Yep. Still own nothing.

"You can't keep this up," Remus whispered to Sirius as the dark haired boy yawned in the middle of Transfiguration on a cloudy Monday. Sirius's eyes darted over to James quickly, and once he was satisfied to see that his friend was completely engrossed in his class work for a change, he frowned at Remus.

"I can and I will," Sirius whispered back furiously. The rope he had recently conjured disappeared in a cloud of smoke. "Listen, I think that I made this clear the other night. I'm not going to stop until she decides it's over. She started it; it's only fair that she should end it."

Remus shook his head and said no more.


Lily stood awkwardly in front of Sirius. His heart was racing, his hands shaking, and he swallowed hard.

They had never been awkward before. It had always been an immediate reaction upon being alone together. Their clothes would be shed and they would attack each other with passion. There was no real time for thinking before hand, and they generally escaped each other right after, to prevent any thinking then. There was never a moment's pause, it was always just immediate.

Now it was awkward. And Lily stood in front of Sirius wearing only her bra, and he wearing only his boxers, and she was biting her lip and he was running his hand through his hair, and it was obvious that he wanted her, and her breathing dictated that she wanted him, but they stood there. Awkwardly.

Finally, Lily's cheeks became enflamed. "Maybe not tonight," She said quietly. Sirius nodded, almost thankful that he wouldn't have to pretend to enjoy it tonight. As much as his primal instincts would revel in the pleasure of her touch, his mind didn't think that it could bare it right now.

They dressed in silence. As she shook out her hair, Lily gave Sirius a curious look. "Yes?" He prompted, fearing what could come out of those perfect ruby lips, but happily anticipating the words anyway.

"Potter asked me out again today," She said after a moment. Her face showed confusion.

"Oh?" Sirius replied dully. "What did you say to him?"

Lily sighed, her teeth pressing down on her lower lip again. "I said that I would think about it…"

Sirius nodded. Lily looked at him for a long moment and then said, "Well, see you around."

"Bye," He said. He frowned once she was gone. It had begun. This was the beginning of the end.


Sirius found concentrating to be something impossible to do in Potions class on Tuesday. Remus was sending him disapproving looks. James and Peter carried on with life, blissfully unaware of the turmoil inside of Sirius's heart.

And, well, Lily wasn't speaking to him.

It wasn't as if the two of them spoke often during class. Generally an, "Alright, Evans?" in exchange for a "Hello Black," would have sufficed for a day. But today, Sirius's usual morning greeting was met with cold silence and he was forced to turn away under the harsh looks of Lily's friends.

Remus had to rouse Sirius from his musings when the bell rang to release the class. He watched James run after Lily, and Remus and Peter head in the direction of the Great Hall. Sighing, Sirius grabbed his things and began to amble down the hall, not really feeling up to facing the impending social situation that lunch would bring. He didn't want to lie and pretend to be happy around James. He wasn't prepared to have to deal with the guilt trip Moony was giving him.

He didn't want to see Lily.

Alas, his wish for solitude went unheeded. "Sirius?" called a female voice from a few steps behind him in the corridor. It was Lily. His blood ran cold.

"Yes?" He choked out, turning to look at her against his better judgment. She trotted up to him; she was beaming. Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes sparkled. Sirius's heart ached; he used to make her look that way.

"I think that we need to talk," Lily said carefully, trying to force the smile from her face. Obviously she was not coming to share good news. And Sirius grimaced at her use of the line he had used as a prelude to so many break-ups.

"Okay," He said uncertainly, not meeting Lily's eyes. He could tell what was coming.

"Listen, you're a great guy. You really are," Lily said, looking every bit as ashamed as the vengeful side of Sirius's brain thought she should be. "But, the thing is…" She wrung her hands with nerves, trying to find the easiest way to break the news to him.

And suddenly it was all too clear to Sirius. It was as if a knife had pierced his heart when the realization dawned on him. "James asked you out again," he said quietly, "And you accepted, right?"

Lily nodded, her eyes filling with tears. She was obviously broken up about this for some reason. "It's just… Well, we were never really going out, were we? And James, he's been so mature and nice to me lately… I'm really sorry, Sirius."

"No worries," Sirius choked out, hating the way he could hear his voice cracking. "He's been chasing after you for years; I always knew you'd give in eventually. I'm happy for you… really."

He turned to leave, his insides feeling as if they had disappeared. As if he was hollow.