Siriusly, I'm Sirius!

A Litle Ho-Hums

A/N: I don't even know if this chapter makes even the slightest lick of sense. I wrote it quite late at night and i don't even..sigh. 

Please do forgive for the several typos that are BOUND to lerk about throughout this chapter.

Anyways, happy reading!

"NO! Marlene, do NOT tell Lazar Boot ANYTHING about the plan!" Jazzy protested. "What if he told Black?"

But Marly was insistent. "Jazzers, I think I know my boyfriend well enough to trust him. Lazar wouldn't tell a soul!"

It was a couple days after Operation Destroy Sirius's Reputation had commenced with Remus, and both girls were sitting at the back of the charms classroom, practicing the auguamenti spell. Marlene had managed to fill her goblet almost immediately, but Jazzy was still having some issues. Transfiguration was her strength, not the dreaded charms. And don't even get her started on potions class. That's why this Gryffindor sat beside Lily her royal Highness the potion queen, as frequently as possible in that difficult class.

All of a sudden, Jazzy felt a poke in her side. Ouch.

"What the..." she looked around for the source of the poke. None other than Sirius bloody Black. Great.

"What do you want Black?" Jazzy hissed menacingly, becoming angry at his smirking face.

Black examined his nails haughtily. "Oh, nothing in particular. I just want another favor."

"Well your're sure as...h-e-double hockey sticks not get one!" Jazzy said, glaring. She didn't really like to swear, there was honestly no point in using such foul words and less it was completely necessary. 

"I just want your LOOOOOVVVVEEEE, that's all!" Black said, trying to look innocent.

Jazzy was speechlessly shocked. Black wanted what? She wasn't mean enough to come up with a witty put-down, so she just turned around and continued practicing auguamenti.

"Aww, is little Jazzy-wazzy embarrassed?" Sirius cooed annoyingly, leaning over and pinching her left cheek. "You're so cuuute!"

"Stop it! Or I'll...I'll..."

"You'll what bebz? Stutter at me till I die?"

"No, I'll set my angry hoard of unicorns at you!" Jazzy cried triumphantly. "Now leave me alone Sirius."

And with that Sirius laughed so hard he almost died. This girl was so amusing! It also helped that she was decently cute. Summer was no Moe MacLaggen (the busty blonde he regularly screwed) but she had the cutest chubby cheeks.

"Bebz! Stop ignoring me! Your hurting my fragile feelings!" Sirius cried dramatically, placing a hand over his heart.

"Oh ho-hum Black. Get over it. Please."

"No! I cannot do such a thing as 'Ho-hum'! That would...that would ruin me!" insert fake tragic death here.

Jazzy sighed. She really needed to get this stupid boy off her back. It was breaking with the weight of him! But Marlene beat her to it.

"Black just shove off. You can bug Jazzy later."

"Fine. But you haven't seen the last of me! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

"Thanks Marls. I wasn't sure how to get him to leave without being a complete meanie." The blond confessed.

Marlene sighed, exasperated. Jazzy really was something. "I have to like, teach you how to be mean! You're too nice for our own good!"

"At least getting back at Sirius is a start, right?" Jazzy questioned with a look of evil excitement on her face.

"Yes, yes...I guess it's a start..."

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"And so, the wizards won that battle against the goblins all because of little Johnny Nickelo! Does it make sense now?" asked Lily, her eyes shining.

Jazzy sighed dramatically. Lily had been trying to explain to her the basics of the goblin rebellion of 1725. For Jazzy, it was in one ear, out the other, no matter how hard she tried to listen.

"I guess it does. Thanks Lilypad."

They were both sitting in he Gryffindor common room at a table, working on their history homework at the end of that day after dinner.

Lily looked strangely at Jazzy, then at something across the room. "Uh...Jazzy? Care to explain why Sirius Black is staring at you like your a very delicious looking cake?"

Jazzy glanced across the room, and Sirius was indeed staring at her very intently. He smiled and waved heartily and frantically from across the room like a crazed idiot when he saw Jazzy looking back.

"To be honest Lils, I have no idea." Jazzy tried to get a better look, but her chair just tipped over backwards. This was really no surprise to anyone in the room. Jazzy didn't even blush anymore when she did something clumsy, it just happened often enough. No one even laughed at her, it was such a normal occurrence.

Once Jazzy righted herself, she turned back to Lily. "You were saying?"

"I was just asking if you could tell Potter for me that I absolutely do not want to go out to Hogsmeade with him."

"NO!" cried Jazzy, getting very worked up, and angered. She seemed to just realize what she had sounded like, so she changed her tone. "Er...I mean...I was just going to...powder my nose, SEE YA!" And with this, Jazzy sprung up off her chair and dashed towards the Girl's dormitories, and away from the scene.

Jazzy sighed. She had sprinted into the dorm in which she had spent all her six years at Hogwarts in. The room was circular, with all five of he bed's head's pressed against the wall. There were red and gold hangings draped across each of the beds, and red and gold sheets and comforters, along with one large window at the far end of the room, overlooking the black lake. Jazzy thought this room was simply gorgeous.

She hopped onto her bed, the third on the left, and snuggled into the sheets, thinking about James Potter. Stupid, annoying, ugly, pompous, arrogant toe-rag Potter. Jazzy wanted to think about that idiotic back-stabbing, jerk as least as possible. Yet, sometimes, James did pop into her mind when something reminded her of him. After all, he was her-

"JAZZY!"

"WHAT MARLENE?"

"ME AND REMY-"

"Remy and I Marls."

"WE THOUGHT OF THE BEST WAY TO GET BACK AT BLACK!"

Well Ho-hum. Wasn't this just lovely.