Why? Oh, why did this have to happen to ME? part 1

"Ahh!" the scream echoed throughout the castle. No one paid too much attention after all it was an everyday occurrence. You're probably wondering who screamed? And why was it considered normal? Well let's take a look shall we.

I can't take this anymore. I'm going to go insane. This can't be happening, especially to someone like me. This isn't right I'm supposed to live a simple life of boredom, just not this!

A girl with dark brown hair and equally dark brown eyes, continued to pace up and down the small common room of the Hufflepuff dorm. She had been ranting the last twenty minutes about how this and that shouldn't be happening. Still can't figure out what's going on? Then let me take you back a few weeks ago.

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She had been sitting in the library thinking or rather listing all the reasons why she shouldn't love a certain Marauder. It was a known fact that the majority of the female population had a certain liking towards the band of misfits. So it wasn't any wonder that this specific girl would also have a liking for one of them. She was quite infatuated with a young wizard with exceptional qualities. No, it wasn't James. Not that he wasn't charming, handsome, funny or the life of the party; no this specific girl had a specific taste when it came to choosing who she liked. It wasn't the famous Sirius Black even though he had that bad boy routine going for him.

No, there was only one person she was interested in.

"Remus…," She let out a breathy whisper.

She had met and fell in love with him during her first year. As the time passed her feelings for him grew. At first she would simply admire him from afar. They would have small conversations but nothing that would be considered as memorable. Still the more she got to know him the stronger her feelings became. Sometimes all it would take was a smile quirk of the lips to leave her breathless.

"Excuse me Miss, I suggest you start heading off to your dorm now." She had jumped at the sound of the librarians words. She hadn't realized that she had staring off into space. Her checks turned bright red with embarrassment. With a small thank you, she gathered her things and made her way quickly in the direction of her dorm.

As she walked she began to curse her own stupidity and lack of focus. She was supposed to be finishing up her essay for transfiguration. She could practically hear the lecture Professor Mc Gonagall would give her, if she didn't have it finished on time. She was not looking forward to that one bit. In her haste she wasn't able to prevent herself from crashing into another body. They ended up in a small pile on the floor.

Before she could begin uttering an apology large brown eyes locked on another pair of brown eyes. She felt like crawling under a rock or something. There sprawled on the floor in front of her laid James Potter. Without a word he stood up and looked behind him before muttering a curse, "bloody hell." Before she could ask what was wrong he grabbed her wrist and yanked her into the nearest classroom.

She wasn't exactly sure what was going on, but she was sure of one thing; and that was that whatever came next would involve her in detention. She did not feel too happy about that outcome. On top of that her mind had a way of letting her imagination run wild.

Why are we hiding? He probably did something. Is he going to hurt me? Don't be ridiculous you didn't do anything wrong. Why am I hiding? That's a good question I have no idea. What is he going to do to me? Probably, going to lock you in a room and let you starve. No, I can't think these horrible thoughts. He maybe an arrogant guy but he is not a prat. Why in the hell is it so dark here? Shoot where the hell did I leave my wand? Oh yeah, it's right here. Go figure I was holding it the entire time-

"Just great they're coming this way. Hurry up and move to the back of the classroom." I should be angry that he was ordering me around and why was I even listening to him in the first place? I had half a mind to tell him where he can shove those orders, the nerve of this jerk-

She felt a hard push on her back as she was pushed further into the room, "hey!"

He pushed her again before whispering, "be quiet," with an extra push to emphasize his point.

"Watch it," she whispers back with a similar tone to his. She continued to let herself be pushed into the classroom without so much as a whisper; when her knee came in contact with one of the chairs that caused her to shout, "ow!"

"Shut up," he whispered in an irritated tone. She was getting quite sick of his attitude.

"You shut up I- *bang*" Before she could start her tirade she was interrupted by the loud bang of the door being kicked open.

"So this is where you're hiding Potter. I'm surprised you're not with that pathetic group you call friends." She stood there in shock. The person who had kicked the door had been Lucious Malfoy but that wasn't why I was in shock. There standing the biggest Slytherin lover to ever exist, the one who enjoyed bulling others for his own enjoyment, the "Muggle" hater, was standing there covered from head to toe in pink. The one who hated Muggles was covered from head to toe in pink robes; pink robes, which were covered in hearts and plush bears. She couldn't help it she laughed. She laughed to the point that small tears prickled her eyes.

