Author's Note: Hello all. Again sorry for really long wait. You have no flipping idea how busy I've been (all damn schoolwork)! Thanks to those of you who reviewed last chapter and my one-shots. The one-shots are when I have writers block for this, or if I want to make you wait between chapters… Well, I probably won't update for the rest of the month (jeez that sounds so mean and long…), because it's March Break over here. I'm headed to England and France with my Mum… And lucky you'll be left with a cliff hanger… Not the possible death cliff hanger I had planned to be releasing now, but who expects to be this busy in my year at school? Stupid teachers have nothing better to do than make my life miserable, I swear… Anyway… Bubbles!
-Kat
Chapter twenty-one – Easter Break–Part 2, the Room of Requirement ... Plus a little trip down Memory River in a Gondola (hehe)
Previously:
James snorted at his friends. "Come on," he paced back and forth in front of the wall. "We need to think. We need a place to hide from Enid and her questions!"
"James, Sirius?" Remus stammered.
"Quiet Mooney! Can't you see I'm busy coming up with a fantabulous plan to get us out of here safely and detention-less?" James snapped.
"But there's a door now…" Remus indicated the darkly coloured wooden door now fixed in the place of part of the wall that used to be there.
"Oh." Sirius darted his eyes from side to side. "That'll work."
The boys gaped at the door until they heard footsteps running closer to them.
"Quick! Get inside and lock the door!" Sirius hissed earnestly, nearly wrenching the door of its hinges with his anxiety.
As soon as James had been yanked inside, they slammed the door shut and Remus whispered 'Alohamora' at the door knob.
They all pressed themselves against the door and tried not to breath, so as to avoid being caught by the old caretaker. His cat could still be heard hissing just outside their room.
Just as the footsteps came to a halt right beside them, all three boys leapt backwards in surprise! The door had just disappeared, leaving them all pressing themselves against the same solid wall that they had wasted five minutes staring at before the door appeared in the first place.
Sirius opened his mouth, no doubt to comment on the sudden disappearance of their door, but James and Remus both shrewdly clapped a hand over his mouth before he had a chance to give them away.
"MMmph!", was all he could manage.
"Shh!" James whispered in earnest.
They spent a few more minutes in this awkward position, until they finally heard the sound of Pringle's footsteps dying away and, still more minutes after that, the soft pitter-patter of Mrs. Norris' paw-steps following the corridor away from their hiding-place.
Sirius smacked their hands away from his face indignantly, and grumbled, "I hate that cat! I reckon she's going to live forever, just to spite us!"
"Nah; don't be so melodramatic, Padfoot," James said. "If anything, it'll be to torture our kids!"
Remus laughed in concurrence and Sirius showed his agreement by grinning the trademark 'Marauder' lop-sided grin.
"Hey!" Sirius examined their surroundings more closely. "I've never been in here before! Is it possible that we left something out of the Map?"
James shook his head confidently and strode over to a lavish red armchair, pushing down on the seat to test the bounciness. Apparently, it passed his test, because he plonked down on it and sighed with pleasure.
"Should we leave you two alone?" Remus snorted sarcastically.
James glared and suggested that his friend go and do something rather rude.
Remus rolled his eyes and wandered over to the splendid bookshelves on the wall closest to him and perused the volumes happily. Sirius bounded over to the other side of the room and started opening and closing cupboards and trunks.
"WHOA! Look at this mates; all the newest pranking supplies from Zonko's!" he cried in excitement.
"No way!" James exclaimed, coming over to inspect the contents of the trunk with his friend. "Half of this stuff hasn't even hit the racks yet!"
"Cool!" Remus joined them at the chest of tricks.
He drew out a little heart-shaped bowl (Sirius pulled a face) and flipped it over to read the instructions.
"What the Hell d'ya reckon that's used for, huh Mooney?" James asked, also making a face.
