Artemis Clarke

“Do you know how bloody hard it is to find motorbike parts for my bike? Pretty hard.” Sirius complained to the nearest person.

“No, I don’t.  But I’m hoping that someday soon I’ll have my own bike and I’ll be the one complaining about how hard it is to find motorbike parts.”  

“you know you love me.”  

“You don’t look all that fine, you know.”

“Yeah I’m sure,” Artemis said, looking away to try and somehow hide her tears.  She didn’t want anyone, not even Lucinda, to see her like this.  

Artemis snorted.  “i think it’s easier getting a troll to do tricks than it is getting a flat.  Looks like I’m going to have to return home after leaving Hogwarts afterall.”  

“I don’t think I want to return home,” Ted shrugged. “Of course, my brother’s still there so they probably wouldn’t mind having me for a little while, but I - I’d rather get my own place and not have to worry about my sister being hurt again or anything.”

“Trust me.. it was time to go.”  Artemis laughed, equally drunk.  

“But drinking was fun.” Rabastan almost whined his words in his drunken state. “I liked drinking all that expensive alcohol for free.”

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“I know.” Sirius simply grinned at her when she called him an arse. “I don’t know, I’ve woken up in worse places than the school’s grounds.” 

Artemis picked up a cup with a little liquid in it.  She sniffed it.  Firewhiskey.  Artie drank down what was left of the alcohol and looked up at Sirius.  “What are you doing here?  Didn’t you graduate or something?” 

“You’re no fun.” Sirius crossed his arms over his chest as he approached and glanced down at her again. 

“you’re an arse,” Artemis said as she looked up at him, her chest still heaving from the tickling.  She groaned at her own loudness and winced at the brightness of the sun.  She sat up with a groan, looking around. “Merlin... could I have picked a worse place to be hungover?” 

Sirius was looking down at Artemis passed out, he was on his way across the grounds when he came across her. He glanced around first then took his wand out, stood a good few feet away and sent the tickling charm at her, putting his wand away once it was cast. 

Artemis woke up to the tickling sensation.  She squirmed on the ground, laughing.  The laughing and movement hurt her pounding head and she was disoriented for a moment before managing to grab her wand out of her boot and cast the counter-charm.  She lay there panting for a moment.  

Sitting on top of the school desk, Hadley folded her legs together as she held out her wand out in front of her. “Expecto Patronum,” she said with as much feeling as she could muster. The white mist shot from the end of her wand but sputtered and disappeared as soon as she cast the spell. She frowned, “great.”

“Looks like you need a happier memory,” Artemis said.  She hadn’t meant to spy on Hadley, but she had been walking by and heard her.  

“Getting a flat can’t be all that hard,” Ted mumbled before looking up from his homework. “Right?”

Artemis snorted.  “i think it’s easier getting a troll to do tricks than it is getting a flat.  Looks like I’m going to have to return home after leaving Hogwarts afterall.”  

“Trust me.. it was time to go.”  Artemis laughed, equally drunk.  

“I wouldn’t pay anyone to share with me, especially someone like you.”

Artemis glared at Doris Purkiss.  They had never gotten along.  Doris irked Artemis.  “Then take your cheap booze and find somebody else to annoy.”