"hahahahahahaha-*jab*" I was jabbed on the side by James. Apparently laughing was not the best course of action in this particular situation. Considering that they were currently outnumbered by seven to two? Yup the odds didn't look too good. She did my best to compose herself before standing straighter with her wand in hand. "*cough* Lucious I'm sorry." His glare had not lessened but it hadn't increased either. "I wasn't aware that pink was the new green pfft hahahah."

"That's it-." He made a move towards her but was blocked by James.

"Watch it Malfoy." There was an air of confidence in his tone.

"Stand aside Potter once I'm done with this insolent brat you're next," he spat. "Potter I'm going to make you regret you ever met me."

"Oh really, that's interesting coming from you. I would have thought that you would be happy. After all I did go out of my way to place a well executed plan on your entire dorm. You should be honored that the Marauders chose you as the victim." Stem seemed to be coming out of the Slytherine's ears at James's words.

"I don't know how you did it and I don't care. All I care about is that you're outnumbered and I am going to enjoy making you suffer." He had a malicious glint that made shivers run down her spine. His words weren't simply a threat.

Deciding she had enough with their bickering she stepped forward. She figured that if she was going to end up getting detention it better be for a good reason.

"I don't understand why you're so mad Lucious," at her words everyone turned to look at her many with confused and wary looks. "I think you look lovely in pink." At her words Lucious sent a glare with so much hatred she could feel her skin melt off her body. That was another thing about her she had a tendency to speak before thinking. She should probably work on that.

"I think we should all talk about this calmly and rationally after all we are all mature wizards who do not need to resort to violence-ZAP." Did I mention then when she talks she tends to do hand motions and did I mention that she was still holding her wand? In that instant all hell broke loose. The spell had hit one of his lackeys making them fall on their butt. Everything went crazy after that. Spell shot out in all directions nobody was safe.

I would love to tell you that it all went well. That James and her beat the crap out of the others and left unscathed but then I would be lying. See James on his part took three down easily without even having to blink; she on the other hand… let's just say, her hand slipped, a couple of times. She gave Malfoy a tutu and accidentally got James in the butt. It caused him turn in her direction which then caused him to get smacked by a spell. In the end she ended up with my robes in a mess and her hair sticking out in weird angles. Out of all of them James was the only one who didn't look like a train wreck.

Well since they made so much noise, Filch found them and brought them all to McGonagall. Let's just say, they all ended up with detention. She was not happy, James was not happy. I think it was mostly directed at her although she did say it was an accident. Malfoy well he was still pink. The professor thought it would be best to let him figure out a reversal spell.

They all went their own respective ways. By the time she reached her dorm she was dead tired. As she got herself ready for bed she began to think to herself. She assumed that it would be the last time she would every find herself in such a situation or that she would associate herself with people like James and Lucious Malfoy.

The next morning she made my way towards the Great Hall to get some breakfast. As she was skipping along in the general direction of her house table she was stopped. She was being blocked by a person's chest. Before she could begin to yell or push said person out of the way from keeping her away from her precious food. A hand was placed over her mouth preventing her from uttering all the curses she had learned throughout her life. He turned her around and began to steer her in the direction of the Gryffindor table. There waiting were none other than the rest of the Marauders.

The first thoughts she could think of where the words Crap and life's unfair.

She was plopped down, right in front of their probing gazes. She wasn't sure what was going on or what they wanted but all I could think to say at the moment was…

"I didn't do it." Each had a different expression, Sirius looked confused, Peter looked like he wanted to argue. On the other hand a bit of mirth twinkled in a pair of blue eyes apparently he finds the situation amusing.

"Look be quiet and sit still. We brought you here because we want you to answer a few questions." Apparently the jerk that took her away from her precious food was none other than James. Okay, to be honest she doesn't exactly hate him more of the fact that she doesn't like him at the moment. She tends to get just a bit agitated when she is being deprived of her food.

"If this is about yesterday…I can explain. I accidentally lost track of time and was at the wrong place at the wrong time. I was just an innocent by standard please don't hurt me."

"Hey that's not what we-," Sirius had begun to argue.

Her mind began to go a little haywire. Her mind was going a hundred miles a minute already imagining the worst before he even got the chance to finish.

He was going to tell me that there was no way I was getting out of being punished. That they would find Mr. Waffles (he's my cute and cuddly bear, his full name is Vanilla Waffles) and rip out his stuffing and tear out his little fluffed out tail and –no I had to stop thinking these thoughts. There was no way I'm letting them anywhere near Mr. Waffles.

