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Chapter 16 : Confusion, Friends, Reasons And Me
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Wow, it’s been long. Too long. I’m awfully sorry about it all. I have A-level exams, then life snowballed, and time seems to tick by so quickly when you see very little of it. College is tight at the moment, I have a Drama performance exam on the 10th, so most of my time is spent preparing for that, but I’ll try to keep up with some updates. I’m sorry it took so long.
Don’t worry; I’ll never leave this story unfinished.
I must thank you all, because your response for this story is amazing, I mean, over seventy reviews just on the last chapter! I couldn’t believe my eyes. You’re all amazing and because of the reviews, it gave me enough motivation to finally finish the chapter that has been in the works for quite some time.
I planned some of the story and it will at least go up to 31, and these are only Hogwarts years. So, there will be a sequel where a lot more things are going to get better and of course, worse. It’ll be fun.
Oh, I’ve also changed my meet the author thread, as my last one got deleted in the purge.
I’m unsure of what I think of this chapter, next one is more of filler, but there is a lot of drama in 18.
As always, I hope you enjoy.
Oh, I’ve had a quick gone over of this chapter, but I’m about to go out, but I wanted to get this chapter out, so it hasn’t had a more thorough check.
Comments and Opinions welcome.
“Oh Nellie, lets put it this way, the day your relationship with Sirius moves to platonic is the day I put furniture in the hallway.” - Izzie Devereux
Confusion, Friends, Reasons And Me
There are ranges in which you can be a fish finger. Say, the biggest fish finger you could be is a giant one; an example of this would be Sirius Black, who since the party has been avoiding me. I walk into a room; he walks out. I mean how obvious can he get? I haven’t talked to him since that night and it’s now New Years Eve. I knocked on his door a few days after and he didn’t reply. Of course, I explored his room to see if he was in and he wasn’t. I found no Sirius. I just wanted to see whether he was ignoring me or just avoiding me. It’s now a mixture of the two. A small fish finger would be someone like Izzie when she makes one of her comments. Izzie left after two hours or so at the party, she claimed that she had probably been in the bathroom for too long now and her grandparents would be wondering if she had fallen into the toilet and drowned or something along the lines of that.
Tonight, James decided we would all have a get together to see the New Year together. That includes me, Izzie, Lily, James, Remus, Sirius and Peter. Mm, I can sense that there is going to be some awkwardness between me and Sirius.
…I need to talk to him. We’re friends right? The rejection placed us right back into the friend zone. We can’t let one little incident stop us from being friends right? Plus, it’s not fair on our other friends if we keep acting weird around each other. I need to tell him that it didn’t mean anything because it didn’t right?
I’m so confused,
Stupid giant fish finger.
Perhaps it did mean something…does that mean I have feelings for him? The thing about emotions is that they are so confusing! You don’t control them, but you feel them. Somehow, I think us humans have got the short straw on this deal.
I need some biscuits.
At least a packet.
I don’t think I was ready for that kiss, because a kiss is never just that; a kiss. It brings along a whole new host of emotions, it brings along love, heartbreak, lust. A kiss can change everything. It changes situations and I wonder if it has changed mine and Sirius relationship forever. I hope not.
I don’t like him like that. I just can’t. I can understand why a normal girl would I mean, he is beautiful, kind; funny…I’m going to shut up now.
…Okay, I‘ll admit it…I might like him. I might not. Even if I did, It would only be a little bit. A tiny bit. A bit that could be barely called a bit! What the apple pie! I don’t fancy Sirius Black. I’ve lost the plot. Yeah. That seems like a good enough excuse for these weird thoughts.
I’m Nellie and I’ve gone cuckoo.
Ah, but wasn’t I cuckoo already?
I can’t help that I enjoy insanity.
Or should I argue that I am normal?
I need to go on a Sirius detox…but I would miss him too much.
I’m swimming in a bowl of custard without a spoon.
“Hello Nellie.” I look up to see James, I gave a little wave. Perhaps conversation would keep my mind of Sirius. He sat next to me, “Biscuit?” James chucked the packet at me. “What’s up?”
“Nothing.” James raised his eyebrow, “Okay. I was just thinking.”
“Nellie? Thinking? Well I never!” James joked, as I stuffed a biscuit in my mouth.
I rolled my eyes. “Why James! Aren’t you the funny one in the basket?”
