"WHAT??" Leon's shocked voice echoed throughout the common room. "Tell me you're joking, Olivia! Please!"
Olivia shook her head, and kept her eyes averted from the now flaming captain. He yanked at his hair, pacing the floor, muttering too fast for Olivia or Alyson -who was pretending to read- to make out. Sam was also trying to make herself look busy as to not draw too much attention to herself eavesdropping. Leon stopped pacing, his heavy breathing suddenly took an alarming pace as he stared absentmindedly at the wall to his left.
"Uh…Leo-" Olivia started.
"It's ok! We'll just have to use our alternative." He seemed to wince uncomfortably. "Marty isn't half as good as you…but..-"
Olivia sighed. "I'm really sorry. It wasn't my fault."
Leon put a hand up to stop her. "I know. I know."
He sulked way quietly up to the boys' dormitories still muttering away under his breath. Alyson closed the book with a loud thud and threw it to the side. She looked up at her sister who was watching the fire in it's heath dim to a dull flame. The dull light created an eerie shadow on her face, Alyson noticed as she shook her head. Sam rushed over to the two and plopped down on an armchair next to the couch.
"Get over it." She said playfully.
Sam nodded. "We could still win."
Olivia shot her a look. "It's not even about the game! It's the point of the matter! I know Sirius did that on purpose." Olivia flopped down on the couch next to her sister.
"Well," Alyson stretched her arms up, "Maybe he really was just cheating."
"You're joking me? You actually are taking that piece of shit story?"
Alyson shrugged.
"Whatever," Olivia started to stand, "That's bull."
Alyson grabbed her sister's arm and pulled her back down. "No. You like to overreact about everything, Liv. Stop and think."
Sam looked at Olivia waiting for an answer. Olivia threw her head back and groaned.
"Well, you never know." Same chimed in.
Olivia finally stood up after a few minutes and exhaled deeply. "I'm going to bed. I'm not going to think about this. Do not remind me when I wake up." She rushed passed Alyson and Sam who were ready to stop her.
The dormitory was dark and only the faint light of a small fire in the middle of the room was the only light that Olivia could see with. She quickly slipped out of her clothes and into her pajamas slung over the four poster bed. Without hesitation she curled up under her covers squinting her eyes shut, trying her hardest to not think about the day's events. It became much harder then she expected as, Marty Barnes, sat upright in the shadowy light of the fire, snickering. She got up to 'use the bathroom', muttering little reminders to Olivia.
"Thanks for the perfect kinda screw up I was waiting for, Livvy." She sniggered as she made her way out of the room.
With a groan louder then before, Olivia put the pillow on top of her head, hoping to now achieve falling asleep before asphyxiation.
Even after all the time spent trying to convince herself that she wasn't too blame, Olivia woke up with a pounding headache from lack of oxygen, and guilt throbbing in her stomach. She dressed slowly, ignoring the taunting laughter from Marty's side of the room. Sam kept Olivia busy by talking twenty miles an hour about a quiz she had coming up and asking Olivia to help her study. Olivia was still dreading the match and her detention, no matter how many times she tried to shake it out of her head. Alyson promised her older sister she'd have a stern talking too with Sirius, which usually meant she'd be ferociously rude to him whenever she saw him. Regulus was all but against that. Olivia phased in and out of moods from angry to sad to just plain bored from all the lack of interest she was taking in the day.
And then, when it was time for charms, Olivia had 'accidentally' spilled over Sirius' ink and absentmindedly forgot to give him a handout that was mandatory for their next spell. Sirius tried to accept the feeble punishment he was receiving but felt like retorting back with childish attempts as well. He 'unintentionally' scribbled over Olivia's homework as he reached across her to give something to Jared. Then by chance knocked over her books onto the floor as he stretched out his arms. Professor Flitwick had noticed their little vendetta but merely figured they'd be in detention anyways.
Finally, as the class filed out of the classroom, Olivia and Sirius sat motionless in their seats trying not to make eye contact with one another.
"Well, detention has begun. However, I am going to view the quidditch match and I expect you two to behave yourselves and to not destroy my classroom in your attempts to destroy each other. I'm locking the door so that you can not leave this room. Understood?" Professor Flitwick asked.
Olivia nodded, Sirius grunted.
"Good."
He scampered out of the room in a hurry, a loud click following his departure. The door had now three curious looking locks all with complicated combinations. Olivia stood up and walked over to the large glass stained window which looked over the grounds a few ways from the match. Students made their way across the green lawn excitedly awaiting to the see the match. Olivia sighed in frustration, her eyes furrowing at the thought of not being able to beat the Gryffindorks. She pressed her face closer to the glass.
