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Chapter 2 : Play With Fire
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I walked up to a carriage and opened it up to check who was inside. I assumed everyone had already left without me, so my goal was to find people I know. The first one I opened was full of Slytherins. We kind of just stood there for a couple seconds, not sure what to make of the situation. Then one flicked out his wand. And, before I could even react, the door was slammed shut.
"Well! That was rude," I said to myself. Someone came up from behind and tugged on my braid.
"What's rude?" I was happy to turn around and see him.
"Sirius!" I gave him a great hug, before backing up slowly, realizing he was a little....disorganized.
"What happened to you?" His hair was in wild spikes, his tie was already halfway down his chest, his shirt was open, and that's when I realized. He opened his mouth, but I cut him off.
"Already down to business?" I was walking towards the nearest stationary carriage, and he ran to catch up with me.
"It's not what you think! I was just sorting some stuff out with Emmeline," he said, desperately.
"Look, I really don't care. You know that." He looked at me skeptically. I hate that look, especially on Sirius.
"So how was your summer," I asked excitedly. He sat down in the middle of the seat and I lie on his lap, picking at my split ends.
"Same as usual," he muttered in a non-committal tone.
"C'mon! Divulge with me!" I sat up quickly and looked at him wide-eyed. He can't resist that, never been able to.
"Alright, but you can't tell anyone!" I glanced at him again.
"No, not even Lily." he said, then muttered, "That's up to James."
"Okay, fine. But you've been getting too secretive lately. It needs to stop."
"Okay so you know about my family." It wasn't a question, just confirmation. I knew this was serious now.
"Yes," I grumbled. I knew way too much, unfortunately.
"So it got bad this summer."
"Is that why you looked so horrible this morning?" Again, completely serious.
"Yes, partly. Anyway, mother found out about Emmeline," he said solenmly.I clasped my hand over my mouth. Why did he always go for the muggleborns?
"What happened? Is she okay?"
"Yeah, mum doesn't know exactly who, just that she's muggleborn." I studied his face. He did have a few more scratches than normal, but that could be Remus. They do the full moons over the summer, too. How loyal.
"How did she find out," I asked. His eyes darkened slightly and I knew exactly what that meant.
"No!" Sirius nodded his head. "Regulus?" He nodded again.
"He's terrible! Oh, when I see that kid, I'm going to chop his-"
"No, stop. It was my fault, too." he mumbled, a little shame in his voice.
"What, you let it slip to your mother!"
"No," he shouted. "Never!"
"Well? What then?"
"I just said some things about, Little Old Voldy." He rubbed the bridge of his nose, and I knew he was tired and stressed out.
I got closer to him and whispered, "You know how long we've worked to keep your views a secret?" He nodded, not wanting to look at me.
"I have never been more disappointed in you," I said, trying to show him the impact of the situation. He clearly didn't get it.
"When did this happen?"
"Three days ago. You know, I'm not even sure," he answered, letting his gaze fall to the seat we were on.
"You look pathetic." He looked up, actually looking really cute.
"Actually, you're too hot for your own good." He barked a laugh, short and loud.
"C'mere," he said. He hugged me and I instantly became warm. God I love hugs. Except if I don't like you. Then don't touch me.
"Thank you," he whispered, tickling my ear.
"I haven't laughed all summer." We broke apart.
"What a coincidence! Me either!" He tittered again, what an odd laugh coming from him.
"What do you do to me?"
"I don't know, but I guess it's working," I said, winking seductively.
"You're a freak", he said, breathlessly.
"Yeah, that's me. Now get out, I'd like to get to the food."
"Yeah, sure, let's go."
He got out and we began our way up the steps.
"Where the hell did Doe get off to," questioned Lily. "She'll miss the sorting!"
"We don't know where Sirius is either, Lily-flower. They're probably together."
"No one asked your opinion, Potter," she spat.
"I'm right here, calm your coolie." I got the strangest looks after that.
"What," I said, looking around. "I heard Harley say it once!"
"Well then, you probably shouldn't repeat it." Stupid Hestia.
"Hey! Only I'm allowed to make fun of Harley." The sorting had started and I tuned out his little song. Everyone else was listening intently. After he was done, and the first little girl was sorted, Emmeline came over from the Ravenclaw table and slid in next to Sirius. She glared at him, waiting for something to happen. He was completely oblivious, paying attention to see where the next victim would be sorted. He liked to predict each one and whispered them in my ear as they walked up.
"Hufflepuff," he whispered, as a black-haired girl walked up to the stool. I shook my head,
"Ravenclaw, no doubt," Emmeline looked annoyed and I looked away as quick as possible. Jealous, that one. She cleared her throat and looked pointedly at Sirius. He turned around, pretending he hadn't noticed she was there.
