A/N: This chapter is, of course, dedicated to my Puzzle and best friend (and Edward Cullen's Ambassador)... Twinkle-Butt! I mean, uh, ToxicXLullaby. I miss you, sweetie!
Oh...and you're a wiener jacket. You freakin' glitter fairy!
I decided that Jayden deserved a chapter! :] Because a certain scene made my pulse race and my heart beat quicken. ^_^ Gorsh, I love writing!
Disclaimer: I'm not the famous J.K. Rowling. I don't own a theme park and any word I type is not a million dollar story. -_- Must you remind me so often?
Weirdness aside, I absolutely HATE this day. Hopefully writing will make it all better for at least SOMEONE...
^_^ I LOVE DARREN CRISS AND GLEE!
Now, without further ado, (Chaos&Tragedy!), I present...
Chapter Six
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"Shh!" A flash of green robes rustled as the voice hissed.
"But it's going to be so funny!" Red, recently straightened hair swished in the air beside the green.
"Quiet, Jay. They'll hear you!" The first voice murmured.
"Oh let me have my fun, Kiss! This was my idea!"
"Only the prank part. I actually thought of the seduction," piped up a third voice accompanied by a swish of blonde.
"Yeah. Big surprise there." The red hair flipped behind a robe-clad shoulder. Then-
SMACK!
"OW! You stupid blonde slu-"
BANG!
"You two knock it off, before I knock you out!" There was a flash of purple.
"Ouch, Kismet!"
"Yeah, take a chill-pill Kiss. We're just excited."
"You're gonna get us caught! They'll be back soon, and-"
The closet door inside the sixth year boys' dormitory opened, revealing a very confused Remus Lupin. Then, the confusion left his eyes as he took in the three girls hiding in the small space. A grin creeped it's way across his features.
"Whatever are you girls doing in here? Another prank? Well, you've been caught," laughed Remus as he saw the disappointment on the girls' faces.
"Ugh! I worked so hard on this one!" whined Jayden as she sat down on James's bed, legs and arms crossed in a disgruntled fashion. "This so isn't fair!"
Remus joined her, putting a friendly arm around her shoulders. "What were you three doing, anyway?"
"We were going to replace your robes with some of our muggle clothes, but you've found us, and the jig is up," moaned Kismet, looking equally distraught.
Remus held in his laughter, taking calming breaths as he did so. He was amused; these girls really were amateurs! He finally let out a long breath and decided to let them off easy. "Alright, look. I'll let this one go, alright? My mates don't need to know that you've been here, but you girls have to think of better material than just our clothes."
"Oh thank you so much, Remus!" exclaimed Siren. "We'll get to work right now, won't we guys?"
"Oh, yes. Of course," replied Kismet with a curt nod and pursed lips. She was clearly still disappointed in the prank, and possibly insulted that Remus was saving them from impending embarrassment at the hands of Prongs and Padfoot. "Isn't that right, Jay?"
"What? Oh, right. Yeah," said Jayden distractedly. "Uh, Remus? I-We owe you one, dude. How about we treat you to something down in the kitchens? Perhaps some... chocolate of some sort?"
Remus's ears physically perked at the mere mention of chocolate. "Oh, er. You don't have to do that, Jay."
"Oh but we want to!" said Siren, already tugging at Remus's arm. Well, they are offering chocolate, thought Remus as he allowed himself to be dragged down the staircase. Just as his mouth began to water from the thought of all the chocolate he would consume, the group paused.
"Oh, hey Peter! We were just going to the kitchens with Remus," said Jayden sweetly. "Would you like to come?"
Peter sent a confused glance to Moony, but complied with the girls' wishes. He'd just returned from that exact place, and was very reluctant to return there. However, he responded, "Er, sure. Let's go."
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"Well, that was easy," said Kismet as she watched Peter and Remus walk up the boys' staircase after their trip to the kitchens. As they disappeared around the corner, Kismet's eyes slid from the two purple markings on the backs of each boy's neck to her friends beside her. The girls stood together below in the Gryffindor common room, Kismet earning stares and glares from all the red-and-gold clad students. "Oh I hate this place. But, two down, two to go."
