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So you know what’s really boring? Possibly the most boring thing in the entire universe? Like so boring that I’d rather be in History of Magic because it’s
that bad? Detention with Snelly. And what’s really ironic is that he is making me sort dead and rotten
flobberworms. I envy his level of evilness.
Detention with other professor isn’t nearly as bad. And trust me I’d know.
I don’t get detention from Professor Lupin that often because I’m probably his favorite student after the Weasley/Potter’s, but when I do it’s apparently ‘absolutely necessary’. I disagree. I think that hexing a student so well that they were put in the hospital wing for a week should be congratulated rather than punished. But anyway, detention with Teddy isn’t that bad because well, have you
seen him? I’d sort flobberworms for that man any day.
I think my detentions with Binns are something to be proud of, considering the fact that he rarely notices anything in his surroundings, including students raising their hands. I believe the first detention I got from him was in second year because I threw my textbook at his head because I didn’t believe Al when he told me that it would go through. Another one was when I yelled at him to go fuck himself when he assigned us three rolls of parchment on the Goblin Rebellions of 1890. Who the bloody hell gives two shits about goblins?
I’m no novice to detention with Trelawney. She’s probably the professor I get in trouble from the most besides Snelly. That woman hates me with a passion because the first time we used crystal balls she pissed me off so I predicted that she would feel a horrible pain in her left leg and then I kicked her left leg. I believe I got three months detention for ‘assaulting a professor.’ Bullshit.
Hagrid only gave me detention once. It all happened because Rose got pissed at Malfoy for being a bloody annoying git so I, being the incredibly good friend that I am, assisted her in putting a baby blast ended skrewt down his pants. I then took all of the blame because Rose was afraid it was going to ruin her perfect record. Sometimes I am ashamed to call her my friend. The actual detention was tea at Hagrid’s hut. Oh. No.
All the other professors have given me detention several times for doing various things such as throwing dungbombs at Slytherins, sleeping in an inflatable muggle raft with Dom on the Black Lake, and charming all of the professors’ hair pink. I’m rather proud of that last one.
I sighed and picked up another flobberworm. It was slightly brown so I put it in the rotten and dead bucket. Bleck.
“Hey Ro.” Someone said so suddenly and so close to me that I yelped in surprise and fell off of the chair I was sitting on.
Yup, keeping it classy.
“What are you guys doing here?” I asked, my eyebrows rose as I looked up at the amused expressions of Apollo, James, and Shane.
“We thought you might be bored. And we couldn’t have you in only the company of dead worms.” Apollo said, helping me up, James grinned, and Shane flicked his wand so that all the flobberworms were magically sorted.
“Hey! You can’t do that! Snelly is going to check to see if I did it magically-“ I started complaining, despite the fact that I was grateful that my job was done.
“Exactly. Snelly is going to check to see if
you did it magically.” Shane said, cutting me off. “He’ll never know that I did it.” He grinned, looking proud of himself.
Shane is…kind of adorable.
“Well, thanks then!” I chirped, ripping my gloves off.
I noticed that James was being extremely quiet despite the huge, amused grin on his face. Interesting. “Why are you so smiley?” I asked, starting to grin myself.
James just kind of had the smile that is infectious. You know when people say that when someone with a great laugh, laughs then everybody starts laughing also? Well, that’s what happens when James smiles. You can’t help but smile along with him.
“I am apparently not ‘allowed’ to talk to you.” He said, bursting out laughing, along with Apollo and Shane.
Confusion sucks, incase you were wondering.
“Um, why?” I asked, curiously.
“According to my dear, dear girlfriend,” James said sarcastically, still laughing, “I’m not allowed to converse or have any contact whatsoever with you because you ‘assaulted her’.” Apollo and Shane laughed even harder.
Raise your hand if you think that Alex is an insane, psycho freak.
Come on, let’s see those hands.
(Psssssttttt. Albert, this is your cue!)
Git.
“So why are you talking to me if Alex told you not to?” I asked him, entertained by the situation.
“You actually expect me to listen to her?” James snorted. “No one can take my Biter away from me.” He smiled, put his arm around my shoulders, and ruffled my hair in a childish way.
DID YOU HEAR THAT!? He said no one could talk his Biter away from him! That’s me!
And he touched me!
Hells to the yes.
I mean, sure he ruffled my hair, which pretty much shows that he meant it in a way that meant I was like his sister.
BUT STILL.
He touched me!
“Why did you dump flobberworms on her head, by the way?” Apollo questioned, after taking James’ arm off of me. He is such a bloody prude.
