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The next day, Sirius seemed to be pleased with himself. He sat at the Gryffindor table in the large Great Hall with his three friends who looked on at him feeling rather scared. Remus turned to Sirius, whose eyes were glowing bright in anticipation and delight of his own pure genius
“What are you going to do, Padfoot?” he asked, exercising caution as he didn’t want to be included in his scheme.
You’ll see when I do it, Moony.” Sirius replied, the same look emblazoned smugly across his handsome face. The other three looked at each other and exchanged nervous looks as Sirius thought through his simple plan. Then they all turned to the entrance as they heard three familiar voices coming from the door.
Four girls were walking over to them. One, a red head who was contributing to most of the conversation, another was a girl with dark hair in a pixie cut who was doing most of the talking, a girl with a sour face who wasn’t talking at all, and then there was the mark. Sirius eyed Marion as she entered with Lily, Alice and Mary. He smirked knowingly as she sat with her friends opposite them. She grinned at him, remembering what he had said the day before. While she occupied talking to her friends, Sirius slipped something out from the pocket inside his robes and showed it to the three next to him. It was a small vial containing a bubble-gum pink liquid. James couldn’t help but grin at his friend, impressed. Peter patted his back and Remus looked absolutely horrified.
“What is it, Padfoot?” asked James as he gawped at the tiny bottle in Sirius’ hand.
“I thought you’d never ask.” He whispered. “It’s a hair tint potion. You need to have the antidote for it to come out, so it should stick for the day at least because we don’t have Potions today.” He explained, revelling in his genius. James and Peter were impressed but Remus was shocked.
“There are two things you should take into a count before you go through with this genuinely stupid plan.” He said, Sirius raised his eyebrows.
“And what’s that, Moony?” he quizzed with sarcasm.
“One, that she will be able to get the antidote from Slughorn without any questions asked, and second, you do this and she’s gonna make your life a living hell. She hasn’t even told anyone because if she had everyone here would be taking the piss out of you right now. Do you really need to go through all of this just to prove you don’t fancy her?”
Sirius eyed him once, almost convinced by what he was saying. Then he remembered that this was Preston he was talking about and he did have to do this or he would be the laughing stock of the school. His face broke out into that handsome smirk again.
“Yep.” He answered. Remus sighed, wondering why he even tried. But there was nothing he could do about it now. While Marion was facing the other way, Sirius subtly stretched over the tabled and popped the cork out of the vial and poured the liquid into the cup, which turned pink momentarily, then returned to the same pumpkin orange. After slipping the empty glass bottle into his robed again, he looked up at who was approaching Marion. It was David Berkeley, who strode over, running his fingers through his dark blond hair flirtatiously before sitting with the girls.
Perfect though Sirius, knowing she would feel so humiliated if he was there when it happened. Marion reached for her goblet and held it in her hand, swilling the liquid inside but not drinking anything. Sirius’ face fell as she put it back down onto the table as talking to David seemed to become priority. He was just about to take the cup and think of something else when David raise the goblet to his own lips and gulped down the entire contents. All the marauders, even Remus, couldn’t hold back their laughter as David walked away, his blond locks turning bright pink as he did so. Marion gaped and then looked at the cackling marauders, her bright eyes turning hard and cold. She glared at Sirius and he spoke through his fits.
“S-sorry, it was m-meant for you.” Was all he could get out before he burst back into raging laughter. Remus had stopped laughing at the sight of Marion’s face, as did James and Peter when they saw it. Marion got up and slapped Sirius clean across the face, causing his laughter to halt and for him to look at her with eyes of rage.
“You dick! What the hell did I do to you?!” she screamed at the top of her voice, causing neighbouring people to turn their attention to her. Sirius rubbed in aching face and stood up to her.
“Keep your knickers on, Preston at least it wasn’t you that got pinked!” he shouted. Marion glared him up and down and then left in a huff, Lily following close behind after giving James a nasty look.
Later that day at quidditch practice, Lily watched with Alice and Mary from the stands as Marion and the team were practicing their moves. Marion was by far the best of the bunch. James threw her the quaffle and she caught it first time, did a swerve around two other chasers, dipped, rose and shot the odd ball straight through the hoop. The keeper, Michael Paulson was no competition for her.
In the next play, Marion, Sirius and Daniel Craig were attacking the backup chasers for possession of the quaffle. Marion knocked it out of the chasers hand with ease and continued on to the goal posts, Sirius and Daniel forming a V behind her. Soon, the other chasers were back on her tail. She swerved expertly and without error, but never passed the quaffle.
“Preston, pass!” he bellowed to her, she took no notice and continued on her own.
“Preston!” he cried again. Marion hairpin swerved and completely passed him, heading in the position of the goal posts. Sirius trailed her, furious. Flying after her with all his speed, he called out again.
“Preston pass me the fucking ball!!!” he called.
“No, I can do this!” she called back. At this point, Sirius had caught up to her and lunged for her. He knocked the quaffle clean out of her grip. They both dived for it but had to stop about 8 feet off the floor as the quaffle was already down. By this time, the other players had come on their way down too.
“What the HELL, Black?!” she cried, gripping her broom so hard that her knuckles were white.
“Would it kill you to pass once in a while, bitch!” Sirius shouted, dismounting and angrily throwing down his broom. Marion did the same and squared up to him.
“I suppose I don’t trust people who try to turn my hair pink for no friggin’ reason to get a goal!” she threw back.
“Oh, that’s what you want to talk about?! For Gods’ sake, Preston! You may be first string chaser but sometimes you are so stupid!” Sirius yelled. James landed at this point and stood in front of his friend.
“Sirius, calm down, it’s just practice.” He said softly.
“Yeah, calm down moron.” Marion snapped. James turned around.
“Look, Marion, I’m sorry about the hair tint, but you were hogging.” James said.
“Yeah, you see? I’m not the only one who thinks you play like a one eyed hag with a broom and an enormous ego.” Sirius barked. Marion pushed James away and stepped closer to him.
“Alright sniffer boy, bring it!” she growled. Sirius stepped closer and looked angrily down at Marion, his brown eyes interlocked with her bright turquoise ones. James stepped in again.
“Guys, will you stop it! It’s just a prank and a bad practice. You’ve both had those before.” He spoke quietly. Marion sniffed and walked off. Sirius did the same in the other direction. James was left in the middle, staring at the floor in disappointment.
That night, when Marion had changed and eaten, she arrived at the common room after having a bath and strolled right passed the marauders, who were slouching on the red sofas. She held her head high and made to walk passed them without saying a word, but Sirius saw her approaching.
“Well if it isn’t the quaffle-hogging one-eyed hag with the massive ego.” He said, putting down his copy of the Daily Prophet and walking over to her.
“Well if it isn’t the neck-sniffing, hair-dying, second string moron.” She threw back. Remus sighed and left the room as Lily entered.
“What’s going on?” she asked.
“Sirius and Marion are having yet another blow out.” Replied James.
“Really? Yeah, I can see that.” Lily aid bitterly, lacing her words with sarcasm. “What did you do this time, Black?”
“What makes you think it was my fault?” Sirius snapped.
“Don’t start on her!” Marion warned, jabbing a finger into his chest repeatedly with her words, “It’s always your fault.”
“Who do you think you are, Preston?” Sirius snarled, pushing her finger away. She went to reply but Lily cut in.
“Don’t waste your breath, Rio. C’mon, let’s go.” She said, leading her brunette friend out. Sirius made an obscene gesture as they left before heading off to his own dorm. James looked at Peter.
“We have to fix this before someone gets hurt.” He stated. Peter said nothing, but nodded in complete agreement.
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