(10/17/10) A/N: So. Hey. what's up guys. yeah. I know. I haven't updated. . . I'm a failure. . . .sadface.

BUT I was really busy! I had cross country everyday. EVERYDAY! Look. soory.

So I will not keep this any longer. LETS DO SOME AWESOMENESS. By the way, does anyone watch "The Buried Life"? I just want to tell you all something: even though sirius is a total player, and has obviously done stuff, he's somewhat of a bitter person with a funny side he uses to hide his real self.

SO you know how at the end I said next day: ? well I'm changing that. I'm going to start earlier, get to that part, and then continue. okay? okay. and also, this could get a little sexual. also, I figured out what i want selina to look like. so it's on my profile!

(10/18/10) SO cross country has officially ended. . . SO IM FREEE! Updates should come regularly-er. . .

Disclaimer: SO guys. I own selina bower. She be mine. SO there.

Last Night

See, people they don't understand

No, girlfriends, they can't understand

Your Grandsons, they won't understand

On top of this, I ain't ever gonna understand...

-The Strokes

When Sirius woke up the next morning, He remembered nothing. His head was hurting, his body was aching, and it was hard to keep his eyes open in the bright sun. He needed sunglasses.

Bad.

Looking down in his bed - at least he hoped it was his - He noticed something that changed his entire night. He was completely naked. Searching for his clothes, He turned over in his bed. That's when he noticed something else. Selina Bower, with her piercing blue eyes staring into his, and her blonde wavy hair scrunched up from sleeping, and her lips parted in a small smile, was in his bed. He wasn't sure if he was to be happy, or very afraid, or completely confused. He was a little of each.

"Good morning," She whispered, brushing her hand through his hair, "how was your night?"

"Oh. . you know." He said, hoping he could get a clue from her about what exactly happened, "Same old, same old."

She giggled, scooting closer to him. "Well I had fun. A lot of long, tiresome fun."

Shit. That's when he knew. Sirius had just slept with Selina when he was pissed out of his mind. And she even thought he remembered. Crap.

"Yeah, yeah", Sirius said, a terrified expression on his face. "How are you feeling?"

"Great!" Selina said, enthusiastically, "but I need to take a shower. You know, clean my dirty self off? So I'll just go use your bathroom, all right?"

Not waiting for a response, she kissed hims soundly on the lips, stood up, and let the covers drop of her smooth skin. Sirius just stared in awe at her perfectly beautiful body.

"I hate to see you go, but I love to watch you leave." He said, grinning.

She laughed and closed the door as she went to the bathroom. The moment it was shut, he started pacing around the room.

How could this have happened? He asked himself, running a hand through his hair like James would, I don't remember any of last night. Were we safe? Did James' parents hear us? Oh God.

Sirius ran through his door, down the stairs, and to Mr. and Mrs. Potter's room. But no one was there. Only a note was on the door.

Dear Sirius and James,

Your Father and I went to brunch. We'll be back soon. Eat some healthy foods! I don't want to see any of the chocolate chip waffles gone.

-Mom

"Damn, I really wanted chocolate chip waffles!"

"Pads?" He heard James ask from the living room. "Is that you?"

Sirius jumped out to find James sitting on the couch, reading a quidditch magazine. "Hello, old friend."

"Oh hey," He said, looking up, "That was you. Wait, who's taking a shower?"

"Selina," Sirius said, ignoring James' eyes on him.

"Uh why?"

"She was feeling dirty from last night." He said, winking at him.

James stared at him with a confused expression for a moment until it dawned on him. "Ew gross! In this house? Honestly, get your own house to do it in."

"Well I was drunk! So excuse me for not buying a house." Sirius said, getting annoyed.

"Wait, how drunk?"

"Prongs."

"How drunk?"

"This drunk," He said, raising his hand above his head.

"Oh." James said, understanding his best friend's measurements. "So you don't remember a thing."

"Yeah. Isn't that just the worst thing that could happen," He said, disappointed with his mind.

"Well actually-"

"Rhetorical question."

"Oh. yeah."

"Speaking of ladies," Sirius said, jumping down to sit next to James, "how's Lilith? Did you guys make up?"

"Yeah." James smiled, excited. "But we're going to stay friends for awhile longer."

"Just friends? really?" Sirius asked James, surprised.

"I love Lily. I can wait for anything. Especially her."

Sirius groaned. "Lies!"

"Look," James said, looking down at his watch, "it's been 'fun' talking with you, but I have to go. I'm teaching Lily how to fly a broom."

He left and Sirius continued to think.

"Friends?" He said out loud, questioning his best friends. "JUST FRIENDS?"

