Chapter 3 : Lucky Number Three
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I glanced quickly over my shoulder to make sure nobody was following me. My footsteps echoed loudly in the dark, deserted hallway. I rounded the corner, he was already there waiting for me. He stuffed some parchment in the pocket of his jacket as I neared him.
“You’re late,” he commented without even looking up.
“I had to wait for Cinderella to fall asleep.” I answered.
“Do you think we should be doing this?” he asked somewhat nervously after a few minutes of silence.
“Yes.” I replied confidently. “This is the right thing to do.”
He opened his mouth to say something but before he could we heard footsteps getting closer. From the light coming from Remus’s wand I could see the faces of two boys walking toward us. They stopped right in front of me. One of them raised their eyebrows at me. They said nothing but I knew what they wanted. I sighed before reaching into my pocket to pull out a few coins. I pushed them into the boys’ hands. They turned on their heels and walked back the way they had come without glancing back.
Remus shook his head in disbelief. “I still can’t believe that you paid them to ask Cinderella out.”
“It had to be done.” I replied with a shrug. This was for Cinderella; she would thank me for it one day. “Did you talk to Sirius yet?”
He nodded his head making a piece of his sandy hair fall into his blue eyes. “He knows the rules.”
“Does he suspect anything?” I asked. Sirius wasn’t stupid. If we weren’t careful he would figure out what was going on. I wasn’t worried about Cinderella finding out. She could be smart when she wanted to be but she is one of the most oblivious people I have ever met.
“No, he just thinks it’s another dare. Why are we doing this again?” he asked leaning up against the stone wall.
I signed. How many times did I have to explain it to him? “Sirius and Cinderella both hate love. They both think it’s impossible for them to fall in love. We’re going to prove them wrong by making them fall in love.”
“What if they don’t fall in love?”
“They will, even if they don’t stay together. Those two are going to be stuck with each other for at least four months. That’s more than enough time for them to realize that love exists even for them. I just want them to be happy.” I looked up at him with pleading eyes. “I can’t do this without you. I need your help.”
Remus sighed in defeat. “I already said I would help you.” He mumbled reluctantly.
I smiled and gave him a quick hug. “Thanks Remus, you’re the best.”
He chuckled. “And don’t you forget it.” he teased.
I waved at him as I walked away. My eyes burned from exhaustion. I really needed to sleep. All I had to do was sneak back into my dorm without waking anybody up, Especially Marissa. She wakes up at the littlest noises. It can be very annoying when you’re trying to sneak around.
Slowly I pushed open the door to the seventh year girls Hufflepuff dorm. Thankfully the door didn’t creak. I tiptoed past Emma and Carrie’s beds as quietly as possible. My foot landed on something hard and pointy. I put my hand over my mouth to keep myself from screaming. My eyes watered from the pain in my foot. I sat on the edge of my bed and rubbed my throbbing foot. My eyes wandered around the dark room to make sure that nobody had woken up. I saw no movement, heard no sounds except for Emma’s loud snores echoing off the walls. I sighed in relief before collapsing back into my soft bed. Sleep overcame my tired mind before my head even hit the pillow.
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I laid my head down on the wooden table I was sitting at in the defense against the dark arts classroom. “I’m tired,” I complained to Stephanie who was sitting next to me. “It’s way too early for any sane person to be awake and sitting in a classroom.”
Even though I couldn’t see her I knew that Stephanie was rolling her eyes. “It’s a good thing you’re not sane then.”
“Oh shut up,” I grumbled. It’s not nice to pick on the slightly insane one. I’m not even that insane. I consider myself quite normal compared to some of the idiots around here. I could be much more insaner.
Stephanie had made me wake up even earlier than I usually do just so she could make me look all girly. I now know why I never did any of that stuff before, it’s too much work to look good and it’s definitely not worth it.
I heard the whole room grow quiet. The new professor must have just walked in. our last Professor recently quit after only two months. I don’t blame him, who wants to be trapped in school for longer than they have to. They had a really hard time finding a replacement. I swear the Defense position is cursed. Every time we got a new professor every one always stared at them as though they’re the most interesting thing in the world. I don’t understand why everybody is always so fascinated by the new professors. They’re just new people to torture us with homework. Reluctantly I lifted my head to look at the new professor. Her back was to the class. She had shoulder length dark brown hair that lay perfectly straight and she was tall, really tall. Her very dangerous looking high heels just made her seem taller. She turned around and I swear every guy in the room’s heart stopped. She was every guy’s dream girl, young, and absolutely gorgeous. I rolled my eyes. She definitely spent a lot of time in the morning getting ready. She was wearing way too much makeup that made her look really fake. Her fancy black dress, so unlike anything I had ever seen any professor wear, was barely long enough to be considered a dress. She smiled at us in a sickeningly sweet way.
“Good morning class. I hope you had a wonderful summer. My name is Professor Nice,” I snorted loudly at her ridiculous name, it was almost as ridiculous as mine and I had a feeling that she was the total opposite of her name. She pretended she hadn’t heard me but I knew she had, how could she have not heard. “And I look forward to getting to know all of you.” her too sweet smile disgusted me and brought back some painful memories that I would rather forget. I could already tell that we wouldn’t get along. She clapped her hands together in a business like way. “I will be assigning seats so that I can learn your names.”
