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Young And Dumb

Chapter Two: How They Met

Sirius was at a crossroads. On the one hand, he did not want to seem like he was intimidated by the Feis, but on the other hand, he wanted to stay far away from their little sister. He had never spoken to her, but something about her screamed Slytherin, and he hated Slytherins. He hated them so much that he did not even want to talk to the girl, despite the fact that it would show her brothers that they could not scare him.

James was a little taken aback, by Sirius's hesitation and rather shocked by his reasons. He admitted that he thought the girl was rotten as well, but he had thought she was more their brand of rotten, rather than the Slytherin kind. In the end, Remus reminded them that they did like the Feis, and maybe it would be best not to push them too far. That was his out, Sirius supposed, and he would take it. Especially after he saw Sorcha convincing a second year boy to do her potions homework. It would be best to stay clear of her.

It was only a month later that he was woken up by the very girl that he was avoiding. He was sleeping on his side, when he felt a sharp tug on his ear. He opened his eyes, and tried to jolt up, when he realized that somebody was using their body to pin him down, and their hand to cover his mouth. James sometimes woke him up like this to cause late night trouble without waking up the others, but this did not feel like James. Whoever was holding him down, was much lighter and had long soft hair that was tickling his face. The hand over his mouth was also very soft.

It was a girl! There was a girl in his bed! Was it Tawny or Mona? ...Probably not Mona. Maybe it was Beth! Then he remembered that she was not in Gryffindor, so it was highly unlikely that it was her. As his mind woke up a bit more, he also remembered that none of those girls were flat-chested like this one. They also were not this small. Who was in his bed?

"Shhh!" The girl whispered, before releasing him.

Sirius turned over and nearly fell out of bed when he saw the eleven year old girl. Her hand covered his mouth, before he could make a sound.

"Quiet!" She hissed. "You don't want to wake my brothers, do you?"

This was bad. Peader and Godric Fei's rooms were not that far away and Sirius's roommate, Ben, was always tattling on the Marauders. He would have to be careful with how to proceed if he wanted to survive. He looked around and noticed that the curtains around his bed were drawn shut. She was up to something, but what? Maybe this was a nightmare, but he could not take the risk of waking up Ben if it was not.

"What are you doing here?" He whispered.

"I need your help." She replied.

"With what?" Sirius asked.

"My brother took my cat again. He hid her and turned her into a cup."

"What?!" Sirius whispered.

"I need you to help me get her back and undo the spell." She elaborated.

"Well I don't want to." Sirius stated. "So go away."

"If you don't, I'll scream." She threatened.

Sirius raised an eyebrow at the girl. She gestured to the curtain behind him and he got the hint. Ben was sleeping in the bed diagonal to him, and there would be no talking his way out of this, especially if she had a good lie prepared.

"Why do you need my help?" Sirius asked.

"Because I know you can do it." She replied. "And I know that you have a bad enough reputation with my brothers that you won't risk me waking up the rat."

She raised her sharp eyebrows at him, indicating that she was prepared to scream any minute.

"Fine. Fine. Where is your stupid cat?"

"In Professor Bulstrode's room." She said.

"Seriously? The creepy old guy?" Sirius groaned.

Sorcha nodded her head.

"Fine." Sirius grumbled. "Wait here a second, while I nick James's invisibility cloak."

Sirius slipped through the curtains and padded over to his Remus's dresser, grabbing his wand on the way. He opened the bottom drawer, shoved the clothing aside, tapped the surface twice with his wand and whispered their secret password. The wood glowed and a handle appeared, allowing him to lift the false bottom and pull out the invisibility cloak. He set the drawer back to it's original state and threw the cloak over himself.

Slipping on a pair of shoes, Sirius returned to the bed and pulled aside the curtain. He lifted the cloak and motioned for Sorcha to join him. They exited the dorm and began their journey to the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher's room. They were quiet as they went through the portrait hole and neither spoke for a few minutes, before Sirius asked a question that was bothering him.

"How did your cat get in Professor Bulstrode's room?"

"Peader had an older student help him disguise it as a gift from his niece."

"And how do you know this?" Sirius asked, wanting to know if he should trust her information.

Sorcha glanced at him and looked away before answering.

"Can't tell you."

Sirius stopped.

"Then why should I trust you?! We could be going on a wild thestral chase!"

"I know that you're sending fake love notes to both Lucius Malfoy and your brother so that you can trap them both in Moaning Myrtle's stall three weeks from now." She informed him.