"Yeah. But I expect the other two won't be nearly as simple as those," Jayden mused as she sank into the red, velvet couch by the fire. "Ahh. I love this place."
"Ugh, can't we leave yet? I hate the Gryffindor common room!" Kismet nearly shouted the statement, earning even more glares than before, including angry looks from her two best friends.
"Shut it, Kiss," said Sirenity as she watched the portrait hole, "We're waiting for the guys."
"Well, you don't need me for this part, I'm out of here," waved Kiss as she strolled to the entrance, "Let me know how it goes."
"Yeah, sure," said Jayden softly as she stared into the fire. Siren moved closer to her sister, frowning as she worried about what was going through Jay's mind.
"What's wrong, Jay?"
Jayden jerked violently as if snapping out of a deep trance. "Wrong? Nothing's wrong. What's wrong?" she asked in quick succession, staring at Siren with wide eyes.
"You seem out of it," mumbled Siren worriedly. "Look, if you don't want to seduce Sirius, then-"
"No! I can do it. I'm capable," growled Jayden with a scowl.
Holding her hands up in surrender, Siren slid back to the other side of the couch, thinking. A wild thought entered Sirenity's mind that perhaps Jayden was mad at her. She quickly ran through the past week in her mind, searching for something that could possibly have set her sister off.
"Look, there's James," said Jayden softly. "Why don't you go ahead and begin? I'll wait here for Sirius."
"Kay," smiled Siren as she glanced over at her boyfriend. He wasn't he best looking male she'd ever been with, but he'd do until she found another. Besides, he was funny, and she certainly didn't want to hurt him now that they were together.
He greeted her with a kiss on the cheek and a smile, leading her back out of the portrait hole, and into the outside corridor. Siren turned back just before the painting closed, winking at her sister as she led her boyfriend to what he assumed to be the best snog of his life.
Sirenity smirked to herself as the Fat Lady closed her painting. Oh yes. The very best snog.
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Jayden watched in anger as the portrait hole closed with a soft snap. Sighing, she leaned back into the couch, and waited. Finally, after nearly twenty minutes, the final Marauder stepped into the common room, and made his way to Jayden.
"You wanted to see me, Millsap?" he asked cockily. Jayden groaned internally. Why was she stuck with Black, again? Oh right, because Siren was with James. Well that's fine. She certainly didn't care what they were up to. No, she didn't give a da-.
"Er, Jayden?" Sirius asked uncertainly.
"Oh, right. Uh, can I try something," asked Jayden as she slid her hands up his arms and to his neck. She stood on her tip toes, and pressed her lips to his, pressing a small, purple dot into the back of his neck, as he kissed her back.
Suddenly, Sirius pulled away.
"I'm sorry, Jay," he said in embarrassment. All Jayden could think of was that she needed a toothbrush and some therapy soon. "I just don't see you that way. I mean, you're an attractive girl and all, but..."
"Yeah! I get it," said Jayden quickly as she smiled in relief. "I don't see you that way either, Sirius."
"Oh," he said in confusion, "Well, good."
"Right."
"Well, alright."
"Bye Sirius!"
Jayden turned on her heel and ran up the stairs to the girls' dorm, showering and feeling very accomplished.
"Well, it wasn't much of a seduction but," she said to herself, shuddering. "I still feel very dirty."
Her mind then slipped to what it'd be like if she were currently in Siren's position, only having to kiss James. Her eyes closed as she thought of his warm, hazel eyes burning holes into hers. In her mind, he leaned in, pressing his soft lips to her own, and she sighed.
"NO!" she shouted, slapping herself silly for fantasizing about her sister's boyfriend in that way. "I don't like James Potter!"
I hope, she thought.
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The following morning, Jayden followed an excited Sirenity down to the Great Hall for breakfast and a show. The prank was due to begin in exactly fifteen minutes, and it took exactly that much time to get down from the Gryffindor Tower to the ground floor of the castle.
"Hurry up, Jay," groaned Sirenity, clearly impatient with her sister's slow pace. "I want a good seat!"
"Oh please, it's only breakfast," laughed Jayden.
