DISCLAIMER: I don't own Harry Potter!

Lily sighed as she flipped through yet another book of dresses. The redhead and her best friends had spent most of the day looking through the books, finding nothing. All the dresses were starting to look the same; White and strapless, which was what she wanted, without flair. She wanted something that everyone could remember. And she just wasn't finding that. She was starting to think that she should get one made just for her. So that it would have that Lily Evans flair. She sighed again and looked up at ceiling.

"I give," Lily muttered and she dropped the book onto the gray pavement of the roof.

After an hour or so of looking at the pictures in Lily and James' flat, the girls relocated to the roof. It was more open and the air didn't smell of James' cologne. It was a pretty nice day out. The sky was a lovely shade of blue and the clouds were thick enough to cover the sun when they went by, but not frequent to that the sky was always dark. It was basically the perfect day. No rain. Just enough sun. The birds were singing and the bugs weren't biting. Who could ask for a better day?

"Lily, you can't give up," Chantal stated calmly.

"Why not?"

"It's your wedding, love," a small smirk played on her lips. "Aren't you supposed to be the smart one?"

"Shut up, Chantal. What am I gonna wear?" Lily whined.

"Whoa! Whoa, none of that whining. No. Okay. Lily, it's your day. You pick. This should be the least stressful part of planning your wedding." Chantal shook her head, her brunette ponytail followed her motions. "What about that?" she asked as she handed the book over to Lily. When Lily shook her head, Chantal sighed and looked back at the book. "You got anything, Jessi." There was no response. "Jess?" The brunette looked down and snickered at the sight. "Hey, Lil." She pointed down to the ground beside her chair at a sleeping Jessi. "When did she stop snoring?"

"Seventh year," Lily responded. "She said she stopped because you weren't there."

"It didn't help me any at Beauxbatons now, did it?" Chantal dropped the book on Jessi's back. "You, up."

"I might pick up on snoring again," Jessi stated, she handed Chantal the book back and stuck her tongue out at her.

"It's a terrible habit, don't do it," Chantal muttered as she flipped through the book.

"So, how was Beauxbatons?" Lily asked. "You never told me."

The brunette lifted her left eyebrow and sighed. Slowly, she closed the book and looked at her two best friends. "You know, they very all really pretty." She watched their expressions change from expectant to annoyed. "Um, it was just all girls in a school. It wasn't any different from Hogwarts." She shrugged. "That's it."

"So why'd you decided to go to the French school," Jessi asked. Chantal shot her a look. "I know that you and Black had a thing, but it was surprising."

"He cheated on me in front of the whole school." Chantal sighed. "Why does it matter two years later?"

"Got a boyfriend?" Lily asked and Chantal shook her head. "That's why it matters. Why not? You are insanely beautiful."

"Maybe it's because I've been going to an all girls' school for a year and working a year," Chantal muttered.

"Got a girlfriend?" Jessi questioned.

"WHAT? No. Look, why do I have to date someone?"

"You don't have to. We just want you to be happy," Lily told her.

"So I have to have a man to be happy? Jessi doesn't have a man."

"And Jessi is sad." Lily told her.

"I am not."

"You are. So that's why. I don't was Sirius to have ruined you for all other men on the face of the planet."

"He didn't," Chantal stated. She'd been trying to make herself believe that he hadn't for years, but it wasn't working.

"I hope not." Lily sighed and then looked back at Chantal. "James said that we should invite her."

"Who?" Chantal asked.

"The girl that Sirius-"

"Go 'head. I don't care."

"Okay. I hope you don't."

While the ladies sat on the roof looking at dresses the gentlemen were out on the town. The three walked around the muggle town and talked; reacquainting themselves with one another. The conversation was light, but both James and Remus knew what they wanted to say to Sirius. However, they waited. They waited until they all sat down in the park caddy corner to the park.

"Sirius," Remus stared. "You know what you have to do with Chantal, right?"

"Nope," the male answered, as he lay down on the green grass.

"You need to apologize," Remus told him.

"I did nothing wrong. And you should dang well know that I, Sirius Black, don't do apologies."

"You kissed another girl," James told him.

"Okay. I didn't do anything. That girl kissed me. Now, I'm not saying that I didn't like it. I'm just saying that she kissed me."

"It broke her heart," Remus stated lightly.

"She knew what she was getting into."

"She hasn't dated anyone since she left," James told him.

"What? How do you know that?"

"I'm engaged to Lily."

"Lily hasn't seen her in three months."

"Lily knows."

Sirius shrugged. He won't believe that. Chantal was a great looking girl, which was why he hit on her. She had a great personality; she was funny and she loved to laugh, which was why he asked her out. She had the ability to make him want to change without even trying, and that was he loved her. He couldn't see her without someone. She was perfect. But maybe Remus and James were right. Maybe he did break her heart. He sighed.

"So?"

"I'm not going anything. I didn't do anything wrong."

"That's your story and you're sticking to it?" James asked playfully. He sensed that they mood was getting tense and he didn't want to even go there at the moment. He'd talk to Sirius later and see what was really going on in his best mates' head.

