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Disclaimer I don’t own Harry Potter. Izzie and Nellie are mine.

I don’t own Mars Bars either.

Authors Note This chapter originally was going to be longer, but I’m putting it in the next chapter. My plans are quite flexible. I’m sorry this took so long. This is the longest chapter yet, something to make up for the wait I guess.

Next chapter should be coming out soon; I’m probably going to work on it tomorrow as I get out of college at 12:30. I’m not too sure about this chapter, it builds up the wonderful thing called character relationships, because a thingy going to happen next chapter and I don’t want you to be all like, they wouldn’t do that!

Thanks for all your amazing feedback; it’s always wonderful to hear from you all.

I’ve been working on this for ages, so there are probably a bit of typos.


As always, thoughts and opinions are welcomed.

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“Little young me? I’m as sweet as candy floss.” - Izzie Devereux

Chapter Twelve
Reasons, Snow, Kettles And Me

I sat on a bench not too far from the pub, for a couple of moments; I sat in silence, by myself until someone had to wreck it.

“Listen Nellie-” I heard a voice say but I didn’t want to hear it.

“Save it. I’m not interested in what you have to say Black.” I spat, “Where’s Izzie?” I should have asked where Izzie was before I said I didn’t want to hear what he had to say shouldn’t I? I'll get it right one day.

“She tried following you out, but she fell over. Don’t worry though; Remus is taking care of her.”

I couldn’t help but wonder whether she did that on purpose.

I didn’t want to talk to Sirius anymore, so I got up and started walking around. Sirius followed me though, wherever I went, he went.

“Go away Black.”

“Not until you listen.”

I carried on walking for a couple of moments before Sirius presence really began to annoy me.

“What do you want from me?”

“For you to listen.”

I stopped, “I’m listening.”

“Well, I’m sorry about everything.” Sirius said meekly while looking at his shoes.

“That’s it? I’m going then.” I turned to go, but Sirius grabbed my arm to stop me.

“No wait!” Sirius took a deep breath in as he let go of my arm, “I’m going to start from the beginning but doing so, I’m telling you a Marauder secret okay?”

“Fine.” I sighed heavily.

“Well, you never closed the door did you? We saw you from under James’ invisibility cloak,” James has an invisibility cloak? Wow those are quite rare. “I know it was wrong to watch, but I was like, that girl who we’ve been talking to lately has an odd relationship with my brother and is now breaking up with him. I’m watching you break his heart, but it’s to save him.” Sirius paused, “So I understand, I don’t know why I kicked off earlier, I really don’t…I’m sorry, I had no right to say any of those things to you. I’m sorry I made you cry…I wanted to say sorry then…but I was being a fish finger gone mouldy.” I laughed, “I’m Sirius Black and I usually mess up everything good that goes on in my life.” He bit his lip.

Somehow, I knew Sirius wasn’t letting on about everything. I don’t think he was quite ready to reveal everything yet.

Something just didn’t feel right.

“Sirius,” I began, I took a moment to put my feelings into words, “I want to forgive you.” I really did, “It’s just I can’t.” Sirius looked hurt, “Not yet anyway.” Sirius nodded sadly, I think he understood. “You see Sirius, I can’t force forgiveness. It has to come by it’s own.”

Sirius forced out a reply, “I understand Nellie.”

I looked around, for the moment all had been said, “Let’s go back.”

Sirius nodded and we headed back, shrouded in an uncomfortable silence. When I walked back into The Three Broomsticks Izzie was sitting on a stool. Remus was whispering something to her, but I wasn’t paying that much attention. I caught a look shared between Sirius and James. James raised his eyebrow and Sirius just shook his head.

“I’ll take her back now.” I said, referring to Izzie.

“You sure you’ll be able to?” Remus asked concerned. “We would be happy to help.”

“Nah. I’ll deal. It’ll be fine. I’ll roll her back if I have to.” I smiled before pulling Izzie up, I placed her arm around my shoulder, so I could support her and we walked out. Well, I walked, Izzie kind of stumbled.

