a/n: was that a long time ago? Anyway, I think it's not. At least I'm updating regularly. I'm sorry for the too-long wait because I'm really busy, my notes, my exams, my dance recital, my home-reading report, etc!

thanks for the reviews, anyway.

CHAPTER 8: WHOEVER TALKS WILL KISS…

It was Peter. Sirius and Kristanna glared at him.

"Hi Peter, do you want a drink?" James said, offering his bottle.

"Sure," Peter replied, beaming. He took the bottle and drank every drop of butterbeer. Kristanna looked at him disgustedly.

Lily sighed as she took the bottle from the table and lifting it up, about to drink. "Lily," Kristanna interrupted, taking the butterbeer and pouring the contents out of the window, "You don't have to drink."

Lily raised her eyebrow. "What the bloody hell is happening to you?" she asked. "Earlier, you're telling me that I should drink. Now you're pouring everything out."

Kristanna poured out all the contents until the last drop. "There's a bee…" she stuttered, "…there's a bee in your drink," she confirmed, nodding guiltily.

Lily surveyed the bottle. "Are you sure?" she asked, shaking the bottle slightly. "A bee cannot fit inside the bottle mouth this small," she said.

"Maybe I'm wrong, I'm farsighted, you know," Kristanna said smartly.

"You know, Evans, you should make it a habit to go out with me," James finally said smugly, grabbing the luck in the situation.

Lily opened her mouth to retort. "Hey, James I-am-so-arrogant Potter, I think you should not be like that," she said. "I'm not as dumb, flirt, and ignorant like those girls!" she shouted, pointing at a group of girls who immediately stopped giggling and walked out of the bar with harassed faces, one of them still flashing his James Potter-on-a-broom banner.

Kristanna clapped her hands on her forehead as the cat and dog started to bawl at each other. It lasted for what? Five minutes? All other bar costumers were looking at the cockfight while Madame Rosmerta was still pouring mead on a mug, causing it to overflow.

"That's it!" Kristanna said in an impatient voice. She took her wand from her pocket as fast as lightning and said, "Whoever talks from the both you, this day up to tomorrow, will kiss the first person that will enter this room!" She slammed the wand tip on the table and golden sparks emitted from it, causing a little earthquake (like what? 3 magnitude?). The two were silenced and the bar followed their tranquility (or chaos), waiting for the next door creak.

"Should they really take Kristanna's magical contract seriously?" Sirius whispered at Lupin as he saw that both parties were really not talking.

Lupin stifled a laugh. "Spencer, when she makes a magical contract, she's always serious," Lupin choked. "Surely you knew that."

Sirius shook his head as he edged towards Kristanna, her wandtip still on the table. He saw that she was panting. "Kris, can you lift the magical contract now?" he asked gently.

Kristanna frowned as she pocketed her wand. "I think not, Sirius. Once a magical contract has been made, there's no point turning back. Especially with the one I used."

"What should they do now?" Sirius asked worryingly, looking at Lily who was opening and closing her mouth like a fish and James who was rolling his eyes but not making a slight sound.

"They have to wait until tomorrow or one of them has to kiss the first one…" Kristanna started but she stopped immediately, looking at the bar door.

The door creaked open, momentarily sweeping inside the air from outside. A man, all in black, entered the small pub, with greasy hair and a large, hooked nose.

"This is hell!" Remus said, rolling his eyes.

Lily and James gaped at Snape with the sourest face they had.

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"How did you do that?" Sirius asked. "Everyone heard that they ought to kiss the first guy who enters the pub, which is Snivellus…"

"But you well know how wandless magic works," Kristanna reminded. "In short, actions and thoughts," she folded her umbrella as it stopped raining and used it to point at Sirius temple, "speak louder than words."

"That means I have to bang myself to the wall for being so stupid," Sirius said with relief. The two laughed as they walked back to the castle.

a/n: this chapter is cursed. If you do not review, you'll see me. BWAHAHAHAHAHA! Just joking! But seriously, please review. I don't care about flames. Remember my warning about them.