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The World, Biscuits And Sirius Black According To Nellie O’Neill. by SexyDoorFrames
Chapter 7 : Moments, Jealously, Hogsmeade And Me
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Disclaimer I don’t own Harry Potter. Most things belong to JK. I do not make anything from this. I write about these characters because I think they are rather jazzy, Nellie, Izzie, Ava and Cade are mine though.

Authors Note

Welcome to chapter seven. I’m sorry this took so long, I’ve been sick all week and thus I haven’t been on the computer all week. That's why review response was also slow.

I have to thank you all, I have over a hundred favourites, over a hundred and twenty reviews. I am amazed. This chapter is for all my readers. You’re all amazing.

I few things I wanted to happen, didn’t, but that’s okay, all for next chapter. I don’t mind this chapter. I have half on eight planned, but because I missed out a few things in this one and we’ve probably got a full chapter of ideas then. I lost like half of one scene, it was so sad, I had to rewrite it.

Regulus returns in this chapter! Originally, he was only going to be one chapter until out of Hogwarts, where he becomes more important, but as I was writing him, I really liked him and it seems other people do too. So he’ll be in more than originally planned. His scene is rather short, but it's the background on why a huge later scene happens. Also remember because this story is told through Nellie’s' eyes, she could only hear the conversation, she couldn't see what was going on; that's why there is a lack of detail in that section. Nellie could only hear.

Thank you all.

I hope you enjoy this chapter.

As always comments and opinions are welcomed.

If you spot any typos, please tell me. It helps me out a lot.

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“I’m always right.” - Izzie Deveruex

Chapter Seven
Moments, Jealously, Hogsmeade And Me

“Nellie, are you feeling alright?”

“Yes. I am. Thank you Mummy Sirius.” I rolled my eyes. This would only have to be the thousandth time I had been asked this question since trials have started. I’ve only been up here for a few minutes; I couldn’t stay on the ground for much longer, so I had taken a little flight.

“No problem,” Sirius grinned, “James needs to ask you a few things,”

I nodded as Sirius whizzed off.

I flew to the ground, next to James, since nobody is trying out to be a seeker, my job is quite safe and so James is making me help him with picking the team, well, asking what I think of each person every so often. Sirius is in the air working with a few new wannabe beaters to see who he works best with or something along the lines of that. I’ve learned that James can half babble on when it comes to Quidditch. For hours probably if someone let him. I didn’t.

“Which one do you think he works with best?” James asked, holding his little clipboard. Who knew James was this organized?

“Well, it depends on what sort of dynamic you want.” I replied, watching them fly through the air.

“What do you mean?” James asked, looking at me.

“Well, Sirius is kind of violent, which is good I guess, considering his job, he whacks it far.” I paused for a moment, “Look, what I mean is that, if you want two beaters who will whack it far, go with Danny,” Danny is a sixth year boy, he has rather nice hair, “He has the strength to match Sirius, beater wise anyway. If you want someone to balance out Sirius strong blows, with softer but clearly aimed ones, go with Joey,” Joey too was a sixth year. I’ve never talked to her, but she always seemed nice enough. “And Aiden, well his are somewhat in the middle of both.” Aiden was only fourth year, but he was a good beater for his age.

“Hmm. Choices, choices.”

“Being captain is hard isn’t it?” I laughed.

“Don’t mock. It is.” James paused, “I have four spots to fill.” He looked around, about thirty or so people were sitting around, they had all tried for a spot in the team. “You, me and Sirius are the only original ones.”

“Least I won’t be the youngest anymore.” Being born in August made me the youngest on the team. I didn’t mind though, but it was annoying when everyone else was of age and I had to wait until August.

“I didn’t even know Gryffindor had this many students.”

“Well have you seen the chaser and the beater? Of course there would be a big turn out.” I put on my girly voice.

James laughed, “True. Oh how True. Should have realized.”

“Now your job is to discover who actually likes Quidditch, to the ones that will just sit around watching you.”

“You sit around a lot.” James pointed out.

“That’s because I find it easier to look for the Snitch when I’m situated in one place and once I spot it, I can then fly around looking for it. I‘m too busy to look at you two.” I gripped my broom in my hand, it was the latest, and my parents are very serious about Quidditch. They called my job one of the hardest and as I had to chase the snitch, they made sure my broom was good quality.

