A Dreadful Morning!

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Narcissa had been sound asleep in her bed. She didn't begin to stir till someone in her dorm had drawn the shades letting the sun light filter in. Narcissa rolled over only to roll over too far and fell to the floor wrapped in her sheets and blankets making a loud thump. She really wanted to kill whom every opened the curtain's. Today certainly was not going to be a good day.. It usually took her sometime to adjust to her bed here compared to her bed at home which was much larger than the one's provided at the school."Grrr." Narcissa growled as she attempted to detangle herself from the beds linen. One of the younger students rushed into the room to see what had been going on and what the loud noise was coming from with in. Narcissa had finally detangled herself from the linen's and snapped on the younger girl." It is none of your concern now get out!" Narcissa demanded pushing the girl out the door and slamming it shut. Which probley echoed all threw the common room.

Narcissa turned away from the door only to face the girl whom drew the curtain's. The girl apologized several times but Narcissa had just ignored the girls plea's. She had been in a bad mood now and just wanted to get cleaned up and away from this girl. Narcissa scrimmaged threw her draws getting all her supplies to shower and gathering her school uniform. Soon it would be breakfast time and she needed time to get ready. Grabbing all her supplies she stuck them in a small travel bag and opened her dorm room door and down the hall to the showers. Narcissa always tried to be one of the first one's there since she takes a long time. She always wants to look perfect.

After about being in the bath room for 2 hours Narcissa had finally been ready to start her day. Sure this morning so far was not so good but she hoped that they day would get better.She had to think it would at least. Narcissa walked back into her dorm placing all her things away and placing them back in the right places. Narcissa liked to have her thing organized. Some of her dorm mates say that she is a neat freak. She is one that likes to do things herself. She does not want a grubby house elf touching her belongings if they don't have to. No one else at this time was in the dorm. They had probley headed to breakfast. Narcissa was always one of the first into the ladies showers and the last out. She herself was now satisfied with her appearance and was now ready to head to the great hall.

Grabbing her Slytherin Robe. She placed it on and looked in the mirror to check her appearance once more. She now was good to go. She grabbed her school bag checking over it again to make sure she had everything that she needed. Everything was there. Narcissa headed out the dorm room closing the door behind her and down the spiral stairs that led to the common room. There had still been a few Slytherin's sitting in there talking amongst themselves. It had been no one she really associated with so she herself did not feel the need to stay and headed for the common room door and made her way down the cold dungeon halls. Even with her robes on she shivered slightly. It was always cold down there no matter how hot it was out doors.

Narcissa finally made her way down the hall heading towards The Great Hall. She walked slowly down the deserted hall. Feeling something pass her feet. She thought maybe it had been her cousin trying to prank her but when she looked down she saw a few rats. Narcissa shrieked loudly horrified and disgusted.. She hated vermin. She didn't know why the school allowed them here it was disgusting. Narcissa dropped her bag and took off for the great hall in a flash. Why had a pair of rats been following her? Was it because she smelled of vanilla and sweet honey. She would not be surprised if the whole Great hall had heard her shriek.

Narcissa walked into the Great Hall and took her seat at the Slytherin Table still horrified about the rats. She stills had goose bumps on her arms from seeing those hideous vermin. She had forgotten all about her bag stranded there in the hall .Trying to calm herself from the incident in the hall she poured herself some tea sipping it slowly. The same girl from this morning asked her what was wrong." Leave me alone." Narcissa snapped at the younger student again. She was not in the mood to speak with her at this time. Narcissa then heard word filter around the table that yet again today they would be having classes with Gryffindor. Could my day possibly get anyworse. Now I have to deal with Sirius all day. Narcissa thought ready to smack her head on the table but thought against it she did not want to mess up her beautiful face and hair. A younger student she was not sure of what house drew closer to her as if smelling her. Which highly disgusted her.She pushed the boy away making then run right into someone else at the Slytherin Table.

[Sirius Black]

"What do you mean you're not in love with me anymore Leyla?! What did I do to be dumped like this!!!|"
Sirius had fallen fast into dreamland and to his dismay, it was when Leyla was supposedly breaking up with him, a nightmare in its own. He tossed like mad in bed, strange sounds filling his brain as he fell onto the floor with a loud thud. There was a violent shhh!!, but it wasn't like he could hear it because he was a very heavy sleeper. He could see different people right before his eyes, some laughing, some quiet as could be. His best mate James was standing in the corner, smoking something as he shook his head in disappointment. Leyla slapped Sirius hard against his face, knocking him to the floor as she turned tail and ran down the hallway. Suddenly, Sirius felt himself being thrown into the future where he could see grown-up versions of James and Lily, along with some guy cloaked in a hood. For some odd reason he thought they'd be playing some card game or maybe even parcheezi. He screamed out silently as the man cloaked in black drew his wand on both his friends and then a boy in a crib. He saw the curse rebound on the man and then he fled for his life, unaware he had just saw the future. Unsurprisingly, this hadn't been the first dream he had like this and he knew it wouldn't be the last.

