A/n: I love my reviewers (though they decrease as time passes by). This chapter is dedicated to ourlittlesecret7, LUVSRW, and beloved Melissa (but I do not ought to take sides, though). For everyone who added me in their favorite and alert list, merci. I even have this story c2-ed.
CHAPTER 8: MEETING WITH THE LYRE
"Stop it! Stop it, Kristanna!" Sirius shouted as Kristanna went to pull his hair and swung him all around. James stared in mixed emotions: shock and amusement.
Danicia and Lily came by, panting because of the chase. "She's uncontrollable," Danicia gasped, holding Remus' sleeve. "Stop her, or she'll kill Black!"
Remus tried to get nearer, but there was no use because it was like going near an incinerator in a mad mood.
Later on, there was a group of girls approaching, which seems to be Sirius' fan club. They were trying to get near but like Remus, they backed away because of the fierce cat-dog fight of the two.
"I hate you! I hate you!" Kristanna shouted as she attacked Sirius physically. Sirius did not even dare to touch Kristanna's hair so he was like a ragdoll.
After five minutes, a group of green-badge girls arrived. It was Auriga and her cronies. With bravery, Auriga dived into the incinerator and started to pull Kristanna's hair and punched her here and there. With difficulty, Kristanna managed to untangle herself and blasted Auriga with her wand.
She continued to tear Sirius' body apart. Lily sighed and placed her hand on her chest where she felt her Head Girl badge. With an idea, she pulled Danicia out of the scene and ran towards the staff room, where Professor McGonagall, talking with Professor Slughorn, sat.
"Miss Evans, what happened to you?" McGonagall asked, judging Lily's appearance because of her haggard look.
"Professor, I cannot explain further. Please come with us downstairs," Lily said, panting. "Professor Slughorn, I think you also have to go," she added.
Danicia and Lily led the way to the fight scene. Aside from physical contacts from earlier, however, they were hexing each other.
"Stop this fight!" McGonagall shouted. The three of them stopped. Auriga ended up with tentacles for a hair, and Kristanna's eyebrows became too thick. Sirius was lucky but strands of his hair were held by Kristanna. He looked as though he would commit suicide if he looked into a mirror.
With a wave of her wand, McGonagall resumed the two girls to their original forms. However, when Sirius looked at McGongall, she shook her head and said, "Mr. Black, I could not do anything for you. That was a physical assault. Don't worry, it will grow again."
She beckoned the three seventh years to follow her to her office. As the three of them sat down, she started to speak. "Of course, the three of you will have detention," she started.
"But Professor…" Auriga tried to explain. It was clear that she did not know the rules of Hogwarts at that time.
"Don't speak like that, Miss Centauri. Ten points from Slytherin," McGongall said in a stern voice. "So, speaking about your detention, you'll have to clean the trophy room the usual way," she added.
"No way! In Beauxbatons, no one gets a detention like that!" Auriga shouted with rage.
"You might as well return to France then, Miss Centauri," McGonagall said. "Furthermore, I will remove twenty points from Slytherin again." She looked at her grandfather clock and said, "You can now go. I have a class to attend."
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"This is the most outrageous thing that I have done!" Auriga complained. Lily merely rolled her eyes on her statement, she was the one assigned to guard the three to avoid more accidents.
"Then why did you go here?" Kristanna asked sarcastically. "You might as well go back to your dainty school."
Sirius silently wiped the badges and medals inside a glass case. When Lily stood up and checked what he was doing, she found out that there was one thing that he was polishing: Kristanna's badge that she won in an international potions making contest.
After the long night, Lily wearily went back to the Gryffindor tower, Sirius and Kristanna tailing her.
"Wait! How can I go back?" Auriga asked.
"It has been two days since you have arrived here, Miss Centauri," Lily said. "I doubt if you don't know the way. By the way, I also don't know the way to the Slytherin common room, why are you asking me?"
"You're the Head Girl!" Auriga replied.
"So?"
"So, you have to know!" she said further. "This whole thing sucks, the House thing. In Beauxbatons…"
"Silencio!" Lily said, pointing her wand at Auriga's throat. The latter choked and coughed and tried to talk but looked like a film without a dubber. "You might as well be quiet, Miss Centauri, the paintings are annoyed with you."
True to what she said, all the people in the paintings glared evilly at Auriga. In a mother and child painting, the baby started to cry because of the noise.
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On the way back to the common room, Lily bumped to a girl.
"I'm so sorry," Lily said, helping the girl up.
Lily stopped for a moment to hail the face of the girl. She has black hair stained with small strands of brown and crystalline eyes. Her hair was decorated by a blue ribbon. She smiled as she stood up. "Thank you, and I'm so sorry. I'm really clumsy."
"No, it's nothing. I'm not focusing on the road, either," Lily replied. "I think I saw you before."
"Well, I know you, Miss Evans. You are our Head Girl!"
Lily blushed. "How about you? Who are you?" she asked curiously.
"I'm Lira, Lira Aguerre. I'm a year younger than you but I belong in the same house," she explained. Lira bowed her head so as not to meet Lily's eyes, making Lily look like a superior. "I'm really glad to meet you personally," the girl said shyly. She shook Lily's hand and dashed, her blue ribbon on the back of her hair, flowing wildly..
"Wait!" Lily tried to shout but the girl was gone. "That was the girl Eros told me about," she said, turning back to the corner where Lira disappeared. "My matchmaking plot is getting lower than zero now; Potter would not like someone like that."
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