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"ausumist" asked me which year they're in, so I'd like to clarify: It's Sirius' sixth year, Reg's and Selene's fifth year.

I don't think that I have anything else to say, so without further ado, here's Chapter 2


Hogsmeade trip was uneventful at first. We spent it like I had foreseen it, visiting all the usual shops – Honeydukes, Zonko's – and finally ended up in the Three Broomsticks as it was quite cold. Rab and I were soon joined by Maia who had left Callie and her boyfriend because they were just "too cute". We laughed a little at them, but Rab soon got bored and started reading his Transfiguration book (I would never know why he had brought it in the first place).

The door opened once again and I froze. Sirius entered, followed by his three best friends. James Potter, of course, the typical arrogant Gryffindor. Remus Lupin, who seemed like he was a nice guy. And Peter Pettigrew. Never knew much about that one.

I stood up and murmured: "Just a second" as Maia stared at me questioningly.

I reached the four boys as they just sat down at the last free table. "Sirius? Can I talk to you for a moment?"

"Rosier! Why do you bother us on such a beautiful day?"

"Didn't talk to you, Potter. Sirius?"

He leant back in his chair and smirked. "They can hear anything that you have to say – go ahead."

I frowned. He was such a prick when he was with his friends. "Very well – Reg told me you got disowned."

"He told you? I would've thought they would draw a veil of silence."

"Sort of slipped, I guess. Why didn't you tell me?"

"Now, why would he tell you, Rosier?"

I glared at Potter and Lupin murmured: "Let it go, Prongs."

I shook my head and returned my gaze to Sirius. "I'm honestly concerned. How are you coping?"

"Good. Mr and Mrs Potter were so friendly to..."

"You live with the Potters?" I ask, a bit stupidly. I shouldn't have been surprised, though. They were best friends after all.

"Got a problem with that?"

"Quite the contrary, Potter. I'm glad he's not living underneath some bridge."

"That would be better than being at home, though," he murmured and Potter laughed. "I'd bet on that."

"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked once again.

Potter groaned and that was when I snapped.

"What the hell is your problem, Potter?"

"The fact that you're bothering us on an up until now totally fine day."

I searched Sirius' eyes for support, but he merely grinned.

"Fine. Sorry that I care."

I turned around and rushed towards Rab and Maia. "We're leaving."

They stared at me, bewildered, but I didn't double-check if they were coming. I left and trusted them to be right behind me.

"Hey, Selene, what's the matter...?"

Maia tried to grab my robes and I whirled around, my wand already raised.

"Woah! Merlin, what are you doing?"

"I'M IN A RAGE!" I didn't even wait for her answer and turned around to get back to the castle as soon as I could.


"What are you even doing here?"

I didn't turn around as I heard his voice. "I wanted to be alone."

Maybe he would take the hint.

"And that's why you go to a room full of owl shit?"

"Did you ever take a look out of the window, there? It's a beautiful view, that's why."

"What happened?"

"What do you think has happened, Reg?"

"I think that Sirius was his usual arsehole-self and that you let him get to you."

"Know what really gets to me? That you don't care about him at all!"

He sighed heavily and I turned around to watch him.

"It's not that easy."

I shook my head. "It's not right. You should be... you should be brothers. You should care about each other and – and stick together. That's how it's supposed to be. And it hurts to watch you ruining it all, completely oblivious..."

"Sirius was always..."

"Both of you!" I interrupted harshly. I turned away from him to the window and he went to stand next to me. "You're right. You're probably right. But you know, Sirius did run away from home and my mother did forbid me to talk to him and actually – he didn't talk to me either."

I shook my head once again. "You're both so stubborn!"

He grinned. "It's the genes."

I laughed weakly. "Yeah, I guess."

He sighed. "Come on – we should go back to the feast, huh? You don't want to miss out on it, do you?"

I nodded and followed him out of the owlery.


Monday morning started with a double period of Transfiguration. Professor McGonagall explained that we would now start with Vanishing Spells, which were a big part of the O.W.L.s. Maia, Callie and I were trying more than hard to do it, but we were simply failing. I had never been good in Transfiguration.

