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I stared at the popular group of boys who called themselves the Maurader's from where I stood behind my tree. I wasn't stalking them or anything. They had just happened to show up near to the place where I had been taking a nap under this tree and had made a lot of noise. Curious as to what they were up to, I had taken up peering around the large oak tree to spy on them and that is where you find me now.
"This isn't as much fun as we thought it was going to be," James admitted with a sigh as he ran his hand through his windswept raven hair. He pushed his glasses further up on his nose as he leant back into the grass and stared up at the clear summers sky.
"At least it's peaceful," Remus commented lightly from where he was sat up against a slightly smaller version of my tree. The wind ruffled his sandy blonde hair as he reached over and began to aimlessly rip pieces of grass from out of the ground.
The short chubby boy with light hair and dull blue eyes glanced around nervously before allowing himself to relax into the grass with a small sigh of appreciation, obviously quite content with just lying out in the sun for a while without any unwanted distractions.
I shifted on my feet a little as the crouched position that I was currently in became uncomfortable. Losing balance for a moment, I managed to reach out and grab the tree to blanance myself before quickly returning to spying on the group.
Obviously hearing something, Sirius, a broad shouldered boy with messy dark hair and similarily dark eyes, looked over towards my tree and silently inspected it from a distance. I held my breath as he walked closer towards me and tried to calmly form a plan in my head as a way to try to escape without any of them noticing.
It was impossible, I realised with a mental version of a groan.
"Hello," being so caught up in my internal plan making that I had completly forgotten to keep watch over the boy who now had his face right up infront of mine. I stared at him wide eyed for a moment before managing to regain my voice.
"You're in my face," I stated pointedly with a glare that was aimed directly at him. He grinned in response but moved his face back all the same.
"Were you spying on us, Dale?" I was more shocked by the fact that he actually knew my last name rather than the fact that he had caught me in the act and was now questioning me about it.
Quickly, I pulled myself up from off the floor and folded my arms across my chest. I felt tiny compared to him. "No," I snapped irritably, "you," I motioned at him and his friends with one hand before folding them over my chest again, "rudely woke me up with all the aimless noise you were making."
Sirius frowned suddenly and looked over at where his friends were all occupied with staring at the sky, completly oblivious to what was going on between me and their bestfriend.
"I'm sorry for waking you," he apologised quietly once he had returned his gaze back towards me.
"Its, uh-" I stammered out a reply, "okay."
He smiled at me again and held out a hand for me to shake. I didn't bother to take it as I wasn't interested in getting to know him or his friends. At noticing that I wasn't planning on taking his offered hand, he let it fall to his side before shoving his hands into his pockets.
"I'm Sirius Black," he continued as if I hadn't just rudely ignored his greeting.
"Lisa Dale," I ground out eventually, if only to be polite towards the boy infront of me.
"Well," he said looking uncomfortable, "I best get back to my friends," he then cheered up slightly as he sent me a rather smug looking smirk, "have fun spying on us."
"I was not spying," I growled at his back as he walked off.
Returning to where I had been sitting by the tree, I continued to mutter, "I wasn't spying. At least not on you, Sirius Black."
"Let's do something manly!" James suggested loudly causing me to peer around the tree at the group to find him standing up and looking down hoepfully at the rest of the group.
"Like what?" Remus asked without moving from his comfortable spot against the tree as he let his head fall back so that he could close his eyes as if blocking out the rest of the world. He look tired.
"Digging," James announced cheerfully, "Digging is manly. Dirt is manly-"
"Let me guess," Sirius joked, interupting his friend, "A shovel is manly?"
"No," James defended his plan, "using our hands to dig is manly."
"I'd prefer not to," Sirius admitted dryly as he took his place on the floor.
"I second that," Remus added in slyly, eyes still closed, "I'm happy just sitting here for a while."
"Peter's asleep," Sirius stated at realising his friend was waiting for everyone to tell him that it was a stupid idea before giving in. James pouted as he lay down beside Sirius.
"You guys aren't any fun," he complained.
"We're plenty fun," Sirius argued with a smile.
"But there's a full moon tonight, James," Remus told him as he opened his eyes to look at his friend.
"Ah," James nodded in understanding, "How could I forget the furry little problem?"
Remus chuckled lightly before closing his eyes once again and returning to that peaceful state that he was in before.
"What furry little problem?" I muttered quietly to myself and then caught myself as I hoped to merlin that they hadn't heard me.
Fortuantly for me, they hadn't.
That was until I grew bored and decided it would be best if I returned to the castle in search for my friends. I swiftly stood up and began to creep away from my tree only to trip over a rock which sent me sprawling, very ungracefully, onto the ground.
"Ow," I muttered as I sat up blinked a few times to clear my vision. During the time between me tripping and ending up flat on my ass, the group of boys had spotted me and had made there way over. I inwardly groaned at the fact that I had been caught - yet again. "Well," I mumbled to myself as the boys approached me with identical curious expressions on each of their faces, "if it wasn't for all this bad luck-" I sighed and reconsidered what I was about to tell myself, "No, i'd actually much rather have no luck at all."
"Need a hand, Dale?" Sirius smirked as he offered to help me up.
I glared at him and hauled myself off from the floor without taking the hand that he was holding out to me. Frowning at the four boys, I quickly dusted myself off before turning and storming off in the direction of the castle.
"Hey! Lisa!" Sirius yelled from somewhere not far behind me, "You forgot your book!"