“Well yes.” James agreed, smirking. “I think I’m the funniest one there.”
“Yeah, if we’re talking about looks that is.” I grinned.
James pouted, “How very dare you!”
“I dared.” I pointed out.
James rolled his eyes as he paused for a moment, “So Nellie, what were you thinking about?”
“I can’t tell you.” I replied. I couldn’t. Well, I could. I trust James, but Sirius is his best friend and I wouldn’t want to put him an awkward situation. Aren’t I nice?
James raised his eyebrow, just one. I felt a little twinge of jealously. Just how do you raise just one? “I‘m going to take a wild guess now...Sirius?”
“Wow, James, Old misty eyes would be so proud.” Old misty eyes were the nickname for the Divination teacher. She likes to claim that we are all aliens, because we’re magical, and the thing that truly makes me believe that she’s crazy is that she likes mixing mashed potato with fruit. I mean, who does that? It should be a food crime!
James scrunched up his face in disgust, but his eyes glittered with amusement, “Yeah. As if. Like she could ever come up with something that’s true!”
I laughed, “One day she might.”
“So I was right?”
“What about Sirius?”
“I don’t understand him.” I stated, sometimes I thought I did, but then he would rip the bathmat from under my feet and I would be confused all over again. “I have concluded that he is a giant fish finger.” James opened his mouth to talk but I found myself rambling. “I just want things to go back to normal. I don’t like it, I want my friend back. I wish he wasn’t avoiding me, makes me feel like I smell.” I made a little ‘humph’ sound.
“Nellie, you don’t smell.” James laughed, “Sirius is…well…he’s Sirius.”
“Yeah, and a confusing Sirius at that.”
James thought for a moment, before saying, “Right Nellie.” James cleared his throat, “You want to know about Sirius? Why he is acting the way he is? Why he rejected you after leading you on?”
Those were only a few of the answers I wanted if I was honest
I breathed in. Was I even ready for the answers? I sighed, it was now or never. I would just have to be ready I guess. “Well…yes.”
“Sirius fancies the pants off you.”
“Sirius fancies my pants?!”
That’s odd. Sirius is a weirdo!
And he has only seen them a couple of times! And they have always been accidents!
“Not like that you muffin!” James said through his laughter, as I glared at him. “Sirius likes you in the romantic way. You know, the kissy wissy way.”
Well, how was I supposed to know…he could have just said that before and not mention underwear!
I sighed, “No. James, I think you’re wrong. Our relationship is strictly platonic.” I tried to reason with James, but he just shook his head.
“Yeah if that‘s true, I‘m a blue spotted daisy, Lily is as cold as a snow man, Remus just started a petition to ban books, Peter secretly turns into lion at night and James thinks Quidditch is as fun as Binns.” Izzie cut in. I turned around and there she was; grinning. She was standing with Lily, Remus and Peter. Good, no Sirius. “You get my point Nellie?”
“No. I don’t.” I decided I would be difficult. “But hello anyway.” I ran over to give them a hug each. I saw Lily half an hour ago, but I still gave her a hug.
“Oh Nellie, lets put it this way, the day your relationship with Sirius moves to platonic is the day I put furniture in the hallway.”
Ouch. That bad.
Izzie hates furniture in the hallway, because she walks into it. It’s my job to be a klutz; not her. Izzie hates it because she feels like she is losing control. Plus, it makes her feel like a right moppet. I don’t like it that much either; I think it’s really dangerous. Like swimming without floats. Took me ages to learn how to swim. It’s quite difficult; you have to trust the water, which is pretty hard, because it doesn’t have a heart.
“I get your point.” I sighed.
“How can you not see it Nellie? It’s been obvious for a while.” Lily sighed.
“The obvious is never usually the obvious.” I stated.
Izzie frowned for a moment, “So yeah, where is the glory that is Sirius?” Izzie asked.
James pondered the question for a moment. “Out…I think.”
“Okay, least we know where he is if we need him.” Izzie rolled her eyes, “I was totally right.” If other people weren’t around, Izzie would be doing her happy dance. She thinks I don’t know, but I’ve seen her do it. It’s like a cat running away from a bucket of water.
“What were you right on?” Peter asked.
“I said that Sirius fancied Nellie.” Izzie smirked, “And I was right.”
