A/N: Hi!! I saw the CoS!! It was AMAZING!! I loved it soooooo much!!! Now I'm looking forward to PoA!!!! Yay! I cannot wait to see Sirius; he's my favoritest character ever!!!! Aaaanyway, here's chapter five! Not much plot, but be patient, it will come soon, I promise!
DISCLAIMER: JKR owns the characters you recognize, Abba owns Chiquitita, my auntie owned Lily's house (but she's moved since), my dad came up with the orange questions, and you can keep Ritchie. I HATE HIM!!
Chapter 5: Perkiness, bridesmaids, oranges and Abba!
Lily woke up on her first morning in seventh year smiling. She loved being at Hogwarts, and not having to face 'Tuna first thing in the morning. She admitted that she sometimes missed her parents and their cozy flat in tooting, but Hogwarts was always fun. She loved the flat she had lived in since she was born. It had three bedrooms, it was the perfect size. It was upstairs in what had probably been a two-story house, but it, like the rest of the street it had been converted to two flats. The Evans' lived in the upstairs, and Lily's room overlooked the street and a tree was right in front of her window. Looking out, she felt like she was Francie in A Tree Grows in Brooklyn, her favorite book ever.
But she wasn't at home now. She was in Hogwarts. Her dormitory was home, too. It was a miasma of colours and personalities brought by the six inhabitants. In the corner, Adele and Sophie had pictures of bunnies and kittens and other pink fluffy things. According to Lena, if their IQs were any lower they'd need watering. But that was Lena's opinion. Ok, so Lily agreed with her. Ally's favorite colour was purple, so the area around her bed was dominated by it. Kim had her area covered in her own favorite colours; orange and yellow. Lily's own bed was yellow, like her room at home. And Lena … Lily looked over at the bed next to hers. She could barely make Lena out amid the mass of navy and gold that surrounded, and indeed, engulfed her bed. It was even harder to make out Lena as she was wearing navy and gold pyjamas.
"Hi," Lena said. "Nice of you to wake up, at last." Lily looked at the clock on her bedside table.
"Technically, I'm awake early. My alarm won't ring for another ten minutes," Lily informed her friend. "Just because you were awake at the crack of dawn as usual, doesn't mean that the rest of us have to be."
"I've only been awake for half an hour," Lena said. "I've been admiring the view." Lily rolled her eyes. Lena's mother didn't allow Lena to hang posters in her room at home, but Lena had covered practically every square inch of her bed and the wall around it with posters of her favorite Quidditch team, Puddlemere United, explaining the mass of navy and gold.
"I love my bed," Lena said wistfully. Lena was the only one of her friends who was really passionate about Quidditch. The other girls would watch the games at school, if Gryffindor were playing, but Lena would go to every match, and her mum took her to professional games, too.
"It's like a boy's bed," Lily said. "I think you're half tomboy."
"Who is?" Ally asked groggily from the bed on the other side of Lena.
"Me," Lena answered. "Because of my lovely Puddlemere bed."
"I don't think you are, Lena, I don't think you can be classified," Ally said. "You're just ... you." Lena grinned.
"Thanks, Ally," she said. Kim groaned, sitting up.
""Lena, how come you can be so chirpy first thing in the morning?" she asked.
"I don't know," she replied. "I just don't want to miss anything."
"I've never met someone who was as early a riser as you," Lily said.
"I have," Lena said. "Sirius is a morning person, too."
"Really?" Ally asked.
"Yeah," she replied. "And don't say what I know you're going to say. We're friends." Lily's alarm clock rang.
"We have to get up now," Kim said.
"Yeah," Lily sighed.
"Oh, stop complaining!" Lena exclaimed. "Honestly! Moaning Myrtle is more cheerful than you lot!" Lily laughed. Lena ran to the bathroom door.
"Hey!" Lily said, smile disappearing. Lena smiled mischievously. Lily sighed.
"Oh, come on!" Lena exclaimed. "I'm going to rename this room the 'Room Of Sighs'! If you really need to use the bathroom, go join your friend Myrtle!" Lena closed the door.
*****
"Sirius, even think of bouncing and I will curse you, I swear," Remus said.
"Oooh, touchy!" Sirius exclaimed. "Well, c'mon, get up, we've got pranks to pull!"
