'Ello peoples! Okidoke, well, this is the sequel. I decided to write it because enough people wanted me to add more chapters, but I thought that this would be easier.

This one picks up exactly where the other one left off.

Disclaimer: all belongs to Jo, and clotted cream-ness belongs to Blackadder.

So, as Julian's panda shirt said: enjoi.

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I was sitting down to breakfast with Peter. Evans had just sent a rather nasty curse my way, but with my profound quidditch skills, I dodged it and blew her a kiss. She so wants me.

"Where are Sirius and Remus?" Peter asked from across the table.

"I dunno. Perchance they were making out in a broom closet somewhere." I waggled my eyebrows suggestively at Peter. He is so fun to mess with. I know I shouldn't, but… um… actually, I can't think of an excuse for that one.

Peter squirmed in his seat.

Just then, two of my favorite people came bursting into the great hall, hand in hand. I was just about to call out to them when-

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"Oh my."

"Lupin and Black? Really?"

"Who'da thunk it?"

"How can they breath?"

"They're gonna have to come up for air eventually."

"That's hot."

A bunch of girls were taking pictures with cameras they had magically conjured. Why they would like to see that horrifying spectacle again, I have no idea.

Padfoot and Moony broke away from each other. Sirius smiled and waved, then dragged a thoroughly embarrassed Remus to where Peter and I were sitting.

"Hiya James! Peaty. " he nodded to a very white Peter.

"Whoa, am I hungry. I'm so hungry, that if there was food in front of me, I would eat it."

"Really, now?" came Moony's soft drawl. "So you are saying, that if there was food, you would eat it. Is that what I'm hearing? Yes? Well, then, my studies are complete."

Sirius looked frightened.

"What studies? What have you done to me? Am I a muntant?!"

"It's mutant, Sirius. And no, none of that. I have concluded that you are thicker than a bowl of clotted cream, that's been left out by some clot, and is so clotted that you couldn't un-clot it with an electric de-clotter."

"Oh that's all, then? I was beginning to get worried, there. Can't have you messing with my best mate's head." I broke through my initial state of shock to join the discussion.

At this point, I tuned out as my fellows tucked into their breakfasts with replenished enthusiasm. (Eat like garbage dumps, that lot.)

And I realized something. No matter how awkward this was, they had both found someone. And I was truly happy for them.

Wait a minute, Wormtail had a girlfriend, Moony and Padfoot had each other, but poor little Prongsie's all alone…

…Now, where might Evans have gone off to? Since these two don't seem to want to go through with our plans today, maybe she'll go to hogsmede with me…

"Oy! Evans! Wanna go to-"

SMACK!

Well, it was worth a try.

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Well, Remus proved I'm stupider than he thought, but James seems to be okay with us! You know, my heart is just so light that I think I might start floating. Oh wait, I really am floating.

"What the hell?"

"Sirius! Get down from there!"

"I can't! What's happening?!"

"Somebody get Dumbledore! Quick!"

Good ol' Bumbly arrived with Minnie, as I like to call her, hovering over his shoulder, and looking nervous as the mice she catches in her cat form.

"Professor, you must do something!" So much for teachers keeping their cool in a strange situation…

My feet were just about touching the top of the bench I was just sitting on. I flapped my arms and found to my great delight, that I would go higher. I tried it a few more times. Doing summersaults and flips. Going one way, then the other. What fun! What joy! What-

OOMPH.

I groaned.

Apparently, Professor Dumbledore had preformed some sort of charm to make me stop flying. Bah! He was just jealous! I bet he's wanted to learn to fly all his life! Then when someone else actually does it, bam! Down they come. Stupid old lazy-

"Mr. Black, please be more conscientious of what goes in you goblet next time you take a drink." His midnight blue robes swirled around him as he walked out of the great hall.

Stunned, I turned my head back to my friends shocked faces…

…Just in time to see Peter tuck a small vial back into his book bag.

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DUN DUN DUUUUUN!

Okay, I know, that one sucked, but I promise that they'll get better! And I'm also really sorry that this one is so short.

Please please PLEASE tell me what you think. Give me advice/suggestions/criticism PLEASE! I love to hear what you all have to think. It means so much to me.

THANK YOU FOR READING!!!!!

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-Rita