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Original Start: Tuesday, June 17, 2003

Revised Start: Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Whoa it's been a while… let's see if I can fix this fic up at all…

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, only Becky and Emily, most of the characters and magical terms were created by JK Rowling, as you should know.

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Summary: Over a year went by since Ginny Zabini's husband died and she tries to cope; things seem to get difficult when her mind goes astray… Can Sirius help her get over her beloved?

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Chapter One: "What's Your name?"

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The men all raised their cups in front of them with a cheer, causing minor spillage as the glasses clanked.

After nearly twenty years, Sirius Black was free. After going through four ministers of magic, one finally came along that was able to see the injustices of the Black case and was seen to it that Peter Pettigrew was captured.

Although Britain was a slightly safer place due to the changes brought on by Crowley, the new Minister of Magic, there were those death eaters who remained free due to their fortunes and powerful connections; but all in all, today was a day of celebration for Sirius, Remus Lupin, Harry Potter, and three of the Weasley boys.

"I think I'm going to go update to a better drink," Sirius said, looking down at the remnants of foam left in his recently chugged glass of beer.

"Oi, Seri," Ron grinned, half sloshed already, "Keep an eye out for Ginny, she said she was going to come to congratulate you. She should be here any minute."

As Sirius walked into the crowd of people dancing to fast-paced music, he mused to himself how much things have changed since he was last a free man. He couldn't help but perk up to this new lifestyle the new generations seem to embrace; forget the roles of man, woman and family, and take on the freedom life offers.

As he moved through the crowd, a pretty woman smiled as she danced enticingly towards him. He couldn't help but give in as her body came closer to him; his first movements were slightly rusty, but once he zoned out completely on the exhilaration of the situation his body flowed with the beat of the music. The songs came one after another, without pause, and the dancing was all he could do to control himself from stroking her long, black curly hair.

Into the third song another woman came up to them to interrupt that the pretty dancers ride was there. The dancer flashed Sirius a smile and a wave, and was off.

Sirius continued with his original intentions of getting a drink and proceeded to the bar; however, on the way there two women caught his eye. Two red headed girls were dancing together, in what seemed to be a more seductive and intimate dance than the one he previously had with the random girl.

The one was young, probably too young to even be in the bar; the fact that she was wearing a school uniform with the shirt tied up in a knot was a sure telltale that she was too young to be there. Despite her miraculous figure and age, or maybe due to her age, the girl she was dancing with seemed to give Sirius more of a feeling of excitement. She was probably in her early twenties, and was wearing black pants with the new "in style" robes the young witches wore now, which wasn't really a robe at all. The front was laced up and cut around her ribs as the back flowed down loosely right to the ground; the material flowed as if it were silk, and with the body movements she made it created a beautiful image in Sirius's mind of her being tangled in bed sheets with him.

Both of the girls noticed Sirius and the younger one took his gaze as plea to join; she slipped her arm up to his shoulder and danced up to him as the other girl smiled playfully and did the same, but at more of a distance. Sirius moved to the rhythm of the music, but became transfixed on the girls' blissful dancing techniques.

After the song ended, the older one whispered goodbye to the other girl, and slipped her hand down to grab Sirius's and tiptoed up to his ear.

"I believe you need a drink." She said, and dragged him through the crowd.

They got to the bar and she ordered them both drinks. As they waited for the bar tender, Sirius moved to speak to her over the music.

"So do you come here often?"

She smirked and shook her head.

"This poppy scene isn't my cup of tea! But hey, if I can get smashed and dance, I guess it's not too bad!" She said, then nudged him with her elbow. "Oh look, they found us."

Sirius looked over to where her eyes were directed and seen Ron and Harry walking towards the bar from the huge crowd of dancers. He looked to her again and began to speak, utterly horrified.

She gave a smile that was with mirth, and perhaps a bit of booze.

"So what ever happened to you talking to my secretary about booking me for lunch one day, you prat? It's been two months since I've seen you!" She scolded.

Ron shrugged.

"I've been busy."

"Right." Ginny rolled her eyes.

"Remus and the twins are waiting for us in a booth we got. It's silenced, so we don't have to yell over the music," Ron said, perhaps yelling a bit too over the music.

Sirius finished the little left in his drink and followed Ginny and Ron to the booth, trying not to think of how wrong dancing is.

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A/N: Alright, so this is the beginning to the new Taunted Beloved. I haven't posted anything in quite some time… so I'd really like to know what you think about this. Please review!