The next morning after Sophia was sure that the boys were at breakfast and Sirius asleep, she snuck into the room. The door gave a moan as she opened it, and she tip toed inside.

She figured out which bed was Sirius' within the first ten seconds, it was the messiest. And had pictures of muggle girls on motorbikes hanging on the wall behind it. Smirking Sophia rolled her eyes at him and headed towards the bathroom.

Picking up Sirius' shampoo (she knew it was his because it was for luxurious locks, and Sirius Black was known for his shaggy black hair, which all the girls were in love with) and replaced it with a lightening shampoo. Now, this was bewitched so it would automatically turn his hair from black to an almost blonde shade.

The smile on her face lasted until she reached the Great Hall when she put on a sour façade and sat down next to Remus instead of being near James.

"Still mad?" Remus whispered in her ear.

She leaned over and whispered in his, "No. But you'll see in a minute why I'm pretending."

Sirius came down, cocky as ever, and the majority of the Gryffindor table started to howl.

Sirius, of course looked confused until James told him. "Padfoot, did you look in the mirror this morning?"

"Why?" he said slowly, and looked at Sophia, who grabbed her make up mirror from her bag.

Remus was stifling a laugh next to her and Lily cocked an eyebrow at her, smiling and shaking her head.

"Whatever happened? I mean, who would do such a thing?" she said in a sickly sweat voice and narrowing her eyes at him.

Sirius looked at her and started walking towards the other end of the table, nearest the exit. Everyone thought he was going to leave until he turned and came over to the side of the table in which Sophia was sitting, causing even more giggles to erupt from the remaining three houses.

Sirius bent down on one knee and took both her hands in his, and as extravagant as ever, said in a very Shakespearean manner, "Sophia Eleanor St. Laurent, is there any way in which you could find it in that beautiful heart of yours to forgive me for the horrible deed in which I had done unto you yesterday?"

Sophia reaction was priceless, she was mortified, of course, the entire school was staring at them, and this was Sirius' twisted idea of revenge against her, so she played along.

"Oh Sirius, though what you did was truly horrid, I have found someway to forgive you."

"Now will you please change me back?"

Sophia tapped her wand to her chin and pretended to think about it. "Alright then."

So Sirius looked like Sirius again and he started to eat his breakfast in peace.

Until-

"SIRIUS BLACK!" A girl with silvery blonde hair stormed into the Great Hall wearing a Ravenclaw uniform.

"Oh Lord," Remus muttered.

"Who's that," Sophia whispered, moving a little closer to Remus, a little afraid of the girl.

"Sirius' ex."

Sophia's mouth formed an 'o' and she scooted even closer to him, and now they were touching.

"IT'S BEEN ALMOST A MONTH AND YOU DIDN'T EVEN WRITE TO ME? AFTER EVERYTHING WE HAD?" Sirius stood up, hands up, as if facing the police.

"Beatrice, listen now, I don't know exactly what you thought we did or didn't do over the summer, but I'm telling you to leave me alone." Sirius spoke calmly.

"WHO'S THAT?" She pointed to Sophia accusingly.

Sophia knew that if she said she was 'just a friend' this girl would be even more angry and accusing. Oh why weren't the professors intervening already? Merlin, help her.

"I'm Remus' girlfriend."

Bloody hell.

Beatrice looked to Remus who nodded slowly.

She huffed and put her hands on her hips. "Prove it."

"Prove what?" Sophia asked, rather sharply.

"That your dating." The girl said as if it were rather obvious.

"And how exactly would you like us to do that?" Sophia was loosing patience, but for creating a story on the spot, she was rather calm and collected.

"Kiss."

Oh, no.

She looked at Remus for a minute, and panicked. She had never been kissed before, and Remus could sense that by the look in her eyes. Luckily, Remus had kissed a girl once or twice and kissed her softly on the lips. It last only a moment and he pulled away.

He regretted it the second he did.