Sirius Black's Daughter.

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Do you know what's really annoying? When you have just figured out your fathers innocent, and everybody is always talking about him, and avoiding you like the plague because your his daughter. Right now I'm in the library, studying for a potions exam, because Snape kicked me out of his class for the day today, and next potions class we have one. Fun right? Not.

I'm sitting at a table alone, and everyone is whispering and pointing to me. I can't concentrate, and I look up. "Yes! Sirius Black is my father! Now stop gossiping about me when I'm right here, and go fuck yourself!" I scream at them. The library lady kicks me out of the library, so I wander around the hallway.

It's after dinner and it's quite dark out, so I think I'll pay a visit to my father. I slip out of the castle and pick up a long stick in front of the whomping willow. I shove the stick through the branches, and prod the knot on the tree. The branches freeze. I walk through and quickly go down the passage.

I walk for a while, and then the tunnel rises. I'm in an old shack. It looks like no ones been here in ages. There are layers of dust inches thick on the furnature, and all of the furniture is torn apart. I see a small flicker of a light from upstairs, so I go there.

In a bedroom my father sits on the bed. "Hi dad." I say and plop next to him.

"Hi Ali. Why do you look so bothered?" he asks. I sigh dramatically.

"Well everybody knows me as the daughter of the psychotic killer dude. And worse, Snape's giving an exam that I'm totally unprepared for." I fall backward on the bed so I'm laying on it horizontally.

Dad chuckles, probably at me saying Snape's exam is the worse of the two bad things I told him. "Well, I can teach you to irritate Snape." he smiles micheviously.

I perk up at his words. "How?" I ask eagerly.

"Well first, call him Snivillus. Don't call him anything else. And do anything involving Harry's mom. Like in class when he's being a douche, just yell 'Your just bitter 'cus Lily Potter didn't love you!' or make someone dress like lily, or do so yourself, knock on his door to his chambers and say 'Hey Severus, I decided to love you instead of Potter, but I realized it was a stupid idea.' it will be funny. You'll get multiple detentions, but it's soo worth it." my father told me. I feel a smirk rise to my lips. This is going to be fun.

"That will surely irritate the grease out of his unwashed hair." I nod. Dad's jaw drops.

"He still walks around with his hair so greasy, that you don't think he believes in bathing?!" he squeals. Wow.

"Yeah, but I don't think you should be talkin'" I tell him, looking at his tangled mass of severely greasy hair.

"well this is not a choice. I think you should go to bed, kid. Remember, don't visit too often." he reminds me, and I get up and walk back to the castle, with my new ideas of irritating Snivillus. I think potions is going to be fun.

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"Aliicccee!!" Lizzy whined. I looked sharply at her.

"What do you want?" I ask, and throw a waffle at her. We are sitting at breakfast, discussing our plan.

"I'm not dressing up like som Lily chick" she folds her arms. "And why did you fling this breakfast pastry at me??" she holds up the waffle.

"Because you were irritating me." I say simply. "Now put on the wig!!" I shove a ginger wig on her head. "Hehe you kinda look like Ron's sister, Ginny." at the sound of her name, the second year quickly looked our way.

Ginny scowled. "Yes, because somebody has long red hair they look just like Ginny Weasley. Hahaha." she said dryly.

I shrug. "Now, put the contacts in!" I practically jump on Lizzy.

"BUT I DON'T WANNA DRESS UP LIKE LILY!!" Lizzy shrieks.

I jab one of the contacts into her left eye, and she starts shrieking, like that witch person in that The Wizard of Oz movie that Uncle Moony made me watch. "What is going on here?" a icy monotone asks. I turn my head around, as I'm sitting on Lizzy's stomach.

"Nothing, Professor Snivillus." I give him a wicked grin.

"Where did you hear that wretched nickname!?" Snape demands. I point to Lizzy in her Lily Potter costume.

"Lily told me about it, sir." I say in a sugary-sweet tone and give him an angelic smile.

Snape deeply frowns at me, his obsidian eyes glowing in pure loathing. "Miss Black." He sneered. "Detentions for a month. For being rude to a professor, and for assaulting a fellow classmate." he scowls. I roll my eyes.

"It's not a classmate! It's Lily Potter! Duh!" I give him a 'what have you been smoking?' look. He stalks back to the head table. Oh hell yeah!

"Lizzy! Why didn't you play your role! I'm dissapointed in you!" I shake my head. She motions to me sitting on he stomach, and mouths something that's either 'Cant breathe.' or 'Fluffy Bunnys' but I'm not sure which. "Lizzy! Now is not the time to bring up bunnies!" I shake my head at her. I look back down to her and a blueish color is creeping up to her face. I stand up and she intakes deep breaths of air.

"Alice!! You almost killed me!" Lizzy grabs hold of the red wig and throws it at me. Dang, bitch can hold a grudge.

I shrug and sit down on Ron's lap. "Hello Ron." he looks at me like I'm some kind of leper, carrying a horrible deadly Desiese. "Don't look at me like that." I say, with a frown.

"But you are." he replys. I blow air into his ear, and he completely spazzes out, dropping me on my ass while flailing his arms madly and pushing me.