Saiph

Cheater, Cheater

"Lastly, a couple of schools will be joining ours this year to take place in the Triwizard tournament." Dumbeldore announces. The crowd errupts in conversation as I sit in the back of the room with my Ilvermorny classmates. Noone had noticed I'd been gone it seemed and Ishruged at the thought. I was able to mail my letter to John before the ceremony.

"Ms. Siaph Black." I hear my name announced. I walk into the doors and see four seperate rows. Each sporting their own color I give my friends a wave and smile.

I see Snape and give him a friendly wave and smile and he just smiles at me before returning to his stone cold expression.

"Ah, another Black. I see you take after your Uncle. You're mother's kindess radiates from you.. GRYFFINDOR." I smile and take a seat next to the twins and notice a boy glaring at me from the green table.

I nudge George and point to the bleach blonde boy who'd continued glaring at me. "Who's that?"

"Draco Malfoy. Nasty lot the Slytherins. They're the ones in green." George tells me. I nod and decide to glare back. He blushes and turns his head. Good on him.

The feast occured quickly and we are lead to the common room. I get to share a room with Hermione and Ginny. I was estatic to find out they'd done it special for us.

"So.. Charlie?" Ginny asks taking a seat next to me.

I groan,"You're brothers just did this you know."

She giggles as we get dressed I hear a tapping on the window. Felicity flies in urgently dropping two letters in front of me. Confused Itake them from her and read the first:

Siaph,

I'm so sorry. I'm sorry. So, so, sorry. It was a moment of weakness. I understand if you don't want to forgive me. I wouldn't. We were drunk and I'm just so sorry.

Wendy

Confusion setting on my face with furrowed eyebrows I set it to the side and open the second letter.

Saiph,

I'm sorry we didn't talk before you left. Actually I've just come to terms with the fact that you're gone. I've thought about it and I no longer want this relationship. I can't handle the distance. I think it was over before it started, neither of us wanting to admit it. Also, not that it matters now but Wendy and I had sex. I want her to be in a relationship with me but she can't stop thinnking of you. If you could let her know your feelings I'd appreciate it. I'm sorry it took so long. I hope you find happiness and whatever you're searching for.

John

My mouth drops at the letter. I feel Ginny and Hermione coming next to me and I feel tears begining to form. Granted I wasn't on the best terms with John I didn't expect him to sleep with my best friend. How would Iface them now? I hand them the letters adn walk out of the room and flop on the couch in front of the fire next to George and Fred.

"You okay, Black?" George asks.

I shake my head, keeping my gaze on the fire.

"Wanna talk?" Fred asks.

"Not much to say. My boyfriend fucked my best friend, while I'm here smitten over the mere thought of your brother." I say with an expressionless face.

Both boys share a glance before staring in the fire with me. Maybe the fire had some answers I didn't.

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Charlie,

I need to be honest with you/myself. I think there's some connection between us and you feel it too. I might be reaching at this point, but I can't help but write it down. Before coming here, I had a boyfriend. Well, he just wrote me telling me he'd slept with my best friend. I'm not sure why I included all of that but it's what ended my previous relationship. Granted, I'm not ready to move on just yet, if you feel something of what I'm saying I'd love to get to know you better. I hope you're well and hope to see you soon.

Siaph

I wrote the letter last night and showed it to Hermione and Ginny. They look it over and gush with happiness. I smile shyly and look away. They stay up with me for awhile and listen to my story of John and Wendy who seemed to be further away than they'd ever had. They listened to my summer with Uncle Sirius and Hermione tells me she'll help me find information on my family.

The next morning walking to breakfast I bump into the blonde boy.

"So you're a blood traitor?" he sneers.

"Excuse me?" I say confused.

"Friends with the mudbloods and the loser Weasleys. Our great grandmother would be rolling in her grave." he says smugly to me.

I raise an eyebrow to him and shrug walking away, leaving him stunned. I honestly could care less. If only he knew how good of friends with the Weasleys I wanted to be.

"Today students from Durmstrang and Beauxbatons will join us. You're head of house will pass out your time tables adn we expect all for dinner." Albus says before breakfast appears.

A flock of owls appears and Istare in awe. Apparently, this was normal for them. I guess my owl had gotten lost in the time difference. Harry tells me Hedwig returned and was in the Owlry with Felicity. I nod and eat breakfast and realize I have the same times table as the twins. Fabulous.

I pay no mind to the blonde boy as I'm pulled off into Potions with the twins. They tell me its with Slytherin and Snape is the head of thier house and class.

Snape slams the door as he enters.

"As normal, put your wands away. Who can tell me anything about the Amortentia potion?" Snape says looking at me. I raise an eyebrow and he gestures for me to continue.

"It's a love potion. You smell the familiar smells so to say, of the desired one in your soul." I say best trying to describe it. I've done this last year so I was vaguely familiar.

"Ten points to Gryffindor." He smiles down at me. Fred and George's mouths open and close quickly as Snape begins the lecture portion of the class.

We all quickly get to work and I think mine had turned out rather well from the compliments Snape had given me.

"I want each of you to smell your potions and tell us what you smell from your cauldron." Snape says.

It went around the classroom and it was my turn as I lean toward my cauldron smelling. I was overcome with the smell of smoke, Spices, and the earth after a fresh spring rain. I blush recognizing the smell as I tell the class.

We went up to Snape's example to compare what we had smelled and again I'm hit with a frieght train of the the smell of Charlie Weasley. I blush as I take my seat and notice some of my classmates had looked disappointed.

Snape complimented me as I left and I went on feeling good that day.