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**Mrs. Weasley** · 11-17-2004, 07:59 AM

OOC: By the way, Sirius has his protective gear on and is ready for Hurricane Marcella. LOL! One more thing thanks for the support, cousin.

Sirius wasn't sure if it was Tonk's presence in the basement, or Marcella nearly slapping him in the face with the wet cloth, but his mind was clearly back in the present. He found himself hovering over her in what looked like a compromising position. Judging form the smirk on his cousin's face, Tonk's seemed to agree. He had to come up with a cover story and fast. "Miss Riddle was just acting like a clumsy cow, fell down a few steps, and landed on her behind. She may have severely wounded her pride, but she'll live," Sirius says, "I can handle everything, Tonks. Maybe you'd better check on Remus. I'm not too sure of his abilities as a chef. We don't want him burning the cottage down." Sirius is releaved when Tonks goes back upstairs. He is going to have his hands full with Marcella. The last thing he needs is another woman giving her moral support.

Sirius gets up and tries to give Marcella some space. He didn't like the look in her eyes and hopes there aren't any sharp objects near by. "Faith is none of your business," he says with a firm tone in his voice, "and there is nothing wrong with us people. We're just trying to take care of you. Of course you wouldn't understand that considering who your father is, now would you?" Sirius knew he had said the wrong thing the moment the words came out of his mouth. Snivillus must be laughing at him in Azkaban Prison. He was finally getting his revenge. Trapped in his house with his most loyal fan, Sirius was constantly being haunted by the past. Why couldn't he get Faith out of his mind? Why did Marcella remind him so much of her? James should have let Snape go to the Shrieking Shack that night and meet Remus. Faith would still be alive, and Sirius wouldn't be trapped here with these children. He walks to the other side of the room trying to get as far away from Marcella as he can. Like it or not, he was going to have to answer her questions.

"Faith is someone whom I care about very much. Unfortunately she didn't feel the same way. She was murdered by her lover when Voldemort found out about them. His position with the Dark Lord was more important to him than his love for her. Your father does demand absolute loyalty from his death eaters." Sirius turns around and looks at Marcella. He would like nothing better than tell her, her beloved Severus was the one responsible for Faith's death. It's time she knew him as the monster he is, but Sirius could not. He was bound by his promise to Dumbledore, and Sirius would not violate the trust he had placed in him. "I'd appreciate it if you didn't mention this conversation to anyone." Sirius continued to look at Marcella. After all these years, he still hated Snape with a passion. He had stolen the only woman he would ever love. If it's the last thing he does, Sirius will have his revenge.

EmmaRiddle · 11-17-2004, 10:36 AM

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Originally Posted by Mrs. Weasley

OOC: I apologize for the cot thing. Although my family tree is full of Englishmen (going all the way back to William the Conqueror), your dealing with an American. I also know the English consider we speak similar to their language, but they would never call it "English" lol. Yes, I'm beginning to enjoy Sirius and Marcella's little temper tantrums. There's a lot of pent up sexual tension boiling under the surface. I can't wait to pop the cork and let the fireworks begin.

Don't let Emma fool you, I used the word 'cot' in P&P and she had to ask me what it was so she should know perfectly well what we Americans are talking about when we say 'cot' LOL

OOC: Well, I should have known she was yanking my chain. Anyway, Sirius gets even with Marcella in the end. I just hope we can all take the tidal wave that comes after it.

OOC - I wasn't having a go! lol I really don't remember what it was and now I still don't know!!!! lol You know what my memeory's like Kris! It's a sieve!

And I'm not English. :p

EmmaRiddle · 11-17-2004, 10:51 AM

OOC - Sirius has done it for sure. HERE COMES HURRICANE MARCELLA lol Duck for cover!!!

Hopping down from the cot, arms folded despite her cut hand still aching unimaginably, she frowns at him, and pokes him in the chest as she speaks. "I think you'll find this Faith person, whoever she is, is my business when you call me by her name!" she barked, prodding him now so sharply that she felt sure it'd leave temporary bruising.

He had still continued to speak while she was talking and at the mention of her father, her hand went from his chest to his face in a lightening quick almighty slap across his face.

