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can'tburnme: I know… maybe she overreacted a bit but it would be very embarrassing for that to happen in front of so many people. I have Bridget as a character who is still discovering who she is and her place in the world. That was just her initial reaction for something like that to happen. Thanks for reviewing! Do you want me to dedicate you a character too!
ShelbyBlack: Ok I'll name her Shelby… I have a few ideas of where to put her. I can hardly imagine Harry with any sibling so it'd be funny if I wrote about it! Go check out my banner at hpff! It's a little weird but still cool!
And the next chapter!
'That's a bit suspicious,' Meghen thought. 'In times like these, who knows who could be writing to me?'
"Ey, Aubrey, whas dat?" James asked with a mouthful of food, for most of the students didn't receive mail during lunch.
"Uh, just a letter from my mum, Potter. It really doesn't concern you anyway," Meghen replied irritably.
"Feel free to get all pissy because I'm concerned," James said sarcastically.
"I will then," she shot back evenly. Meghen stood and left the Great Hall.
"That's one chick with anger management problems," James muttered under his breath. Unfortunately for him, Remus heard and shot him a dirty look.
"Lily, I'll see you in Transfiguration. I have something I need to take care of," Bridget said as she rose and followed Meghen out of the Great Hall.
"Lily, I don't really understand what we're going to be doing in Transfiguration this year, and I thought that since you've done very well you could explain it to me," James said bravely. Sirius hid his grin; it was common knowledge that James was best in Transfiguration.
Apparently, Lily didn't know that for she took out her Transfiguration book and started to explain pieces of it to James, who slowly pretended to understand.
About this time Sirius also left the lunchroom.
"Honestly, Lils, you're a great teacher," James announced at the end of lunch.
"Thanks," Lily replied with a slight smile. "But it's Lily or Evans." She rose from the table and advanced towards Transfiguration.
James's mouth dropped open. "Did she just say that I could call her by her first name over her last name?"
"I think she did, mate," Peter grinned.
Sirius was making his way down a hallway near Transfiguration when he heard shouting around the corner that was all too familiar.
"Keep away from me Malfoy! If you lay a single slimy hand on me—"
Sirius, recognizing the voice as Bridget's, sprinted down the hall and turned the corner to find Bridget up against the wall being threatened by Lucius Malfoy who was dangerously close.
Sirius raised his wand to point at Malfoy's head. "Get away from her or I will make you."
"What're you going to do, Black? Get your fan club to attack me?" Malfoy laughed wryly. "I know more powerful curses than you've ever heard of. I could take you on any time."
"I hear you're perfecting your evil laugh, Malfoy," Sirius said lightly. "Don't you need one if you're going to join Voldemort and the Death Eaters?"
"You're very funny, Black," Malfoy said sarcastically. "But can your quick tongue get you out of trouble if I, per say, do this?" he said the last part in a whisper, pointing his wand at Bridget's head.
"I think you forgot that I have a wand too, Malfoy," Bridget countered, raising her own wand and muttered, "Etiamnun," causing Malfoy to freeze, literally.
"Well, Sirius, let's not be late for Transfiguration," she said in a new tone as if nothing of consequence had happened. Sirius was so relieved that Malfoy hadn't tried anything on Bridget; he didn't notice her new choice of words.
Later that afternoon, everyone was making their way down to the Great Hall; already filled with chatter from the first day of term. Sirius, James, Remus and Peter were already eagerly sitting at the Gryffindor Table, awaiting the effects of their prank.
Soon after most of the school had taken seats at the appropriate House Table, a group of Slytherins walked in, including Snape, Malfoy, Avery, and Lestrange. In red and gold colors all over their faces (and probably a few other places :P) were boils and acne. Quite a few girls turned away in disgust, including Narcissa Black and her sister, Bellatrix, who were dating Malfoy and Lestrange.
Professor Malum, teacher of Defense Against the Dark Arts and Head of Slytherin House, immediately stood from his seat at the Head Table and pointed a threatening finger at the Marauders. "It was them; I would bet ten galluens that they did this!" he spat.
"Now you have no proof that these gentlemen did this. Innocent until proven guilty, Melvin." Professor Dumbledore said.
