I knew what I had to do. I had to change everything I was so I could fit in with these kids. Because in my seventeen year old mind, the only thing that I wanted was to be popular and the only way I could be popular at Hogwarts, a.k.a. my personal Hell, was to become an untouchable.

We sat in total silence for a minute or so when suddenly Sirius exclaimed, “Hey I have an idea! You want to heat it?”

“I don’t think I really have a choice, do I? So Sirius tell me, what is your genius idea?” I asked sarcastically.

“Well I’m just going to ignore that sarcastic little remark right there Ms. Bellamont and share with you my brilliant idea anyway...

“What do you want Sirius?” I asked sarcastically.

“You have a bit of drool there,” Sirius commented mockingly, pointing at his chin meanwhile sitting down next to me in Theresa’s spot.

“You’re funny,” I replied, glaring at him and running my hand over my chin just in case...

“Might I suggest maybe getting in shape there love?” Sirius offered with a smirk playing across his lips.

“Haha, you’re funny Black. I was thinking more along the line of getting a new alarm clock but thanks for the suggestion..."

Sirius whispered with his trademark smirk back on his face, “What was that for Bellamont?”

“Looks like the games back on Black. Hope you’re ready for this,” I said, giving him a little wink and walking away from him and towards our awaiting friends.