James Potter paced up and down the Gryfondor common room. Sirius, Remus, and Peter watched from their beds.

"That_________! That freaking_______! How DARE she! That __________ _________! Everything is fine and she had to go and _____ it up! She should just go and ________ ________her mother! That ___________!" screamed James. He seemed to be talking to the curtains rather than his friends (A/N I don't have an issue with cursing, I just think it's fun to to use your imagination...) at the last bit Sirius covered Peters ears.

"Wow mate, just wow. I haven't hear such colourful language since the Slughorn dropped a cauldron on his toe." Said Sirius. There was a moment of Silence as they all recalled the moment. Mooney blushed as fidgeted in his old grey Pajamas. James continued.

"I don't get were she was going with all the 'Gryfondors aren't brave' bullox. We bloody well are! That Smart aleck is going to pay!" He said with a triumphant fist in the air. Remus cleared his throat. James snapped his head in his direction.

"Prongs, do you think this has nothing to do with Adell? I think that the event is whats bothering you. The whole affair's just hurt your pride, questioned you directions, and you masculinity. I mean, she's a forth year girl for merlins sake, and she beat us soundly. Not to mention she took you ego and through it on the ground before hexing it into oblivion and completely shattered you superiority complex. Your easily inflicted temper, along with your perpetual state of boredom and need to succeed have resulted in this strange yet primal desire to prove you are superior." Remus finished his hypothesis defiantly. Sirius and Wormtail looked and him with their jaws slack, but James didn't even spare him a glance.

"Shut up Mooney, who's in?' Remus sighed.

"In on what mate?" asked an uneasy Padfoot.

"Why torturing that piece of Slytherin scum until she feels like something a giants steped in." He replied with a terrifyingly evil grin. Sirius hopped up.

"I'm not one to question your motives Prongs, but I'm behind you 100%!" they both turned to Peter who squeaked and suddenly found the sleeve of his Maroon dressing gown to extremely interesting.

"Peter!" Warned Sirius in a low menacing voice.

"Okay! Fine!" he yelped. Before they could even ask him, Lupin answered.

"I'd rather not take part in this little battle of the Sexes."

"But-"

"leave it James. This is the same face Remus makes when you try to get him to Zonko's instead of waiting in the mile long line when there's a sale on chocolate." Said Sirius. James nodded and turned to the other marauders.

"Just us then. Well, we'll make this fun." He smiled that evil smile again.

"That bitch will rule the day she ever tried to cross a marauder."

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Meanwhile, Lily Evans sulked. Why had Sev said those things? They were best friends...wern't they?

Don't be stupid. He's never cared about you at all.

Then why would he have been nice to me to begin with?

He was young and confused.

Suuuuuuurrrrrrrrrre.............

Okay, he changed his mind.

When?

Who cares when? What matters is that he's not your friend anymore.

Maybe I could make it up to him-

No you can't

But-

Lily's conversation with herself was interrupted by Alice Turner who ran into the room panting. The two girls were good friends, but Alice was a year older, so it was weird that she would be in the fifth year girls room. Alive bent over panting.

"Um, Alice, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, I just need to catch my breath." she said between her weezes. Finally she stood straight and tall.

"you wouldn't believe what happened when you left the scene the marauders were making!" Said Alice with her eyes shining.

"Um, no? What happened." She asked out of politeness. The last thing she really wanted to know was what happened to Sev.

"This Fourth year slytherin girl, like half their size, starts standing up for him! She held peter hostage and everything until they let em' down!" Lily's eyes widoned when she herd the news. Since when did Slytherins stand up for one another?

"Which Slytherin was it?" she asked.

"Uhhhhhhhh, I don't remember." said Alice, hopping from foot to foot, like a small child.

"What did she look like?" asked Lily. She was curious to find out who this brave Slytherin was.

"Um, she had kind of feathery honey coloured hair, she was short, roundish face."

"I've never seen her before." said Lily, disappointed

"I've seen her around. Lurking in corners. Eating alone. You know."

"No." suddenly Alice's face lit up.

"She's the fourth year failing Transfiguration!"

"Oh, that one."

"Yeah, real shock to everyone. Should've seen the look on Potter's face!" they both laughed.

Suddenly Elizabeth Stevens burst into the room.

"Lily! You should come quick! Snivillus is threatening to sleep outside the portrait hole id you don't come out and talk to him!" She gasped. Lily sighed and marched out of her room.

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Adell sat cross legged in an unnoticed green armchair in the corner on th Slytherin common room. She had her head bent over her notebook that she was drawing in anxiously with a charcoal. Every now and then she bit on the end of her pencil with nervelessly, while her worried eyes swiped over the page. She would then bend back over the drawing and scratch at it furiously once again. She looked like whatever she was doing was very urgent, perhaps forbidden. She looked nothing like the girl that was brave enough to stand up against the most exclusive group in the school. She didn't look like she had just risked her own neck to save someone she barely knew. She didn't look brave enough to have held a student hostage. What brought on the sudden change?

You see, this is what Adell was usually like; the Slytherin outcast that was failing Transfiguration.

A sudden noise on the other side of the room caused her to jump. But she remained unnoticed. Severus Snape quietly snuck down from the boys dorm. And to the door. He looked around before the darkness swallowed him. But he failed to notice the fourteen year-old giel in the shadows. Her eyes followed him hungrily before turning back to her drawing.

What had made such unlikely girl seem like a champion? She added a few more lines and looked at her finished work.

The drawing was a shockingly good onw of a teenage boy with a hooked nose and black eyes.

She closed her notebook and put in gently into her bag before scurrying into the girls dormatory.

A/N THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU Ysidro, for the very nice review!