Sirius froze completely and stared at the girl, completely dumbfounded. He had only told James about that plan. How could she possibly know that?

"How... How do you know that."

"Can't tell you." She repeated. "But I think that should be reason enough to believe me."

"I... Yeah. I suppose it is." Sirius numbly replied, before moving onward,

When they reached Professor Bulstrode's door, Sirius paused to figure out his plan of action. He could not leave Sorcha out here without the invisibility cloak, but he would need it too. He also needed her to tell him which cup was the cat. Somehow, they would have to either get the professor out of bed or put him in a deeper sleep. Sirius wished he had made a plan before they left the dorm, but he had been too tired and confused to even think about it.

"What do you have in your pockets?" He asked Sorcha, noticing that she had a robe on.

"Just my wand and the stuff I snatched out of your nightstand." She replied, casually.

"What?! When -You -How -Why?!" Sirius blabbered.

"I figured you'd be too tired to remember it, and I didn't want to risk waking anyone up by reminding you."

"Okay. Fine. Good" Sirius replied, while holding his hand to his face. "Do you have any dungbombs?"

"Yeah."

She reached into her pocket, pulled out three brown balls and held them out to Sirius.

"Good. We only need one." He said, taking the one he would use.

Sorcha pocketed the remaining bombs and Sirius pulled her along with him to the door. He slowly pushed the door ajar and scanned the small bit of the room he could see. After determining his target, he tightened his grip on Sorcha's arm and aimed for a table filled with glass objects. Warning the younger child to hold onto the invisibility cloak, he lodged the dungbomb at the center of the assortment. The moment it hit, creating a loud crash, Sirius slammed the door shut loudly and ran down the corridor, slapping his feet against the stones as hard as he could and dragging Sorcha along with him.

Once he heard the old man following them, he softened his footsteps and pulled Sorcha against the wall. They quietly slipped into an empty classroom and closed the door softly, just before the professor passed. A minute passed before Sirius opened the door and led Sorcha back down the corridor.

"We have to be quick. I don't know how long it'll be before he comes back. Understand?" Sirius whispered.

Sorcha nodded in confirmation. Sirius cast a bubble head charm on both himself and Sorcha before entering the room. He glanced around the usual surfaces that one would keep a cup on, but was stopped by Sorcha tugging on his sleeve and leading him over to a trunk. Not having time to question her certainty (and knowing that he would not get a real answer), Sirius disarmed the security spells placed upon the trunk, before opening it.

Sorcha immediately grabbed for an object wrapped in purple velvet. She shifted the velvet aside to check it's contents. Confirming that this was the object she sought, Sorcha re-wrapped the cloth.

"This is it." She whispered.

Sirius nodded and shut the trunk. He thought about re-casting the security spells, but decided against it when he heard footsteps in the hallway. The two Gryffindors, stood up and slipped out the door, just as the man resembling a vulture returned with a disgruntled looking Professor McGonagall.

"And you're sure it wasn't Peeves?" She asked, pinching her nose shut.

Sirius and Sorcha walked quietly, as the professors spoke. They could easily lose Bulstrode if they wanted, but McGonagall was another story.

"Couldn't be! I 'eard footsteps!"

"But you didn't see anything and Peeves could easily fake footsteps!" She reasoned.

"Still could've been a student!"

McGonagall sighed.

"Fine. I shall go wake all the other heads of houses, as well as the Professor Dumbledore, so that we may all investigate this incident, which I would have thought you could handle all on your own, given your field of expertise." McGonagall snapped, before conjuring up a patronus.

The moment they were far enough away, Sirius and Sorcha picked up the pace and ran to portrait of the fat lady. Sirius convinced Sorcha to give the password, reasoning that the fat lady was far less likely to recognize her voice and nobody would believe that she was capable of breaking through Bulstrode's security spells. Once inside, Sirius pulled off the cloak and faced Sorcha.

"Give me the goblet and everything you took from my nightstand. Now!"

"But what about-"

"Tomorrow. I promise. But right now we have to cover our tracks. Okay?"

Sorcha glanced at the velvet wrapped goblet in her hands, nervously, before handing it to Sirius.

"Fine." She said, before emptying her pockets.

"Good. Now go to bed. If you can't fake sleeping, be reading a book for just in case they come checking on us. If we all get called down at once, either bring it with you or leave it laying on your bed."

"Right." She agreed before running up the stairs to the girls' dorms.