“So what happened Nellie?” Izzie asked once The Three Broomsticks was out of sight. She stopped using me for support and began walking normally.

Yeah, you got that right. Izzie was faking it.

I swear if she wanted to be, she could be an actress.

“I proper hurt my knee when I fell over,” Izzie mumbled as she rubbed her leg. “Remus was quite a gentleman.” Izzie smiled, “I don’t think any of them realized I wasn’t drunk.”

“I don’t think they did,” I laughed, “Did you tell Sirius to go after me or did he do it out of his own free will?”

“He did it out of his own free will!” Izzie laughed, “I was about to tell him, but he was already half way out the door!”


“So what happened?”

“Well, apparently, James has an invisibility cloak, and they watched me and Regulus underneath that. I knew I should have shut that damn door! Sirius was all sorry but…” I drifted off.

“But what?”

“I couldn’t help but feel that he wasn’t saying all of it. There is a reason behind everything; I just don’t think he is ready to tell me yet.”

“That boy has so many layers.” I silently agreed. “What happened after that then?”

“Well, I said I wanted to forgive him, It’s just I couldn’t. It didn’t feel right and-”

“-You can’t force forgiveness. It comes on its own.” Izzie finished for me.

I smiled and nodded, “You’ve just won a thousand Gallons.” I made a little ‘ping’ noise to go with it.

“Great. Now, I can buy that broom I’ve always wanted.” Izzie remarked sarcastically as she rolled her eyes. “It’ll be wonderful!”

“Quidditch is good.”

“So are five portions of fruit or vegetables a day.”

“You eat about seven.” I pondered.

“Well, you eat about twelve.” Izzie remarked, before breaking out into a smile.

“Least we’ll have sexy bones.” I reasoned.

“That’s milk.” Izzie pointed out, while rolling her eyes.

“Well, it’s all confusing! Too much to remember.” I said, a little frustrated.

Izzie just laughed, before telling the Fat Lady the password as she moaned about the time before swinging open.

“I’m shattered.” Izzie confessed, as we headed up to our dormitory.

She didn’t look shattered. She was whole. No cracks there, but I couldn’t be bothered to say anything, so I agreed, “Yeah, I’m tired.” I yawned.

Ever noticed if you’re talking about being tired or yawning, you will yawn? Well, I do anyway.

Soon, I was changed and went to bed. I lay there for a little while, thinking about everything. Was everything going to be a little weird now?

For some reason, lately, my life was being drastically tied up with the Marauders. Was it simply because Izzie chucked a quill at Sirius head? Why is life so confusing? What was I going to have for breakfast tomorrow?

So many questions, too little time. Plus, I don’t think anyone is going to answer them soon; simply because nobody really knows the answers do they?

I sighed, before turning over and going to sleep.

Izzie wakes me up everyday, so I was really surprised to wake up on my own accord. I looked over at her; fast asleep. In fact, everybody else was asleep too. This is weird, because Izzie is always up early. I glanced up at the clock 6:45 am. Which actually means its 5:45. I set it an hour late so my brain has to do maths everyday. It’s early, no wonder she isn’t up yet then.

I tried to go back to sleep, but it was too late, I was already wide awake. I lay there for a while, before I realized something.

I wanted some biscuits and my stock is empty.

This calls for a visit to the kitchens.

I slid out of bed; I quietly got out of the dormitory, being careful not to wake anybody up. I didn’t even bother to put my slippers on, nor change my sleepwear. I was wearing yellow shorts with words ‘can’t touch this’ on the back, and a top with a huge heart on it. Underneath the heart, it has ‘I’m sexy’. Mum bought them as a ‘joke’ present. I don’t usually wear them, but it was the first thing I could find in the dumping ground.

I didn’t expect to find anybody in the common room, but hey I did.

Sirius, James, Remus and Peter were having a good old gossip in front of the fire. What bunch of women.

“Nellie shouldn’t you be in bed?” Sirius said, beckoning me over.

“I should be asking you the same question.”

Sirius smirked, “You look like the sleeping type.”