Sirius was woken with a start, coming out of the dream, breaking into a sweat and slamming his head against the ceiling of his fourposter bed. He cursed out loud, only to receive another sshhh!! coming from the bed of a particullarly annoying 6th year that had craters all over his puss ridden face that was thick as leather. Sirius threw something that was pretty heavy towards the boy, knocking him out stone cold. He still didn't know what the dream was about, especially the part where Leyla was supposedly brekaing up with him. That was something that would just end his life because h liked her that much. He searched in the darkness for his wand, the screams of a dying Lily filling his ears. This upset him greatly and he stood up, seeing as how he wasn't able to sleep anyway. He crossed the floor of the boy's dorms to where his dresser sat, right next to the coat rack. He searched through the dark, screaming slightly as his hand came across a rat trap that almost broke his fingers off. He thought it was because of Peter. He was always scurrying about the dorms, especially at night, and getting into everything. He smirked at the thought of Peter coming to Narcissa and freaking her out greatly. He might just slip him the tip once she wasn't looking, have him turn and then scare the living crud out of her. He laughed silently to himself, also thinking he would ofcorse turn into his flea ridden dog formation and pounce all over her. He could just imagine her face.

So here was where he grabbd the things he needed for the day: Boxers, socks, a muscle shirt for the under shirt, his black slacks like all male students wore and then his shades, along with a pair of black dress shoes. He could dress spiffy when he wanted to, for it only drew attention to the gorgeous Gryffindor student. He took the gear into the bathroom, took a 15 minute shower, taking particular interest to his hair and then hopped out, literally. He came to the mirror and sink, washed his face, brushed his teeth, dried his hair with a towel and styled it with alittle gel for added handsomeness. He smiled at the reflection once done and threw the towel in the hamper where it disappeared even before it hit the bottom. He stowed his wand in his robes' pocket and headed out the exit.

He strolled to the portrait hole and exited, immidiately finding some third years eyeing him like crazy. They swooned madly over him and some even blew him kisses. He shooed them away, for his was already taken. Did he need it printed across his forehead? He was sure James would ablidge him later, but now his stomach was rumbling like mad, a sure fire sign he needed food. Sirius and food were inseperable friends, when he wasn't snogging like mad in a broom closet or shagging in the loo with some girl he hadn't even caught her name yet. He thought about how he had been dubbed 'Manwhore' by the Slytherins, mainly Narcissa's little wretch band of hookers who wanted to bed him sure as look at him. He smirked lightly at this thought and strolled into the Great Hall, a look of surprise on his face.

The Great Hall was rather full, more than usual. He scanned the Gryffindor table, noticing it too was fuller than normal. All the tables were just as full, even the Hufflepuffs, which were hardly full, even as a first year. He came across the Great Hall, watching as certain students threw him a very nasty look. He simply threw them a solemn grin, expressing that he simply didn't give a flying frick anyhow. They scuffed to themselves, arms crossed and having the look of a very angry owl with a tick on its back. He was in slight surprise as a boy was shoved into him by none other than his dear little angel of a cousin Narcissa. HAHA! That was a laugh in its own. She was as much an angel as Hades himself. He smirked broadly at this thought and told the boy something rather vulgar: Sit and rotate to be exact. He smiled pleasantly, mainly because the Syltherins hated him as much as he hated them.
"Lo Cissy," he said with a particullary smug attitude since she hated that name worse than him,"do anything, or anyone, fun lately? Well of corse you haven't. No one would want that anyway."
He smirked slightly, knowing she was in cursing distance, but he quickly fixed that and was not in range of wand or fist. He could tell something had her bugged, or rather, rodented. He wondered half heartedly if Peter had read his mind about the animagi form thing, but he doubted it. With as thick-headed as Peter was, he could barely contain his own thoughts, much less those of another person. He silently waited for a reply, smirking gently at the looks his received from the snakes.

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[[ Sorry it took so long hopefually this was good enough]]

Narcissa had not even noticed whom she pushed the younger male student into. She was awake with the horrific morning she had but she was not paying attention to where she pushed the boy. Why was he smelling her in the first place? That was gross.. Narcissa reached over and poured herself some pumpkin juice. She was unsure of what delightful things she wanted for breakfast this morning. Everything was looking very good but she wasn't one to pig out .