He sat, looking out the window to see Lily and James walking to the beach.

"Bullshit."

"What's Bull shit?"

Sirius turned around to see Selina standing in the doorway, giving him a weird look. Her hands were putting her now straight looking hair in a ponytail. She wore a white lacy blouse and denim shorts. She had already put on her blue flats made of what looked to be zippers, which told Sirius she wanted to get going somewhere.

"You look beautiful." He blurted out, ignoring her question completely.

She blushed, a small grin appearing on her face. "What's bull?"

"What? Oh. Lily and James being just friends." Sirius said, gesturing to the window.

"Yeah." Selina said, chuckling. "That's probably going to last a week. Maybe two tops."

"I'm going with three. I think Lily could hold out on him. Anyway, she doesn't really have her feelings in check." He said, shaking his head.

"Wanna make a bet?" She asked, mischief glinting in her eyes.

"Yes! If I win, I get ten galleons and I get to finally teach you how to backflip." He said, reminding Selina of her one fear.

"Ugh. Fine." She said, rolling her eyes. "But if I win, we get to spend another night together."

Sirius was literally weak at the knees. He leaned up against the wall for support, feeling like he was in a lucid dream. "deal." He croaked.

"Awesome!" Selina said, turning pink. "Now, let's go do something. But no backflips!"

"Fine." Sirius agreed, sighing unhappily.

"This really shouldn't be that hard for you, Lily." James said, talking to her as she floated about a foot above the ground. "You are a wonderfully professional witch. Flying a broomstick shouldn't be that hard."

"It has nothing to do with knowledge, seeing as you can do it easily." She responded, playfully bantering with him as her knuckles whitened from gripping the handle too hard. "I just can't get over the fact I'm flying. It's a scary sensation."

"Do you want to take a break?" He asked, smiling at her.

Her stomach did backflips, and it took a lot of effort not to snog him, but she wanted to get to know James better before she jumped into something. "Y-yes."

"Great," He said, grinning.

Heart. melted.

They sat down on a blanket, taking food from the picnic basket Lily had brought. Packed with wonderful treats, sandwiches, and drinks, they were both enjoying themselves.

"So," Lily said after finishing her sandwich, "How are you so good at flying?"

"How are you so good at charms?"

The question caught her off guard. "Uh. . . "

Her words hung in the air while she thought. Why was she so good at charms? Was it just easier for her?

"I don't really know," She admitted, blushing slightly. "I guess it's just a natural thing. Like you and transfiguration. I know for a fact you never study for that. It seems like you were born knowing it. You understand it, and I understand charms."

"I thought it is because you're so charming," He said, winking at her.

Her heart skipped a few beats, and she giggled. "Really James? Thanks. But honestly, how are you so good at quidditch?"

James thought for a moment. His hand went through his hair, and he looked up, giving Lily the face she always remembered: The Potter thinking face.

"I guess. . ." He paused, looking out at the waves. "I guess, when I was a kid, I was interested in flying. It was simply beautiful. I always wanted a broom, and when I turned seven I got one after years of begging. (A/N: I'm not sure if this is early or not. or late. I dunno.) For the first few months of that broom, I always rode it. from dawn until dusk, I was flying. I didn't really have any friends during those months, except for the people I met at family parties. I digress, all I did was fly. The broom was an extension of my body. It became my soul, and it understood me well, as I understood it. Flying was simple, and when I could do it better than anyone. I was born to fly.

"So I guess that's why I'm so good. I started young, and I was relentless," He said, looking back at her with a small grin.

She wasn't sure she as paying attention anymore. What he said was perfect. It was interesting the way he talked about it. She suddenly felt jealous of quidditch. She wanted to be talked about by him that way.

"That's. . . lovely." Lily said, looking him in the eyes with newfound respect. "You must really love quidditch."

"Yeah." James said, staring back at her, his eyes excited. "It's the best thing in my life right now."

Lily's stomach quenched when she heard that. She wanted to be the best thing in his life. She wanted to be the one he would talk about to everyone. She was so confused by her heart and her mind. Lily wondered if possibly she had liked James all the time, and her brain just never got the signal. It had been blocked until she really got to know him. Before James was a pretty face with an irritating personality. Why had she broken it off with him? That's right, she had listened to her brain, not her heart. Never trust the mind when it comes to love. It may be smart, but it isn't wise.

James, noticing her pained expression, asked, "Are you all right? Did you eat something funny?"

For half a second, she considered telling him the truth. Telling him, I'm still in love with you! I really want to get back together! But she couldn't do that to him. She couldn't trust herself to not listen to her brain and break things off again. She couldn't hurt James. Until she was completely sure she wanted to get together, she was going to have stay friends with him.

