"Jade!" Derek shouted to me across the pitch. Practice was just wrapping up, I flew towards him.
"Yeah?" I asked, pushing my bangs back. Reg really worked us over today. Mine and Reg's friendship was all patched up now, but I could still sense that he was hurting.
"Still on for Hogsmeade tomorrow?" He asked, grinning a little. Oh shoot, I forgot about that. I planned on practicing my new Bach Concerto in D minor. I haven't practiced my violin in forever. Guess that's going to have wait…damn.
"Yup!" I smiled, I liked Derek. But well not like that. He was decent looking, but I don't know. Guess I'm hard to please.
"Can't wait," He said. I turned to start flying back towards Jeremy.
"Nice ink." I heard him shout to me. I got a tattoo this summer…well actually I got two. I got one on my shoulder (the one Derek just saw) of a syringa. It's a purple flower, it looks like a lilac, but they stand for you shall be happy yet. I got it to remind me that it will my turn to be happy eventually. Also because they grew in my garden when I was little. Regulus knew about that tattoo. But he didn't know about the one on my lower back. It wasn't very big, only about two inches long. It was the Leo constellation, and I had them make the star, Regulus, bigger than the rest. I got this tattoo for him. When I said he will always be the best for me, he'll always be the brightest, I meant it. He is the only person on the planet who I can say I unconditionally love. He is my only family, really. I never told him about the tattoo. I don't know if I ever will.
"Oh ha, thanks." I smiled again. I found it easier just to smile around Derek. It was easier to just smile than to have him ask more questions.
"When did you get it?" He asked.
"This summer."
"Oh, so you got some illegal tats over the summer. You're such a bad ass," He laughed. Yeah, you aren't allowed to get tattoos until you're of age. Stupid law, I know. But rules (or in this case, laws) are meant to be broken.
"Rules are meant to be broken. Don't go telling the headmaster on me Pacheco." I winked at him.
"No promises, Potter," He laughed along with me. Maybe Hogsmeade wouldn't be too bad.
"Potter! Pacheco! Quit flirting and get your arses down here!" Regulus shouted. Quidditch tyrant. Gosh.
"Coming mum," I flew towards him.
"Okay, so we've got a match against Hufflepuff next weekend, and chances are we're going to steamroll them. They have an okay team but we intimidate them, cause we are bad ass Slytherins. That means we need to scare the shit out of them. Play aggressive. That doesn't mean just Jade and Jeremy. Though it wouldn't hurt if you two hit those bludgers extra hard, and aim towards their heads. And for everyone, it helps if we glare at them. Those Puffs are pansies. Now everyone, get your arses out of here and shower." Regulus concluded his mini-speech. Quidditch brought out the inner Slytherin of Reg. He would play as dirty as he had to, so he would win. It was hilarious really, seeing him be all serious.
I hurried back inside, I had spent too long watching the sunrise, and now I had about ten minutes to get ready for Hogsmeade. I ran into the common room, and towards the dorm stairs. My dorm was already empty, which was nice. I put on a pair of grey tights and a black sweater dress. I threw on my green flats (have to support the house, haha) and brushed my hair, trying to get the curls to lay flat. I had to look somewhat presentable. This was a "date" after all. Or in the words of Regulus; "It's finally your chance to get laid!" I walked back down to the common room, and saw Regulus sitting on the couch.
"How do I look?" I asked him, twirling for dramatic effect.
"Like you rushed through getting ready. Let me fix you." He said standing up and dragging me back up to the dorm. Well at least he's honest. He opened the dorm door and ushered me in. Apparently, the Gryffindors girls staircase is charmed, so boys can't go in there. Just this school year did I figure out why our staircase isn't charmed. Obviously, most Slytherins are purebloods (with the exception of a few) and most purebloods in Slytherins are the pureblood fanatics. So, Salazar probably wanted us to start reproducing like rabbits, as soon as possible. Great message there Salazar, real great. I'm not sure if it's true, but I think it makes sense.
"Now go get your makeup." He ordered me. I always made Reggie help me get ready for balls or what not, so he knew all about girls getting dressed up. If Regulus ends up being gay, well then it's going to be all my fault.
"Yes sir." I said, walking into the bathroom.
"Now sit," He said and he went to work on my face.
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"Wow. You look…just wow." Derek groped for the correct word to say as I walked up to him, after eating breakfast (and by eating breakfast, I mean shoving half a piece of toast in my mouth and hoping I don't choke).
"I clean up good, if I do say so myself," I laughed and started walking towards the village.
"You look amazing." He smiled and took my hand. The walk to Hogsmeade was pretty uneventful. The cold November air stung my face and ears. The wind totally ruined my hair Regulus had spent forever straightening (yes, he knows how to straighten hair. I have taught him so well). I loved Hogsmeade, it's so little and quaint, and it just feels homey.