"You can't let them go on doing this forever, Albus," Professor Malum said with clenched teeth. "I'll find you proof soon enough…"
But whatever else Professor Malum was going to say was droned out by the conversing students as food appeared on the plates. James had a sneaking suspicion Professor Dumbledore did this for that reason (sorry is that confusing?).
Meghen was starting to wonder if she should tell her friends about the letters she had been receiving from the anonymous writer. She decided that they would probably spoil it for her and not allows her to go meet whoever it was. If only she had told her friends…
Lily and James had had notices put up in each of the four common rooms, concerning the prefect meeting that evening. They were both late due to spending time in the Great Hall with their friends. James arrived out of breath in the DMR designated meeting room (lol) followed soon after by Lily, also out of breath.
The majority of the prefects were already waiting for the meeting to start. It was quickly decided that rounds were to be drawn from a hat. Remus and Caitlen would be patrolling the halls that night, Malfoy and Bellatrix the next and so on.
Meghen had the idea of having a Halloween Masquerade Ball, which many other students quickly agreed to. Lily could have sworn James let out a snort but she wasn't quite sure.
The meeting ended early, with Remus and Caitlen going off to do their rounds.
Meghen snuck out of the shared dormitory that night at half past eleven. To get to the armory was quite a lengthy walk, especially if there were prefects patrolling the halls.
She stayed against the wall in the shadows and mutely made her way past the library and kitchens, soon arriving at the indicated place. She checked her watch (it's run on magic). It was five past twelve. Where were they?
Then, out from behind one of the suits of armor stepped a tall figure dressed in a black cloak wearing a mask. She knew at that moment that she shouldn't have come.
In a quick, fluid-like motion the tall figure, presumably a man drew his wand and muttered, "Silencio!" Now without her voice, she was defenseless.
He moved closer. She could see his eyes; grey and holding a nasty desirable glint that she didn't like. Meghen started to shake slightly. She took a step back, and another, and another…
She clashed into a suit of armor, emitting a loud clang. Meghen quickly scrambled to her feet and with a horror of realization found that he was even closer to her than before.
She had never been happier to hear the sound of quick footsteps echoing nearby when out of her dormitory at night.
She looked back to where the man had been before and found that he was gone. She didn't bother to chase after him. The footsteps were closer now and she could see light bouncing off the walls.
"Remus!" she cried when the body that belonged with the footsteps appeared holding a lantern. She ran over to him, still shaking, and squeezed him tightly. "Thanks for saving me!"
"What happened?" he asked, hugging her in return.
"I'm not sure," Meghen admitted. "But I received a letter telling me to come here and so I came. Probably wasn't the smartest thing to do. Anyway, when I arrived a tall man in black stepped out from behind one of the suits of armor and, well, Remus, I think he was going to try and have his way with me."
Remus was dumbfounded. "He didn't do anything like that though, right?" he asked quickly.
"No!" Meghen replied blushing furiously. "I backed into a suit of armor, which probably was what you heard, and then you came before he could do anything."
"Do you need to go to the hospital wing?" Remus tried to change the subject.
"No, I'll be fine. When's my detention?" Meghen questioned.
"Well, since that almost happened, I think you can be free to go," Remus said.
"Thank you for being my knight in shining armor," Meghen smiled.
Remus laughed wryly. "Yeah I guess that term would be appropriate." (AN: They're in the armory people!)
"Are you done with your rounds?" Meghen inquired.
"Well, by now I probably am," he answered.
"Alright, let's go back to the common room," Meghen said, already beginning to walk in that direction.
Remus quickly caught up. They walked back to the Gryffindor Common Room mostly in silence, a few topics of conversation but not many.
When they arrived at the portrait hole, Remus gave the password and followed Meghen through. They heard the Fat Lady saying something along the lines of, "When I was your age, I used to visit my boyfriend's portrait all the time at night…"
Meghen was about to go up the girl's dormitory steps; instead, she ran back to Remus and captured his lips with her own.
Remus was surprised but retaliated until they both broke away, once again with Meghen was blushing furiously. "I'll see you later," she whispered before retreating to the girl's dormitory.