Narcissa was knocked out of her thoughts of what she wanted for breakfast when she heard someone say Lo Cissy She hated that name with a passion. Only one person called her that and when he did it made her blood boil. Narcissa always wanted to smack Sirius for calling her that. How dare he call her that in such a public place. It was embarrassing. Her name is not Cissy.. Far from that but he insists on calling her that. Narcissa turned in her seat looking straight at the culprit.

" What did I tell you. Don't call me that." She hissed." Besides, whom and what I am doing is none of your concern now is it? NO! Like I want to know whom your girl toy of the week is." Narcissa spat out. She knew about rumors flying about her cousin. Did he want to destroy their good name? She could actually answer her own question yes. He hated them and they hated him for being a blood traitor. How could he betray them when they use to be so close. It only proves times change and people change. " Besides who could not want me. I am of pure-blood perfection unlike yourself." Narcissa told him. I have no problem getting guys ." Narcissa said.

Narcissa turned in her seat once more seeing the person next to her get a donut. Sure Sirius was not in slapping distance or cursing distance. Seeing the frosted delious donut that was full of fat made her smirk." Give me that." She said snatching it away from the hungry boy. She turned around and chucked it at Sirius hoping that it would hit him. She watched in amusement as the donut went flying in the air towards her dear cousin.

[Sirius Black]

Sirius always had quick reactions, having dodged Lily's slaps many times in his life. He whipped out his wand, stopped the donut before its icing could get on his robes and then charmed it towards his mouth. He took a bite of the side where there wasn't a bite already. Sadly, he spat it out in distaste, watching in amusement as it sunk into a Slytherin's cereal bowl. He then made the donut shoot into the side of some seventh year's face. The gruff Slytherin glared at Sirius with such hatred, but made no motion to get him back for fear of a face full of boils. He would have done it too. He had no fear of older students, especially ones with white donut icing on the side of their faces. He stood there, removing the donut with his wand so he wouldn't taint his hands with the ugly face junk of the Slytherin. The donut bounced in the air, whisping passed several Slytherins faces. Many of them dove under the table and just for craps and giggles, he charmed the pastry after them, laughing in delight as the donut hit them. He charmed the donut back out and made it slam fully in front of Narcissa's abnormally large nose. It was so close if she bent forward just a few centimeters, it would have stained her nose fully with the creamy icing. Sirius smirked and made the donut stick to the wall, out of reach of any of the Slytherins.

"You're always giving me ammo, Cissy. And why shouldn't I call you that? It suits you oh so well."
He said with a violent smirk. He kept his wand out, watching as a few of the Slytherins stood up, Malfoy and his cronies amoung them. The grey eyes of Sirius and Lucius met for a few moments, time stopping just so they could glare at each other. The seventh year scoffed angrily, muttered something to his cronies after glancing at the Staff table, then took his leave along with his troll like friends. Sirius nodded slightly in approval. Malfoy was always a too-bit coward that couldn't fight his own battles. However, this one was between Black cousins, not smug arseholes that was all brains and no brawn. He had a good mind to hex the retreating Slytherin boy, but he decided against it. It wasn't like him to waste his abilitie's on someone who couldn't back up his talk.

Sirius turned back to Narcissa, his eyes glistening in approval as he watched many of the Slytherins sit back down and go back to shoving their faces.
"Yeah that's right Slytherin dogs. Don't want your highly superior ways tainted by the infamous Blood Traitor."
He said to them smugly, a deadly sneer on his face. He simply loved tormenting Slytherins. Hey, it was a bad habit, but an oh so great hobbie. He smirked as he looked at his ''perfect'' cousin. Ever since he had been sorted into Gryffindor and the rest of the Blacks in Slytherin, he had been shunned from the family. He was even blasted off the family tree when he moved in with James.

His eyes flashed in danger like a true Black as she called his girlfriend a play toy. Well, technically she didn't call her one directly, meaning she didn't say, 'your girlfriend is a play toy.' Still, the outcome wouldn't have been any different because his blood boiled like every other member of his so called family. It should in his eyes and his words.
"Who I have for a girlfriend, or what we do is none of your concern Cissy."
He slightly calmed, knowing perfectly the way to get back at her.
"Who dares to ask what you do at night with Malfoy."
He said dangerously to her, spitting Malfoy's name like poison. He had always suspected something going on between them, but he had never really proved that anything was happening between them. He stood a few feet back now, watching her with amusement dancing in his eyes