Chapter Seven

Why me?

ISABELLE'S POV

I work up at six o'clock on a Sunday! I mean come on... Sunday is a day of rest and I should have a lie in... Damn my internal alarm clock!

I rolled out of bed and made my way to the bathroom, Gina and Lily had shown me after I explained my last shower fiasco. I looked at myself in the mirror and recoiled in horror. I look like I haven't slept in months. Damn Sirius and his heaven-and-hell kisses! Damn Gina for interrupting! Damn Lily for bloody sending Gina!

I decided to get a shower then do some damage control. I set about washing my hair and my body. I got out and since no one was around I dried my self and go dressed in front of the mirror. Then I muttered a simple spell that dried my hair and styled it straight. I then started on cleansing, toning and moisturizing my face. Then I added a faint amount of blusher to my cheeks and whiter eye shadow on my eyelids, black eye liner and mascara and I added my pink lipgloss. There I look relatively normal now... All right I admit it, I look damn fine! I just hope Sirius agrees.

So I set off down stairs and to my horror I found Charlotte Thompson and Sirius lip to lip!

"Oh my god!" I shouted in disbelief. Sirius and Charlotte broke apart. Charlotte looked smug. Mental note, remember to kiss Charlotte ass for looking so smug! Sirius on the other hand looked dazed, shocked, confused and extremely guilty.

Oh dear Lord why me?

I turned and ran as fast as I could towards the great hall.

SIRIUS'S POV

Whoa, what just happened?

One minute I was having a conversation with Charlotte Thompson then the next thing she's trying to force her tongue down my throat! Then to top it all off, Bella walks in on it!

And she legged it. I on the other hand, I'm still standing here like the fool I am well known to be. I also seemed to be hurting in my heart, note to self, must ask Moony about this.

"Um, I should be running after her right now shouldn't I?" I asked like nincompoop.

"Yes!" Lily, Gina – when did they arrive? - , James, Remus and Peter shouted.

"No!" Came Charlotte's reply. It's amazing I couldn't for one second tell you what I once saw in her... Or any girl, for that matter, except Isabelle.

Why me? Why must I be so unfortunate in love?