A/N: I know I'm rushing things a lot, but I had to get this chapter out there. I've had it stuck in my head since I first started writing this a while ago, and I know it's short, but please bear with me. Hope you like it.

Sirius P.O.V.

Snivellus. Seriously, how could scum like him be allowed to walk the face of this planet? I mean, his hair is all greasy and stringy…ugh, it makes me feel sick talking about it. I mean, compared to my luscious, soft and silky hair, his is disgusting. Disgusting to absolutely everyone who takes daily showers.

All James and I were doing was walking down the hall to get to the stairs. And we walk past Snivellus. And he looks at us. In the eye. And he gives us a dirty look. A really dirty look. Like, "Who the hell do you think you are?"

So, I turned on him and returned the look, except actually saying, "Hey, who the hell do you think you are? Giving us a look like that."

"I can give you whatever look I want," said Snivellus.

"No you can't," said James. "Not to us."

"And why not to you?" asked Snivellus, sneering.

"Because we're better than you," said James, pulling his wand out. "And we're amazingly good at magic. Unlike some people."

"I'm no squib!" Snivellus shouted, pulling out his wand and pointing it at us.

"Do you really want to get into this right now?" I said, pulling out my wand and twirling it with my fingers. "Two to one, we outnumber you. And besides, I'd rather not waste my time over a fight I know I'd win."

"No, you're just scared," said Snivellus.

"What did he say, James?" I asked.

"He just called us cowards, Sirius," said James. "Snivellus just called us cowards."

"You two think you're all heroic," said Snivellus, as if trying to be deep and piss us off at the same time. "Starting duels against others to look brave. You two aren't manly at all."

"I'll break your nose without magic, how's that?" I yelled. "Is that man enough for you?"

"Yeah, because breaking my nose is going to do real damage right," he said in a calm tone. "Because it's not as if I can walk to the Hospital Wing to get it fixed or anything."

"Stop being a smart mouth," I said, smirking. "Wait, then again, what else are you good for?"

"Sirius?"

Oh, crap! Cammie.

"Hey, Cammie," I said smugly.

"What are you two doing?" she asked.

"We were just about to teach Snivellus a lesson, weren't we, Sirius?" said James.

I nodded proudly. "Yup. Want to watch?"

She let out a breath and rolled her eyes, laughing to herself. "You two are so immature." Then, she turned to James. "James, do you really think ganging up on Snape is going to win Lily's heart?"

James glared at Snivellus, and he glared back, harshly, and the two held their gaze until James finally broke it and looked at Cammie. "All right!" he said. He sighed. "Come on, let's go."

Cammie and James started walking away, as did I, but I didn't dare turn my back on Snivellus. I knew he might do something if he had the chance. I wasn't about to give it to him. But he just stood there, laughing, and slowly started walking away too.

"Seriously, guys," said Cammie. "You're being so mean. Snivellus…I mean Snape…"

I laughed. "You've been around us for too long."

Cammie laughed too. "Yeah, I have. But really, Snape is Lily's best friend."

James glared ahead of us. "Lily shouldn't trust him," he said. "He's a future Death Eater! Everyone can see it! Lily's the only one that's blind to the truth."

"Did you ever stop to think that, maybe if you didn't bully him so much, he wouldn't act like such a dark person?" said Cammie. "Ever think about that?"

James sighed. "No. But it wouldn't matter anyways. He and Lily always hang out together. Lily should be mine, dammit!"

"Well, she's not going to be yours unless you stop picking on Snape," Cammie pointed out.

"Ppsh," I said. "Even if that did happen, Lily would hate us for all of our past crap. Wait, what were you doing in the halls anyways, Cammie?"

Cammie shrugged. "Looking for you guys. I'm bored. And Lily's hanging out with Natalie and Clara, and Natalie doesn't like me too much because I hang out with you and you got Lacey pregnant."

I rolled my eyes. "Seriously, what I don't get is, sluts are sluts, but once they get pregnant they're all like, 'oh no! I'm pregnant! I never thought this would happen from all my whoring around!' and then, even after they have a baby or a miscarriage or whatever, they go right back to sleeping with every man alive. Girls are so complicated."

"Thought you liked the whores, Padfoot," said James.

