Chapter 13 : Voices
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But after a while, we got bored with torturing the happy couple. We were trying to brainstorm things to do when Lily surprised us with a great idea.
"How about we take a trip to my muggle neighborhood?" she said excitedly. "We can teach these Quidditch stars how to ice skate!"
I laughed out loud. Lo and I had been over Lily's house before. We usually alternated between years, spending one vacation at Lily's house and the other at Lo's. Whenever we were staying at Lily's, we'd go to her neighborhood pond to ice skate. It was kind of like a tradition. "That's a great idea, Lils. Let's see these all-star athletes fall flat on their faces!"
Lo giggled. "That sounds fun."
So it was decided that we would take the Knight bus to the outskirts of Lily's neighborhood, and then walk the rest of the way.
Mrs. Potter was fretting about Sirius leaving the house, but he just threw an arm around her and said, "I feel fine. Better than fine, actually. Look, the scratches are gone and everything."
"Are you sure?" Mrs. Potter asked uncertainly. "I've heard ice skating can be dangerous..."
"Only if they aren't paying attention," said Lily.
"Well, I'm making it your job to be sure these boys don't get out of hand," Mrs. Potter said, pointing to Lily and I.
"Don't worry, I'll catch him when wittle Sirius falls," I laughed, imitating a baby voice.
"I am not going to fall, McKinnon," thundered Sirius, but he was smirking. Overconfident bastard.
"Oh, we're back to using surnames, are we?" I joked. "Fine, Black. But if you fall, I want a full written apology."
"And if I don't fall? What do I get?" Sirius challenged.
"A slap upside the head to make you fall."
He scowled and went to bother James. When I turned back to Mrs. Potter, I realized she was staring at me with a strange smile on her face.
"I knew I was right about you," she said cheerfully.
"What do you mean?" I asked blankly.
"Nothing, dear. But if you can't handle that boy, no one can."
I sat on a bench at the edge of the frozen pond, lacing up my skates. Lily, Lo, James, Remus and Peter were already on the ice. Well, Lily and Lo were the only ones actually on the ice. The boys were kind of squatting at the edge, trying to get their balance.
James had no problem with Lily doing up his skates, but Sirius was too proud to let me help him. I was watching him from the corner of my eye, trying not to laugh. His hand was currently knotted in the laces, and the blade was getting dangerously close to his face.
"You're holding it upside down, moron," I told him.
"I know that," Sirius growled. "I'm trying to get this stupid knot out of these blasted laces."
"Use the knife I gave you," I said cheerfully, standing up.
"I didn't bring it with me," he admitted.
"That's bollocks for you, then. Have fun with that knot." I walked over to the edge of the ice and stepped on, laughing when Peter fell over.
"Er, Letta? Letta, wait!"
I smirked when I heard Sirius call after me. Carefully balanced on my skates, I walked back over to him. "Yes?"
"I, uh...need your help," he mumbled.
"You need my what?" I said obnoxiously. I loved doing this to him, the proud little bugger.
"You heard me," he said, irritated. "I need your help, Letta."
"Okay, okay," I laughed. I bent down in front of him and quickly untied the knot that was tying the two skates together. Then I laced them up with ease, much to Sirus's frustration. "There you go, champ." I grinned cheekily.
"So, uh, how do you..." he gestured towards the pond, where Lo was twirling around and laughing.
"You just...move," I said. "Take a step and glide. Then do the same with your other foot." He looked at me blankly. I just sighed. "C'mon, I'll show you."
He followed me onto the ice; Lily and James were just passing by, with her holding onto James's hands to keep him steady.
I held out my hands to Sirius, who stared at them stupidly. "I'm not thrilled about it either," I told him, dropping my hands. "But hey, if you want to fall on your arse, I won't stop you. If only I brought a camera."
Sirius grinned and took my hands in his. They were warm, which was good since I forgot to bring gloves.
"Now remember what I told you," I said. "Step and glide."
"Step and glide," he repeated, moving his feet forward. I skated backwards with him moving towards me. "Step and glide, step and glide, step and – AHH!" His feet flew back behind him, and although he was still holding onto me, his face flew towards the ice. I yanked on his hands, trying to pull him upright, but this caused me to fall backwards. I landed on my butt with an oof! but I didn't have time to catch my breath before Sirius collapsed on top of me, knocking me on my back.
"Sorry, Letta," he groaned, using his arm to brace himself over me. "I stepped when I should have glided."
"It's okay. I should have told you not to go too fast. Although, it was a little funny." I laughed, looking up at him. My pink hair was fanned out behind me, so my head was starting to get cold. I waited for Sirius to move, but he didn't. He just stayed there, staring at me like I was the most interesting thing in the world.
"Er, Sirius?" I said, my breath hitching a little when I said his name.
"Sorry," he said, shaking his head. "You just look...weird."
I scowled at him. "Yeah? Well you look like a git on ice who can't keep his balance long enough to pull his head out of his – "
"Letta, Letta," Sirius chuckled, "relax. I didn't mean it in a bad way. I just meant that you've been smiling a lot more. It's...nice." He laughed again. "It's a little weird; every time you smile at me I feel like you're secretly plotting to cut me open with an ice skate. But it's nice." He rolled off of me quickly and sat there, waiting for me to get up.
"Are you coming?" I said, raising an eyebrow when I caught my balance.
"Er...I can't get up on these bloody skates," Sirius mumbled.
I pulled him to his feet and skated to the edge of the pond, sitting down on the bench when he wandered off to talk to Remus. I was smiling more? What the hell did that mean? I was just hanging out with Black. What was there to smile about?
You know why you're smiling. "Oh, damn," I whispered to myself. "The voice is back."
"What voice?" Peter, who was sitting beside me, asked nervously.