"So where do you want to go first?" I asked, looking around.
"There's a new tea shop that's open. You wanna go there?" He asked. Tea shop? Sounds mushy.
"Sure." I agreed and we headed off towards the tea shop.
I felt like I was suffocating in this tea shop as soon as I stepped in. Thanks to Madame Pudifoots, I have now discovered I am in fact claustrophobic. It's like Valentines Day came in here and just threw up everywhere. I sat down at a table awkwardly at a table with Derek.
"Can I have your order?" The waitress asked.
"I'll have a hot chocolate." I said quietly. "Well this sure is something." I said to Derek.
"I feel like Cupid came and took a shit in here." Derek said to me. I laughed at that, it was similar to my Valentines Day throwing up analogy.
"I was thinking the same thing." I laughed.
"So why did you get that tattoo?" He asked. So he hadn't forgotten about that.
"Well it's a syringa, it's a flower, and it means you shall be happy yet. I don't know why I picked it. When I was little, they were planted in my garden." I explained. The couple sitting at the table next to us was now noisily snogging. Jesus, could they be any louder!
"They need to get a room." Derek said to me, rolling his eyes.
"Agreed." I said nodding my head. I looked over at the couple, my breath got caught in my throat. It was Sirius Black. The dream I had came flooding back, I had almost forgotten about it. Damn it Black!
"Get a bloody room would you?" I snapped irritably. Derek laughed behind his hand as Sirius untangled from the girl.
"Mind your own business Potter," He snapped right back. Oh boy, he hasn't called me Potter in a while now. Guess he doesn't like his snog sessions interrupted.
"Well, Black. None of us are particularly enjoying your public display of affection. Actually, it's pretty revolting." I said coldly, glaring at him. "Come on Derek, let's go. I feel like I'm going to suffocate in here." I lowered my voice and grabbed his hand.
"Have fun with your death eater boyfriend!" Black called out as we walked out of there.
"I. Am. Going. To. Kill. Him." I said through gritted teeth.
"You okay Jade?" Derek asked. That was a stupid question to ask.
"Yeah, people just piss me off." I rolled my eyes and walked along the streets. Derek was particularly quiet after that whole Black episode. Maybe he had heard what Sirius had said. "I don't care if you're a death eater or not," I whispered into his ear, looking up at him. I don't know what possessed me to say that. I do actually mind if my potential boyfriend is working for the Dark Lord.
"You're one of the only people, besides the others I mean, that have ever said that." He said, and he leaned in and kissed me. It was a great kiss really. Really great, honestly. But it was ruined, because when he was leaning in, I imagined Sirius's face, when he was leaning in towards me in the supply cupboard.
"How did the date go? Did you get laid?" Regulus bombarded me with questions as I walked into the library, where I knew he would be.
"Let me tell you, we just spent the whole day shagging in some public bathroom." I rolled my eyes as I sat down next to him.
"My little Jade grew up so fast. SHE'S NOT A VIRGIN!" He yelled loudly, getting a glare from Madame Pince and some strange looks from other people.
"Regulus, you need to shush up before you get thrown out," I mock-scolded him.
"So seriously, how did it go?"
"Oh well…okay. We went to this tea shop, and now I know that I am in fact, claustrophobic." I shuttered at the memory of that.
"Oh, Madame Pudifoot's. It's pretty horrifying. Voldemort himself would probably be scared of that place," Regulus said.
"Ha, I know right?" I laughed. "But how did you know about it? It only opened like, last weekend." I asked.
"I have my ways." He said shrugging. Hmm…
"You were spying on me!"
"Like I was going to let my baby sister go off on a date with someone a year older than her, without a chaperon." He said calmly, but you could just hear the smirk in his voice.
"Jeez mum, I can take care of myself." I rolled my eyes. "Besides Derek is a good guy. And you're only five months older then me, if I'm a child then you're a child!" I stuck my tongue out him childishly.
"He could have taken advantage of you. You're so tiny!" Regulus argued.
"Regulus. You were the one who was all "it's your chance to finally get laid!" You're a bloody hypocrite." I quoted his words.
"Psh, I don't remember saying that." Regulus lied.
"Lies!" I cried, getting a glare from Madame Pince. "Besides that point, you were spying on me!"
"Well what did you expect me to do? Wander around Hogsmeade all alone like a…a…loner? I'm just a lost little puppy without my Jade." Regulus gave me a pout.. A sixteen year old, Slytherin was pouting.
"Do. Not. Bring. Up. Puppies. Ever. Again." I snapped. I was still planning my revenge after the whole Fluffy incident.
"Have you figured out your revenge for that yet?" Reg asked, his eyes glinting with happiness.
"Not yet. I will soon, what do you think history of magic is for?" I really do need to come up with a revenge plan. "Did I tell you me and James had a some what decent conversation?"
