Okay, so I won't make this note very long. But obviously we don't own the characters that you reconize. But, we do own Amelia and Lacey Mills.

Oh, and there's a little thing at the end...not all of the chapters are going to have them, but some of the might. It still kind of a thing we're talking about.

Happy Reading. emilyanne. [& Jenni.

One Night & One More Time

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Amelia Mills sat in the middle Transfiguration class, listening to Professor McGonagall drone on about transfiguring cups into kittens when a parchment ball hit her square in the side of the head. This had been going on all class and she knew who was behind the parchment projectiles.

"Sirius Orion Black, I swear to Merlin, if you don't stop, the sharpened side of my quill will be up your nose." She whispered harshly.

"A violent little one aren't you, Amelia Esme Mills." He laughed.

"Shut up, I hate my middle name." She snarled. "I'm also trying to learn, something you should try once in a while."

"I know all this junk." He said leaning towards her so he could whisper in her ear. "So, you want to, hang out tonight."

"I'd rather be killed, resurrected, and killed again." Amelia pushed him away. "Now leave me alone."

"You're a demented one. I like that in a girl." He smiled a coy smile. Amelia narrowed her eyes, took her quill and plunged it into his arm. Sirius gave a painful yelp and pulled the quill out of his arm. Amelia gave a satisfied smile and burst into laughter.

"Black, Mills!" McGonagall screeched, "What's the meaning of this? Mr. Black, why on earth are you bleeding?"

"She stabbed me with her quill!" He said incredulously, holding his arm.

"Amelia!" She looked taken aback. "20 points from Gryffindor. I never would have expected to see something like this from you!"

"You wouldn't have had to if dummy over here had just left me alone." Amelia argued. Sirius was going to respond, but McGonagall interrupted.

"Both of you! Out!" She pointed to the door.

"But-" Amelia started.

"No, you've both interrupted my class enough. Out!" She opened the door for them, and they both moseyed out of the classroom, Amelia looking rather pissed.

"Thanks a lot, you jerk." Amelia glared at Sirius as they walked down the corridor.

"Hey, this was your fault." He told her.

"Oh, you know that it is not." She shook her head.

"Hey, a boy can dream, can't he?" Sirius smiled.

"You do realize I hate you, don't you?" She snarled.

"You're too sweet." Sirius told her.

"Do you two ever stop arguing?" Remus Lupin laughed walking into stride with the duo.

"What are you doing out of class?" Amelia asked.

"Professor took me out of classes today...I'm waiting for some new girl, no idea when she's coming though." Remus answered.

"Lucky." Sirius laughed. "Why do the smart ones always get to do that kind of stuff?"

"Because the smart people in this school can afford to miss a class every once in a while. Something which I can't. Thanks, Black. Once again." Amelia glared at him...she didn't mean it as much as she pretended it to mean, but guys, especially the marauders, are very egotistical, hands down.

"Why do you have to be such a git?" Sirius asked her.

"Me!? You shouldn't even be talking, mister high-almighty." Amelia stopped walking.

"Do you two EVER take a break?" Remus asked, looking from one to the other in awe. Amelia looked at the ground, as Sirius gapped, not finding words to explain what he was thinking.

"She always starts it," He finally muttered. At those words, rage flashed in Amelia's eyes.

"I bloody hell do NOT!" She yelled.

"You do. And you're too much of a girl to admit it." Sirius said calmly.

"What does being a girl have to do with it?" She asked, "I did not start that in Transfiguration. You deserved what you got, and you know what? I hope it hurts like hell!"

Sirius paused and faltered. "Well...it doesn't."

Remus laughed. "Suuure, Sirius."

"...it doesn't."

"Whatever," Amelia rolled her eyes. "So, where are we going?" Sirius shrugged and looked at a Remus.

"Why does everyone always expect me to have a plan?" he asked the two.

"You're Remus?" Amelia stated...even though it wasn't the best answer. Sirius thought for a minute and nodded in agreement.

"Wait a second! Shhh, listen!" Remus whispered loudly, putting his hand to his ear. "Do you hear that?" Amelia raised an eyebrow and shook her head.

"Hear what?" Sirius asked.

"I think you two ceased arguing for a whole minute!" Remus looked at the two happily.

"Ohh, that was mean Remus, real mean," Amelia said half-heartedly.

"You're a git, too, you know." Sirius growled. "So, you don't know when this new girl's supposed to get here?" Remus shook his head slightly.

"...do you know new girl's name?"Amelia asked...calling someone 'new girl' didn't seem very nice, now, if she knew her that would have been a totally different story.

"I think it was Lacey. Yeah, Lacey something." Remus nodded.

"Lacey something...aren't you supposed to be smart? And don't smart people remember things?"

"I don't know, it sounded a lot like your last name I think. You know, Mills." Amelia looked down the corridor and thought to herself. Nahh, it couldn't be...could it?

"What's with you, Amelia? You're all quiet." Sirius asked.

"Uhh...nothing..."Amelia said distracted."Wait! Why do you care if I'm quiet? Does it affect you? No. I didn't think so."