"Uh, nevermind." He looked at me as if I were crazy, which I probably was, and scooted farther down the bench. Bugger.
Sirius makes you smile. He makes you laugh, even though he can get a bit annoying sometimes. "Aha! You admit it! He is annoying!" I exclaimed triumphantly.
"L-Letta?" Peter stammered. "Are you okay?"
"Shh, not now, Pete. I'm in the middle of something." Yes, he is annoying. But that's part of his charm. "Charm? What charm?" The charm that makes your breath stop in your lungs when you say his name. "Shut your mouth! You don't know what you're talking about."
"I-I'm sorry!" squeaked Peter. "I didn't m-mean to!"
You like him. But you're scared, aren't you? You're terrified of disappointing another person in your life. Like your mother. "Stop it!" I growled. "Just stop it!"
"Letta?" It was a different voice now, instead of Peter's squeaks of fright. "Are you alright?" Remus plopped down next to me, looking at me in concern.
"What?" I looked round. Peter was hiding behind Sirius, peeking over his shoulder at me. "Oh. Yeah, I'm fine. Sorry, Pete," I called over to the poor kid. "I was just...having an issue." He nodded, still eyeing me warily.
You are one crazy mother fucker, McKinnon. "Don't I know it," I muttered.
"What was that?"
"Oh, nothing, Remus. Nothing."
On the way back to the Potter's house, our boys sat in the back of the Knight bus, whispering quietly. They kept looking at us; well, mostly at Lily. As if they were afraid of her overhearing them. It was probably some kind of prank.
When we stepped off the bus and started to head inside the gates, the boys scrambled in front of us to block our path.
"Listen," Sirius began, "we stayed at that blasted pond for three hours today. And while some of us had fun," here he scowled at James and Remus, "others did not. We've decided that since we did what you wanted to do this afternoon, you're going to do what we want tonight."
He was making this sound very bad. "And what's that?" I asked.
James stepped forward. "We're taking you three to a nightclub in muggle London."
I grinned at the boys. "That's the best idea you've ever had!"
"Yeah," said Lo excitedly. "Letta and I are dancing experts." She winked at me.
"I knew you two would want to come," said Sirius triumphantly. "The only problem is..." Ah. Lily. Now I understood why they were looking at her so cautiously on the Knight bus. They were trying to figure out how to make her agree.
See, Lily was a fun person. Everyone liked her and, of course, she was gorgeous. But she was a terrible dancer. This made her want to avoid parties and clubs at all costs. Lo and I tried to bring her to a night club last summer, but she refused. She magically hained herself to the bedpost and wouldn't move for the rest of the night, just in case I tried to use physical force.
"Lily," I said casually. "Doesn't that sound like – "
"But Lils, it's just for a few – "
"Lily! Please?" I'd resorted to begging.
"No!" she hissed, yanking me to the side, away from the boys. "I will not embarrass myself in front of James!"
I looked at her in shock, but then I understood. I knew she'd warm up to him. "Come here." I pulled her into a tight hug and said, "you're not going to embarrass yourself. If anything, James will love you even more for trying. I'm sure he'll want to teach you how to dance. He'd do anything to hold onto you for more than a second without you hexing him," I laughed.
She giggled reluctantly. "I guess...but I'm really bad at dancing."
"And James is really bad at romance," I said winking. "It'll be fine. Don't disappoint him, he's really excited about this."
Lily sighed. "You're right, I suppose."
"Great!" I squealed, grabbing her hand and rushing back over to Lo and the boys. "Lily's in. But we need time to get ready, so go get dressed and we'll meet you in the foyer at eleven."
"Eleven?' Sirius gawked. "That's – that's in three hours."
"Exactly." I shrugged. "There's three of us, therefore an hour for each outfit. Come on, girls. The closet awaits!" I grabbed my friends' hands and ran into the Potter home. There was no time to lose.
When it comes to fancy dresses, like what you'd wear to a ball, I was clueless. It wasn't nearly as much fun as dressing up in your own style. With those types of outfits, you had to look beautiful and proper. There was no fun in it. Now, when it comes to partying, I'm your witch. Dressing up Lily and Lo was like Christmas all over again.
We mostly raided my wardrobe; Lo had some cute stuff for parties, but Lily had nothing good for a nightclub. My closet is where it was at.
Lo was wearing a sparkly silver halter top, dark wash skinny jeans and my gorgeous silver heels. Her hair was straight and soft, pulled up in a high ponytail on her head.
I gave Lily my olive green strapless dress, which she freaked out upon seeing and refused to wear.
"Lily," I said, pinching the bridge of my nose. "You're wearing it. You look hot. And if it's really that uncomfortable for you, take this." I threw her a golden, quarter sleeve sweater with shimmering threads of ivory sewn in. It clashed with the olive green just enough to say, I'm daring, but matched enough to say, I didn't dress myself in the dark. I also lent Lily my gold heels, and allowed her hair to stay wavy and natural around her face. She said that she didn't want to put me through any more stress doing her hair, but I knew better; she just didn't want to endure the "torture," as she called it.
Now it was time for my outfit. I put on a red, scoop neck tank top, with a black strip of lace just under the bust and around the neckline. I matched the top with a black sequined mini skirt and three inch red heels that had a small pattern of flames on them. I morphed myself so my dark hair had tousled curls, added some bright yellow highlights, and I was ready to go.
Lily came up behind me while I was looking in the mirror. "Woah," she murmured. "You look hot. Like fire." She winked and grabbed my hand. Time to go see our boys.
Okay, this chapter was kind of corny, but I hope you guys like it! It was just a fun little snippet I wanted to include so we can all see Letta's true feelings ;D Review and let me know what you think!
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