Author's Note: This is simply a story about Sirius Black and my OC, Megan Roma. I'd like to let everyone know that I am growing as a writer, and that I am nowhere near perfect. Please, I'd like your reviews to help me grow, even if you don't like this story at all. Just remember there is a difference between constructive criticism, and just insulting something.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, no matter how much I would like to. Although I do own my OC.

Chapter 1:

I smiled brightly as I walked on to the Quidditch Pitch followed by my teammates. It was our first game, we'd be going against Gryffindor, and I expected a win. Our previous season hadn't gone well, but I didn't want that to impact how we played that year. I knew we had improved, and I knew we could win.

As I stood there about to mount my broom I felt someone grab my hand, and I knew exactly who it was. My boyfriend, Dominic Layton, he was also our keeper. "Good luck kiss?" He said before I gave him a quick peck on the cheek.

I examined the Gryffindor team, they had a new seeker, but I was expecting that because their seeker from the year before graduated. For the rest of team, it looked relatively the same. I thought they may have gotten a new beater. For my team we had gotten a new chaser, seeker, and we replaced both of our beaters. I think some of our players had been discouraged because of all the losses we suffered in my sixth year.

Before I knew it the game started and even though my mind wasn't all the way there yet, my body knew exactly what to do. Soon enough my brain was in the zone, and I could play about ten times better. Next thing I knew we were up 140-110. It looked like we were going to win, and I let my guard down for a split second. But that split second was still long enough for me to get knocked off my broom by a Bludger.

As I fell I felt really helpless. I knew I could've used my wand to save myself, and I knew the spell to do it, but my body just wouldn't move. I had never been conscious as I fell off a broom, so I really didn't know what to expect about it. The last thing I remembered was hitting something hard, but it didn't feel like ground.

When I woke up I saw my team surrounding me, but I also saw the Gryffindor team surrounding another bed. This made me kind of confused because typically we didn't get more than one injury per game. Dominic was sitting right by my bed with his hand placed on mine. Impulsively, I took my hand and ran it through his hair, something he didn't absolutely love, but I always did it anyways.

After a few moments of quiet I finally spoke up and asked, "So what exactly happened? Oh and we won right?" I was very curious about both, I was probably more curious about who won because it didn't really matter to me what happened as long as I could play in the next game, and that we won.

"Well you were hit by a Bludger," Derrick Wale, one of our beaters, started, "and then the impact of the Bludger was so strong that it knocked you into Sirius, and then you kind of fell, and now you're here."

I nodded, "Okay, so did we win?"

Dominic laughed at me, for a reason unknown to me, "Yes, Meg, we won. Joshua caught the snitch about a half an hour after you were taken here. How could we not win with how hard you've been making us practice?"

That made me smile, extremely proud of my teammates, I was going to congratulate them but before I could say anything Madame Pomfrey came in and pushed her way through both the Gryffindor and the Hufflepuff crowds, and she began speaking to both me and Sirius, who I could now see in the other bed. I noticed that Sirius had his left arm in a splint before Madame Pomfrey started talking, "Now that you're both awake, I'll let you know that luckily both of you only made it out with minor injuries. Miss Roma, you have a broken hand and quite the bruise over you ribs, but nothing life threatening. Mr. Black all you have is a broken arm. Both of you will be real

I nodded my head, but inside I didn't really care about what was wrong with me. "I'll be able to play in the next Quidditch game though, right?"

"Technically, it is not under my control when you are allowed to play Quidditch again. It will be up to your head of house to decide that." She nodded at both of us and went on, "Now if neither of you need immediate attention I have a few things that I must take care of. I recommend that both of you get some rest, and that means everyone else must leave."

I could tell by the look on his face that Dominic didn't want to leave, "Go on, I'll be fine."

He kissed me on the forehead and said, "I'll be here first thing in the morning. Feel better." Before he left I was going to tell him how unnecessary that him being there first thing in the morning really was. I often felt like he babied me to much.