“Oh I am. It’s just I woke up and I’m wide awake now, because I’m hungry. So I‘m going to the kitchens.”

“You’re going to the kitchens dressed like that?”

Oh no. My night wear. I looked at my legs; smooth. No forest was growing there. One less worry. Now that would have been humiliating!

“Well, you’ve never slept in the girl’s dorm.”

“No we haven’t.” James smirked, “Strange that isn’t it.”

“Yeah, very.” I agreed, “But seriously, I can’t even attempt to find my slippers or a dressing gown in the dark, one because my possessions are everywhere, and two, if I woke up Izzie before 7:07 she would go mad and murder me! Imagine if I tried to get dressed! In the dark? I think not.” I babbled, “You never want to mess with girls and their beauty sleep!” I breathed, “Also, I didn’t think anybody would see me. I haven’t even brought my wand.” I shrugged; there were no pockets on these shorts!

If I knew the Marauders were going to be here, I might have brushed my hair, it looks like I have a blonde Peacock on my head. I might have brushed my teeth. I might have put something over me, ‘cause I feel practically naked. Plus, it’s chilly. I stepped closer to the fire.

“Why does Izzie get up at 7:07?” Remus asked after some thought.

“She doesn’t. She actually removes herself from her bed at 7:09. Izzie likes uneven numbers and works from schedule.”


“So I can’t go back in there because they would all kill me if I woke them up, which I probably would, so I have an hour and a bit to burn. So yeah, I better be off, I really want some biscuits.”

“Nell, we have biscuits up in our dorm, you can hang in there until it’s safe to go back to your own.” Sirius suggested, I pondered it for a moment.

“Won’t Frankie mind?” Frank Longbottom was a boy in our year; he was the boyfriend of a girl called Alice who shared my dorm.

The Marauders laughed, “Frank wouldn’t wake up if an apocalypse was coming.” James said.

“It depends,” I mused, “What sort of biscuits do you have?”

“Digestives.” Sirius smiled.

“Then totally. Show me the way dudes.”

“Can’t touch this.” Sirius suddenly came out with, he sounded confused.


“Oh nothing.” He mumbled.

Sirius, James, Remus and Peter got up and I followed them. We travelled for ages, we walked miles and miles, we climbed thousands of steps but eventually, we made it.

“That took ages!” I complained.

“It takes less than two minutes.” Sirius replied.

“Well, It felt like ages.”

As I stepped in the boy’s dorm, I was expecting mess, you know the usual, underwear, Quidditch magazines, perhaps the occasional mould growing in the corner but there was nothing. I looked around as James began to point out which bed belonged to who, “That one’s Remus.” he said pointing to a bed situated in our dorm where Izzie would sleep. Isn’t that cheesy? Remus area was quite clean, ”That’s Peter,” Peter sleeps where Alice sleeps in ours, Peter’s was a little bit of a mess, the made sheets were slightly crooked, “That’s mine.” James pointed to a bed, with a neatly stacked pile of Quidditch magazines next to them, “And that Sirius’s bed.” I looked at his; it was even cleaner than Remus. Everything was so straight, from the alignment to his alarm clock to his sheets. We slept in the same spot, but while mine was a dumping ground, Sirius corner was a cleaner’s heaven.

I didn’t know Sirius was a neat freak. I wonder if he labels his socks too?

So Sirius snorts and is a neat freak.


“Welcome Nellie, to the place where no female has gone before.” I could help but wonder whether this was true or not.

“Wow. This place is so clean! Our dorm is always dirty…well my corner is. I didn’t know you were a neat freak Sirius.”

Sirius grinned, “There is a lot you don’t know about me,” He winked, “I’m not really…I just like everything in its place.” Sirius is known to be impulsive; he doesn’t think his actions through. Damn. That boy does have a lot of layers.

James shook his head, “Don’t listen to him. He is worse than Remus.”

In that room, I felt like a tramp, it almost made me want to clean my corner… but I loved my organized mess too much.

“I really am messier than all of you.”

I followed the boys; they seemed to be heading towards Sirius bed. It was the furthest away from Frank, who had his hangings drawn.