It was then Sirius flew down to join us.

“Once you’ve picked the team, we have to have a team photo don’t we?” I asked; I just remembered the dreaded Quidditch team photo.

“Yes. We do.” James grinned.

“How lovely.” Sirius replied. “We’ve tested out everybody now haven’t we?”

“I think so.” James replied. “Right!” James called, the three players came down from the air and everybody else gathered around us. “Thanks for trying out today. The results will be posted on the Gryffindor bulletins board on the Monday after the Hogsmeade trip. Thank you.” James didn’t waste time, the Hogsmeade trip was tomorrow. That gave him three days. He probably wanted the team sorted out quickly so we could have more practice time before matches started.

I watched the people leave, girls whispering amongst themselves, boys talking about how they thought how they did.

“That went alright.” Sirius commented.

“Could have been worse.” I agreed.

“Now, I have thirty-three people to sort through. Twenty-nine of them will be disappointed.”

“It could be twenty-eight.” I giggled.

“Don’t you dare Nellie.” James said all serious. “You’ve got talent for being a seeker. The team needs you.”

I blushed. I wasn't that great. I had missed the snitch many times. It was nice that he was being so kind to me about my skills. “Thanks.”

“Plus,” Sirius began, “I’m looking forward to what face you pull this time in the picture.”

I glared, “The flash was bright.”

You see, for the last five times we’ve had this picture each one has got a different face. Last year was shock because I was being blinded. The year before that was pain because some had just accidentally kicked me in the shins as the picture was being taken. The list goes on. It’s just none of them having been flattering.

“Still though, the rest of the team managed to pull normal looking faces.” Sirius commented.

“Your face is never normal looking.” I replied, laughing a little.

“How dare you!” Sirius pouted, “It’s a very nice face actually. Perfectly structured, a face of an angel, as some people describe it.”

“Of course.” I shook my head as I began walking back towards the castle. We’d been out for hours and it was getting rather cold now.

“Where you going?” Sirius asked, as he and James caught up with me.

“I’m cold.” I responded.

“I’m not.” James said.

“Me neither.”

“You’re all bigger than me.”

“You saying we’re fat?” James asked.


“What are you saying?” Sirius asked.

“You’re guys. Compare our sizes.”

“You are rather short.” James commented, looking at me.

“5ft 5 is not short!”

“Well, you seem it.”

“That’s only because you’re both taller than me.”

“I guess.” Sirius shrugged. “I still don’t get-”

It was then I heard something faintly. “-Shut up.” I responded quickly as I stopped, James and Sirius quickly stopped too. We were hiding behind a large statue of a gargoyle.

“Just leave me alone.” Regulus voice snapped.

I couldn't see him; only hear him, as I didn't want to risk getting seen.

“No, I won’t.” Snape voice replied.

Regulus huffed angrily, “What do you want?”

“Why so angry?” Snape teased Regulus, “’Cause of your-”
“-Don’t you dare.” Regulus furiously cut him off.

“A bit touchy are we?”

“I have no time for you Snape. Just leave me alone.” It was then I could hear Regulus footsteps as he probably went to his common room.

“You’ll have to make time.” Snape said, before I could hear his footsteps too.

We waited until the coast was clear before carrying on walking back to our common room in silence. Unsure of what to say to each other.

What the hell was that about?

Why was Regulus arguing with Snape? Regulus always told me he wasn’t a fan of Snape.

I bit my lip. I wanted so badly to talk to Regulus, help him if I could, but I knew I couldn’t.

“Password?” The fat lady asked. She’s a rather large lady in a portrait which guards the opening to the Gryffindor common room.

“Quidditch.” James said the password to the fat lady and she swung open. James entered first, followed by me and lastly Sirius.

I went upstairs to my dorm; Izzie was lying down on her bed reading a book. “You’re late.”

“Thirty-Three people tried out, James made me help him out, saying who I liked best.”

“A way to keep you off your broom until you’re fully better?”

“Yeah. Even though I feel fine.”

“You look troubled.” Izzie commented as she turned the page of her book.

I looked around to see if anybody else was around. Luckily, only Izzie was here.

“Well I was walking back with James and Sirius, when I overheard about a quarter of an argument. Snape was about to mention me, but Regulus cut him off. How does Snape know? Regulus hates him!” I was pacing up and down through the dormitory. “Regulus wanted Snape to leave him alone and it was a talk about how Regulus would have to make time for something.”

