A/N-Hey! Here you go again!

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I elbowed Miggy hard in the gut, and I grabbed the quaffle in his weak moment. I had hell-like looking bruises on my stomach and arms, because of the Bludgers that Cygnus and Evan flung at me. It was pandemonium, this training.

I raced toward the goal, where Lance was at the ready. I flung the ball as hard as I could toward the left goal. He missed it and I stuck my tongue out at him. He gave me the finger.

When I caught the quaffle again, Demetri flew into me and hit my hard with his shoulder. I fell of my broom and dangled fifty feet above the ground on one hand. That's when Miggy shouted:

"Alrgight alright! Stop! Or we're going to end up killing each other!"

Game mode gone. The friendly atmosphere once again appeared.

"Now that you've all learned to see anyone as an opponent," Miggy growled, when we huddled on the grass. "Doesn't it feel good that our feeling are untainted with emotion?"

"Wow Migg, untainted! That's a big word for you!" I shrieked and made the most taunting face I could do.

Miggy only smiled. "And you can see Black as an opponent and not a former sweetheart. That was the lesson was for this training. If you could see your teammates as an opponent, then no doubt you could do it to even an ex-somebody."

"Shut up," I said moodily. Why the hell did he have to drag that subject in this?

"That's it, unless you won't give in to your human pains," Miggy eyed us testily.

"And give other Houses a chance to train?" Cygnus sneered. "I don't think so. Let's keep going."

"Agree."

"What the hell are we sitting around for then?" I asked impatiently, bounding up. "Catch me if you can!"

I straddled my broom quickly and flew up and up and up, until their bodies were a tiny speck of black. I must have been hundreds of feet in the air. The castle looked like one of the dollhouses I slammed into the wall when I was five.

As quickly as I flew up, I dove down and passed the teammates who were going up, trying to catch me.

"Miggy!" I shouted, my throat becoming sore. "Pass the quaffle!"

Out of nowhere, the red ball darted toward me, and I caught it. A bludger was heading toward me, and it was hot on my tail. Evan was suddenly behind me, slamming the ball into one of the stands.

Ahh training, it was the best when it was with this team. I hardly noticed the pain in my whole body as I got numb by the cold.

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I woke up that Sunday with a groan. Pain was evident throughout my torso and arms. Ugly purple bruises stained my left arm, where Cygnus hit a bludger at me. Cissy came over and lifted my shirt and twisted her face in a look of disgust.

"That looks vile," she commented, pouring water from her wand into a glass and then freezing the water into ice. She slid the ice into a towel and handed it to me. "What are you playing at, trying to play with the big boys?"

I rolled my eyes. "I'm not really a girl, if you've noticed."

"And those black things on your stomach doesn't look like they are either."

I chuckled. "Do you want me to parade around the school revealing my stomach, so that they could get disgusted? That would be heaven for me."

"Just get up. You didn't get any dinner. I bet you're starved."

"Yes mother."

Just to make her annoyed, I wore one of my loose white shirt and tied a knot behind, showing the ugly bruises on my stomach. I hitched up the sleeves and rolled them until my arms were bare. And I chose very distressed jeans and trainers. My hair was tightly tied up in a bun, and my face was clean and had a light bruise gracing my cheekbone.

I looked so much like a guy it was ridiculous.

When I walked into the Great Hall, strutting and uttering swears loudly at how distasteful everyone else was wearing. I could feel Blacks' mouth gaping at me. Never before had he seen me like this.

"Alex?" Lily Evans sauntered toward me, her green eyes wide. "what in heavens name are you doing?"

"Trying to prove a point," I said like it was obvious. Yeah I knew her. She was a Prefect, meaning we spent a lot of time together, giving me detention. "Do you like it?"

"I think it's great!"

"Duh."

I stepped onto a bench and hopped onto the Gryffindor table, kicking a Pumpkin juice into Potters' face.

"Good morning," I whispered toward Black and jumped onto his lap. "I think you missed me?"

He blinked at me with a straight face. I looked back at him blankly. Then we burst out laughing at the same time, his arms entwining themselves around my hips and waist. His hand resting on my thigh.