“You’re always right.” I sighed. It’s true, Izzie hasn’t failed me yet.
“I know.” Izzie said proudly, she paused for a moment before asking, “If Sirius likes her, why reject her?”
Izzie had asked the question that I wanted to know the answer most. If Sirius likes me, then why did he reject me? It just doesn’t make much sense in my booky.
Sirius is weird.
“Regulus.” James answered simply, though this raised a lot more questions. It answered one, but created a thousand more.
“That idiot.” Izzie muttered as she rolled her eyes.
“Huh? Regulus?” Lily asked, confused, “As in Regulus Black? Sirius’s brother? What has he got to do with it?”
Oh, I haven’t told her have I? I guess I’m the person who should answer this question then, “Well,” I began, as I make patterns on the settee I was sitting on, “Me and Regulus…well…we…used to um, sort of date.” Lily’s mouth formed a little ’o’ “Yeah, I know, I know. It seems unbelievable but it’s true.”
“What? When? How long?” Lily spluttered.
“My sixth, his fifth. About ten months. I think.” I began, “I met him while I was looking at Thestrals. We became friends, and it evolved eventually. We argued, we made up. That’s how it was, with a few I love you and too many I hate you thrown in the mix.” I sighed, “However much I try and push him away…for his own good mind you. He comes back, again and again. He sends me a letter, and I come running to help him. He needs someone to talk to and I’m always that someone. I broke up with him before sixth year ended, but I tried to make it official when we came back sort of thing, that’s when Sirius and everyone else found about our past relationship. Of course, I didn’t know until after Sirius and Regulus had a fight, in which Regulus got a little too close and Sirius came back and went mad.” I was rambling now, but I didn’t actually care. “He was also quite nasty but I’ve forgiven him.” It was true, I’d forgiven Sirius a long time ago, and I probably forgave him two minutes after it all happened but was too stubborn to admit it.
What can I say? I’m a pushover and I wear my heart on my sleeve. You know I’m cool.
“I’ll give you the full story later if you want?” I offered; I felt bad that Lily was out of the loop; even though the Marauders didn’t know the fine details; only Izzie did, because hey, she lived it with me.
Lily nodded, happily, I could tell she was still confused, but she accepted my answer.
“What about Regulus? He’s a block of cheese if you ask me.” Izzie rolled her eyes, while folding her arms across her chest.
“Do you not like Regulus?” Remus asked, looking at her interested.
Izzie’s face scrunched up in disgust. “No. I hate him. He hurt Nellie, he treated her like crap.” Izzie made a hissing sound. I knew another reason why she didn’t like Regulus but she wouldn’t admit it to the whole room. I felt Izzie’s gaze upon me. “Don’t start Nellie. Don’t you dare say anything.”
Wow, that girl knows me so well, it almost scares me. I looked at her, and she shook her head. “I don’t want to talk about that day.”
I nodded, “I understand Izzie.” Izzie looked away from me and bit her lip; she was trying not to cry.
Quick, divert attention.
“So, um, what about Regulus?”
Luckily, my plan worked, and all attention was taken away from Izzie; she shot me a grateful smile.
“Sirius cares about his brother, despite what he may say and Regulus loves you. He can’t do that to him. It’s not fair.” James explained, “Also Sirius doesn’t want to fall in love with you, only for you to realize that you love his brother.” James pulled a sad face, “I think Sirius would rather avoid getting hurt.”
I suppose his reasons are okay. They make sense I guess. I’m glad it’s not like we’re too different or she would ruin my reputation or something along the lines of that. Still though, it hurt.
Quite a bit actually.
We sat in silence for a few moments, as my brain repeated the information; again and again.
Why did I have to fall for the Black brothers? Because they’re fabulous? Perhaps I just like going for people who are a little messed up. Regulus is a mess, Sirius is a mess, despite them being the definition of perfection in peoples eyes; Sirius had one advantage; he had the charm that Regulus lacked.
Perhaps it’s because I’m attracted to people I want to save.
That proves I’m a Gryffindor!
I’ve always thought I’d be better suited as a Hufflepuff, I mean, I’m a klutz, I’m loyal and I tolerate a lot from people. I mean, I don’t exactly stick out with the average Gryffindor personality do I? Plus, I always thought Hufflepuff sit around making things, or singing jolly songs, something along those lines anyway.