I hadn't even remembered taking a book out there with me. I suppose I had seen as Sirius was walking towards me whilst waving it over his head as if it was something to be proud of. It wasn't. I wanted to hit him.
"Thanks," I murmured as I tried to snatch the book from him.
"Uh uh," he teased as he held the book high over his head and far out of my reach, "I want something in return."
I growled at him as I clenched my fists at my side.
He chuckled. "Is that supposed to scare me?"
Scowling, I jumped up and tried to grab the book from him but failed miserably and ended up jumping on his foot which suited me just fine as he made a face a pain before covering it up.
"I already told you, Dale," he grinned down at me, "I want something in return."
I glared at him but remained silent as I mentally thought of several different directions that this scene could go in depending on what I said next. Finally coming up with the perfect solution, I smirked at him and then wordlessly kicked him hard in the shin. He let out a small yelp of pain and I took this ideal moment of his weakness by quickly snatching my book from out of his hands and then proceeded to run towards the castle's entrance.
"I was only going to ask for a hug!" Sirius yelled angrilly from somewhere far away behind me as I continued to run away from him with a very smug smile etched on my face.
My mind, however, didn't register exactly what he had said until I was lying on my back on top of my comfy bed with the book at my side and a grin on my face. The smile quickly turned into a frown as I recalled what he had yelled at my retreating figure, 'I was only going to ask for a hug'. Dammit, I inwardly cursed at the fact that I may have just gained myself another person who consider's himself as my friend without even wanting to.
And that was when I realised that life had just handed me Sirius Black in a recycled ice-cream tub.
"I wonder if life would mind if I gave him back?" I muttered out loud to myself as I pondered the possibility.
"Give who back?" My friend Alice asked as she swept into the room and sat down at the end of my bed.
"Sirius Black," I replied pathetically.
Alice grinned at me but didn't bother to say anything else on the matter.
"Hey Alice?" I questioned curiously, "what is the Maurader's 'furry little problem'?"
Alice appeared to contemplate the question for a moment before answering with a shrug, "maybe they all have really hairy backs?"
"Ew," I cringed at the mental images, "do they have hairy backs?"
Shaking her head, Alice replied grinning, "Nope. I've seen all of them shirtless. Their backs are completly hair free," she then paused to think over her thoughts, "although, I think I saw a bit of a mustache on Sirius the other day when he was late waking up.."
"A mustache?" I repeated, contemplating the idea.
"Yeah. You know, a hairy thing above someones lip-"
"I know what it is," I cut her off mid-sentance, "my grandmother has one."
"Your grandmother?" she repeated, disbelievingly.
I nodded. "She said that she'd shave it off but she just hasn't got time because of how long she spends on that internet dating site that muggles use," I replied as if it was nothing unusual. Which for my family, it wasn't.
"Dating site?" Alice echoed as she thought it over for a moment, "what about your grandad?"
I shrugged. "He's on some cruise somewhere with his golf buddies," I then grinned at her, "he said that he plans to get really drunk and end up married in vegas to a goat or something strange."
"Your family is odd," she muttered before she burst out into a fit of giggles, "but whatever," she continued when she was over it, "i'm pretty sure that Sirius' morning mustache wasn't what they were refering to."
"Dammit," I was annoyed now, "what the hell could it be then?"
"They could have a rodent problem in their dorm room?" Alice suggested as she grabbed a manazine from off the floor and flipping through the first couple of pages.
I nodded in agreement. "It's a possibility."
"Alice," I nudged my sleeping friend with my foot, "Get up, Alice."
She mumbled something incoherant as she slowly opened her eyes to stare up at me. Alice blinked a few times before asking me, "Why are you standing on my bed?"
I shrugged as I jumped down to sit beside her as she leant up on her elbows. "It was easier to nudge you awake with my foot standing on your bed than it was on the floor," I then considered what I had said for a moment, "besides, I was kinda hoping that the lighting would add a kind of eerie effect so that you'd think of me as a vampire and scream so loud you wake up the whole of Gyffindor."
Alice blinked at me. "Why would you want that to happen?"
"I thought it might be interesting to watch," I shrugged, "Now, come stare at the full moon with me!"
"Why?" Alice moaned as I grabbed her hand and began to drag her out of her bed.
"Because i'm bored," I admitted as Alice fell onto the floor in a crumpled heap.
"Wonderful," she muttered sarcastically which was accompanied by lazy grin as I helped her up off the floor and then pulled her over to the window to stare out into the night.
We stared at it in silence for a moment before a loud howl caught me off gaurd and made me jump in suprise. I quickly turned around to see that Alice was sitting on the end of her bed with a magazine in hand.
"When did you-" I suddenly changed my question, "Did the moon just howl at me?"
Alice glanced up and sent me a pitying look. "I'm afraid not," she told me dryly, "I think that you're just going insane."
"No," I disagreed as I turned back round to stare out of the window once again, "something howled out there."
"Nothing howled, Lisa," Alice said as she chucked her magazine aside and climbed back into bed, "the only things that howl in the wizarding world are werewolves and even those are hard pressed to come across," she yawned then as she eased the covers up over her body and snuggled down into them, "now go to bed."
Following orders, I climbed back into bed. All the while thinking about what could have possibly howled at me. I suppose that Alice was right; it must have been a werewolf. Deciding that it was definatly a werewolf, I began to plan.
"Better get prepared, Lisa Dale," I murmured to myself as I pulled the covers up over me, "You're about to confront a werewolf."
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