"We need to talk."
"Okay then, Gryffindor common room," he said impassively. She rolled her perfectly shaped eyes.
"That's not exactly ideal for me." He pretended to be entranced my Dumbledore.
"Sirius Black! You can't ignore anything forever!" He turned around.
"Actually, you'll find that if you ignore anything long enough, hopefully it will just go away," he said, placing emphasis on the last words. With that, he collected his timetable and left just as the hat shouted, "Hufflepuff!"
He turned around quickly, stuck his tongue out, and headed out the doors. Emmeline looked over at me, huffing and puffing, and went back to the Ravenclaw table. Everyone turned to me slowly.
"I thought you all were watching the ceremony!" They looked back at each other. Peter to James, James to Remus, Remus to Lily, Lily to Alice, Alice to me. My face wasn't budging so they all gave up and turned back around, except for Alice.
"Just because we weren't watching, doesn't mean we don't have ears, sweetie." I was in shock. Somebody must have put her up to that because never comes out right and says anything.
I know it sounds like we're being over dramatic, but really this happens every year. I don't know why all Sirius' girlfriends hated me! Well, that's a lie, I do know. I'm gorgeous, hang out with the marauders, and did once, in a previous lifetime, on another planet date Sirius Black. We weren't an outright couple, no no no. It was more in the format of heated snog in a broom cupboard. But still, we hung out the next day, the two of us by the lake. That automatically constituted itself as a date. I guess it was nice for the two weeks it lasted. He was probably the most interesting date I'd ever had. Most guys just wanted to snog me. Don't get me wrong, there was plenty of that, but we actually talked, too. The only thing different from our friendship was he bought me all sorts of unneeded merchandise. He was sweet, too. And I hated it. Sirius Black couldn't be sweet. Urgh, he gets me so mad sometimes.
"You're food's getting cold Dorcas." I looked up at Remus, James, and Peter, who were about to leave. The Great Hall was mostly empty. I assume everyone basically left after the sorting, too tired to eat. I scarfed down two rolls and got up to leave. James looked down at me in disgust.
"That's all you're going to eat?"
"They were big rolls! I've always eaten like that. Nice of you to notice." They left and I sat back down. Clearly Lily and Alice were not ready to leave yet.
"So, what you guys?"
"Oh, nothing," said Lily, whistling all suspicious like.
Alice spoke up, "It's just, Sirius ignored Emmeline, and talked to you." She shied away from me, clearly afraid of the response she would get. Not very brave, that one.
"Oh that! Nope, nothing special. It's just family problems involving her. Of course Emmeline doesn't know, but I don't think Sirius likes her anyway. He just dates muggleborns to get at his mum....." I trailed off. Lily and Alice's mouths were hung open.
"Oh shit. I wasn't supposed to say any of that."
"No you absolutely weren't! I swear, I don't know why Sirius tells you anything," Lily said.
"Well that's a little harsh coming from you!" She turned her scary face on.
"And how is that?"
"It's not like you can keep any secrets. It's not like we all don't know you're positively in love with James!" I swear my mouth needs its own personal lock. She picked up her bags and walked away moodily. Yes, Lily Evans had a walk for every mood. I guess that's why we broke up, Sirius and I, I mean. I literally let all my feelings spill out and bubble over the top. It's probably the thing I hate most about myself.
I was all alone, and people were starting to stare at me. The girl who talks herself into a mad frenzy of emotion. I took out my timetable from my bag and scanned it for tomorrow's classes. First thing tomorrow morning, Ancient Runes. Also in my class, were Sirius Black, James Potter, Lily Evans, and Severus Snape.
"Ancient Runes is an advanced topic, my new subjects." What the actual fuck. I rolled my eyes. This old bag of a professor, Bathsheda Babbling, was absolutely the most boring person I've ever met. I was a tad late, and didn't want to make a bad impression the first day. You know, being the star pupil and all.
"Ah, Miss Meadowes," she said. I really hate when people called me that. Oh shit, she caught me. "Nice of you to join us, have a seat, just there." I followed her finger three times before looking back to her.
"You expect me to sit next to that?"
"Tut, tut. I expected more from you. I knew your mother, you know."
"Yeah, that seems like a pretty common misfortune around here," I mumbled before throwing my things on the floor next to Snivellus. I was tapping my quill on the desk, minding my own business when it just flew out of my hand and landed on the other side of the desk.
"Hey, sniffy." He didn't acknowledge me, the nerve. "Pick up my quill will you?" He kept his thin, gaunt face forward, paying attention to the way Babbling was fumbling around with the books. I groaned and laid back in my chair. It's not like I was going to take notes anyway. Besides, my wand was all the way in my bag, and I was not going all the way down there to get that.
