"Did you hear about the new girl?" Miriam Wildenvamp whispered in Amos' ear. She had been doing this all night. Flirting with myboyfriend. Stupid whore.
"There's a new girl?" He asked.
"Yeah, she's from Australia. She's quite odd." She giggled in his ear.
I felt my face grow red. Bloody whore.
"What house did she get sorted into?" Amos asks Lily across the table.
"She's in Gryffindor. And she is not odd." She glared at Miriam.
Miriam snorted. "Yes she is. Have you seen her? She had freckles." She scrunched up her nose.
Lily went red. "I have freckles." She gritted out.
"And she has an odd accent."
"Oh, we have a Sherlock in the house!" I say sarcastically. Amos snickers behind his hand.
The subject of our conversation suddenly walks into the great hall, looking very unhappy.
I stand up and beckon her over. Maybe it'll make Miriam go away.
She has long, straight sandy blonde hair, which cascades down her back nicely. She's small, but not completely short. She has green eyes that could give Lily's a run for their money, and of course, freckles. But not many.
Stupid Miriam.
"Hi, I'm Azura Lovegood." I say nicely.
"Mattie Blamey." She extends her hand and I take it.
I smile at her. "Wanna join us?"
"Yeah, that'd be great."
She sits down next to Lily and Lily introduces herself, Amos and Alice, who had just joined us, looking flustered.
"Miriam Wildenvamp." She introduces herself snottily. "You must be Matilda Blamey."
A dark look crosses Mattie's face. Uh-oh.
"Don't you ever call me Matilda." She's reached across the table and grabbed Miriam by the tie, pulling her forward. "You will face the consequences." She lets go and Miriam cowers.
Apparently, she prefers to be called Mattie. I think I'll remember that.
"So, what's it like in Australia?" Alice asks, as if it never happened.
"It's different. It's hot, too." She tells us, getting herself some food.
"Do you ride those Kanga thingies to school?" Miriam sneers.
I interrupt before she can reply. "Miriam, are you really that stupid?" I sneer back at her. WHY WON'T SHE LEAVE?!
She huffs. "Amos, we need to work on our history project, c'mon." She pulls him up, and he sends me a withering look.
They both leave and Lily lets out a breath. "Finally, that bimbo is gone." She says, eating some mash potato.
"Yeah." Alice sighs. "Anyway, Mattie, how come you transferred here?"
"My dad died recently and mum wanted a fresh start, so we came to England."
"Oh, I'm so sorry." Lily tells her.
"I know how you feel." I say quietly. But she hears me and looks at me questioningly. "My parents are both gone. They were killed by Death Eaters."
"Oh I'm sorry." She says back. "If you need anyone to talk to…" She trails off.
"Thanks, same to you." She grins at me.
"Oh Lillykins!" We suddenly hear from across the room. Oh Merlin, what do they want now?
Lily groans. "Potter, go away." She says sternly.
"But Lily, we have a head meeting." He whines.
CLICK goes Lily's head. She looks up slightly panicked. "Sorry guys, gotta go." She runs off with Potter on her trail.
"Who's that Potter kid?" Mattie asks.
"Oh he's only smitten with Lily. He bugs her all the time."
"I can see why. They'd make a great couple." She comments.
Alice chokes on her food.
I give her a questioning look. "Do you think so?"
"Well, yeah."
Wow, she's courageous, no wonder she was put in Gryffindor. I think about it for a second, imagining Potter and Lily together. And… well, she's completely right.
"Now that I think about it, you're right." I say thoughtfully.
Alice grins. "You know what we have to do then, right?"
"What?" I ask her, already knowing the answer.
And that dreaded word come. "Matchmaker."
"Maybe we should just let them get together on their own?" I suggest, not wanting to die.
Alice rolls her eyes. "Azura," She begins seriously. "Do you honestly think they'll get together on their own?"
"Well…"
"It's settled then. We'll get them together." Alice says.
"I'm in." Mattie agrees.
I sigh and nod my head. I'm going to be murdered if this doesn't work.
"Oi!" I hear behind me and stifle a groan. "Have you seen James?" He asks.
"No, sorry Sirius." Alice says politely.
"Oh well… Hi, I'm Sirius Black." He gives his hand out to Mattie.
She took it. "Mattie Blamey."
He sits down next to me and puts his arm around my shoulder. I try to scoot away but he's got a firm grip on me.
She gives us a puzzled look. "Uh, Azura, I thought you were with that Amos kid…?" She looks very confused.
Oh, Merlin, no!
"Black… GET OFF ME!" I yell. He jumps back and slides a bit further away from me.
"But Azura…" He whines.
"Black," I warn dangerously.
He looks at me, his features changing into a serious look. Enough with the puns. "I need to talk to you." He mutters. "Now."
I silently get up and follow him through the doors.
He wheels around to face me, looking… sad?
"What do you want, Black?" I ask evenly.
"Look, I'm sorry about the other night." He says genuinely.
I give him a funny look. What the hell? Black is apologizing? To ME of all people…
I sigh. "It doesn't matter. I'll forget it, if you will." Is that what I really want though?
"I don't want to forget about it. You're a great kisser."
My eyes widen and I want to tell him that he's great too. But I won't… because it's Sirius Black I'm talking to, and he would probably bug me about it for the rest of my life.
"Well, I'd better go." He said. "Talk to you later, Azura."
"Bye." I said lamely. Idiot. 'Bye'? Is that all I can say?
"Hey Azura, what'd Sirius want?" Alice comes up to me, Mattie behind her.
"Oh, uh, nothing, really…" I lie.
"So, you're sure you're not dating this Sirius Black guy?" Mattie asks.
I look at her bewildered. "NO WAY ON BLOODY EARTH!" I burst out.
"Oh, okay." She says. "But you like him, don't you?"
My eyes widen. How the bloody hell can she say such things?? I go red. Not sure whether it's from embarrassment or anger.
"I have a boyfriend."
"That doesn't answer my question." She says. Boy, she's brave.
WHAT?! I BLOODY WELL SHOULD ANSWER YOUR QUESTION! -.-'
"Well, no, I don't like Black." I don't. Okay, I don't like Sirius Black.
"If you're sure." She says in an airy voice I didn't think she possessed.
"Quite sure." I say. Yes, quite sure indeed.
Maybe.
Well, it wouldn't be so bad if I did, would it?
Would it??