I remember what the hat said it my head the day I was sorted, ‘Ah, O’Neill, a mixture of all sorts,’ Then it pondered for a few seconds, before telling me that I belonged in Gryffindor, my mom and dad were proud. My father was in Hufflepuff and my mother was in Ravenclaw.
I am sort of reckless, I just act on impulse,like when I took Sirius and Regulus wands from them…once I got up that is. I should have run, when the Marauders were fighting, but I didn’t, it doesn’t matter that my legs stop working, I still stood there.
Gryffindor’s enjoy saving people.
Or perhaps, my secret Gryffindorness is going to show itself eventually.
Lets be honest, I don’t have the right to save them; not really anyway. In the end, a person can only do so much for a person, before the person has to at least try.
I’m not that great at saving people either, I fell in love with Regulus and he became a Death Eater.
Sirius…well…Sirius isn’t talking to me.
Speaks for itself really.
Perhaps I just make everything worse.
Perhaps I don’t.
I took another biscuit from the packet and munched on it to calm myself down.
“Nellie, are you okay?” Peter asked, bringing me out of my thoughts, which was a good thing, as my brain is being kind of mean, and confusing. “You haven’t talked for quite a while.”
At the moment, I didn‘t have much to say, but everyone was looking at me, expecting me to speak. “I enjoy painting fences.” I replied, before sending out a weak smile.
I’d never painted a fence in my whole entire existence, but nobody needed to know that.
I’ve painted a cup though.
I broke it an hour later though.
“Nellie, have you even painted a fence before?” Izzie asked, as she placed her hand on my shoulder.
“Many times!” I replied, “I’m a pro.” We slipped into silence for a while after that.
She looked at me warmly, before patting my head.
This situation would be so much better if I didn’t care. I mean, how did Sirius make me care?
Please, lets just ignore the fact; I get attached to just about everything.
He just became a huge part of my life, without me noticing, and he did it very easily too. It’s like he slotted in, like a jigsaw or something.
“Why is Sirius ignoring me?” I asked.
“I don‘t know,” James replied, “But I think he’s, um, confused and unsure on what your take is on the whole situation.”
I nodded. “But I want my friend back.” The words left my mouth without me even thinking about them, though it happens a lot. It was true, if nothing romantic could happen, which I found the idea was growing on me, and then we hopefully could be at least friends.
It was then that I heard the door open and close. We all looked around, and a couple of moments later, Sirius walked through the door. “So, we having this party or not?” He leaned up the doorway so casually, but still had a certain aura about him.
What a flipping fish finger!
Everybody turned to me. Do I have a large forehead or something?
Hmm, quick Nellie, say something! “I was once a pebble in a filing cabinet.” I blurted out, only to be greeted by raised eyebrows.
“I’m going to get a drink.” Izzie rolled her eyes, “You coming old pebbly one?”
“I’m not old.” I objected, “If I’m old, that makes every single one of you ancient.”
“Hmm.” Peter pondered, “What day in August was you born on? You’ve never been specific.”
“August 31st of course. I just made it into our year.” I grinned.
“That must make you the youngest in the year or something.” Remus pondered.
“And the slowest.” Izzie interjected.
I shrugged at Izzie’s comment, before following her to get a drink. When we walked into kitchens, bottles and bottles were on the table, how we were going to drink all of this, well, I had no idea, but I wouldn’t argue that it was impossible, with the Marauders, I was beginning to learn that anything could be possible.
Hmmm, what to have, what to have?
Izzie placed a drink in my hands, “Try that.” She ordered.
I took a sip; it was fizzy, sour, but delicious never less.
“You like it?” Izzie asked, and I nodded as she took a sip of her own drink. “Good.” She paused for a moment, “How is everything hanging? It was getting a tiny bit heavy back there.”
I took a big gulp of my drink, “I know. I was part of it.” I sighed, as I finished my drink and poured another liquid, which I didn’t pay attention to the label into my drink.
“Nellie, it’ll be okay.” Izzie soothed.
“Yeah,” I shrugged, “I know, but I know this changes a few things. I just know it, but Izzie, please don’t leave me.”
“Huh Nellie?” Izzie asked confused, “What you mean?”
“I think I’m losing Sirius and that hurts but I really couldn’t bear it if I ever lost you, in the future or not. I need you; I need you to help me with all this crap.” I mumbled.