"Wow, somebody's PMSing" Sirius laughed, nudging Remus in the ribs. Remus shook his head.

"One day...I hope you get PMS by some unlucky curse. Or...I hope you get breast cancer." Remus laughed.

"You are evil, you know? But in a good way." Sirius looked at him as if to say "Whose side are you on?"

"Thank you," Amelia replied and smirked at Sirius.

"Mr. Lupin!" They heard a call from the other side of the corridor. They turned to see Professor McGonagall rushing towards them. "Miss Mills is waiting for you in the Great Hall." At the name, all of the color drained from Amelia's face. Sirius looked at her, and realized that now wouldn't be the time to crack a joke. He walked next to her as they followed Remus.

"It'll be okay," He whispered down into her ear...trying to give her comfort, even if he didn't know why.

"Thanks." She said taking a shaky breath. She felt as if she were about to burst into tears. It had been so long since she'd seen Lacey, what if she hated her? They reached the Great Hall, in record time, or so it seemed. Sirius held back a couple minutes with Amelia, while Remus went into the Hall with McGonagall to greet Lacey.

"So, what's going on?" Sirius asked her. Amelia breathed in. She couldn't believe she was doing this...she couldn't believe she was talking about this, especially to Sirius Black.

"My parents...they never loved each other...in fact, they were barely friends. One night they were both at a party, and then things got a little wild, or crazy, whatever. Next thing you know, they were getting married. My father wouldn't put a pregnant woman out onto the street. Eight months...yeah, eight, later she gave birth...

"I can't go into the story...I don't know the whole story. But, they got into a big fight...and then we got into a fight...and well, present day." Amelia huffed. "I made no sense...you'll probably figure something out soon enough."

"Wow. I never knew. Why did I never know? When was the last time you saw her?" Sirius had so many questions and they came out all at once. But before Amelia could answer, the doors to the Great Hall opened and a girl who looked a lot like Amelia stepped out followed closely by Remus and McGonagall. Amelia looked away from Sirius and over at the girl. The girl, Lacey, looked at Amelia and then at Sirius.

"Hey, I'm Lacey," She said smiling at Sirius.

"Hey, Lacey." Amelia said, looking at the ground.

"Amelia."

"How's Mum?" She asked, she could feel Sirius and Remus following them with their eyes, like the conversation was a tennis match

"She's...well, better than she was last time you saw her." Lacey let a breath she hadn't known she was holding. "What about Pops?"

"Why do you insist on calling him 'Pops'?" Amelia asked with disgust." And he's fine, I guess."

"Well, what the hell do you want me to call him? Daddy?" Lacey spat out the last word.

"Well seeing as he is your father is seems a bit more fitting, doesn't it?" Amelia spat back walking forward, but before she could reach her twin, she felt Sirius' hand wrap around her forearm.

"Father's just a title. He hasn't done shit for me, I don't care." Lacey said casually.

"I could say the same for Mummy Dearest." Amelia said trying to break away from Sirius' grasp.

"Oh puh-lease. You've had your Mum/Amelia time. She offered to have you come over at a break if you wanted." Lacey rolled her eyes and looked to Sirius. "Just let her go, it's not as if she'll do anything anyway."

"Just calm down." Sirius whispered. Amelia took a deep breath and nodded; Sirius slowly let go of her arm.

"Yeah, if I came over during break, I'd be stuck at home while Mom was at work. She never comes home at a decent hour!" Lacey rolled her eyes once again, and put her hands on her hip.

"Some people do have to work for a living, if your dad would pay child support every once in a blue moon, we might not even be having this damn conversation. And what am I? Chopped liver? Yeah sure, no one ever gives two shits about Lacey."

"Don't you dare play the helpless role! I happen to know you could do more than get by without child support. Which reminds me, how's the house-elf?" Amelia spat. Lacey chuckled.

"Helpless role my arse. And you know that Spritz is useless...even more now that's he's what? How old. I'm a bit tired of this, and the whole 'I-know-everything' card has been overplayed, get a new role, babydoll, it doesn't work."

"W-we should get on with the tour." Remus told Lacey.

"Yeah, okay." Lacey said and followed Remus down a corridor.

"You coming?" Remus asked nervously to the other two. Sirius looked at Amelia for an answer, when she shrugged, Sirius followed with Amelia close behind him.

After a few minutes of walking in a tense silence, Lacey spoke up. "What can, and can't, you do in the castle?"

"Be a bitch." Amelia whispered so only Sirius could hear.

"Is that a can or can't?"

Amelia laughed. "Apparently for her it's a 'can.'"

"And for the other half of the female population in this school?" Sirius smiled at her.

"Eh, I guess it depends on the day, you know, us females." She smiled back. Sirius shuddered.

"Hey." She slapped him in the stomach. "We aren't that bad are we?"

"Only on your bad days..."

