Hogwarts High
Disclaimer: This is written by two Harry potter fan girls, we do not own him as much as we want to say we do. So for this fic, you may thank Miss. Rowling and our two authoresses; DemonofDoom and Jillibean
-Chapter Three-
Chaos
The alarm clock went off, bringing a groan from the dark green curtains and a hand coming out and swiping the clock to the floor with a crash. The alarm continued to ring and a bleary eyed Carrie stuck her head out of the curtains, pointed her wand at the clock and shouted "SILENCIO!" leaving the clock to ring silently.
A few moments later, however, she found herself walking into the bathroom and starting the showers, rubbing her head. "Oww…"
At breakfast, Carrie, who had overcome the mini hangover, and Skye, who was smart and didn't get one, were bouncing around and singing funny little songs they had heard on their old muggle radio. All of the guys moaned loudly and swatted at their irritatingly perky friends, who danced out of their grasp.
"Go away!" Sirius yelled, soon regretting it and holding his head. "I've got the hangover from hell…" Skye and Carrie only cackled and finished their breakfast.
-On to classes! -
Carrie and Severus were at math class, which was at the level of Algebra 2. Carrie was going with it smoothly and had finished early, but Severus on the other hand...
"Since when did they add letters to it?" he asked frustrated.
"Umm, a few hundred years ago...I think..." she replied. "But it's not that difficult to figure out."
"How is that possible."
"See here," she pointed to his paper, "This is a polymer. Each x has a different power. You need to factor it. Then make it equal to zero. But this problem can't be factored so you should use the quadratic formula."
"AAAAHHHH!" Severus screamed, banging his head against the desk repeatedly.
-At the same time in English Class...-
Skye was already finished with her essay, and was helping Remus with his.
"You need a thesis in your essay," she said reading his essay over his shoulder, "And in order to have the paragraphs flow better, have transition sentences about the next paragraph at the end of each paragraph." She pointed out his errors.
"Okay..." he said, writing in some new material, "How's this."
She leaned closer to read the essay. Due to the fact Remus is a werewolf, his senses are much more acute. But, even if he weren't, the strawberry perfume would still devour him whole. It's sweetness, such a smell of only her...
"...This sentence is punctuated wrong...are you listening?" Skye asked, looking down at him with a puzzled and irritated expression.
"Uhh..Yea! Of course, so how's it wrong?" he replied, smiling innocently.
"It has a semicolon with two independent ideas. Replace it with a period."
"Okay."
-At History an hour later...-
Carrie was asleep during the extremely boring lecture on the great depression in the United States. Severus sat next to her taking notes diligently. He would steal glances at her, sending her sixth sense off a lot, disturbing her sleep.
-Planet Science-
Unfortunately for the students of Trelawney's second hour planet science class, the superintendent decided to pay a surprise visit in the middle of the class period.
"Notice how Jupiter's moons revolve around it at such a precise degree..." Professor Trelawney said, pointing to the small simulation projected on the single white wall of the classroom, while circling the class like an overgrown moth.
The superintendent walked in silently, catching no ones attention and settling himself into one of the chairs, listening to Trelawney talk about positions and formations on Jupiter.
Suddenly, the Professor leaped up with a shriek. "My dear Miss Light..." she breathed down at Skye, who sat looking slightly peeved at her teachers poor lessons. "I fear I have just seen something in your eyes… something horrible, are you well?"
"Peachy, thanks." Skye hissed, glaring at Trelawney and her lack of capibilty of staying in 'muggle mode'
"But child!" she insisted. "Are you perfectly sure that you are not feeling the least bit ill? Perhaps a fever? A head cold?" Skye's eyes darkened, being quite aggravated at her professors imitation of her own spectacular sense.
"I'm perfectly well, thanks." She pressed.
"My child," Trelawney said, swirling her shawl over her thin shoulders. "I'm not sure you see the sever ness of the situation... I fear that I see the Grimm!"
Skye looked up at her unamused. "And I, Professor," she whispered so only those at her table and Trelawney could hear. "Have seen the Grimm haunting your bedchamber; I'd stay far from there if I were you. I also see the only one who could bring you bad health standing directly behind you."
Professor Trelawney turned with a gasp, coming nose to nose with the superintendent. "Continue in your lesson, Professor." He spoke softly.
"Yes! Ah! Jupiter!"
-Moments later in Carrie's Art class...-
"OooO, I'm loving this drawing!" Carrie exclaimed.
"Isn't that a little narcissistic?" Severus asked, "But it's way better than mine..."
"No, it's good, you just need to change her eyes..."
She leaned over and started to change the eyes a little. His face blushed a little at the closeness.
"So," said the superintendent, who had just walked up, having just left Skye's class. "What's this drawing?"
"This is mine!" Carrie said lifting up her paper.
It was a detailed charcoal drawing of an angel having her wing ripped off by a dark winged angel.
"Isn't it pretty?" she gushed.
The superintendent just walked away, towards the exit of the room with his hand over his mouth.
"Was it something I said?"
"See! Your drawing is way better than mine!" Severus commented.
"No one is good at everything," Carrie said, "Like I'm not good at history."
