A/N: Guess who doesn't own Harry Potter? *points to self* THIS GUY!
"This is so not cool" I grumbled unhappily under my breath as I exited the potions room. Jeremy was waiting for me just outside the door, leaning against the wall. I walked over to him, a pout on my lips as I buried my head into his chest. His arm wrapped around my waist as the other tugged on my ponytail so I would look up at him. Then proceeded to ask me what was wrong.
"I got detention." He raised an eyebrow.
"You bad girl," He teased with a grin. I rolled my eyes a smile finding its way onto my face.
"It's not fair, I didn't do anything" I complained.
"Then how did you get it?"
"Black was bothering me so I sent a small, tiny, insignificant hex his way, after he'd been sending these little balls of parchment at my head the entire class. And I get in trouble…and him and Potter."
"What was Potter doing?"
"He was throwing them at my head too," I said and unconsciously smoothing my hair as much as I could while it was in a ponytail.
"So then no date tonight?" I shook my head. "The git probably did it on purpose just so he could be with you."
"How'd you guess?" Our heads turned to the new voice, a scowl already on my face as I looked at Black and Potter.
"Shut up Black you're not a part of this conversation." I said glaring. His eyes met mine a smirk tugged at his lips and his eyes darkened.
"I just can't wait for tonight" He continued walking towards us, Potter following casually behind. I took a step forward out of the protective arms of my boyfriend to meet him. He stood about a foot in front of me. I glared up at him.
"To bad I can't say the same"
"I can!" said Potter from behind. He grinned from over Blacks shoulder, an infuriating grin on his face. "Will have fun"
"I highly doubt that" I said my eyes barely glancing at him.
"Aw, you don't sound too excited for tonight. It's a real shame because I can tell" Black said taking a step forward, "something big is going to happen tonight." He stared into my eyes, a glint of something I couldn't quiet identify lingered in his eyes.
"Well!" said Potter loudly clapping his hands together, and then rubbing them against one another. "We must be off! To headquarters!" he cried and walked off towards the Great Hall. Black let out a bark of laughter letting his head tip back as he did so before following his friend.
"TO THE HEADQUARTERS!" they both cried laughing on their way.
Nutcases. Absolute nutcases.
Jeremy came up from behind me wrapping his arms around me in a comforting embrace. Placing a kiss on top of my head, he guided me towards the Great Hall for dinner. Upon arriving he asked if I wanted to sit next to him during dinner. I passed up the offer and instead went and sat by Lily.
"Hello" I said sitting next to her.
"Hello yourself stranger." She responded with a large smile. "What are you up to tonight?" she asked cutting into her roast beef.
"Detention" Lily raised an eyebrow questionably at me.
"Potter and Black got me in trouble." I told her then started eating my own dinner.
"Typical" she said giving me a knowing smile.
"Are you suggesting that I normally get into trouble?" I spoke teasingly. Lily took a deep breath and closed her eyes a moment to contemplate my question before answering.
"Yes"
"Oh you're so funny Lil" I said sarcastically nudging her slightly.
"I know" was her reply. We laughed and the rest of the time through dinner caught up on each other's days.
"I suppose I should be going, don't want to be late. Make the old bat hate me even more."
"Have fun" she said as I walked away.
"Okay" I muttered dryly to myself. This was seriously going to suck. Stuck for 2 hours with 2 boys I could not standwasn't going to be fun. I reached the dungeons 5 minutes before the detention actually started. Mr. Leone sent a glare my way and told me to sit down and wait for the others. As we waited I looked around the gloomy room. It smelled really bad in here. Honestly. Something might have died in here that could actually be the cause of the stink. Yet, before I could dwell on the stinky smell any longer Black and Potter stumbled into the room; ramming into one of the back row desks, and causing a chair to tumble over.
Smooth
"Right on time…" said Mr. Leone checking his watch he waved at the boys irritably to take a seat, then took off his glasses to pinch the bridge of his nose. I sighed and I was sent a quick glare by him before he returned the glasses to rest on his pudgy face. I shifted in my seat, ready for the torture to begin.