The girls exited the common room and began the long trek to the Great Hall. Finally, just as the prank was to begin, the girls entered the Hall, taking seats as close to the Marauders as possible.
"Hey James," smiled Sirenity as she fought to hold in her laughter. She reached over to hug him, just as a purple blob exploded from the back of his neck.
"What the-"
There, standing before him on the table, was what could only be described as a purple creature with whispy, grey hair and autumn leaves as fingers. It held a piece of parchment in it's hands, and began to read from it in a high-pitched cracking voice:
"Oh my lovely love, you are
James Potter, the Quidditch jock
You've hazel eyes so bright and wise,
And a tiny little-. Well, we'll just say pecker.
But that matters not to me, my love
Don't you fret, sit tight.
Because in America we have something,
It helps. It's called Enzyte."
The creature smiled evilly up at James, taking a bow, "Curteousy of 'Chaos'."
Just then, two more purple beings popped off the back of Remus's and Peter's necks, landing square in front of the Marauders in question.
"To Mooney, from Karma:
Chocolate is a girl's weakness,
I've never known it to be a bloke's.
Maybe you should grow a pair,
And you won't be such a joke.
Wormtail, I just can't see
Why you're laughing so damn hard
You've got so much wrong with you,
I don't know where to start."
The tiny purple thing rolled up the parchment and smiled at the one next to it.
"Padfoot, my friend, I think it's time
To lift this confusing fog,
Have you ever even heard of soap?
You smell like a wet dog.
Now to the Marauders, as a whole
We hope you've enjoyed the rhymes.
Don't fret, my friends, it's not over yet
There's still much more time!
Until the day has passed, you see,
These creatures won't leave you be
They're your faithful friends until nightfall,
Sincerely, Karma, Chaos, and Tragedy."
The four boys sat in astonishment as they stared at one another, each blushing a different shade of crimson.
Jayden grew worried. Was the prank too much for them. She glanced at Kismet across the hall, and Kiss winked. Jayden shrugged it off and began to eat her breakfast. They can suck it up and be big guys about it.
"Er, so," said Sirius as he cleared his throat. "Little Prongs is...er, little, Mooney's a girl, I smell like a dog, and Wormy is the worst of us all?"
"That's what they said," said Siren as she winked at Jayden.
"Who's Karma, Chaos, and Tragedy?" asked Remus as he read from the parchment. The purple poet attempted to snatch it back, and ended up biting the werewolf boy. "Ouch! Damn demon-thing!"
"Oh please," sighed Jayden. "It's not like you aren't at war with Lutheran's most notorious pranksters. What? You thought you were the only ones with nicknames?"
"Of course not," said Sirius with a smirk, "We just figured 'Jay-Bird', 'Siren', and 'Kiss-Kiss' were good enough for you three."
"Don't let Kismet hear you called her that," warned Siren as she devoured her eggs. "She'd castrate you in a heartbeat."
"I'm not afraid of-" Sirius's sentence was cut off as a butterknife was pressed against his jugular.
"Heard what you said, Black," hissed Kismet into Sirius's ear, as she shoved the knife further into his skin. "I'm not above killing you the Muggle way."
"Put down the knife, Kiss," said Jayden without much concern. "It's easier to use a wand, anyhow. Less messy that way."
"Oh okay!" Kismet brightened, "How about I use Avada Ked-"
"It's illegal," chorused Siren and Jay with boredom.
"Damn," growled Kismet. "Stupid wizarding regulations."
Siren and Jayden laughed. Kismet then grew bored and returned to the Slytherin table, sliding into the seat next to Draco.
"Well, I'd say she was a bit upset," said Peter with a smirk.
"Yeah, thanks Wormy. I caught that," grumbled Sirius as he tore apart his toast.
"I warned you."
"Oh shut up, Cortez."
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The Quidditch match had only taken a few minutes, thanks to Jayden's and James's constant scores. They didn't even need the Snitch to be caught in order to win. With a thousand point lead, they could've taken a nap on their brooms for all it mattered.
