(To everybody reading this, I'd just like to thank you so much for the reviews/favourites/follows. It really does mean a lot, and it motivates me to write more chapters for you all. I was a bit worried this story would be a flop, because not many people are fond of the idea of Sirius having a little sister, especially an OC. But I'm very glad that so many have you have warmed to Mira, because I love writing all about her; she's my first and only OC, and please feel free to review with anything you think can be improved, I take constructive criticism on board with open arms. Enough of my blabbing, on with the story!)

(This chapter is going to be from Remus' point of view!)

Remus Lupin sat down in the Gryffindor common room, having decided to wait for Mira before they started their patrols together. It was her first time, and he did feel rather sorry for the poor girl- he knew how he had felt on /his/ first patrol! He heard footsteps and turned to smile, but it was Sirius. "Hey Sirius" He greeted, as Sirius took a seat beside him. Sirius gave him a somewhat stained smile, and turned to face him. "Hey… listen, can I have a quick word before you go?"

"Of course" Remus nodded, wondering what it could be "Everything okay?"

"Sort of… listen, Marlene brought something to my attention earlier on. Something that I think is very possible."

"Go on…"

"We think Mira has a crush on you."

He stared at Sirius blankly, before creasing his brow in confusion "You think she has a crush on… me? Oh come on Sirius, you and I both know that's not true…"

"Thinking about it, I believe it could be. You seen the way she acts around you?"

"I can't say I've noticed…" He murmured "I mean, why would she fancy me? I'm a boring old prefect. I'm sure it's not true Sirius."

"Yeah? Well, just in case it is… don't encourage it, alright? Nothing against you, but I… you /know/ why."

He felt his heart sink, and nodded slowly. He hated his awful 'condition', he hated having to endanger people. Sometimes, he almost felt as if it were his fault. "I understand. You know I wouldn't anyway… she's your little sister."

He nodded, slapping him on the back "Cheers mate, knew I could count on you."

Just at that moment, Mira walked down the stairs, smiling brightly at the pair. "Ready, Remus?"

"Y-yeah." He stammered, suddenly feeling a bit awkward. What if Sirius was right? "Lets go" He gabbled, nodding at Sirius, and leaving the common room with Mira.

The tension eased throughout the night, and Remus actually found himself enjoying himself. He had never really spent time alone with Mira properly, but she was funny, and a lot more like Sirius than he thought. He even forgot all about his chat with Sirius for a while, smiling down at the girl. "I'm really glad I got to patrol with you, Remus…" She smiled, fiddling with the end of her hair. "You're so much nicer than most people."

He swallowed, suddenly remembering… she /did/ look a bit pink. Was Sirius right?

"I'm glad too… I'm surprised we didn't find Sirius in a cupboard with Marlene" He chuckled. Mira simply grimaced "Gross! I hope I /never/ have to see that!" He laughed again, and it fell silent for the first time throughout the entire patrol- but it wasn't an awkward silence, almost a comfortable one. He found himself stealing glances at her, his brain going into overdrive. Everything she did seemed to be graceful and elegant, even the way she laughed… it made him feel kind of warm inside, happy. Why was he noticing these things now? Was it because Sirius had put it on his mind?

Mira turned to him and smiled, but these was a trace of nervousness on her face "Remus? How many girlfriends have you ever had?"

He felt his heart thud at this, and he flushed with shame- he was 17, and he hadn't even /had/ a girlfriend yet. Though, he had a perfectly valid reason, which he wasn't allowed to share. "I haven't."

"You haven't?" She repeated, stunned. "Seriously?"

"Just haven't found the right girl" He shrugged- he thought she probably thought he was sad, or some kind of socially awkward reject.

"That's surprising. I think you're wonderful." She replied, not quite meeting his gaze.

He cleared his throat, feeling /very/ uncomfortable by this point. He forced a smile, looking at her "Thank you. And what about you?"

"I've had two… both scared away by Sirius" She rolled her eyes, but shrugged "They were awful anyway. I don't want a boy, I want a gentleman."

He chuckled at this "Look at you, all grown up."

He noticed her frown at this. "I'm not a child."

"I never implied that you were."

"Yes you did… I'm only one year younger than you. Remember that." She mumbled, and he smiled fondly at her "I'll keep it in mind."

It fell silent again for a few moments, before Mira asked her next question. "What's your ideal girl like?"

Okay, she definitely had a crush on him. Why else all the questions? He thought for a moment- what /was/ his ideal girl? He had never really bothered thinking about it, convinced he'd never have a proper chance to have 'true love'.

"Well, I suppose she'd have to be funny- a relationship isn't a proper relationship with no humour." He began, watching the portrait at the end of the corridor that they walked down. "Friendly. She'd have to get along with my friends… smart to a certain degree; though, I expect no Merlin" He chuckled, making Mira smile "And it'd be nice if she was pretty too. I don't mean that in a shallow way, but physical attraction is important too."

He saw Mira think this over thoughtfully, before flashing him a smile "Well, she sounds lovely."

"Yes, I suppose she would be."

Mira was actually quite pretty, but not in an obvious sort of way. She wasn't the mainstream kind of pretty, with big boobs, blonde hair and bright blue eyes. She was shortish, her eyes weren't bright blue, but subtle grey, her hair was wild and unpredictable; very much like her personality, he thought. Thinking about all these features, they were actually quite attractive, and they suited her.

He shook his head as he walked up to his dorm after wishing her goodnight, trying to shake himself of these thoughts. But what was wrong with thinking she was pretty? Lots of girls were pretty, but it didn't /mean/ anything. He got ready for bed and flopped down in his bed, thankful the others were already asleep. He didn't feel up for questions, and her certainly had no intentions on giving answers. Not truthful ones, anyway.

When he woke up this morning, she was Sirius' little sister, nothing more. But going to sleep now… well, he couldn't say he was thinking about her in quite the same way anymore.