“What did I say?” I asked him, looking around for her. 
 
“You always say the wrong thing, Lenny.” Teddy said with a laugh. 
 
 In my defense, I don’t really know what I say that’s so offensive. Maybe it’s just my face or something. I’ve heard faces can scare people off pretty good.
 
 

“Well...I started a fire in Potions today, nothing new. Not my fault though, those Mermaid Tears jump by themselves, I swear!" I knew he was fishing for a specific answer, but I didn’t have the proper answer.
 
 
 

Well, it may be the fact that I am her. It may be the fact that I have your letter under my bed, taped to the bottom of the mattress so no one will find it. I could know about L.C because you are pathetically sending me letters.
 
 
 

If Black was that thick, so be it, I was fine with that. It meant my identity of L.C. was hidden. And my identity as a owl as well.

The owl gig was going out the window anyways. I wasn’t sneaky Slytherin enough for it.
 
 
 

“You look like someone plenty of wrackspurts would be attracted to. They like nice hair. You have nice hair…but small ears. Good thing your hair hides it.”

Remus smacked his forehead with his palm and Black looked dumbfounded. He opened his mouth, closed it, and then opened it again, only to snap it shut. I blinked at the pair, unsure what I did wrong. I complimented him, didn’t I? Shouldn’t he be happy?
 
 

“So what are your intentions with my brother, McDonald?” Yes, I had just pulled out the surname card. This meant business.

Oh, I think you know.” She said with a wink.

"I'd like exact words." I told her "I want to quote you when I owl Mum about you." 
 
 
 
 
 

I felt arms snake around my waist, but I didn’t care. The music was so intoxicating. Screw nargles, screw Teddy, screw my family; music was my new love. It loved me back. I could feel it. It held me close and loved me for me. I didn’t have to be bloody L.C. for the music. 

 

“You could’ve at least put up a fight.” I heard above me. I looked up in shock to see Sirius leaning over it, a large smirk on his face. I shrieked, throwing my wand at him. It flew right into his open eye.

 Father didn’t sneak Teddy extra pieces of pie when Mom had her back turned. Father didn’t stay up late on Teddy and I’s birthday night to wish him a happy birthday. Father didn’t pick roses for Teddy when he was sick. Father didn’t call Teddy his ‘little princess’. I know parents aren’t supposed to pick favorites, but I was definitely Father’s favorite.
 
 
 

"Hey, I resent that! We'd make a fantastic couple! Right Lenny?" Sirius said, looking straight at me.

“You can’t say no to them all!” Marlene protested from the other side of the door. I heard her stomp away to find another one.

“Can’t he just be the one to wear the dress?” I asked hopefully. Maybe Sirius would. I have always had a theory that he had a feminine side. He did have an obsession with his hair after all.

It was like Sirius was my own Protego charm, but ten times better. Maybe that’s what love is. Feeling the security of a Fidelius Charm. Maybe it’s that adrenalin pump you feel when you first ride a broom. Maybe it’s even that feeling you get when you look into someone’s eyes like I was and realize that the flaws you have known for so long don’t matter anymore. All that matters is them.

Romeo and Juliet? No. It's a Sirius and Lenny love story now. I'd make sure of it.

"No. It's simple. If you love someone, you're supposed to be with them. No games. No gimmicks."
 

"The old Sirius hurt you...the old Sirius was the one that ran from someone they care about. I'm hoping that maybe if a new Sirius came along...any type of Lenny would fall for him again." Sirius's eyes bore into mine.

"McGonagall?" I heard. I looked up to see Black was turned around at the door.

"Yes?" I questioned.

"It's been a good few years, yeah?" He asked, a small smile playing on his lips. I found myself smiling along with him.

"It's been interesting."