"Not this early in the morning," Peter said.
*****
The girls sat at the Gryffindor table for breakfast, in slightly better moods than earlier. McGonagall moved along the table, handing out schedules.
"Yippee," Lily said, unenthusiastically. "Double Runes first on a Monday morning."
"Could be worse," Lena said. "You could have Professor Dreyfus, like me. " Down the table, Sirius glanced at his timetable.
"SHIT!!!" he exclaimed, loudly. The hall fell silent. Everyone stared at him for a few seconds, and then James laughed. The rest of the school went back to their breakfast.
"Would you like to explain your loud exclamation of obscenity?" James inquired.
"Double Dreyfus," he said. Lena walked up.
"Morning, Siri," she said. "That was naughty! No swearing at the breakfast table."
"You'd swear too if you had double Dreyfus first thing in the morning," he said defensively
"I do have him now, and I didn't swear. Well, at least not as loud as you," she said, smiling.
"Ha! Acting all innocent!" James said "Typical woman!"
"There is nothing typical about Lena, trust me," Sirius said, finishing his toast. "So are you coming to Magical Languages?"
"Yes," Lena said, and grabbed her bag from the chair. "Lilz, I'm heading to Magical Languages, 'kay?" she said. Lily nodded.
"Bye," she called. Lena and Sirius walked out of the Great Hall and up the marble staircase to the classroom where the Magical Languages class was held.
"So which two languages have you picked to study?" Sirius asked.
"I took the silly option – Mermish and Gobbledygook," she replied, grinning.
"Me too!" he said. "The others were all boring."
"Yeah," Lena agreed. "We'll be in the same group, then."
"Good. I'll have someone to talk to, at least," he said. "You're not James, but you'll do."
"Fine, then," Lena said, pretending to be offended. "I'm waaay more fun than James, I'll have you know.
"Really?" Sirius asked. "Prove it."
"I watch Monty Python," she said.
"James plays pranks," Sirius replied.
"I could play pranks, too," Lena said.
"Would you?" he asked.
"Yes," Lena said. "They seem like loadsa fun."
"And who would you play the prank on?" he asked, as they entered the classroom.
"Hmmm, Snape, Malfoy, Lestrange, all the Slytherins," she recited. "I'd definitely do something to the Potter Fan Club, and Dreyfus."
"The Potter Fan Club?" Sirius asked, puzzled. Lena smiled.
"Oh, that's what we call Adele, Sophie, and those other girls in our year who practically faint at the sight of James," Lena exclaimed.
"Is there a Black Fan Club?" Sirius inquired.
"No," she replied. "There's a help line."
"Ha. Ha. Ha. There should be a fan club," he said, and then his eyes lit up. "Do you want to start one?"
"I think it's a bad sign when you have to start your own fan club," Lena said.
"Not really, I'm just not appreciated as much as I should be," he said. Lena snorted.
"Graceful," came a voice from behind her. Lena's smile disappeared. She turned around and stared absently at the wall. Sirius turned to the voice. It was a Ravenclaw, the captain of the Quidditch team.
"Hi. Ritchie, isn't it?" Sirius said.
"Yeah, Rob Ritchie," he replied. "And you're Sirius Black." Sirius nodded.
"Are you in the Memish-Gobbledegook class, too?" Sirius asked. Ritchie shook his head.
"I want to talk to Lena," he said. Lena remained resolute. "Hello," he said. "What's up? Cat got your tongue?" Sirius looked at Lena, then at Ritchie then back again. He could sense that Lena was uncomfortable. Something wasn't right … Ritchie was trying his best to get her to talk, but Lena was having none of it. And that wasn't like Lena; she was normally very open and friendly. "Oh, forget it," Ritchie said, loosing his rag. "Who cares, you're only another Gryffindor slapper." Sirius was pretty close to blowing his own top.
"Lena, I want you to know that normally I don't believe that violence solves anything," Sirius said. "However, I also believe that one must make exceptions." He lifted up his hand as if to hit Ritchie, but Ritchie stepped back.
"It's ok," he said calmly. "I have everything I wanted from her, anyway." Lena's face only showed the hurt for a split second before returning to its inert expression. Sirius noticed this, and was relieved to see Ritchie walking away. He turned to Lena, who was still staring at the wall.
