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Hey, my name is Artemis, Artemis Isabella Di Angelo. But you can call me Arty. I'm a 17 year old girl and, oh yeah,

I'm a witch.

For all you who don't know (and I'm guessing unless you're an undercover wizard working in the postal service or something you don't) I'm in my final year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, best mates with the prettiest girl in the school who happens to hate to 2nd best looking guy in the school, and am a Gryffindor.

I'm also a Aquainfantia but you don't need to know that.

What's an Aquainfantia? I hear you ask. Well, it's what you get if you cross a metamorphmagus with a rabid fire demon.

Only joking.

About the fire demon bit anyway. My mum is a metamorphmagus though. And my dad? Well, I don't know much about my dad. I never met him. Not long before I was born he died. I don't know why. I don't know how. I'm not sure I want to know.

All I know about him is that he managed to ingrain his DNA with gillyweed. (I didn't actually know this was possible but he did experiment I think before getting it right. The only thing mum ever told me about him was the time he tried it and turned into a goldfish for 6 months.) Then I came along and got part of his DNA. The fish part.

Not the creepy flippers of webbed fingers or anything but I always feel at home in the water. And I guess it helps I can breathe underneath it too. There's lots of odd things though. Like I can go thousands of feet down without getting so much as a headache when the pressure should have crushed me long ago. And I can talk to fish.

Aquainfantia. Literally Water child.

I think I'm probably freaking everyone out now so I'll move on to my physical appearance.

I'm not pretty, heavens no, Lily gets all the prizes for that. With her long fiery hair and emerald eyes she looks like a fire goddess. Something I sure James Potter would agree with me on.

I have long brown hair that curls slightly and almost reaches my waist even when its, as it almost always is, tied back into a high ponytail. My eyes are brown too, and I personally think they are way too big for my face. I'm also really pale which makes them stand out even more. I'm really tall, what kind people call willowy and mean people (namely Sirius Black) call Beanpole

I guess I'm okay looking in a...Pointy kind of way.

My waist is almost nonexistent and you could wrap your fingers around my arms with room to spare. I'm skinny but can eat like nobody's business if I want to without putting on a pound though normally I live of caffeine and fruit. I'm veggie you see.

Small blessings.

Lily on the other hand is curvy and slim and has the figure to die for. I won't say I don't sometimes get a little bit jealous cos that would be a whopping great lie, but it is sometimes hard not to feel a little overshadowed when your best mate has everything, looks, brains, the 2nd best looking guy in the school chasing her (not that I envy her that) and a bitchy sister at home who thinks she's a freak.

Okay I'm not jealous.

At this moment in time however I am standing on Platform 9 and 3/4 desperately trying to restrain the said person in question from drawing her wand and hexing a rather (in my opinion though I'd never let on to Lily) unfortunate James Potter from here to Hogsmede.

James has always had this thing for Lily. Right from first year when she had been on her hands and knees picking up all the text books some 6th year Slytherin had made her drop. He had made a comment about how much he liked her legs (Damn uniform code means all us girls have to suffer the torment of skirts) Lily, furiously blushing, had hexed him so badly he was in the hospital wing for a week.

He's been in love with her ever since.

"How DARE McGonagall make you head boy!" She was almost screaming.

"Come on Lily, he's not worth it." I muttered, trying to drag her towards the train without a huge amount of success.

"Not worth it eh? Hear that Prongs, you're not Worth it." Came an oh so familiar voice and I looked up to see none other than Mr. Sirius Black strolling towards us, his hands deep in his pockets.

"What you doing to Evans, Twinkle? I thought you realised she was practically Prong's property by now."

I let go of Lily who drew her wand so fast I could almost see steam rising from it.. I was maybe a second behind her.

Potter and Black, it has so be said, weren't looking so cocky now. Potter wouldn't take Lily on without at least 3 mates behind him. He's been in the hospital wing because of her so often I'm surprised he doesn't take out a personal ward there.

Thankfully then Remus turned up. Easily the most thoughtful of the self named Marauders, he was the one I got on with best. His light easy manner defused the situation, fortunately for us as Professor McGonagall was looking our way. She knows how much James baits her but even she wouldn't have turned a blind eye if Lily had landed him in the hospital wing on the very first day of school. And Lily Head Girl and all.

I loaded Lily, Myself, our trunks, and Lily's extra box of books onto the train, then ran back over to my mum to give her a final hug goodbye before re-boarding the Hogwarts Express and waving furiously out of the window.

I noticed with a pang for Lily that Petunia hadn't come to see her off.

The compartment door slid open and the rest of the girls trooped in. Alice, Jazz, Max and Lizzie. All 7th year Gryffindor's and the sole occupiers of the dormitory Lily and I share. They were also our best mates. We fell into easy banter, discussing our holidays, places we'd been, people we'd met. I smiled and let my mind wonder.

Perhaps I ought to say something about Sirius Black, I think you're probably wondering what could have been so terrible to provoke a reaction similar to Lily's on the platform.

I have 2 words for you.

Sex God.

You know how I said Potter was the 2nd best looking guy in school? Well Sirius leaves him behind, like way behind.

And he knows it.

That's was really gets up my nose. He treats girls like baggage, snogging one or a couple of days before dropping her and moving onto his next victim.

He and I…Well it's sorta complicated. I mean I do like him, just a little bit, but ever since I broke his nose in 3rd year when he cornered me behind the herbology greenhouses and tried to kiss me I've hexed him whenever he comes near me now. A similar reaction, as Jazz always points out, as Lily does to Potter.

