A Pair Of Confrontations

Thank you for taking the time to look at my little fanfic. I do not own most of the characters. However, Kim and Lessien are mine.

Whore. That word stung like a thousand needles piercing her slender form. Kimberly Morrise glared at the boy calling her thus. Sirius Black. She hated him. She loathed him. She was going to MURDER him!

"Who in the name of Merlin are you calling a whore?" came the harsh voice of Lily Evans. Ah, the fiery redhead had gotten there before Kim. If the blonde girl was going to murder Black, then Lily was going to torture him first, just because she could.

"Your little whore friend" Sirius replied. The usual charmer had been replaced by a cruel boy whose mysterious eyes were flashing with indignation.

"Why? Just because I said you're a superficial ignoramus with nothing better to do than break poor girls' hearts?" Kim smirked humourlessly, rolling her glassy blue eyes that seemed more watery than usual… Well, tears do that to a person, you see. She was as much of a fiery girl as her friend, Lily. The two Gryffindor girls were fearless, it seemed. They were angry and ready for an argument.

"Exactly" Sirius responded, a note of a growl in his usually suave voice. He was angry, when usually he would have taken this in his stride. But coming from Kim it hurt and he could not figure out why.

"Something hit home, didn't it?" Lily grinned "She touched a sore spot, didn't she?" The witch slipped an arm around Kim's shoulders and guided her away, but not before looking over her shoulder and Sirius. If looks could kill, then Mr Black would have been six feet under.

"Oi, Evans! Morrise!"

Lily and Kim paused on their way to the comfort of the common room to turn and see James Potter striding towards them. Joy. Bliss.

Oh yes, James Potter.

James 'Arrogant' Potter.

James 'I-think-I'm-better-than-everyone-and-will-you-go-out-with-me,-Evans?' Potter.

"What?" Lily asked, her voice bitter. That was not a good day to be a Marauder. Not by any stretch of the imagination.

"Not very nice" the irrepressible Quidditch addict responded with an arrogant smile as he ruffled his dark hair. This was not the best way to calm Lily's mood. Not at all.

"Nobody said I had to be. Especially not to you." Lily quipped, a look of anger creeping back onto her generally pretty face. "After what your friend has done, I don't know why I should give you even a second of my time"

"Yeah, Sirius told me about that" James shrugged like he didn't care. In all honesty, he didn't care at all. "But so what? Don't tar us both with the same brush" He smirked, attempting to be amusing.

"A-holes of a feather flock together" Kim said, making Lily laugh appreciatively.

"And who asked you, Morrise?" James snapped. Being called an a-hole was not top of his list. Especially since it was making Lily laugh at him. "Sirius was right, you are a whore"

"Wow, that was original" Lily snapped, glaring at him with those intense emerald eyes. She hated him even more at that moment, which was quite an achievement. "Y'know Potter, I have a proposition for you"

"Which is?" James inquired, pretending to be indifferent.

"Shut up or I'll personally change your gender, if you see what I mean" she threatened. From anyone else it would only have been a threat. Not from her. From Lily Evans, this was a promise.

James frowned and walked away, sensing that retreat was the better part of valour. Even so, he could not suppress one simple word escaping his word.

"Bitch"