Chappie 40: Of
History and Flying Motorcycles
Avia squeezed Emia’s hand as Lily, Emia and Avia entered the Great Hall
for breakfast. Emia seems very nervous about something, Avia noted. Avia knew
better than to press her for the problem, that would
just make it worse. She’s just find out
the problem eventually, she always did.
Emia looked amazing…Avia had spent about an hour carefully curling her
sister’s hair, then applying make-up, and picking out a good outfit (the robes
covered most of the great outfit, but it’s the thought that counts) Now Emia
was getting a bit nervous as people turned to stare in awe (okay, as boys
turned to stare in awe) at this beautiful girl…some didn’t even know who she
was. Most figured out her identity by
the company she was in…Emia Valmont was always around her twin and best friend,
Lily Evans, so it…must be her. But damn,
it didn’t look like her. Emia Valmont
never bothered with her hair…Emia Valmont hardly ever
wore make-up. Emia gave up on her
amazing looks when Sirius broke up with her….that was a well-known fact. It was a pity too, because if Emia kept
trying, she would’ve had a boyfriend the second she got back to her home! But
no, she stopped caring, and got strange looks whenever she passed, because she
really didn’t look like her old self.
Back
to the point. Emia walked into
the Great Hall to appreciative stares from the boys and jealous glares from the
girls. What a life. Only one pair of eyes in the room wasn’t
riveted to the trio…and that was the one pair of eyes she wanted to catch. Sirius had accidentally knocked James’ wand
under the table, and was underneath, slapping people’s legs to try to get
through and grab the blasted wand. He
didn’t notice Emia sit right next to him, scooting into the spot between James
and Sirius. He didn’t notice at all,
until he returned to his seat with a self-satisfied grin and James’ wand. As he looked to the right to give James his
wand, the gorgeous girl next to him made his breath catch in his throat. Then he realized something…those sparkling
eyes…so familiar… he knew this girl.
This girl was his ex-girlfriend.
“Whoa,” Sirius whispered appreciatively.
“Yeah, Avia had a field day,” Emia whispered to the table, blushing
furiously.
“You look…wow…hehe…wow,” Sirius said, his eyes
rather glazed while he giggled like a five-your-old.
I should let Avia do this more
often, Emia laughed. Sirius has the
most hilarious expression on his face right now… And he sure did. Everyone at the Gryffindor table was turning
to look at Sirius, who’s mouth was hanging open in awe
with a goofy smile plastered there. It
was rather funny…okay, really funny.
“Here are your schedules,” said a curt voice behind Emia, Professor
McGonagall. The professor handed the new
fifth years their schedules, and just like last year, Sirius really wasn’t in
any state to read, so he asked Remus what was up for today. “Well, my consistently lazy friend, today
we’ve got Herbology first, then Care of Magical Creatures, and after lunch we
got a snoozefest.”
“Naptime? Oh…you mean History of Magic?”
chimed in Lily, from a couple spots down the table.
“But of course,” said Remus with a smile.
“Let’s get going,” said Avia with a shiver. “It’s rather chilly today, and I want to get
the long walk to the greenhouses over with.”
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Lily and James sat together (of course) near the back of the
classroom. Avia and Remus sat at a table
in front of the couple and Peter went off to sit near the front with his new
girlfriend (Hufflepuff of course) Marjorie.
Emia and Sirius didn’t have much choice, all the other tables were
taken, so they sat together behind Lily and James.
Lily and James were very involved in a conversation of their own,
paying no attention to Emia and Sirius.
Lily leaned in towards James, and whispered in his ear, “Do you think
Emie will give Siri another chance?”
James took her hand, and whispered back, “I hope so. Siri’s crazy about her…he’s lost a lot of
sleep this summer.”
“Then why’d the dumb ass break up with her in the first place?” Lily
whispered back angrily.
“He was scared…Siri can’t handle commitment.”
“Well, that’s just stupid. He
shouldn’t be the one who’s worried…I already know I’ll marry you and DIE…he
shouldn’t be the one with commitment issues,” Lily whispered, her eyes
narrowing, and her cheeks becoming rather red with fury.