I had never really spoken to Sirius. I knew him and his friends were known as the Marauders, but I never really spoke to any of them personally. Except during my third year I was partnered with James Potter in potions class, but that was the only time I had any kind of contact with them. Well not including Quidditch, obviously.

I looked over at Sirius, and sat up and bit. I felt bad, like it was all my fault. If I had been paying attention I wouldn't have been hit by the Bludger, and Sirius wouldn't have been hit by me. Once he looked back at me, my brain kind of made me blurt out, "I'm sorry I hit you. I swear I didn't mean to." I'm sure I sounded like a loser, it's not like I could've aimed as I fell, but I knew that if I didn't get it out I would've felt bad .

He chuckled and said, "You're sorry? Why? I wasn't the one who took a Bludger to the gut. All I got hit with was what? A ninety-five pound girl? Honestly, the fall is what really got me, not you hitting me."

"One hundred and twenty-three pounds actually, and if I hadn't hit you, you wouldn't have fallen, now would you?"

"I don't know," he started with a shrug of his shoulders, "I could've. Maybe if you didn't get hit with that Bludger, I would've, and knocked you off your broom. A million things could've happened to knock me off my broom, so don't feel bad."

I smiled, "Thanks, but I still can't help but feel bad."

"Just think of it this way, you've heard of an eye for an eye. This was just a chaser for a chaser. No big deal. Or think about it this way, if you keep on feeling bad, you're gonna make our beater that hit you feel bad, and if he feels bad you're just gonna feel even worse for making him feel bad, and if you feel even worse your boy toy is going to feel bad, and eventually the whole entire school is just going to feel bad, and it will be your fault, just for feeling bad about knocking me off my broom."

I was a bit surprised by how kind Sirius was being to me. I wasn't one to listen to gossip, but sometimes I just couldn't help it, and the things I heard about Sirius Black did not reflect the way he was acting towards me.

"Okay," I laughed, "I'm feeling better about it."

"Why is that?"

"Because I've realized you're a pest. And did you call Dominic my 'boy toy'?" Hearing him say that Dominic was my boy toy was probably the most amusing part of his rant. Mostly, because I had been dating Dominic for over three years and no one had ever referred to him as my boy toy.

He cracked a smile and said, "Excuse me, I meant your lover."

Again, I laughed, "Not getting any better."

"What exactly should he be called then?"

"Certainly, you'd never think to call him my boyfriend, right?"

He shook his head, "Of course not, calling him your lover makes it sounds so much more interesting, plus it makes you blush."

Thoughtlessly, I covered my face up with my good hand and muttered, "Does not." I was sure that it did thought, and him pointing out me blushing only made me blush more. He raised an eyebrow at me, and I sighed, "Maybe it does, so what?"

He shrugged, "So what's the story behind you and Layton? Sometimes it seems like you don't even want him to be your boyfriend. "

I sighed heavily, "It's a long story." I purposely emphasized 'long.'

"I have time; I think I'll be here for a while. Considering I can't leave until morning." He actually sounded interested. I had absolutely no clue why he was interested, but it did seem like he was.

"Alright then, where do I begin?" I swallowed, knowing that no matter how I put what I was about to say, it was not going to sound normal. "Well, my parents knew his parents from when they went to Hogwarts. So like forever. My mom and his mom planned their pregnancies, so that they'd have their babies at the same time. When my mom got pregnant with my brother unexpectedly, Dominic's mom wanted to get pregnant as quick as possible, but didn't. When Dominic's mom found out she was pregnant with him, my brother was almost two and my mom decided it was time to have another child." I quickly glanced at him to make sure he was still paying attention, which surprisingly he was. "Consequently, it feels as if I've known Dominic since before I was born. I don't even think that's possible, but that is how it feels. Throughout our whole entire childhood play dates with each other were being set up for us."

Sirius interrupted me with a question, "How many?"

"How many what?"

"How many play dates?"

"I didn't keep count."

"Estimate."