"Shut up, James," Sirius growled, throwing bits of grass at James. "And just so you know, that bloody guilt trip didn't work."

Remus and James thought otherwise. The trio stood and walked to the flat. James stopped at the door and exhaled slowly. "Gentlemen, be warned." He told him as he unlocked the door.

"What was the warning for?" Remus asked.

"Well normally Lil's got fabric swabs and colors out all over the floor and it's like a maze to get through the living room." James scratched his head. "Where are they? Lily?"

"Looks like she'll always be the one that got away, mate," Sirius joked.

"Shut it." James swung his hand backwards and kept walking. "Jessi?" There was a rustling noise in the kitchen. "Jessi?" James walked slowly towards the kitchen. "Jess?"

"Yeah," the voice rang.

"Where are you?" James asked.

"Guest room."

James rolled his eyes and blinked. "Are we allowed…"

"NO!" Lily's voice interrupted. "We'll come down there."

"I can't find my other flip-flop," Jessi shouted.

"Here," Lily called as she tossed the shoe at her and walked down the corridor backwards. "Hey, gents." She walked up to James and placed kiss on his lips.

Jessi ran down the hall and jumped on Lily's back. "Hey."

"Who's in the kitchen?" Remus asked.

"Chantal?"

"Nah."

The brunette in question walked out of the bedroom, clad in shorts and a tank top. She had a rather frustrated expression on her face as she ran her fingers through her hair. "I hate you, Jessi."

"Well why?" Jessi asked, jumping off Lily's back.

"You…put….peanut…butter in my hair!" Chantal whined.

"It makes for a shiny coat," Jessi defended.

"For DOGS, you git. I'm gonna kill you," Chantal said as she pulled out her wand.

"Tal, go wash your hair." Lily said. "Someone go with her to wash her hair. And STOP pointing your wand at Jessi. NOW!"

Chantal growled and stalked off to the bathroom. "James, come on."

"I'm engaged. Sirius, mate, go ahead." James instructed.

Chantal froze but quickly recovered. "Come on then," she called over her shoulder. She walked into the bathroom, Sirius close behind her. "Alright." She turned on the sink and let the water get hot. "All you need to do it hand me the shampoo, Black."

"Anything that you say, beautiful," Sirius agreed.

She felt her heart stop. There it was. A bit of the Black charm. She growled and dipped her head into the warm water. She held her hand out and felt the shampoo in her hand. "Take the top off and squeeze it in." She heard the top click and felt the liquid in her hand. She lathered her hair and the rinsed. The tension in the room was intense. She felt like she couldn't breathe. But she mostly felt his eyes on her. She tried to ignore it and just wash her hair. The two repeated the process four times before she turned the water and flipped her head back, causing the water from hair to splash around the bathroom. "Gosh, sorry, Black." She watched him as he walked towards the bathtub and turned on the water. "Black? Stop it." He took a handful of water and splashed it on her face. "BLACK!"

And the water war started. Water flying from person to person. Splashing on the wall and the floor. Chantal was soaked from head to toe and so was Sirius. The tension was gone. Just like that. She felt that she was back in her sixth year and he was slowly becoming better at not flirting with other girls, at least while she was around. And he was starting to truly care for her. He was starting to fall for her. That's how it felt and she liked it. In the midst of the water flying, Chantal took a step and slipped. She slid forward and into Sirius, who was surprised and he fell back into the tub. There was another splash as they both fell into the tub.

Chantal groaned and turned off the water in the tub. She looked down at the boy, no, man beneath her. His brown orbs held an endless abyss of emotion. Confusion, lust, and amusement, were the few that she could really read. The others were to foreign to her. What was he amused about? That she had fallen on top of him or because she'd started a water fight.

Sirius watched Chantal, his former girlfriend, and was confused automatically. He couldn't understand her. She'd broken up with him. She told him that she never wanted to see him again. She was the one that just switched school without even talking to him. She ran away. She didn't even give him a chance to tell her what was going on. She was the one that caused the whole break up, wasn't she? It wasn't him. After two years of not speaking between them, he finally realized that it was his fault.

Chantal wanted to move away. But she couldn't. She felt herself moving closer to him; their faces centimeters away. What was going on?

Sirius noticed that she was moving closer. Maybe it was unintentionally. He inhaled and took a chance. He leaned up and pressed his lips to her. There was a period of shock of Chantal's end, but she gave in quickly. Her lips molded perfectly to his. He'd never felt that with any girl except her. He felt her soft lips move against his. He pulled her closer. But she pulled back. Her blue eyes swam with emotion. She pulled out of his grip like only she could and jumped out of the tub. She muttered a spell and dried the water. Sirius stood and cornered her. Her eyes locked with his, before his lips fell on hers again.

"Chantal?" Lily called.

"Padfoot," James' voice was next. The doorknob rattled but the two paid it no attention.

"Alohomora!" Lily said.

She walked in and gasped, just as Chantal and Sirius pulled apart. "Oh, my Merlin."

Chantal pulled away from Sirius, grabbed Lily, and walked out of the bathroom. "Come on, Jess."