“Calm down Nellie.” Izzie said, putting her book down and calling me over. I sat on her bed. “You’re going to let him deal with his own problems. You know that right?”

“Yeah but-”

“-No buts Nellie.” Izzie firmly replied. “He’s a big boy. He got himself into that situation and now he has to deal.” I nodded slowly, knowing she was right, she’s always right. “You’ve got your own life to deal with and your own problems. So stop getting tangled into other peoples.”

“You’re right.” I mumbled.

“I’m always right.”

“It’s just so hard.”

“That’s life. It’s hard, but you Nellie, can deal with it. Distract yourself or something. If it helps.”

I nodded.

We sat there for a moment, “I’m going to bed.” I announced as I picked up my pyjamas and wash stuff and headed off to the bathroom.

As soon as my head hit the pillow, I was fast asleep.

“Hogsmeade today,” Izzie said shaking me to wake me up, “Get ready and dressed!”

“I don’t want to go.” I mumbled into my pillow.

“That’s a lie. You love Hogsmeade.” Izzie pointed out.

“So?” It was true, I’d loved Hogsmeade ever since we started going. I loved the atmosphere, the constant magic that nobody had to hide.

“Now get up.” Izzie dragged me out of bed. Izzie may look weak, but she’s strong. You wouldn’t want to be on the wrong side of her. Whether you received verbal or violence. Each one was just as bad as the other.

I grumbled as I stood up and headed to get washed and dressed.

“You’re wearing that?” Izzie commented as I walked out from the bathroom.

“Yeah, and?” I wasn’t a morning person.

“It’s autumn.”

“I don’t care.”


I was wearing my patterned dress, which was pink and purple with white tights. I can’t find any jeans, so I’m stuck.

“I’m going down now.” Izzie said, “I’m bored.” Izzie has very little patience.

“I’ll meet you there; I need to find my hairbrush.”

Izzie snorted, “Good luck.” Before giving a little wave and walking out of the door.

I found it ten minutes later and after brushing my hair, I walked down towards the Great Hall.

I didn’t look where I was going and mange to collide with Sirius causing me to fall on the floor.

It was cold.

Very cold.

Sirius just looked at me, he seemed like he was in some sort of daze.

“Don’t mind me. I’ll just lie on the floor for a bit longer. It’s nice.” I muttered.

“Sorry Nellie,” Sirius said offering his hand to pull me up which I accepted. I brushed myself off.

I hope he didn’t see my knickers.

If he did, he’s not saying anything.

“Where you heading?”

“The Great Hall.” Sirius replied, “I slept over. You?”

“I‘m going there too. Told Izzie I’d catch her up as I couldn’t find my hair brush.”

Sirius laughed, “Typical. You actually brush your hair?”

I gave out a little tut, “Of course I do!”

“Okay, Okay.”

It was then Lucas Miles walked down the Hallway. He’s attractive. He’s a seventh year Ravenclaw. I must have been looking at him, because Sirius then said something odd.

“Don’t bother Nellie. It’ll be a waste of time.” Sirius sighed, as he looked around the hallway.

“What you mean?” I asked, confused.

“Just don’t go there.” Sirius muttered.

"Okay." I nodded.

One thing is for certain, I never took Sirius as an advice giver. I looked at him, he seemed agitated.

“You okay Sirius?”

“I’m fine.” He snapped irritability.

“You’re not fine.” I observed, “What’s a matter?”

“As if you don’t know.” Sirius let out a little huff.

“I don’t actually. I’m not a mind reader.” I pointed out. I’ve always wanted to be a mind reader though. Life would be so much easier if we could just gain access to others minds. There wouldn’t be any hassle over confusion anymore. It would just be simpler.

“Let’s just drop it?” Sirius suggested as we got to the Great Hall doors, “I’m sorry for snapping. I’m fine okay?”

“Okey dokey baloney.” I paused, “What you doing today?”

“Hanging out,” Sirius shrugged as if he didn‘t know himself.

“Not going out with Cade?” I inquired. Couples around here usually spent Hogsmeade together.

“We’re not together anymore, so no.” Sirius answered.

“Oh.” I said, when did this happen? “Since when?”


