway, you're a big boy and perfectly capable of taking care of yourself. So have fun."
She bent over and kissed Lestrange's cheek. "See you at dinner."
He cried for her to stay but she was already stalking off. Out in the halls everything was quiet. Bellatrix rushed down a flight of stairs and rounded a corner. A low grumbling noise heralded the moving of the stairs. She thanked her luck it had happened after she was off and flung open the door leading into the Defence Against the Dark Arts class.
Everyone's gaze averted from the teacher as Bellatrix glided in like nothing was wrong. The only seat left was directly in front of the teacher so she smugly settled in it.
"Miss Black do you have an excuse for being," Professor Tracy looked at the clock, "fifteen minutes late." She turned back to Bellatrix with an evil glint in her eye.
"Had to chase down the dog that stole my homework. What's it to you?" Bellatrix pulled out a bottle of black nail polish and unscrewed the lid. The whole class snickered behind their hands as Tracy's face went from a pale white to blood red.
With a swipe of her hand she knocked the polish from Bellatrix's grasp. It soared across the room and smashed against the far wall. Black splattered everywhere and shards of glass twinkled in the candlelight. Students dashed under their desks so they wouldn't be hit with either.
Bellatrix calmly stared up at the teacher. Her eyes were glowing maliciously. "Well that was rude. Do you have any idea how much that stuff costs?" She innocently twisted a finger in her bushy brown hair. The Professor began to shake with anger; she lifted her hand and pointed at Bellatrix.
"You are the most disrespectful little snot I have ever seen. Between you and your sisters I find it hard to believe your parents are still alive."
Bellatrix's eyes narrowed to inhuman slits. "What did you say about my sister?" she stood up and got in a fighting stance.
"I said that your sisters are terrors on legs, just like you." Professor Tracy backed away despite her confident tone.
"Well take it back," Bellatrix hissed venomously.
"I won't. But I will give you a detention for talking back and another for being late. Now sit down or I'll be forced to call for the headmaster."
"You started it," Bellatrix was losing her cool. No one ranked on her sister and got away with it. "You are the one who broke my bottle of nail polish."
"What nail polish?" the Professor waved her wand. "Evanesco," she pointed it at the mess, which immediately disappeared. "Now it's my word against yours. And with your record who do you think they'll believe?" She gave Bellatrix a victorious smile.
Bellatrix refrained from decking the bitch and instead gathered her stuff. Tracy put a hand on her hip. "Where do you think you are going young lady?"
Bellatrix turned around as she walked out of the room. "Well I never said I caught the dog."
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A/N: Thank you to all who reviewed the last chapter and all who are going to review this one * hint, hint. * I hoped you liked it because I hate to disappoint readers. I'll try to update soon so be on the look out cause when I mean soon, I mean in the next week. Till then Good Day.
"Hey Andromeda," whispered a husky voice.
Andromeda looked up from the book she was reading. A boy with messy black hair and glasses grinned widely at her.
"Oh it's you," she remarked with a bored tone, turning back to look at the book in her hands.
"That's not a very nice way to greet a friend," he said with mock sadness snatching the book from her. His deep brown eyes scanned the title. "I'm Surrounded by Idiots?" he read aloud.
"Give that back!" Andromeda snapped reaching for the book. The boy jumped up and waved it over her head.
"Come and get it shorty," he teased, holding it up as far as his arm would reach.
"James," she whined trying to pull his arm down, "Give me that book!"
"Say please," he smiled laughingly at her.
"Please," she muttered quietly.
"And give us a kiss on the cheek," he said, trying to restrain himself from bursting into fits of hysterics.
Andromeda's eyes sparkled angrily. She slammed her fist into his outstretched arm and it buckled from the force. James let out a small squeal of pain.
"What's going on over there?" said a stern dry voice, a grim face followed from behind a bookshelf.
"Nothing Madam Pince," Andromeda said, flashing a huge pearly white grin.
"Good," the Librarian looked over at James. He tried to smile but it was more a grotesque grimace. "You don't look well boy. Are you sick?"
"Me?" asked James, rubbing his arm.
"Do you see any other boys in the vicinity?"
"Well no, but..."
"Exactly. Doesn't take an alchemist to figure that one out. Now if you'll excuse me I must be going. Books don't shelve themselves you know," Madam Pince wobbled off, snapping at a kid who had coughed.
"Hag," James whispered under his breath. Andromeda suppressed a giggle. James gave her a mischievous smile, but it became a wince as another bolt of pain shot through his arm.
"Sorry about that James."
"It's okay. I probably deserved it anyway."
"Yeah you did," Andromeda said in a matter of fact tone, "But here give me your arm."
James looked at her questioningly for a second before reluctantly holding out his bruised arm.
