Title: Humble Star
Series: Fic-For-All Fanmix
Author: Jmaria
Rating: Pg-13
Disclaimer: Joss owns Faith, JK owns Rita.
Pairing: FfA #2314 Faith / Rita Skeeter (HP)
Summary: 20 songs, 20 pairings. Humble Star by Blessid Union of Souls
Part Summary: Rita seeks out a rising star of the Wizarding world...

Humble Star

Faith gritted her teeth and clenched her fists. She wished she'd never yanked that damn brat out of the middle of the street. Shoulda just let the damn bus flatten him. Course, Harry'd explained later that the Knight Bus would and could stop on a dime. Too bad she'd kinda taken to the little shit, or else she'd toss him right back into traffic for gloating.

"Consider it a rite of passage, F," Harry grinned as the petite reporter shoved her way through the crowd at King's Cross Station towards them.

"Consider how painful my foot up your ass is gonna be, H," Faith gritted. "We're around a lot of things I can kill you with."

"Yeah, but Rita'd only want an interview with you even more. She doesn't like me, you know."

"Heard that was 'Mione who she didn't like," Faith turned to teen next to her.

"Well, we're not on each other's Christmas card list," Hermione sighed.

"Miss Lehane -" Rita called, and proceeded to woo-hoo at her.

"Fuck, where'd she learn that name?"

"Faith!" Hermione admonished.
"Uh, I might've let that one slip..." Harry said sheepishly.

"H, you better start runnin'," Faith glared.

"Right then, have a good year," Hermione said, just as Rita came frighteningly close.

"See you at Christmas, Faith," Harry grinned, bustling off to join the other students piling on the Hogwarts Express.

"Miss Lehane, I was told I could catch up to you here," Rita smirked as she whipped out her charmed quill.

"I already told you no comment, lady," Faith gritted.

"You're a tragically dark figure, much like young Potter. Is that why you leapt to save him?"

"You don't take a hint, do ya?" Faith yelled, finally getting angry enough to lash out and punch the woman. "Back the fuck off!"

The quill kept on doodling on the pad, while Rita was flat on her back. Out of curiosity, Faith peered down at it grinning before hurrying out of the train station. She'd kinda love to see that punch make the front.