Chapter 12 – Practice, Potions & Padded Cells
James was sitting in The Great Hall eating breakfast. Sitting on his right was Sirius who was slouching, stabbing at his food and muttering darkly under his breath. Lily who was sitting on his left was watching Faith who was sitting across from her.
Faith had bewitched her scrambled eggs to form a dog that was bounding all over her plate.
“Aw, a puppy,” Lily crooned.
Faith looked up at Sirius before stabbing the dog with her fork.
Lily gasped and James choked on his juice.
“You know then?” Faith asked not waiting for a response, “Of course you do! You’re probably one too! Freaking Marauders, tell each other every thing. Wait,” Faith looked over at Sirius. “If you told them about that little incident at the start of the year I will make you wish you weren’t a man I’ll-“
“Time for practice!” James called not wanting things to get too descriptive.
They walked down to the Quidditch pitch and into the change rooms.
“Now you two,” he said turning to face Faith and Sirius. “I’m not asking you to be friends but can you please, please just work together for the rest of the team?”
They glared at each other before nodding.
Remus was sitting in the stands watching as the team mounted their brooms. He was surprised to see Lily walking along the stands towards him.
“Hey Lily. What are you doing here?”
“I’m being a supportive girlfriend, though I don’t see why I have to come to practices, I mean I come to the matches! What are you doing here?”
“Got nothing better to do, both my best mates are here, so I come to watch.”
“Oh of course! Marauders!” she huffed flinging herself into a seat.
Two hours later Remus and Lily were watching the practice when James finally called, “OK guys that was good!” and the team touched down to the ground. All except for Faith and Sirius who were fifty feet in the air swinging Bludgers violently towards each other.
James landed on the ground after a good team practice, considering the circumstances.
He placed the Quaffle and Snitch into the trunk and looked around for Sirius and/or Faith to give him the Bludgers, but they weren’t anywhere to be seen.
He looked up to the sky.
“ASSHOLE!” Faith bellowed swinging a Bludger towards Sirius.
CRASH. The Bludger hit its mark, crashing into Sirius’ stomach and winding him.
SMASH. Faith Eskimo-rolled to avoid the Bludger.
“SON OF A BITCH!”
“NO James. OF COURSE YOU!”
“FINE! YOU CONCEITED ASS!”
And with that Faith landed and went into the change rooms.
Faith stood in the shower, letting the hot water run over her skin.
“Faith,” Sirius called.
“What the hell are you waiting for?” Faith sang loudly. (A/N-Numb – Linkin’ Park)
“Faith talk to me,”
“I’m tired of being what you want me to be, feeling so faithless, lost under the surface.”
“I DON’T KNOW WHAT YOU’RE EXPECTIONG OF ME, PUT UNDER THE PRESSURE OF WALKING IN YOUR SHOOOOES!”
“Faith you need to talk to someone.”
“EVERY STEP THAT I TAKE IS ANOTHER MISTAKE TO YOOOOOOU!”
“Why won’t you get help?”
“Every second I waste is more that I can take. I’ve become so numb, I can’t feel you there, I’ve become so tired so much more aware, I’m becoming this all I want to do,”
“Is be more like me and be less like you…”
Faith fell to her knees.
“OK, your instructions are on the board so partners…”
It was a Thursday afternoon and Faith, Lily, James, Remus and Sirius were sitting in potions.
Faith had barely been listening to a word Professor Slughorn had been saying until,
“Porter and Black.”
“Shit,” Faith groaned banging her head on the desk.
Gathering her things she went over and sat next to Sirius.
The entire class drew its breath. Although the school missed the James and Lily fights, the Sirius and Faith fights were growing evermore popular over the past couple of days. With the Lily and James fights they normally involved James asking Lily out, Lily refusing, Lily hexing James. Whereas the Faith and Sirius fights were way more violent and nobody had a clue as to what they were fighting about.
Half an hour later their potion was underway. Sirius was chopping up flubber worms and Faith was adding ingredients.
“…Eye of newt…” Faith muttered to herself while adding a few extra ingredients. “Stir that six times.”
She stepped back slightly as Sirius threw down his knife and began to stir.
The potion exploded engulfing Sirius in a cloud of smoke.
A small smile played across Faith’s lips as Sirius reemerged, coughing and spluttering with red hair that could rival Lily’s.
The entire class – including James and Remus – burst out laughing. Sirius caught a glance of his reflection in a cabinet.
“Fix it,” he growled turning to Faith.
Faith sniggered before waving her wand.
His hair was now blue.
“Blue’s more your colour anyways.”
Sirius looked murderous – again in a way that could rival Lily – and opened his mouth to say something when Professor Slughorn reentered the room.
“What’s going on in here?” he said looking between Faith and Sirius. “Right, Miss Porter, Mr. Black, Professor McGonagall’s office immediately.
Faith and Sirius were sitting in the back of the Transfiguration classroom. Professor McGonagall had returned Sirius’ hair to its original colour and both him and Faith wee waiting in the back for the first year class McGonogall was teaching to end.
The first years were transfiguring beetles into buttons and this gave Faith a sudden idea.
Accio beetles, she thought.
Eight small beetles came whizzing into her outstretched hand. She flicked one and it hit Sirius on the side of the head. He turned to face her before summoning some beetles for himself.
