Gryffravenhufflerin's Fanfiction::Song Fics

[lillian]

Well over the past week or so I've been writing tons of fiction! Most of it from fellow characters around the site. (You guys inspire me so.) And HPFF is taking way to long in accepting chapters, and I'm getting impacient! So here's one, for your reading pleasure. I felt pity for Petunia, so I went about my way to put her in Hogwarts. It takes place in the Marauder's 7th Year. Petunia's 6th.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, nor did I write the lyrics. The lyrics are from the song "I'm Not That Girl" from the musical, Wicked.

I’M NOT THAT GIRL
BY: GRYFFRAVENHUFFLERIN

Petunia Evans’ favorite class had always been Charms. What wasn’t there to like about it? It was, in a sense, ‘girly’, her Head of House taught it, but best of all she shared the lesson with the Gryffindors.

Ok, so the main Gryffindor was James Potter...but could anyone blame her? She had been smitten with James Potter since her first year. She still remembered their encounter. It was a Quidditch game, Gryffindor VS Slytherin, and he had made an amazing save. The Quaffle was heading towards the Ravenclaw stands, it would have hit her both her and Ellen. But James had saved it. But best of all, he winked at her! Ever since then her heart was taken.

She had an amazing talent in Charms. Flitwick had recommended she move up a year, and so she had. So here she was, a sixth year doing N.E.W.T. level Charms with the seventh year Gryffindors.

Hands touch, eyes meet
Sudden silence, sudden heat
Hearts leap in a giddy whirl
He could be that boy
But I'm not that girl

But he had a girlfriend. Petunia knew that, but she still daydreamed. Mostly, in History of Magic, since there was nothing to do there, but they would all come to her whenever she saw him. She and James would always be together in them. He would sit down next to her at the Ravenclaw table in the Great Hall during breakfast and lunches. He would wrap his arm around her and never leave. All others would stare, not able to believe what they saw. Petunia would smile at the jealous faces of his fan girls. She had won him. He would walk her to class, and leave her at the doorway with a gentle kiss lingering on her lips...But then the damn bell would ring and she would be thrown out into the harsh reality. She would shake her head and sigh. It’s never gonna happen.

Don't dream too far
Don't lose sight of who you are
Don't remember that rush of joy
He could be that boy
I'm not that girl

Ev'ry so often we long to steal
To the land of what-might-have-been
But that doesn't soften the ache we feel
When reality sets back in

Petunia’s heart would break every time she saw him with his girlfriend. He didn’t love her, Petunia. His girlfriend’s smile could make anyone go weak at the knees. She had a great figure. She had everything. Perfect hair, perfect smile, perfect grades and to top it all off, she was popular. Her parents adored her, she was Prefect for two years and now she was Head Girl. But Petunia was a joke. She was too skinny and too tall. Her hair was so dark it looked black, it was too straight, and stringy...not to mention long...too long. Lily’s was a beautiful shade of red, at a perfect length and at least hers had a gentle curl to it.

Blithe smile, lithe limb
She who's winsome, she wins him
Red hair with a gentle curl
That's the girl he chose
And Heaven knows
I'm not that girl

She turned around in James’s direction. He was jotting down whatever came from Flitwick’s mouth. She studied him for a few seconds, his hair was as messy as every. His lips were curved slightly in a faint smile. His hazel eyes were so striking and stunning. Petunia’s own eyes widened in alarm. His lips were curved in a smile. He was smiling at her! He rolled his eyes at the professor and made faces at Flitwick when he wasn’t looking. Petunia seemed to have lost the will to move. Smile you twit! She felt her lips move in a smile. He flashed her a grin before returning to his notes. She flushed a bit and began to scribble furiously as well.

“Mr. Potter would you care to demonstrate?” She turned in his direction. James smiled warmly back at his professor. Petunia’s heart fluttered. She was lost in his smile once more. Back to a moonlit ride over the lake. She was on his Cleansweep Two, holding on to him. He was whispering sweet words, confessing his love to her. It was so romantic, so perfect.

“Class dismissed!” Petunia looked up and around her. Everyone was up and filing out the door. Oh no! Had she been drooling? She brought her hand to her chin...all clean. She breathed a sigh of relief and made her way out the door.