We all managed to fit on the bed. Me and Sirius at the top, Peter, James and Remus were at the bottom.

“You almost inspire me to clean.”

“I’m surprised you find anything in that corner of yours.” Sirius joked, before pulling out a packet of biscuits and throwing them at me, “Watch the crumbs.”

Yum, digestives. I rolled my eyes as I pulled out a biscuit.

What a loser.

“Let’s ask each other random questions.” Peter suggested, we all agreed, “Favourite shop in Diagon Alley? Mine is Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour”

“Easy. Quality Quidditch Supplies.” James laughed.

“Flourish & Blotts.” Remus smiled.

“Well,” Sirius began, “Mine is actually, is Oh gobstopper, it’s not a café, it‘s an orange. I remember walking past it every time, unable to go in because my Mother said it was run by Muggle borns. Every time I saw the couple that ran it, they were always smiling. I always thought they would make good parents.” Sirius admitted.

I laughed, “You wait until they say you’re not getting any pudding because you haven’t made your bed for three weeks. Then you’ll see how nice they are.”

“Huh? You know the owners?” Sirius asked, interested.

“Quite well actually. I usually call them mum and dad.”

“You’re parents own Oh gobstopper, it’s not a café, it‘s an orange?”

“Yeah. They set up the business when I was around three. I actually helped choose the name.” I laughed, “I used to spend almost everyday there when I was little. Eating napkins because they looked like rice paper and crawling around poking the customers in the ankles with straws.” I smiled. “Good times.” Ah, when you’re young, you can get away with most things. “Mines probably the café too or the Magical Menagerie. The animals in there are adorable. Next question.”

So it began, we just sat on Sirius bed asking questions and talking.

“Food?” James questioned.

“Obviously biscuits. Lesson?”

“Transfiguration.” Sirius answered, “Animal?”

“A penguin. They’re amazing!” I looked at the time, 7:02, “I best be going, Izzie will be up soon and I want to surprise her.” They nodded, understanding, I couldn’t believe I’d been up here for an hour, time goes by so fast sometimes. The biscuits had got eaten ages ago. I gave them a little wave before leaving.

I hope nobody is up, I mean, I look like a yeti and I’m coming from the boy’s dorms. The second part is just dodgy by its own. Thankfully, the common room was deserted. I managed to make it back to my own dorm without any hassle. I walked over to Izzie’s bed, she looks so un Izzie when she sleeps. She could be an angel if she didn’t open her mouth. Ah, the shame eh?

The clock turned 7:07, Izzie got up and let out a little yelp when she saw that I was standing right next to her; grinning. “What the hell Nellie? You freak! What the hell are you doing up? I don’t wake you up until at least eight! You lazybones.” She shook her head before rubbing her eyes.

“I’ve been up before six actually!” I huffed, “So who is the lazybones now?”

Izzie rolled her eyes, “I’m always up at a reasonable time. You hardly ever…man your hair is huge!”

“I know.” I sighed, tugging at it.

“What have you been doing then?”

“Hanging out with the Marauders. Sirius likes my parent‘s café! I was going to walk to the kitchens to get some biscuits, when Sirius said that they had biscuits in their dorm.”

“No wonder they stopped you walking around the castle dressed like that.” Izzie laughed, “Now go get yourself showered, it’s Hogsmeade today.”

I nodded, before going over to the dumping ground; I found some clean clothes after a while. They didn’t exactly match, I shrugged, and it didn’t matter that much really. I went to get clean.

When I came back out, refreshed and clean, I found Izzie and Lily talking.

“Nellie, get here!” Izzie ordered, I complied, obviously. “It’s okay if Lily hangs out with us today right?”

“Yeah. Sure, that’s fine.” I yawned; perhaps I should have tried getting back to sleep this morning harder. I looked at them; they were still in their nightwear. “Go and get dressed! I’m hungry!” I complained.

“You’re always hungry.” Izzie pointed out as Lily laughed.

“So?” I sulked, putting my arms across my chest for emphasis.

