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Chapter Two
Sirius Black's Harem

"Alright class, now we're going to learn to make," Professor Slughorn was cut off by a small explosion and the laughter of two teenage boys. "Mr. Potter, Mr. Black." He turned his gaze to the boys, who were waving away smoke from their table. Slughorn looked around the room. "Potter, work with Snape. Black, you're with Vander Wende. Mr. Pettigrew, please return to your seat before I have to split you and Mr. Lupin up as well." Peter hurried back to his table, sliding on the stool.

"Did you get it?" James whispered. Peter nodded vigorously and slipped the book he'd taken from the teacher's bookcase, into his bag.

"Professor Slughorn, may I request a new partner?" Ophelia asked as Severus gathered his things, his pale face even paler. She liked working with Snape… mostly because he was amazing with potions and would do all the work for her. She tried to help once, they quickly realized that they'd get a better grade if she just pretended to work and he actually did everything.

"You can request it, but you will be denied. Severus, get into place beside Potter and I'll get you new ingredients." Slughorn went to the supply cupboard and Sirius took his new place next to Ophelia.

"It's like it's meant to be." He smiled.

"the world can't be that cruel." Ophelia rested her chin in her hand and looked over at him. Sirius chuckled and looked up at what Slughorn had written on the board.

"Let's get to work." He said, grabbing the first ingredient. "You start chopping."

"Chopping?" She asked, her blue eyes gazing down at the table, she hadn't touched a potion ingredient since second year when she traded Delilah Smythe for Severus as her potions partner.

"Yes Ophelia, Chopping, that's when you pick up that knife there and that bit of root, there, and you cut it up. You have one of the best grades in the class how do you not- Snivelly." Sirius rolled his eyes. "Well I'm not Snivelly… thank god, and you're going to have to do your share of the work. Now pick up the knife and get to work." Ophelia reached out, taking the chunk of root and made a face.

"You're not serious… and I swear if you make that stupid pun with your name again, I'll stab you in the eye with this." She picked up the knife, sneaking a peek at Remus and Peter's table, Remus was carefully cutting up the root. She just copied him. It took a bit of time, but she got it chopped up neatly.

"There you go, see, that wasn't too hard. Sometimes you're almost more than a pretty face."

"I'm still holding the knife Black; it's not too late to stab you." Ophelia warned. Sirius reached out, carefully plucking the knife from her fingers and sitting it down on his side of the table.

"There, now you'd have to maim me with your bare hands." He nodded and went back to work. "Next you're going to measure out the Grimwart Powder."

"Ew."

"What?"

"It just sounds gross." She shrugged and picked out the little bag labeled 'Grimwart' and measured it out, adding it to the cauldron. After half an hour they had started stirring the mix. She got up on her tip toes to look into the pot, a small smile on her face.

"See? It's so much more fun when you actually do the work." Sirius said. James and Severus were up front, arguing about the work.

"Grimwart wasn't as disgusting as I thought it was going to be." She admitted. "But the potion does smell like rotten eggs."

"Like you've ever smelled a rotten egg in your life, you've probably never even touched an egg."

"I have so." Ophelia argued. "Once… I went to the kitchens to get a snack because the House elves weren't answering my calls." Sirius shook his head and kept stirring.

"You are so… Pureblood." He said. Ophelia looked thoughtful, unsure of what to say to that. She normally didn't think of the term as an insult… but she knew how he felt about purebloods. His own feuds with his family were well known in their circles. Walburga was forever lamenting to Adelaide about how she ended up with one monster son and one angel. The angel, of course, was Regulus.

"Mr. Black, Miss Vander Wende, I should change up the partner arrangement more often, you're doing great." Slughorn commented, looking into the cauldron. "And for once I actually see ingredients on your side of the table." He looked at Ophelia, who shrugged, picking at the nail polish on her right pinky nail. It had chipped while she was cutting up the root. By the end of class they had made the potion successfully. Ophelia packed up her things, hefting her bag over her shoulder.

