The Oddball
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Ongoing33m
Last published Mon, Jan 12, 2015
I'm the unwanted child of a god and a witch. One of a kind! Sounds awesome right? No. No. NO. Gods hate wizards, wizards hate gods and EVERYONE hates me. My name is Autumn and I've been living at Camp Half-blood my whole life, a social pariah. Well I'm done. I'm going to try my luck at a wizard school. Hogwarts. But there's a new kind of torture there and its name is Sirius Black.
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"Come on! Jump!" a boy's voice shouted, "Jump!" the hand was back, and using the last bit of energy I had I reached for it. A strong, warm grip enveloped mine and I was jerked violently up.For the briefest moment I was flying. My long blond hair flew back and I was sure my eyes must have been wide with shock and adrenaline.
And then I hit a wall. Or at least, that's what it felt like.
My momentum carried me forward through the doorway and, hand still held tightly, I barreled straight into a solid chest, knocking both myself and my savior to the ground.
"Oomph!" unable to move for a moment I struggled to catch my breath. I felt like my brain had been rattled in my skull and for a moment I couldn't think, much less pick my self up. When I finally regained some of my sense I found my self splayed out on top of a boy, my own age, with my head resting on his chest and our hands still clasped tightly.
"Bloody hell.." a voice breathed, sounding shocked and slightly pained. Cringing with embarrassment I lifted my head slowly to meet the eyes of the boy I had unwilling tackled.Storm clouds. That's what his eyes were like. A shade of grey I had never seen in anyone's eyes before, not even the children of Athena. At the moment the eyes were as wide as mine and filled with surprise but as I stared down at him they filled with amusement.
"Bloody hell," he repeated, "that was some entrance."
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(Basically a Marauder Era Sirius Black/OC fanfic. Also deals with Voldemort and the war so read, review and I hope you enjoy!_
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"You know I'm not a man of many wise words Chloe Potter." Said the boy, who I have always thought as rather dim "and I don't care who you are, or who you're related to..." "Ugh, where exactly are you going with this?" I rolled my eyes, looking into the amber flames of the fire that set homely and warm light around the room. The way the light danced across the walls made it seem as though the two of us were not alone. "The same way we've been trying to go for about two years" He said "come on, you can't really be that blind can you?" I paused, no idea what an earth he was talking about. I didn't reply to him, I just sat there. Refusing to talk to him, to give into what he was saying. He caught on and continued, as though my response wouldn't have mattered anyway. "You don't see the way he looks at you." I scoffed and tore my eyes away from the fireplace "and how exactly does he look at me, may I ask?" There was a sickening silence falling around the room as he sat in deep thought for a while. He joined me on the sofa and stared into the flames I had found comfort in looking into only seconds before. It was a small while before he spoke again and the words lingered around my head for an even longer time. It may not have even been what he had said, or even whether it was the truth. It was just the simplicity of it that made me want to hear more. "Like you're a wild fire and he's just desperate to burn." ---- *I do not own the Harry Potter series. *All characters and story lines belong to J.K Rowling (Besides Chloe, who is my own character) *this is set in the 4th year.
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