Izzie rolled her eyes, “You loser.” She picked up her clothes and went to get changed.

“She isn’t the most emotional person I know.” I shrugged, “But the more she insults you, the more she lurrrrvvveess you.”

“Really?” Lily asked.

“Yes. She told me it once when she was quite tipsy. It’s her way of showing affection.” I grinned, thinking about that night in fifth year.

“I’ll bear that in mind.” Lily smiled, as she went to go and get her stuff ready. “I’ll meet you and Izzie at breakfast.” I said, as my stomach grumbled.

I could leave.

Because I was ready.

Nope, not Lily. Nope, not Izzie. Not even Alice or Mary.

But me.

I broke out into my happy dance. The I’m chuffed happy dance. Wondering how the dance goes? Well, first, you got to flat your arms, cross your legs, wave your head around, break out into a jump, while clicking your fingers before ending in a twirl. When you’re finished, remember to look deadly serious, and give a little wink.

Unfortunately, it went a little wrong today and I tripped over my own feet. I got up quickly and looked around. Did anyone see? Lily and Izzie were just staring at me, Lily was shocked and Izzie was amused. Damn, so they did see my error. What do you do when you’ve just ruined your attempt to be cool?

Easy, you run. Right out of that dorm! You run as far as those legs will take you. Or whenever you chose to stop. For me, it was when I got to the common room, because I couldn’t breathe. I need to take up some sport that doesn’t require me to sit around for half of the match. I need to take up something like…jogging!

…But that would require me to stop being lazy.

As if that’s going to happen.

I skipped the rest of the way to the Great Hall. I sat down, I was one of the first there, and I began, happily helping myself to the food.

I was eating my third breakfast when the Marauders decided to make an appearance.

“You didn’t see Izzie or Lily when you were coming down did you?” I asked, before taking a chunk out of my toast.

“Nope.” James replied.

I sighed, “Slow pokes. I mean it; I’m never getting up early again.” I vowed, “It’s far too boring.”

Sirius rolled his eyes before letting out a little yawn as he made himself comfortable next to me. He pondered for a moment about what to get for breakfast. Just do what I do; get a bit of everything.

“That’s why normal people sleep.”

“Nah. We’ll cope.” He grinned, “You going to Hogsmeade with Izzie?”

“Yeah,” I nodded, “Lily too. Our company is wanted.”

“Wow, that’s shocking.”

I glared, as I got some more toast.

“How many breakfast do you actually eat.” James asked, as my plate turned into another mountain.

“I like food.” I stated shrugging, “I only eat till I’m full. I have an healthy appetite. Not like those stick men.”

“Stick men?” Remus questioned.

“There so…sticky!” I exclaimed, while waving my hands around, something I do when I’m trying to get a point across.

“I don’t think they are meant to be masterpieces Nellie.” Sirius laughed.

“I don’t know, but what’s the point? I vote for the round men.”

“Round men?” Peter questioned.

“Instead of stick men, Round men, they’ll be round. They will be a model for normal people.” I just narrowly missed swatting Sirius in the head.

“Nellie,” Sirius spoke, staring me directly in the eyes, “You’re not exactly normal.”

I raised an eyebrow, before whispering in his ear, “I think Mr Black you are right about that but you’re quite the freak too.” He blushed for some reason as I returned to my breakfast.

“Nellie. You spoon. You could have waited.” Izzie huffed as she sat next me on the other side. I caught out of the corner of my eye, Lily and James sharing a small smile. What’s going on there then?

Wink. Wink.

“I would of but my hunger took over my body and made me skip to the Great Hall. I just couldn’t stop it.” I sighed, dramatically.

“You don’t half go over the top most of the time.”

“Well, when you’re doing something, you might as well as put a hundred percent in it or you might as well just not bother.”

“When did you learn this?”

“A fridge magnet.”

“Thought it would be something like that.”

“No you didn’t.” I teased.

“Yes I did.”

“No you didn’t.”

“Yes I did.”

“No you-” I couldn’t finished because Izzie whacked me around the head.