“Oi! Prongs!” His nickname. That was Sirius’s voice. She turned towards the right of the doorway. James was standing beside Remus, Peter and Sirius were approaching the two. His group of friends. They called themselves the Marauders. James was Prongs, Sirius was Padfoot, Remus was Moony and Peter was Wormtail. Silly names really...

They were laughing, Sirius must have made a joke. All four of the boys burst into laughter. James caught her eye and winked. She felt faint, but held strong.

“Oh James!” Petunia’s smile slid off her face. She knew that sing-song voice Sure enough it was Lily who approached the four. It was Lily whom James had his arm around. It was Lily who’s lips James were pressing against.

Don't wish, don't start
Wishing only wounds the heart
I wasn't born for the rose and the pearl
There's a girl I know
He loves her so

Petunia turned away, biting her lip. I’m not that girl.


Feel free to express your like and/or hate for it.

[Bellatrix Black]

You didn't add it! I told you to add the other one!

Anyways good job. I'm sure James will hate it. Seeing as he hated that one other story. You should do one for 'Popular'!

[bookworm10812]

How can I do one for Popular? There's no one on here who has that kind of relationship with one another!

And I can't add the other one. I need permission first! But once I get, if I get it, It'll go up. Patience sis.

[bookworm10812]

Ok. I finally got the permission. So here it is, Sis and Steph. A story dedicated to the two of you. I hope I did your characters justice.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, or lyrics. The lyrics are from the song "Lips of an Angel" by Hinder.

LIPS OF AN ANGEL
BY: GRYFFRAVENHUFFLERIN

It was getting dark, clouds thundered around them. Severus Snape sat in an armchair next to the crackling fire. His cold, black eyes stared into the fire. He was not someone whom you would expect to fall in love. He wasn’t the man you would see out and about with his fiancé. But as hard as it was to believe, Severus Snape was engaged. His soon to be wife was a pureblood. Her name was Altaire Merch, she was a dark-haired, brown eyed beauty. She understood him, and accepted him for who he was. But he still couldn’t forget his first love. Bellatrix Black. She was the reason why he sat here, so deep in thought.

He and Bellatrix had broken up long ago. She was the first to have come into his life, and she had come so willingly. It had surprised him at first. She had been upset over her break up with Rodolphus. He was going out with some 5th year slut. Bella had found out and dumped him. She claimed it was nothing, just a low blow to her pride.

They had met in the trophy room one night. She got him to change his mind about joining the Death Eaters. She seduced him, before he knew it he was kissing her hungrily, pushing her against a wall. He had lost all self control. His secret feelings for her rose to the surface. They made love under the moonlight shining in through the windows.

He smiled darkly before drinking the liquid in his cup. He could still remember that night so clearly at times. It seemed like a dream now, it had never happened, but Severus knew it had. He would still dream of her dark curls, while her vivid eyes stared back at him through the fire.

The whole school had been in a flurry once their secret had come out. It seemed she suffered the most. Her pureblood friends frowned upon the new couple, but she held her head high. How he had admired her bravery. He got into a fight with his sister, Terry. Terry broke all contact with her best friend and brother for a few months. But in the end they pardoned each other.

Then, out of the blue, Rodolphus and Bellatrix were back together. Without so much a mention of it to Severus. His sister committed suicide after her own boyfriend was killed by a group of vampires he thought his friends. He left Hogwarts and joined the Death Eater ranks officially. Bellatrix and Rodolphus got married not too long afterwards. It had been a quiet ceremony, he hadn’t been invited.

He wished her luck and happiness. Maybe those words had been a curse. From what he had heard, their life wasn’t as happy as she would have wanted. He was never home, she was alone. Severus couldn’t help but smile. He had warned her...and she hadn’t listened.

He brought the glass to his lips and tipped his head back as he drank the liquid in one gulp. Looking towards the fire he saw her smiling face once more. He took the glass and threw it at the fire. It smashed against the hearth just as the doorbell rang. He straightened his robes and walked towards the door.

He wanted nothing more but to reach out and touch her face, to feel her cheek. It had to be a dream. Yet here she was, her eyes as dark as ever. Her curls still the same, her lips as rosy as the night they had shared together. But she was different. Her face no longer showed the fire in her. Was it even in her? Had Rodolphus managed to extinguish that? There was longing etched in her face, along with...fear?

“Severus” Her breath got caught in his throat. He merely nodded, unsure of what to say. He had loved her at a time, still loved her, he believed. Why was it so bloody difficult to say anything? Her eyes closed, startling him once more when they opened as they shone with tears.

