Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters/Pairings: Sirius Black/OC, James/Lily
Short summary: Erica Costello’s life has been absolutely crazy ever since they closed Hogwarts down. But it gets even worse when she gets her hands on a wonky timeturner and she is sent to the 1970s with no way of getting back to her own time. Now she is forced to hide at Hogwarts with annoying girls, crazy pranksters and a certain boy named Sirius Black that seems to have it out for her. SBOC and eventual JPLE. This story is AU after the sixth book.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling. I've tried kidnapping him but all attempts have failed.
A/N: It's been such a long time since I've updated this and I feel really bad. To be perfectly honest, I lost a lot of interest in Harry Potter and by the time I got into it again, my computer was dead. I've got a couple chapters written and I will try to post them regularly, and I am still writing, but Impossible is my main priority right now so I am not sure how often updates will be for this. So sorry :( Please let me know what you think of this chapter, though!
Erica and Sirius awkwardly parted ways after they reached the castle, neither wanting to ruin the small truce they seemed to have reached. He took off towards the grounds while she rushed up to the dormitory, feeling too embarrassed to speak to anyone. She knew had overreacted but she also felt like she had definitely made the wrong decision in letting James sneak her out to Hogsmeade. She shouldn’t have let Sirius goad her into agreeing with it, she shouldn’t have let it go as far as it had, and she definitely shouldn’t have reacted the way she had when she saw Hagrid walk into the pub. She just panicked. She didn’t think she could face Dumbledore’s disappointment if he had known she betrayed his trust. And what would happen if he decided that she was too irresponsible to be left on her own in the school? She didn’t want to be hidden somewhere, completely isolated from the rest of the wizarding world. And, although she wouldn’t say it out load, she would miss the few friends she had made here.
She had drawn the curtains around her bed, hoping that it would keep away the unwanted questioning of her dorm mates, and sat up against the headboard, hugging her knees. Her strategy seemed to be working well, too, considering the fact that she heard Jenn come in and then leave without talking to her. She knew she’d have to go and apologize to James for wasting his time like that but she just didn’t think she could face him yet. It was almost as if the conversation she had had with Sirius had drained her of all desire to be social.
She had hidden away for hours when she heard the door to the dormitory open again. She tensed, hoping that no one had noticed her absence, when she heard Cassidy Wilson talking to Michelle Bertrude, a seventh year.
“It was so weird,” Cassidy said. “It was like one minute he was there and the next he was gone. I must have just been seeing things, though. I can’t imagine why he’d want to run away from me.”
Erica found it hard to hold in a snort at that. Luckily, Michelle let out a high-pitched giggle at the same time. “Can you believe that Hestia Jones claimed she was going on a date with him?”
Cassidy laughed cruelly. “That stupid cow sat by herself in Madam Puddifoot’s all day. I would have felt bad for her if she wasn’t so delusional.”
Michelle was quite for a moment and then asked softly, “Did you see James around at all?”
Cassidy sighed, “I saw him in Zonko’s with Peter, but that’s all.”
“But he wasn’t with Evans?” Michelle asked, and Erica couldn’t help noticing the way she said Lily’s name, as if she were spitting out a cuss word.
“No, she was actually on a date with Amos Diggory. Can you believe that?” They both laughed and then Cassidy continued, in a voice that was clearly supposed to be comforting, “I don’t know, Michelle. I hate to say it but I don’t think you have a chance with him.”
“I know,” she sighed. “If only he would get over Lily bloody Evans.”
“But even if he did,” Cassidy said, “I don’t think he’d move on to you. He seems to have taken a liking to that new girl.” Michelle sighed again, but didn’t get a chance to reply because the dormitory door opened. “Oh, hi Lily!” Cassidy said brightly. “How was your date?”
Erica scoffed, she couldn’t believe that Cassidy was being this nice to Lily after she had just been talking all that rubbish about her. “Fine,” Lily said, and Erica could hear her moving across the room to her own bed.
“Come on,” Michelle said quietly. “Let’s go down to dinner.”
Erica listened to their footsteps as they crossed the room, closing the door behind them when they left. It took a minute for their footsteps to fade away on the stairs, and then she practically jumped a foot off her bed as her curtains were ripped open. “I knew it,” Lily smiled.
“What?” Erica asked.
“I knew you were hiding in here,” she explained. “Potter’s looking for you, by the way. He seemed worried.” Erica bit her lip, trying to quickly come up with a lie big enough to explain the way she had acted earlier. “Actually, he must have been really worried because he didn’t even bother asking me out when he told me to check and see if you were up here.”