My poor brain.

If I suddenly think I’m Fellie A’Peal, you know who to blame; Sirius of course.

So, we ate, we talked, we laughed, I burped, I got called a tramp. Soon, it was time to leave to get to Hogsmeade.

As soon as we got there, everything fell into our normal routine. Me, Izzie and Lily headed to the Shrieking Shack. Izzie looked at it for a little while as I talked about cows with Lily.

“I thought they had nine stomachs.”

“No. It’s one stomach with four compartments.”

“Interesting.” I pondered.

“I’m ready to go now.” Izzie suggested, “Let’s go for a drink.” Her steps crunched in the snow.

We would so have to have a snowball fight later. Whether they like it or not, they’re getting a snowball in the mush.

We began playing a game, when you ask a question and answer with the first thing that comes into your mind.

“Nellie, name a famous Royal?”

“Mail.” I replied, as Izzie and Lily burst out laughing.

They laughed for quite a while.

I didn’t get what was so funny.

Once we got into The Three Broomsticks, Izzie went to get drinks, while Lily and I went to get a table. We found one quite easily.

I watched all the people walking around outside. Some of them in couples, some of them in friendship groups, some of them had enough confidence to go it alone. All of them; lost in their own worlds. In thirty seconds, I saw laughter, tears and I think that boy has really upset that girl over there. She looks quite angry. Oh, she just punched him. Now, that has got to hurt.

“Shall we go and look around in the shops after this?” I suggested.

Lily’s eyes twinkled in the light. “Sure!” Lily has nice eyes, they’re green. Mine are blue. To make myself feel interesting and to make myself feel better, I compare them to the blue kettle we have at home. It’s not always the best comparison. Not everyone has seen our kettle. Its bright blue, I broke the last one. The switch was interesting, so I flicked it several hundred times and according to my dad I had ‘buggered it up’.

Maybe for their wedding anniversary present, I’ll replace the blue kettle with a nice yellow one, because out kitchen colour scheme is yellow. Not that we go by it much, our fridge is silver!

Izzie dumped the drinks onto the table; she let out a little huff. “I hate it when people push in!” Izzie complained, “Why can’t people just wait their turn?” She shook her head angrily, “I had to shout at five people who thought they were going to push in front of me!” Izzie ranted; one of her favourite past times. Even though, she’s quick to tell me to shut up when I complain.

“They’re annoying.” Lily agreed, before taking a sip of her Butterbeer.

“Annoying is an understatement.” If Izzie was old; she’d be considered crazy. If she had a walking stick; she would be waving it around, not being bothered that she could cause a lot of harm. Like someone could have their eye jabbed out!


That would hurt quite a bit.

“Nellie are you even listening?” Izzie asked. I knew she was talking, but sometimes my mind wonders. “Or have you got back in your space ship and headed back off Nellie Ponderland, where you belong?”

Izzie had made up Nellie Ponderland on the first day I met her in first year. I hadn’t listened to something she said and I explained that sometimes my thoughts drift off into places unknown. So we named the unknown, we named it Nellie Ponderland.

“Actually,” I began “I came from Mars.”

“No you didn’t.” Izzie retorted.

“Why Mars?” Lily asked, “Saturn is cool.”

“’Cause Mars is also a brand of chocolate.” And it’s a nice chocolate too. “So it must be great!”

Lily laughed as Izzie snorted and rolled her eyes. “Yep. Lost the plot.”

“I never had a plot. I’m too spontaneous for that!”

“You’d like to think that wouldn’t you?”

No duh!

“Well, yes! Duh! Why would I say it otherwise? And you say I’m the one with the brain the size of a carrot-”

“-Pea.” Izzie injected, correcting me.

“Carrots! Peas! What’s the difference? They’re basically the same.” One is orange, the other green, hmm, well they’re both good for you! Yeah, that’s their similarity. “So If I’m the one with the brain the size of a pea, well you’re brain is the size of a sesame seed!”

“Do you insult each other quite often?” Lily asked with an amused expression on her face.

