Sorry I haven't really updated... like at all..

So, yeah, maybe school is the reason..?

Nah, it's just this thing I have a love/hate relationship with;

Procrastination.

So, Lee had a friend. Sirius Black. The school playboy, heartthrob and prankster. Lee knew that he probably had quite a few other names and titles, that might be along the lines of 'Best Snog' and/or 'Best Shag'. Or he might be called the hottest guy at Hogwarts. Lee knew all too well, that in fact, he was, certainly, the most handsome bloke that has set foot in Hogwarts. Some people (girls) would go as far as saying the most handsome male in Britain. Or the world.

Those people (girls) were part of his fan club. They devoted their whole Hogwarts career to following Black around, sending him flattering notes and gifts and swooning in his presence.

Lee was also, a little ashamed to say, that she harbored the tiniest crush on the bloke.

Lee was a Sirius Black fangirl.

But every hetrosexual girl had an inner Sirius Black fangirl in them.

Even Lily, probably, was bound to notice, sooner or later, that he was a gift sent from heaven above.

Lee was not at all crazy about him, it was only the tiniest crush-no- fascination of his sheer personality (mean, reckless,arrogant) and beauty (asdfghhkkl).

So yes, she harbored a little crush on him. Since 2nd year.

Her musings ended however, when somebody pushed her shoulder, hard. She fell onto the floor, and her bag, along with it's books, went flying everywhere.

It was probably one of the other people that had just came out of Widdi's class with her, shocked that Sirius Black had apologized and that now they were friends. Well, Ha Ha Sirius Black fangirls, suck on that! She was friends with him. All they could ever be was a toy to him; another shag; he probably changed girlfriends more often than he changed his underwear.

Lee looked up to see Black, in all his glory, with his hand outstretched for her, with a sorry smile on his face, "Sorry, Lee." He apologized, she loved the way he said her name, and pulled Lee up. "That's Olivia, my ex; doesn't take too kindly to pretty girls she sees me with." And he readjusted his shoulder bag's strap and strolled ahead of her.

Lee froze. Literally. Classes be damned, right now, she couldn't breathe. Or move at all. in fact the only thing that seemed to be actually moving was her heart; beating as fast as a hummingbird's wings. Her brain replayed the last scene over and over gain but it made no sense:

Sirius Black. Had called Lee, a pretty girl.

Next, she had History of Magic with Professor Binns, the boring old ghost. There was plenty of time in there to freeze and think about Sirius Black's... compliment? So she headed there, all the while, twirling her dirty blonde hair around her quill, and distracting herself from thinking about... you know what. Procrastination? maybe. So she hummed the tune of a song she was very fond of, but still did not know what it was called and tapped the strap of her shoulder bag with her left hand instead of thinking about...that.

Lee entered Binns' classroom about 5 minutes late, Binns didn't seem to notice because he was dragging on about some type of artist in the middle ages-

Wait. Could it be? Lee knew who Binns was talking about. Lee actually knew who Binns was talking about.

Quasward Eli-Oath, was of the most influential artists and inventors of all time, responsible for some of the wizarding world's most frequently used day-to-day items and master-peice paintings. How could she not know the bloke, he was her idol.

So, she hurried into a seat at the back of the class beside some dark-haired fool who was obviously bored and was resting his head on the table, his face out of view.

Lee couldn't believe the nerve on that guy, how could he be sleeping when they had a lesson about the Quasward Eli-Oath?!

She eagerly listened to Binns talk about Eli-oath's childhood and about how his mother was deathly ill and died-

Her hand shot right up. Binns seemed surprised and raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, Miss...?"

"Bermuda." Binns looked a little shocked once he heard her surname and his eyebrows went flying up, but he gestured for her to continue. "His mother's sickness was what inspired him to paint one of his most recents pieces, 'Clouder', he found a man who harnessed the same disease as his mother did and asked the man if he could paint a portrait of him, it's now found in the National Dorrando's Magical Arts Museum." She said in one breath.

Now, Binns looked like he didn't have eyebrows at all, but his expression quickly changed and he looked ecstatic that someone had finally known something about History.

That was nothing compared to the faces of the rest of the class.

