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A/N Here goes. I hope you liek it!


Forbidden. That’s what it tasted like. Ayra’s mind was screaming at her….

What are you doing? Are you absolutely out of your mind…
Ayra considered not listening to her senses…

Bloody Hell, he is a good kisser…

But she knew it was wrong….

Ayra pushed him away, and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand with a disgusted motion. “I told you once Black, I shouldn’t have to say it again, ENEMIES DON’T KISS!” she yelled in his face. Ayra poked her finger into his chest and mocked him, “Or are you a eeeeency weenie toddler who has to have everything said twice to him?”

Sirius smirked at her and grabbed her arms roughly and pushed her against the wall, crushing his mouth to hers again. The Forbidden feeling washed over Ayra again. She wasn’t sure if she could cope with it, she turned her head away.

“You want it just as much as I do, Woods.” He said.

Ayra looked at him angrily. “Let go of me Black. Now.”

Sirius pushed her further against the wall. “Now normally, I’m not violent, but you know its for your own good. Develop your taste darling.” He finished, leaning in for the kill again.

And Ayra did the only thing that a girl in her own situation could do. She kneed him, right where the sun just…well, doesn’t shine.

Sirius gasped in pain, releasing her to protect his goods. “What was that for you witch?!?”

Ayra smirked and turned on her heel. “Next time you want something, just ask!” she called over her shoulder and twittled her fingers. “Tootles!” and disappeared into the shadows.

Sirius growled, and straightened himself against the wall…”But we just did!” he whispered.

“She’s The One Padfoot.” James said adamantly.

Sirius just stared at the wall across from him.

“Like, really. The One.” He added for emphasis.

Sirius kept staring blankly at the wall, trying to ignore his friends comments, eyes empty..

Remus sighed from his bed. “Just leave him be James. I’m sure that he doesn’t want to be bothered right now. Poor tykes frustrated.”

Sirius turned over and put his head on his maroon pillow and sighed. “I just don’t get it. It’s like she’s sending mixed signals or something. It makes no sense to me.”

James smiled sympathetically at his friend. “I know how you feel. Lily was the same way for 6 years…I didn’t understand her, still don’t.”

“Not helping…” Sirius groaned.

Remus shot a glare at James. “Shut up!” he mouthed.

James rolled his eyes. “Why should I?” he mouthed back.

Remus, frustrated, mouthed, “ You’re Not making him feel any better, so just quit!”

James looked at Remus, confused. “What?”

Remus repeated himself.

The look of confusion on James face grew darker. “What?” he mouthed again.

Remus threw his hands up in the air. “Forget it!” he mouthed back, putting exaggerations on the words.

James was utterly confused. “WHAT?” he mouthed…again.

“James, just do what Moony told you and quit, because you aren’t making me feel any better, like Moony said, and forget it, like Moony told you to do in the first place.” Sirius said, his voice muffled in the pillow.

Remus looked astonished. He mouthed to James, “How does he know these things?” James shrugged, a look of astonishment on his face. “I don’t know!”

Sirius laughed and sat up. “ I’m just good like that Moony, and that should answer your reply Prongs.” He threw a pillow at Remus and yelled. “PILLOW FIGHT!”

Remus threw the pillow of his face in mock anger. “Oh no you didn’t!” he yelled at Sirius.

Sirius smirked. “Oh yes I did.” He said picking up another pillow and threw it at James.

James sputtered as the pillow erupted in his face, showering the room with feathers. He put on a face worthy of an Oscar. “You shall die then! And I will get the fair lady in the end!” he said, feathers in his hair, thrusting his hand into the sky, holding an imaginary sword in the other.

“Dude. Prongs. You look like a chicken.” Sirius laughed and ducked behind the bed as James charged at him.

Now these weren’t the normal, pretty, feather flying beautiful pillow fights seen on television. This was a full blown, last man standing type of fight. The feathers were quickly beaten into the ends of the pillows, and they were being slugged around like quiditch clubs.

“Oi Moony! Catch!” Sirius threw the pillow at Remus with all his might, and the pillow burst in his hands, covering Remus too with feathers.

Sirius threw his fist into the air triumphantly with a grin and ran into the common room, pillow in hand. By the time that the other two boys had gotten down to the common room, Sirius had built himself a fort of couch cushions and was surrounded by ready pillows.

“Bring it on you chickens!” he shouted to James and Remus who were looking at him from the stairs. Remus looked at James, and James looked at Remus. The two launched themselves down the stairs. Instantly, countless pillows began beating them mercilessly. Sirius conjured himself a butter beer and reclined on his fort, watching his friends struggle against the pillows, laughing as they could find no escape from the merciless clouds of feathers. Sirius took a sip of his butter beer.

Meanwhile, in the land of flying feathers….

“Oi moony! This is NOT good!” James shouted, trying to find a way out of the mess.

Remus shouted back. “How do we get out of here?”

James pouted. “I don’t know!”

Remus laughed as a feather began tickling him. “I don’t either!” he said between laughs.

James’ face brightened. “Oi moony! You are a wizard you know?”

Remus looked at James with a “duh” look plastered on his face, which James would have found extremely funny, if he could have seen him through the Great Wall of Feathers. “No kidding Prongs.”