"Now, you look hear. You touch one fluff of Mr. Waffles head. I will personally make sure that you won't be able to prank anyone else ever again. If I find so much as a bit of fluff missing, so help me I'm going to rip-."

"Wait! Calm down Emily. Who in the blazes is Mr. Waffles? You got us all wrong we really just wanted to ask you for a favor." After Sirius had finished trying to calm her down, from her rant, her body became less tense. Her mind was filled with unanswered questions like…

Where they lying when they said they don't know Mr. Waffles? Or what could I possible know that could possible interest these four?

Out of all the questions that plagued her mind there was only one that she wanted an answer for.

"How do you know my name?" Okay, that wasn't exactly the question she wanted to ask but it came out nonetheless.

"Oh, um… I believe that's thanks to Moony here." Her eyes went wide. There was no way that Remus knew her name.

Crap he noticed me starring, act cool, calm down Emily, don't blush, don't blush damn it. Oh crap I'm blushing like a school girl just great.

"He knows everyone's name, but um… back to business. We are curious to know what spell you used on Malfoy over there." She turned in the direction he pointed and was graced with the view of one very pink Slytherin being made fun of by his fellow classmates. He seemed to be mumbling curses to himself. In that moment he looked up to see her staring and he sent a glare that would put darkest wizard's glare to shame. Let's just say, that it looks like she has a new enemy. I'm pretty sure if he could he would kill her with his eyes many times over. Suppressing the urge to curl into a ball she turned back to Sirius and as discreetly as possible, tried to shrink herself, under the table. Only to be pulled up by James.

Damn him to the ends of the earth.

"What spell?" She was genuinely confused. She couldn't exactly remember all the spells she used. Therefore they would have to clarify as to what spell they meant.

"Well we are most interested in the spell that *gurgle*." That was the sound of her stomach grumbling/begging for sustenance.

Okay I can officially go die in a ditch. Why? Oh why did my stomach have to grumble in this specific moment? She could feel her cheeks go a few shades darker. Why did my stomach have to grumble in front of the one I love? Please, if there is justice in the world may the heavens strike me down.

"Sorry you must be hungry. Here have some pancakes."

Its official I now worship the ground Sirius walks on. He had handed me a nice warm stack of buttermilk pancakes with blue berry's on top.

With a quickness that could put a leopard to shame she snatched the syrup and began to pour it over the pancakes.

"Anyhow we wanted to know how you managed to cause Malfoy's voice to sound like that. I mean usually his voice is pretty girly but what you did to him was priceless-." She had managed to grab a fork and knife, and had begun to cut out a nice triangle stack of pancakes covered in syrup. At this point her attention was solely focused on the mouth watering fluff of heaven in front of her. She could almost taste its spongy texture covered in the mouth watering syrup. As you can see she's a bit obsessed with food.

"Emily so what do you say?"

"Huh? Oh, uh, what?" Like I said her focus was on something else entirely. As she was about to take her first bite, the fork with my fluff of heaven was snatched from right under her very nose. Along with the plate that held those lovely pancakes.

"I think you've had enough."

You know what? Scratch the part about not hating, James. How dare he take away my fluff of heaven?

"Now let's get down to business. If you help us we are willing to give something in exchange as long as it's within our ability to obtain it of course. So what do you say?" Okay, maybe she shouldn't have been so focused on the pancakes because now she was more lost than before. All She could think about was the emptiness of her stomach. She felt tears make their way into my eyes.

My precious food how could they, why are they so cruel?

"Hey now, don't cry. Look we didn't- we aren't bad guys- damn it one of you do something. I can't deal with girls crying." Sirius was looking towards the other Marauders for some sort of help.

"Prongs give her back the pancakes. Sirius calm down, I don't think that's why she's crying. Look Emily I'm sorry on behalf of James and Sirius. If you want you can leave once you finish the pancakes." To say that she swooned at Remus's voice would be an understatement. She just couldn't believe it. He was even more handsome up close. She wasn't sure what to say. She didn't want to just leave like that. She wanted to do something but was unsure as to what.

"Um…about what you guys where asking, I wasn't paying attention; sorry but whatever it is you wanted I'll do it. You don't have to give me anything in return consider it as an apology for getting James in the butt." She hadn't realized it then but when those words had left her mouth she had condemned herself to a life of disaster. If she had known then she probably would have grabbed the pancakes and ran. Unfortunately since she didn't seem capable of sensing danger, even if it smacked me in the face she continued to sit there; completely, missing the mischief's grins that had spread over both Sirius and James's faces.

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