Something Wicked

A/N: Lizaluvsdoggies, this is for you. SiriusxOC! Kind-of sort-of my first, but, like, not at the same time.

So enjoy! And don't get mad that I'm writing this instead of updating the fifty other stories I need to update… I do what I want?

"Sirius Black! For the last time- Not everyone falls to their feet to worship you! You… You think you're the greatest thing since sliced bread, don't you?"

"Well I'd like to think I'm a bit better than sliced bread, but—"

"Can. You. Stop. Joking. For one second? News flash! You're not funny. And not everyone loves you!"

"Okay, okay, I get the message. You can't admit your feelings, that's fine."

Victoria Vance shrieked with rage, and frustration. As long as she could remember, Sirius Black has been her bitter rival. Her being a Slytherin- and him hating everything to do with Slytherin- definitely didn't help their already rocky relationship. It's quite simple really, he hates her, she hates him, and they both enjoy infuriating each other. Tori has hated him as long as she could remember, (he used to pull her hair when they were kids… not the best flirting mechanism…) and there was a time, before Hogwarts, when their parents had even arranged for them to be married when they came of age. Needless to say, that fairy-tale pureblood-wedding dream ended the minute the Sorting Hat yelled "GRYIFFINDOR!" when placed on Sirius Black's egotistical head. Now in their sixth year, Sirius has moved out from under his parents roof, and the hatred is burning as strong as ever.

"Admit my feelings? Merlin, Black. What drug are you on?"

"I thought you knew, Vicky? I bought them from your friends."

"How many times do I have to tell you to stop calling me Vicky!" She yelled, pulling out her wand.

"No need to get angry, Vick. Me and my 'head larger than the moon' are walking in the opposite direction." He turned, and left, leaving Tori seething in the hallway. The argument was not an unusual one, in fact, it was one that happened quite frequently whenever they met up in the hall. Tori is quick tempered, pessimistic, and good at everything. Sirius is egotistical, immature, and better at everything.

A match made in #!*% .

Tori picked up her books from the floor, and began the trek down to the dungeons with Narcissa and Jadyn, her two best friends. "That's always embarrassing." Narcissa mumbled. "Sometimes it's hard to believe I'm actually related to him."

Jadyn shrugged, "I don't know," she said quietly, "He doesn't seem like he's too bad." The other two looked skeptically in her direction. "Well… I mean…" She stumbled, trying to back up her claim. "He's best friends with James…" The other two laughed. Jadyn has fancied James Potter since the year started. Her two friends could somewhat understand it, due to the fact that James is quite good looking, and great at Quidditch. That was about as far as they could stretch their approval however, especially due to the fact that he is Sirius's best friend, the definition of a Gryffindor, and has a borderline-creepy obsession with know-it-all Lily Potter. "It's not funny!" Jadyn pouted, opening the door to the commons room.

It is beautifully majestic. Silver and green décor, and smooth black furniture gives the room a crisp, clean look. A seventh year student was passed out on a long, leather couch, as a group of fifth years sat in a huddle playing a game of cards. A very tall marble fireplace sits in a central position in the room, with a few comfortable chairs around it. This was the threesome's usual place. Narcissa, whom you just met, is the cousin of one, Sirius Black, and a lifelong friend of Victoria Vance. She's always been the favorite of all the guys, in, and outside of the House of Slytherin. She has a stunning trait of pale, almost white, blonde hair. Long and beautiful, it's a characteristic that Tori has always been jealous of. Cissy's younger sister Andromeda makes frequent appearances in the trio's free time, but the oldest of the three sisters, Bellatrix, seems to have her own life with her seventh year friends and handsome boyfriend. Jadyn is a relatively new friend, however. The two bonded in fourth year when Jadyn helped Tori cast a sliding spell on the hall near Gryffindor Tower. It was a priceless image: the so-called "Marauders" running up the stairs, then falling on their butts. To this day, they still think Severus Snape caused the sliding, the slimy git. Always taking credit for the girl's best pranks.

Since then the girls have been an inseparable trio. And so they sit.

"Merlin," Tori groaned, looking into a pocket mirror she pulled out of her robes, "I cannot believe you two let me go out like this! My hair looks horrid!"

"Oh come on, Tori. You look great."

"You can say that, Cissy. You're always drop-dead gorgeous."

"She does have a point, Narcissa. You always look great." Jadyn added.

"I'd be flattered, but you two say it like an insult."

"Oh, you know we don't mean it like that. It's just, you're constantly complimenting others! It can be a tad bit… annoying sometimes."

"Fine. I'll be certain not to be nice in the future."

"Good." Tori laughed, cracking a smile.

"She's only kidding you know," Jadyn whispered to Narcissa. Narcissa giggled.

"Don't worry, I know."

Meanwhile, in the Gryffindor tower, the Marauders are being… well… Marauderish.

"James and Lily, sitting in a tree! F-A-L-L-I-N-G in love!"

"Be mature, Black. I am not interested in Potter."

"Denial doesn't become you, Evans."

Lily shook her head, and walked up the stairs to the girls dorm, laughing the entire way. Once she was out of earshot, James moved in for the kill. "So I saw you and Vance flirting again today. I swear, if you keep at it with that Slytherin girl."

"Don't mention her. Please. That girl is way more trouble than she's worth." Sirius said, his tone growing strangely serious.

"Why so serious, Sirius?" James asked, laughing. "She can't be that bad. You talk to her more than any of your relatives."

Sirius groaned. "She's not related to me, that's for sure. My parents sure love her though. Before I left, they were always trying to set us up. Let me tell you—She is annoying as anything."

"She's attractive."

"And angry."

"And attractive."

"And demanding."

"And attractive."

"And too self-conscious for her own good. Always fishing for compliments."

"But she's attractive."

"Honestly Prongsy, sometimes it's as if I don't even know you."

"Sometimes I could say the same thing for you. Attractive girl, totally digs you, why not?"

"Digs me. Yeah. Digs me into a hole, deep in the ground, then fills it up again and buries me alive. Great, healthy relationships right there. My parents would approve."

James shrugged, muttered "Okay, okay," in a tone that clearly said he wasn't dropping the matter. He never did, the bloody matchmaker. "So how about that plan for the room of requirement?" They headed up the stairs to find Remus and Peter, leaving the commons room empty.

A/N: How was that? Tips, advice, anything of the sort is always welcome! I'll try to update this semi-regularly because of my break, but if I don't update for awhile, feel free to hound me and annoy me about it until I finally get around to it.

Thanks, and please review!

Oh, and this is actually my first time writing a real OC, so if I start to go borderline Mary-Sue, tell me immediately.

-Awesomegirl13