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Rebecca's POV:
A couple of days had passed from the time when we first started planning the prank to when we actually pulled it off, thoroughly amused at the thought of what a bunch of relatively nerdy, bored first years could actually do without using all that much magic!
At the moment, we were sitting in the great hall at dinner, simply waiting for the spells that we ended up using to kick in... Which would happen eventually... hopefully...? We weren't actually positive it would work but Remy, Peter, James and I all said that this plan was better to the one where they wanted to force me into the Slytherin common rooms in some sort of lamely planned attempt of a prank which would reduce the number of marauder's down to just four... a dreadfully horrid number in my opinion!
Then again they'd probably just replace me with some random girl who had no clue about anything and went along with anything... no... they couldn't do that! That would basically be adding a female version of Peter to the group and I was already getting fed up with one Peter at the moment! Although, then again... I'd be dead so I wouldn't know of any of those arrangements... I'd really have to see if I can put 'haunting my friends till their death's' in my will. That would be highly amusing if it was actually approved by the law!
Of course, my friend probably wouldn't see it that way but still...
Then it happened, the moment we'd been waiting for, for the past Merlin knows how long! Music started playing from the Slytherin sort of area, and before we knew it all the girls were up and dancing, guys sitting while moving to the rhythm of the song and that's when I was really thankful that James had a different taste in music to the others, it made this situation a whole lot funnier when all the Slytherin males starting singing, with girls as backups!
"I just wanna be loved
I just wanna be extraordinary
I'm just your everyday average white guy
On the radio
Whoa-oh-oh
I just wanna be loved
Like the English people love their spliffs and curry
Like a kid loves money from the tooth fairy
Like Tubaka loves Han Solo
Why can't you see
That I'm only
Everything you want?
How come you give
Just enough to
Keep me hangin' on?
I don't care what you say,
You're gonna love me someday!
I don't mean to talk so tough,
I just wanna be loved,
Loved, loved, loved, loved,
I just wanna be loved,
Loved, loved, loved, loved,
I don't know how to surf,
But I'm really really good at karaoke
Maybe I'm not just an average white guy
Except down there,
In case you care that life's not fair
Why can't you see
That I'm only
Everything you want?
How come you give
Just enough to
Keep me hangin' on?
I don't care what you say,
You're gonna love me someday!
I don't mean to talk so tough,
I just wanna be loved,
Loved, loved, loved, loved,
I just wanna be loved,
Loved, loved, loved, loved,
Cause you like shiny things,
Like diamond rings,
Sushi and Hybrid cars
Poker chips and Lyso dips
And getting thrown out of bars
I don't care what you say,
You're gonna love me someday!
I don't mean to talk so tough,
I wanna be loved,
You like chocolate ice cream
But you hate your mother!
Can't you see that
You and me were
Made for one another?
I'm your biggest fan
You understand there'll
Never be no other
You're the best girl, that's for sure
I don't care what you say,
I just wanna be loved,
And I don't mean to talk so tough
I just wanna be loved,
I don't care what you say,
I just wanna be loved
And I don't mean to talk so tough
I just wanna be loved"
The looks of absolute sincerity on their faces throughout the song was amusing, but as they noticed the stares from all others, and James, Remmy, Sirius and I laughing as we rolled around on the ground they seemed to realise what they had just done, though some of the teacher's were applauding them... like Dumbledore for example!
All of this was short-lived however as they immediately turned to us, murderous looks in their eyes, an unexplained wish for our deaths...
Or perhaps it was explained somewhere in my previous thoughts... perhaps, but I didn't get the reason behind it. All we did was make them sing one song, it's not really like it's the end of the world because of that one song now is it? Eh... then again it's Slytherin I'm talking about, and in all honesty they were never anywhere near as nice and forgiving as the Hufflepuffs, all you had to do to get them to forgive you was give them a good old sob story and they'd be fussing over you, it honestly isn't that hard!
Looking over at the guys, Sirius had also stopped laughing and was looking over at his 'wonderfully nice, welcoming' cousin, though I had to admit she wasn't that bad, in fact she hadn't told Sirius' parents of the 'wonderful' news of his sorting, or the fact that he was friends with 'mud-bloods (yes I finally got them to explain the term), blood-traitors and half-bloods', and somehow got his mother to think he was following in the family tradition, but I knew that was going to change now; the 17 year old Slytherin Prefect was glaring at us with beady black eyes, frizzy black hair surrounding her pale face as she nudged whom Sirius told us was her younger sister to look away, but not before a piece of paper landed in front of Sirius.
Grabbing the piece of paper I picked it up skimming the contents, paying attention to only one part of it; 'Forget family now Sirius, I'll take pleasure in telling your mother everything in my next owl to her, you might want to try to stay here all year round now'
O.o
Bellatrix Black had definitely stayed true to her promise, and even as it was playing out I knew that this would be one of those moments with the guys that I wouldn't forget, no matter what happened! Even my dreams were rather odd, but when I woke up I had a startling sense of dread about the day for no apparent reason, and then within the first 5 minutes of breakfast I found myself staring at the Slytherin table, unable to understand why I couldn't look away, but eventually, my stare was met by a rather intense gaze belonging to one of Sirius' cousins; Narcissa.
Narcissa's gaze softened sending an apologetic look as I simply cocked my head to the side, she gave me a relatively discreet look that clearly said not now before looking away. That's when the post came; a black owl landing in front of Sirius, chirping almost happily before looking away and flying off as soon as Sirius removed the red letter from the birds leg, leaving me with more curiosity as he looked at it with dread, averting his eyes as steam starting coming out from the sides, somehow spontaneously combusting into echoing screams.
From the corner of my eye I noticed Remus mutter a spell, leaving the words screamed by the letter to seem to echo around us, a whole bunch of rubbish about being a disgrace and a blood traitor, and though I knew that Sirius hated his family, I could just... sense that this was effecting him, and noticing that everyone's attention wasn't on this now that they couldn't hear, I pulled him into a hug, feeling his tense at different parts, somehow trying to hold strong and not let the other's now, but when it was over looking up I saw one thing that shone in his eyes; trust.
That was the moment when I knew that I wasn't going to tell the others about this.
No, I definitely wouldn't. Sirius' reaction would be a secret kept between the two of us!
A/N well... it'll stay between Beck, Sirius and whoever reads this anyway, thanks to all those who favourited the story, and myself, all those who reviewed and told me what they thought, thanks to all those who put the story on alert, and some even an author alert, but also thanks to all the readers, none of the previous thanks could be given to anyone if no one read!
So please, for the insanity of this author; R&R