"Oh Nothing," She lied, not looking him in the eyes, "I think I ate to fast."

"Do you want to fly anymore?" He asked, concerned with her well-being.

"I think I'm too sick." Lily said, frowning. Now that wasn't completely a lie. She was lovesick. "Why don't you give it a go? I haven't see you fly at all today," She added, giving him a weak grin.

He smiled back, but his expression still looked worried. "Okay. . . But if you don't feel that great and you need me just call an-"

"Honestly James, I'll be fine." She said, slightly exasperated. Still, Lily liked hearing him talk like that. She liked being protected and cared for. That's what she wanted.

He grinned again, sat down on the broom, and was off.

He was a natural, no doubt about it. The way he gracefully floated through the sky, the way he could turn on a dime, and the way he could make it look so effortless astounded her. He would skim over the water, dropping his hand in to send a spray across the sea. He would pull up hard and then drop straight down. At first, Lily thought he was going to fall, but he swiftly pulled up again, his feet inches away from the water. His ability on the broom was amazing to her.

When he finally finished, he was smiling, his hair in several different directions. "That was fun!"

She smiled, pleased with herself. She knew he was itching to fly, and she had let him do it.

"Come on, flyboy." She whispered, grabbing his hand unexpectedly, "I'm tired. Let's go home."

Sirius was just watching her. The way she moved, the way she twirled, the way she smiled when they locked eyes.

The two of them had been standing on top of a small rock formation on the beach for over an hour, just talking about nothing in particular.

"Oh!" She yelled suddenly, turning around with wide-eyes. "I hate running. That's another thing that I just cannot stand."

"Why?" He asked, laughing.

She shrugged. "I dunno. I just makes me tired. Like dancing, though I love that."

She sat down next to him, putting her hand on top of his. They held that position silently until Sirius gave her a soft look.

"I wanted to tell you something." He whispered, staring intently at her eyes.

"You don't remember last night, do you?" She guessed, looking down at their hands.

He was shocked. "How. . . how did you know?"

She just chuckled sadly. "You would have acted prouder, or happier. I've known you quite some time Black."

Sirius looked at her for a while, trying to read her. He smiled, clutching her hand closer. "hey. That doesn't mean I didn't enjoy it any less. Probably the best night of my life, and I missed out on it."

Selina continued to sit in silence, not sure what to say.

Sirius, thinking he still needed to say something, pushed Selina's hair behind her ear, twirling a bit of it. He gave her a smirk, before brushing his lips up against hers.

"I love you."

She stiffened slightly, her heart rate speeding up, before looking really looking at his sincere eyes.

"I love you too, Sirius."

They sat there for the longest time, blissfully in love. Hands interlocked, lips randomly touching each other, smiles dancing across their faces. Until Sirius' stomach growled.

Selina just looked at him with her eyebrows raised.

"What?" He asked, looking indignant. "I'm a guy. Hunger is one of my most important emotions."

"I didn't know Hunger was an emotion," She said, smirking.

"Obviously you don't know guys very well. Other than mischief, It is our number one priority emotion."

"Come on," Selina said, standing up, "I can tell you're hungry. We should get going."

He stood up, jumping off the rocks onto the sand. She too leaped off the rocks, gracefully landing in his arms.

"Honestly," Selina said after kissing Sirius in his arms for a good minute or two, "How could you not remember last night? I was probably your best ever."

"Modest much?" He said, grinning as he put her down. "I didn't know you were so modest about your escapades."

"Oh shut it."

"Maybe it's best I don't remember it." He said thoughtfully, trying to rile her up. "Probably some terrible memories right there."

"I said shut it." She laughed, punching him in the shoulder.

"I'm done, I'm done." He cried, putting his hands up in surrender.

"You better be. Honestly." She added, shaking her head.

"Hey!" Sirius shouted, chuckling, "That's just who I am."

"Yeah." Selina said, before smiling. "Yeah. You're Sirius Black."

"And you're Selina Bower. That girl I just laid." He said, winking before running off.

"Sirius!"

A/N: So. I noticed it wasn't very funny. This was more of the romantic lovey dovey chapter. I like putting Selina into the actual storyline, seeing as she is Sirius' girl and Lily's best friend. Things like that just happen. I hope you liked it a lot. CAUSE I SURE DID.

It felt more intense, more romantic, shedding more light on the love in both the relationships. That's cool, mkay? Awesome.

SO guys. It would be especially awesome if we got to 108. so that's ten more reviews! I think you guys can do it! I BELIEVE IN YOU!

~ExP