Honey why you calling me so late?
It's kinda hard to talk right now.
Honey why are you crying? Is everything okay?
I gotta whisper 'cause I can't be too loud

“Come inside,” He hadn’t meant to sound so cold. It was in his nature now. He stepped back to let her in, taking her cloak from her and hanging it beside the door. She followed him to the fireplace where he sat her down and poured her a drink. She accepted it, but didn’t drink from it. He noticed her cold hands were shivering. She wore no wedding ring, had they divorced?

“Severus” He closed his eyes briefly, nodding for her to continue. Her voice brought back so many memories. “I’ve heard your engaged.” She continued softly. Her voice shook slightly. “I-I’m sure you’ve heard about Rodolphus and I...”

“I can’t say I have,” He said curtly. His words seemed to have stung her somehow. How he wanted to reach out to her and hold her. To have everything as it had been back at school.

“We,” She paused. “I--Its not like I had hoped.” He wanted nothing more than to rub it in her face. He had told her, had he not? Rodolphus wouldn’t make her happy, he had been right, but he remained silent about the fact. “Who’s the girl?”

It was just like her to change the subject when things went wrong, when she was uncertain of things. Was this why she had ended their relationship? Had she been afraid of a life with him? Afraid to love?

“Her name is Altaire Merch. She’s a pureblood.” That was all he could say. If he went on anymore he would be spilling out his feelings for Bellatrix. ‘Her hair isn’t in curls as yours,’ He would say. ‘And her kiss are nothing like yours. They never make my breath uneven with just a brush.’

“Never heard of her,” His lips curled into a smile. There was a jealous tone to her voice. So she felt the same way. She hadn’t given up on him either. She gave him a weak smile. It was more than enough to make him weak the knees. So there was still a hint to the old Bellatrix in her.

A few seconds seemed to take an eternity. Severus never moved. He studied her instead. Her eyes were dark, with anger he supposed. She had never liked rejection. Bellatrix Black had lived on attention back in their schooldays. Her hair still held its amazing color and curls. She had always taken pride in her hair. He would often catch her in front of a mirror fixing it, making sure it had bounce and volume and whatnot. His eyes traveled up and down her body when she stood to walk towards the mantle. She still had her amazing figure. It seemed she had never changed, but she had. Severus reminded himself that she was no longer a Black, but a LeStrange. He shook his head slightly, frowning at himself. He had a fiancé to think about as well.

Well, my girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on
It's really good to hear your voice say my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

He watched her carefully before letting out a sharp breath. "What I would like to know...is what exactly you're doing here, or what you're aiming at. Shouldn't you...be with Rodolphus or something?" He watched as her eyes lit up. So she remembered his words. They were the same exact words he had used the night they got together back at school.

“I should,” Her voice was cautious. It seemed she had been considering this. “But its not like he’s coming home soon.” There was bitterness in her tone. So the rumors were true. “I’ve been thinking...”

“A dangerous thing to do Bellatrix” He said curtly. “If I recall correctly, your thinking is what led to many mistakes on your behalf.” That was uncalled for, and he knew it. Her eyes flared and her cheeks flushed a bit like they used to. Only now, she couldn’t turn to him to protect her. Inside he wanted to take it back, but it was all he could do to keep himself from calling her Bella. The Spanish word for beauty. Her pet name, his name for her and no one else’s.

She shook her head. “I’m not here to fight Severus.” She didn’t meet his eyes. Her gaze was held onto the fire. It angered him so. She could be such a coward!

“What are you doing here then? Seeking shelter?” His voice was hostile. She blinked before looking up into his eyes. She didn’t want to fight, but he did. He had so many questions for her, so many feelings. Like always she had turned away. He wasn’t going without a fight tonight.

He watched her close her eyes once more. He wanted to see into her mind. To read her thoughts. She had learned Legillimence from the Dark Lord, as well as Occlumence. He would see nothing if he tried. She walked over to him, grabbed a hold of his robes and looked up at him. “D-Do you still think of how it used to be?” Her eyes burned into his, searching for the truth.

He averted his gaze elsewhere. It was just like her to make him feel so. Anger one moment, sheepishness the next. It seemed like an eternity till he spoke at last. “Y-Yes.” He surrendered, the white flag was up. He turned towards her, holding her hands in his own. “You?”