"How dare you.." she breathed, choking on her own breath with rage. Taking both palms, even the hurt hand, she shoved him hard. "How dare you presume to assume I'm anything like my father!" Frustrated, she growled, "I can see now why Snape hated you so much. You're a superficial git who only cares about someone's reputation. You wont give me the benefit of the doubt and you never gave Snape a chance neither. Newsflash Black, people aren't perfect. You of all people should know that. After all, you murdered thirteen people and then turned your back on my father." she bellowed, so angry right now that she wished she could grasp that mangy beard of his and rip it right off with her bare hands.

Listening to him jibber on, she shakes her head, incredulous, "But what does any of that have to do with me?! Why do you call me by her name, why are you telling me all this?" She shook with deranged madness and fell to the floor, curling into a ball, shaking madly, forcing her hands over her ears.

"I'm not listening to you." she spoke, through gritted teeth. "You're not listening to me so I'm gunna do the same for you."

OOC -

Quote:

Trapped in his house with his most loyal fan

Does that mean trapped in Snape's house with Snape's most loyal fan aka Marcella?!

I think Marcella needs to be taken off to a padded room. *nods* She's maaaaaaaaad crazy psycho lady.

**Biochemkris** · 11-17-2004, 11:43 AM

ooc: I hate doing the ooc-ness but, I just can't help myself *pets Emma* I was having a go at you, sorry. *pokes your brain* That was like a year ago we went over that whole cot thing.

And Marcella is cracking me up, as well as your comments about her. LOL

**Mrs. Weasley** · 11-17-2004, 11:46 PM

OOC: I must apologize again. I know your Welsh. And yes sometime I think Marcella obsession with Snape qualifies her as his no. 1 fan. Of course Sirius will have to join her in that cell too. lol

She-Who-Is-Not-To-Be-Psycho! · 11-18-2004, 05:57 AM

Remus allowed Tonks pass him and closed the door to the basement, cleaning his hands on his apron for some butter on them. "It looks like it," he said to what Tonk had said and immediatelly realized - "The oven!" running back to the kitchen and calling back. "I've it! I have it!"

He talked a couple of buttons and such until realizing what was it that he was doing wrong, lowered the fire finally. The water was pouring over the edge and falling but it didn't look like there has been any other problem. "Yes, well, at least I'ven't burnt it down. Ah, Tonks, could you hand the breath and butter then to Kristi and Nicholas? Thanks."

He retuned to his stew a little clumsily but surely.

**Mrs. Weasley** · 11-18-2004, 06:55 AM

OOC: a cot is like a portable bed. It can be folded up and carried from one place to the other.

Sirius rubs the side of his face as he watches Marcella fall to the floor and assume the fetal position. His face still stings from where she hit him. He is at a loss as to what to do. Sirius is not sure if she's having a seizure or just another temper tantrum. He knows one thing Marcella's little fits are getting old. If she want to act like a child, Sirius decides he needs to treat like a child. He remembers the punishment his mother used to use inflict on Regulus and him when they pitched similar fits. Sirius takes out his wand, points it at Marcella, and says, "Petrificus Totalus". Her body goes rigid, and she becomes silent. Sirius uses the Moblicorpus Charm to move Marcella onto the bed. He then tries to tend to the cut on her hand.

"I apologize for saying you are anything like your father. He is a disciplined adult. You are a spoiled child who needs a good spanking. Whether you like it or not as long as Dumbledore says you are under my protection, you are going to have to do as I say. The sooner you accept that; the better things will be for all of us." Sirius looks Marcella directly in the eyes. "I called you Faith because for some strange reason you remind me of her. It's a mistake I won't make again. Upon further inspection you two have nothing in common.
Feel free to stay down here as long as you like. You should feel right at home surrounded by all of Snape's things. Just let me know when you are ready to go back upstairs." Sirius says, "Finite Incantatum," and releases Marcella from his spell. He then transforms into a large black dog and positions himself across form the bed. Sirius growl at Marcella everytime she tries to leave the bed.

**fona** · 11-18-2004, 06:00 PM

ooc- sorry for the continud oocness, but can i just say
She needs a spanking!!!

I laughed out loud at that bit

**Biochemkris** · 11-18-2004, 06:24 PM

Nick remained silent at her words and needed to rest so, Kristi straightened his blanket and quietly left the room without another word. She sighed as she entered the relative quiet of the hallway, although she could hear vague shouts coming from the basement. Sighing again, she decided to head to the kitchen to eat something before her stomach shrivelled into nothing. There was some smoke coming from the kitchen and Kristi stormed in to see what was going on. Luckily, the new man and Tonks had it all under control so, Kristi merely walked over to the table and sat down. She didn't really feel like talking to anyone right now, so she didn't bother to announce her presence.

