A/N: Chapter 2 is here!!! I just want to tell you all that this story is not going to be that long, at least 8 chapters at the most, probably not many more, but anyway, read on.

Chapter 2

Detention Blues

On the morning this whole thing started, I was in an extremely bad mood. Why? Because Kristen thought it would be a good idea to wake me up at 5 a.m. to walk with her to the quidditch pitch so she could practice some new moves. There are three other girls in our dormitory but it always just has to be me that has to join her on one of her potentially dangerous nighttime quidditch sessions. If she weren't my best friend (and didn't help me with my potions homework everyday) I would start refusing, but that's an entirely different story.

My mood was no better when potions class rolled around. Failing that class is probably the worst thing anyone at Hogwarts can do, unless of course you're a Slytherin and then it doesn't matter if your shrinking solution explodes in your face, you're still gonna get a decent grade. Anyway I walked in with a sour look on my face that clearly said to any idiot that tried to talk to me 'keep-away-or-you'll-be-hexed'. I sat down in my usual spot next to Kristen and Matt (we always had Potions with the Hufflepuffs) and thus began another torturous lesson from Professor Snape. He began the lesson in his usual way, giving all the tardy people detention, telling us how disappointed he was in our last homework assignment, giving rude stares to all the muggleborns, yadda yadda ya. Then we continued to work on our current assignment, a potion meant to clear a person's face of warts or something like that. As we are working, Matt whispers in my ear, "Meet me again tonight? Same time, same place?"

I smiled widely and blushed, "I'd love too, but I have a lot of homework to catch up on tonight and I can't afford to fail anymore classes so…rain check?"

His warm gaze turned slightly colder but his voice was still sweet when he finally answered, "Yeah, no problem"

We worked in silence for the next fifteen minutes when suddenly Matt turned to me again, "You know Alexis, we've been dating for almost a year now."

"Yeah I know," I responded while I was stirring the potion according to the instructions, "what about it?"

"Well, I was just wondering if perhaps you want to …" he paused "to maybe…take our relationship to the next level."

I'm not going to say that comment was completely unexpected, it had actually been coming up in our conversations more and more lately. 'Was I ready for that yet?' of course not. I had told him this many times but he continued to push it. I was really started to get annoyed with it. So I answered him the same way I always did,

"Matt I told you, I'm just not ready for that yet, can you please stop asking? I'll tell you when I'm ready."

He looked disappointed but promised to stop anyway. When it came time to get the lacewings the potion needed, Matt volunteered to get them. Once he was gone, Kristen came up to me and whispered in a low but excited voice "What were you and Matt talking about before?"

I really didn't feel like talking about it, but knowing that Kristen would eventually get it out of me anyway, so I figured I'd better just tell her. "Well Matt wants to take our relationship to the next level, I on the other hand am not ready for that and he is having a hard time excepting that."

"Well, I'm sure he will eventually. Matt's the nicest guy in the world and I think he'll respect your wishes." She said trying to sound reassuring.

"Yeah, I'm sure your right, I just wish he'd stop bringing it up."

"Vane! Madden!" A stern voice yelled at us from behind.

We turned around to find the form of Professor Snape looming over us. "What are you two doing?" he spat at us.

"Talking sir," I answered quickly.

"Well then, why are you 'talking'' when you should be working on your potion?" He asked.

I didn't have an answer this time, and unfortunately, neither did Kristen. "Well…" I began trying to formulate some kind of excuse in my mind, but before I could think of something good…

"Detention for both of you, and ten points from Ravenclaw, now get back to work or I'll take another twenty."

Did I ever mention how much I hate Snape?

So now that my bad mood had taken a turn for the worse, the only thing I wanted to do was go back to my common room, do my homework in peace and then go to bed and try to forget about this terrible day. Unfortunately that did not happen. As I was walking back to the common room that night, who should I run into but Romilda and her legion of obsessed fangirls. Oh joy.

I tried to ignore them as they passed and luckily, they didn't seem to have noticed me yet. Then I heard Romilda say to the others "So I was walking through the great hall yesterday, and Harry smiled at me."

I heard all her friends gasp. "Really?" said one of them.

"Yup, he looked right up at me and smiled, I'm telling you guys it's a sign. You're currently looking at the future Mrs. Harry Potter." Romilda said smugly.

Its times like this that I really wish I were an only child.

While all her friends were squealing with glee, I was busy trying not to laugh aloud, instead, I said, "Tell me little sister, how can you be the future Mrs. Harry Potter when he can't stand to be around you for more than a few minutes?"