“All the time.” She hadn’t hesitated. Her gaze never faltered. Her voice was strong, determined. His old Bella...

“What are you doing here?”

She never once looked down. Her eyes burned into his. “I needed to see you. I need to know if you feel the same.”

His free hand brushed the curls from her face. She was as beautiful as ever. “Does Rodolphus know you’re here?”

She took his hand and pressed it against her cheek. “He doesn’t. But I don’t think he’d give a damn. He’s never home now a days. What about Merch? Is she here?”

He gave her a weak smile. “She’d kill you if she were to find you.” Her eyes showed a flicker of fear. “Never worry Bella dear, she’s in France visiting family. She left this morning.” Bella smiled back at him. He took her hand and brought it to his lips.

It's funny that you're calling me tonight
And, yes, I've dreamt of you too
And does he know you're talking to me
Will it start a fight
No I don't think she has a clue

“Why...?” He managed to croak out. He had to know. He had to know the horrible truth. If he was reading everything correctly then she had never stopped loving him. Just like he had never stopped loving her. She knew what he meant. Why was it taking her so long to answer?

He loved her. After all these years he still loved her. He had never stopped. Couldn’t she see? There was no one like her. No one had her fire, her spirit. No one was bashfully stupid and proud. No one made his breath uneven as she could. No one had that spark in those eyes. No one had lips like hers...

“I-I was afraid.” She turned from him, but still held onto his hand. “I didn’t know what to do. I loved you but I didn’t know what to do...”

His heart broke once again. “Did you doubt my love?” She didn’t look back at him. He took a hold of her chin and moved it so she would face him. “Look at me Bella. Did you doubt my love for you?”

“No,” Her eyes were beginning to water, her voice was barely above a whisper and yet it shook. “I never doubted it. I doubted my own love.” He couldn’t understand. He blinked several times. What was she saying? “I had never loved before. I wasn’t sure if I loved you.”

Anger like he hadn’t know before exploded inside the pit of his stomach. He let go of her hands and turned from her, running his fingers through his own hair. “And yet you loved Rodolphus, right? See how happy he’s made you!” He saw her flinch at his words. He didn’t care. He wanted to hurt her just like she had hurt him back then, and how she was hurting him now.

“I was afraid!” Her eyes were shining with tears and they began to fall. “I didn’t know what to do! Everything was falling apart. Fiyero was dead, Terry was suicidal, and you--you were so distant! Rodolphus kept pestering me, and Mara as well.”

“So this is my fault, is it? Or is it the LeStranges‘?” He looked bout ready to smash something, anything. “This is just like you! Blaming everybody else, hiding behind others!” He remembered Terry’s words against Bella in Transfiguration the day after the fight. He had shot back at his sister, defending Bellatrix. Now he was the one shouting the same words at her.

“I didn’t say that!” Her eyes were cold and angry, tears still streaming down her cheeks. She looked more angry than upset. Not the Bellatrix he knew. It shocked him at first, and angered him the next second. This was Rodolphus’s doing. “What I mean to say is that it was me.”

He looked up at her. Just like that, the anger disappeared. Just like that she was in his arms once more, and he was running a hand through her dark curls. She was crying into him. “It was all my fault Severus” She cried “I broke your heart and my own. I wish I could take it all back. I just want to be with you. I-I love you.”

Well my girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on
It's really good to hear your voice say my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

He got a hold of her shoulders and could only stare down at her. “What did you say?” It was croaked out, and he was blinking, but he had to make sure he had heard correctly.

“I love you.” She was smiling back at him. “I love you Severus, I’ve never stopped.” He lifted her chin and leaned in towards her for a kiss. His lips brushed softly against hers at first, but he slowly deepened it by pulling her close to him. She kissed him back hungrily, his lips muffled a soft moan that escaped from her lips.

It's really good to hear your voice say my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

He allowed the kiss to dissipate. He kept her close to him. She smiled back at him. He cupped his hands around her face and brushed away the remaining tears from her face. Inside a war was raging.

He loved Bella. She loved him, but she was married. He was never one for cheating. He saw how it had broken Bella back in school. She hadn’t loved until she met him. But even then she had still been unsure. He was engaged, engaged to a beautiful girl who loved him. Even if he didn’t love her back.