He then let his eyes dropped to my arms and intending to look at my stomach and dare to put his hand into my shirt. That intention was gone when his eyes landed on the bruises. Perfect. This was what I wanted him to see.

"What the fuck have you done to yourself?" he yelled, shaking my arms wildly. "Those look like they won't be gone for a long time!"

"Chill dude."

"You're right," he said, calming down. "What do I care right?"

"Right."

"Have you seen my friend?" he said suddenly, tense and looking over my shoulder.

"Which one?"

"The one with the greasy hair and nose to match!" he shouted, an evil smile creeping his face. "The very same one who won't be able to keep conscious in five seconds!"

He lifted me off him and placed me on the bench. I looked at him in bewilderment as he stalked toward a seventh year boy. That boy was from my House. It was Severus Snape.

Within moments, Snape looked like he was bound by invisible ropes, this scene resembling the one two years ago by the lake. He was spitting out threats like mad. Boredly, I crossed my legs and watched this continuing. Potter was suddenly at Blacks' side, and Evans was nowhere to be seen.

What happened next was interesting. Snapes' ears had been replaced by bat wings and his nose swelled up to the size of a tomato. And his whole body was limp and bent in angles that weren't normal to human beings. His back was like jelly and his hands and legs were twisted into knots together. I bit my lip as I tried not to laugh with the rest of them.

"Let's take him into the broom closet tied up!" Black suggested loudly. And then he started dragging him out of the Great Hall. Potter took the feet and they threw him out and tied him up. Those ropes looked tight and hard to escape from.

The people from my House hissed at them. I stared at them and they stared back at me. The look gave the message easily: 'Do SOMETHING!'

Fine, fine. I stood up and took the scrunchy from my hair, I hoped that it looked sexy as the hair flounced and bounced onto my shoulders. I was feet away from Black when he noticed.

"Impressed?" he smiled happily. "We were going for the look of vamire slug."

I ran at him and kicked him in the...ah...middle of his legs. If anything, my teammates had always stressed that I should never hit my broom in that wrong place.

"Congratulations!" I squealed in false delight. "You and him have got the look perfectly."

"You little b--"

"Bitch? Whore? Slut? Snake? Maniac?" I taunted, laughing giddily. "Anything new, dear?"

"Sexy little beast who doesn't know what hit her," he growled. "Do you want more bruises to go with that?"

He lunged at me and I fell to the ground. His weight knocked the breath out of me. I was impaled to the ground and he was straddled on my hips. He was in a position that could hurt me a lot.

Then some blur pounced at him and next thing I knew, Regulus and Sirius were hitting their fists into each others' faces beside me. I was annoyed and crawled in between them, getting my share of punches. And then, the next thing I knew, I was kicking at both of them, and yet they somehow found ways to get through me to hit each other. My hand ached from giving them crushes at their jaws and abdomens.

See how ungirly I was now?

"Detention!" a shriek came from the stairs. Why was it that McGonagall was always the one to teacher to be there when trouble was?

"Tell me something new Minnie," Sirius groaned. "Might as well make the most of it."

He flung one last punch at Regulus' jaw and the loud 'crack' was defeaning throughout the Entrance Hall. It was te firs time I noticed people were gathered around in a circle, watching.

Sirius' fanclub of girls were at his side in a moment, tending to his wounds and licking at his bloody face. Seriously, I'm not effing joking. It's literal. I scrambled over to Regulus and touched his jaw. He looked strangely innocent right now, and I helped him up.

"Reggie, is anything broken?" I asked in worry. His face was angelic and mangled.

"No." was his reply, glaring at his brothers' head. "Look at the prat, enjoying the glory."

Regulus' own fanclub suddenly pushed me away. I shoved them from getting me from his grip. Just to spite them, took his face and kissed him. This was weird. It was the kiss that tingled my whole body. It reached to my toes and my fingers warmed. No boy aside from Sirius ever made me feel tingly this way when I kissed him. The girls shushed down and glared at me.

I smiled as I kissed him and he lifted me off my feet.

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A/N-Ain't she a slut now? But really, she's really like this. Honestly, she really just kisses, didn't you notice? She doesn't go any further than tongue them, and never where people can't see them. So please, don't hate her. She's doing all this just to prove a point to Sirius. Reviews please! xoxo's.