**fona** · 11-18-2004, 10:16 PM

Tonks watched Remus fight the smoke until the kitchen cleared once more.
Remembering what she had been doing, she turned, plate in hand to go upstairs.
'Kristi,' she said, surprised to see the girl at the table. 'I was on my way up to you two.'
Tonks put the plate on the table. 'Have some bread. Breakfast, well dinner I suppose, will be a few minutes.'
Sitting down she watched Remus at the cooker for a few moments. 'Hows Nick?' she asked Kristi, breaking the silence.

**Biochemkris** · 11-18-2004, 10:37 PM

Kristi shrugged while staring out the window. "He's ok. I gave him something that should help take care of the pain and he finally kept it down," she said, reaching out for a piece of bread and taking a big bite; she was so hungry.

EmmaRiddle · 11-19-2004, 05:10 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Mrs. Weasley

OOC: a cot is like a portable bed. It can be folded up and carried from one place to the other.

Sirius rubs the side of his face as he watches Marcella fall to the floor and assume the fetal position. His face still stings from where she hit him. He is at a loss as to what to do. Sirius is not sure if she's having a seizure or just another temper tantrum. He knows one thing Marcella's little fits are getting old. If she want to act like a child, Sirius decides he needs to treat like a child. He remembers the punishment his mother used to use inflict on Regulus and him when they pitched similar fits. Sirius takes out his wand, points it at Marcella, and says, "Petrificus Totalus". Her body goes rigid, and she becomes silent. Sirius uses the Moblicorpus Charm to move Marcella onto the bed. He then tries to tend to the cut on her hand.

"I apologize for saying you are anything like your father. He is a disciplined adult. You are a spoiled child who needs a good spanking. Whether you like it or not as long as Dumbledore says you are under my protection, you are going to have to do as I say. The sooner you accept that; the better things will be for all of us." Sirius looks Marcella directly in the eyes. "I called you Faith because for some strange reason you remind me of her. It's a mistake I won't make again. Upon further inspection you two have nothing in common.
Feel free to stay down here as long as you like. You should feel right at home surrounded by all of Snape's things. Just let me know when you are ready to go back upstairs." Sirius says, "Finite Incantatum," and releases Marcella from his spell. He then transforms into a large black dog and positions himself across form the bed. Sirius growl at Marcella everytime she tries to leave the bed.

Before she had a chance to shout more angry retorts at him, she found her body going rigid. Eyes still working, she watched as he carried her to the cot, wanting to lash out at him, label him the creep that he was.

Having heard all his words loud and clear, feeling her body loosen, she tries to escape his stare but he pushes her back down. Feeling trapped, claustraphic, she sits up, staying on the bed and pulls her legs up to her chest. Head on her knees, she uses only her eyes to look into his cold pupils and reacts to his ill-motivated words,

"My father, a disciplined adult?! Murdering people, sometimes at random, is not discipline. Maybe by your standards it is but you're no better than him, from what I know. I am not a spoiled child, for if I was, I for one would not be stuck here with you right now. I don't always get what I want, in fact, I dont often get what I want at all.

So you can keep your sordid spankings to yourself. Save them for promiscuous hags who offer their services every night down at the local pub. I'm sure they'd be far more grateful of them."

She frowned as he mentioned Faith, the way in which he said they had nothing in common sounded as if he were about to leave so on instinct, an instinct she neither understood nor could control, she sharply grabbed his wrist, lightly and enquired, "But why do I remind you of her? What is so significant about her? Yeah so she's some woman who was murdered by one of the Dark Lord's servants but what does any of that have to do with me? Please.." she begged, her eyes pleading with him. "If it's about me then I've got a right to know. Please, Black, look beyond your dark heart and tell me what you know"

By now he'd already transformed into a dog, as if ignoring her pleas. She showed him a rude gesture and, snarling, she added, "I don't get what you're problem is with Snape. Yeah, he was a death-eater but you murdered thirteen people, that makes you no better than him in my books so therefore you have no right to judge him. You act like you knew him. elieve me when I say this, nobody knew, nobody at all...at least...not in the way I knew him.."

