Chapter 3

Despite what Ems said I wasn't shocked when we didn't get more than about two hours of sleep that night because we stayed up all night talking. When the morning came I was unhappy to say that we both regretted it.

As we headed off to class Ems was telling me about how much she hated this girl named Angelina, or something like that, because Sirius was going to start dating her any day now just like he does every year.

"So why don't you just ask Sirius out?" I asked just as this particular person came up to us. Lucky for her all he heard was 'Sirius out'.

"What about me out?" He asked me.

"Oh I was just saying that Em's should." before I finished saying what I said earlier Em's cut me off.

"Count you out." She finished for me giving me a hard glare.

"Out for what?" He asked suddenly interested.

"For...um... Getting James this gift," She said making me scrunch up my forehead since I couldn't, unlike Ems, raise my eyebrow.

"Gift for what?" Sirius asked.

"It's a surprise," She said trying to cover it up though you could tell that she was lying whether you were friends with her or not.

"Right well I'll talk to you two later." Sirius said giving up as he headed off in to the other direction. I watched as Ems looked after him with a deep longing.

"Your pathetic you know that?" I asked

"Am not" She said as she motioned toward a class room.

"Oh you so are." I said. We then stopped talking about it because it was time to start the class.

About half way through she slid a note toward me. On which she had written:

Am not!

Are to! Plus this is a waste of time and paper we shouldn't even be debating this. You should be telling me about Remus.

That's just gross.

What he's cute!

Sure if you like really really smart guys….

Hey you're really really smart!

Of course it was then when the note was taken away by the Professor and we were both sentenced for our first day in detention for not paying attention in class.

After all our classes Emilee and I were headed off toward detention. I still wasn't sure where I was going so Emilee was leading the way threw the windy halls. "So where are we supposed to met this teacher?" I asked once again.

"To the kitchen" Emilee said once again.

"And where is the kitchen?" I asked.

"Listen, Chris, why don't you just follow me and I'll take you there. That way you don't have to worry about finding it ok?" She said obviously annoyed that I would ask her the same question over and over.

"Alright I'll just shut up and follow you," I said biting my lip the rest of the way. We finally reached the kitchens after traveling through a picture of fruit. Interesting that more then one of the entrances to a room in this school was through a picture of something. Standing just inside was Professor McGonagall.

"Evening ladies, tonight you will be washing the dishes from dinner…without using magic." Oh joy! I thought then of course my next coherent thought was that there where all of students that went to Hogwarts and that we would be here all night long.

"But Professor" Emilee began, but she held up her hand.

"This should teach you to stop passing notes in my class and pay attention. I hoped sincerely Miss Morrill that this year would have been different then last, but I guess I was wrong." With that she turned and left us alone so that Emilee and I we're alone to tackle the pile of dishes that now stood in front of us.

"Oh this will be fun!" I said sarcastically as both Emilee and I rolled up our sleeves and began to run a sink full of water.

"Tons and tons," Emilee said matching my sarcasm.

"Well best get to it," I heard a deep low voice come from the corner of the room.

"Will do," Emilee said as she turned back to me rolling her eyes, making me all the more curious as to who that was.

"Who is that?" I asked Emilee a couple of minutes later.

"Filch, he's the one that makes sure that we all are good and stuff," Emilee shrugged it off and then the two of us fell into silence.

When we finally did finish the dishes, it was pretty late, so Emilee and I hurried back to the common room since we didn't have much sleep from the night before. Only we didn't make it to our dormitory because Emilee ran into her good old friends James, Remus, Sirius, and Peter. Not that I was complaining about seeing Remus.

I am not responsible for anything I did that night. I was sleepy and cranky, and I had dishwater hands. So you can not blame me for the events I am about to describe to you.

Although nothing really happened.

We met up with the guys around the staircase we took to get to our common room.

"What are you doing out here?" we all asked at once, which is quite an amazing feat, if you asked me.

"We have a note," I explained, shoving the piece of paper Filch had given us incase we ran into a teacher or someone important, such as the head boy.

James took the note and looked it over, "Oh, Ems. You got Christina detention on her first day here? You're a bad influence." He shook his head and laughed when I snatched the note back.

"You still haven't told us what you're doing out here." Chris interjected. What can I say? I have her well trained.

The guys started to act all shifty, which they tend to do a lot more lately.

"We were, uh..." Sirius started. I looked over at him and put my hands on my hips. He looked as if he was trying to think up an excuse, but quickly smiled and walked over to me, putting his arm around my shoulders and started up the staircase.