Mr. Leone took out his wand, did a nifty wrist flick, and in an instant we had 30 plus dirty cauldrons surrounding us. Various cleaning supplies littered the floor, including a bucket and mop. He stood, walking around his desk and held out his hand. "Wands" I groaned slightly and let my head fall back before standing up and giving him my wand, the boys following my action. "Your jobs" Mr. Leone indicated to the two dunderheads, "clean these cauldrons. And you" he said looking at me. "Mop the entire room, and when you're done help with the cauldrons. Now if you'll just excuse me I have an important meeting to attend." He said straightening his cloak.
"What?" I croaked, "You're leaving?" My voice sounding slightly panicked at having to be left alone with them.
"Yes." I bit my tongue as I watched him go before taking up the mop and bucket and carrying it to the other side of the room to begin my task.
I suppose I should have been suspicious of what the boys had been doing once Mr. Leone left the room, but I thought they were just trying to get there work done. Note to self, if the boys have been quite for this long they are up to something.
As I continued to work my way closer and closer to where the boys were I noticed something very …irritating.
"What are you doing?" I hissed coming over to them as I saw the mess they were making.
"Making a potion" said Potter like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"What do you mean you're making a potion? You're supposed to be cleaning up, not making an even bigger mess!" I asked through gritted teeth. "Merlin, do you know how much trouble you're going to get us in!" I said in pure irritation.
"I've come up with a brilliant plan," Black said finally including himself into the conversation, "I thought about what you said and figured you might be on to something. With that, you make your own destiny crap. But you know, I still think Trelawny might have something right so I decided to find the way to make you finally be mine. A lust potion."
"You're sick." I spat. He let out a cruel laugh, and stared me straight in the eye.
"I get what I want love, and you are at the top of my list." He said pausing to turn the page so Potter could see the next step.
"I hate you" I violently cried out at him. His eyes hardened as he met my glaring ones.
"There's a fine line between hate and love" he said to me taking a step closer.
"Stop making that potion Potter" I said stepping around Black and attempting to snatch the book off the table they were working on. But of course before my hand could even reach out Black had me up against his chest. Holding my arms tightly to my side he let out a small grunt. "Let me go!" I screamed.
"Settle down Crosse I'm almost done" Said Potter still concentrating on the potion. I watched wide eyed as he added his last ingredient and started stirring.
"I'll have the charms of a Veela, it'll be amazing don't you think. They're irresistible creatures, and with this spell, whom ever I lay eyes on first will instantly-ughf!" my elbow landed in his side and I finally freed my arms from his grasp and continued on my path towards Potter. Everything else was blind to me, including what Black had been telling me. He had been counting the number of times he had been stirring and had finally finished. Panic coursed through my veins; I was too late and now, now I was desperately running to the door and trying to unlock it.
"He charmed it shut Crosse." Said Potter to me. I turned around as Potter ladled the potion into a small vile for Black to drink from.
"You can't do this Black," I licked my lips nervously, "it won't be real. Please…" my voice trailed off as I watched him down the purple liquid. I squeezed my eyes shut and quickly opened them as I heard a loud crash. Black had violently thrown the cauldron aside, spilling its contents on the floor. "What in Merlin's name did you do!" I yelled at Potter, he in turn, through me an uneasy look at me and took a couple steps away from Black as we both watch him jerk and twitch But what I noticed most was the frightening grip he had on the table. His knuckles were turning white with the strain.
"Padfoot?" Potter spoke, taking a cautious step forward but halted as Sirius let out a loud growl. I turned my back to the situation at hand and once again tried frantically to open the door. Yelling and pounding on it, hoping and praying someone could hear. I heard a startled yelp in the background and then a loud crash. Turning around as quickly as I could I watched horrified as Potter landed quite ungracefully into the stack of caulrons.
"James!" I yelled, his name feeling foreign on my tongue, as I rushed over to him. Yet before I could reach his unconscious form an arm wrapped itself around my waist. "Let go!" I screamed, scratching at his Blacks arms. "Sirius let me go!" I yelled as his arm only tightened around me. "James get up!" I yelled at him, my voice going raw as I continued to scream at both boys.
Finally thought, after what seemed like an eternity, James stirred. I felt Sirius's arm loosen as he watched James get up. Taking the opportunity I slipped out of his arms and ran to James side.