And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

“We can’t do this Bella,” He whispered at last. Her face showed shock. What was he saying? He wanted her. He wanted her so badly... “You have Rodolphus, and I have Altaire.” It took every ounce of strength in himself to keep from taking it all back. He knew it was for the best.

Slap! She slapped him, hard. He deserved that. He deserved to be losing her love. He deserved that and much more. “You fool.” She pulled away from him. He let her, rubbing his cheek as she walked away towards the door. He saw her grab her cloak and heard the door slam. He heard a frame fall and the glass shatter. He turned towards the window and saw her outline in the streets. He would never see the same Bellatrix ever again.

Honey why you calling me so late?

[alice]

I'm trying to write new stories. One is still in the making (sorry Sam, haven't had much time to finish). Does anyone want to request a song or even a topic or a shipping I could write about? I get inspired by you guys, so tell me. (No, Sam, No H/G )

BTW: I'm tempted to write a London/Sirius...ok with the two of you?

[James 'Prongs' Potter]

LOl, actually Lisette i DID like it Lol. Well... yes. I obviously do prefer Lily and James fics but when something is well written then I do tend to like the story!! I hate harry/ginny but like the origional hp books so there

Nice fic Lillian =] you really are a good writer I shall read lisettes in a minutttte.

[London Kale]

I don't mind if you make one, as long as I'm one of the first to read it!

[bookworm10812]

You will London! I'll make sure you read it first. It has to have your stamp of approval before I can post it anyway.

James, thank you! I'm so glad you like it! I was afraid you'd stop reading it, like that one other fic. But thank you! ^_^

[James 'Prongs' Potter]

Haha, it was only after I posted that I realised that youmplayed lillian, Lisette!

Anyway, I'm postin a one shot I wrote before after my plot bunny wouldnt go away.

[bookworm10812]

Oh James. I play loads of characters now. Check the list....it shows 'em all!

[bookworm10812]

Ok Sammy-Wammy. Drumroll please! I present to you all....Annie Sue! xD

Disclaimer: None of the characters belong to me. The lyrics are from the song by Shania Twain.

I’M GONNA GETCHA GOOD
BY: GRYFFRAVENHUFFLERIN

Annie Sue was just like any other fan girl. She adored the Marauders. All except Peter, but Peter was fat, he wasn’t smart, and he wasn’t as delicious as any of the other Marauders.

Some people called following the Marauders stalking; but they liked it, really! Oh come on! James only ran away because he didn’t want anyone else to know his true feelings for her. I mean, c’mon. He was a popular Quidditch player, and she was...a Hufflepuff. It was social suicide! So of course he had to pretend like he didn’t like her. And Siri-Wiri-Poo! He was head over heels in love with her! He was too afraid to tell her! Rumors say he’s afraid of commitment.

Her day started out the same as any other day. She got up, got dressed, met her best friends in the common room and they all headed down to breakfast! Kristen was in her year, and Lani was a 6th year, but she was getting to Marauder Fan Girl potential. The three would usually talk about Siri-Wiri’s hair. Sometimes they talked about Jamsie-Wamsie-Poo, he and his muscular body, his rock-hard abs and his very squeezable tushy. Or how they hated Creed. Who did she think she was? Remi-Wimi-Poo was hers! Who was she to kiss him?!

Today started out the same, and she almost squealed when Jamesie-Wamsie and Siri-Wiri walked in. The two looked extra delicious today! Wanting to impress the rest of the fan girls, she got up and made her way to the Gryffindor table.

“Siri-Wiri-Poo! Jamsie-Wamsie-Poo!”

She noticed the two boys’ head turn to look at her, briefly, before they started running.

“Run Sirius!” James shouted, almost tripping as he made his way out the hall. “The menace is back!”

She shrugged, she wasn’t in a chasing mood today. She made her way back to the table before saying “They so want me.” All others agreed. I mean, it was true!

It grew quiet for a bit, until Lani began talking about Sirius’s hair. Yes, it did have a nice sheen to it, right? And his eyes! Oh the way they sparkled, it was enough to make anyone melt! Had anyone seen him at the Gryffindor Quidditch practice? Yes! Didn’t he look just utterly delicious with his shirt off? Of course! What kind of a question was that!?

Her mind wandered though. Were was Remi-Wimi-Poo? She hadn’t seen him with Sirius and James. Peter was around, so he might be with her....Her mouth dropped when she saw him walking hand in hand with ugly-whats-her-face-Creed. She let out a low growl.