"He's gone, Lee," Sirius told her.
"You didn't have to do that," she said, turning around
"It's ok," he said. "I wanted to."
"But you didn't have to," she repeated.
"I know, but he was being a prat. And he was making you uncomfortable," Sirius said. "And no one does that to my friends." Lena smiled.
"Thanks," she said.
"What was it about?" Sirius asked. "I mean, why was he saying that stuff?" Lena was dreading this question.
"I don't think I know you well enough to tell you that story," Lena said, hoping that he wouldn't be offended.
"Have you told Lily?" he asked. Lena nodded.
"Good. Just as long as you're talking to someone," Sirius said. Lena couldn't believe it. She would never have known that Sirius could be this … sweet. She had always thought of him as just a messer, but he was a really good friend.
"Thanks," she said.
"No problem," he replied. "But you can talk to me, aswell. I'd like to get to know you better, and not just to get the dirt on that Ritchie git."
"Yeah, I'd like that too," Lena said, smiling. "Lets stay friends, even if Lily gets really mad at me for hanging out with you."
"Agreed," Sirius said, grinning.
*****
They did become closer over the next few weeks, and Lily was a little upset. And she was also very annoyed. James was continually flirting with her, and he was being so … charming. She either wanted to hex him or hit him, she didn't know which.
After their first Transfiguration class, Professor McGonagall called Lily and James to her desk.
"The first prefects meeting will be held next friday. As Head Boy and Girl, you are responsible for organizing and chairing the meetings. I trust you will act responsibly and with maturity," McGonagall said. "I would advise you to meet by yourself and plan the meeting. Here is a list of the other prefects, and you will need to make sure that they know it is on." She handed the list to Lily and the two of them walked out.
"So which night can you organize the meeting?" Lily asked, businesslike.
"Well, I have detention with Cooke on Wednesday, Flitwick on Thursday, and Kettle burn on Tuesday," James said.
"How did you ever make Head Boy?" Lily said.
"Because of my intense charisma," he said brightly.
"Well, could you please try not to get a detention for Monday night?" Lily asked.
"Sure," he said, grinning. "It's a date."
"It is a meeting to discuss our first duty as Head Boy and Girl, it is not a date," she said, and stormed off.
*****
"I think we should open by introducing the new prefects and running through their duties," Lily said the next Monday night.
"Yeah, but don't boss them around, that's not fair," James said.
"What do you think, should we give them presents?" Lily asked sarcastically.
"No, I think they should give us presents," he said. Lily chose to ignore the stupid suggestions.
"Then we should give the password for the prefect's bathroom," Lily said.
"What is it?" James asked.
"We have to come up with it ourselves," Lily said.
"Ooh, make it 'badger'!" James suggested.
"Badger?" Lily asked.
"Yeah," James replied.
"Ok," Lily said, rolling her eyes. "Then we need to explain about the new forbidden items –"
"What are they?" James interrupted, curiously. Lily scanned the list.
"Screaming yoyos, wart growing potions and exploding teacakes," she said.
"Ok," James said.
"I think that's about it," Lily said. "Do you have anything else to add?"
"Yeah, I have one question," James said. "Are you sure this wasn't a date?"
"Yes," Lily replied. "If it was a date, it was the worst one I was ever on."
*****
"Lee," Sirius said one night in the middle of September. They were in the common room late at night.
"Yes?" she asked. "And don't call me Lee."
"If an orange is called an orange because it's orange, then why isn't an apple called a green, or a red?" he asked. Lena smiled. Most of their conversations were this bizarre.
"Good question," she said. "But," she continued, "is an orange called an orange because it's orange, or is orange called orange because an orange is orange?" Sirius' brow furrowed in thought.
"I don't know," he replied. "My head hurts from thinking about it."
"Mine too," Lena said. "And I think the word orange has last all meaning to me." Sirius yawned.
"I'm going to hit the sack, ok?" he said.
"Yup, I will, too," she said. "'Night." That night, Sirius dreamed of giant purple oranges.
"But then again, they weren't oranges, they were purples," he said to Lena the next morning at breakfast, after explaining his dream.
"But are purples purple –" she started.