Three minutes later they were in a full-fledged beetle war, not noticing that the class had finished some time ago and that McGonogall was standing in front of them.
She cleared her throat and they both looked up.
“You two have successfully divided the school in two,” she looked down at then both. “Your arguing and fighting has sparked a series of bets being bade between other students.”
“James,” Sirius muttered under his breath.
“On one side there is team Black, consisting of most of the female population including your little ‘fan club’ your friends and admirers. On the other side is team Porter which has the support of every single female who Mr. Black has ever ‘dated’ and at least 60% of all of the males in the school. The Slytherins, of course hating both parties, remain neutral.”
Faith smile to herself, she was at least more popular.
“This is not a laughing matter Miss Porter! Fights breaking out all over the school, bets being made, Peeves has taken it upon himself to try and put you two together so that more fights will break out. It is-”
“So you really didn’t want to see me yesterday?” Faith asked.
“No I did not. It is getting out of hand. I see only two options: the first one is suspension, simple enough you both go home to cool your jets, the second is for you to sort out whatever issues that are making you fight.”
“Well if someone wasn’t over reacting to this whole thing,” Sirius said.
“Over reacting? OVER REACTING? You’re lucky I don’t tell everyone why I’m ‘over reacting’!”
“SILENCE!” McGonogall yelled. “I hoped it wouldn’t come to this. Follow me.”
They walked up the stairs and along the corridors until they were on the seventh floor. McGonogall paced backwards and forwards for a few seconds until a door appeared out of no-where.
“Right, you are to both go in there and talk,” she explained. “The room has been jinxed so that there will be no violence. It will not let you out until it is satisfied you have sorted out your issues. In you go.”
She herded them into the room.
“How so you know about the room of requirement?” Sirius asked.
“I have been teaching here for many years Mr. Black. I should be asking you how you know,” McGonogall said, as she was closing the door. “Oh, one more thing, your wands please.”
They handed over their wands and as the door shut, it disappeared.
It was now four hours later. How did Faith know? She had been scratching it into the wall with a hairpin.
“Urgh, I’m going to starve to death!” She yelled at the space of the wall where the door once was. “I want some food!”
“They can’t hear you,” Sirius stated.
There was a popping sound and two trays with beef and vegetables appeared.
“Can’t they?” She smirked. “I wish I had a million galleons!”
Nothing happened, Sirius just stared at her.
“Ah, it was worth a shot.”
Sitting down cross-legged, Faith grabbed the nearest tray and began to eat.
One hour later.
Sirius was banging his head on the wall and Faith was throwing her knife at the wall.
“ARGH!” Sirius yelled.
Faith smiled having thrown her knife at his head. It veered right at the last minute because of the anti-violence charm.
“Merlin, what was that for?” He cried.
“Boredom,” She shrugged as if it was completely normal to throw knives at people when you’re bored. “Paper, scissors, rock?”
“Ow,” Faith said rubbing the back of her neck.
So maybe paper, scissors, rock was a bad idea. Because after arguing about Sirius’ rock-like scissors, Faith attempted to smash his face in. The end result being both of them being thrown in opposite directions across the room.
“What is it with you?” Sirius groaned getting gingerly to his feet. “Always with the crunching of cartilage and the bruising. Why can’t you be like a normal girl?”
“So now I’m abnormal? What about you! Mr. Part-man-part-canine!” She shouted.
“Whatever, you still got fleas.”
“If that is what helps you sleep at night.”
“I do not have fleas!”
“All dogs have fleas!”
“I’m not a dog I’m an animagus and I’m only an animagus because of Remus!”
“What’s Remus got to do with it?”
“He’s a werewolf!”
There was a silence broken only by the heavy breathing.
“He was bitten when he was younger so every full moon he goes through a passageway planted underneath the Whomping Willow into the Shrieking Shack to transform. These last two years though James, Peter and I have been accompanying him as animals because if he bites us as animals we won’t be infected. James is a stag, Peter is a rat and I’m a dog. I was only trying to help you.”
“So what. Your intentions were good, but that still doesn’t give you the right to invade my privacy like that. If I wanted to tell you I would have told you.”
“And I’m sorry for that, I wasn’t thinking. I know how you feel though.”
“You know how I feel? Tell me. Has your mother beaten you? With her bare hands, books, broken bottles? Have you ever been put under the Cruciatis curse? Did your father leave you to rot in that hell knowing what was happening there?”
“No I don’t. I wasn’t beaten but I know what it’s like to have parents that don’t love you. But I ran away from home, stayed with James for a while, now I’ve got my own place thanks to an inheritance from my favorite uncle. My entire family, save for a few cousins here and there, are dark, pureblood obsessed maniacs.”
There was a pause. Then Faith started to smile.
“And this years shittiest childhood award is a draw. I’m sorry ladies and gentlemen but the recipients couldn’t come to accept because they’ve been locked in a padded cell by everyone’s favorite teacher.”
They both laughed.
“Friends?” Sirius asked.
“Oh we’ll be more than friends.” Faith said. “We’ll be chums, buddies, peas in a pod.”
The door clicked open.
“I wonder how much money James made making bets on us?” Sirius laughed to himself.
“Don’t know, but he’s gonna need it to pay for hospital fees once I’m through with him.”
They laughed as they exited the room.