"Please," I said. "I was only with Lacey because I needed some practice, and I got some. And besides, what's the satisfaction of sleeping with a whore? I'd rather be the one to take a girl's virginity and make it special."

"How many girls virginity's have you taken, Sirius?" asked Cammie, laughing.

"Honestly?" I said. I looked at James and bit my lip. "I've taken none. The only girl I've really slept with was Lacey. And her virginity was gone long before I lost mine."

James started laughing at me. "You loser! You really aren't a man!"

"Oh, yeah? And what about you? How many times have you had sex? Or are you still too busy waiting for Lily?"

James reddened. "Lily and I share something special, or at least we will someday, when she realizes we're completely perfect for each other."

James is such a chick. Either that or he's gay, and Lily's a cover for it.

Cammie's P.O.V.

It's been a month since the Quidditch game. Sirius and I are still best friends, and I'm almost best friends with James now. I'm friends with Remus, too, a tiny bit. And I'll say hi to Peter if I see him around, but still, Peter's not as much fun as the rest of the Marauders are.

But not the point. Today's December sixth. My birthday.

Not that anyone knows it's my birthday. I don't really tell people. Only my family knows, and they sent me a little silver charm bracelet with two charms, one of them a star, the other a guitar.

Oh, Casey also knows, too. She sent me a charm for my bracelet, no doubt having talked to my parents before buying me something.

So, I sort of started off the morning as if I was on a sugar high. I got dressed, put on my new jewelry, and then walked down to the Great Hall, not bothering for anyone else to wake up.

It wasn't too early, only about eight-thirty. So there were people eating breakfast already, mostly first and second years, since at that age it's usually harder to sleep in.

"Hey, Cammie!" I heard Sirius shout out. I never even knew that he woke up this early.

I looked over and smiled and waved, "Hey."

He got up from the table and walked over to me, his hands behind his back as if he was hiding something from me. He had one of those mischievous looks on his face, and I bit back a laugh that was coming.

Finally, he took his hand out from behind his back and brought forth a little blue box with ribbon on it. "Happy birthday," he said, smiling.

Oh. Merlin. He remembered. He actually remembered something. And it was my birthday that he remembered. My birthday.

I smiled as I looked at the small box in his hands. "You remembered?"

"Of course I did," he said. "Honestly, you can't expect me to not remember when your birthday is."

Everyone who was in the Great Hall at that time was staring at us.

"Go on," said Sirius. "Take it."

I took the box from it, slowly untied the ribbon, and opened it. Inside was a heart-shaped locket necklace, the locket in silver, and the chain that would go around my neck a silver and gold twist. And the locket was engraved on the back, saying, "To Cammie, From Sirius. Happy birthday."

"Oh, Merlin," I said, taking it out slowly and admiring it. "Sirius, you didn't have to…"

"I wanted to," said Sirius. "We're friends, aren't we? That's what friends do."

And I hugged him tightly, and he hugged me. And I got this weird feeling, like I never wanted him to let go of me, ever. Like I felt safe in his arms, as if nothing could affect me when I was with him.

And then I got the strangest feeling ever. I wanted to kiss him. Really, really badly. I wanted to make out with him in front of the entire Great Hall. In front of everybody.

Oh, crap. I'm starting to like Sirius as more than a friend. Oh, no.

I know it'll never work. I just know it. He was my first friend here. My only best friend here. I know he doesn't like me as more than a friend. And if something ever does happen between us, what if something happens? We won't be friends again. I can't risk that.

The hug ended and I looked at Sirius. "Want to put it on me?" I asked.

"Of course," he said, smirking. I turned around and he locked the necklace around my neck, pulling my hair out from underneath the chain. I turned back around. "You know, you haven't even opened the locket yet."

I bit my lip and smiled. "Is there something inside it?"

"Maybe."

I opened it, and inside there was a picture of me and Sirius, one that James had taken of us sitting down in front of the beech tree by the lake. Just sitting down and laughing. It was moving, of course, which made me get shivers down my spine. He'd thought this out so well.

"Thank you so much," I said. "It's perfect."

Sirius shrugged. "I knew you were a sap for stuff like this."

I laughed. "So, where to now?"

"Your birthday breakfast," said Sirius professionally. "Come on, there are pancakes."