"Stop!" Sirius exclaimed. "My head is hurting again!" They were interrupted by the arrival of the mail. Pinky swooped down to Lena.
"Hello," Lena said, stroking her. "How are you?" The owl hooted and nipped Lena's hand, before taking off again. Lena opened her letter. It was from her mother.
Hello,
How are you? Are you having fun in your last year at school? Tell everyone we said hi.
Your dad and me are missing you; the house is quiet without you. Funny hoe we're still not used to you being gone after six years!
Good news, I might be transferred to the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Office. I don't mind at all. The head of the department is really nice, he's just started as the head, but he's been working there for a couple of years. His name is Arthur Weasley; he'll make a much better boss than Mrs. Black!
How is Sirius? I hope he's doing well.
Talk to you later.
Love,
Mum.
Lena folded up her letter. Lily was reading a letter from her own mum.
Dear Lily,
How is term going? Are you enjoying being Head Girl? I hope everything is well.
I have a favour to ask you; I know that you and Petunia don't really get along,
'Understatement of the year,' Lily thought.
but I was wondering if you would be her bridesmaid. It would make your father and I really happy and don't worry, I'll convince your sister. Please say you will, I really want you two to sort things out.
She's being fitted for her dress on the 26th of September. I included a letter to your principal and Head of House, explaining why you would be traveling to London. I was thinking that they might let Lena come, too, and you two could go shopping. How would you get here, though? Have you any ideas?
Please come,
Love from,
Mum.
Lily groaned.
"What's wrong?" Lena asked.
"Mum wants me to be a bridesmaid for 'Tuna," Lily told her. "She wants me to go to London to get fitted, and said you could come, too."
"When is it?" Lena asked.
"The Saturday before your birthday," Lily answered.
"OK," Lena answered. She reached into her bag for her schedule. Reading it, she noticed they had potions first.
"Damn," she said. "I left my cauldron in the dorm. I'll meet you outside the class, ok?" Lily nodded.
"Ok," Lily said.
"She has a birthday?" Sirius asked when Lena had left.
"Yes, Sirius, one a year, just like everybody else," Lily answered sarcastically.
"When is it?" he asked.
"First of October," Lily answered. He looked thoughtful. "Are you going to get her something?" Lily asked.
"Yep," he answered. "I know just what to do. She's turning seventeen, right?"
"Yeah, Lena's the baby of our year," Lily said. James walked in and sat next to Sirius. Lily grabbed her bag and the letters her mum had sent her. "I'm going to give these to McGonagall and Dumbledore," she said, and walked out of the hall before James said anything to her.
"Bye, Lily," Sirius called distractedly after her. He turned to James. "Prongs, its Lena's birthday soon, and I have an idea of what to get her—" he started.
"Somefink special?" James asked, raising his eyebrows suggestively. Sirius smiled sarcastically.
"Maybe. No, listen, this is what I'm going to do …," he said, whispering something to him. James smiled.
"Good idea," he said. "She'll love it! And she'll love you after it."
"That is not why I'm doing this," Sirius said.
"Sure," James said, unconvinced. "I'll believe that."
"Yeah, and I'll believe you weren't looking at Lily's arse as she walked out of the hall," Sirius replied. James spluttered indignantly. "Left you speechless, has she?" Sirius asked sweetly. "C'mon, let's go to potions." When they got to the dungeon, Lena was standing alone.
"Hi," she said. "Have you seen Lily?"
"She went to talk to Dumbledore about the dress thingy," Sirius answered.
"Ok," she said.
"I heard you're going to try out for the Quidditch team," James said, and Lena shrugged.
"I'm thinking of changing my mind," she said, deliberately avoiding Sirius' eyes. 'I can't believe this!" Sirius thought, 'she can't back out. She's just being stubborn. I think I know what to do to get her to try out …' he winked at James, who looked confused.
"Well, yeah, now that I think of it, you were ok," Sirius said. Lena looked at him, confused, and a little hurt.
"You said I was really good," she said. Sirius shrugged.
"Yeah, you were good, but that's all," he said. James caught on.
"C'mon, sweetie. You didn't think you'd really be as good as me, did you?" he asked, and Lena's face reddened.