“What’s wrong?” Kristen asked her, nudging her. Her eyes turned towards the Ravenclaw table and Annie saw her glare as well. Yes, Creed, the devil herself.

“What’s so special about her?” Lani asked making a face. “She’s not even that pretty!”

“She’s not as smart either!” Kristen put in. “The Sorting hat made a mistake.”

“She has to be smart!” Annie protested. Lani and Kristen’s jaws dropped. “Are you kidding?” They asked her.

“Nope!” Their eyes widened once more. “Honestly! Can’t you two see she’s using a love potion on him? That's why he’s so in love with her!”

“Of course!” Lani said, nodding.

“You’re a genius!” Kristen put in.

Annie smiled. “I know!” She flipped her hair back. The Marauders loved that. “Remi’s going to be mine.” And with that she got up and left the Great Hall, leaving the two girls to wonder what Annie would do next.

Don't wantcha for the weekend, don't wantcha for a night
I'm only interested if I can have you for life
I know I sound serious and baby I am
You're a fine piece of real estate, and I'm gonna get me some land
So, don't try to run honey, love can be fun
There's no need to be alone when you find that someone

After wandering to and fro for a while she stepped out to the grounds. She took a look around, people were up and about, kicking a ball, reading by the shade of the trees, lazing around. She grinned as she saw all four Marauders by the lake. Peter had his legs in the lake’s waters. Remus seemed to be reading, James was sitting, chatting aimlessly while Sirius stayed put, on his back, perhaps taking a nap.

The wheels in Annie’s head were turning. She’d get dig a ditch and have them walk on them. No, what if some other loser fell into the ditch? Think Annie! Think! She’d have Prefect girl make a love potion! Yes that was it. She could give them a drink, a water bottle. These days were hot. And if she decorated them with Marauder Fan Girl stickers, they’d never suspect a thing!

But who would she get? James was head over heals in love with Lily. Could she change that? Naw...besides Lily was nice. Sirius was too much of a player. He’d cheat on her! Or leave her! She shuddered at the thought. Peter, well Peter was too short, too fat and not good enough. Remus. It had to be Remi. She’d get him away from whats-her-face’s evil spell. He’d fall head over heals for Annie!

Remus was so kind and sweet. He was such a romantic, and he was just...well The One. Annie just knew it. But right now he was in the clutches of that brunette, big-eyed, pretty voiced, know it all she-monster! And Annie was going to be the hero. He was the damsel-in-distress and it would be she, Annie Sue who would save him!

Annie raced back inside and upstairs to the Library. She quickly managed to find a potion book on love potions, along with the recipe. After scribbling it down she headed downstairs to Slughorn’s student cabinet and then raced back upstairs to the Hufflepuff common room.

“So what are we doing?” Lani asked. Annie shook her head. Poor, young, naive Lani. What would she do without Annie? Or Kirsten?

“We’re going to make a love potion. For Remikins.” Annie answered in low tones. The less people knew, the better. She grinned at their widened eyes. Yes, she was a genius. Why hadn’t the Sorting Hat placed her in Ravenclaw?

I'm gonna getcha while I gotcha in sight
I'm gonna getcha if it takes all night
You can betcha by the time I say "go," you'll never say "no"
I'm gonna getcha, it's a matter of fact
I'm gonna getcha, don'tcha worry 'bout that
You can bet your bottom dollar, in time you're gonna be mine
Just like I should - I'll getcha good

“Ok then...first it says to add butterfly wings...” Annie did so and they ooohh-ed and aahh-ed at the pretty purple color. “Stir in some crushed rose petals....” They did so and were amazed that it smelled like wildflowers. “Now stir counter-clockwise twelve times and add half a cup of jojoba oil.” They did so, but nothing happened. Annie furrowed her brow. “Add nine drops of cinnamon oil to finish it off.” After the last drop was in, the potion simmered, and it changed into a mother-of-pearl color. Fumes swirled about like spirals. Annie smelled apples, sugar quills (watermelon) and a faint book smell, like Remus, after long hours in the library!

“So how are you going to give it to him?” Lani asked. The smile on Annie’s face widened into a grin. “I’ll give it to him in a water bottle of course! C’mon lets find those water bottles with the Marauder Fanclub sticker on them!” The girls nodded eagerly and headed to Kirsten’s trunk. After emptying out half of the water in the bottle, they poured some of the potion into it and were suprised to see it looked clear, as if it was just water.