Sirius watched her disappear, before heading up to his own dorm room. Once inside, he hid the goblet and invisibility cloak in the drawer and sealed it. He cast a spell to put away his stolen possessions, and cast a few more random spells for in case they checked his wand. He flopped himself back into bed and pulled out some homework, to feign innocence.

Ten minutes later, he heard the door open and saw Dumbledore entering with a lantern. They stared at each other for a second before Sirius spoke.

"Professor? What're you doing here?"

"There's been an incident which requires investigating." Dumbledore informed him calmly. "May I ask what you're doing, Mr. Black?"

"History of Magic homework, I thought it might help me get to sleep... Hasn't worked yet."

"Ah, well I'm sorry to say, but your own history, as well as the fact that you're awake, make you a suspect."

"What?! Professor, I swear! I haven't been doing any late night snacking!"

This outburst caused his room mates to wake up.

"Sirius, what're you yelling about?" James groaned.

"Professor Dumbledore?" Remus questioned. "What's going on?"

The others, were stirring and staring questioningly at the headmaster.

"There's been a robbery, and Mr. Black is currently a suspect." Dumbledore informed them.

"But I haven't been in the kitchen since last year!" Sirius protested.

Dumbledore sighed.

"If this is an act, it's a very good one, Mr. Black. I would not be here over a midnight snack. Now I'm afraid that I'll have to ask to ask to see your wand."

"Fine." Sirius grunted, as he thrust his wand at Dumbledore.

"Thank you." Dumbledore replied, before touching the tips of both his and Sirius's wand together.

A pink orb appeared above the wand and Dumbledore raised an eyebrow.

"You were practicing transfiguration?" He asked.

"Yes. On Ben's things." Sirius admitted.

He pointed at his last room mate's bed, which had pink robes hanging off it. The blonde boy finally took notice and became enraged.

"Sirius! Undo it now! Fix it! I can't go around looking like this!"

The other boys snickered at Ben's misfortune. Dumbledore handed Sirius's wand back, but insisted on searching his belongings. The look he gave, though, told Sirius that Dumbledore knew he had the goblet, but that he would not find it among his belongings. After finding nothing, he sent Sirius down to the common room to wait.

Sirius did as instructed and found Sorcha sitting on a chair by the fire and reading a book. Obviously, she had been weeded out for staying awake as well. The two of them ignored each other. Sirius laid down on a couch, closed his eyes and intended to enjoy a few minutes of peace. It did not last long.

Professor McGonagall soon came down the stairs, dragging both Alvina and Fawn with her. The two girls were both sniping at each other, as Professor McGonagall held them apart with surprising strength. Sirius opened his eyes and sat up to watch. Sorcha looked up from her book and her eyes widened upon seeing her cousin being dragged down. Alvina's strawberry blonde hair was unusually neat for having been in bed, and Fawn looked like she had made a failed attempt at disillusionment on herself. Some portions of her body blended in with her background while others did not.

"Alvina?"

"Sorcha! What are you doing down here?"

"Obviously causing trouble, just like the rest of your rotten family!" Fawn snapped.

At this, Alvina broke out of McGonagall's grip and shoved Fawn to the floor.

"Leave my family out of this you crazy bitch! She's just a kid!" She yelled.

Fawn tried to jump up, but was frozen mid-action. Alvina was as well.

"It is time for both of to calm down and act like educated and respectable ladies!" Professor McGonagall seethed, pointing her wand at both girls. "I'm going to release the spell, but both of you are to take seats away from each other. Understood?"

Alvina was released first and walked over to Sorcha's chair. She picked her younger cousin up and placed her on her lap as she sat down and asked what the girl was doing in the common room. McGonagall released Fawn and watched her like a hawk as she took a seat across the fire from the two cousins.

"Fawn, is there any particular reason why you appear to be missing body parts?" Sirius asked.

"None of your business!" She snapped.

"None of you are to speak until the headmaster comes down." McGonagall reprimanded.

They sat in silence, with the seventh year girls occasionally glaring, whenever Alvina looked up from her cousin's book. Sirius continued to lounge on the couch. It was not long before Dumbledore came down the stairs with Godric, Oswin Padmore and Beau Dennis. Godric shot a questioning look at his sister and cousin, who both shrugged. He finally spotted Sirius, as he made his way around the couch to sit down.

"Of course you'd be involved." He grumbled.

"Hey, all I did was turn a roommate's clothing pink! I don't know what this is about, honest!"

"Mr. Black, how many times have I told you to not to use Mr. Abney or his belongings for your homework?" McGonagall scolded.

"I'm not really sure on the exact number." Sirius replied as Oswin prodded him to sit up and move over.

