Rising

Chapter 2

All that Amelia could conclude from her first train ride to Hogwarts in fifth year was this.

Her grandmère and her definitely needed to have a chat. Seeing as her grandmother still looks around thirty-five, or half her actual age, Amelia didn't know how akward that meeting would be.

"Forty." Sirius murmured. "That is a new record Mia."

They were currently sitting in the Great Hall for breakfast before class. Sirius and James had come up with the bright idea of counting the amount of boys who would come up to Amelia.

"Shut up Padfoot." Amelia groaned. "I am going to wear one of those ski masks if another boy comes up to me."

"What's this about ski masks?" Lily Evans, Amelia's best girl friend, asked, sliding into the seat across from Amelia.

"Evans." James greeted with an arrogant smirk. "Looking beautiful as always."

Lily threw him a disgusted look, before turning back to her friend. "Ski masks?"

"Amelia's endless stream of boy toys are requesting her hand." Sirius said in snobbish voice. Clearly he was making some sort of attempt at mocking his mother.

"My grandmother cursed me!" Amelia cried dramatically. Lily sent her a confused look.

"What did she do?"

"She was born a Veela!" Amelia told her. "If she wasn't born-"

"You wouldn't exist genius." Remus commented, sitting to Amelia's left.

"All I want to do is crawl into a shack and howl all night!" Amelia complained. Remus gave her an annoyed look.

"Well then Feather Face-" he began, before being interrupted by a series of choking noises coming from the others. More specifically, James Fleamont Potter and Sirius Orion Black.

"Feather Face?" James laughed.

"Shut it Fleamont." Amelia retaliated.

Amelia spotted a tall Hufflepuff girl striding over to them, with a slight air of confidence. "One to forty, Sirius versus Amelia." she commentated.

Lily rolled her eyes. "You are just as mature as each other."

"I take offense Evans." James said, in mock-hurt. "Hale here has the mind and intellect, not to mention the physical capabilities of a six year old."

"I am the Gryffindor Beater, and have been since second year, I'd have you know." Amelia hit James on the back, a broad grin on her face. "Mr Chaser-Well-I-Cannot-Chase-The-Girl-I-Like."

"I will keep chasing her." James replied dreamily.

"Run Lily, run." Amelia warned. "A wild James is on the loose."

"And he is looking for love!" Peter piped up.

"Merlin Wormtail, where did you learn to apparate inside Hogwarts? From my studies, I had deemed it impossible!" Amelia exclaimed.

"By studies, I think Bird Brain over here is referring to trial and error." Remus remarked smartly.

"Say one more word Moony and I'll make you howl." Amelia teased. "Besides, I don't transform into a bird but a beaked, fire-wielding creature."

"Nice to know." Lily added. "Now, Mia, if I recall correctly-"

"Oh our schedules..." Amelia interrupted. "Didm't we agree that you would collect them?" Lily sent her friend an exasperated look.

"We came to the compromise that we will both get them together, remember?" Lily reminded her. "Bird Brain."

"This is bullying now." Amelia complained, getting up from her seat to join Lily.

"Bullying is what those two do." Lily pointed out. "This is merely friendly banter."

"No, mere friendly banter is what Sirius and James do. Outright bullying is your job." Amelia corrected.

"Severus-" Lily started, before being interrupted by Amelia again.

"Snivellus is a downright greasy-haired twat, who had the nerve to call me a half-breed without even looking at me." Amelia stated. "Anyways, he needs to learn his fractions. Clearly I am a quarter breed. He should learn to look up from his abnormally large nose and listen."

"Firstly Amelia, Sev wasn't being serious. And secondly, stop being so mean! You can be as bad as Sirius and James at times." Lily exclaimed.

"Better a cocky, self-absorbed arsehole then a snivelly-"

"Amelia..."

"Drippy-nosed, Dark Arts obsessed Slytherin." Amelia finished.

"You are impossible."

"Thank you."

They got their schedules off McGonagall in silence. Amelia headed straight for Potions in the dungeon, unusual for her. Usually she stayed away from the dungeons altogether, or hid behind the other Marauders.

Let's just say Slughorn was slightly intrigued by her ancestry. Cut the slightly. He was beyond curious.

"Ah, Miss Hale. Great to see you starting off your O.W.L year bright and early!" Slughorn greeted enthusiastically. "Only you and Severus here have turned up!"

Amelia glowered at Snivellus. He sneered back at her. Even Lily couldn't deny that their hate - loathing even - was not one-sided.

"Where are all your little boyfriends?" Severus asked, sneering proudly once Slughorn had turned back to his array of potions.

"In hell." Amelia replied monotonously. "I thought you knew everything about Veelas Snivellus. Didn't you know that they send their victims to hell?"

"That's where Potter, Black and Co. are now then?"

"Oh no, Sirius, James and Peter are probably off trying to prank somebidy, while Remus will be here in..." Amelia looked down at her wrist, at an apparent fake watch, "three, two, one..."

Remus broke in through the doors panting. Amelia smirked triumphantly, getting up from her temporary seat.

"Moony." she greeted quietly. "I have been waiting two minutes and sixty nine seconds for you, or three minutes nine seconds."

"Birds are weird." Remus remarked.

"Snivellus is worse." Amelia replied. "He thought that you lot were my little boy toys."

"But we all know Finn-" Remus started in a mock-shock voice, before Amelia elbowed him hard in the ribs.

"Where is Lily gone?" Amelia asked curiously. "Did James-?"

"He failed. Again." Remus answered. "Not surprised to be honest."

"They'll end up married, don't you worry." Amelia reassured him, a dreamy look in her eyes. "They will have a little boy, named after me."

"You are a girl." Remus stated plainly.

"Last time I checked. No, it has to have an 'a' in it, for Amelia, a 'h' for Hale..."

"Don't say your full name." Remus begged, fear in his eyes. Amelia smirked.

"Amelia Robinette Rochelle Beaumont-Hale." Amelia recited grandly.

"My name seems so inferior." Remus moaned.

"Shush Moony, they will arrive soon with Evans in tow." Amelia shushed, looking towards the door intently. "Five, four, three, two and a half, two, one and a half, one, zero-"

"We are not late!" James declared. "So that is where you went Amelia!"

"I hardly went off with old Moony, did I?" Amelia joked, making Remus blush red before laughing it off.

"Is this the first potions class you were on time for?" Sirius asked, appearing behind James.

"Probably." Amelia answered with a shrug. "It's easy anyways."

"Seats!" Slughorn called, getting the classes attention.

And so the year started...