Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any other of J.K Rowling's creations. I don't own, you don't sue! I do however own Annabel as she is a character I have created.

My first Harry Potter fanfic so please review, I need help with ideas! Excuse my crappy spelling and grammar for it really is not my strong point.

Note: It's now a 20+ chapter fic but I'm considering making it longer. Sorry for adding more again. Upcoming chapter is 'That Old Black Magic' chap 21.

Couldn't fit everything in 12 chapters so it's going to be 25 chapters long.

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Chapter 20: Tell it to the Teacher

' I realise how bad this looks,' muttered James, looking at himself and Lily as they stood in McGonagall's office. She raised her eyebrows, her eyes skimming sceptically over them .

'Oh I really don't think you do,' McGonagall replied, disappointment and anger evident in her voice. James cringed. This was not going to go well. 'Miss Evans I am very disappointed in you. Over the last week you have certainly changed.'

'No Professor. I have merely become more confident with my body,' replied Lily, looking at the Professor in the eye, forgetting that she was topless.

'And whys that?'

'Personal reasons,' said Lily, glancing sideways at a very sheepish looking James. She wasn't about to reveal the nuts and bolts of their relationship to a teacher. Her and James's sex life was their business only. The truth was James had made her feel more confident with her body. He made her feel sexy.

'Fine,' said McGonagall, obviously knowing she wasn't going to get anything out of Lily that way. Instead she turned to James. 'So why don't you tell me what happened tonight?'

'Um well you see. What happened was- we uh- well…' James dribbled off pathetically, acutely aware that Professor McGonagall was watching him closely. He opened his mouth to speak again, but no sound came out. How was he going to make an excuse about why they were out a bed a 2 o'clock in the morning in party outfits.

'Yes…' McGonagall prompted. James glanced at Lily for support, who shrugged in reply and looked at the floor. James closed his eyes and prayed that a miraculous excuse would suddenly come to mind at any moment. However none came.

'I got nothing,' he sighed, waving his hands at the Professor hopelessly. Lily glared at him, exasperated. James rolled his eyes. 'Well you think of something then.'

'No don't think of anything. Just tell me the truth,' McGonagall interrupted, fixing them both with a stern gaze.

'The truth. Yeah. I can do that,' James said.

'Well then…'

'Hmm. Where do I start? Well basically tonight me and Lily went out for a little walk together and were- uh- attacked by big… Nifflers-yeah Nifflers. In the terrible struggle me and Lily were separated and we got away and ran into each other in our attempt at escape,' James concluded, giving the Professor a timid smile.

'Nifflers. Really. Well if you got attacked by these Nifflers and got separated, how did Lily get separated from her blouse? I suppose that was the work of the Nifflers as well, was it?' McGonagall asked, glancing at the bare-chested Lily, who suddenly clutched her top to her in defence.

'Er yeah,' replied James.

'Well lets see if anyone else knows what happened tonight. I am calling Mr Black to my office to see if he can confirm your story, or perhaps even tell me the truth. Then again it's Sirius, so maybe not,' the Professor informed them.

'Um I don't think you should bother Sirius,' James said, suddenly realising that Sirius was properly very drunk on the floor somewhere. A paralytic Sirius, puking and spitting in McGonagall's office, was not going to help their case.

'Why ever don't you want to disturb him?' asked the Professor, who was looking between Lily and James with a triumphant smile on her face.

'Well I mean it's late-or early. You don't want to wake him do you?' James stammered, looking at everything other than McGonagall.

'I do now,' she replied.

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'Er Mr Black,' muttered McGonagall hesitantly, staring at him from across her mahogany desk and trying to remain professional. 'I would like to ask you some questions.'

'I didn't do it,' Sirius replied instantly, raising up his hands and giving her scouts honour.

'I didn't imply that you did, although you obviously have done something,' she replied as Sirius shifted uncomfortably before beaming at her.

'Of course not Minnie,' he hiccupped, blinking several times to try and focus on the Professor. She scowled.

'I would like to ask you about the events of this evening,' she stated coldly, examining the swaying Sirius through her glasses. He was unusually pale and his eyes appeared blurry and unfocused.

'The events? What you- hiccup- mean?' he asked confused.

'Between Lily and James?'

'Oh that. Well they were like making out in the corner like all night. From what I could see of them anyway. Everything is kinda- hiccup- blurred… wow you got four eyes. That's funny,' he trailed off, slanting his head and leering at the Professor, a bemused smile on his face.

'That is not what I meant Mr Black. What the hell is wrong with you now?' McGonagall shrieked causing Sirius to brake out in manic laughter.

'I have no idea what your talking about,' he chirped happily.

As soon as the words had left his mouth, his eyes rolled into the back of his head and he crumpled to the ground rubbing his head.

'What was that?' cried the Professor, beginning to lose her patience. She leant over her desk and looked down at Sirius, who was laying flat on his back on the floor.

'Oh er- I have…narcolepsy. You know awake one minute, asleep the next,' he burbled groggily. She stared at him sceptically, her eyes narrowing into slits.