Her smile never slipped from her face as she reached beside her to grab a piece of parchment off of her desk. She slowly went down the rows reading names off the list that she held in her perfectly manicured hands.
“Anderson Adams and Emma Taylor.” Professor Perfect pointed to a desk at the very front. Andy grimaced at the use of his full name. I smirked at him; he stuck his tongue out at me. “Gabrielle Gordon and Remus Lupin.” Gaby miserably made her way over to sit beside Remus. She had to sit next to one of Sirius Black’s best friends. I feel kind of sorry for her but it’s her fault for dating that jerk in the first place. “Sirius Black and Cinderella Kamier.” She said my name in disbelief, as though she couldn’t believe that my name was actually Cinderella. “That’s a very interesting name Cinderella. I like it a lot. It’s beautiful.”
I raised my eyebrows at her and decided that she wouldn’t fall for my innocent act. “Cinderella is a stupid fairytale name. I hate it,” I spat. Her eyes widened slightly in surprise. I bit my tongue to keep myself from saying all the spiteful words that threatened to explode from my mouth.
I spun on my heal before she could say a word and sat down in my seat. Irritation ran through me for no reason. I was just annoyed with the world today for absolutely no reason at all. I once again laid my head down on the table. It was way too early to be dealing with Professor Perfect; her high pitched voice was giving me a major headache.
I heard her annoyingly high voice continue calling names as though nothing had happened. I blocked most of her words out but some still reached me making my head throb.
“Professor Nice is giving you the death glare.” Sirius whispered in my ear. I could hear amusement in his every word.
I tilted my head to the side so I could look at him. “I’m too tired to return the favor.”
He chuckled. “You’re one strange girl, do you know that.” He shook his head at me. Something I couldn’t identify flashed in his gray eyes.
I could feel a smirk forming on my lips. A strand of auburn hair fell into my eyes. “I take that as a compliment.” I whispered proudly. I like my strangeness very much.
“It was meant as one.” He smiled kindly at me.
An uneasy feeling filled my body. I stared deep into his eyes. It was in there that I saw it; he was going to ask me out. It was written in his eyes. I didn’t know if that was good thing or a bad thing. He just broke Gaby’s heart but I could get rid of him easily.
“Will you go to Hogsmeade with me?”
He was the third one to ask so I had no choice, I would explain everything to Gaby later. I hoped she wouldn’t be too mad at me. Having no other options, I said the only word I could, “yes.”
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“How could you do this to me?” Gaby screamed at me. “You were the one that told me he wasn’t worth it; you were the one that told me it wouldn’t last! Then you go and date him! Were you jealous, it that why? Did you just say those things to make me feel better? Did you mean any of it?” the pitch of her voice slowly rose as she got more and more upset. My heart ached; I never wanted to hurt her. I blame Stephanie for making me do this. “I don’t understand. I thought you were my friend.” I opened my mouth to protest but she ignored me. “Friends don’t date their friends’ ex-boyfriends, at least not without their permission. It’s just not right. I mean-”
I slapped my hand over her mouth to stop her angry ranting. I didn’t want to hear any more without explaining everything to her. “Do you honestly think I would date him voluntarily? I’m trying to prove to Stephanie that love doesn’t exist. Stephanie is trying to prove to me that love does exist. We made a deal. I date the third person to ask me out for four months. If I don’t fall in love I win. If I do Stephanie wins.”
Gaby mumbled something against my hand. She looked more relaxed. The burning fire that had been blazing in her eyes just moments before had faded. I quickly pulled my hand away so I could hear what she had to say.
“He was the third one to ask you out.” She stated. A look of realization fell over her face.
“Do I ever date?” I asked her. “Do I ever show any interest in dating?”
“Of course.” I smiled. She understood just like I knew she would. It hurt me to see her hurt by me.
She pulled me forward in to a bone-crushing hug. Her big happy grin that was so like Gaby spread across her pink lips. “So,” she began and I knew I was about to be forced to listen to her giving me advice on dating. “Have you decided what you’re going to wear this weekend? It has to be cute, not your usual plain jeans and t-shirt. It had to be bold, it has to stand out. What about your hair? Up or down? Or maybe half up? We’ll ask Steph, she’s the hair person. We’ll ask Marissa for makeup. She’s a makeup genius. She could make even you look good. Not that you don’t already look great but it’s amazing what a little makeup can do.”
“So I’ve noticed.” I muttered under my breath but Gaby didn’t seem to hear me. My eyes watched her excited face happily. I was just glad that she wasn’t mad at me. It’ll be a miracle if Sirius doesn’t break up with me before the Hogsmeade trip. This was going to be the easiest thing I’ve ever done. I would prove to Stephanie that love doesn’t exist.
AUTHORS NOTE: i'm so sorry i haven't updated in so long. i've had half of this chapter written for months but no time to finish it. now that it's summer i might have some more time to write but i'm doing summer school and marching band so i'm still going to be busy.
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