"Ophelia." Sirius hurried after her. She stopped and turned to look at him.

"What?"

"Look at that, we've hit a new milestone in the relationship, you actually stopped to talk to me, instead of ignoring me and walking on." He smiled. She rolled her eyes and turned on her heel to walk away. "Oh come on, I was joking." He insisted.

"The funny thing about you joking, often times it feels like you really mean it." She looked back at him, not stopping. He groaned and followed her.

"Come on Phe, there is no reason to act like that. I just helped you with Potions."

"You were my partner. If you hadn't helped, you'd have failed too."

"Never bothered me before." Sirius moved in front of her.

"Oh good I was missing this game." She placed her hands on her hips. "I have to get to class."

"Yeah, I'm sure you're really worried about getting to class on time." He rolled his eyes. "We're going to Hogsmeade this weekend, have a butterbeer with Me."

"Sirius…" She sighed.

"Come on, what could it really hurt?" he asked. "You get a free butterbeer out of the deal."

"Fine, one butterbeer and the second you make me mad, I leave. Now can I go?" He smiled and stepped out of the way.

"Of course." He grinned from ear to ear. "I look forward to our weekend."

"It's not our weekend. It'll be an hour at the most." Ophelia stepped around him. "Don't make it out to be more than it is. I swear if I hear one rumor about me joining the Sirius Black Harem,"

"Naw, you wouldn't make it in the harem. Those girls are pretty cut-throat." Sirius smiled. Ophelia rolled her eyes and walked down the hall, trying to suppress a smile.

"You did not."

"I did." Sirius stood triumphantly in front of his friends after announcing that he got Ophelia Vander Wende to agree to a date. Well, he'd amended, a drink. He didn't want it to get back to her that he was calling it a date because he had a feeling she wasn't kidding about standing him up if she felt he was being a braggart about it or whatever it was she'd said before. He usually spaced out when people were talking.

"There's no way, she despises the ground you walk on."

"Well I guess she'll just have to avoid walking behind me while we're on our date."

"Your drink." Remus corrected. Sirius rolled his eyes.

"Whatever." He sat back down on Peter's bed and watched Remus as he read through the book. "So what does it say?"

"That this is extremely dangerous and stupid."

"When he said it, I think he meant the book, not you." James looked up from his own work. "We know you're against it. You know we're ignoring that you are against it, so let the two cancel each other out and tell us how to start trying to transform." They had all agreed to the idea of becoming animagi, so they could go running with Remus once a month. They had all started trying and had a general idea of the kind of animal they wanted to become. James was going to be a stag, Sirius a large dog and Peter was going to be a rat. They needed two big and one small, the big to help control Remus as a wolf, and the small because they needed a way to get the whomping willow to stop. Remus told them about the trick to it.

Remus sighed heavily, regretting ever telling them. Well they had figured it out on their own, but he had confirmed it and then they got this stupid idea in their heads. They didn't understand how terrified he was. He was sure that he was going to end up tearing them apart. He was learning to control his wolf but the very idea of accidently hurting them…

"It says you need to practice every night. It will start out painful but as you get use to it the pain will stop and the transformation will happen faster." He looked up at them, at Peter, hoping the threat of pain would make him rethink his position. Peter looked uncomfortable, but kept his mouth shut. Apparently James and Sirius had been rubbing off on him.

"alright, so every night we practice."

"Homework is going to be impossible. Between mapping out the school and practicing becoming a rat,"

"Then don't do it." Sirius shrugged. "But if you don't then you can't go with us during full moons and you can't use the map." He looked at Peter, knowing the boy hated being left out. Peter stopped whining and sighed, knowing there really was no way for him to win. It was better that he get a few bad grades than lose his friends. Sirius nodded in approval when he didn't open his mouth again and turned his attention back to Remus, who continued to read to them from the book, telling them how to break the law and become unregistered Animagi