'Well that would certainly explain why your always napping during my lessons,' she muttered raising her eyebrows as her nostrils seemed to flare. It was as though they were sniffing something out. 'Have you been drinking?'

'Absolutely not,' he exclaimed, burping loudly.

'Black it is 3.30 in the morning and I really don't want to question you on your drinking habits. Just tell me why Lily and James were in the middle of the school, in the dead of the night,' she breathed, her voice dangerously low.

'It's not their fault. I mean Annabel planned it,' coughed Sirius, clutching his throbbing head.

'Annabel set Nifflers on them?' McGonagall asked.

'Er what?' murmured Sirius confused. He glanced around wildly, looking for cameras.

'Mr Potter informed me that himself and Lily were cornered by them, thus leading them into the castle,' explained McGonagall, triumphantly. Sirius coughed.

'Oh yeah. I mean of course. Yeah one Niffler was called Annabel which is why I said it was her fault. Annabel is like the- uh- leader of the Nifflers. Yeah that's right,' Sirius said, smiling innocently.

'A likely story. You should try using you common sense Mr Black'

'Why is it called common sense when its so rare? Uh ok I don't feel so good,' Sirius grumbled, suddenly flinging his head forward and puking loudly onto McGonagall's floor as she stood motionless in shock. Clasping his throat he looked up at her through his sweaty hair dangling in front of his eyes. 'El Nino Made Me Do It.'

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'I wonder how Sirius is getting on?' Lupin asked glancing at the clock.

'To be honest, I'd rather not know. Did you see the state of him? McGonagall's going to kill him and then she's going to kill us,' James moaned, burying his head in his hands. He glanced up at Lily who was holding herself protectively. She kept on flinching at though being hit by an invisible whip but had remained silent. James didn't have the heart to ask her what happened with Snape. He didn't think that he could handle it.

'Hmm I wonder if he's wearing a pink thong?' Shannon asked, dazed. She looked around the now deserted common (except them of course) and found four surprised faces staring back at her.

'What?' she yelped. Lupin shook his head.

'He probably is. I wonder what happened to Snape and Annabel?' Remus questioned, looking at Lily and James who shrugged. They didn't seem to be in the talking mood so he decided to change tact. 'How bout you try and contact Sirius through your mirror?' he suggested.

At this comment James's face lit up. Of course. He could connect Sirius through a small pocket mirror that each of them had. They often used them to talk to each other when they were in separate detentions.

Pulling his out of his jeans pocket, James called for Sirius. Within seconds Sirius's head appeared on the screen instead of his own reflection.

'Hi. This is Sirius. I'm not here right now : If you are Porn Weekly, I already sent the money. If you are my parents, please send money. If you are Gringotts, you didn't lend me enough money. If you are my friends, you owe me money. If you are a female, don't worry, I have plenty of money. Hope you will see my gorgeous self soon. Ta ta.'

With that the message finished and James's own stunned face was staring back at him.

'Porn Weekly?' spluttered Shannon, laughing.

'Yeah he sends off for it every week,' explained Lupin deadly serious. At that moment the portrait hole swung open and Sirius staggered in, smiling distractedly.

'Sirius. What happened?' yelled James jumping to his feet. Sirius moaned, clasping his hands over his ears.

'Nothing. I think I'm going to bed,' he said, edging away from James.

'Oh my god! What did you do?' asked James worriedly.

'The cliff notes version. I told her you and Lily were making out and that she had four eyes. I then told her that one of the Nifflers that supposed attacked you was called Annabel and that I had narcolepsy because I collapsed. And to top it all off, I puked on her. Lots,' Sirius moaned, staring at the floor in guilt.

'You what?' yelped James.

'Well I'm going to bed,' laughed Sirius turning on a heel and practically flying up the stairs, which in his state, was quite an achievement.

'Sirius!' called James.

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'Miss Evans. Mr Potter and Mr Black. I'm sorry for dragging you got of bed again, where you were apparently trying to hide Black, but you need to know your punishment. You shall all receive a weeks worth of detentions and will have to take care of our new exchange student,' said McGonagall staring at each of them in turn.

'I wasn't out in the middle of the night. Why am I getting punished?' spluttered Sirius who had barely escaped the wrath of James.

'Mr Black. Do you really need to ask that question?' the Professor replied coldly, looking him up and down. His party clothes were ripped, stained with beer and had sick dripping off them. His face was hot and sweaty and he could hardly stand.

'Fine. Then who's the new student?' he hiccupped, trying hard not to vomit again.

'Vixen Rogue,' said McGonagall, waving her arm towards a new arrival in the room. Sirius's mouth dropped open.

To be continued…

A/N This chappie is up obviously. Sorry not a lot happens in it but the next one introduces the exchange student properly plus James and Lily deal with what happened at the part. Its 'That Old Black Magic' and its called that for a reason. Snape and Annabel will be bck!

Thanks to all the great reviews. Tell me what you think of the previous chapters and if the newest ones are better or worse. Until tomorrow properly xxxxxxxxxxx