I knew they wouldn’t work out.

“Oh, I’ll see you anyway.” I said before leaving Sirius to go and sit next to Izzie who was eating her breakfast. I help myself to some porridge and before I knew it, it was time to catch the carriages and go to Hogsmeade.

Hogsmeade is still beautiful. As always. It was full with students at the moment. Our first stop was always the Shrieking Shack. It scares me a little because apparently it’s haunted and nobody has ever been able to get inside. The door doesn’t work. Izzie loves to look at it though, that’s why we visit it every time we’re here.

Usually I have to drag her away from it all. She would stay there all day if I’d let her.

“I’m thirsty.” I complained after a couple of moments.

“I’m Friday. Now shut up!” Izzie glared. I was disturbing her ‘watching’ of the Shrieking Shack.

“Why? It’s a shack it can’t hear you!” I pointed out.

“But I can” Izzie grumbled.

“I want a Butterbeer!”

“Why not a Firewhiskey?” She suggested, her eyes twinkling at the thought of it.

“No. It’s too early.”

Izzie shrugged, “So, It’s legal.”

“No. Maybe later or something.”

Izzie sighed, “Fine, Fine.” She began walking towards The Three Broomsticks. Not the Hogshead, it’s a little dodgy at the best of times. We haven’t been in there in ages.

When we entered The Three Broomsticks, I managed to score a table right by the window, as Izzie went to get us two Butterbeers. She’s better at getting things; she won’t let people push in, when I probably would.

I gazed out the window, Hogsmeade twinkled in the daylight, but at night it shone spectacularly. I loved it at night, it had this essence.

It was a couple of moments later when Izzie plonked two Butterbeers on the table, as she sat down.

I took a sip of mine and I was filled with that instantly warmth it gives.

We sat there for a couple of moments.

It was then the Marauders chose to enter laughing. For a moment all eyes were on them. Attention that most people would kill for, they commanded it so easily.

They gave me and Izzie a small wave before coming over to sit with us. They pulled up some chairs while Izzie scooted over to make more room for them.

“Hello.” James greeted.

“I’m going to get some drinks.” Peter said, as he got up and went to get some drinks.

“It’s cold isn’t it?” Remus said as he looked out of the window.

“Yeah, freezing.” I agreed.

“I knew you shouldn’t have worn that dress.”

I shrugged lightly as I smiled. I looked around; a few people were glaring at us.


“I’m thirsty.” Sirius said, as he looked around for Peter, but he couldn’t be seen in the chaos of students trying to get a drink.

He eyed my drink up nicely, he looked at me.

“Have some if you want.” I shrugged, not caring. Izzie can always get me another one.

“Thanks.” He sipped my drink. “It always tastes better when it’s not yours.”

Over other people talking, over our own conversation, two peoples conversation could be heard perfectly.

“I can’t believe it’s over.” Cade said, I looked around, a couple of tables down; there she was, sitting with her friend Ava. “It was going so well.”

“You can do better.” Ava soothed.

“I can’t.” Cade replied unhappily. “You know what though?”


“You noticed that Nellie been hanging around them like a fly. She had detention with them, she hung around James at Quidditch yesterday, and she was with Sirius this morning too. Can you say obsessed? “The bitterness in her tone was evident. “What she got that I haven’t?”

Perhaps she hasn’t noticed that I’m a couple of tables down?

“She hasn’t. She’s not a patch on you.” Ava responded.

Izzie is getting angry.

That isn’t a good sign.

“I know! I mean, she’s not even pretty! She’s nothing! A nobody! Why would they be interested in her?”


That was a bit uncalled for.

Cade didn’t stop there, she continued, “I mean have you seen her friend? That Isabel girl? She’s a bit of cow isn’t she? Eugh. She‘s horrible. ”

Izzie’s fist is rolled in a tiny ball.

That really isn’t a good sign.

“I hate that Nellie girl. I mean has she heard of a brush? I thought the Marauders were smart though.” Cade pondered.

“Perhaps they feel sorry for her? Wasn’t that accident she was in their fault or something? That’s what Lola says anyway but they won’t talk about it. So maybe there just talking to her because they feel sorry for her. They’ll stop soon enough. Like you said, that girl is undeserving of their attention.” Ava shrugged.

My eyes are glued to the table.

I’ve heard enough.