Erica grinned. “I hope you weren’t too disappointed.”
Lily laughed, “No, it was actually kind of nice.” Erica smiled and got up to go downstairs. “Hey, where are you going?”
“To see James,” Erica replied, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
“Hang on,” Lily said. “I haven’t seen you all day. You have to tell me about Hogsmeade.”
Erica sat back down and picked at some lint on her duvet cover. “Turns out it isn’t all that it’s cracked up to be.”
“What happened?” Lily asked sympathetically. “Did he get you in trouble?”
“No,” she said. “He snuck me into Hogsmeade but when we got to The Three Broomsticks, I saw Hagrid and kind of freaked out.”
Lily couldn’t help laughing at that. “Why?”
“He knows I’m not allowed outside the castle. And I knew that if he saw me, he would let Dumbledore know… and I don’t want to upset Dumbledore. He’s done so much for me in the past month. I don’t think I could handle his disappointment.”
Lily sat down next to her and said, “Well, it was kind of a stupid thing to do.”
Erica let out a hard laugh. “Gee, don’t hold back or anything, Lily.” Lily shrugged instead of saying anything. “Anyways, then Sirius brought me back and I’ve been up here since.”
Lily looked murderous as she stood up. “Did he say something to you? Is that why you’ve been hiding up here all day? I swear, I’ll kill him!”
“No!” Erica said, shocked by Lily’s outburst. She grabbed her arm and pulled her back onto the bed. “He was actually very civil.” Lily frowned but didn’t say anything. Erica knew it was stupid but this actually made her feel better. At least she would have Lily if James decided that she was a big liar. “So how was your date?” Erica asked. She hoped that changing the subject would lighten Lily’s mood.
Lily groaned. “I am never going on any kind of double date with Jenn again.”
Erica laughed. “That bad?”
“You know, I always thought Amos Diggory was alright but it turns out he’s a giant prat.”
“What happened?” Erica asked, curiously.
“Ugh, he couldn’t keep his hands to himself. It was almost as if he thought I should feel lucky because he was manhandling me,” Lily said darkly, her hands clenched into fists at the memory.
“Wanker,” Erica said.
“Right? Anyways, I hexed him fifteen minutes into the date, and then came back here. I actually managed to finish my Potions essay,” Lily said. “I hope Jenn isn’t too upset with me.”
“I’m sure she isn’t,” Erica said. “Wait a minute, you did homework?”
“Yeah,” Lily answered, her cheeks turning red. “I always do homework when I’m upset. It calms me down.”
“Oh,” Erica replied, trying not to laugh. “That’s not weird at all.”
Lily chuckled and shoved Erica. “Go see what Potter wants.”
“See you later,” Erica said as she left the dormitory. She had the strangest feeling that she was walking to her execution. She really hoped James would still talk to her after this.
He must have been waiting because he jumped out at her the second she reached the common room. “There you are!” he said, grabbing her arm and pulling her into an isolated corner. “Where have you been?”
“I’ve been here,” she said, shocked by his reaction. “Look, I’m –”
He interrupted her. “Sirius told me what you said earlier.”
Erica blanched at that. “What?”
“Yeah,” he said, lowering his voice so that it was barely more than a whisper. “All that stuff about Voldemort.”
“Oh,” she said, looking down at her shoes. She didn’t think she could look him in the eye when he called her a liar. It was a little weird but she simply needed James to know she was telling the truth. It was bad enough that Sirius thought she was lying.
He studied her face for a moment and then asked, “So it’s true then? He’s really after you?”
“Yeah,” she said, still refusing to meet his eyes.
“Shit,” he said, shaking his head. “What were you thinking?”
Erica looked up in shock and saw only fear for her safety in his hazel eyes. “You believe me?”
“Of course I do,” he said, looking a little confused. “You’re my friend, why wouldn’t I believe you?”
She couldn’t explain what come over her then, but she threw her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly. “Thank you, James,” she said, although her voice was slightly muffled by the way she had buried her face in his neck. “Thank you so much.”
“Uh… you’re welcome?” he said, sounding as if he thought she was completely nutty. He patted her awkwardly on the back before quickly breaking the embrace. “But really, what were you thinking?”
“What do you mean?” she asked, feeling her cheeks warm with embarrassment as she realized what she had just done.
“Going into Hogsmeade!” he replied in exasperation. “If Voldemort is after you then Dumbledore is right, you shouldn’t leave Hogswart.”
