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Chapter Seven

"Peevesie's Song"

Loony was right. By the time we walked into the Great Hall the school was buzzing. Some of it was good, most of it was bad, at least, that's what I gathered from the looks on everyone's faces.

When we approached the Gryffindor table, the strangest sight ever to be seen was waiting there.

"What's he paying you to sit here Lily?" Sirius asked, smiling.

She glared at him. "It's your fault."

He turned to James. "Oh. You're welcome Prongs."

"I don't think it's a good thing Padfoot," James replied, not looking at Lily.

"Why not?" His smile fell and he looked over at me and grimaced, as if to say 'I always get blamed.'

"We told you to stay away from them Nike!" Tonks said.

"What happened this time?" Sirius asked, looking from Remus to James.

"All you three are doing are doing is getting her into more trouble that she could do just fine without!"

"They haven't got me in any trouble though! It's been all me!" I protested.

"Please don't lie to us," Lily said, lowering her voice when students looked over at us.

"But I'm not! James, Remus—"

"Yes we know those two haven't done anything yet. The thing is, they'll follow suit." Tonks interrupted me.

"So you're saying me alone is ruining her life," Sirius guessed, crossing his arms over his chest.

"That little stunt you pulled on the Quidditch field was not funny Sirius Black!" Lily snapped.

"Little stunt? Tell me Evans, did you hear all of the story? What about the words that he said? I don't think you'd be hating me right now if you had. You would have found my actions reasonable!" He was losing his patience.

"I highly doubt—"

"Hey!" I yelled. "Listen, I started that fight with what's-his-face! Instead of me getting in trouble Sirius punched him and we left! End of story."

Lily's eyes filled with understanding. "Oh no," she muttered.

"Nike, you don't have to stand up for them," Tonks said soothingly.

"I'm not! I'm telling you the truth! Why can't you see it? I don't know what a friend is, but aren't they supposed to trust each other?"

"We do trust you, just not those three," Tonks said.

"A friends looks out for one another and sticks up for each other too, and that's what we're doing," Lily said, her features softening some. "Trust us when we say that you don't know them like we do."

"You're right." Everyone looked surprised and I felt a twinge of guilt at the look of hurt that flashed past the boys' faces. They were probably wondering why I was giving in so easily. "It's only my first day here, and I already know them better than you two." I stormed away from them and nearly collided with Weasley when I flung the doors open angrily.

"Good evening Nike," he said, stopping me in the doorway.

"There's nothing 'good' about this evening Weasley," I growled.

He frowned (probably thinking I either had serious anger issues or I was bipolar) and was about to say something when Professor Vera stood up and said,

"May I have your attention please?" The room fell silent and he opened his mouth to speak, and that's the moment that Peeves chose to float over to the podium.

"May I have your attention please?" the ghost mocked the headmaster. Some students laughed and Sirius yelled,

"The floor is yours!"

"Peeves? What are you doing?" Professor Vera asked, annoyed.

Peeves ignored the headmaster. "Peevesie's wote somefing and would wike twoo pwubwiciwze wit." He tried to clear his throat, but it came out as a gargle, which caused more students to laugh. This ghost was a riot. "Wit wis swimply cwalled 'Peevesie's Song', witten by wyours twuly."

"Go away Peeves—" Professor Vera's voice was lost in Peeves' awful singing voice.

"Oooohhhh…

I'm gonna sing this song

all day long…

until you cry,

or you dddiiieee!

"Hahaha!

No one can stop me,

if they try I'll sting 'em like a beeeeee!

And the one who'll kill them is Nikeeeee!

"You know who will be first?

Who's bubble needs to burst?

Professor Damnit of course!

As you know he's such a horse!

But then when you say that, you're offending the horses, the poor dears,

Oh well, that doesn't put me nor the Marauders to shame…

"Hey! Wait! That last line didn't rhyme…

Whatever, it doesn't matter, I'm dead, so my brain is fried…

"That's the end of 'Peeeeevesiiiiiieeeeee's Sssoooooonnnnngg'!"

All the students burst into applause and laughter and Peeves took a bow and ended up somersaulting off the stage.

Weasley glanced at me. "So…you'll kill them, right?" I was surprised to find him smiling.

"I know what you're thinking and I did not write that song," I replied.

"Who taught you to rhyme Peeves?" James yelled. I grew angry again, knowing he was next to Lily and Tonks.

Peeves grinned. "Wi've fwound many new twalents twoday fanks to Witchy Nike!"

I felt it was time to go, even if I was going to miss the best part: the teachers freaking out.

"See you around Weasley," I muttered, and I left the Great Hall.

I was halfway up the first flight of stairs when I heard someone following me. Well, not heard, I more of sensed it. I turned around and came face to face with a scary-looking ghost that had dried blood stained on his night shirt.

"Whoa," I said. He must've died painfully.

The ghost just stared at me with no feeling or expression.

"So you're Peeves' latest toy." I looked around for the voice, but no one else was around, the hallways were empty. Just me and the ghost, who hadn't moved at all, not even to speak.

But because I'm crazy, I replied anyways.

"Toy? Really? He doesn't control me!"

The ghost's lips raised some, almost a smile (or was it a smirk?). "You are almost better than the Marauders." I wasn't sure, but I think that was a compliment.

"Who's the Marauders?"

The ghost was quiet—quieter—making me wait. "You know them," he said finally.

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. It would most likely be a bad idea to lose your temper at a bloody ghost. But I was getting tired of these riddles. I needed answers.

I opened my eyes, semi-calm. "What do you…?" I trailed off, seeing that he had gone.

A/N: K, well this chapter was really short…but I had to show that Lily and Tonks aren't happy at all with Nike and the Marauders' friendship, and that will create a little (some might say stupid and pointless) conflict. But oh well.

How did you like Peeves' song? He wrote it himself, by the way (and believe you me, it took about ten minutes to come up with an idea, and then only five minutes to get the song written down in the notebook).

Sorry again that the chapter was so short, but the next one will be longer. Here's a hint (but you've got to figure it out! First one who can tell what it is gets an invisible smiley face sticker!) Stuoyrt Hctiddiuq. (Yes I am merely trying to amuse myself.)

Let me know what you think! Please Review!

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