"Ten points from Gryffindor. Now please find a seat Mr. Fei."

"Yes, Professor." Godric said, before sitting in an armchair.

"Now," Professor Dumbledore began, standing in front of the fireplace, "for those of you who have not been made aware; Professor Bulstrode was robbed tonight, and the suspect is believed to have been a student. All the houses are being checked, and any students who are awake or showing signs of suspicion are being questioned, so I'll have to ask all of you what you were doing up? Ms. Davis, would you like to go first?"

Fawn's face turned bright red.

"I -I was -I-"

"She was spying on me and my boyfriend." Alvina cut in.

"I take it that you are referring to Aiken Chang?" Dumbledore clarified.

"Yes." Alvina admitted, her face tinging pink. "We met up in an old classroom."

"Alvina!" Godric groaned.

"Ms. Ness!" McGonagall snapped, rather appalled. "I expected better of both you and Mr. Chang! Fifteen points from Gryffindor and Ravenclaw!"

"You can lose points for studying?!" Sorcha asked.

Everybody looked at the eleven year old, unsure of what to say. Alvina froze in shock, she forgot how innocent her cousin's mind was. Dumbledore caught Godric's eye and gave him a look that said that it was up to him, to decide what to tell his little sister. The young man got the clue, and spoke up.

"Well, it's not that she was studying, it's because you're not supposed to be in the halls after hours."

"Why?"

"Because those are the rules, and it could be dangerous."

"How?"

"It doesn't matter, let's just- get this over with so we can go back to bed. Professor, can we just ask Sorcha what she was doing and send her to bed now, in case anything unsavory comes up?"

"Normally, that would be a good idea," Dumbledore said, "but unfortunately, there is some alarming evidence against your sister."

"What?! But how?! Sorcha wouldn't do anything like that!"

"I was just reading!" Sorcha whined.

"Calm down, both of you!" McGonagall snapped.

"Thank you Minerva. Now, the Fat Lady said that sometime after Ms. Davis and Ms. Ness returned, she was given the password by a disembodied voice. The voice had an Irish accent and belonged to a young girl. Ms. Fei also happened to have been fully awake when Professor McGonagall checked her dorm."

"But she was reading." Godric pointed out. "And I know that my sister is a brat-"

"-Hey!-"

"-but she would never steal anything! She doesn't even take extra servings without asking!"

"I didn't steal anything! I swear! I was just up late reading!"

"Yeah! Sorcha would never do that!" Alvina argued.

"Unfortunately, we cannot simply take your word for it." Professor McGonagall informed them.

"Wait." Godric argued. "You said the voice was disembodied!"

"Yes." Dumbledore replied.

"Then how could it have been Sorcha? She's not invisible!"

"There are many ways to become invisible." McGonagall reminded him.

"Yes, but she's a first year and she's only been taking classes a month. Even if this is the best wizarding school in the world, there's no way that she could possibly be practicing such advanced magic!"

"True," Dumbledore said, "That is why we are investigating everybody who is awake, either your sister had an accomplice, she was framed, or Peeves is having fun again."

The next hour passed with each student being questioned and having their wands checked. Sirius was rather surprised when he saw Sorcha's wand, it was silver and encrusted with jewels. He wondered why a first year would have such a flashy wand. Not long into the investigation, Sirius knew that Dumbledore had figured the whole thing out. He did not understand why, but Dumbledore usually knew when he was the culprit and, most times, kept the secret.

After determining that there was no evidence linking any of the Gryffindors to the crime, all seven students were released.

"Hey Alvina, wanna 'study' with me?" Oswin asked, as she walked passed him with Sorcha.

Godric hit him.

"Padmore!" Professor McGonagall snapped.

"Sorry, I don't study with trolls." Alvina calmly replied.

Fawn rolled her eyes and shoved passed her rival. This caught Professor McGonagall's attention and reminded her of the rules that hadbeen broken.

"Ms. Davis, come along with me to the hospital wing, we need to fix this disillusionment problem. There will also be another ten points taken from Gryffindor, for your late night wandering."

"What?!"

"The two of you and Mr. Chang will also have detention for a week. Report to my office after breakfast, I will have your punishments chosen by then."

It seemed that there was not much that you could get by her. The others continued back to their dorms as McGonagall led the half disappearing girl out of the tower.

"Sirius." Dumbledore called out.

Sirius turned to look down at the professor from the stairs.

"I take it that you did not intend to be up this late, did you?"

"No sir, I didn't."