“She was being a right bitch.” I answered, rolling my eyes. “Sorry.” I added, glancing at James. After all, she was his girlfriend.
Sigh.
“Couldn’t agree with you more.” He smirked.
I gaped at him. “Then why are you dating her!?” I said exasperated. He shrugged.
HE SHRUGGED?
This boy is mental.
So why do I still love him, you ask?
Search me.
“So you honestly have no reason for dating such a horrible cow?” I said, trying to refrain from screaming at him.
“I guess she’s pretty hot.” James responded, indifferently. Apollo and Shane looked as if they thought that this was a perfectly acceptable answer.
Typical.
These. Boys. Are. So. Bloody. FRUSTRATING.
If I didn’t hate Alex with every fiber of my being, I might possibly feel a little bit bad for her…Nope not even then.
“You, sir, are a git.” I said, and marched out of the classroom, my head held high, that is until I tripped over the leg of a desk and feel flat on my face.
Like I said, keeping it classy.
“What are you doing?” Elle’s voice said, coming from behind me. I jumped in surprise, nearly hitting my head on a bookshelf.
“What does it look like I’m doing?” I muttered, not taking my eyes off of what I was previously doing, which was spying on Athena. She was with a boy.
A bloke! An actual
guy.
My sister was actually conversing with the opposite sex. And dare I say, she was…
flirting?
“It looks like you’re a mental, nutcase sitting on the filthy library floor, peering to the other side of the bookshelf.” Elle smirked.
Well,
somebody was a little rude.
“I am not a nutcase. I happen to by spying on my little sister! And will you keep your bleeding voice down, please!” I whispered harshly.
Elle got down on her hands and knees next to me, and separated two books and looked through. “
That’s your sister?” Elle asked incredulously.
“Why so surprised?” I mumbled, craning my neck slightly to get a better view. Blasted backpack getting in my way.
“Well, she’s
studying, for one.” Elle pointed out.
“Athena’s a Claw. What’d you expect? Her to actually be doing something fun?” I whispered, trying to refrain from laughter.
Hehe, Athena doing something
fun. Oh I crack myself up.
“She looks like she’s having plenty of fun to me.” Elle said quietly, raising her eyebrow.
Oh.
My.
Merlin.
Athena Minerva Price was playing FOOTSIE!
“Holy bloody fuck.” I gasped. “Sorry.” I added, glancing at Elle. I mean, she was only a firstie. She shouldn’t be hearing words like that yet.
“It’s nothing I haven’t heard before.” Elle said, rolling her eyes.
I turned my attention back to my sister and studied her mystery lover guy. He
looked normal. He was actually, to be honest, kind of hot.
He had short, dark brown hair that was spiked up in the front with caramel colored eyes. I could tell that he was a Ravenclaw because of his tie, and a fifth year, maybe? He was wearing a prefect’s badge, and I knew he wasn’t a sixth year or seventh year.
I should become a professional spy.
I’m serious.
I think it’s my calling.
“Hey Biter!” James’ voice greeted cheerfully. I glanced up and James was walking towards me, Apollo following behind him.
Shane poked his head around the corner. “Pricey’s here? In the
library?” He said, shocked.
No need to sound so surprised.
I study
occasionally.
“Ro? What are you doing on the floor?” Apollo asked, rather loudly, bending down to see what I was looking at.
Honest to Merlin, these people are idiots. Can’t they see I’m trying to spy!?
“Will you shut the bloody fuck up!?” I whispered angrily, pushing Apollo out of the way. “Athena’s with a boy!”
“WHAT?!” Shane, Apollo, and James exclaimed in unison. Shane and James dove down on the floor next to Apollo and they all peeked through to the other side of the shelf.
Athena remained completely oblivious to the five people watching her shamelessly. The boy’s hand was slowly inching toward her own.
“He’s going to her hand!” Shane whispered excitedly. No shit, Sherlock.
“Yeah, no shit, Sherlock.” Elle mumbled, rolling her eyes.
This child can read minds, Albert! She also has a rather dirty mouth for an eleven year old.
Shane, James, and Apollo’s heads popped up and looked over my head at the innocent looking first year watching my sister with interest.
“Who’s that?” James asked, nodding in Elle’s direction.
“She’s my friend.” I responded simply, not taking my eyes off of Athena.
“Hey, I’m James Potter.” He introduced himself, giving his signature smirk, reaching over Apollo’s back and my back to shake her hand. She just stared at it.
“You’re supposed to shake it.” James said awkwardly, still holding out his hand.