"Don't worry I'm not going to hit it again," she gingerly wrapped her hands around James' arm. "I'm just going to make it feel better." Andromeda pulled her wand out of her back pocket and held it above her head. As she whispered a spell under her breath the wand tip began to glow white. Slowly she lowered it to where the bruise was and muttered, "Go." All the light seeped into James' body. "There," she said sticking the wand back in her pocket.
James flexed his arm, no pain. He pushed on the sore spot, no pain. "What did you do?" he looked completely amazed.
"Just a simple spell that dulls the pain. My mom used to always use it on me when the closet would bite me. 'So I don't have to listen to your noisy racket' she would always say."
"Well thanks," James said with a sincerity rarely used by him.
"It's the least I could do since I did hit you."
"Good point," James looked at the book sitting on the chair next to Andromeda, "What exactly is that book about?"
Andromeda looked down at it. "I don't know. It had a cool title. By the way what are you doing in the library?"
"Excuse me but I have every right to be here. But if you must know I was looking for you." James ran his hand through his thick hair.
"Why?" Andromeda said suspiciously.
"I need some assistance with a project I'm working on."
"What's the subject?"
James looked carefully around the room before answering. "Well I can't really say here but if you come to Gryffindor tower tonight I can explain."
"Really? Why are you asking for my help? Did my cousin bail on you?"
"Yes. Remus is helping him with homework," James added sounding slightly put out.
"Okay I'll come," Andromeda was interested to see what prank James had planned now.
"Good. I'll wait for you outside the tower. Remember the way?"
"Yes James I remember the way."
"See you tonight then," with that he left Andromeda to continue her reading. She picked up the book and sat back down in the chair. The title blared up at her. "I'm Surrounded by Idiots."
'That's for sure,' Andromeda thought.
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"Miss Black will you kindly pay attention?"
Narcissa looked up from the parchment in front of her.
"Thank you."
The teacher turned back around and began to explain the chart she had drawn on the blackboard. Narcissa was able to focus her attention for about a second before she went back to doodling. She already knew this stuff and besides she found it was way more entertaining to draw little people on her paper and make them move with magic.
She was currently working on a very feminine looking guy with a high regal face structure and long cascading hair. It took her the rest of the class period to finish it but when she was done he was pulling his long fingers through his hair and smiling sexily. When the bell rang she hastily scribbled the name Lucius on the top and shoved it in her bag.
As she walked out of the room the teacher grabbed her arm. "I need to talk to you Narcissa."
"Okay," she said brightly, stepping back into the room.
The professor looked very grim as she handed Narcissa an envelope. "It's a note with instructions for your detention tonight."
"Detention professor?" Narcissa's smile left her face.
"Yes. I find it rude and disrespectful when you refuse to pay attention in class."
"I do pay attention," Narcissa pleaded staring at the envelope in her hand like it was the plague.
"Then tell me what we talked about in class today," the Professor looked expectantly at Narcissa.
"We talked about the fundamentals of counter jinxes," said Narcissa hoping that would be enough.
"And tell me what are the fundamentals of counter jinxes?"
"Okay fine I don't know," Narcissa lied wanting to get out of there. "Can I go now?"
"Yes Miss Black, and I'll see you tonight in detention."
"Can't wait," she sarcastically said tearing from the room. There were only a couple more minutes till her next class and Narcissa couldn't afford to get another detention.
Her long blonde hair fluttered behind her as she sprinted down the corridors. With ten seconds to spare she fell into her seat panting for breath, her normally white cheeks flushed red.
"Homework out everyone..."
After class Narcissa rushed across the hall and waited patiently as a line of kids streamed out of the classroom. The last student out was an exact replica of the drawing Narcissa had made. He had his arm around the shoulder of another guy with lanky black hair and a pallid face.
"Hey Lucius," she stammered staring admiringly from behind her long lashes.
"Cissa!" He wound his free arm around her shoulder. Narcissa felt like she would faint. "How was class today?"
"Good, I got a detention but all I have to do is grade papers." Lucius stared at her like she was the only girl on earth. Narcissa felt her face redden.
"So what naughty thing did Cissa do now?" Lucius wiggled his eyebrows.
"I wasn't paying attention to the teacher. And then she told me I was rude and disrespectful"
"Who was it?" Lucius asked, his eyebrow lifting dangerously.
"Tracy," Narcissa answered, hating even the teacher's name.
Lucius snorted. "That cow gave one of the infamous Black sisters a detention and lived to tell the tale. Somebody call the Daily Prophet we have breaking news." Narcissa slapped his arm.
"I'm not the violent one of the family. Besides Bellatrix will probably deal with Tracy when I tell her about the detention anyway."
"I wish I had a sister like her," Lucius smiled serenely as he thought of the possibilities.