I know it was really rude of me, but I was still really mad at Snape for giving me detention and needed something to take it out on. Romilda glared at me while her friends gave me dirty looks, but I really didn't care. After a minute, Romilda spoke, "Heard you got detention with Snape again, what is that, the 15th time since Christmas?"

Her friends started snickering, and then Romilda continued, "I'm getting a perfect potions grade, and I haven't had one detention all year, but then, I suppose only one of us could get the beauty and the brains in our family."

Now they were hysterical, and I was furious. How dare she call me stupid and ugly. Instead of showing my anger, I said, as calmly as I could, "Well Romilda, need I remind you that you are failing both charms and transfiguration, so you really can't talk."

They all stopped laughing and Romilda just stared at me. "hmmm…" she said, "touch' sister dear."

Now I was the one trying not to laugh, "I think you mean 'touché' sister dear." I said in mock tone.

Romilda gave me and nasty look before muttering a hardly audible "Whatever" and walking away with her friends behind her.

I then continued my walk to Gryffindor tower, in a significantly better mood.

My detention was to be completed on the following Saturday. That day I had arranged to meet Matt by the lake, but he never showed up. Figuring that he was simply caught up with his schoolwork, I decided I would see him later and that I'd better head back to the castle to get to detention (If you're late to one of Snape's detentions, he gives you a whole months of detention.)

I was thinking of why Matt hadn't showed up for our date, so I wasn't really looking were I was going and ended up running right into someone. I staggered backwards trying to regain my balance while apologizing to the person I hit. "I-I'm sorry," I said, "I should have been looking were I was going."

"It's okay" Said a male voice. "I wasn't really paying attention either."

Once I regained my balance, I took a good look at him. He was of average height with messy black hair, green eyes, and a scar on his forehead shaped like lightning. I'm sure that by now you can figure out who I'm talking about. Suddenly, I found myself remembering that time last year when he and I sort of met. I wondered if he remembered. Then he said, "Have we met before?"

Clearly he didn't remember. I felt a small twinge of disappointment but chose to ignore it. "No, I don't think so." I answered, and then I stuck out my hand, "I'm Alexis Vane."

He took my hand and we shook, "Harry Potter" he said.

"Yeah, I know, nice to meet you" I answered.

He looked at me funny for a second and then said, "You said your last name was Vane?"

"Yeah"

"Any relation to Romilda Vane?"

"Yeah, my little sister, but don't worry, I'm not some stupid obsessed fangirl, DNA is the only thing me and Romilda have in common."

"Oh"

I glanced down at my watch and realized I had to be in detention in ten minutes. "I've got to go, detention with Snape, but it was nice to finally meet you Harry."

"Okay, see you around" he called after me as I hurried down the hall.

I made it to Snape's office with only seconds to spar, completely out of breath. I quickly composed myself in then entered the room.

"I'm here" I said.

He got up from his desk and looked down at me. "Follow me" he said softly.

I had no idea where we were going, but I had an unpleasant feeling that this was going to be a very long, long day.

As it turned out, he gave me the worst detention he's ever given me before. I had to clean the entire potions class and scrub all the cauldrons and take inventory on everything in his potions storeroom, all without magic. Somehow I finished without breaking my back and in time he gave me to do it. When he finally let go, I started to head back to my common room to take a nice long hot shower, and go to bed.

Along the way I passed the closet where Filch keeps his 'incredibly dangerous' confiscated items (I went in there on a dare once and it's just some fanged Frisbee, sneakoscopes, and those skiving snackboxes the Weasley twins were selling last year. Yeah, really dangerous stuff). As I was walking past it, I heard a noise, like a low moan almost. At first I thought nothing of it, probably just a couple who wanted I place to snog, but then I heard a female voice. "Oh yeah, that feels so good" it said "do it to me harder, harder" that was a little more than I needed to hear. It was obvious now that whoever it was in there was doing a little more than snogging. Disgusted, I started to walk away but quietly away. Then, the female voice was joined by another voice. A male voice. A familiar male voice. "Oh yeah, you like that don't you" it said.

I stopped dead in my tracks and turned slowly around. I knew that voice, I had heard it so many times. But it couldn't be, could it? I had to know, or it would have ate away at me forever. I tiptoed back toward the door and reached out for the handle. Slowly, I turned it. I wiped the cold sweat from my brow using my free arm as I opened the door a little. Not enough for them to notice me, but enough for me to see them. My hands shaking violently, I peered inside and saw…

A/N: I bet you all hate me now, right? But don't worry, I promised I'll post the next chapter as soon as I can, see ya. P.S. Review please