For The Love Of Sirius Black

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Chapter 6- Truth Be Told

Note: This chapter happens after Prisoner of Azkaban and a little at the beginning of Goblet of Fire. Also takes place between Sirius and Lita while in hiding.

Sirius POV

It has been a week since Lita and myself left Hogwarts. We have been hiding in my old house for that time. It has brought back many memories that I did not want to relive. I have heard mother yell at Lita every time she walks past her portrait calling her horrible things. I once heard Lita cry in her room after it happened once. You would never think that I believe she has had a rough life after what I have endured but for one to live in a world where some people want you to be purebloods is rough when your not.

I sat on my bed for what seemed like hours listening to her cry. She was so upset and he wanted so badly to just console her. Then I sat for a long time trying to figure out why I wanted to be with her so badly. Was it because she was absolutely beautiful? I mean she was. She had long, black curly hair, she had beautiful snow white skin that made her glow almost, she had eyes that were so blue they almost could pierce your soul, she was strong, and was very powerful. Why would I not want that? She was everything that would go against the rules, she wasn't a pureblood, and she was a muggle born. That in itself was a reason I liked her. She was wild, fun, and she was a rule breaker. Some other reasons she was perfect. That was it; I wanted to be with her because in my eyes she was perfect.

I finally hear her stop crying and walk out of her room. I heard her footsteps coming towards my room. Then there was a knock at the door, "Come in." I said assuring her it was all right. She walked in and looked at me and then she came over and sat on my bed with me. She sat there looking at the ground trying desperately not to look me in the eye. She did not know I heard her crying but I did and now she was trying to hide it. Did she not want me to think she wasn't strong? Did she think crying made her less beautiful? I looked at her, wanting to tell how I felt but then she looked to me, "We need to do something about that portrait. We need to take it down or cover it or something."

"It won't come off the wall. My mother made sure it would stay there to protect the house." I said, "But I'll get something to cover it if it will make you feel better."

"Thank you Sirius. You're the best." She said hugging me.

I hugged her back just happy to be holding her. She did not let go. She gripped tighter like I would stay here if she let go. I did not mind though, she was here with me. Was it possible that I was in love with her?

Lita's POV

I could not believe that I was crying because of the stupid portrait. I should talk to Sirius about taking down. Oh, Sirius you need to stay out of mind. Why did he have this effect on me? Ever since the night he said I looked beautiful he was the only thing I could think about. He was very handsome though. Black hair, his body was well built, and he was taking good care of her. I thought about him for a while and then I remembered that Harry was my friend and this was his godfather I was falling for. But Harry can't tell whom I can and can't fall for. It is fate after all.

I finally stopped my crying and pulled myself together. Then I walked to Sirius' room, I knocked on the door and entered. He was sitting on his bed and he looked more handsome then usual. I just walked over and I knew he had known I was crying so I just kept my head down. I could feel him look at me and I blushed slightly. Then I finally looked up and said, "We need to do something about that portrait. We need to take it down or cover it or something."

He looked at me and said, "It won't come of the wall." My heart sank at those words, "My mother made sure it would stay there to protect the house." Okay my heart can't sink any further. When he talked about his family it hurt him and you could tell, "But I'll get something to cover it if that makes you feel better." Okay my insides are jumping for joy and a smile graced my lips.

"Sirius, you're the best." I said hugging him.

I did not let go, who would want too. He is so damn fine. So I gripped tighter and just sat there holding on to him and another smile graced my lips.

LATER ON

Sirius' POV

This was becoming routine, I knew when dinner would be ready every night now. So she no longer had to call me into the kitchen. She cooked every night. I wondered where she had become such a good cook. Wait I knew very little about the girl standing in front of me. All I knew was that she hated the Malfoy family with a passion and that she was nineteen. And that was all that Remus told me about her. He said that it was up to her if she wanted to tell me. After that I had so many questions. Why did she hate the Malfoy family? Why was she close to Remus? Why did Remus regard her as his own daughter?

As these questions and so many others floated around in my brain she set food on the table. Damn I'm hungry and it looked so good. So I took a helping of everything and began to eat. She looked pleased with herself like she had no confidence in her ability to cook. I gave her a smile and silently told her it was wonderful. Was she trying to impress me? Damn she did not have to but if she was she was doing a bang up job. We were eating in silence when she said, "You have many questions you wish to ask me, Sirius. If you want to know something, ask. I'm comfortable about talking about it now."

I looked at her shocked. Then I wondered if she had read my mind.

"Yes, Sirius I can read your mind. Just a natural skill of mine." She said looking down at the floor like I would be mad at her. Someone must have gotten really mad at her once if she acting like this.