Just then, though, Spinnett caught the Snitch for an amazing victory by Gryffindor. Jayden's vision got very fuzzy around the edges as she lowered her broomstick to the flower-strewn ground. Suddenly, she was in a silky white dress, and James Potter was in a black tuxedo with Sirius standing just behind him.
Jayden waved goodbye to Siren and Kiss who had materialized behind her, and ran off into the sunset with James.
"Jayden," he said softly as he leaned in for a kiss, "time to wake up."
Jayden puckered her lips and closed her eyes, though she was confused at his words, "What?"
"I said, it's time to get up," said Sirenity, as she pulled the covers from her sister. "God, you sleep like the dead."
Jayden woke with a start, staring at her sister in confusion. "Woah. Worst dream ever."
"I'll bet it was. You kept saying something about bears," commented Sirenity as she searched for her school robes.
Jayden ignored her as she put her head in her hands. Had she really had a dream just now about marrying James Potter?
She needed a shower.
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Jayden Millsap was inexplicably pissed. Well, not inexplicably. It can be explained, but it involved her sister and a certain messy-haired Quidditch captain in glasses.
The two had been flirting all throughout dinner, and Jayden was sick of it. She just wanted a someone to hex to death, in order to take her anger out.
"Jayden! Oi, Millsap, wait up!" called a voice Jayden recognized as Sirius's. She increased her speed, trying to get away before he caught up and killed whatever self-control she had left.
Hearing footsteps behind her, she whirled on her heel, "Go away, Black! I'm not in the moo-" She cut herself off as she stared into the eyes of James Potter.
"Come on Millsap. As Captain, it's my job to help keep the sanity of my team members," said James as he grabbed her elbow, leading her further down the corridor.
"Where are we going, James?" she asked, too tired to object to his yanking on her arm.
"Where all frustrated athletes go for peace and sanity: The Pitch."
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"Oi, Vangley," said Draco loudly as he stood behind the brunette girl in the Slytherin common room. She sat alone on a green leather chair, staring at the wall opposite her.
He waited a moment for her to respond, but she didn't.
"Kismet," he said softly, then he sighed. "Look, I'm sorry about what I said earli-"
"You have no idea," she muttered, finally looking up at the blonde boy behind the chair.
"What?" he asked, truly concerned. Her eyes seemed very...empty at the moment.
"You don't understand," she said.
"Understand what? Your family? Then help me to."
Kismet took a deep breath, then began her story.
"My mother's grandmother was a devout Purist, and it's just gone down the line," said Kismet softly. "They expect me to be the same, but Siren's a half-blood. They don't know I'm friends with her."
"What about the other bird?" asked Draco. "Jayden."
"She's not sure what she is. She and Siren share a mother, but not a father. They once attempted to get information from their mom about Jay's dad, but she wouldn't relent," said Kismet. "Doesn't matter. I don't care about bloodlines. Never have."
Draco smirked, "You seemed pretty insulted the day we met, though. When I called you a Mudblood."
Kismet allowed a small smile to escape, "I'm not a Mudblood, though. I'm pure, and therefore proud of who I am. Is that wrong?" Her eyes bore into Draco's, threatening him to agree that it indeed, was wrong.
He stared as well, not backing down from the threat that poured from her pupils. "It is never wrong to take pride in yourself. You are who you are for a reason, and no one should ever try to change that."
Kismet nodded slightly and looked down at her hands.
"And," he continued, placing a single finger on her chin and bringing her eyes up to meet his. "I do understand about Purists. My entire family is full of them. The Malfoys trace their ancestry all the way back to Slytherin himself."
Keeping his finger under her chin, he stroked her cheek with his thumb, causing shivers to roll down Kismet's spine. She felt as if she should pull away, but she couldn't.
She placed a palm just under his shoulder on his chest, keeping it there, held over his heart. "Thank you," she whispered.
Years later, neither could remember who initiated it, but suddenly both were kissing as if their lives depended on it. Kismet's hands wound through his blonde locks, twisting and pulling herself as close as she could. Draco's fingers skimmed her sides, coming to a rest on her waist.
Suddenly, Kismet wrenched herself away, standing up and panting as she stared down at a very bewildered Draco.