“Lil, Sirius isn’t as serious, um, I mean, committed as I am…I know that
if I tried to avoid death by not being with you, I’d be cheating both of us out
of a couple years of bliss. It’s not how
long you live your life; it’s how you live it, honey.”
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Their first two classes consisted mainly of a quick review of the
previous year, so at lunch, their brains weren’t too terribly taxed. They quietly ate their fill from the
never-ending sandwich platters, grabbed some pumpkin pasties for the road, and
headed off to History of Magic (naptime).
Lily tried to stay awake and take her usual
unbelievably huge amount of notes, but gave up five minutes in, and fell asleep
leaning on James’ shoulder. They were in desks, but Professor Binns never
really cared if they moved their desks together or not. (Or, well, he never
noticed if they pushed their desks together….the man’s dead for
chrissakes) So Avia was scooted very
close to Remus, and asleep on his shoulder.
The same went for Lily and James…and most of the class. Emia and Sirius were still uncomfortably
awake, because Emia desperately wanted to fall asleep, but the desks were so
uncomfortable….and wooden. And Sirius’
shoulder kept beckoning her closer, and just when she was about to give up the
fight and fall asleep, she remembered that she wasn’t supposed to be flirting
with him, her ex-boyfriend. Damn it!
Then the whole process would start all over again. Sirius wasn’t really paying attention. He was off in his own world, thinking about
the fun things he would do with Emia, like go on cruises to
“Mister Bladdle!” cried an impatient male voice, starting Sirius out of
the wonderful dream he was having about he and Emia. “Bloody hell,” he muttered, startled to find
that Binns’ cry had woken up most of the rest of the class as well. Emia had jerked up from his arm, and began to
pretend she had listened attentively the whole class period.
“Mister Bladdle, what was the answer to my question?”
Who the hell is that? None of the
Hufflepuffs have that last name…ah crap.
He’s looking at me. He screwed up
my last name AGAIN….
“That’s Black, sir, and what was the question?”
Professor Binns sighed, and asked again, “Who instigated the Goblin
Rebellion of 1377?”
Sirius looked at Emia with desperation…if he got another question wrong
(he had never gotten a question right in this class), Binns would probably give
him a detention. Emia gave him a
sympathetic look, and shrugged, she didn’t know either. Sirius looked around the class for Lily…she
was awake. Lily turned to look at him,
seeming to understand his plight. She
used sign language to sign the answer to him.
Sirius had a lot of experience with sign language,
that Lily knew. His cousin
Oswald, the Squib, taught it to him when he was about five.
Sirius nodded as she signed the answer to him, and repeated to
Professor Binns, “Rene the Reviled.”
“Very well done, Mister Blackle.”
Sirius rolled his eyes, Professor Binns would never get his name
right. It’s only five bloody letters,
how hard is that?! Oh well…Sirius looked at the clock. A whole hour left…damn it. Sirius noticed that the rest of the
class had gone back to sleep, Emia’s eyes were drooping, so he guided her to
his shoulder again, and fell asleep himself.
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Later that day, the group was winding down in the common room. It was about nine-thirty pm, and most of the
Gryffindor dorm had gone to bed. Avia,
Remmy, Siri, James, Emia and Lily remained.
Peter had gone to “study the stars” in the
The fun-loving group of six was sitting in their usual fashion, Avia
and Remus on the chair, and the other couples taking up the couches. They were playing a game, and in this game
you had to say anything that came to their minds in response to the previous
word that was spoken…and their conversation was rather strange.
James began the game with one of his
favorite words, “Quidditch.” It rotated to Lily from there.
Lily answered quickly, “Death.”
She didn’t mean that she was worried about James’ health, but simply
that James’ Quidditch obsession would be the death of her.
It went to Emia, who responded, “Love.”
Sirius-“Emie.” (Boy would he get teased mercilessly for that!)
Avia- “Routine.”
Remus- “Full moon.”
James- “Prongs.”
Lily- “Fork.”
Emia- “Neptune.” (
Sirius- “Venus.”
Avia- “Aphrodite.”