Helping him up I heard Sirius let out another feral growl. I looked over my shoulder to see Sirius eyes a deadly black, as he glared at James.
"Mine" he seethed taking a step forward.
"Find out what went wrong" I said to James pushing him to the side as Sirius charged at us. I hastily dodged to the other side barely being missed by Sirius large form, yet he somehow managed to stop just before tumbling into the pile of cauldrons. I ran towards the back of the room, and quickly moved to the opposite side of a table as Sirius made his way towards me.
"Ryleigh!" cried James. I glanced over at James who was reading the book from which he had been gathering his instructions from.
"Did you find it?" I asked as Sirius grinned across from me at the other end of the table. He faked a right, making me instantly go towards mine, and away from his direction.
"No I don't understand-" He stopped mid-sentenced and I held my breath. I looked back and forth between both boys before Sirius captured my attention as he ran across the left side of the table towards me, instantly I ran around the other end, till we both ended up in the exact same spot as before.
"Mine" he barked at me, his hair falling over his eyes as he panted heavily.
"Ryleigh" I barely heard James say.
"What!" I cried desperately to him.
"The pages…they got stuck together, we did a different potion."
"You what!" I screamed. I glanced at James, and saw him visibly cringe. "What happened to him?"
"He's a-" before he had time to finish his sentence a Cauldron pot came zooming towards his head, crashing into the back of it with a sickening thump. I gasped, a hand covering my mouth as I saw James body fall limply forward. I looked at Sirius wide eyed.
"You..you-you" the words could come out as I stared horrified at the man before me. Sirius seemed indifferent as he stared at me intently and proceeded to lift his end of the table and fling the entire thing casually to the side. He then slowly made his way around me, taking his time as he circled me, raking his eyes lavishly over me. I squeezed my eyes shut as I shivered and clutched my arms to my chest too frightened to even look at him. "What are you?" I all but whispered.
In an instant he was on me, pushing me roughly against the wall, the back of my head hitting it with a crack. I cried out in pain, angry tears welling up in my eyes.
"What am I?" he asked leaning down to nuzzle my neck. I struggled against him turning my head away from his as I gazed helpless into the potions room. I tried to break his hold but he swiftly held my hands above my head with only one of his own. His own legs pinned mine as well, making it so I could hardly move, yet still I struggled to release his hold on me.
"Let me go!" I yelled trying to move his head away from my neck. I barely had time to yell at him once more before he cruelly bit into my neck with his canines. I screamed out in pain feeling a warm liquid drip down my neck. Blood, my blood, the realization hit me with a new wave of panic as I wiggled and squirmed to get out of his grip. He retaliated by biting down harder and growling. I stopped my protest and could only whimper in pain as tears of fear, anger, pain, and humiliation cascaded down my cheeks.
At my resignation my hands and lapped at the wound he created. Leaving a tingling sensation behind; he slowly kissed his way up my neck, before letting his forehead rest on mine. He lifted his hand and moved to wipe the tears from my face but I turned my head stubbornly. He let out a low growl and gripped my chin forcefully with his free hand and turned it back so I was looking directly at him. Once again he placed his forehead against mine.
"What am I, you ask." He said in a rough husky voice, "I'm a veela love. And you" he smirked "are"my mate" he licked his lips and stared into my eyes.
"No" I murmured weakly and closing my eyes.
"Mine, Mine, Mine." He said in a singsong voice.
"Never" I said vehemently capturing his gaze. His grip tightened considerably on mine. The look in his eyes was murderous as I refused him. As he opened his mouth to argue further the door of the potions room slammed open.
"Stupefy!" cried Professor Dumbledore, who stood in the doorway with both Professor Trelawny and Leone. Sirius hands released mine as he fell to the floor. "Miss. Crosse it seems we have arrived too late." Dumbledore spoke to me as he looked at both of the unconscious boys in the room. "Mr. Leone if you could please see to it that both these gentlemen get to the infirmary I believe Professor Trelawny and myself need to have a talk with Miss. Crosse. If you'd please follow us Miss. Crosse to my room we can begin to sort this out." Dumbledore said to me and turned walking out the room. Professor Trelawny followed and I had no choice but to follow her example. "This is so not cool" I grumbled unhappily under my breath as I exited the potions room.
A/N: You know what to do!