Erica shrugged, a little taken back by what he was saying. Since when did James Potter care about breaking the rules? “I don’t know. I wanted to see Hogsmeade.”
James rolled his eyes. “While I approve of your desire to break the rules, you really shouldn’t do things that might get you killed.”
“Alright,” she said. “Sorry. I’ll be more careful from now on.”
“Good,” he grinned. “Are you hungry?”
Erica nodded, surprised at how empty her stomach felt now that she wasn’t worried about losing one of the closest friends she had in 1975. “Yeah, but dinner’s over,” she said sadly.
“Did you forget who you were talking to?” he smirked. “Come on.”
She followed him out of the common room when something struck her. “Sirius didn’t tell anyone else hat I said in Hogsmeade, did he?” James shook his head. “Good. You can’t tell anyone either,” she said. “Not even Remus and Peter, okay?”
“Alright,” he said, although he didn’t look too pleased at the fact that he would have to keep something from his best friends.
She bumped her shoulder against his and said, “Look, I’m sorry for wasting your time today.”
He looked at her in exasperation. “You didn’t waste my time!” She shot him a disbelieving look and he rolled his eyes. They had reached the painting of the bowl of fruit that would turn into the door to the kitchens, but James stood motionless outside it, not bothering to tickle the pear that would turn into a door handle. “I’m sure I’ll find a way for you to make it up for me,” he said with a mischievous smile and Erica knew that nothing good could come from this.
Erica’s new mission was to somehow get Lily Evans to go to the first Quidditch match of the season. It was proving a lot more difficult than she had originally thought; Lily apparently abhorred the sport and refused to go watch James Potter show off even more. It was almost comical; the second that Erica brought it up, Jenn had started laughing hysterically while Lily went into a five minute rant about everything she hated about the sport. Then she gathered up her things and stormed out of the Great Hall, probably heading up to the library to work her frustration out on another piece of homework.
Erica sat there in shock, feeling as if she had just unintentionally stepped on a landmine, which caused Jenn to laugh harder. “Oh, you should see the look on your face,” she said in between her giggles.
“How can she hate Quidditch?” Erica asked. She had never heard of anyone hating the sport before. Of course, there were people that didn’t much care for the sport but they still went to the matches to support their house.
Jenn shrugged, her whole body still shaking with laughter. “Some people just don’t like sports. Why’d you ask, anyways?”
Erica looked down at the table, not wanting to look Jenn in the eye as she lied through her teeth. “I just thought it would be fun if we all went together. I’ve heard the Hogwarts matches were always a lot of fun.”
Jenn snorted, “You should use that whole sympathy thing on her.”
“You think it’d actually work?” Erica asked curiously, hoping that she wasn’t giving too much of her plan away.
“It might,” Jenn answered. They got up together and headed out of the Great Hall. “Have you done the Potions essay yet?”
“No,” Erica said glumly. “I haven’t even started it yet.”
“Good,” Jenn smiled, linking her arm with Erica’s. “We can work on it together, then.”
They spent a good portion of their Sunday in the library, working their way through their piles of homework. Erica was amazed at simply how much work they were being assigned this early in the year. Unfortunately for her, they had finally reached the point where she had been at with her tutor and she found herself falling back in the classes, her grades slowly slipping. She actually found herself wishing that Mr. Woodruff was around, he had been wonderful at explaining things to her in a way that she could understand and she was certain that she would fail her N.E.W.T.s without him.
The sun was hanging low above the forbidden forest when someone behind Erica whispered, “Hey, new girl.”
She shrieked and jumped about a foot in the air, causing quite a few people to look at her in alarm and annoyance. “Are you alright?” Jenn asked, looking at her as if she thought all the schoolwork had driven her mad.
“I, uh…” Erica trailed off, listening hard. She thought maybe she’d hear the swish of that strange cloak that would let her know where James was, but all she could hear was the turning of pages and Ms. Pince’s labored breathing as she swooped around the students defiling her beloved books. “No. I need to… go… to the bathroom.” She grabbed her things quickly and rushed out of the library, trying to avoid Jenn’s confused stare. Once she was out of the library, she leaned against the stone wall of the hallway and hoped that James would show himself soon. She didn’t feel like cementing her reputation as a nutter by talking to herself. Soon enough, she heard the two distinctive laughs of James Potter and Sirius Black and she rolled her eyes. “That was not cool, James.”
“You should have seen your face,” James chuckled.
“Yes, well, I’m sure you’d look pretty comical too if you had invisible people sneaking up on you,” she said, crossing her arms over her chest.