Not that that means anything.

The compartment door slid open, yanking me sharply back to reality.

"Hey girls. Fancy some decent company?" Black and Potter were leaning against the doorframe smirking at us. I grabbed my wand which for some strange reason I always keep in the waistband of my skirt, and stood. I didn't even notice all the other girls following my example, I was that focused on my adversary. That was however until all their stunning spells merged with my own to hit them squarely in the face. They flew in graceful arcs across the corridor and smashed into the compartment opposite, out for the count.

Lizzie ran to the door, "Holy Crap! Minnie's coming!"

Lily turned pale. She was Head Girl after all and this wasn't going to look good on her track record.

I raced into the corridor and grabbed Black under his arms and, with much groaning and muttered swearing, managed to heave him onto a seat in our compartment. After a second of hesitation and complete bamboozlement, in which Lizzie hopped from foot to foot like he need the loo and squeaked, the others grabbed Potter. Once inside I yanked down the blind and slammed the door.

Lily, Jazz and Max were straining to stuff James into the luggage rack above their heads.

"Hurry up!" Lizzie squeaked from the door were she was peeping through the blind. "10 feet and she looks mad!"

Lily grabbed a set of robes out of her trunk and threw them over Potter then shoved her trunk back in front of him

"What about Black?" Jazz hissed frantically. Black was slumped in a corner seat, looking for all the world like he was asleep. Asleep surrounded by his arch enemies.

"She's Outside!" Lizzie turned back to us almost hyperventilating until Max slapped her sharply across the face. She sighed gratefully (She has almost started hyperventilating so often in our 6 years of school we know exactly what to do now) and sat down opposite Black and started flicking through a copy of today's Daily Prophet.

I could see Minnie's shadow through the blind.

MERLINS Y-FRONTS! I did the only thing I could think of. I stuck my wand back into my waistband and dived under Blacks arm. Placing me head on his chest was no easy thing, I can't help he's so good looking that being that close to him makes me want to be anywhere else in the world. Preferably underwater.

I hoped we looked like a sleeping couple, though if the horrified looks the others were giving me was anything to go by I thought Minnie would probably think I'd lost my sanity. Well I've got news for you Minnie, you can't lose what you never had. Through my half closed eyes I saw Minnie enter and smile around at the collected girls, chatting, reading…And sleeping in the arms of her sworn enemy. I need medication. HELP let me out.

She gave a sort of grimace at Lily, who was looking very studious over by the window, reading a copy of The Standard Book of Spells Grade 7 and ran for it.

I waited for her hurrying footsteps to fade before I risked raising my head. 5 pairs of stunned eyes stared, glared, and in Jazz's case looked downright terrified, back at me.

"Explain!" Snapped Lily, like she thought I'd actually enjoyed being that close to Black. Well I had, but I wasn't about to tell Lily that.

"I wasn't about to let Minnie put us all on cleaning duty for a month with Filch. Better thought insane than that." I climbed out of my warm position rather reluctantly. I thought for a second that his arm tightened around my waist but I must of imagined it.

"So what do we do with them now?" Alice asked, nervously, as if I might jump on Black or something.

I rolled my eyes. I do that a lot.

"Knew you couldn't get enough of me Twinkle!"

I whirled round so fast my ponytail did that swish thing that all the blond bimbos seem to be able to pull of, reaching for my wand.

"Looking for this Twinkle?" he was twirling a long piece of cherry wood at me, wearing that smirk that I hated so much.

(That's another thing I hate about Black, my nickname. Everyone else calls me Arty even most of the teachers, but Black insists on calling me TWINKLE after the star formation of Artemis, the Greek goddess of the hunt. And of maidens, don't forget that bit. Artemis swore to give up me forever and when you're immortal forever is a long time. Black thinks I can't hold down a boyfriend because I forsworn them for ever or some such crap.)

"Why YOU…YOU-" I couldn't even think of anything to say. Normally I'm the queen of sarcastic comebacks but whenever Black's around I trip over my tongue. Instead I launched myself at him, punching every inch of his smug face as I could. Least that was the plan, but he caught my hands before I could inflicted any damage (GGGRRRRRRRRRRRRR) and held me at arms length (I guess you have to give it to him, he has great reflexes- all that quidditch you know) I knew he was smirking. But while he had hold of my arms he couldn't control my legs and one of my wild kicks went…Rather lower than intended. Not that I cared.

Suffice to say, he dropped me like a hot potato.

And the sight of Sirius Black rolling round on the floor moaning and clutching his family jewels really made my day.

Ker Ching. Round 1 to Arty

There was a moan from the luggage rack. Potter had obviously woken up too. What happened next was so improbable you probably won't believe me but I swear it's true.

Potter rolled off the edge of the rack and lost his balance. Arms flailing, he rolled straight off the rack and onto the floor next to Black who was still moaning and clutching.

Potter just lay there looking dopily up at Lily like she was an angel. But as he had fallen one of his flailing arms had caught Lily's book box (for all the books that didn't fit into her trunk.) We all watched it rock backwards and forwards as though mesmerized. Then, almost in slow motion, it began to fall.

Straight onto Potter's You Know What.

His face went white.

So now we had the 2 best looking guys in the entire school of Hogwarts moaning and clutching their jewels.

And you know what?

It was beautiful.