(A/N: Sorry about the spelling thing with Remus and Sirius' names. I'm not a very good speller. Eh! You'll live. But just so you know, it shall get better.)
As I snuck out of the common room, I tried not to be noticed.
Why? Sirius Black, of course. We kissed. Sirius Black and I KISSED!
It scares me… Really scares me that I had a 'heart to heart' with Black, and then we kissed.
It has absolutely nothing to do with the fact that I enjoyed it oh, so, much…
WAIT! I have a BOYFRIEND!! Yes and his name is Amos Diggory. The one Black attacked.
… And I like him very, very much. Honestly! I do; he's smart (sort of), great looking, athletic and sensitive. And a very good kisser.
Black was better and you know it.
WHAT?! No he wasn't! Black will never – I repeat – never be as good as Amos.
You loved kissing Sirius… Don't deny it.
Argh! I did not enjoy kissing Black!
Lies! All lies!
Shut up.
Oh god, I've gone insane. Hah! Figures it would be Sirius Black who drove me to the point of arguing with myself.
Aha! So you admit it! His kiss is driving you insane!
Yeah, because he had the audacity to kiss me!
But you did kiss him back… Besides, it's only driving you insane because you want it to happen again… and again, and again, and again…
Oh shut up! You are annoying.
Aha! Success!
The annoying voice fueled by hormones exclaims… I'm ready to pull out my hair because of it.
As I near the Great hall I feel a hand grab my arm and turn me to face him.
"Hey Azura." Amos says. I smile.
"Oh, hey Amos." He pulls me closer to him and his lips meet mine in a hungry embrace. I kiss him back with fire, determined to get Black's kiss out of my head.
It's not working. Bloody hell! All I can think of is that I, strangely enough, wish it was Black who was kissing me. ARGH!
Finally, he lets me go, intertwining our fingers as we walk into the great hall. I feel awful. Poor Amos, he's got me; a girl who is thinking of kissing another guy. Poor, poor Amos.
He grins at me and my heart flutters. Nope, maybe not. Maybe I really do like Amos and I just went temporarily insane, thinking that Black and I… I can't even think about it.
Just concentrate on the god of good looks himself, Amos Diggory.
He sits next to me, helping him to some toast with jam. I watch as he smiles at all the people that wave at him. There are a lot of them. He's got so many friends… He's pretty popular.
Sometimes I wonder why he's with me, when he could have any girl he wanted.
"You're not eating." He notes with concern.
I sigh. "I'm not really hungry."
"You've got to eat." He's frowning at me. He cares so much. I just want to hug him to death.
Well, maybe not to death because then he'd be obviously dead.
"I'll just grab something from the kitchens in my free." I shoot him a reassuring smile.
He doesn't buy it.
WHY DID I GET THE INTELLIGENT ONE?
"Just eat something, for me, Azura." He smiles.
Damn that smile.
"Fine." He grins. I grab a muffin and butter it up, taking a bite. He looks relieved.
I love that he cares… But honestly, what does he think I am? Anorexic? Of course not. I like my body. I could NEVER stop eating.
Suddenly, we hear a scream.
But nobody bothers to get up. We all know what it is.
"JAMES POTTER! LEAVE ME ALONE!!" Lily's coming.
"ARGH GET AWAY FROM ME, YOU TOE-RAG!!" She storms in and takes the seat across from me. And just like every morning, James comes in just seconds later.
"Lily-flower, I know you love me, and this is just your way of expressing you love, but really, darling, if you were to be nice just this once…" He trails off, pouting.
She about to explode. DUCK FOR COVER!!
"GO AWAY!"
"Alright Lily-flower, I'll see you later." He says, as if it were just a friendly goodbye.
"Insufferable twerp." She mutters, grabbing some toast and buttering it angrily.
Alice joins us a moment later, taking the seat next to Lily.
"Good morning everyone." She says happily.
Overly happily.
"Morning." I reply on behalf of everyone.
"So, didn't get too out of hand, I take it. James still has his head, I see."
I glance over. What do you know, Potter still has his head.
"Only just." I mutter.
Amos snickers behind his hand.
My eyes travel down further to see Remus giving me a calculating look. Black must have told him about last night.
Speaking of Black, he's glaring at Amos.
I shoot a quick glare back at him, and a questioning look at Remus.
Remus just looks away and my glare goes unnoticed by Black.
Amos' hand tightened on mine as he noticed Black's glare. "I don't think he likes me." He whispered. "I think he might be jealous."
I look at him. "Jealous of what?"
"Oh, only the fact that my girlfriend is beautiful and smart… and he doesn't have her."
I feel my cheeks heat. Oh god, you could cook an egg on my flaming skin.