"Icily washy zippy bop pity, blue bleep blah- oh whoosh ya look at that ish dinner time," she slurred while stumbling along the way to the common room.
After everything happened Shaundra made her way to the lake. She ran, along the lake. This continued for hours, until finally she was tired of running. Not just physically, but emotionally. She wanted to do anything to make the pain in her heart stop, and she was going to stop it, the coward's way.
"Whishing frishby," she said to the fat lady.
"Oh my dear girl, you are horribly drunk, how disgusting, and so unbecoming of a young lady your age," she said her nose in the air.
"How unbecoming of a young- jush open the fribbin door woosh ya," she said taking another swig of the bottle of fire whisky she had stolen from one of the pubs in Hogsmeade.
After a loud 'humph' the portrait swung open letting the toasted girl attempt to walk in.
When Shaundra walked in she was expecting to see the room empty because everyone was at dinner, but instead there stood the marauders and Lily.
"Why hullo there my dears, aren't we missing out on the most important meal of the day, now off you go," she said trying to shoo them off.
They all just stood there looking at her with anger written on there foreheads.
"I thought breakfast was the most important meal of the day," Peter said a little confused, letting the angry look slip from his face.
James scowled at him and Peter immediately put on the face of anger, again.
Lily stepped forward with her arms crossed. "Where have you been? You have been gone since lunch," she said in a dark tone.
"Osh Lily don't be sshow mad, dash how you get wrinkles, alshways bur-furrowing your eyebrows," Shaundra said stumbling over her words.
"You're drunk," Lily stated simply. Shaundra frowned, "For being the smartsh grrl in shkool you ssure rr stupid," she said.
Shaundra then fumbled over to James and threw an arm over his shoulder. "What you need my dearesht wil-fil-Lily is to get laid, let Jamsey- boy here shag ya onsh or twice and your skin will be as smooth as a babies butt," she said laughing.
If Shaundra wasn't so, utterly drunk Lily would yell and scream at her for saying such a thing, but she knew Shaundra didn't mean it.
"Where have you been," James repeated Lily's question. Shaundra furrowed her eyebrows and puckered her lips. "Out," she stated simply.
"You reek of fire whisky, Shaw," Sirius said taking her arm and pulling her towards the couch so she could sit. "That I do, Shirius, that id do," she agreed while letting herself be pulled along. Once she was on the couch everyone crowded around her.
"Give me the bottle," Remus said putting his hand out. Shaundra backed away and hugged the bottle as if it was an infant child trying to be taken away from her. "No! Ish mine, plus look ish empty," she said pointing to the ¾ empty bottle. "What are you talking about, it's not empty," Sirius pointed out. "Hmmm I shuppose your right," she said taking a close look at the bottle. She put the top of the bottle to her lips and let the rest of the fiery liquid sting her throat. "Ish is now," she said in gruff tone.
"Well if yoosh don't mind I would like to go to bed," she said standing up and pushing her way to the stairs.
She was starting up the stairs when Lily yelled, "Dear Merlin she is going to fall down those stairs!" James ran towards the stairs completely forgetting what would happen once he got 3 steps up. Once he got to the 3rd step he grabbed Shaundra's waist having means in carrying her back down the stairs. But once that happened the stairs went flat letting the 2 occupancies slid down, rather roughly.
James landed on his back and so did Shaundra, but her back landed on James stomach knocking the wind out of him. "Ha ha dat wash soo fun, again, again," she said clapping her hands like a little girl getting off a Ferris wheel.
Still excited Shaundra put her hands down, in a horrible place I might add, and pushed herself up. James shot up and rolled over onto his side while grabbing his crouch. Remus went over and grabbed Shaundra by her arm before she had a chance to go back up the stairs, while Sirius helped up James.
"My little potters, she crushed 'em Padfoot! She bloody crushed 'em! There smashed, cracked, broken! How in Merlin's name am I supposed to have children, or enjoy the simple perk of not feeling like someone took a jack hammer TO MY NUTS," he whimpered in a rather high pitch voice. "It's ok Prongs, just get up mate, we got better things to do," Sirius said trying to coax his friend to get up.
"Letgrr of me," Shaundra yelled trying to ring her arm loose.
"What's wrong with you? You haven't been acting the same! Since when do you drink like this," he asked trying to figure out what has gotten into her. "Maybe I am more like my father then you all thought," she screamed. This comment made everyone look at her and Remus let go.
"What are you talking about Shaw," Lily asked looking worried, "your nothing like your father?"
"I practically am my father! I don't show my feelings, I have those "precious" blue eyes of his, I am pureblood, and I drink to solve my heartache!"
Everyone just stared at her. "But the only thing different is that my father caused his own heartache. It's your entire fault that I am, like this. If I didn't care about any of you, I wouldn't have to deal with this pain. I shouldn't even waist my time on the lot of you I mean really. A mudblood, half-breed, and blood traitors, that's what you all are."