"I thought so. I hope that you did not do anything you regret."

"...didn't really have much choice either way." Sirius replied.

"I think we always have a choice, Sirius." The headmaster said, before turning to exit the room.

Sirius watched Professor Dumbledore walk through the portrait hole, before turning to continue back to his dorm. Upon opening the door, he saw his three friends were up and waiting for him, while the nosy blonde was fast asleep.

"Knocked him out?" Sirius asked.

"Does it really count as 'knocking him out' if we used magic?" James asked.

"Probably." Remus answered. "Anyways, what did you do and do I want to know what you've hidden in my drawer this time?"

"Don't worry about it. It's just... you know what, never mind. It's a long story, and I just want to go to sleep. You wouldn't believe me anyways."

"What? Sirius you always tell us everything!" James said.

"Even when we don't want to hear it." Remus added. "How bad is it?"

"It's not bad! It's just a cat!"

"There's a cat in my drawer?!"

"NO!... Yes! There is! But it's not a cat right now!"

"Sirius." Remus warned slowly.

"What have you been doing tonight?!" James asked.

"It's a cat that was stolen from another student and turned into a cup and then sent to Professor Bulstrode. She asked me to get it back for her. It's no big deal. I just made a slight fumble tonight, Dumbledore knows, but he's not saying anything."

"So we're not in trouble then?" Peter asked.

"No. We're fine. He seems to have figured out most of it, including the girl."

"A girl, huh?" James asked raising his eyebrows.

"Bet that's why he went by himself. Wanted to impress her." Remus teased.

"Believe me, that is not it at all." Sirius groaned.

"What's her name?" Peter asked.

"I am not telling you! I just want to go to bed and forget this whole thing!"

"What about the cat?" Remus asked.

"I'll deal with it tomorrow." Sirius groaned as he flopped into bed.

The others seemed to accept this and stopped talking to him. They did, however, continue talking about him and the mystery girl. It seemed that they were determined to believe that he was trying to impress her. He wanted to correct them, but he also did not want to admit that he had been successfully threatened by an eleven year old girl, especially not Sorcha Fei.

The next morning at breakfast, he got an owl with a letter from an unknown sender. He opened it up and read the messy script.

When? Where?

Write it down and then burn the parchment. I'll meet you there.

Sirius stared at the parchment in shock. How would she know? Probably the same way she knew everything else. He quickly excused himself to the bathroom and locked himself into a stall to scribble his response without the other Marauders looking over his shoulder.

LUNCHTIME. LIBRARY. MUGGLE FICTION.

He looked at the parchment for a second before disintegrating it with his wand. His return to the table was met with more teasing about the mystery girl. If only they knew.

While not entirely surprised, Sirius was a little disturbed when Sorcha was waiting for him in the emptiest section of the library. How did she know what he wrote in the bathroom? She glanced up at him from the book she was reading, and pushed herself off the wall that she had been leaning against.

"Do you have her?" She asked quietly.

"Yes. But before I turn her back, I want to ask you a few questions." Sirius whispered back.

"I'm not telling you how I know things."

"Fine, but I still have some other questions."

"Fine. What do you want to know?"

"What your brother did is obviously against the rules. Why didn't you just ask one of your siblings or the staff for help?"

"Because then he'd tell them what I did!" She exclaimed quietly.

"What did you do?"

"...some... things that I... really shouldn't be doing."

"Like getting boys to do your homework?" Sirius asked.

"Maybe."

Sirius raised an eyebrow questioningly before continuing on to the next question.

"What's up with your wand?"

"What about it?" She asked genuinely confused.

"Why does an eleven year old have such a gaudy wand?"

"Oh! That! The wand chooses the wizard. Duh! I thought that everybody knew that."

"I know that Ollivander does not sell jewel encrusted wands. He might add them for a fee- but I highly doubt that he had it prepared and sitting around to choose you."

"I wouldn't know, I didn't get my wand from Ollivander. It's a family heirloom, and it chose me. How come you never asked Godric or Alvina about their wands? They've got heirloom wands too."

He pictured Godric and Alvina's wands in his head and remembered that they were quite unusual too. Godric's was a dark gold and spiraled with emeralds, while Alvina's was white and sparkly with a gem hanging off the back.

"I guess that I never noticed before. Theirs' aren't as flashy as yours, and they're older than me, so it didn't strike me as very odd when I first saw them."

"Can I have my cat now?"

"Soon. I just want to ask a few more questions."

"Ugh! Hurry up then!"

