Okie-dokie, here's chapter 11! Bahahah, I hope you like it. Review, people. xD
"Amos," I begin nervously, concentrating on a piece of hair that came loose from my long braid. "We need to talk."
He grins at me, and stands up from the Hufflepuff table, placing a kiss on my lips. "Sure, shall we go somewhere private?" He seems so happy, not knowing what's going to happen. I suddenly feel very bad.
But, it's got to be done. I cannot keep this up. He's better off without me. I'm not worth the heart break.
Besides, I've got a bargain to stick to. Lily has already said yes to James, and now it's my turn to get Bla-Sirius. It's been a week since the 'thing' – which is what I am classifying it as – and he hasn't said one word. Nope, not even an insult.
Amos takes me into an empty class room. He raises an eyebrow at me, snaking his hands around my waist. I pull back and he looks confused.
"Amos, I think we should break up." See? Not so hard.
Yeah right. I can practically hear his heart break. He steps away, a frown on his face. "Why?" He asks.
"Because I think we should stop this before you too attached to me. I mean, I don't love you, Amos, and I'm sorry I don't, but I can't keep this going when all that's going to happen is you getting hurt." I suddenly wonder where I got the courage to say that.
Oh, right. Gryffindor.
He stares at me, suddenly a grim smile appears. "You care about me, though."
I sigh. "Yes, Amos, I do… it's just – not in that way." I look down, away from his eyes.
He runs a hand through his hair, thinking.
"I'm sorry." I whisper.
To my major surprise, he chuckles. "Well, at least you told me. I'd rather not get 'too attached' as you say."
"I really am sorry, but my heart it belongs to –"
"Sirius Black." He finishes.
"How'd you know?"
"Oh, c'mon, Azura, I've seen the way you look at him I've seen the way he glares at me. I know there's something between you. I may be in Hufflepuff, but I am not stupid."
I groan. "Why are you smart?"
He smiles at me. "If you ever change your mind, Azura, just let me know." He says before leaving the classroom.
See? Not so hard.
I make my way back to the great hall, sitting next to Lily.
"I did it." I tell her glumly. I feel terrible, even though he wasn't as cut up about it as I thought he would be.
She smiles gently at me. "How'd it go?"
"He didn't really react. He was sort of… nice."
She laughs. "He probably sensed it, Az. Now, what are you going to do about Sirius?"
"I don't know." I admit. "I could apologise."
"I think you should. And before Saturday, too. Maybe we can go on a double date." She says excitedly.
"Oh goody." I agree sarcastically, of course.
"Well, how about now. Look, there he goes. Catch up before the other ones do." She pushes me up, and I look longingly at my food.
"Fine." I grumble.
She gives me a grin and hands me a piece of toast. I follow Sirius out of the hall and down towards the dungeons, where we have potions.
"Sirius!" I call out. He stops dead in his tracks.
But I guess he thinks better of it because he quickens his pace. Damn him and his being-fit-ness. It's all that Quidditch, I swear.
"Sirius, wait!" I run after him, but come crashing into something solid with dark hair and a dopey look on his face.
I get up from the floor, glaring at Goyle. I look next to him and surprise, surprise, Malfoy, flanked by Crabbe on the other side. Figures. Malfoy goes nowhere without his dopey body guards.
"What do want?" Malfoy is smirking at me.
His smirk turns into a sneer. "Blood traitor."
The body guards snicker. "Oh, piss off Malfoy." I shove past him and he looks angry.
My assumptions are proven correct as I feel big hands grab my arms painfully and push me hard against the wall. Malfoy's wand comes to my throat.
"I should kill you now." He sneers.
"You should just FUCK OFF!" I retort.
"Not likely. Too bad you're such a traitor; I would have loved to get a piece of you." He runs his free hand through my hair and goose bumps prick at my skin.
"Don't touch me." I spit and wince in pain as the grip on my arms tighten.
"Oh, a feisty one! I like that." He raises a blonde eyebrow at me. I just want to scratch them off.
He leans into me, smirking, as if he's about to kiss me, but his body guards have forgotten to restrain my legs and I kick forward, hitting him square in the balls.
He squeaks, before falling to his knees, clutching his crotch. I smirk at him, but realise I'm still being held up against the wall.
"You bitch!" He wheezes out as he stands up. Mustn't have hurt that much, considering there's nothing there. Ha, he was probably just faking.
"Serves you right, you death eater!"
"Blood traitor." He sneers, sticking his wand into my exposed throat.
"Let me go, Malfoy, or I'll scream and you'll be in so much trouble." I warn.
"No, I think I'll just… Silencio!"
Bastard. I glare at him, hoping his hair will catch on fire. I struggle, kicking out at him again, but this time, he grabs my leg, rubbing his disgusting hand up it, until her reaches the hem of my skirt.
I attempt to kick out, but the bastard is strong.
"Nice legs." He comments.
I glare.
"Get your hands off her, Malfoy." I hear from behind him.
Malfoy smirks, turning around slowly. "Ah, Black, how nice to see you."
"Let her go." He grits out.
I can see anger contorting his features, his blue eyes are ablaze. I wish I could snog him senseless, or at least cheer for him, but unfortunately, I'm stuck against a wall with a silencing spell on me. Grr.
"Why? She not your girlfriend."
"Malfoy, I'm warning you." He says dangerously.
"No, Black, I'm warning you. It would be three against one, you would lose."
"Maybe, maybe not." His face turns blank suddenly, and he begins to twirl his wand around his fingers.
The vice like grips on my arms loosen a bit, the goons are getting their wands out.
Ha! Like they have a chance.
"I am not afraid of you, or your goons, Malfoy." He says. There's that Gryffindor bravery! Yay! I'm saved!
Or not, I mean three against one?
"Really? Because you should be. Unduro!"
Malfoy's curse is shouted at the same time Sirius shouts his. "Ventera!"
Sirius jumps out of the way just as an orange light is about to his him in the chest, but Malfoy wasn't so lucky.
I laugh silently as Malfoy begins to vibrate. He vibrates faster and faster until I can hear his teeth chattering inside his thick skull.
Crabbe and Goyle drop me, and I take the opportunity to get out of their reach and pull out my wand, even though I can't use it all that well without a voice.
I signal Sirius to undo the jinx and he does it quickly.
"Thank you." I breathe.
"You take Crabbe, I've got Goyle. Just something small… that will stop them from coming after us. As soon as it hits them, run." He whispers.
I nod, aiming my wand at Crabbe. "Bostus!" I shout as Sirius shouts something else.
Crabbe falls to the ground, giggling like a girl, with snot trailing from his nose and Goyle is standing stock-still.
We bolt down to the dungeons, just on time for the morning bell to ring, telling the students to get to class.
"Thank you so much." I puff out.
"Are you alright?" He asks, concern in his blue eyes. Concern for me. Me. Oh Merlin, it makes my stomach do flip-flops and my skin redden.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Listen, I wanted to talk to you about –" But I'm cut off as Slughorn enters, his booming voice echoing.
"Ah, my first two students of the day!" He says, smiling widely. "Miss Lovegood, this is so unlike you." He remarks.
"I, ah, just wanted to get in there and do some work." I say enthusiastically.
He laughs loudly. "Alright then, but we'll have to wait for everyone else, I'm afraid." He says gravely.
I follow him inside, Sirius behind me, and take my seat. Sirius opts for the safe option, away from me. I sigh.
So much for having a chat.