"You could," Narcissa whispered lightly.
"What was that?" Lucius looked over at her.
"Nothing," Narcissa stared at her feet.
"Well love I must be going now," Lucius turned his face and softly caressed his velvet lips across her cheek.
"B-B-bye," Narcissa stuttered putting her fingers to the spot he had just kissed. Lucius provocatively stalked down the hall earnings glances from girls and shockingly guys as well.
With a happy heart she danced and twirled all the way down the Great Hall for lunch.
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"Hey Lestrange you got a cigarette I can have?" Bellatrix asked in a thick velvety voice. Her boyfriend reached into his robes and pulled out a small package.
"Last one," he said, handing her the smoke.
"Thanks," Bellatrix pushed it into her mouth and lit the end with her wand. She inhaled; moaning happily as the smoke filled her lungs.
Lestrange pulled her close so they might have more room in the small bathroom stall. He roughly kissed her neck as Bellatrix relaxed and puffed on her cigarette.
Someone slammed on the stall door. "Hey what's going on in there? I smell smoke."
Bellatrix snuffed out the cigarette in the palm of her hand and threw it in the toilet. Straddling Lestrange she began to grind her thighs and kiss him deeply. As the door swung open Lestrange groaned and wrapped his hands around Bellatrix's ass. The Hufflepuff boy stood there in shock, his face slowly turning red. Bellatrix turned around with a look of embarrassment on her face.
The boy bowed his head and shut the stall door, but not before giving Lestrange a knowing smile. Immediately Bellatrix got up and straightened out her clothing.
"Hey where are you going baby?" Lestrange moaned, rubbing himself slightly.
"To class. Why?" She looked at him like he was crazy.
"Well I thought since you were," he pointed at his lap, "we were gonna, you know?"
"We've had this talk before honey, I refuse to give you a quick shag in the loo just because you are horny at the moment. Besides there isn't really any satisfaction for me at all doing it in this stench filled pit. You don't really need me anyway, you're a big boy and perfectly capable of taking care of yourself. So have fun."
She bent over and kissed Lestrange's cheek. "See you at dinner."
He cried for her to stay but she was already stalking off. Out in the halls everything was quiet. Bellatrix rushed down a flight of stairs and rounded a corner. A low grumbling noise heralded the moving of the stairs. She thanked her luck it had happened after she was off and flung open the door leading into the Defence Against the Dark Arts class.
Everyone's gaze averted from the teacher as Bellatrix glided in like nothing was wrong. The only seat left was directly in front of the teacher so she smugly settled in it.
"Miss Black do you have an excuse for being," Professor Tracy looked at the clock, "fifteen minutes late." She turned back to Bellatrix with an evil glint in her eye.
"Had to chase down the dog that stole my homework. What's it to you?" Bellatrix pulled out a bottle of black nail polish and unscrewed the lid. The whole class snickered behind their hands as Tracy's face went from a pale white to blood red.
With a swipe of her hand she knocked the polish from Bellatrix's grasp. It soared across the room and smashed against the far wall. Black splattered everywhere and shards of glass twinkled in the candlelight. Students dashed under their desks so they wouldn't be hit with either.
Bellatrix calmly stared up at the teacher. Her eyes were glowing maliciously. "Well that was rude. Do you have any idea how much that stuff costs?" She innocently twisted a finger in her bushy brown hair. The Professor began to shake with anger; she lifted her hand and pointed at Bellatrix.
"You are the most disrespectful little snot I have ever seen. Between you and your sisters I find it hard to believe your parents are still alive."
Bellatrix's eyes narrowed to inhuman slits. "What did you say about my sister?" she stood up and got in a fighting stance.
"I said that your sisters are terrors on legs, just like you." Professor Tracy backed away despite her confident tone.
"Well take it back," Bellatrix hissed venomously.
"I won't. But I will give you a detention for talking back and another for being late. Now sit down or I'll be forced to call for the headmaster."
"You started it," Bellatrix was losing her cool. No one ranked on her sister and got away with it. "You are the one who broke my bottle of nail polish."
"What nail polish?" the Professor waved her wand. "Evanesco," she pointed it at the mess, which immediately disappeared. "Now it's my word against yours. And with your record who do you think they'll believe?" She gave Bellatrix a victorious smile.
Bellatrix refrained from decking the bitch and instead gathered her stuff. Tracy put a hand on her hip. "Where do you think you are going young lady?"
Bellatrix turned around as she walked out of the room. "Well I never said I caught the dog."
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A/N: Thank you to all who reviewed the last chapter and all who are going to review this one * hint, hint. * I hoped you liked it because I hate to disappoint readers. I'll try to update soon so be on the look out cause when I mean soon, I mean in the next week. Till then Good Day.