“Oh please,” James said. “That was the first time I’ve done it. You should have seen this berk when he first found out about the invisibility cloak, he snuck up on everyone in it for a whole year.”
“Yeah, well, simple pleasures for simple minds,” she said, smiling cheekily at Sirius. James laughed even harder at this but Erica’s smile faltered at the icy glare Sirius was sending her way. Their small truce was over, then.
James cleared his throat, trying to dispel the awkward tension that was radiating from his two friends. “I was just wondering how you were doing with your apology?”
Erica rolled her eyes. “I don’t understand why you want her to go so badly.”
James reached up absentmindedly and starting ruffling the back of his hair, the way he always did whenever Lily Evans was mentioned. “I don’t know,” he muttered. “I just thought, you know, she might have fun. And she never goes to them so –”
“Wait a minute,” Sirius interrupted, looking between the two of them in confusion. “What are you two banging on about?”
James smirked, all his self-confidence restored now that the subject was off Lily Evans. “Well, you know how she just simply wasted all of my time yesterday, so she was desperate to make it up to me somehow.”
“And what does this have to do with Evans?” Sirius asked.
Erica looked at him curiously, wondering how he knew that they were talking about Lily since they never actually mentioned her name. James smiled sheepishly and said, “Well, I figured if anyone could convince Lily to go to a Quidditch match, it would be her.”
Sirius rolled his eyes at his friend before turning his icy glare on Erica. She felt a shiver run down her spine, one that had nothing to do with the temperature in the cold hallway. “Well, that’s nice,” he said, his voice dripping in sarcasm. “Selling out your friends already, I see.”
“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” she asked.
“It’s just nice to know that you’re showing your true colors already,” he said, the malice quite obvious in his voice.
Erica felt her anger take over her then and she ran at him. She wasn’t even thinking about using her wand, all she knew was that she had to hurt him for even implying that she would ever hurt her friends. The two boys were much too fast for her, though. Sirius had withdrawn his wand from inside his robes and pointed it right at her face while James stepped between the two of them, grabbing Erica’s shoulders and holding her back. “Whoa!” he yelled. “Calm down, Costello. He didn’t mean it! Right, Sirius?” He shot a look at Sirius, one that clearly said that Sirius had better agree with him.
Sirius sighed and put his wand back in his pocket. He leaned against the wall of the corridor and glared at Erica. “Right. I didn’t mean it,” he said in a not very convincing voice.
Jenn walked out of the library at that moment and stopped dead in her tracks, looking at the scene in front of her in shock. Erica finally stopped struggling against James’s hold. “God, Sirius,” she spit out as she grabbed her book bag off the ground. “You are such a tit!” Then she grabbed Jenn by the arm and stormed off down the hall, Black’s obnoxious laughter seeming to follow her as she went.
Once the girls were gone, James turned to his friend and punched him hard in the arm, effectively stopping his laughter. “What is the matter with you?”
“What?” Sirius asked, defensively.
“Why do you always have to be such a wanker around her?”
“What did I do?” Sirius was a little alarmed by the way James was acting.
“She’s not selling out her friends!” James said, finally letting his annoyance show at the way Sirius had been treating his new friend. “If you must know, I goaded her into doing it.”
“It’s kind of funny, isn’t it?” Sirius asked. He knew James was annoyed with him but he simply didn’t understand why James had decided to be her friend in the first place. “She does a lot of stupid things when she’s goaded into them, like going out in the open when Voldemort is supposedly after her.”
“Oh, not this again!” James said, throwing his hands up in exasperation. “How can you still believe she’s lying?”
“How can you not?” Sirius asked, his voice rising in anger. “I can’t be the only one who thinks it’s a little strange! I mean, she showed up out of nowhere, and no one’s ever heard of her or her family before, and she knows all about the Death Eaters and Voldemort’s plans? It’s all a little bit fishy, isn’t it?”
“Of course no one’s heard of her!” James said, getting louder as well. “Have you ever thought that maybe she’s changed her name, what with the evilest wizard alive after her and all?”
“What, is that another lie she’s told you?” Sirius sneered.
James shook his head and was about to reply when Madam Pince came storming out of the library. “There are people trying to study in here!” she said shrilly, looking at the two of them as if she couldn’t believe they would dare try to disturb the peace of the library. “Now get out of here before I give you both a detention!”
Sirius and James looked at each other and then cracked up, their laughter ringing loudly in the stone hallway as they left quickly before Madam Pince could assign detentions, their argument seemingly forgotten.