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"Rule number one. Sirius Black is to be avoided and ignored at all costs," Molly paced in the girl's room as Celine watched. Lily stood near her, amused. When she suggested that the group provide Celine with advice for the year Molly seemed to take it to the extreme.

"Vat is wrong with 'im?" Celine cocked her head to the side.

"He's a womanizer," Molly stopped. "He'll most likely target you."

"I would just try to ignore the Marauders in general," added Lily.

Molly looked amused, "She won't have to worry about Potter though."

Lily sighed.

Celine looked at her confused.

"James Potter has a crush on Lily," Chloe whispered to Celine, looking up from the book she was reading.

"Ah."

"Also, Remus isn't much threat either," Lily smirked, looking at Chloe who promptly turned pink.

Molly laughed.

"So I would just worry about Black," Molly continued.

Celine nodded, "Zounds eesy enouf."

"Oh no. Black's a tricky one. He won't give up easily," Molly warned.

Celine simply smiled.

Celine Rousseau turned out to be a blessing in disguise for Lily. Why you might ask? Because Celine obediently accepted all facts Lily and her friends had on the Marauders. Even better? She knew that Celine was just the type of girl Black would go after. If she could knock Black off his pedestal she would be a miracle worker and perhaps while Black tumbled down, he'd drag a certain scruffy haired boy down with him. One could only dream of course, but Lily had faith in this new girl.

"Say something to me in French," Sirius smirked as he sat next to Celine in Charms class a few days later.

"Why?" she looked up from her spellbook.

"Come on, Celine," he pouted. "Please?"

"Vous avez le cerveau d'un sandwich au fromage," she spoke calmly, looking back down at her book.

He grinned and chuckled, "Did you say something about a sandwich? If you're hungry we can always get something to eat together after class."

"No thank you," she smiled, amused.

"You know, French is really sexy. You should speak it more," he smirked. They were right. He really wasn't giving up.

"You think 'merde' is 'exy?" she looked at him curiously.

"Yeah, sure. Of course," the stupid grin grew. She bit her lip, trying not to laugh.

James burst into laughter on Sirius's other side. Sirius turned to him confused.

"What's so funny?" the grin was fading.

"Mate…" he managed to get out between fits of laughter, "Merde means shit!"

Sirius was silent for a moment before glancing back at Celine who was back to reading her book, giggling.

With a huff he leaned back against his chair as the professor called attention to the class. He wasn't giving up. He'd get this girl. He was Sirius Black after all.