"Let me think. We probably had over one hundred a year from when were born to when we were six. You do the math."

"You're exaggerating," he insisted.

I shook my head, "I wish I was exaggerating." The truth was that if anything I had been laying it on thin.

It was obvious he still didn't believe me, but he motioned for me to go on with my story anyways.

"Anyways, about when I was seven to eight my brother asked me if Dominic was my boyfriend without me knowing the full meaning of the term. Of course I said yes because I figured he was just referring to him being a boy and a friend of mine. So for the longest time my brother always teased me about having a boyfriend for a reason that I didn't understand. Eventually, my brother teased Dominic and I and told Dominic about me being his boyfriend." Again I paused to make sure Sirius was still paying attention. "Apparently Dominic knew what boyfriend meant because he told me that since he was my boyfriend that we had to get married. At the age of eight I had no intention of getting married so I told him I'd marry him when we were older. Eventually, we pinkie promised on it, and since then my parents have called Dominic their son-in-law and his parents have called me their daughter-in-law. His mom even once told me to call her mom, but I was not comfortable enough to do that."

"Can I ask a quick question?"

"Of course."

"Do you even like Dominic?" I truthfully had no idea why Sirius was so interested in my personal life all of a sudden. We had never spoken before then, and I wasn't exactly expecting us to suddenly become best friends once we were out of the infirmary. Sirius Black was seriously confusing.

It wasn't the question I was guessing he would ask. I didn't know what he was going to ask, I just didn't think it was going to be that. I held up my pointer finger and said, "I'm getting to that. So if I may continue with my story?" He nodded. "Once we started at Hogwarts everyone, or at least everyone form Hufflepuff anticipated the day when we would become a couple. He asked me a few times to become his girlfriend, and I always said no due to the fact that I didn't feel like I was ready for a boyfriend. The truth was that I didn't see Dominic in a romantic way. I saw him as my brother, and sometimes I still do. Do you know how uncomfortable it is to have so many people expect you to marry your brother? It's even more uncomfortable to kiss your brother."

"You didn't answer my question," he stated blankly.

I shrugged, "I like my brother, my real brother. But I'd never want to marry him."

"I don't blame you. I wouldn't want to marry my brother either. But I don't understand why you don't just break up with him."

I rested my head on my good hand, "His parents come over for every holiday. Both mine and his parents have been asking what kind of wedding we want since we officially began dating. I'm pretty sure our moms have already started planning the wedding. If I broke up with him do you know how awkward that would make Christmas for me, Dominic, our parents, and even my brother? I'm pretty sure he feels the same way, 'cause there are these days that I swear if we were in a normal relationship, he'd of broken up with me already. But I guess neither of us wants to be the one to mess up this whole thing, so we both just keep on going on with this charade."

After a few moments of silence I began to laugh not extremely loud, but it wasn't very quiet either. Sirius furrowed his brow at me as if trying to figure out something. "What are you laughing at?"

"I can't believe I just told you all of that," I said through my laughter. Once I quieted myself I continued, "I don't even know you, and I just told you something I've told only one other person. I must be a nutter." Although my ribs were hurting terribly, I couldn't stop myself from laughing. I felt like the most insane person in the world.

Sirius joined in my laughter quickly, "You're no nutter. You know who's really a nutter, my mother's a nutter."

"Why is your mother a nutter?" I asked trying to turn down my amusement level.

He did the same as he explained, "My mother married her cousin. Nothing like marrying your brother, but still terribly mad. Even worse I think she'd rather me marry my cousin than marry a half-blood or a muggleborn. Her pureblood mania is outrageous. You know she disowned me a while back. I couldn't take her or my family anymore. They already looked at me as if I was a disgrace to the Black family. Thought I may as well give them what they want, so I moved in with James."

I snorted, "I can't stand those who judge other based solely on what their blood status is. It's completey arrogant. It's like hating someone because their name starts with the letter R. Or like ignoring someone because they have brown eyes. It's completely impolite and pointless."

