When Malia Burke looks at people in the eyes, she hears the name of the person that means the most to them. She's gotten used to having to hear stranger's names everytime she meets someone new. What she didn't expect was looking into someone's eyes...
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Malia was halfway through her essay when Dia waltzed into the room, smiling at whoever looked up at her and 'inconspicuously' covering the side of her neck with her hair.
"Feeling any better, Miss Calippo?" Professor Flitwick asked and Dia sent him a breathtaking grin,
"Much." she assured before taking her seat next to Malia.
"Any good?" the girl asked as she slid over her notes for Dia to copy,
"Borderline mediocre with a couple of unexpected tricks up his sleeve." she whispered back earning herself a smirk,
"Worth a round two?"
"No one ever is." Dia sang quietly and Malia turned to look at her through her eyelashes,
"Apart from me."
"Obviously, sexy." Dia kissed the tip of her nose and they both went back to their work. After a while, Dia's head popped up and she surveyed the room, frowning, "Where's Juno?" she asked and Malia rolled her eyes softly,
"In seventh year classes like he has since the first day of lessons." she responded and Dia's mouth went into an 'o' shape as she remembered,
"I knew that." she said very convincingly, and Malia shook her head, smiling ever so slightly.
"Professor, what can I do for you?" Flitwick called from the front of the classroom and Malia looked to the door. Professor McGonagall was staring directly at her and she internally groaned - which Marauder was she going to have to bail out of trouble now?
"Can Miss Burke come with me please?" the stern lady asked and Malia stood from her seat, sharing a look with Dia before following after the tall Professor, trying to remember where it was she was supposed to say Sirius and James were. She had spent years telling teachers that the four troublemakers had been in her company at the time that a daring prank occurred. They had never been of course but she was an exquisite liar and got them out of punishment every single time. They reached the staircase to Dumbledore's office and Malia looked to Professor McGonagall boredly. The woman registered her stare and looked back at her,
'Elphinstone Urquhart' - presumably her significant other...interesting name.
"Did you hear a name?" McGongall asked and Malia nodded her head unabashedly,
"Has a nice ring to it." she said and the woman frowned, searching her face for any sign of sarcasm. Malia's face remained impassive but she was most definitely being sarcastic. The blessing of a poker face. The teacher and student reached the Headmaster's Office door and Professor McGonagall opened it. Malia was prepared to see four boys sat with their arms crossed and noses in the air as always - they thought it made them seem innocent if they looked disgusted by the mere accusation - so she was rather surprised to see not four boys, but one and not Sirius Black, but Regulus.
"Ahh, Miss Burke, please have a seat." Dumbledore gestured to the chair next to Regulus and smiled at her. Malia did so reluctantly and glanced and Regulus boredly. "Mr Black here claims that he was with you after the Welcome Feast, is this true?" Dumbledore asked and she turned back to him,
"Yes, he was calling my friends slurs. Why do you ask?" she responded and she heard Regulus scoff beside her.
"Did you, Mr Black?" Dumbledore asked and Malia turned to face Regulus again, resting her chin on her hand to appear interested,
"No." Regulus said indignantly and Malia raised her eyebrows,
"You can't remember, Reggie?" she faked surprise and Regulus clenched his jaw, "It was right after you slut-shamed my best friend and just before I spat in your face." she leant forward slightly and he finally faced her wearing a nasty glare. Malia lifted the side of her mouth in a smirk which made Regulus' eyes narrow even further, "Ringing any bells yet?"
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The students were excused from Dumbledore's office and Malia kept her head forward as she walked despite being able to feel Regulus' eyes piercing into the side of her face. She ignored him until he cleared his throat and she rolled her eyes,
"Something bothering you, Black?" she asked, still looking straight ahead and she heard Regulus exhale sharply,
"You snitched on me." he grumbled and Malia looked at him briefly before turning away again,
"Are you that surprised that I don't take kindly to someone calling my best friends disgusting, racist slurs?" she asked him and he huffed beside her, "And I told Dumbledore you were with me so he thinks you're innocent of whatever it was that you definitely had a part in."
"I didn't actually." he mumbled and Malia looked at him again, raising an eyebrow sceptically. "I didn't." Regulus repeated and pulled an immature face, "I wouldn't want to bully a first year."
"How kind of you." Malia drawled sarcastically, "You can relentlessly ridicule innocent muggleborns but an eleven year old is too much of a stretch." she nodded her head and Regulus smirked in amusement,
"You pay attention to who I bully?" he fluttered his eyelashes and Malia breathed a laugh. Regulus stopped briefly, he had never heard her laugh before.
"I'm just so hopelessly in love with you." Malia muttered and stopped walking, standing on her tiptoes and placing her hands on his shoulders. Regulus' lips parted in shock as she neared his face. His eyes flickered down to her lips but just before they came into contact, Malia stopped. She moved her hand from his shoulders down the length of his torso,
"Hey, Black?"
"Yes?" Regulus breathed and Malia smirked, leaning over to whisper in his ear,
"I'm guessing that isn't your wand in your pocket."
Regulus leapt backwards and Malia bit her cheek as not to laugh. She was smirking widely as Regulus went bright red and glared at her. He lifted his finger and pointed it in her face,
"Never speak of this." he warned and Malia bit her lip, still smirking,