He looked at his own drawing, to see that the eyes looked more realistic. The hair was different from that of the model, but since his drawing wasn't all that good, he was glad that Carrie didn't see who that character was...
The twenty-minute break flew by for the Marauders and friends, and as they trudged back into the castle for their next classes the cloud of boredom already washing over them, Carrie grabbed Skye.
"I'm kidnapping Skye!" she screeched, hauling the yelping pixie away to her class.
Remus laughed and looked over. "Someone ought to save her…"
Sirius blinked at him blandly. "You forget we're dealing with Carrie here."
Remus' face fell. "Your right…"
Eventually Carrie let Skye go to her math class, much to the pixie's dismay.
"Ugh, I hate math," Skye said, running her fingers through her hair. "If only Carrie was here! She's the one who likes math..."
"Well, we can figure this out on our own...somehow..." James said, "...someday..."
After an uneventful lunch, the group met up for PE, in which they were beginning a soccer unit. Carrie and Skye were on opposing teams. Remus and Sirius were on Carries team and James and Severus were on Skye's. Both teams were good, however Remus kept playing the gentleman and let Skye steal the ball from him, pass by him, and score past him at any given moment, aggravating Sirius greatly.
"Why do you always have to be the fucking gentleman?" he screeched over at Remus, who had just let Skye score again. "This is a violent game! We gotta cream our opponents!" Remus looked at him sullenly.
"I like to let her win..."
"ARRG!"
Carrie continued to enjoy the friendly rivalry between her and Skye;whenever Skye would score, Carrie would cheer and when Carrie scored, Skye would hug her.
Sadly enough, the class had to end, and the girls were once again, separated.
As the group entered their modified muggle studies class, Remus' stomach grumbled loudly. "Sooo hungry…." He moaned, falling into his chair and clenching his stomach
"Remus! You just ate!" Skye exclaimed. "And a lot of food at that."
"Yes but, he's a growing were- uh boy." Sirius stated receiving a firm jab in the ribs from Remus.
"… Oh…" Skye replied, eyeing both of the boys.
"Class!" The professor shouted, glancing at the door nervously. "Lets get start our new section on the Elizabethan age…"
As the teacher continued to drone, Remus' tummy rumbles got louder and more frequent, and, after one particularly loud grumble professor Treehorn snapped.
"Mr. Lupin!" She exclaimed, slamming her hands on her desk. "If you cannot control your bodily functions just this once, you will be asked to leave my class, permanently."
Remus sank into his chair and mumbled,
"Its not like I can control it."
"Excuse me?"
"Nothing Professor Treehorn."
"I thought so." Professor Treehorn returned to her lesson, hardly paying notice to Skye's clenched hands.
A millisecond after the bell rang, Skye stomped furious out of the classroom, followed by the other students shortly after. She walked back to the common room, throwing open the door and stomping over to the roaring fireplace, sitting down on a couch facing the fire, yanking a huge novel from one of the red cushions and starting to read, her eyes furiously dancing across the page and her feet tapping angrily.
Seconds later the Marauders fell through the old portrait hole, gasping for breath. Peter came over and flopped next to Skye on the couch.
"Wow! Your fast! And you didn't even use a secret passage!"
Skye lifted her brown eyes only long enough to give peter a glare that would peel paint.
"Sorry" he squeaked as he dove off the couch and skittered away.
Remus sat down in Peter's stead, placing one arm behind Skye. "What's wrong?" he looked down at her, pushing his light but slightly sweaty brown hair from his eyes.
Skye continued to read, ignoring him. Remus sighed and rose, starting to walk away. "If you need me I'll be upstairs…"
"I don't like how she treated you." Remus turned to stare at Skye.
"What?"
"I said: I don't like how Professor Treehorn was treating you." She slammed her book shut with a snap. "It was like you were less of a person then her, like you were and animal, something that didn't belong." She continued to stare down at the fire, feeling Remus' surprised gaze on the back of her head. "It's wrong for her to do that."
Remus walked over and sat down next to her again. "Oh, Bird, it doesn't bother me; everyone does it."
Skye snapped her head up. "Just because everyone does it doesn't make it right."
He smiled and looked around, seeing the others had left. "Your right I shouldn't take their prejudicious."
"I just don't understand why they target you; lots of students lost their fathers and have a hard time making ends meet… what did you do?" She looked up at him sadly.
"Some people are afraid of me," he said softly, looking into the flames, keeping his eyes from hers.
"That's another thing I don't understand; fear, you? You're far too gentle, you would never hurt anyone! You'd have to turn into a monster every blue moon to be capable of hurting someone." She smiled confidently.
"A little more often then that…" he muttered under his breath, eyes staring into the dancing flames.
AN Jillibean-
Yes!a tiny bit of Drama! LoL! Most of the situations in this chapter were either planned out ages ago or acualy took place recently ((EX: the soccer game)) DofD did most of the planning for this chapter, though I had prewritten and filled in sections as well.
Also, sense this is my first offical authors note, I thought id tell you where the fic came from (even though DofD told you all last chapter..) just had an image of Sirius hexing the crap out of Severus during a run in PE; how such small visions soar!
Hope you all like the fic thus far, chapter four(untitled) is already on its way!
THE CREATOR & THE MAD BISHENIST
Jillibean