"What? You did? Really?" Regulus looked shocked. I don't blame him. A decent conversation with James and I is unheard of.
"Yeah…well it was the day after me and him had that big fight in the hospital wing. And I was watching the sunrise and he was coming back, and he was dragging along Sirius and Remus, who were both unconscious. James himself was really badly beat up. I don't know what the hell they were doing that night. Well I fixed him up, and I apologized for telling him I hated him." I retold that morning to Regulus.
"Was Sirius ok?" Regulus looked concerned.
"Well today he looked fine." I rolled my eyes.
I was walking back from charms with Regulus, when I felt something wet and gooey hit my head. I could feel the green goo slide down my face as I looked up, expecting to see Peeves. But no, instead I see my brother and Sirius standing above me, looking over the railing, laughing their asses off. I guess pretty much saving my brother from bleeding to death meant nothing to him. Prat. Now there was many ways I could have reacted to this. I could of took the Hufflepuff way and cried. I could of took the Ravenclaw way and come up with a very well thought out revenge plan. I could of taken the Gryffindor way and threw some back. But I decided on option number four. The Slytherin way. I pulled out my wand.
"Bos sonos!" I said the incantation, my hex hitting James and Sirius. Regulus must have been thinking the same thing because I could hear him saying his hex. I laughed, despite having green goo in my hair, because Sirius and James were now both covered in purple polka dots and were mooing. Only Slytherins new the counters to those hexes, and I don't think any of us will help the marauders out.
"Moooo! Mooo! Moo!" James yelled at me, which just made me laugh harder.
-x-
"That was awesome." I high-fived Reg and walked to the common room.
"I heard you hexed your brothers." Terence Higgs said as Regulus and I walked into the common room.
"Revenge is sweet. Now I have to clean this out of my hair."
-x-
I woke up late, missing the sunrise. I knew I shouldn't of stayed up late last night. Now I'm going to have to rush through breakfast so I can get to care of magical creatures on time. I pulled my hair back in a messy ponytail and got dressed as fast as I could. As I walked into the great hall, I immediately saw Derek motioning for me to sit with him. Reg and I sat with the quidditch team most of the time now that I was on the team, and Slytherins actually liked me. Who knew playing a sport would make me so popular? I started walking towards Derek and the rest of them, but I saw Regulus was sitting by himself, reading a letter, a look of unhappiness settled on his features. I rushed past the team and sat next to my best friend.
"What's wrong?" I asked, looking at him. He looked really upset.
"Nothing." He said, obviously lying.
"Don't lie to me. What does that letter say?" I looked him in the eyes. They were filled with worry.
"It just…here hold on. Do you mind if I muffalito you guys?" He asked the people sitting around us. He said the charm and turned to face me. "My parents want me to join Voldemort. To be a death eater. By the end of the school year. They've already talked to him…They might do it at Christmas."
"But you're not even of age, that's absurd." I said angrily. I never liked his parents (though, they didn't know that. As far as they knew, I was respectable pureblood who was just born into the wrong family, and I hated muggles and whatnot. I'm a good liar, what can I say?)
"You try telling them that. I don't want to do it, but what choice do I have? Looks like I'm going to be a death eater, Merry fucking Christmas to me." Regulus said bitterly.
"There has to be a way out of this." I thought out loud. There has to be.
"Not really. What my parents say go. If they tell me to jump, I say how high. When they tell me I'm going to be a death eater, I'm expected to join. If I don't, I get blasted off the family tree! And if that happens, well then I'll have nothing at all. It's not like when Sirius was blasted out of the family, he went to your place, he had a second family." Regulus explained.
"You could come live with me!" I challenged.
"I don't think your parents would like having a future death eater living with you. Besides, I could never live in the same house as my brother." Regulus stated. I sat there, thinking. There has to be a way out of this. I racked my brain, desperate for anything.
"I know what you can do," I said.
"What is it?" He asked, looking confusing.
"Not here, too many people. Come with me." I said standing up. He stood up too. I looked him over, he still looked sad. Like he needed a hug. I pulled him a hug.
"What the hell are you doing?" He asked as I hugged him.
"Hugging you, you dummy."
"You know I hate hugs."
"But you love my hugs, you know you love it when I invade your personal bubble," I laughed a little as I pulled him out of the great hall, to tell him my plan.
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Author's Note: Petunias symbolize resentment and anger. It now makes so much sense xD Haha so anyway, reviewers I love you guys. In response to one of them, I honestly have no idea if there is going to be any Jade/Regulus romance. I never thought about that. Maybe…might make a good plot twist (: hehe, so anyway, I wrote this while I was sick, so if it is blah and boring and shat, I'm sorry.
Author's Note 2.0:
I really love Regulus Black. That's it.