Frustrated, angry and upset, she knew she had to get away from him. Ignoring his growls, she tutts, "You can growl at me all you like, you filthy mut, but snarling isn't gonna keep me down here. You cant keep me prisoner in my own home." With that, she got up and headed toward the stairs, a defiant look on her tear stricken face.

EmmaRiddle · 11-19-2004, 05:57 PM

Tired but restless, Nick got out of bed, pulled on a pair of blue jeans and a black poloneck and made his way down the stairs, his blonde long hair in a middle parting.

Seeing Kristi at the Kitchen table, he decided to walk past her, giving a curteous nod and sat on one of the work surfaces.

"There is that polite enough for you? Sure I'm not too full of myself?

**Biochemkris** · 11-19-2004, 06:17 PM

She turned in her chair to face Nick and smiled. "Yes, that was very polite, thank you. Would you like some bread? Apparently dinner won't be served for a little while," she said, ignoring his attitude.

EmmaRiddle · 11-19-2004, 06:41 PM

"No thank you." he said in mock politeness, grabbing an apple from the fruitbowl and sinking his teeth into it, glaring at her all the while. The tension in the room was absurd, she was being ridiculous. Catching sight of Tonks, then looking back at Kristi, he winked at theyoung strange witch, despite not knowing her and smiled sweetly.

**Biochemkris** · 11-19-2004, 06:48 PM

Kristi sighed and took another piece of bread from the plate, turning her back on Nick. What was his problem? Perhaps she shouldn't have been quite so hard on him but, he was being utterly ridiculous upstairs. Despite his change in mood, he was still being utterly ridiculous.

As she chewed, she saw a brown owl come flying toward the kitchen window. It was carrying a large envelope and Kristi moved to the window to open it. The owl landed gracefully on the sill and stretched out its leg so it could be relieved of its burden. Kristi removed the envelope and as the owl flew away, saw that it was the package she had been waiting for. Without a word to anyone, she walked out of the kitchen.

EmmaRiddle · 11-19-2004, 07:09 PM

Shocked, disgruntled by her departure, he scoffed and threw the apple core in the sink, furiously frustrated at her. Knowing he probably shouldn't follow as whatever it was she'd received obviously wasn't any of his business, he tuned his most charming smile back onto his face and sat next to Tonks.

**Biochemkris** · 11-19-2004, 07:18 PM

Kristi hurried up the stairs and into her room, shutting and locking the door behind her. She sat down on her bed and tore open the envelope. It was exactly what she had been wiating for, although it was quite a big longer than she had anticipated. Now, all she had to do was wait for the results of her NEWTs and she would be all ready.

Kristi shoved the papers into her desk and sealed it. There was no way she'd be able to access the little cubby hole she'd found in the basement with Black and Marcella bickering down there. Besides, it was only a matter of time before Black tore that place apart. He wouldn't bother with searching her room for anything, or so she hoped. Sighing, knowing that the papers were as secure as they'd ever be, Kristi made her way back down to the kitchen where Nick had taken up a seat beside Tonks and was currently oozing his charm. She stood in the doorway, debating whether or not to go inside, not really wanting to but, knowing at the same time, that Nick would only accuse her of jealouse later, if she didn't.

EmmaRiddle · 11-19-2004, 07:29 PM

Upon hearing footsteps descending the stairs Nick turned his head, looking guilty which wasn't planned and saw Kristi in the doorway. Still too stubborn to get up and greet her, he turned back and ignored her, simply saying, "You shouldn't expect a welcome return if you run out of the room unexplained."

OOC - Just so y'all know, Marcella never actually took her NEWT's but judging from OotP (Fred & george's departure) they're not necessarily needed.

**Biochemkris** · 11-19-2004, 07:34 PM

Kristi walked in and sat back down at the table. "I'm sorry for not informing you of my every movement, Nick, but if you hadn't noticed, we've got a couple of busy-bodies in here," she said, realizing she was sounding very much like Marce with the not caring who heard what she was saying. "It was just a personal letter I'd prefer not to discuss right now and since that Black character seems keen to take away anything I am interesting in looking at, I figured I better put it away while Marce has him tied up downstairs."

EmmaRiddle · 11-19-2004, 07:41 PM

"She's down there with that maniac?" he asked, his voice indignant as if the implication was how dare Kristi allow something like that to happen.

Then he remembered she'd been with him.

Silenced by his own traitorous thoughts, he mumbled something and shook his head, looking at her a softer this time 'round.

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