“Oh here, so he won’t suspect.” Kirsten took the bottle from Annie and tapped her wand on the broken seal, muttering a ‘reparo’. It was fixed, and now Annie could get her man. After hugging each of her friends tightly, she ran outside and grinned at the Marauders. Only Remi-Wimi-Poo wasn’t there!

She ran back inside and upstairs to the Library. Annie’s movements matched those of a lion’s. She walked so stealthily and so quietly, it amazed even herself.

The hot sun beat down on Hogwarts, and most of its students were out on the lawns, relaxing underneath the shade, a few were over by the lake’s water. Annie rolled her eyes at some Slytherins, who were just boggling Bellatrix Black. She was pretty, but she had such a temper! She saw a group of whats-her-face’s friends by the lake’s waters. And the group next to them were none other than the Marauders!

She ran down with the water-bottle in her hand. She spotted Remus on his back, chatting idly with James. “Hey guys!” Her tone was so sweet, and she put on her best ‘oh so innocent’ face.

“What are you doing here?” Annie didn’t see who said that, but she guessed it was Creed. The voice was so accusing. Why was Remi with her?

“Its such a hot day!” Annie continued. She fanned her face, might as well act if she wanted them to believe it. She noticed Sirius and James exchange glances. Creed’s Hufflepuff friend, whispered “She’s acting so normal!” to the Ravenclaw Prefect. Annie beamed.

“Yes. Its quiet hot out,” Remi’s voice were like the tones of a greek god! She noticed the look everyone sent him, especially Sirius. He was so sweet! She wanted to jump him, and hold him forever, but she stood her ground. “Makes you thirsty, right?”

“I fancy a lemonade,” Sirius said. He turned to the group, “Any one wanna go fetch me one?” Annie almost raised her hand, but she didn’t. She saw many roll their eyes at Sirius. “You have legs! Get it yourself!” One called out. Probably Kenny. She hated Sirius.

“You thristy Remus?” Annie asked. In her outstretched hand was the water-bottle. “You can have my water bottle.”

I've already planned it - here's how it's gonna be
I'm gonna love you and - you're gonna fall in love with me
So, don't try to run honey, love can be fun
There's no need to be alone when you find that someone

“Really?” He seemed so surprise. Oh his eyes, how they sparkled! He was just reaching out for it, when Sirius took it so suddenly. Annie felt like screaming! She wanted to kick the bottle out of his hands.

“Marauder Fan Club” He read aloud. “Did you make this?” He asked before letting out a laugh. “Oh James! James look at this! Remember this!”

Annie knew what he was laughing at. The prank in their fourth year. They had spilled ink and tar and feathers on a first year Hufflepuff. Annie took the picture herself. It was perfect, just barely showing the boy, along with Sirius snickering, and James getting yelled at by Professor McGonagall. His sad face was soo cute!

James then took the bottle form him and Peter tried to get a hold of it. It all turned into a sudden ‘hot potato’ game. Everyone took it, finally Sirius got a hold of. He aimed towards Peter and threw it. Peter dodged it, and it landed into the lake’s waters with a ‘plop’. Everyone laughed. Annie felt like crying. She turned from the group and headed back to the common room.

At the stairs, were Kirsten and ‘Lani. They both hugged Annie and lead her inside the castle walls. After all, tomorrow was another day.

Yeah, I'm gonna getcha baby I'm gonna knock on wood
I'm gonna getcha somehow honey yeah, I'm gonna make it good

[abby]

Oh my gosh! I used to love this song! I had completely forgotten about it untill now, I read the title, and I thought 'That seems familiar' It took me a while to remember the tune, but I got it eventually. I'm going to go back and read it, but I just wanted to say that.

EDIT: It's really good! I loved it. Aggie said she feels very special now too! It was great!

[bookworm10812]

Aww thanks you guys! I know...I was just wondering for what to write...then Kenny just poof! popped into my mind. I tried to add as many as possible...Kate's mentioned as well! You didn't see that? I figured I should have both sisters there. ^_^

[abby]

She is? Give me a second...

She is! Don't know how I missed that, I was probably stressing over something or other at the time. Thank you Lisette! I love these stories! xoxoxo

[Sam]

LoL, I love them!! 'specially Annie Sue's!! ... but I already told you this of course!! and Wicked is freaking awesome!!!