Bellatrix

Untitled Part 16

Yes, get on with it, is what you're thinking.

Get to the part where you kill people, try and explain that away.

Get to the part where you murder people in cold blood and torture them to insanity.

Well, dear reader, I'm getting there.

I promise.

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Seventh Year.

We were all sitting around James' kitchen counter, tearing open our shopping lists from Hogwarts.

"Just the usual." I announced. "Standard book of spells, NEWTS potions, huh, Advanced Astronomy by Corelia Vanderpough, sounds like a stuck up prat. Moony, let me see your badge, I want to see how shiny it is. I bet it's really shiny."

"I didn't get one."

We all turned towards him. "What?"

"Guys, it's not that big of a deal. Professor Dumbledore probably saw all the pranks we were playing and gave it to somebody more responsi-"

"Hey, guys," Prongs started, but we waved him off, searching through Moony's letter, trying to find his badge.

"Guys!"

We turned towards him. "What?" Padfoot asked. "Can't you see we're solving a mystery here?"

He held up a badge. "I think I've already solved it," He said cockily, smirking.

Moony breathed a sigh of relief and reached out for it.

"Jeez Prongs," I laughed. "Why'd you steal it? Scared poor Remus half to death!"

"What?" James raised an eyebrow, smirk falling off his face. "I didn't steal it. It's mine." He grinned again. "Look!"

In tiny print on the back was written, James Potter.

"What?" we all screeched. This was impossible! James Potter, the biggest prat ever, huge troublemaker... had gotten head boy????

"Hey, don't worry, I won't take any points off you guys... or maybe a will..." He smirked slyly, and we all laughed.

Moony's laugh sounded a bit forced. He sat stiffly, hands in his lap.

"Hey guys, let's go get some lunch, I'm starving!" Padfoot said, grinning wildly.

They all traipsed off into the Potter Kitchen... Except me and Moony.

"Moony, what's wrong?" I asked.

"Nothing." He looked anywhere but my eyes.

"Your first mistake- avoiding eye contact." I laughed.

"What was my mistake?" He burst out. "Why aren't I head boy? What head boy qualities does James Potter have that I don't? He's a prat and he is always in detention!" He covered his mouth. "Oh my god I can't believe I just said that."

"Don't worry. He's probably too busy stuffing his face to even notice we're not there."

Remus groaned. "I just don't get it. That was my thing. I was the responsible, smart one, Sirius was the crazy one, James was the troublemaker, Peter was the supporter, and you were-"

"The girl?" I offered, laughing.

"Yeah. Female representation and all that." He flashed a quick grin but it quickly fell off of his face. "But ever since last year, James has been getting really good at all his classes- he got a lot of Outstandings on his Owls and he's been climbing the ladder, and now he's head boy, so what am I anymore?"