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On with the show…!

Chapter 14 Everything's Just Going Wrong!

With Sirius inside the club

"Dasani! Where'd you go?" Sirius called out to no one in particular.

'Maybe she went to the loo.' He thought. But then he looked out onto the middle of the dance floor and changed his mind. 'Guess not.'

In the middle of the dance floor, Sirius saw Dasani and Tristan dancing a little too close for friends to be dancing. Sirius was in disbelief. He picked up his mouth, walked over to the two young adults and cleared his throat.

"Oh, hey Sirius." Dasani greeted with a smile. He, on the other hand, didn't look very happy. (A/N: He being Sirius, Tristan's too dumb to comprehend anything.)

"Are you drunk?" he asked her angrily.

"Nope." She said with a silly grin.

"You're sure acting like it." He growled.

"Hey, calm down, man. What's the problem?" Tristan asked. Sirius turned to Tristan with a face that made Tristan withdraw his hand of peace.

"The problem is that you and my GIRLFRIEND are not what you would call friendly dancing. You are dancing WAY too close for that." Sirius said.

"Are you jealous, Sirius?" Dasani questioned. Sirius was livid with rage.

"Me? Jealous?" Sirius growled again. (A/N: he's more like a dog than the rest of us, isn't he?)

Dasani nodded. "That's right. You're jealous that I am dancing with Tristan!"

"Like hell I am!" Sirius scoffed. "I wouldn't be jealous of a whore like you if my life was staked on it!" he said. To his utter surprise, his knowingly harsh words didn't seem to have an effect on her.

"Hey, Sirius, what's the big idea with calling Dasani a whore?" Tristan butted in.

"You stay out of this!" Sirius snapped at Tristan with such vigor that all Tristan could do was nod and back away.

"No, Tristan, it's alright." Dasani said. SAhe still hadn't seemed affecvted.

'Oh well' Sirius thought to himself. 'I don't care. She doesn't seem to have any shame.'

"She's right, Tristan. It's alright…Alright as long as she's not dating me!" Sirius exclaimed forcefully. He turned around and before walking out into the dark alley to disapparate home said, "Just so you know, that means we're finished." And Sirius and Dasani saw no more of each other that night. If Sirius could help it, with the anger he had in his heart, which, which, although he would never admit it, was only masking the hurt he really felt, he would have made sure not to see her for longer, but Lily and James' wedding was coming up and so, you get the point. They would have to see each other soon-they were both in the wedding. And one thought haunted Sirius even more right now…

…They were PARTNERS in the wedding!

With James and Lily

"Don't forget, James. We have to be back by 8:30; no telling if anything could go wrong."

"I know, Lil. I know." James agreed. They two of them finished up their dinner, chatting here and there.

With Remus and Ally-8:45

"That was a good movie, wasn't it, Remus?" Allison asked her boyfriend sitting beside her on the couch while stretching. When he didn't answer her, she asked again. "Remus?"

She heard an animalistic growl. Cautiously, she turned in her seat to look at Remus. She saw him sitting on the couch, hunched over.

"Remus, are you ill?" she asked. 'Ill?' she thought. 'ILL! OH NO!' Fear shined in her eyes. Remus had transformed. Only-not. Remus' body was there – but not his mind. If she was correct in her assumptions and he wasn't playing a trick on her, then the Wolf'sCry Potion did the exact opposite of what it was intended to do. Remus kept his body- but he had the mind of a werewolf. And even though she wasn't in danger of being bitten and becoming a werewolf herself with Remus in his own body, there were A MILLION other things a werewolf's mind could do!

"Somebody help me." She whispered to herself, as Remus advanced towards her. Her wand was in her purse in the kitchen; she wouldn't be able to get it. "SOMEBODY HELP ME!" she screamed before she fell to the floor as Remus pounced on her.

Meanwhile with Sirius

"She got what she deserved." Sirius said to himself.

'Did you ever stop to consider the fact that she might have been drunk even though she said she wasn't?' the little voice in his head asked him.

"Yes, and I asked-" he stopped in mid sentence knowing that he would just sound stupid if he finished that sentence. After a moment, he continued again. "It's her loss. I'm done with her." And with that, he began to walk toward his apartment, out of the park.

When he looked up to the sky, the clouds cleared to show the brightly glowing full moon. It was then, that he remembered.

'Oh SHIT! Ally!' he thought and he immediately disapparated.

With Rone and Jade

"Do you even have to ask?" Jade asked. Before Rone could reply:

GLOMP!

Rone found Hade hanging onto his body. He grinned and laugh along with her as he set her down. The two of them walked out of the park, had in hand. Meanwhile, Rone was unaware of the danger that his friend was in, back home in London.

With Dasani and Tristan

'It worked!' Tristan thought gleefully. 'Who would've thought that this would be so easy?'

"hicTristan…I hic would like to go hic home now." Dasani slurred. Even though Dasani had told Sirius she wasn't drunk, she was very well under the effects of alcohol-she just wasn't aware of it-only because Tristan drugged her drink when she and Sirius weren't looking (A/N: why that low down, vile S.O.B!). Tristan grinned.

"Sure, I'll take you home." Tristan said. "Yo, Miguel, I'm going to take this chic home, if you get what I am saying." He waved to his friend and guided the highly drunken Dasani out of the club.

After a mile of walking, Tristan spoke. "Chic, I don't know where you live, so I'm taking you to my house." He told her. He inwardly grinned at what he would get to do once he got her in his room.

"But I want to go home!" Dasani whined like a little kid.

"Shut up, doll. You know you want to come home with me." Tristan manipulated. He made Dasani face him and firmly pressed his lips against hers. Dasani drunkenly pushed him away.

"Now…Now…It's not nice to force someone to kiss you." She said. She put a hand to her head.

She was feeling a headache coming on. Tristan, seeing that the alcohol's affects were wearing off, quickly grabbed Dasani again and right there in the alley began to 'feel her up'. What Tristan wasn't aware of was the fact that Dasani was no longer the weak, innocent, wide-eyed girl she was in fifth grade. She had gained some muscle on her bones because of swimming and playing Quidditch with the gang.

"You don't seem to understand English, and if you do, you are awfully slow on picking up hints." Dasani said, flipping Tristan over her head and allowing him to fall unceremoniously on his back.

"You're not the Tristan I once knew, and I'm not the weak Dasani you once knew. So I'm telling you nicely one more time: GET-THE-FUCK-AWAY-FROM-ME!" Dasani growled

Tristan picked himself up off the ground and scurried away as fast as his injured body could take him.

"You're crazy, you weirdo! CRAZY!" he ran screaming across the town.

Dasani sighed.

She suddenly fell to her knees and vomited in the alley. Obviously she had a low tolerance for alcohol. Tears came to her eyes as she remembered what Sirius had said and what she had NOT done to stop him from leaving. There it was: she was going to be sick again; quickly, she disapparated straight into her bathroom and vomited once more into the toilet.

- - - - - - IN THE MARAUDERS' FLAT

"Remus! Remus it's me, Al!" Allison tried while walking backwards, hoping to get through to Remus.

Her efforts, though, were in vain.

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Hey, I'm so sorry about not updating sooner, more computer problems if you want one of the alibis! Another one is that even though I had the chapter finished, I didn't have it typed up and was too busy to type it up, with exams coming up at the end of the school year and the volunteering right after that, and then my grandparents coming-but I'm not gonna let that stop me because I get them for a month-and I'm finally going to the library today in about five minutes…I look forward to seeing your lovely reviews soon! Toodles!