James looked around thoughtfully at the attacking feathers. “You do know how to do spells right?”

Remus laughed at his stupidity and pulled out his wand and whispered. “Impedimenta y Hoaxus!” the feathers stopped to let James and Remus out of the storm. They looked back at the swirling cloud and snuck up behind Sirius. Remus, using wordless magic, pointed his wand to the cloud and shouted in his head with all his might. Wingadium Leviosa!
The cloud began moving slowly, almost like a ghost, toward Sirius…..who was not even aware.

James was having a hard time holding in his laughter.

Then it happened. The feathers attacked Sirius, and the only words that they heard from him before he was enveloped was... “Bloody He—“

Remus and James doubled over in laughter. Remus pointed to the cloud and swished it around the room, Sirius struggling inside the cloud. “Not funny Moony!” he yelled. Then maniacal laughter came from the cloud, as the feathers mercilessly tickled him. The cloud passed the common room door and kept on its journey until…

“What the hell is this?” a girls voice said, coming from the cloud, laced with laughter.

Remus’ mouth dropped as he hastily brought the cloud down and defected the feathers.

Ayra, Lily and Sirius tumbled from the pile.

“Oi Padfoot.”

“Yea Prongs?”

“You look like a chicken.” James laughed heartily and laughed as he bounded up the stairs, Sirius chasing after him, completely ignoring the two hen like apparitions in the common room.

Remus looked at them apologetically. “Pillow fight.” He explained.

Lily and Ayra laughed.

“That tells us all we need to know. “ Lily said with an understanding look.

Ayra smiled shaking the feathers out of her hair. “Next time you have one, let me know.” She told Remus, her voice still containing a whisper of laughter.

Remus saluted her. “Will do!” and bounded up the stairs to the surrendering sounds of James’ voice.

Ayra picked up a deserted pillow and smiled at Lily…

“No. NO…. Ayra….. Pillow fights do things to you…like…like…” Lily ran out of words and shrieked as Ayra pounced at her, hitting her with a pillow. Lily ran up the stairs, Ayra running after. “Be prepared to lose you insolent brat!” Lily yelled over her shoulder!

Ayra laughed manically. “I think it is you who should be prepared!” and threw the pillow… 

The eight met at the Gryffindor common room for the trip to go to dinner.

“But I don’t want to go to the Great Hall! I'm sooo Sore!” James whined. Lily glared at him. “Don’t even say that you’re sore. Woods beat me purple with one of those damned pillows!” Lily retorted, wincing as she crossed her arms across her chest. Ayra and Sirius smiled sneakily at each other, looking at all their sore friends- kiss forgotten.

Ayra smiled carefully. “I have a solution.: she said, walking over the a phoenix statue on the mantle.

Remus whimpered. “Unless you know a way to get to the kitchens without having to walk more than 10 steps, I don’t think you have a solution.”

Ayra smiled brighter, “Then I do! Come here Remus.” After several failing attempts to move, Ayra rolled her eyes irritably and grabbed Remus’ arm and Kalahan’s at the same time. They both bit back whimpers of pain. Ayra smiled mercilessly and lined them facing the wall. She pulled on the statuette. Everyone’s mouths fell open as a gaping black hole opened up in the wall. Remus was in awe.

“What is that? How did you do that?” he asked curiously.

Ayra grinned secretively. “That’s for me to know and for you all to never find out!” she said pushing them into the hole. Kalahan turned with a frightened look on her face. Ayra smiled sympathetically. “The Kitchens!” she said, and the hole closed up on her friends.

James pounced on Ayra. “WHERE DID THEY GO!?!?!?!” he asked alarmed. “Are you out of your BLOODY MIND?!?” he shouted in her face. Lily was struck in silence, Sirius looked puzzled.

Ayra smiled again. “Why they went to the kitchens of course!.”

She pulled the statuette again and pushed lily and James into the hole together. “The kitchens.” She said. The hole closed again.

She turned to Sirius, and her smile faded somewhat.

“What is that?” he demanded.

“It’s…well, Its like a floo system, but inside the school. There are little phoenix statuettes all around the school, you just have to look. You pull it to the right and turn in to the left, and a hole will open in the wall. You step in, and say where you want to go, and it will take you to the nearest phoenix to the place where you’re going.” She explained reluctantly.

Sirius looked at her suspiciously. “How did you know this was here?”

“I just looked for it. It hints about it in Hogwarts a History. Listen:

The ability to apparate in the Hogwarts Castle is prohibited and impossible. If one where to try, nothing would happen and they would remain in the same place due to the anti-apparition ward set in and around the castle. Though there are other ways similar to apparation (flying like phoenixes) around the school, apparating is not an option.
She quoted. “See? The flying like phoenixes just gives it away.”

Sirius looked at her and smirked. He grabbed her arm, pulling and twisting the statuette and pushed her into the hole that appeared for the 3rd time. “The Slytherin common room.” He said, with his nemesis face on.

Ayra’s mind scrambled for what to do. Just as the hole was closing, she reached out and jerked Sirius in. She glowered at him.

Sirius smirked. “Well this is cozy now isn’t it?”

Ayra just glared as their bodies were pushed together as the sounds of creaking rocks filled their ears, and they were plunged into zigzagging darkness. 

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