"Why don't we just head up to the common room? You two are looking tired." If I hadn't of yawned on the word 'tired' I would've fought him on it; but, because I did, I let him drag me to the common room and bottom of the girl's staircase.

"I'm not letting you guys off that easy. Come tomorrow we are going to have a talk," I said as a goodbye. I had to practically drag Chris away from Remus, but we finally made it to bed.

I woke up sometime in the middle of the night, confused and droggy. I was confused because I couldn't remember what had woken me up and droggy because that's just how I am when I wake up. I sat up, stretched, moved to get out of bed, and nearly screamed bloody murder when I saw Sirius and James standing near the door.

"What are you two doing?" I whispered loudly.

Sirius and James were too busy looking at my pants, though, which were blue, and dotted with flying bronze ravens.

"You traitor," James whispered, accusingly pointing a finger at my pajama bottoms.

I grabbed his finger and pushed it back towards him, "You better tell me why you're here or I'll push you down the staircase."

"You better tell us why you're wearing pro-Ravenclaw pajamas or we'll...disown you." Sirius said, crossing his arms. James followed suit and I laughed at them.

"My mum was in Ravenclaw, okay? Now," I said grabbing both their arms and dragging them outside the door, which was a mistake because we all fell down the staircase into a giant heap of limbs.

"Ems!" Sirius and James growled as they got up.

I extended my hands for them to grab, which they did, and they helped me up, "What? I didn't think it'd do that because I'm a girl."

"Or are you?" Sirius wiggled his eyebrows.

"Shut up," I said, hitting him, then walked over to sit on the couch near the fire, "So, are you going to tell me why you were in the girl's dormitory in the middle of the night?"

They sat down on either side of me, and leaned forward in a business sort of way; crossed hands, solemn faces.

"Emilee, we have a proposition for you." James started. I just raised an eyebrow at him.

"Might I just add how lovely you are looking tonight?" Sirius said sweetly. I blushed; maybe Chris was right about me being pathetic.

"Will you guys just tell me what is going on?" I asked, exasperated.

James looked at Sirius, who nodded, and pulled something from behind the couch. On closer inspection, it looked like a couple pieces of paper.

"Exhibit A," James explained, holding up a piece of paper. It had a stick figure on it, "Mr. Remus J. Lupin." I nodded, only slightly laughing as Sirius held up the next piece of paper for me, "Exhibit B, Miss Christina Rice." This stick figure was the same as the first, except it had a skirt and a bow on its head. I nodded again as James put down his paper and picked up another. "Our objective is this," he said, dramatically turning the paper over; it showed the boy stick figure and the girl stick figure with touching arm lines.

"Are they supposed to be holding hands?" I asked, my voice rising as I started to laugh. Sirius laughed along with me and James glowered at us.

"He's the one who drew the picture," Sirius explained.

I nodded as my laughing slowed, and I leaned over and hugged James. He looked away, and I squeezed harder, "I'm just kidding James. And," I said as I looked up at him. He looked at me from the corner of his eyes and I could tell he was trying not to laugh, "As an added treat, I'll lean on Lily to go out with you on the upcoming Hogsmeade."

James turned to fully look at me, eyes gleaming, "Really?"

I nodded and James sighed and gave me a hug back. "Now on to business," he said pushing him off me. I looked at Sirius, who was jokingly looking at me in awe.

I shrugged, "I just know the right buttons to push. Plus, I'm loveable, nobody can't love me."

Sirius looked at James, "It's because she's a girl, isn't it?"

James smiled at me and put a hand on my shoulder, "No, it's because she's our girl."

I smiled at the two of them, "You two are the world's best charmers. Fine, I'll help. What are you planning?"

James gave my shoulder a squeeze before letting go, as Sirius excitedly said, "We are planning a midnight palooza!"

Confused, I looked at James who was smiling too, "We've decided to have some sort of party for them. Sirius thinks we should have it at midnight."

I nodded slowly, thinking about it, "Midnight would be good, as long as it was the weekend or something, like a break."

Sirius smiled, "See, Ems thinks midnight would be good."

We spent about an hour planning this party, until I began to drift asleep. I was awake long enough to feel James move, maybe to clean things up, and Sirius put a blanket over me. Then I felt the two move to get comfortable, before I fell asleep; my head on James' side and Sirius' on mine. We had all fallen asleep sideways.