Peter Pettigrew had a confused look on his face, Lily looked dumfounded, Eliza Sirens looked shocked, Potter looked disgusted, and-

Black. She sat next to Black. Who's jaw was sweeping the floor. Sirius Black-

'Do not think about what he said, I refuse to believe him...' She scolded herself.

Lee was going to agree to something, always answer to questions nobody expected her to know the answers to- it was just so much fun surveying their astounded faces.

"20 points to Gryffindor!"

Now, she needed her Herbology textbooks for her next lesson-

They were in her dorm.

Well...

Nope, this wasn't just awkward; it was way beyond that point.

It was a couple of lessons and a lunch after Sirius had volunteered, emphasis on volunteer, to be her friend. But did he tell everybody else that he was wrong?

Lee was about to find out, when she opened the door to her dorm and leaned onto the doorframe.

Lily was staring at Lee from her crisply made bed, Alice was avoiding eye contact and stiffly brushing her hair at the end of her bed and Mary didn't seem concerned with anything, she gave Lee an indifferent look and walked into the bathroom.

Judging by the way they hadn't thrown her out of the dorm, she'd say that Sirius had finally gotten through the exhausting task of telling everyone about his false accusations. Geez, great friends she had, huh?

sarcasm was Lee's 4th language.

Word of advice, don't ask about the other 2, she'd probably crawl into a deep, dark pit of nothingness and die. Fun, right?

Lee cleared her throat and awkwardly pointed to her four-poster bed, "I'm here for my journals and textbooks, they're under my bed."

Lily nodded and Alice attempted to smile.

Lee walked over to her bed, kneeled down and patted the floor under it in search for her moleskine journals she kept for ever since she could remember. This year, she had bought a purple one because the clerk at the store said that it complimented her eyes... Don't ask.

She dug it out of the masses of trash, old textbooks, loose and crumpled parchment, dried out ink bottles, dirty clothes and some other some she couldn't remember buying.

She also found a box of color pastels, a cute-cherry pink shoulder bag, and an old novel she hadn't finished reading. And finally, she fished out her Herbology textbook from under her pillow.

Lee gathered her stuff, exchanged her books into the pink shoulder bag, stuffed the other one under her bed, stood up and surveyed her roommates (minus Mary) while they looked back at her. Finally, Lily said something,

"So... You're not a death eater..." Lily bit her lip and cringed. Lee couldn't believe her, usually Lily was more tactful.

"Sirius told us-" Alice added.

"No, Remus told us after Sirius told him- Oh, he feels so sorry, Remus I mean. I mean, so does Sirius, most of all actually!-"

"And so do we-" Alice stood up and walked over to Lily and pulled her off her bed.

"Terribly sorry, Ashley!" Lily said. They both did sound genuinely sorry.

Lee cringed at the sound of her full name and was about to correct her, but of course; Lee, being the horribly socially awkward person she was, avoided any means of eyes contact and nodded.

"'K... See ya." Lee said and walked out of the dorms.

Going down the staircase and into the Gryffindor common room, Lee received quite a few looks, whether it be dirty ones, confused ones, curious ones or other, she just inwardly groaned and headed for the portrait opening, choosing to ignore all the stupid stares people gave her.

She kept walking and eventually rounded a corner and took a secret passage that lead to 2nd floor, without the burden of those exhausting steps.

How on Earth could they, in the first place believe that Lee was a Death Eater? She barely knew anything about Voldemort, (horrible name by the way, he must've been ridiculed a lot as a kid if that was his real name) knew next to nothing about the dark arts, and was by no means, friendly with the Slytherins; she couldn't name 3 people for bullcrap.

She flipped through her purple journal and wrote down:

They are delusional, the whole lot of them.

Especially Sirius Black.

Speaking of the devil.

Note: Is the devil smart enough to find a secret passage...?

Cliffhanger!

I don't think I should be happy about that...

But whatever. Sorry there is a lack of Lee's funny little snippets that she gets when she's supposed to be focusing on something and her attention span fails her...

Psshhh... That's totally not me...

But in all seriousness, I'd like yo thank my readers, reviewers, followers and not my little sister who is currently, the most freaking annoying person ever!

I hate kids.