"Miss Meadowes, would you like to demonstrate," Babbling asked, quite politely, which kind of made me mad at myself with the way I answered.
"You don't even know what I want you to demonstrate."
"Very well, five points from Gryffindor. Mr. Snape?" He didn't even walk lazily up to the board as he usually did. He took out his wand, writing the words in English for all us lower beings to see.
"Correct indeed. Five points to Slytherin," she said, clapping giddily. I leaned back once more, wishing I could curse him right there.
My head was really starting to hurt. It was in this one spot, like a slight burning sensation. I felt the back of my head and my hand started to burn, too! A frown came onto my brow when I realized what it was. I grasped the piece of paper from behind my head and threw a glare at James. That stupid charm was going to be the death of me. I unwrinkled it and flattened it out on my desk. Snape leaned over and tried to look at it, so I stuffed it in my bag and rose my hand.
"Miss?" She turned around, chalk in hand, and said,
"Yes, Miss Meadowes?"
"I need to move my seat."
"Why? If it's an eyesight problem, we'll move you." I tapped my chin.
"No that's not it." Everyone stared at me, waiting for me to continue.
"Severus is dripping his grease on my quill, and it's making my ink run." Everyone burst out laughing and Snape just sat there sulking. Even the Slytherins were laughing. Granted, I'm a pureblood, but you would think they would stick up for their own species. Sometimes I feel bad for Snape, but then again, it's Snape. This unadulterated hatred didn't come out of nowhere, mind you. I waited for the laughter to die down, and Babbling to regain control of the class before I took the note out again.
Doe, we on for a prank tonight?
Moony's getting tired. We want to cheer him up.
Full moon in four days.
I set fire to the note, tossed it into the bin across the room, and began my own note.
Sure, tell me about it at lunch.
And I know I'm ready for it
Is Pete coming this time?
I sent my note over to James, making it poke him in the eye several times before letting it rest on the desk. He looked up and nodded in agreement. The bell rang for class and there was a mad scramble for the door. Lily and I always waited back, because Charms is just next door to Ancient Runes anyway.
"So. What were you and the mongrels noting about anyway?" I looked at her, looking for signs of anger.
"What, you're talking to me now?"
"Yes, why," she said, actually looking confused.
"Just because yesterday you didn't say a word to me all night."
"Oh, I'm over that."
"So you agree with me?" I couldn't stop myself.
"No! Of course not, but it's up to you to believe petty rumors!"
"Okay, well we better get to class?"
"Yes. Yes that's good." We sat next to each other and took out our wands. I don't know what it was recently, but every time I touched my wand, it was cold. It wasn't like the first time I got my wand anymore. There was a cold, emptiness about it.
"I can't wait to start! You know Charms is my favorite practical class. Oh, Ancient Runes is alright, but I really love the feel of magic." I smiled at her. She really was my Lily.
"You're being silly. It's just magic." She crossed her arms.
"That's easy for you to say. You grew up with magic." I pondered on that for a second. I really didn't have that much magic in my life. Sure, there was the occasional dishwashing charm, but other than that, not much. My mother discouraged me from using magic around the house, so I could learn to live like a muggle. We used to live in a house like Alice's, until they died. Then Harley and I moved into somewhere that wouldn't waste all the money. A thirteen year old really shouldn't have to deal with all that. But I did, and hey! I turned out almost normal.
"Yeah, I guess," I said quietly.
Flitwick stumbled into the room, climbing clumsily up onto his podium. He tapped his wand on his desk.
"Quiet down, now!" There were some spare shuffling of feet, and then it was quiet.
"Today, we are going to be working on the Extinguishing Spell." Everyone looked around, some smiling, some groaning. Lily and I smiled, remembering Remus had taught us both this Charm over the summer last year.
"The extinguishing spell was created by Garrent Falim, in the mid fifteenth century. It is used to put out fires of all kinds. The proper movement for this is a large circular motion, and a sharp jab towards the fire." He demonstrated and some of us waved our wands around foolishly, trying to imitate him.
"Alright then, let's try it out." We had this class with the sixth year Hufflepuffs, who obviously didn't know how to do this. Not being rude, just speaking the truth. Anyway, one of the more inept boys thought it would be fun to set fiendfyre to his desk. Again, not very smart.
"Lily!" I screamed. "Get that fire!" I know I said I was good at magic, but, you know, it's Lily. However, she was no help in these kinds of situations anyway. She froze and looked at me with nervous eyes.
"Oh, alright! But don't blame me if someone disappears again!"
"Extinguenso," I shouted, before everything went black.
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