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[Sirius Black!]

Sirius woke up with a song stuck in his head. It wasn't just any song, it was the kind of annoying song that wouldn't allow him to just put the pillow back over his head and fall back to sleep. It bothered him until he got out of bed. Stick in just his boxers, Sirius mumbled the lyrics of the song to himself as he casually danced around the dormitory. No one else seemed to be awake, and if they were, they were already out of there. Besides, if someone saw him singing and dancing to himself, he doubted they would make fun of him.

Sirius went to the end of his bed, opened his trunk and then grabbed his clothes before heading off to the bathroom. He stripped naked and entered the shower. He took this opportunity to sing as loud as he could while scrubbing up. He played with the shampoo in his hair, and then when he finished, he dressed and decided that breakfast was probably the best thing. He had a bounce in his step as he went through all the corridors and down all the stairs. Many girls giggled at his upbeat mood, but he didn't take notice.

Sirius entered the Great Hall, and didn't immediately see any of his friends. Really, it felt like he hadn't seen them in ages. He half-danced over to the Gryffindor table and sat down and began to pile food onto his plate while continuing to sing to himself. He could feel eyes on him, but then again, that was nothing new. He continued to eat and hum, not really paying much attention to the people around him.

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[integra echoes]

The early bird gets the first slaughter. That's what Integra was always told as a child. So earlier than some of the other students the tormented beauty rolled out of bed and to the showers. Integra was not a singing in the shower sort of person. So obviously she chose not to. Leaning her head back she let the water run down her chest and over her tight abs and hips, turning around she stretched out her neck under the water as it fell around her shoulders and raced down her back and over her curves. Her many tattoos glistened and disappeared under the suds.

She got out rolling her shoulders and dressing quickly, painting on her face and pinning up her hair. She was standing before a mirror in a pair of tight jeans and her bra. Buckling her heals around the ankle she hummed a little to herself and then pulled a very thin revealing shrug and slipped her wand into a little loop at the side of her bra. She'd especially sewn it in there for storing her wand. Adjusting her breasts once she left and made her way down the halls singing to herself.

"Well I'm a coo-coo and your a cow. I'll tell you I'll kill you but I won't tell you how! that's up to the platypus who wears a yellow hat, But he'll only say 'dear you're incredibly fat!' He has tea on tuesdays he tells me, but that doesn't matter cuz you'll already be balmy!!!" She cackled out a laugh as she kicked open the door to the great hall and stole an apple from a first year.

Sitting atop the Slytherin table, where younger boys drooled over her exposed bits, Integra found her perch the perfect place to watch everyone. And at that moment who should come dancing in but the perfect person to watch. That stupid blood traitor Sirius Black. Taking a vicious bite out of the apple she looked around for other older slytherins. No Snape? No Zabini? No Lestrange?? This was pure madness! But it would be such an honor to torment him herself. Grinning wildly she stared at the back of his heads. A gaze that damn well could have burned a hole through his forehead.

Pulling back her arm she tried not to laugh with madness. "Hey, Black....Having fun getting filthy with the mudbloods and muggles?" She hucked her apple at him and hit him smack in the back of the head. Leaning back on her hands she grimaced at him.

[Sirius Black!]

Honestly, Sirius wasn't really in the mood for Slytherins. He was in the mood to go to Hogsmeade with his mates, buy candy and talk about impossible things. Well, providing he could find such people. Remus had no doubt run off with Annelise or Lena somewhere, James was probably chasing Lily and Peter was probably helping him. He tried to not let it get to him ... he just didn't understand why everyone seemed to want to pursue girls so heavily. They were Marauders, for Merlin's sake, they had all the time in the world! Besides, at least two of them were lookers and therefore could probably find anyone that they wanted.

Who did find Sirius was not someone that he had hoped. It wasn't one of his regular antagonists, but a bratty one all the same. He looked at her outfit in a bemused manner. Who wore heels around Hogwarts? Most girls simply opted for flats or trainers.

"I'm sorry, are we acquainted?" Sirius asked in a chipper tone as if she had asked how the weather was or how his day was going. He didn't like her type, from her tattoos to her heels, and suddenly very much wished that he hadn't had that song stuck in his head all morning. Besides, she was obviously bored considering he didn't frequently converse with her, even just to exchange insults. He raised an eyebrow at her comments, snorted and replied with, "Honestly, with your getup, you could pass for a Muggle more easily than most of the Muggle-borns I know."

The unfortunate part was that he was serious. Sirius didn't really know many witches or wizards with tattoos covering their body or willingly wore such Muggle-appropriate attire, especially for a Pureblood. He knew many Purebloods who would never dare be caught in jeans, but apparently Integra was the exception. He wasn't very pleased that his would-be good early-morning had already turned sour.

"So are you just bored with your pathetic life, or do you actually have some sort of reason to be speaking to me? I mean, I could banter with you all day, but I don't want to," Sirius continued onward, simply.

Honestly, he would prefer the company of anyone else. He usually ran into one of his best mates or Lena or someone of the like a million times in a day, but this was the one unfortunate time that he hadn't. He sighed as he turned back to his food and continued to eat as if she wasn't actually there.

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[integra echoes]

The poor boy was trying to ignore her. How ridiculous. No one could just ignore Integra Echoes. Firstly because the girl was very simply, quite a site to be staring at. Secondly, because she really didn't like being ignored. Narrowing her eyes at the back of his head, Integra drew in a little breath. Her eyes were alight with fire as his words boiled into his veins. Comparing her to muggles, pretending he had no idea who she was.

"Oh, Sirius, I've only been great pals with you cousin Narcissa for what?? YEARS now?" Pushing herself off the table she'd been sitting on, Integra let her heals clack against the stone floor of the great hall. Closing the space between them, Intega placed both her hands on either side of him on the table.

She leaned in, her breasts brushing against his back. Whispering to him, Integra grinned wickedly. "These school uniforms are just so constricting. Sure I'll end up in trouble, but lets face it, not many of the male professors are complaining. And neither have many of your filthy little friends. What do you think?" It was undeniable that Integra did have a really rather attractive body. And even if she wasn't someone's type... well boys would be boys and most boys thought well of any bit of exposed boobs. And Teggy had plenty of that. "Besides, I thought you liked muggles Sirius!" Running a hand over his shoulder she toyed with the tie around his neck.

She smelled thickly of a strange floral scent. Something undistinguishable. The only way to describe it was a sickly sweet poisonous smell. Like Honey Venom. "Right??? YOu love muggles so much you'd rather be one of them than even be in your own family. Isn't that right?? Blood traitor?" She tightened his tie a little too tight then patted his shoulder straightening out and smiling.