"No, 'sweetie,' I'm better. And I can prove it, too. I promise you I am going to try out, and show you up," she declared, and then clapped her hand over her mouth, realizing that she had been tricked. "Shit!" she exclaimed. Sirius and James started laughing.
"Bastards!" she said, hitting Sirius on the arm. "Ugh! You are so annoying!" Peter walked up behind James and stared at the two of them.
"What did he do?" Peter asked. James smiled.
"Oh, we made her promise to try out," he told Peter. Sirius was now running around trying to avoid being hit on the head.
"You too!" she exclaimed, rounding on James and walloping him on the head. James laughed and tried to duck from her next blow.
"But you'll have to try out now, Lena," James said. "You promised!"
"Humph!" she said, folding her arms and slumping down against the wall. She pouted exaggeratedly. Sirius smiled and sat beside her.
"Aww, what wrong with ickle Lee?" he asked.
"Nothing, and don't call me Lee," she answered sulkily.
"C'mon Lena," he said, exaggerating the 'na.' "I know you want to tell me. C'mon, tell me what's wrong." Then he grinned. "That reminds me of a song," he said. Lena stopped pretending to pout and looked at him.
"What?" she asked.
"Chiquitita, tell me what's wroooong," he sang, very off-key. Lena groaned. He continued. "You're enchained by your own sorroooow." James groaned aswell.
"The next note is going to be worse," Lena warned James, Peter and now Remus, who had just arrived.
"I—i—i—i—i-iinnnnn your eyes, there is no hope for tomorrow!" Sirius went on, and the other four clapped their hands over their ears.
"Chiquitita, you and I knooooooow," he sang, getting louder with every horrible note. The others had heard enough. They attacked him. After a few frantic seconds, in which the chorus of 'Chiquitita' was yelled out, all that could be heard was a muffled sound. James Remus and Peter had knocked Sirius to the ground, Peter and James pinning his legs down. Remus covered Sirius' mouth with his hands, saving them from the singing, and Lena sat on his stomach and held his arms down.
"Ha!" she said triumphantly, her face inches from his. "Got ya!" It was a compromising position, to say the least. Unfortunately, it was the way Lily found them when she rounded the corner.
'Ok,' she thought. 'This is weird. Lena is sitting on Sirius Black. James Potter and Peter Pettigrew are feeling him up, and Remus Lupin is trying to suffocate him.' She cleared her throat and they all jumped up. Sirius immediately began singing.
"You'll be dancing once agaaain, the pain will eeeennnnd, you will have no time for greiviiiiiinnnnn." Lily shuddered.
"Go back, please! Stop him!" she cried as he hit the high note. The four immediately resumed their positions. Just then, the Slytherins arrived. They looked at the five Gryffindors on the floor as if they had a dozen heads. Sirius jerked his hand from under Lena's grip and waved merrily at Snape and Malfoy.
"Here's something interesting," Snape said icily. "Having an orgy?"
"No, Snape, you should know what an orgy looks like by now," Remus said casually. "How long have you been sharing a dorm with Crabbe, Goyle and Malfoy? About seven years, I believe." The Slytherin's eyes narrowed. Sirius started to try to talk. Remus looked at him. "Are you going to sing?" he asked. Sirius shook his head. "Promise?" Sirius nodded. Remus took his hands away from Sirius' mouth.
"Snape, why did you say you were interested in us having an orgy? Would you like to watch an orgy?" Sirius asked. Lena laughed. Sirius looked at her. "Can you get off me now?" he asked her. She grinned.
"Are you sure you want me to?" she asked wickedly.
"Well, despite all the fun I'm having here, we've got potions now," he said, "So you kinda have to."
"Aww!" she said, and didn't move. "Promise you'll never sing that song again," she said.
"If it gets you to sit on me, I might just sing it more often," he said, smiling. "Only joking. I promise I won't," he said, and she stood up. Just then, their potions teacher, Professor Cooke arrived. As they were filing into class, Lena leaned over and whispered in Sirius' ear:
"You don't have to sing to get me to sit on you, by the way."
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A/N: Oooh, the flirting has begun!!! Yay!!!
I really can't wait until Lena's birthday; wait till you see what the boys do for her!! I hope that the next chapter won't be long, but I have Christmas tests in three weeks time, so I don't know when I'll have it up. It could be mid-December, sorry!
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