Izzies expression softened, “Nellie, you’re one of the most important people in my life, I’m not going anywhere. Okay? Stop being silly.” She squeezed my hand, “You’ll always be my best friend. In fact most of the time, you‘re not even that, you‘re my blonde, silly, crazy, lovable sister from another mother.” Then, she hugged me. “And you always will be.”
I smiled at her, her songs weren’t all that great, but her words always were.
Except for when she’s saying I smell.
Which I totally don’t.
Not even a little bit.
“Want to go back?” I suggested and Izzie nodded.
We walked back into the mini party which was now in full swing. James was twirling Lily to the loud music. Remus was laughing at something that Peter was saying and Sirius was searching through a pile of records. The site was almost like a television advert, everyone looked so happy.
I know knew why people wanted to be part of this world.
For that single moment, everything was perfect, but as always reality then kicks in.
I watched Sirius, as he examined the back of the CD case with interest.
“Just go over and talk to him.” Izzie smiled, before gently pushing me towards him.
I sat across from him and picked up a CD. Interesting, James has The Wombles CD, I thought that was only me.
I could feel Sirius eyes on me but I didn’t dare to look at him, but then, he gently took the CD out of my hand. I shivered; me and Sirius hadn’t been this close in ages. I ran my fingers up and down my arms for him to think that I shivered because I was cold and not him.
“Out of all of the records you had to pick up, you pick up The Wombles?” Sirius raised his eyebrow and I couldn’t help but grin at him. I missed this. I missed his voice. I missed him.
“You don’t find them cool?” I laughed.
“No.” Sirius said with such a stern face that I just had to laugh.
I reached out for my single only for my hand to touch Sirius and I felt all the emotions I felt for him bubbling to the surface again. Sirius looked at me shocked; clearly he had felt something too. I felt the air grow uneasy.
“I need the toilet.” I mumbled, finding an excuse to get up.
“Really? Uhm, well, I need a drink, yeah!” Sirius got up to follow me.
“The kitchen is the opposite way to the bathroom.”
“Er really?” Sirius mumbled, “Must have forgotten.”
We were both fumbling around; its funny how one simple thing can knock you entirely off course.
Sirius bit his lip, as he looked at me, “Right! Drink!”
“Right! Bathroom.” I said, a little louder than necessary.
Then, as Sirius walked off, mumbling to himself, which sounded like, ‘Snap out of it’ or something along the lines of that, I headed to the bathroom.
I sat on the edge of the bath for a little while, only to lean back and fall into the bath. I lay there for quite a while; about five minutes or so.
That shouldn’t have happened. We’re friends.
We need to push these emotions into a little box or something.
And send them off to that square thing…or was it triangle?
Somehow, my thoughts drifted to Regulus, I still hadn’t opened his gift. It was lying at the bottom of my trunk and I felt bad for it. I gathered whatever motivation I had to move out of the bath. I headed back up my room where I opened the trunk and looked at Regulus unwrapped gift.
Inside there was a note and also a necklace. The necklace was lion, which had a snake captured in its mouth. I opened the note, whatever happens, you’ll always have me caught.
I stared at the gift for a moment, before chucking it back into my trunk.
Stupid Regulus, trying to get into my heart again. The present was sweet and I think that the fact that Regulus was sweet was one of the reasons I fell for him so hard.
I wiped the tears that had been stinging my eyes, before tidying myself up and walking back to the party.
As I walked in, I felt Sirius eyes on me, I watched as he strolled over, “Nellie.” Sirius paused for a moment, “Can we talk?”
Why talk when we could do so much more…
Shut up Nellie, you so did not just think that.
“I guess so.” I said simply.
Sirius walked down a corridor and I followed him. When we got to the library, Sirius opened the door. “It’s empty, it’ll do.” He said before he walked in and I followed.
“Soo…” I said, opening the conversation, “You alright?”
“Let’s cut the small talk Nellie.” Sirius snapped and I flinched, Sirius seeing me flinch softened his facial expression, “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to snap.”
“Okay,” I said, weakly.
“So, um, where do I begin?” Sirius fumbled with his words.
“From the beginning is usually the best.” I smiled.
Sirius rolled his eyes jokingly, “So, about what happened, I erm…” Sirius sighed, “…I can’t date you Nellie.”
“I understand.” I sighed, choking back the lump that had formed in my throat.
