The Other Side {Sirius Black}

CHAPTER 4

POV VIVIAN RUE HOLLAND

"Morning everyone." I sit down at the Gryffindor table, in full Quidditch uniform.

"Morning." Sirius, James, Dorcas and Marlene sit down next to me, looking the exact same as I do.

"Ready for your first match as a Chaser?" I ask, looking towards James, who's busy flirting with Lily. "And just give up on asking out Lils." adds Dorcas, sniggering.

"Yes, Vivian. I look forward to my first match as a Chaser." James says, with an annoying smirk on his face. I give him the death glare and I kick him, underneath the table. Everyone starts laughing and I look over to the Slytherin table, only to see Regulus sit alone, in his Slytherin Quidditch uniform.

"Sirius? Maybe you should go sit with your brother and cheer him up again." he nods and walks over.

"Hello, ladies. I thought I might borrow your charming Chaser for a second?" says the Slytherin Quidditch captain, Charles McCain. He's known to have had all the girls from the moment Sirius dumped them. A Sirius Black wannabe, so to say.

"Well, currently, I'm having a conversation with people who I care about. At least, I was, until you rudely interrupted, Charles." I say, already annoyed with his presence.

"McCain, please leave. We've got some dignity. Oh wait, that's probably a word you don't even know." snaps Dorcas.

"Come on, girls. I just want to talk to Vivian for a second." "Don't call me Vivian." "Oh, so I am in your inner circle? Can I call you Vivi?" I feel myself boiling with anger. There's only one person in this universe, who can call me Vivi. And that person is not called Charles McCain.

"Don't. Call. Me. Vivi." I say, intense anger running through my veins.

"Rue, what is happening to your hair?" I turn my face from Charles, after giving him the death glare and raising my middle finger to him, to Dorcas, who gives me a weird look. I feel my hair, hoping to find my black curls that I love so much, only to find completely straight hair.

"What color?" I ask, anxiously. In the corner of my eye, McCain walks away, ashamed of himself.

"Red. The bright red Lily's hair is." James says, looking at me in amusement.

"Rue, I think you're a metamorphmagus." States Remus. Dorcas and Marlene both stand up and they pull me with them, towards Professor McGonagall.

"Oh my-  Ms Holland, what in Merlin's name did you do with your hair?" "Those two say it changed, when I got angry at Slytherin's local dork." I say, annoyed and angry.

"McCain annoyed you?" "Exactly. And I got angry, because he called me Vivi and then my hair changed to this. And now Remus says I'm a metamorphmagus and I want this to be over because I've got a Quidditch match to win." I say. "Well, it already slowly turns back to your natural hair, so that's good for now. But you do need to learn how to control your abilities. But first, are you in any way related to a metamorphmagus?" "My mom is one. But I never showed my abilities and thus everyone thought I didn't inherit the metamorphmagus genes." I explain.

"So you are a metamorphmagus." McGonagall states.

"Seems so." she smiles.

"Can you come to my office, Monday evening, six o' clock? I will then tell you everything I know." I nod and she smiles.

"And now hurry up, you've got a Quidditch match to win." We turn around and sit down next to the others again, while I still see Sirius talking to his little brother.

POV SIRIUS ORION BLACK

"Sirius? Maybe you should go sit with your brother and cheer him up again." I look in the direction Vivi is looking in and I see my little brother, Regulus, sitting at the Slytherin table, all alone, in his Quidditch uniform.