The Flame and the Flower is an actual book that was written in 1972. I do not own that book or the summary on the back of the book. I just read the book and thought it was really good.

Yvaine sat on the right side of the couch with her cat, Rocket, on her lap and bit her bottom lip as she read. It was the weekend and after the first make over James forced her through Yvaine's daily life was much better than it had been. Already she was feeling more confident, though all the love letters helped with that.

Yvaine had been dropping hints to Lily for a month but there still wasn't any noticeable change to most people. To Yvaine, however, there was a very noticeable difference. Lily stopped talking about how horrible James was and instead talked about how frustrating he was. One would think there isn't much of a difference. Yvaine realized it was a start. Saying somebody is a horrible person is like saying you want nothing to do with them. Saying somebody is frustrating is like saying you deal with them despite how irritating they make you.

As for the second part of James' plan Yvaine had heard nothing of it. She didn't mind. The first part had been absolutely dreadful. Yvaine was really enjoying her book as well.

"May I ask what you're reading?"

Yvaine jumped and looked to her left to see Remus sitting down next to her. His kind smile changed to a look of concern when he saw the startled look on Yvaine's face.

"Are you alright?"

"I'm fine, you just startled me." Yvaine's expression slowly changed to a smile as she calmed down.

Yvaine and Remus had formed a friendship over the years. At first they would run into each other in the library. Then they started studying together. Then they studying together and eventually they became friends and would trade books to read.

"You seem to be really enjoying that book. Can I borrow it when you're done?" Remus asked, polite as always. He figured Yvaine would recommend the book anyway but it was polite to ask.

Yvaine's eyes widened and she threw her book over her shoulder without breaking eye contact with Remus.

"Nope. It's really bad. I wouldn't let you read that book. It's absolutely dreadful," Yvaine said, too quickly and too enthusiastically.

Remus was feeling a mixture concern and suspicion. This was odd. Not once, in six years, had Yvaine said no when Remus asked to borrow a book. She had been changing recently but he didn't think she had changed enough to close him out. If the book really had been that terrible Yvaine wouldn't be so interested in it. Was she hiding something?

"Yvaine-" Remus began to ask but he was cut off by a loud cry and a thud. The two turned to see what happened. Peter had tripped and fallen over Yvaine's discarded book. James, Sirius, and Peter were filing in after detention when Peter tripped over the book. As James laughed and helped Peter up Sirius picked up the book.

'No! Anyone but him!' Yvaine thought as she got up, throwing poor Rocket at an unsuspecting Remus (Rocket landed on Remus' face and knocked him over the armrest of the couch) and Yvaine lunged to snatch her book from Sirius. Yvaine's foot caught the back of the couch and she fell to the floor and landed ungracefully on her face and chest.

Normally Sirius, being the ladies' man he was, would help Yvaine up but the book he was inspecting was just too interesting.

On the front of the sunset red cover was a handsome man with long dark hair and dark eyes in a half-buttoned white shirt. Sirius' ego couldn't help but notice the resemblance he shared with the man on the front cover. The man on the cover was holding a beautiful brunette in a crimson red dress pulled flush against the man's chest.

"The Flame and the Flower?"

All the boys (including Remus who had finally pried the terrified Rocket from his face) turned to look at Yvaine with a raised eyebrow. Who knew the nerdy, tom-boy of a Beater liked romance novels?

"What is The Flame and the Flower about Mr. Black?" James grinned.

"I'm very glad you asked Mr. Potter," Sirius cleared his throat and began to dramatically read the summary on the back, "Doomed to a life of unending toil. Heather Simmons fears for her innocence- until a shocking desperate act forces her to flee…and to seek refuge in the arms of a virile and dangerous stranger."

Yvaine tumbled as she got up. She wasn't very graceful when she wasn't on a broom.

"Ooh sounds naughty," James' grin grew.

"Oh you have no idea," Sirius grinned before he continued dramatically, "A lusty adventurer married to the sea, Captain Brandon Birmingham courts scorn and peril when he abducts the beautiful fugitive from the tumultuous London dockside."

Yvaine managed to get up and leapt to get the book but Sirius just held it higher and Yvaine fell to the floor with an ungraceful thud.

"But no power on Earth can compel him to relinquish his exquisite prize."

Yvaine tackled Sirius around the waist and wrestled him for the book as he finished the last sentence. His laughter was interrupting his dramatic performance.

"For he is determined to make the sapphire-eyed lovely his woman…and to carry her off to far, uncharted realms of sensuous, passionate love!"

Sirius laughed as Yvaine yanked the book from him and proceeded to hit him with the book. He held his hands up in defense and laughed. He could have easily defended himself against Yvaine but he decided he'd let her have her fun. The fact that she was straddling his waist had nothing to do with the fact that he made no effort to remove her.

Eventually Sirius grabbed Yvaine's wrist and pinned her on the floor beneath him and stared…into her deep sapphire eyes.

Sirius snapped out of his thoughts and quickly got up. James silently asked, 'what the hell was that?'

Sirius sent a look that said, 'Shut up,' and left.

James grinned.

Things just got interesting.