"You and mother would get along swimmingly," Sirius joked.

I chuckled, "Yes, please let her know that I'd just love to have tea with her sometime. So I can tell her what a right foul git she is."

"You just called my mother a right foul git; I think we can get a long Roma," he paused for a split second and then he started snickering randomly.

"What now?"

In between laughs he said, "I'm trying to picture you having tea with my mother, it's not going well."

I swear by the way we were acting you'd think we had been slipped a whole lot of firewhisky, which to my knowledge we hadn't been. Since it wasn't alcohol that was making us act so strange, I really did wonder what it was. It was the first time he and I had ever had a discussion, and we were just telling each other these things. These things that people don't typically tell strangers.

I yawned loudly, and realized how late it had gotten all of a sudden. After one last laugh I said, "Not that this hasn't been fun, but if you don't mind I'm going to sleep."

"And what if I do mind?"

"Why would you mind?"

Sirius whined, "Because I'll have nothing to do."

"Well here I'll let you in on a little secret," and at that he seemed extremely interested, but my secret wasn't very interesting, nothing compared to everything I had just told him. "I'm kind of known for talking in my sleep. Maybe that'll keep you amused."

It was amazing how many times I had fallen asleep in the common room, woke up, and someone said to me, "Did you know you talk in your sleep?"

Sirius gave a soft laugh at that, "What kind of things do you say?"

I gave a slight shrug, "People have told me I say random things, that I say things that seem to be going on in my dream, and things that are on my mind, but I've never been awake while it's happening so I really don't know what kind of this I say."

"So while you're sleeping you may reveal some deep dark secret?"

"I don't have that many deep dark secrets, so I really don't think so," I answered while shaking my head.

He looked at me as if I had two heads when he said, "Then I'm not that interested in what you have to say while you sleep."

"Fine then," I snapped trying to sound offended, "but I'm still going to sleep."

"But I'm going to be bored."

"Yeah well, entertain yourself." After he smirked at me I realized just how wrong that sounded. "Not what I meant. Just go to bed."

"I'm not tired though," he argued.

"Go for a walk."

"Sounds like too much work."

"Laziness gets you nowhere."

"Well it's not like I can do much anyways. Can you not see the state that I'm in?" And suddenly, I felt bad again, and Sirius could probably tell by the look on my face. "Listen, Roma, it's not your fault. So if you say that you're sorry, I just might have to," he paused for a second, "prank you, and if you didn't know I'm a top notch prankster."

I laughed at his threat, "I'm so scared. Not. I'm not afraid of your silly pranks, Sirius. And you know you can call me Meg, you don't have to call me Roma."

"Silly pranks?" He asked, sounding offended, "I do not pull 'silly pranks' I pull spectacular pranks, that make people cringe, Roma."

"I'll believe when I see it."

"Oh you're asking for it now, just wait once we get out of the Hospital Wing, you will be my next target for a prank."

I rolled my eyes, "If you say so, but just so you know I'm not going to fall for something stupid. I grew up with an older brother, and he never went easy on me when it came to pranking."

"Understood, but just so you know I wouldn't expect you to fall for something stupid. That's why my prank is going to be brilliant, and you will never see it coming. Never." It was unbelievable how full of himself he sounded.

Madame Pomfrey came back soon after that, and demanded that we get some sleep. I gave no resistance to the idea. Right before I fell asleep a bunch of different thoughts started rushing through my head and I realized that I had never asked anyone the condition of my broom.

End of Chapter 1

So I really hope you enjoyed chapter one of my story. I'm personally not in love with it, but I hope you are. I'd love to hear what you thought of it whether you hated it or loved it or was somewhere in between. I'm aware that nowhere did it say that Sirius did play Quidditch, but for the sake of this story he was a chaser. Not much happened in this chapter, so sorry about that, but in the chapters to come more will be happening. James was supposed to make an appearance in this chapter, but it never happened. But no worries the rest of the Marauders will surely be in the next chapter which should be coming out in a matter of days.