“Yeah. All the time.” Izzie laughed, “It’s sort of how we work. Nellie’s insults always amuse me. She has the most rubbish insults.”

I pouted, “I do not!”

“Stop pouting, you look like a fish.”

“Well, you look like a Chihuahua!”

Oh yeah.


“No I do not!”

“Yes you do!”

“No, I don’t.”

“Yes, you do!”

This argument resulted with Izzie having me in a headlock while pulling my hair and demanding that I take my comment back.

I did of course.

I don’t have a death wish.

I don’t think my scalp will ever be the same again.

“Let’s go.” Izzie said, “I feel like walking.” Izzie glanced around, “Plus that woman over there has been glaring at us ever since I pulled your hair.” That woman being the pub owner.

“Well, I don’t feel like walking.” I grumbled but Izzie sent one of her warning looks. “Okay. Okay. I’m coming.” I said, dragging myself up.

We shopped for a little bit. I stocked up my sweet collection. Izzie stocked up on labels for her label collection. I was staring at my sweets, imagining eating them when we had a run in with the Marauders. Literally. Well, I did anyway.

I bashed into James and toppled over. “I’m broken!” I complained. I am! My ribs are broken!

“Really?” James asked worriedly, as he pulled me up.

“No.” Izzie shook her head, “Nellie is just an over dramatic fool. Don’t worry. She’s fine and next time she should consider staring in front of her, rather than at food.”

“You’re nasty.” I wagged my finger at her.

“Honesty is a terrible treasure and like they say, the truth hurts.”

I rolled my eyes, “At least come up with something original!”

“Fine.” Izzie smirked, “Honesty is a wicked thing. People asked for the truth, but they can’t handle it because who wants to face who they really are?” Izzie sarcasm was evident. “There! Is that better?” She rolled her eyes.

“You said it sarcastically. You didn’t mean it.”

“I know.”

“How are you lot?” Lily asked, diverting my attention away from Izzie. Obviously she didn’t want another incident with hair pulling. I didn’t either to be honest.

“We’re good.” Sirius answered, “How are you girls?”

“I’m good.” Lily smiled as she politely replied.

“My ribs are recovering.”

“Nellie, shut up. Or I’ll pull your hair again.” Izzie threatened.

“…What?” Sirius asked confused.

“Well, Nellie annoyed Izzie earlier by making a comment on how Izzie looked like a Chihuahua. So Izzie got mad and put Nellie in a headlock and pulled her hair until Nellie took it back.” Lily explained.

“It really hurt.” I complained as Izzie smirked. Sometimes, I really do think that girl is pure evil.

“Never insult me.” Izzie shrugged.

“Izzie you actually petrify me.” Sirius shuddered.

“Little young me? I’m as sweet as candy floss.” Izzie smiled as people began to laugh.

“Sure, Isabel. Whatever you want to believe.” I teased.

“What have you been doing today?” Remus asked.

Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Lily and James grinning madly at each other. They are weird.

“Well, we’ve been shopping and we…” I drifted off at that point and began making a snow angel right in the middle of the pavement.

When I got up to admire my work, I was greeted by weird looks and stares.

“Typical.” Izzie laughed, “People are just having conversations, you know, being normal, when you just start randomly making a snow angel.” Izzie rolled her eyes, “You’re all snowy now.”

Nellie the snowgirl.

Has a ring to it doesn’t it?

Out of nowhere, a snowball hit me right in the mush.

Oh, someone is sooooo going down!

…To Be Continued

Next time on The World, Biscuits And Sirius Black According To Nellie O’Neill.

“We’re here because of Lily reasons.” Izzie shrugged.

“Izzie!” Lily yelled.

“Lily!” Izzie yelled back.

“Nellie!” I yelled, just so I could join in. The room was instantly filled with laughter. “What? If you weren’t going to yell my name. I obviously had to do it myself!”

“Why are you all in your nightwear?” Sirius asked, with one of his perfect eyebrows raised. I wonder if he plucks them.

“We were having a sleepover before we came over here.” I informed, “Aren’t you happy to see us?” I pouted.

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