Everyone looked at her shocked, except for Lily who was frowning.
Never had she even imagined, Shaundra saying that word. Shaundra was always defending those who were called those horrible names, and hexing those who used the nicknames to kingdom come. Shaundra was a brave, strong person who wasn't afraid to stand up for what's right, always going out of her way to help someone in need of a good laugh, or just a simple smile. Lily was disappointed at how a bottle of alcohol could change all that. Where was that dear friend Lily loved so much, where had Shaundra gone.
"You are all pathetic," she growled, any sign of her bubbly tipsy drunk voice gone. Shaundra raised the bottle in her left hand and wanted to throw it but then a thought struck her.
"But none of you are as pathetic as I," she said solemnly. She dropped the bottle letting it shatter, her eyes watering and her mouth slightly open, as if someone had landed on her the way she had on James. The poor drunk girl slumped to the floor and kept repeating, "I'm pathetic," hardly over a whispered. Lily slowly walked to her and cradled the on the verge-of-crying girl. It only lasted for about a minute, because Shaundra put her hands on the floor and pushed herself up and away from Lily. Shaundra's face was flushed, yet horribly pale, but her cheeks were not tear stained and all the tears that had welled up in her eye, had disappeared. "No Lily no" she said quietly.
"Shaundra," Lily pleaded holding out her hand, hoping dearly that Shaw would take it.
"No Lily," she ordered scowling at the shards of glass, "Don't try to help me! Don't try to pull me together when I am broken. Don't Lily, just . . . . Don't."
"Why?" she begged, tears running down her face at a rapid pace, "Why are you doing this Shaw" What did I do to make are friendship start turning into this? I hardly ever see you any more, why?"
"You cared for someone who doesn't deserve to be cared about," she stated sadly while turning towards the portrait whole, stumbling along.
Remus stared after her once she had fell out of the door, wondering how it was possible that lovely beautiful person he knew threw out his school year had turned into such a terrible person.
"What happened to her," Remus whispered.
Sirius began running to the door but paused right before he walked. Not turning around he said sadly, "Someone broke her heart. The thing she refused to do was, wear her heart on her sleeve. It was the only sanctuary she had, Remus. Shaw let one person into that one little place she had." With that he ran out of the room.
"Lily, love," James cooed as he walked over to the girl sitting in the broken glass. "Come on you need to go to bed your probably tired." He said gently stroking away the tears from her face.
She didn't move, she just sat there letting silent tears run down her face. Small shudders ripple down her spine. Just like how she felt. Down.
Sirius had got to the stairs before he heard a familiar voice.
"Shaw! Please stop! You're going to get hurt!"
He ran towards the down the stairs to see Shaw being held up against a wall, her feet dangling. And holding her was his brother, Regulas.
"What makes you think you're better then her," she hissed, then spat in his face.
"Do you know what happens to purebloods who go against what the dark lord thinks, Ryans? You're going to find out!" He said sinisterly.
"Please stop Regulas! Put her down, please," Kayla pleaded tugging at his robes. She looked so little next to Regulas, and he took advantage of that. Regulas used one of his hands to push her.
But Sirius was quicker; he caught her arm before she fell.
"Sirius!" Kayla exclaimed, catching Regulas attention.
"Put her down Regulas, now," he ordered calmly.
Regulas did as he was told and put the girl down, well dropping her actually.
Sirius gripped his little brother's shirt and pushed him backwards, "Go Regulas, just go."
Regulas frowned. As much as he tried to deny it, Regulas always sought out his older brother's approval, but it was impossible to do that while obeying his family and the dark lord's orders. So it really did hurt to see his brother's face with the disappointment frankly written all over it.
In one swift movement Sirius picked up Shaundra and threw her over his shoulder. She didn't protest because she looked extremely down cast and depressed.
Kayla was at his heals. "Sirius, why is she drunk? Where has she been all day?"
He didn't answer put sped up his long strides, so he could get Shaundra up to bed quicker.
He got up the stairs and threw the portrait in a matter of seconds. No had moved from there former positions except for James who was sitting next to Lily on the floor.
"Lily! Are you ok? What happened in here?" Kayla asked taking notice to the broken glass around Lily.
Mo one answered her question; they all just watched Sirius carry Shaundra up the stairs to the boys dorm.
Once in the room Sirius laid the drunken girl on his bed, who looked at her hand solemnly. It was bleeding. It had been bleeding since she left the common room.
The last thing that she saw was Sirius rapping her hand with the material from his shirt. Then everything was black.
Shaundra woke up to the darkness of the marauder's dorm room, in a comfortable but unfamiliar bed. And her head hurt horribly.
Why was she in here?
The memories from the previous night fled into her mind.
Then she started thinking, thinking about what had caused her to do that. What had happened to the good times she had.
Starting from the end of 6th year was when her life had fallen apart.
No that was a lie.
Her life fell apart from the moment of her first breath.
But her life not completely unraveled till . . . . .