I can’t even look at them.

Is that why they talk to me?

Because of pity?

“Stupid, ugly-”

That’s all I got to hear before I ran out of The Three Broomsticks crying.

“Nellie wait!” I heard Sirius call.

I ignored him and ran faster, but he caught up to me.

“Stop.” He said, for some reason I did.

“Oh Nellie,” He said as he took one glance at me.

Without thinking and wanting comfort, I flung my arms around him, sobbing hysterically. It took him a few moments to respond.

“Let’s sit,” He said, as he gently pulled me down with him.

“Why does she hate me?” I whispered, when I found the courage to speak. I had calmed down a little bit, but I was still crying.

Sirius wiped the tears away from my eyes with his fingers, “Because she’s jealous Nellie. That’s why.” Sirius tightened his grip around me.

“She’s got nothing to be jealous about.” I reasoned. She’s pretty, smart…

“That’s where you’re wrong.” He smiled, “Nellie, none of those things she said were true okay? We’re not speaking to you out of pity. Nothing of the sort…Please stop crying,” I swallowed the lump that had formed in my throat again, “Where is that smile?” He asked.

“Gone to Timbuktu.” I responded.

“Well, tell it, I want it back, okay?”


Sirius ran his fingers through my hair. “I was only joking about your hair earlier you know that right?” He tucked a few strands behind my ear.

I nodded.


I never thought I would find comfort in Sirius Black, but at that moment, his words were everything I needed.

It was different from hearing them from somebody other than Izzie. It was odd and unfamiliar.

“Thank you Sirius Black.” I smiled at him. It was then I realized how close we were. I was practically sitting in his lap. Faintly I could hear his heart beat.

“No problem, Nellie O’Neill.” Sirius smiled.

For a moment, I felt safe from everything. People’s words couldn’t even harm me in this state.

“Nellie? Sirius?” James voice called.

“Over here!” I heard Sirius yell.

Then, a very angry Izzie was being carried by James; behind him were Peter and Remus. I giggled as Izzie got dumped on the floor by James.

“Now play nice, Isabel.” James patted her on her head.

“What did you do?” I asked.

Izzie shifted her eyes, “Nothing much.”

I raised my eyebrow.

“I only took Peter’s Butterbeers from him and tipped it over their heads.” Izzie shrugged.

“And?” James questioned.

“I might have broken their noses too.” Izzie shrugged again, “I would have done more but James picked me up and ran out of The Three Broomsticks.”

“I wouldn’t want to get on your bad side.” James commented, “Seriously.”

“I might as well be the cow they called me.” Izzie laughed slightly.

“I wouldn’t want to meet you in a dark alley.” Sirius commented.

“Parents always told me never to take crap from anybody. So I don’t.” Izzie reasoned.

“I can’t believe you broke their noses.” I shook my head.

“I’m a black belt.” Izzie smiled, “Breaking noses is easy.”

“I pledge to never make Izzie angry.” Remus laughed, he didn’t promote violence, but he understood why Izzie saw red. Cade was being horrible without a cause.

“You comfy there?” Izzie asked me, with a raised eyebrow.

I realized that even after I stopped crying, I still hadn’t moved from Sirius’ lap.

It was pretty comfy though.

“Very. You have a nice lap Mr Black.” I said, blushing, but trying to make a joke of it. “You comfy on the floor?”

“Yes, very. I think I shall live here.” Izzie joked, as she stood up. “Being angry kills my energy levels. Let’s go and top them with some sugar.” Izzie offered her hand which I took.

“Yeah. I never finished my drink.” I said as she pulled me up.

“Yeah, I finished it.” Sirius pointed out. I laughed.

“We’ll go too. We need to top up too.” James said.

“Okay.” Izzie smiled. “Let’s go,” She linked my arm, before we skipped to Honeydukes Sweetshop with the Marauders yelling at us to slow down.

For a moment, everything was pretty great.

Cade’s words fading into the distance.

I couldn’t help but smile.

…To be continued

Next time on The World, Biscuits And Sirius Black According To Nellie O’Neill.

“You wear very nice underwear Nellie.” Sirius eyes glinted mischievously in the light.

Ponies wasn’t very nice underwear though!

I cringed.

If only I wore my grown up knickers as mum calls them.

Then this situation wouldn’t be as bad.

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