"I-I've got to go!" she said hurriedly as she all but ran toward the entrance to the common room. "You-you stay there or something!"
She flew down the corridors, knocking over dozens of students and running the entire way to Gryffindor Tower. She was almost there when she literally ran straight into-
"Siren! Have you seen Jay?" she asked, panting. She could feel her robes were disheveled, as was her hair, but she didn't care. She needed her friends right now.
"Woah, calm down, and no. Have you seen James?" she inquired, taking in her friend's appearance.
The girls both looked at one another for a full minute, then they hightailed it down to the Quidditch Pitch.
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"I'm telling you, the Wronski Feint only works for Seekers, you dolt!" Jayden Millsap and James Potter were, once again, the last players off the Quidditch Pitch that evening. And once again, they were arguing the merits of certain Quidditch tactics.
"But a Chaser could use it as well, Jayden," James attempted to explain. The redhead next to him was his girlfriend's sister, but he swore, sometimes she could be a real pain in the ar-
"Are you kidding? What use could it serve to a Chaser? You just want to show off to Siren, don't you," accused Jayden with a smirk on her face. James had to look down to see it. She barely reached his chin. "Yep! That's it, I'm right. Wow, Potty, you sure are a big-head."
James narrowed his hazel eyes behind his glasses, giving Jayden a small shove as the two walked in companionable silence to the Great Lake.
Choosing a seat on the grass, he patted a spot beside him, looking up beneath his eyelashes at his red-haired teammate.
"Don't you have to go somewhere with Sirenity tonight?" inquired Jayden as she sat down as well.
"No, she's told me she had to practice for choir and finish her homework."
"Siren? Do homework? What've you done to my sister!" Jayden widened her eyes in false shock and placed a hand on her heart.
"I've done nothing," laughed James as he stared out over the surface of the water. "I still don't do my work."
"True," sighed Jayden as she leaned back on her hands, crossing her short legs at the ankles and staring out over the lake as well. James wondered idly how it felt to be so small as to be able to fit into a kitchen cupboard. "So, tell me something about yourself, Potter."
"Can I ask you a question first?" he asked, glancing from the scenery to his companion.
"Uh, sure," agreed Jayden. She looked confused.
"Why do you call me Potter?" He could feel his eyes burn into hers as he gauged her reaction, but he couldn't help it. He waited for her to turn away in a blush, but-
"Because you're my sister's boyfriend," she said with certainty.
"I'm also your teammate."
"That just proves my reasoning," insisted Jayden.
"And... your friend?" He asked it as a question, but he couldn't help it. How was he to know whether the girl sitting next to him thought of him as a friend? The same girl who laughed at his jokes and with his mates. Whom he played Quidditch with when he was bored. The girl who'd gone swimming with he and the guys just two nights ago. Yes, he was unsure as to where he now stood with the girl beside him.
Jayden shrugged slightly, finally turning her eyes out to the Lake once more. She was silent for a long moment before continuing, "I call Draco Blondie."
"Is he your friend?" James turned his gaze to the glassy, still surface as well.
"Not really. He's more Kismet's friend, I guess. But you're... different. I think of you differently," she finished softly. Finally, turning back to James, she cleared her throat, "Which is why I call you Potter."
He grabbed her wrist, keeping her there with him, "What do you mean, Jayden? Are you saying-"
"No. I'm leaving," she said as she wrenched her arm away, quickly rolling on the grass, landing far away from him in a crouch.
"But I still don't understa-"
"Doesn't matter. I do," said Jayden firmly as she stood and dusted dirt from her robes. She grabbed her broomstick, swinging one leg over it, "and I love Siren more than anything, excluding Kiss. Meaning I wouldn't steal her boyfriend."
Leaving that statement to be interpreted in whatever way by the black-haired boy with glasses, Jayden took off on her broom, skimming over the Forbidden Forest for nearly an hour before coming to a clearing. Landing softly in the meadow, Jayden crumpled to the ground and did something she'd refrained from doing for years.
She cried.
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A/N: Kinda hated the way this turned out, but the idea is pretty much there. Next chapter, things get turned around. I've already begun it, and maybe this time I won't need help with it!