"Why are the wands so flashy? You said that they're family heirlooms, but it doesn't explain all the gems and sparkles. Is there something special about them?"

Sorcha seemed to freeze for a moment. It seemed that the conversation was going somewhere that she did not want it to.

"No." She finally whispered. "No. One of the first Feis was just... extravagant. She made these wands for her children and grandchildren. They're just like normal wands... they just look different."

"Some of the materials used to make them, probably aren't used anymore, right?" Sirius asked.

The young girl stared at him again. She seemed to be hiding something and was trying to find a way to avoid the conversation.

"If you want to know about our wands, you should just ask Godric or Brian, they know way more about wandlore, and ours specifically." She told him in rushed words. "Can I please have my cat now?"

Sirius realized that she probably was not supposed to be telling much about her family's wands. He could hardly blame them for being cautious, he had read enough about the Elder Wand to know that wizards would do horrible things to get a powerful wand. It would not surprise him if she was scared and ready to run to her brother.

"Yeah. Yeah, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been so nosy. I was just really curious, I've just never seen a wand like that before." He apologized as he dug through his book bag. "Here."

Sirius glanced around before placing the marble goblet on window ledge. He tapped it twice and whispered the incantation to undo the transfiguration. The cup began to shake and started morphing into a grey kitten, with white boots and matching patches on it's nose and chest. The moment the transformation was complete, Sorcha swiped the kitten up in a hug and began to stroke it's fur.

"Oh! Lalapaws! I'm so happy to have you back!" She whispered.

"Your cat's name is Lalapaws?" Sirius asked incredulously.

"Yes." Sorcha said defensively. "Why?"

"Did you name it?"

"Of course!"

"Your children are gonna hate you."

"Jerk."

"I'm just stating an observation." Sirius defended. "Anyways, I'm gonna go to lunch. Bye!" He said, turning his back to her and waving.

"Hey! Wait!"

"What?" Sirius groaned as he turned back around to face her. "I thought we were done with each other once you got your cat back."

"I just thought you might like this." Sorcha said, pulling her hand out of her book bag and holding up a clump of silvery hair. "Malfoy is narcissistic and likes girls with the same hair color as him. I got a lock of Narcissa Black's hair, thought you might find a way to use it."

Sirius stared at the tiny girl in disbelief for a moment before stepping forward and taking the hair.

"I don't suppose that you'll tell me how you got this, will you?" He asked.

"No. I figured I owed you after last night, so... yeah, I took some girl's hair. It was the best I could come up with. Sorry."

"No, no, this is fantastic, I can already think of a few ways to use this. Thanks!"

"Good. Have fun, then! I'm gonna take Lalapaws back to the common room now. Bye!"

Sirius watched the girl run out of the library and looked back down at the hair. He was certainly right about Sorcha being awful, but he was less sure about her being Slytherin awful. He stuffed the hair in an empty flask and walked down to the Great Hall.

Whatever Sorcha was, she was definitely a good ally to have, Sirius decided. The next year was spent much the same as those two days -minus late night interrogations. For the most part, they avoided being seen together, partially so as not to antagonize Godric and partially to keep Sorcha's reputation spotless and suspicion at bay. Sirius's friends were convinced that he really did have a secret girlfriend, and Sirius truthfully denied it, but his secretive behavior only increased their belief. The only real downside to his alliance with Sorcha, was that she would not help with any prank she found too cruel. Locking Lucius and Regulus in Moaning Myrtle's stall was a one time deal for her.

Their public interactions were few and far in between (usually consisting of taunts and conversations with her siblings) until Sorcha's second year. She was finally busted for not doing her homework, and Professor McGonagall had asked Lily and Remus to make sure that she did her own homework. For reasons unknown to everyone, Sorcha was completely opposed to doing her homework and Remus eventually recruited James and Sirius to help with the task. That was how Sirius Black and Sorcha Fei 'officially' met, and it was the story that their friends and family would believe for decades to come.


I'm a little disappointed wit myself for the last few chapters, but I was not sure how else to end it (plus it was really dragging on). The next chapter will most likely not be up for awhile, but you can probably figure out several plot points easily enough, especially if you've read Gift of Black.

On a slightly unrelated note; While the news of the recent death in the Harry Potter community is sad, I think that people need to remember that Severus Snape died in 1998 and Alan Rickman died in 2016. As fantastically as he portrayed Snape, that was not his only great role, and he was his own person as well. (Also the people posting Lily/Snape shipping stuff in tribute to him are driving me nuts!)

Once again, thank you for reading!