The Mighty Fall by Fall Out Boy

Remus was the first to speak. Quite angrily, I might add.

"No. Absolutely not."

"Moony, I think-"

"Don't you 'Moony' me, you prat. We discussed telling her, yes. We discussed having her sign a magically binding contract, yes. We did not discuss asking her to become an Animagus! Hell, ever since you got the idea to change for me I was against it! I am not going to let you put one another person I care for in danger!"

Sirius butt in. "Moony's right, mate. This is a mistake, and not what we talked about. We don't need anymore illegal Animagi in this school, much less her. She forgets she's a Prefect sometimes, but there is no way she's going to forget she's an Animagus."

I bristled at his tone when he said 'her'. As if I was a dirty animal.

Oh, the irony!

"Did you see how well she handled yesterday? Wouldn't that take a load off if it was like that every month?" James reminded him.

Remus growled. "I almost attacked her yesterday! How on Earth would you call that-

Sirius added to the increasing noise, saying, "I wouldn't really call it handling-"

"OI! ENOUGH!"

The three boys stopped, stunned at my rather loud command.

"In the end, this is my decision, right?"

They nodded reluctantly.

"Then I'll think about it," I said finally. Remus and Sirius groaned.

"I love you," James grinned, so happy that he even gave me a peck on the forehead. I recoiled from him.

"Don't expect your answer soon," I grumbled as I left their dorm. When I closed the door behind me, the arguing commenced. I pitied Peter then. I could just imagine him standing there with no idea what to do.

In Transfiguration the next day, James sat next to me before Lily got to class. I cringed when I began to imagine what her reaction would be when she did.

"James, you better be quick if you have to talk to me. Lily's going to explode when she gets here-"

"I need your help planning a party," he said quickly.

"A party," I repeated cautiously. He nodded.

"It's for Sirius. It's his birthday soon, and-"

"Sirius is older than me?"

James ignored me and kept talking. "-I need help organizing everything, the music, the food, the drinks, the people..."

"You've already got the basics covered! What do you need my help for?"

"He can't know that I'm doing it, so I'll need a little help..."

The real question hung in the air. Will you plan it for me?

"Excuse me, Potter, I believe you're sitting in my seat," an angry, high voice interrupted. James smiled winningly when he faced Lily.

"I'm terribly sorry, my dearest Lily-flower," he gushed. She scowled at him as he stood up.

"I'll...think about it, James," I told him. He smiled even more when he left.

"Think about what. Georgiana? Are you going to help them plan a prank?!" Lily said nosily. "You're a prefect!"

"Of course I'm not going to help them with a prank. You know me better than that."

What on Earth did Sirius like? What foods? What drinks? What music? What people?

I wasn't sure if he even liked me!

"Sirius likes salted caramel milkshakes with bits of Honeydukes chocolate in them," a familiar masculine voice whispered. Afraid it was Sirius, I let out a sigh of relief when I saw it was only Regulus. We had decided to keep our seats in Potions; even from here I could here Leila laughing at something Severus said over Slughorn's droning attempt at a lesson. I quickly put away the parchment chart.

"Um, thanks, Regulus," I said sheepishly. He nodded solemnly, not at all the unsure boy who had attempted to visit me yesterday in the infirmary.

"What's that for?"

I huffed in resignation; no matter how much Sirius hated his family, there was no way I was keeping his surprise birthday party a secret from his own brother.

"Sirius's birthday is coming up soon, and James and I are planning it. I think he would've asked Peter or Remus, but they had a row earlier so I don't think either of them would have been in the mood," I explained. Regulus bit his lip (which I found just as attractive on him as I did James; did that make me a slag?) in thought before he asked, "Could I...possibly, I don't know, you don't have to let me...but, could I help?"

I blinked, slightly stunned. I certainly didn't expect that.

"Like I said, you don't have to let me," he said quickly.

"But what if I want you to? I have no idea who Sirius really is as a person, and you're-" I stopped mid sentence. What if Regulus didn't know either? I had heard rumors that the Black family were actually evil people; some said that when Sirius had come home first year, his parents put him under the Cruciatus curse for at least a few days. At home, he hadn't been allowed to talk to Regulus, their perfect, one and only true son, for years after that.

"Just because we don't talk now doesn't mean we didn't talk then," Regulus said softly. It was as if he could read my mind. A little scary. I scooted away from him in case he actually could.

The idea appealed to me; I knew next to nothing about Sirius, except that he was an illegal Animagus (and a literal dog). And I was pretty sure that was the worst and most intimate thing that I could know about him. Yet his own brother wanted to help me! Albeit a little estranged, but his brother nontheless. The real kicker was how James would react. Or Remus, or Peter, or, hell, even Sirius. But then again, since when did I care what they thought? One of them was going to be much too pleased about my answer to James's offer.

"Alright. You may help me."

"...what?"

"Did I stutter? All. Right. You. May. Help. Me."

His face lit up into a real smile, complete with teeth and...were those dimples? He had nice teeth. Straight, square, and white. His dimples, needless to say, were adorable.

I stopped thinking about how nice he looked right then and there. Nope. Regulus Black did not look nice at all. I had to stop. Especially if Regulus was a dangerous person that, arguably worse, looked and sounded a little too much like Sirius.