I'm in a writing mood and it's about 2 in the morning.
I wish I could get in these moods at decent times of the day.
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Damn you stomach! Must you always wake me up?
6:30. Great. 3 hours of sleep. I should be bursting with energy today! Not.
"Lily? Are you hungry," I asked.
"Leave. Me. The. Fuck. Alone." She's a little cranky this morning, I better not yell at her for dropping the Big F-er.
I showered last night. But I'll probably shower after breakfast too. Maybe I'm a shower-aholic? Is that a real word? I don't think it is. Oh well. Made up words are the bestiest words.
I'm not even gonna change out of my Pjs. I mean what's the point. I'll probably just fall back asleep after breakfast. Yeah. Then I'll shower. I have awesome ideas.
I slipped my bare feet into my froggy slippers. They were warm and soft around my tootsies. My froggy slippers are a nice mellow green and have little eyes poking out of the top of them and little nostril looking things. And the back of the heel is open.
They matched my PJ colors. I had on yellow and green vertical striped shorts and a yellow tank top.
Whoa wait! 6:30? Damn it. Breakfast isn't until 7:30. I'm hungry. And I need some coffee. I could eat the chocolate Lily and I got last night. Chocolate. Honeydukes. Hogsmead. Dark street. Sirius and James abandoning us. Sirius. Map. Yay! I still have the map! There has to be a kitchen in this building.
I ran and got the map off of our dresser. It wasn't working. There weren't any dots or halls or names on it. Oh no. I broke their map. Their special map. I ruined it. I left it on too long, and IT DIED! I'M A MURDERER! THEY SHOULD JUST SEND ME TO AZKABAN RIGHT NOW!
…there is something wrong with me. I shouldn't be in normal society.
Oh well. I'll just go ask Remus to help me with it. He is a marauder after all. I opened our dorm door and started down. One, two, three, four, five, six…thirty-three, thirty-four, thirty-five…fifty-one, fifty-two. Fifty-two steps. There are fifty-two steps from the 7th year girls dorm to the 7th year boys dorm.
I knocked on the door. No one answered. I wasn't surprised. Boys are so lazy. I opened the door a little and saw four sleeping boys…and a Alice.
I saw the top of a sandy brown head sticking out from under a blanket. I walked over to it and pulled the covers down a little. It was Remus.
"Remus. I have a question."
"What?" he sighed.
"I have a question about your guys map."
"Can you ask James?"
"I guess."
I looked at the other beds, finding the one Lily had stood by last night.
His glasses were laying on the bedside table. I wiggled his shoulder, "James," I said.
"What?" He sighed.
"Question."
"On?"
"Map."
"Later."
"Now."
"Sirius," he retorted.
"Fine," I sighed.
I walked over to Sirius' bed and knelt now to be face level with him.
"Sir-ius," I said in a sing song voice.
"What do you want," he groaned.
"I have a question about the map."
"Go ask Remus."
"I already did and he told me to ask James. Then James told me to ask you. And you won't listen to me. Nobody will! And I just want somebody to help me cause I woke up this morning and the map wasn't working right. Actually it wasn't working at all, and, and, I'M A MAP MURDERER!" I hung my head in shame and Sirius gave a husky chuckle.
He put his hand under my chin and lifted my head up, "A map murderer?" He asked raising his eyebrows.
I had a frown on and nodded weakly. He took his hand out from under my chin and rubbed his eyes. He was still lying in bed, on his side facing me. I folded my arms on the side of his mattress and rested my head on my arms looking down.
"Let me see the map, Love." I scowled at him.
"Don't call me Love." I said in a blank voice.
"Sorry, now let me see the map." He didn't look sorry.
"You don't look sorry." I mumbled and handed him the map.
"I solemnly swear I am up to no good." He said.
"What?" I asked.
He nodded towards the map and the hallways and dots and passages and everything had appeared on it.
"So…I'm not a map murderer?" I asked.
"Definitely not. Though you are a cruel person for playing that prank on James and I."
"If you're trying to make me feel bad, it won't work."
"I'm not trying to make you feel anything. I'm just stating fact."
"Fine then I'll just state a fact by saying that you and James are a couple of Dickheads that don't give a damn if Lily and I die. Cause you know very well that we could have last night." I glared at him.
"I am sorry about last night, and we would most certainly care if you two died, who else would we have this prank war with, and you're right, if some sicko had been out there last night he could have killed you." I shivered at his words. Just thinking about some masked figure stalking Lily and I through the streets of Hogsmead.
"Cold?" He asked, taking my shiver in the wrong way.
"Nope."
"Are you sure?" He asked eyeing my shorts and tank top.
"Positive." I smiled.
"Okay…So why are you up so early?"
"My stomach woke me up."
"Oh, so why didn't you go get breakfast?"
"Cause it's only 6:45 now and breakfast isn't until 7:30."
He uncovered himself, I pulled my head back. He swung his legs off the bed and stood up. Then he walked over to the dresser and grabbed a shirt off of it.
"Come on," he said turning towards me.
"Where?"
"The kitchens." He said it like it was the most obvious thing in the whole world.
"Why?"
"You said you were hungry and I could go for some scrambled eggs myself."
"Yeah right. Like I'll ever go anywhere with you ever again. You might take me to some under tomb and leave me there."
"Are you going to hold that over me for the rest of my life?"
"I'm a girl. I can hold grudges forever."
"Fine. But I promised you last night that I would never leave you again, even if it were while you were playing a horrible prank on me. Or was it really because you knew I would comfort you and wanted all of this gorgeous bod to hold you?"
"And why exactly would I want you to hold me?" I made a disgusted face.
"Because every girl wants a piece of Sirius Black." He said with a snug smile.
"Well not this girl," I said.
"Not now, but soon."
"When pigs fly, Sirius."
"I can arrange that."
I rolled my eyes and got up off the floor, "Are we going to eat?"
"Yep."
"And you promise you won't leave me in some place?"
"You have my word as a gentleman."
I raised my eyebrows.
He sighed, "Fine, you have my word as a prankster."
I smiled, "That's a more reliable word."
He laughed as we walk out the dorm.
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