“No.” Sirius stated calmly, “You don’t understand, Nellie.” Sirius paused for a moment and when I chose to say nothing, he carried on, “It’s not like I don’t want to; I want it more than anything else I’ve ever wanted. It’s not fair. Want to know something?” He asked, with a playful smile on his lips.
“Sure.” In fact though, I think I was a bit scared to what he was about to say.
“Do you know I can’t stop thinking about you? Every single thing replays in my mind. You’ve been on my mind since you called me a fish finger. I manage to connect everything back to you. Food, quills…everything.”
I stood there, with my mouth wide open. This was all too surreal. Am I dreaming? I pinched myself.
“Want to know the reason I dated Cade?” I nodded, “It was to take my mind off you, but I couldn’t. Nobody can replace you.” Sirius sighed, angrily, “I have so much to say, but it’s all useless.”
“It’s because we can’t be together! Can’t you see that?” Sirius started pacing.
“I think I’m getting the picture.”
“You don’t even like me like that do you?” Sirius sighed.
“I’m unsure on how I feel, but if I didn’t like you, I would never have asked you to kiss me.” I replied, as Sirius eyes brightened up for a single moment, “Sirius nobody can replace you in my life. I think about you too, and sometimes I even get these odd feelings…but in my head, I always put them down to indegestion or something, even though I know it’s not.” I sighed, “But, I understand Sirius, Regulus loves me, and neither you nor I can change that and I also understand that because of that we can’t date.” I don’t think I’ve ever said anything this mature in my whole life! “It wouldn’t be fair and I know you love your brother, family comes first right? Plus, I would never hurt Regulus on purpose.” Except for when he annoys me. “It’s fine, but Sirius, we can still be friends right?”
“I don’t know if it’s possible.” Sirius replied, honestly.
“Then we’ll make it possible.” I reasoned, but Sirius was shaking his head.
“It’ll be too hard.”
“Please Sirius.” I pulled my best catty cat face.
“Okay Nellie. We’ll try.” Sirius smiled, as he finally stopped pacing.
“I just need to do this.” I said, as my emotions took over again, I stepped towards Sirius and placed my lips upon his. I don’t know why I did it, but I did. His lips were smooth and soft and for a moment I didn’t care about anything but him. I could feel Sirius relax to my touch, I could almost feel he was about to respond, but then I pulled away. “I wanted something to remember these feelings by. Now we’re friends.”
“I don’t think so.” Sirius grinned, before his lips came falling down on mine. The kiss was needy, desperate and full of passion. Sirius wrapped his arm around my waist to deepen the kiss as his other hand played with my hair. The kiss was perfect because I could feel everything; the emotion we held for each other. It all just made perfect sense. Sirius pulled away; both of us breathless. We both stared at each other for a moment, “Now we’re friends.” Sirius said smiling, but there was a hint of sadness in his tone as he dropped his hand from my waist and took a few steps away.
“So Nellie, back to the party we go?” Sirius asked.
“There might be some food left you know, not enough for over seven meals, but still they’ll be food.”
I glared playfully, “oh Sirius, go and kiss a brick!” I laughed, before I jokingly began stomping towards the party.
“Kiss a brick?” Sirius shrugged before he caught me up and walked with me back to the party.
“Yay, you’re back it’s almost New Year.” James commented, as all of them were watching the clock go by slowly. I smiled at Izzie, before she raised her eyebrow.
“Get your New Years kiss before midnight then?” Izzie whispered in my ear as she grinned wickedly.
“How did you know?”
“Your hair is sticking up more than normal.” She winked, before walking off.
I could kill that girl sometimes.
She should go and kiss a brick too.
Then the clocked fell on Midnight and it began to chime.
“Happy New Year Nellie.” Sirius smiled.
“Happy New Year Sirius.” I grinned back.
Okay, maybe I don’t like him, just a tiny bit. I think it’s a whole lot more.
…To Be Continued
Next time on The World, Biscuits And Sirius Black According To Nellie O’Neill.
“So we’re spying on them because?” I asked.
James rolled his eyes, “Just because.”
“But there is got to be a reason.” I shrugged.
“Don’t you want to know what happens?” Sirius asked.
“Unlike boys, we girls have this thing where we tell each other everything.” I rolled my eyes.
“Everything?” Peter question.
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