"Doing that isn't going to get you outta here." Sirius grumbled nonchalantly.
Olivia shook her head. "Please. Do. Not. Talk to me." She retorted angrily.
Sirius shrugged. "Ok." He leaned back in his seat, putting is feet on the desk table.
After a few minutes of silence Olivia looked to Sirius, with a serious expression.
"You know dropping your books wasn't as bad as spilling ink over my parch..-" Sirius began.
"Why'd you do it?" She asked, her tone careless.
Sirius opened one of his eyes and looked down at Olivia. "I just told you..-"
"No! Idiot. Why'd you cheat off of me!" Olivia retorted, annoyed.
He really did feel bad about getting caught and making her miss the match, but she wouldn't and didn't believe him.
"If I told you, you wouldn't believe me." He yawned.
Olivia cocked her head to the side. "Try me."
Sirius dropped his feet off the table with a loud thud, he stood up and began walking out of the aisle and down the small steps to where she stood. He leaned against the wall opposite her, staring out the window. Olivia felt a rush of blood go to her ears as he then looked directly at her. She quickly looked away and stared back out the window.
"I really didn't mean to get you in trouble. No matter how much you piss me off." He stopped and then continued, "I really needed a good score. I didn't think I'd made it look so similar. Sorry."
Wow he apologized, sincerely. Maybe he has a soul after all. Olivia thought, still not taking her off of the quidditch field. She debated whether to reply but decided it best not too.
Sirius sighed. "I told you, you wouldn't believe me."
Olivia laughed nervously, (she found it wrong to accept this apology right away), which made Sirius jump. "Do you know what?" She asked him.
He shook his head knowing she couldn't see. "What? And why did..-"
"I'm sooo gonna get nasty looks from your fan girls. Ya know, being locked in a room with you." A picture of Kat , Marty and half the girls in the school throwing nasty glances made Olivia smirk.
"And you take pride in that?" He asked mirroring her smirk.
Olivia looked at him. "You're not worth losing my self esteem."
"Uh…s'cuse me?"
"Nevermind."
Minutes crept along slowly as the two remained silent for the next hour. Sirius couldn't get Olivia's words out of his head. He kept wondering what exactly she had meant by, 'losing her self esteem'. He kept stealing glances at her as she sat in a corner aisle of the room, writing. He would catch himself when he stared too long, thinking about all the things he disliked about her. Sirius was seriously confused about this chick. No matter how many times he pissed her off, he always felt bad about it. No other girl had made him feel so guilty about being mean or rude to them. In general Sirius wasn't really a bad guy, just one that was easily annoyed. But this time he knew maybe he had crossed the line a bit with Olivia. She was knew. He hadn't exactly made the best first impression. So, why now did he feel remorse for making her miss her match? Was it because she there in that corner so calm? The way she'd finally let herself forgive him for being an idiot? Or was it the opposite? No girl had ever challenged Sirius. He couldn't name one girl who wouldn't die for the chance to speak more then two syllables with him.
Olivia could feel Sirius staring at her and decided to look up in an attempt to make him feel more uncomfortable along with the silence. Sirius caught her eyes and quickly looked away. She smiled. He was just like any other big shot guy who thought he was all that and a bag of chips. Olivia knew these guys. She knew how they should be handled; exactly the same way they handled vulnerable girls who weren't the wiser of their games. Olivia knew too well. Two could play that game. A small smirk appeared on her lips as she looked down to her potions homework.
"Stop staring at me. You're making me blush." Olivia called to him, a malicious tone disguised by a sarcastic giggle.
Sirius rolled his eyes. "Yea. Ok. You're not that good looking." He crossed his arms over his chest and laid himself down across the seats. His eyes were now burning holes through the ceiling.
Olivia chuckled. One thing Sirius and no one really knew besides Alyson was that Olivia was the epitome of a black widow. Back in America she at boys like him for breakfast. She sighed contently at the thought of all the boys she put in their place. Sirius looked like he might be a challenge but once his esteem was running on low. Olivia knew she would have him eating out of the palm of her hand. Call it a gift. Olivia thought shaking her head smiling wider.
"Olivia? Sirius?" A voice called from outside the door. It was Lily. "The game's ending! In other words Flitwick's coming back so…uh…just be decent ok?"
Olivia snapped her head up at the comment. Sirius seemed to have done the same, as he was sitting straight as a board, looking just as horrified as Olivia. They caught each other's eyes. Without blinking the two sat in silence on opposite sides of the room, both wondering what the other was thinking. The door unlocked, and Flitwick walked into the classroom.