Remus- “Disco.” (Afros…disco…)
Everyone turned to give him an odd look, and he explained his
reasoning, which made everyone bust out into laughter. Then they continued, but decided to only have
it last about five more minutes, so the girls could get their beauty sleep.
James- “Fever.”
Lily- “Flu.”
Emia- “Powder.”
Sirius- “Goblet.” (He was thinking of Princess Bride, when the
powder was in BOTH goblets…)
Avia- “Pumpkin.”
Remus- “Halloween.”
“Aww, how lame,” Sirius whined.
“Nothing ends on Halloween!”
“Nearly Headless Nick’s life did!” Remus said with a snicker.
“That’s not very nice,” Avia pouted.
“So? Niceness is overrated,” James chimed in, which earned him a
smarting slap on the cheek from Lily.
The girls, rather annoyed with the behavior of the guys, got up to go
to bed. Lily and Avie got up only to be
dragged down again for a good night kiss.
Emia got up and uncomfortably watched her best friends snog their
boyfriends. Sirius looked at her with an
enticing glance. “Ah,” Emia laughed, “No way in hell.”
Emia did agree to give him a hug however, and leaned down to wrap her
arms around his neck, and he pulled her back on the couch, initiating a tickle fight.
“Damn it, Sirius,” she squeaked out in between torrents of
giggles. “Ahhh!!!
Stopppp!!!!!!”
“No, fair lady, not till you admit I’ve won!”
“Never!”
“Deal with the tickling then!”
The other two couples looked on at Emia and Sirius with knowing smiles,
and Lily, James, Remus and Avia decided it was time for bed. After two final good night kisses, the four
walked up to their respective dormitories, leaving Emia and Sirius on the
couch, completely wrapped up in their tickle fight.
“I’m going to win!” said Emia with frustration.
“No you’re not,” said Sirius with a laugh. Emia always got so worked up if something
involved competition. You could race her
to the greenhouses and she would use every muscle she had to get their before
you. Who cares if she hurts herself, as
long as she wins? That’s her mindset, anyway.
“Yes!!! I’m winning!!” Emia said with enthusiasm.
“How can you tell? You’ve only won if somebody gives up!” Sirius said
with another laugh.
“And I’ll make you give up!”
“How?”
“I’ll blackmail you!”
“That’s not fair,” said Sirius with a glint in his eye. He knew as well as she did that Sirius really
didn’t get embarrassed…Siri was well aware that if he could find a town without
one, he could win the “idiot” position, hands down.
“Yes, yes it is! You started it!”
“So?”
The tickle fight went on for at least twenty five minutes like this,
until Sirius finally just let Emia win, because his ribs were beginning to ache
from all the laughing.
“So, now that you’ve won, what do you want as a prize?” Sirius said
seductively.
“Hmm,” said Emia with a glint in her eye, nearing his face. “Not much,” she whispered…. “Just…”
“What is it?” Sirius mumbled into her hair. “You can tell me…”
“I want a flying motorcycle,” said Emia excitedly.
“What?” Sirius asked, confused.
He was SURE she was going to ask for a kiss…damn it all…
“You heard me, I’ve always wanted to fly…but I’m not terribly fond of
brooms, and I’ve always wanted to drive a motorcycle.”
“Are you serious?” Sirius asked with his eyes wide.
“No, you are.” Emia answered with a giggle.
Sirius rolled his eyes, and said, “Because I’ve always wanted one too,
but James said I needed to keep my feet on the ground if I wasn’t flying a
BROOM.”
“Do you always listen to what James tells you?”
“No, I never really do….I only listen to Oswald and my mother, because
my mother is extremely intimidating.”
Emia’s eyes narrowed, and Sirius quickly covered up for his mistake by
saying, “And of course I listen to you, Emia dear. There’s nobody else in the world I’d rather
listen to.”
“Much better.”
“And about this flying motorcycle…if I buy you a motorcycle, and
enchant it for you, what do I get?”
Emia smiled happily, and hugged him, saying, “Well let’s just say,” she
said, giving him a long kiss, “that that’s a preview.”
Sirius’ eyes got glazed over and he began giggling like a five- year old
again. He had to get that motorcycle…and
fast.
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