"Why are looking at the floor? I am much better looking." I said smiling at her.

"Your not mad at me?" She asked shocked.

"No. Why did you think I would be?' I asked.

"I was sitting in Potions one day my third year when I finally figured out I could read minds. I did not mean for it to happen but I wasn't focusing and I found myself reading Professor Snape's thoughts. He was furious. He gave me detention for months. Each night telling me that I should be more careful about whose mind I am reading and then in my fifth year things changed he made advances on me in detention. I did not know what to do. If I told someone I thought they would think I was lying? So I endured it night after night. Though he never went as far as to touch me until that night in the Shrieking Shack." She said not looking at me.

I looked at her. She was obviously upset but then she looked up at me, "I have been wanting to tell someone that for so long. I never even Moody or Remus. Though I know they would have come straight to Hogwarts if I had." She laughed.

I loved it when she laughed. Her whole face lit up but there was still this sadness in her eyes. I wanted so badly to make it go away. Then she stopped laughing and asked, "You still have questions. Go ahead and ask."

It was like she wanted me to know her. Wait she wouldn't have said that if she did not. Man get your head together, "So where are you from?"

"I was born in Moscow but my family moved to London when I was three." She said.

"What are your parents names?" I asked.

"Aaron and Candice."

"So what do they think about you being a witch?"

"I wouldn't know. They died when I was seven. They never even knew." She said looking down again, "Yes I am okay you can keeping asking questions if you want. I'll tell you if I can't answer it."

"How did they die?"

"Death Eaters. They came to my house and killed my parents. I later found out that one was. His name is Lucius Malfoy." She said.

"He killed them?"

"Yes. Then I saved by Remus and Alastar and Frank Longbottom. Moody took me in and Remus dropped in to see me all the time. They became my family." She said smiling slightly.

"So Remus is like a father to you?"

"Yes. He has always made sure that I was well taken care of."

I looked at her. She had been there when her parents were horribly killed, she was saved and then told she was a witch, taken in by a man many were afraid, she had Snape sexually harassing her, and the other terrors in her life he did not know yet. She had not broken. She was strong. Most people in her shoes would have broken years ago. I was falling more in love with her. Her spirit would not be broken and I could sense that.

Lita's POV

After a hard round of questions from Sirius I wanted to know more about him and his life, "So can I ask you about you?"

"Yes."

"You're family are pureblood, am I right?" I asked timidly.

"Yes they are and you're wondering why I am being so nice to you? Well I don't think that it is right to judge someone based on how much "magic blood" they have in him or her. I know what you can do and there are many pureblooded witches and wizards that can't. You and Hermione both are amazing witches and blood should not have anything to do with it." He said looking me in the eye.

"Did your parents like that you did not think that"

"No. My mother tried to torture it into me. She would spend hours a day trying to get me to think like her. It never worked and one day I ran away to James Potter's house and lived with his family." He said still looking me in the eye.

I wanted to cry because of all of his pain. It was tearing at me. Something was telling me that I should make me feel better make him know that he was loved. But I stayed where I was.

Sirius' POV

Later that night I walked out of the kitchen to find Lita curled up on the couch reading a book. She was so engrossed in it she did not even hear me come over and sit with her. She looked up from her book, smiled, and went back to reading. I just watched her read. Finally she put down the book and looked up at me, "Can I help you, Mr. Black?"

"No. I was just sitting here."

"Right and I was just reading this book."

She knew I was looking at her. Wait did she just say that she wasn't really reading her book?

"Yeah dummy I was looking at you the entire time." She said.

It was a mutual feeling. Did she like me too?

"Yeah stupid I do like you." She said.

Damn mind readers they can't even let a person tell you they love you.

"Then tell me, Sirius."

"I think I love you."

"You think you do?"

"No I know I do."

"I love you too, Sirius. Ever since that night you called me beautiful I have been able to think of nothing but you."

"Same here."

I leaned in to kiss her and I could my mother's voice in my head, "A mudblood? How could you?" I quickly shook it off and continued to kiss her, pureblood, half-blood, or muggle-born she was now mine and nothing was going to change that.

Lita's POV

Okay I'm kissing Sirius Black. Oh my God I'm kissing Sirius Black. It feels so right and at the time so wrong. I mean he was still a convicted murderer hiding from the law but I had him here with me. Remus' voice came into my head, "He's Harry's godfather and my best friend and twice your age." I shook that away and continued to kiss him.

That night Lita and Sirius fell asleep on the couch together and nothing was ever going rip them apart.