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A/N: Hello! Denise and Judy here. Bwahaha! This is our first fanfic. We have been writing it for quite some time, but have only recently decided to put it up. Heehee! This means that we have already written 5 chapters or so. We will try to update once every three weeks at least. It's hard for us to get together sometimes. Usually it will be a lot less than that. Well we hope you like our silly little story- it is told from Sirius' point of view the majority of the time. The only time it is not is when we show you what is happening on the other side of the world or something, haha. This chapter is only short because it's the prologue. Read and review, lovely ones!
The Best Mistake Ever
By DJ Sprock
Prologue
I walk down the hallways toward the Great Hall, planning to have a spot of breakfast and talk to my friend James Potter about some prank issues. Of course, being my popular self, I'm amidst a crowd of crazy girls. James would probably say that's a bit of an exaggeration, but hey- who's tellin' the story, here? Exactly. Anyway, I sit down and I start to tell jokes, grinning my famous Black grin that makes girls shrivel up into dried doxy wings at the sight of it. Which is a pretty disgusting thought, but it's true.
Suddenly, Dumbledore catches everyone's attention and says, "I have an announcement to make!"
I prod James in the head. He swats at me but I coolly dodge it.
"It is my pleasure to announce to you all," Dumbly says, "that we will be choosing one lucky seventh year student to be an exchange student this year. They will be going to Salem Academy in America."
All of the students start whispering excitedly around me. I think it sounds pretty wicked- I might like to go. But why would Dumbledore pick the mischievous (yet oh so very handsome) Sirius Black for such an opportunity?
"We have selected a student from Gryffindor house for this educational opportunity," Dumbledore continues.
Well, it might be James. He always gets to do stuff like that. But then again, it's most likely his girlfriend perfectionist, Lily Evans.
"We have selected," my classmates around me hold their breaths, while I roll my eyes, "Sirius Black."
What did he say? I must have misheard him. No, everyone is looking at me. Their mouths are open in shock- HEY! That's rather offensive.
"Sirius? Sirius Black?" A Ravenclaw shouts.
"What other Sirius is there, you moron!" Someone else calls.
It can't be me, it's probably some huge mistake. But I hope it's not. Taking off to America right during N.E.W.T. time sounds like a plan to me.
"Sirius? Did you hear him?" James hits me in the head.
"Yeah," I say, looking around.
"But shouldn't it be someone like Lily?" Peter says.
"Oh shut up," I snap. I've had enough of this "Everyone's Better than Black" nonsense.
So, everyone is still staring at me. I guess I should stand up or something. So I stand, and wave cheekily around at the Hall, winking at hot girls who catch my eye and faint. Oh, life's good.
"Thank you, Sirius, you may- er- sit down." Dumbledore says. I wave at one more girl and then take my seat, leaning back nonchalantly and putting my legs upon the table.
"Sirius! Not by the food!" Lily says angrily, throwing back her fiery red hair. I reluctantly remove my feet, but not before knocking over her pumpkin juice.
"Sirius, if you would please see me after dinner, I will gladly explain to you the procedures." Dumbledore grinned at me. What, do we have some sort of private joke? He's never been so… warm toward me before.
"All righty then, Professor D," I call to him, flipping my long-ish black hair from my face. Giggles. Typical. These people just aren't used to being surrounded by such perfection.
A/N: Well there's the prologue! Review! -DJ Sprock
