Aw Fuck Me!

\"Aw Fuck Me!\"

Ya know there comes a time in eveyone\'s life when those words can mean so much. Maybe by locking yourself
out to the house or maybe realizing that you have lost or forgotten something that was really important or even realizing
that yore are about to lose something and were too far away or helpless to do anything to prevent it. Well almost anything.

That is what inspired this story. It is my first fic. Atleast the first that I have put into print for anyone to read
(Except my best friend in the whole world) HeroBenedick. She has been privy to alot of thoughts, deeds and
dreams (hee hee hee) She knows what I mean. In other words she really is my secret keeper.

To those who are interested, I am a very poor authur who is making absolutly no money on this whats so ever.
All Charaters that belong to JKRowling (long may she reign) are just being borrowed by me and taken out for a test drive.
This is an official Mary Sue possibility warning I do tend to get a little carried away by my dramatics.

Please R/R and do not judge me by my \'Mary Sue\'.


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Prelude:

Amaris Strongfellow was ugly. Plain and simply ugly. Well that\'s what she was lead to believe when she was younger.
Caught is some adolestent preverted joke, her body was gangly and bordered on disgusting. Her nose was too narroher her hips too wide and her chest was just flat and to add insult to injury she was a clutz. Always tripping and falling over everything.
She would drop all sorts of items on a regular basis. As a matter of fact alot of students at Hogwarts would get out of her way
when she was walking around the halls, especially on the stairs. Having very little self confidence about herself she was very shy
and hardly ever talked to anyone especially the boys. But she excelled in her classes. Sheded ded no confidence when it came
to her studies. And no matter how clutzy she was outside of the classroom she never made stupid mistakes while doing her studies.
She never melted her caldrin like some of the others, and never fouled up her charms. So you can imagine her suprise when
one day in her sixth year, She was climbing the stairs, missed a step and started to topple backwards. The boy that she
was passing (on his way down) saw her start to topple.

\"Hang on!\" he said as he scooped her up and carried her to the next landing, set her on her feet then said,

\"Are you alright? That could have been a nasty fall.\"

Raising her eyes to his, she was stunned he was not only taking to her but really looked concerned.
He had a handsome enought face and kind looking brown golden eyes and he was tall. She could still feel where
his hands had held her. When she did not respond he smiled at her and her heart leapt at the sight.

\"Cat got your tongue, pretty eyes or what?\" his smiled got wider.

\"No. I\'m alright thank you.\" she whispered, while the whole time her mind kept returning to his statement.

\"Cat got your tongue , pretty eyes or what?\" He called me pretty eyes.

\"Hey Sirius! You ready or what! Were gunna be late!\" yelled a voice from down below. Sirius smiled at her one more time
and lept down the stairs. Amaris watched him go. Now, she knew who he was. She was in Griffindor House aftel. l.
She had heard about him and his buddies from talk in the common roo


Amaris lived with her Aunt and Uncle. Her parents, Mom a witch and Dad a muggle had been killed a couple of years ago
in a plane crash. Her mother loved to take the plane. Her father who, once got used to traveling by floo powder, preferred
to travel that way. But knowing his loving wifes fascination with muggle transportation, gave in and bought the tickets to travel
to America to visit some of his relatives.

That tragedy had struck in her second year at Hogwarts, her fathers family who knew about witches and magic had wanted
her to come live in America with and go to an American Wizarding school. Amaris choose to stay where she was and visited her
fathers family every summer. It was having the best of both worlds. She even convinced her cousin Clare (Clare\'s mother was Amaris\'
sister and not related to the Americans except by marriage) to come and have a visit and was welcomed with open arms,
so that most summers she went with Amaris.

\"Amaris, you zoning out again? Wake up.\" Clare shook her shoulder. \"You were just staring down the stairs.
Did you fall again. Do we need to go to the hospital wing?\"

\"No. He called me pretty eyes.\" she said

\"Who called you pretty eyes?\" Clare knew to be patient with her cousin. She has tried to help Amaris as much as
possible. Clare found it hard to believe that someone so smart could act like such a ......spaceoid? a new American
term that stuck to Clare\'s thoughts.

\"That guy. Sirius Black. He caught me before I could fall down the stairs.\"

\"You should be more careful Amaris. Come on lets get your things put away before dinner.\"

Clare was a year older that Amaris and the two girls were really more like sisters than cousins. The only thing is that
Clare being older she often treated Amaris like a child. Amaris didn\'t mind to much but had to remind Clare that
sometimes if she took it too far.

Later that night in the common room.

\"Please try one more time Amaris. You\'re getting better.\" The common room was pretty empty considering the lateness
of the day. Clare had Amaris praticing at balancing a book on her head and walking around without dropping it. Amaris felt
a little embarrassed but she was getting loads better.

\"Clare I feel foolish. This has got to be one of the stupidest things you have had me do.\" Amaris alway complained about the equeequette lessons that Clare forced on her.

\"Do I need to remind how pleasent it is to actually fall down the stairs? This is to help you walk straight and help you keep your
balance. Now come on do another lap and we can call it a night. And don\'t roll your eyes at me!\" Amaris turned her back,
rolled her eyes, placed to book back on her head and started to walk toward the portrait door.

Before she reached it, it opened and four guys walked in. Amaris lost her nerve, stopped, the book wobbling dangerously
on her head, until she made eye contact with Sirius. He smilled, nodded, and walked past her. Something then happened
that suprised Amaris. She wanted to finish without dropping the book. Courage and Pride flared hot in her veins.

The boys had taken seats by the fire. She could feel his eyes on her back. Taking a deep breath, she started again and
made it to the Portrait hole, turned around and started back. She made eye contact with him again. Her back straightened
more and she made it back to Clare without dropping the book and without looking away from him. She could hear Clare
saying something but her attention was focused on Sirius. He nodded and made a clapping motion without making any noise.
For the first time Amaris knew she really liked someone and she would get to know him if it was the last thing she would do.


12 years later.......................

A/N: I love Sirius Black. Actually I Love all of JK\'s charaters. Black will always hold a little extra space in my heart. Needless to say that in OoTP
I was devistated that he was the charater she chose to kill off. Well I do understand that we do not live in a perfect world and death is a very important
part of that. I just wish we could have gotten to know him better. So deciding this I am embellishing on her idea of Black. Thank You.