"Hey, Lovebirds, hurry up!" Remus called from a few yards in front of them. They both glared at him for the use of the word "lovebirds" but quickened their pace. "And that's the Transfiguration classroom. McGonagall teaches that." He went on with the tour. "Don't get on her bad side." Remus offered his advice

"Eh, McGonagall? That teacher from before? She doesn't seem that bad," Lacey said, exaggerating the 'that.'

"You've never been punished by her after being stabbed by a quill then!" Sirius piped up. Amelia turned red at that.

"Stabbed by a quill? What...did the stabber get like two days in the torture chamber or something?" Lacey said totally seriously.

"Nope, I'm still here." Amelia raised her hand smiling. She decided to try to put their differences aside, for a while at least. "Sorry about that, Sirius." Lacey gave them all a confused look.

"He threw parchment at me. Then he hit on me." Amelia explained.

"I did not hit on you!" Sirius exclaimed. Remus laughed.

"Mate, you definitely did." Remus said once he stopped laughing.

"I'm so lost." Lacey stated.

"...You don't want to know," Amelia said.

"I probably don't," She agreed. Remus nodded in agreement, and they started walking again.

"So, what do you do for fun here?" Lacey asked.

"Uhh well..." Remus started, not quite sure what to say or how to say it.

"Uhh well, what?" Lacey said.

"Well, there's Quidditch." Sirius told her.

"Been there, done that, injured twice."

"Hey! I remember that. You were never the same after that crash!"

"Yeah...they had to remove my forearm bone twice and I couldn't put pressure on my right leg for like two months." Lacey said. "I just...I can't even remember how I was before it..." She said quietly.

"I forget, whose fault was that?" Lacey looked down, then back up.

"Mainly mine. But seriously, who flies that close to you, he was a beater none-the-less, my god!"

"Git." Amelia muttered. "The beater, not you." She quickly said. Lacey shrugged.

"We also visit Hogsmeade every month." Remus said

They walked for a bit more, they were coming to the end of their tour, and were showing her to the common room when Amelia looked at her fraternal twin. "I'm sorry." She told her

"Don't be 'Melia. It's not as if it was your fault. It was equally mine," Lacey said quietly, she hated admitting to things and apologizing.

"Aww!" Sirius' voice drifted to the girls. "That's so sweet!" Amelia looked at Lacey,

"Kill him?" she asked, her eyebrows raised.

"Ahh...I think we can let him go with a warning," Lacey said to her. "But. If he ever mentions to anyone that I apologized to you...he'll never have kids...or be able to pretend that he can," She said looking him straight in the eyes.

"Girls, let's not be mean to poor, dear Sirius." Remus told them.

"Yeah." Sirius nodded his face full of fear.

"Oh no. You misinterpreted cutie. That...was me, being nice." Lacey shrugged. Amelia laughed.

"Yeah, you've never seen her when she's angry. It's pretty scary. If it were her, that quill wouldn't have been in your arm." Lacey smirked and nodded to her sister.

"D-did you just call me 'cutie'?" Remus asked, turning a slight shade of pink.

"Yeah, I like nicknames...or pet names, whatever you want to call it," Lacey said.

"Aww, she's giving you a pet name and you two don't even go out." Amelia smiled. Lacey rolled her eyes with a smile on her face.

"And here's the common room, dearie!" Amelia swept her hands in the direction of the Fat Lady's portrait.

"Uhh...it's a picture."

"Diggle Hornsby!" Sirius said proudly. The portrait didn't do a thing.

"Wrong password." It told him.

"What a genius," Remus said.

"Licorice wands!" Amelia smiled. The portrait swung open to reveal a large hole in the wall. Amelia looked back at Sirius. "I win!" She stuck her tongue out. Lacey followed behind her, cutting Sirius off.

"Hey, no cuts!" Sirius told her.

"You snooze, you loose."

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October 13--Sirius was being even more annoying- if that's possible. He got us kicked out of class. The jackass. He is beautiful- but so what? Okay, he's more than beautiful, he's gorgeous! And he hit on me. But I don't like him. My feelings towards him are actually quite the opposite.

But then there was this moment, when I found out that my long lost twin- whom I haven't seen in like five years, showed up in school. He comforted me. It was sweet, yet very un-Sirius like. But I swear I don't like him.

Then there was a moment when I thought I was going to go off and hit Lacey. Sirius held me back. He didn't want me to get in trouble. Again sweet, yet un-Sirius like. Maybe I just don't know that side of Sirius. But do I want to? Maybe it's true, that he's not like his family. Okay, I KNOW he's not like them. But maybe for me it's just easier to think that he is and have that as a reason to not admit that I DO like him. Oh shit, I DO like him.

But I don't have to worry about that, because he would NEVER like me. I'm too, well, me. I'm not the prettiest. Lacey's prettier, everyone says so. Lacey's smarter, the school says so. She's more artistic. She's better with boys. Shall we compare her million boyfriends to my zero? She's just ugh. The only thing I'm better at is Quidditch, and that's because of the accident, and it's not because I have skills, it's the fact that Lacey's been afraid to get back on a broom since the accident.

Okay, now that I've lowered my self confidence even more, I think I'll sleep.