He is such a gentleman.
Swoon.
“You’re a teenage boy. I have
no clue where that thing has been.” Elle said, raising an eyebrow.
Well, damn.
Shane, Apollo, and I choked back our laughter. “Eh, understandable.” James said, shrugging and retracted his hand.
“I’m Shane.” Shane introduced himself. “And this insane, overprotective bloke is Apollo.” He said, patting Apollo’s back. My brother took no notice though. He was too busy scowling at Athena’s lover boy’s hand.
“I have a feeling that their whole family is insane.” Elle giggled.
How rude.
My
whole family wasn’t insane.
I mean, sure, Apollo might be a
tad overprotective. And sure, I might be
slightly different. And sure, Athena might be just a
little too obsessed with school. And sure, Donny might be just a
smidge…no, never mind, Donny is definitely insane.
The kid counts road kill. He also likes Celestina Warbeck. I mean, come on.
I shot a glare in her direction before turning back to Athena. Oh shit monkeys.
HE. WAS. LEANING. IN.
“Bloody fuck.” I gasped, as he kissed her lightly on the mouth. Apollo’s fists were clenched so tight that his knuckles were white.
Athena smiled against his lips, and began to kiss him back gently. Apollo made a move to stand, muttering, “He’ll wish he’d never been born,” and something about castration, but I grabbed his arm.
“Apollo, don’t. They’re barely even kissing!” I said, turning back to Athena.
Dear Merlin.
She really wasn’t doing much for her cause by full out snogging him and practically straddling him on his chair.
After Apollo saw
that he actually did stand, and started making his way, angrily, to other side of the bookshelf. I grabbed his leg, but he kept walking, dragging me behind him.
The bastard was determined.
“Apollo Price, I swear to Merlin, if you ruin this for her, I’ll tell Mum who
actually spilled firewhiskey all over her favorite dress robes.” I threatened.
He stopped.
Yeah, that’s right. BE AFRAID.
“Ro, that was you.” He pointed out, reasonably. Elle giggled.
Oh damn, it was, wasn’t it?
“Really? Are you sure?” I questioned, trying to get him to pause longer. He kept walking.
Dang.
“I’ll tell Dad that you were the one that you were the one that snapped his wand three years ago!”
“That was you too, Ro.” And he kept trudging on.
Bugger.
I turned back to James, Shane, and Elle who were all wearing amused expressions. “Help meeeeeeeeeee!” I whined. Elle just laughed, shook her head, and walked out of the library.
Well, she was a load of help. I need to rethink my choice of First Year friends.
Apollo stopped again, looked down at me, looked back at James and Shane, and raised an eyebrow. Before I even knew what was happening, I felt a pair of strong arms grab me from the back, around my waist, and pull me up.
“No! Apollo don’t! Get off, Shane!” I exclaimed, and struggled to get out of his grip. It’s not as easy as it sounds, Albert. The bloke has the quidditch muscles on his side.
Apollo had almost rounded the corner of the long aisle. Athena didn’t deserve to have her moment ruined so I did the only thing I could think of. I swung my leg back and kicked Shane right in between his legs. He doubled over in pain as I ran as fast as I could down the aisle, around the corner, and jumped on Apollo’s back right as he was about to reach Athena.
“ARRRGGGHH!” Apollo yelled, his voice slightly muffled, considering the fact that my hand was taking up the majority of his face, but it was still loud enough that Athena looked up from snogging the snot out of her little boyfriend.
Her face turned a rather interesting shade of red and her eyes widened as she took in the scene before her. That scene, you may ask, consisted of her older sister (me, incase you are a git and you forgot) on her elder brother’s back, legs tightly wrapped around his waist, one arm grabbing him around the neck, and the other pounding on his head repeatedly. The brother was trying to get her off of him while at the same time attempting to move forward to do some murder.
It was quite an intriguing sight if you were a completely objective third party observer with absolutely no personal interest in the matter. If you were Athena, then, well, I guess it wasn’t as much intriguing as it was humiliating and confusing.
“Mep.” Was Athena’s oh-so-eloquent response to her interruption, which for the record, was
not my fault. I was trying to stop there from being Athena’s Lover Boy blood and guts all over the books that Rosie is so obsessed with.
Then Athena fell off the chair she was practically sharing with her
boyfriend, I guess? She is so graceful, my sister.
“W-what are you d-doing here?” She stuttered. Her eyes were fearful as they looked back and forth between her boy toy (hehe, boy toy) and Apollo, who was glowering in his direction.
