A/N: Yeah, I know. It's been FOREVER. And all I can say is that I'm truly sorry. Very sorry. Indescribably sorry.

But, I hope you enjoy Chapter 10.

Chapter 10: Laugh About It

"I have questioned you all. I have investigated every aspect of every members life in the Order, and for the first time someone has stumped me. I know, for a fact, that there is a spy in this Order. There is no question about that. The spy is undoubtedly good at what they do, so I shall give them merit for that. But I can nottolerate any more unnecessary deaths in this Order. Killings that I know only a spy of Voldemort's could pull off. Deaths during a battle are one thing, but being brutally murdered in their own homes? Emmeline and Marlene were killed yesterday." There was a gasp of disbelief around the room at the words of Dumbledore.

"This is an outrage!" cried Moody. There were cries of agreement at this.

"The dark mark was left over both of their houses, the rest of their family was murdered with them," Dumbledore finished.

"The children? Their children were murdered?" A French woman asked.

"Yes, the children." Dumbledore answered quietly. Sirius squeezed my hand gently, I cast a sideways glance at him. It had been three weeks since I had killed my father and no one had said anything about it since. No ministry officials came to haul me off to Askaban, nothing. And Sirius still stood by my side.

"What is to be done about this?" James asked more to the Order than to Dumbledore.

"The spy, the spy needs to be caught!" said mousy Peter. I shot a look at him, I'd never heard him speak at an Order meeting before.

"Here, here!" Remus and Sirius said together.

"We plan an attack!" Dumbledore said loudly to get their attention. Cries of agreement rang though the building.

"This plan, it will take time to prefect. I will be sending some of you on missions to help. Remus, I know that this will be difficult for you but I need you to go stay with a pack of werewolves to get them to cross over our side. Voldemort has most of them but this pack has yet to be convinced."

"James, Lily, and Sirius, I will need to see you after the meeting. Goodnight, and be safe," Dumbledore finished.

Sirius shrugged at me and let go of my hand to follow James and Lily into the parlor after Dumbledore.

After an hour and a half of waiting for Sirius, I decided to leave and go home. What ever Dumbledore had to talk to them about must be extremely important. I was going back to my apartment for the first time in about three weeks. I'd been staying at Sirius's flat in the guest bedroom, not that Sirius didn't try time and time again to get me to share his bed with him.

I apparated into the alley beside my building making sure no muggle eye's saw me.

One of these days, when this damned war is over, I'll be able to take those security charms down and apparate inside my own home, I thought as I jiggled the key into the lock. It was already unlocked to my surprise and dismay. I opened the door carefully with my wand at the ready. My apartment was ransacked. Furniture was ripped and torn to pieces, my walls had 'traitor' smeared in black paint, and my remainder of clothes I had left here were ripped to shreds. Even my bed posts had 'traitor' etched into the wood, and the worst was the 'traitor' in my living room. It was on the carpet; in blood.

"Fuck me," I said sighing. My foul language made me chuckle at myself. Oddly enough, none of this bothered me. Who cares if blood thirsty death eaters thought I was a traitor? They were obviously a little frightened, I killed one of their best. I guess they didn't expect me to be capable of that.

"Evie! Evie!" I heard Sirius's voice yelling from my hallway.

"Yeah? Living room," I answered distractedly. I was still gaping at the blood stained carpet.

"You know, I'll never get this out," I said pointing at 'traitor'. He stared at me in disbelief then started to laugh, I joined in.

"Why are....we laughing?" He asked between a catching his breath from the laughing.

"No bloody idea!" I said holding my side.

"Come on Evie, let's go home," He said holding out his hand, he was grinning from ear to ear. Home? Was that my home now? I had been staying there, but could I consider that as home? With Sirius?

"Okay," I said taking his hand, his smile got even broader.

"No, I don't believe you!" Sirius said shaking his head.

"I did, I swear!" I said laughing, pushing him. We were sitting on the floor in front of his wall of pictures, sharing stories and fond memories.

"Remus? Nah," he said waving the idea away.

"No, I did! From the start of Fifth year to Christmas break in our sixth year I was crazy in love with Remus."

"Christmas break of sixth year? Oh that's when.." He said remembering exactly what I remembered when I saw the snow covered picture.

"Yeah."

"Why didn't you ever tell him?" he asked gazing at the picture.

"You know Remus. He never wanted to put anyone in harm's way because of his little furry problem. He's the same way now," I said pushing some hair out of Sirius's eyes before I realized what I was doing.

"It's because we were always meant to be."

"Thank you for that deep insight of why I never told Remus Lupin that I loved him," I chuckled.

"Welcome love," He said smiling then he added, "Tell me something, that one kiss between us made you fall right out of love with Remus? I'm pretty damn good."

"No, I just realized it wasn't really love. Just a crush, a crush that would never happen. But that kiss was a big push in realizing that." He nodded.

"You tell me something then," I said.

"Shoot."

"What made you kiss me that day?" I asked not believing that I had never asked this before.

"I don't know, I mean I had always liked you I just had never acted on it, until that day."

"And that day was different because?" I asked.

"I guess that day I realized how few days I had left to finally admit that I was in love with you, and be with you. To love you," He said unwaveringly. I hoped that was the truth, I wanted it to be.

"Sirius, I have one more question. I want you to be completely honest. Even though I have sort of forgiven you for the Becca thing, why did you do it? I mean we were a week away from moving in together and starting a new life, and you cheat on me."

"I think it was for exactly that reason. I was frightened of starting something new, because I knew I was going to be, hopefully, spending the rest of my life with you. I was young, and I obviously didn't know how to make a good decision." I nodded. I couldn't tell whether he was telling me what I wanted to hear or the truth.

"And that is the truth."

"Thank you."

"No, thank you. Thank you for giving me a second chance," He whispered. I could feel the warmth in my cheeks as I blushed.

"You want to go to bed?" Sirius asked as he glanced up at my eyes. I knew what he meant instantly.

"Bed?"

"Only if you want."

That left me with a hefty decision. It felt like my blood was warming under my skin at the thought. His hands traced my jaw line and then he placed it on my neck. It was getting harder to form a coherent sentence to deny him. Now the only word that was forming clearly in my minds eye was yes.

He grabbed my hand and started to lead me to his bedroom.

"Do you?" He asked again while kissing me on my neck. His lips made my skin scorch here they touched. We were now only a few steps and a door away from the bedroom.

"Well Evie, do you?"