"Evanesco!" I pointed my wand at the snail. Nothing happened. I sighed heavily. "It'll never work."

Maia shook her head. "If you ask me – I think it's impossible."

Usually, I wouldn't have bothered so much. I would've searched for Sirius in the next few days and would've begged him to help me. He, in contrast to me, was quite skilled in Transfiguration. But I was still angry at him and I surely wouldn't talk to him with his friends around anymore. And he was always around his friends.

Callie cleared her throat. "Evanesco!" Again, nothing happened. She leaned forward. "It's a little paler, isn't it?"

Maia giggled and stared at the snail. "No, sorry, I don't really think so."

By the end of the lesson, we still hadn't managed to do it.

We left the classroom and parted. Callie and Maia were going to Divination while I had Study of Ancient Runes. I wasn't in a hurry, though. Professor Babbling was usually quite late.

I was still quite occupied with my thoughts of Transfiguration as I suddenly bumped into someone. I shrieked and looked up. Severus Snape, a sixth year Slytherin groaned as he kneeled down to pick up his books. I hurried to help him. "I'm so sorry..."
"Don't worry, happens all the time."

I frowned. "Someone bumps into you all the time?"

He got up and sighed. "No. But... uh... oh, never mind."

What he meant – I supposed – was that probably Potter and his friends made him pick up his books all the time. I pitied him. Why couldn't they just leave him alone? From all I knew, he seemed to be nice.

"Yeah, so – sorry, again, Severus." I handed him the books that I had picked up. "Why are you carrying them anyway?"

"Oh – uh – my bag sort of..."

I realized that there was a huge hole in his back. "Let me guess – Potter?"

"No. Black."

I sighed heavily. They were such idiots. "Alright, there you go. Reparo!" I murmured and the gap closed. I still wondered why he hadn't done it himself – after all, this was an absolutely easy spell.

"Why, thank you!"

"No problem. That's for bumping into you."

He nodded, murmured something that I didn't get and then hurried off. I shook my head. I didn't understand why they always had to go after him!

What had he done to them, after all? They just didn't like him because he was a Slytherin! I sighed heavily and then realized that I was already late. Running, I made my way to Ancient Runes.


"Studying, missy?"

I looked up and sighed. "Sirius, what do you want?"

"Just saw you sitting here and decided to talk to you."

I scoffed and turned my gaze back to the book. "You never go to the library for studying. So, what do you want?"

He sat down across from me. "What are you working on?"

"Searching for advice on Vanishing Spells."

"Why didn't you ask me?"

I shot him a cold glance. "Didn't want to bother you."

"You shouldn't pay so much attention to what James says."

"I don't pay any attention to Potter. But you seemed to share his opinion."

"Okay, look, you know what they will say when they see me being anyhow close to a Slytherin..."

"Close to?" I shut the book and stared up at him. "I didn't ask you to marry me; I wanted to know how you're doing! And I thought you were brave enough..."

He sighed. "Okay, look, I'm sorry."

"I don't believe that until you actually behave like friends do."

"Listen, Selene..."

I shook my head. "I just told your brother – you're both so..."

"What? What about me is like my darling brother?"

"A whole lot, actually – he's still your family, Sirius."

"That's not a very comforting thought, though."

I smiled softly. "Maybe one day you'll find that it actually is."

He groaned. "You really are annoying."

I raised my eyebrows. "You came here to talk to me."

"Oh, right – how are things going with Lestrange?"

"Really? That's why you came here?"

"I'm worried..."

"Yeah, you don't need to be." I got up and grabbed my things. "Oh – what I forgot. I met Severus today. Why do you always have to go after him, huh? And destroying his bag, can't you do better?"

He grinned mischievously. "Look, okay, old Snivellus is just..."

"No!" I said harshly. I wasn't in the mood to laugh with him over bullying someone. "It's not okay."

I moved past him, but he grabbed my arm. "Are you angry at me now?"

"Yeah. Yeah, I think I am."

"Great! Why don't you just go and let my stupid brother comfort you!"

"You know what – maybe I'll do that."

I stormed out of the library, finally leaving him behind.


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