Oh yeah, James was now holding back Apollo. After he laughed his arse off at Shane for good measure, he decided to be a good bloke and help me control my mental excuse for a brother. I was now standing off to the side grinning like a creeper at Athena’s snog mate.
Being a creeper is on of my many talents.
I picked up a few tips from Freddy and Louis.
Athena’s lip locking partner had stood up by now and had his wand out in front of him, pointed defensively at Apollo. He looked like he was about to shit his pants. Merlin, Claws are such pansy arses.
“Athena! Why didn’t you tell us you had a boyfriend?” I asked excitedly, clapping and jumping up and down wildly. Yes, Albert, I am aware that I am possibly scaring this boy for life. I just can’t contain myself.
“Because I knew you’d both act like this!” Athena cried. I stared at her with a puzzled look on my face. Apollo just continued glaring. “I knew Apollo would freak out and try to put him in a coma and I knew that you would act as if it was some sort of a miracle that I could even get a boy to
look at me, let alone kiss me.” Athena’s eyes were starting to leak out tears.
Wow, way to make me feel like poo.
I honestly didn’t think that Athena could never get a guy. I mean, she is a beautiful girl. It’s just that I never thought that Athena
wanted a boyfriend.
“Athena, I-“ I began, but she cut me off.
“Save it, Aphrodite.” Athena snapped. “Come on, Trent.” She said, wiping the fresh tears from her face, pulling his arm, and brushing past Apollo, James, Shane, who had managed to crawl over to us (honestly I didn’t kick him
that hard), and me.
“Do you always have to flip out like that!?” I whined at Apollo after Athena had left the library.
“He had his hands all over her! What did you want me to do?” Apollo said, defensively.
Is it just me or is my brother a git? You think he is too, Albert?
Good.
“I don’t know, let me think.” I said sardonically, throwing my arms up, exasperated. “Maybe you could
not have acted like a complete and utter prat, and just have stopped watching and listened to me!”
He stared at me blankly. Moron.
“But he had his hands all over her!” Apollo repeated.
Insert forehead slap.
“I realize that, dipshit.” I said slowly, speaking to him as if he was a three year old. James smirked and Shane chuckled quietly. Apollo frowned. “She’s fourteen, almost fifteen, did you really think that she’d never get a boyfriend?”
“No, this is
Athena we are talking about. She barely even acknowledges that
James is a bloke.” Apollo said reasonably.
I did have to agree with him there. How could you not acknowledge James Potter as nothing short of a god?
Blasphemy, I say, blasphemy!
“She is still a teenage girl. And though we might not show it like you blokes, shagging everything in sight, we have hormones too.”
James and Shane looked semi uncomfortable at my talk of girl hormones, but Apollo was looking at me with such confusion that you would have thought that I announced that my toes turned into plastic and I was getting hitched with the giant squid.
“But you’re my baby sisters.” He said, as if that meant that we were going to live as prudes our entire life and never get laid.
I almost felt kind of bad for how naïve he was. Yes, I am still a virgin, but that doesn’t mean that I’m not experienced in the snog department.
I think Apollo thought that my first kiss was when I snogged that Slytherin bloke. And then I think that he believes that Riley was taking advantage of me that day in Three Broomsticks.
Poor bloke.
“You are seriously starting to worry me, Apollo. Just because we are your little sisters that doesn’t mean that we are never going to have sex.”
“It doesn’t?” He choked.
Insert second forehead slap.
Shane rolled his eyes, and James patted his shoulder sympathetically. “You can be really dumb, you know?” I told him, and unable to take any more of his stupidity, I strut past Apollo, who looked as if someone had just whacked his head repeatedly, and his friends, out of the library.
Should I feel bad?
I mean, I was just being honest.
He’ll get over it.
Right? RIGHT!?
Merlin, Albert, you are
no help whatsoever.
A/N: Oh hi. So it is currently well past midnight and I am still up just to finish this for you guys so you can’t kill me for the wait. HA!
Okay first off, tiny weenie bit of James/Aphrodite?! Raise your hand if you were excited! No? Gah, you guys are party poopers. And how ‘bout Athena getting it on with an older Ravenclaw man?! *Wink, wink* How do you guys feel about that? And also raise your hands if you think that Apollo is slightly an idiot. Or do find it endearing that he is so naïve about Aphrodite?
Also, if you are amazing enough to leave a review, what is your favorite quote/line? I would LOVE to know!
UNTIL NEXT TIME MY BEAUTIFUL READERS!! :)
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