I'm back! The title is based on the song Amazing by Aerosmith. "So, from all of us here at Aerosmith to you all, wherever you are, remember: the light at the end of the tunnel, may be you. Goodnight."

So, here's how this is going to work. I put a lot of work into this story before I wrote it, and I've never done that before. This is the most organised and straight-forward thing I've ever written. So, all of the chapters are based on songs, or just the titles. Some of the chapters may be very short song-fics because of this, but it all follows a plot.

Another thing-this isn't one of those stories with OC self-inserts...I'd shoot myself if I was anything like my OC, anyways. No, the OC is necessary for the plot. She'll be gone soon enough.

Hermione comes in during chapter 3, so stick with me!

Some things may not go chronologically from the books.

I think you will like this story, so give it a shot! ^^

Disclaimer-I don't own Harry Potter, the song My Michelle by Guns n' Roses, or anything else you recognise. I'm not sure if I own Michelle Perez, because I based her off of the song, but that's okay. Oh, I also don't own the song Amazing, which I stole the line "Remember, the light at the end of the tunnel, may be you." That belongs to Aerosmith and Geffen Records. ^^

I hope you like this! ^^

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Evryone needs love
You know that it's true
Someday you'll find someone
That'll fall in love with you
But oh the time it takes
When you're all alone
Someday you'll find someone
That you can call your own
But till then ya better...

Sirius had been with a lot of girls. Probably at least fifty. But none had caught his attention so much as she had.

Sure, he'd heard the rumours. She was a half-blood whose muggle mother overdosed on muggle drugs and died when she was young, and her father owned a strip club. She did drugs herself and barely, if ever, slept in her own dorm at Hogwarts. She spent Hogsmeade weekends either at the Hogs Head with several much older men, or in hidden corridors with whomever she saw fit to satisfy her needs that day.

But there were good thing sabout her. She got all O's in Potions and DADA.

Besides the type of girl she was, which is what mainly caught Sirius Black's attention, Michelle Perez was, indeed, very pretty. On the Saturday evening, when Sirius made up his mind to approach her, she was wearing a very oversized Harley-Davidson tshirt (which peaked his interest, considering his fascination with motorcycles already) and a barely noticeable pair of Slytherin shorts. On her feet were a pair of flip-flops, which she was slowly sliding out of as she stood on her tip-toes, reaching for a potions book in the library.

As her controlled chaos of a blonde pony-tail swished around her back, Sirius made up his mind and walked up behind her. He slid the book off the top shelf with ease and handed it to her once she'd turned around. She smirkd up at him and flipped her hair from her eyes.

"Thanks, Black," she said, looking him up and down. "I could use you more often."

Sirius smirked. "At your service, Perez."

She gave him another quick once-over. Sirius knew how smug he looked when he noticed that she liked what she saw.

"Well," she said finally, not moving. "I guess I'll see you around, then."

Sirius nodden and stepped aside so she could get through, but only enough so that she still had to squeeze past. She smirked again, flipped her hair, and walked over to a battered backpack, sittind down in the chair and sighing heavily as she cracked open the book.

Sirius was far from concentrating on his homework, due tomorrow, with her sitting right across the room from him, tongue pointed out of her mouth as she thought, green eyes lowered.

He finally worked up enough Sirius-Smugness to approach her again.

"Hey, Perez."

She looked up from her book, smirking once again. "Black," she acknowledged. "Fancy meeting you again."

He sneered. "Fancy that." He took the seat in front of her and she rose her eyebrows.

"Can I help you with something?"

"I think you can," Sirius replied. "I lack a date to the last Hogsmeade trip of seventh year. Think you coul help me out?"

She laughed. "You wouldn't be proposing that we go together, would you be?"

"That depends," Sirius replied. "Will you go? Because if you say no, I'll deny even knowing who you are."

She laughed good-naturedly again. "Sure, Black. I'll go with you. But won't your friends miss you?"

Sirius shrugged. "James has Lily and Remus has Macdonald. Peter doesn't have a date, but he's got detention anyways. I won't be missed. You?"

She laughed once more. "I have no friends in this dump, Black, and even if I did, I'm pretty sure they wouldn't miss me. Anyone else I see outside of Hogwarts can be assured they'll see me again."

Sirius grinned and stood. "So it's settled then. I'll see you Saturday at eight."

She winked. "See you then, Black."

And with that, she looked back down at her book and didn't return her gaze to Sirius the rest of the night.

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Many people would refer to Sirius as a bad kid, but there were plenty who also thought he was a rather good kid, leaving his parents because of the nasty things they did, fighting with the Order, stopping any Death Eater that crossed his path. But whenever he was with Michelle in private, he was a completely different person. She persuaded him to try the muggle drugs that had killed her mother. He wasn't a fan of them, but used them because Michelle did. He'd always been a big drinker, though, and so he and Michelle went out a lot.

Besides being beautiful and rebellious, Sirius found that she had quite a unique perception on different topics. She always had something to talk about, some new topic to discuss. She liked it most when Sirius disagreed, so she could argue her points, but Sirius found it difficult to ever fight with her. It hadn't taken him long to fall deeply in love with her. He knew it was dangerous, Michelle being the type of girl she was, but he didn't care. Especially not when she told him she loved him back.

He and Michelle were inseparable. They moved in together, Sirius leaving the Potter's when Lily and James got married and moved in, and Michelle leaving the small apartment above the strip club she and her dad shared. They lived in a small one bedroom apartment, the money Sirius' uncle bestowed him enough to fuel their habits as well as pay for their needs and their home.

Sirius wasn't sure he'd ever be able to leave her. He loved her. More than he'd ever loved anyone. And Michelle seemed to crave his love as well. Every night when they had finished, she would lay curled up in his arms and say simply, "Sirius?"

And he knew before she even had to ask the question what the answer had to be. "I'm here, Michelle."

And she would easily slip off to sleep, content that he was there, at least for the rest of the night. Though he knew he couldn't leave her, not for anything.

Michelle didn't want to join the Order, even when Sirius continued to try and persuade her. She said it wasn't her place to join something when she wasn't so sure what side she was on in the first place. When Sirius started to get worried and force his own beliefs on her, she simply got annoyed and told him that, if anything, she was neutral. She didn't care what happened in the war-it didn't affect her at all.

Sirius was okay with that. He was in the Order, had all of his friends with him, he had his Michelle on the side, and he was completely happy.

At least he was for now.

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Just a little introductory chapter. I really hope you guys stick through the boring first parts, because I promise it's going to get good! Review and tell me what you thought of this, please.

I should have another chapter soon! Next is the song Estranged by Guns n' Roses. Stick around! ^^