"From what it says, I think it tells you who you fancy. You just have to 'fill it up with warm water and stare into it; then it will tell you the name of the person someone truly likes in their heart, whether admitted or not, and their datable status', with 'so-and-so loves other so-and-so' flashing up on the nearest wall. With their datable status written in the bowl. That's it; what on earth is a 'datable status'?"
"Well Mooney, if a girl is single, that's her 'datable status'. If she's not, that's also a 'datable status'." Sirius explained casually.
"Trust you to know…" Remus muttered.
"So, if Prongs were to use it, it would say: 'James Potter loves Lily Evans', and 'taken'. And then he would add some stuff like: 'by some utter git who still sleeps with a teddy and needs to pay girls to sleep with him!'"
James lunged at Sirius, exclaiming: "It would not you stupid prat!"
"Yes it would!"
"No it wouldn't!"
The two were now rolling around on the floor trying to strangle each other. Remus was looking on with interest.
"Would too!"
"NOT!"
"WOULD!"
"NOT!"
After they had exhausted their 'would's and 'not's or, coincidentally; after Remus just got tired of listening to them, he took the time to stop them from fighting and inform them that they could just find out by using the thing.
"Oh." James stopped trying to murder his best friend.
"I knew that." Sirius stopped too.
"But what if I don't want to?" said James.
"Then we'll know that you're a pansy and you agree with us on what it'll say." answered Sirius.
"But still," James argued, "maybe I just don't like to be… pressured into things…"
"Hence the description 'pansy'!"
"Oh. Well then… Okay, fine," James gave up, "but I don't see what's in it for me."
"You could formulate a wager?" Remus suggested. Both Sirius and James gave him looks that clearly said, "either you stop reading the dictionary for fun or we burn the damn thing".
"If that meant 'make a bet', only in Mooney-speak, then I agree. That sounds fair," James commented.
Sirius swaggered confidently over to a posh leather sofa and belly-flopped onto it, his stomach making a satisfying squeak against the fabric.
"If that wall doesn't flash that I like Evans, then both of you have to use the damn thing."
"Okay," Sirius said, ignoring Remus' protests. "When that wall flashes 'Jamesie loves Evans', he has to go back to admitting it and letting her know it. You know, like he was before all the junk happened this year."
James opened his mouth to renegotiate, but Sirius stopped him by shoving the heart-shaped bowl into his hands. Remus pulled his wand out of his robes and performed a spell which filled the small bowl with water.
"Stare into it James."
James grudgingly obliged. He peered down into the small basin and waited.
It took a few seconds, but something started to appear in the water. James squinted, trying to see past the ripples, and he could make out a familiar shape on the surface.
It was a face. A gentle face, squinting in the sunlight; the rays of which were lighting up her sparkling eyes. The eyes, two emeralds imbedded in a smiling face. Her lips were cherries, split in a shy smile. She laughed, tossing her head back so that the sun caught each lock of red hair at a different, more beautiful angle.
James's mind was jolted back into the room when he felt his face reddening. He blinked quickly, disgusted at the feeling of tears hidden in his hazel eyes.
"James?" Remus said quietly. The words 'James Potter loves Lily Evans' were flashing in green writing on the wall in front of them.
"What?" he snapped.
"We win." Sirius said softly, standing and walking over to his friend. He was being serious for a change. "Look Prongs, we know you still like her. Now you know too."
James slumped back down on his armchair. Remus perched on one arm of it, and Sirius on the other.
James came one step closer to admittance by grumbling 'but you don't like her'.
"James. You know I didn't like her too much when we first met, but now I'm fine with her. And that didn't stop you asking her out every day anyway, did it?" Sirius grinned. "And since when do you listen to me anyway, you excuse-making git? Remus always liked her. And I think Peter did. Ya never know with that one, do ya?"
"Hey, what do you mean you 'didn't like her much when you met'?" Remus inquired. "Lily's always been so nice!"
"Ahhh, right. That was before we met you… Wee-llll, you see…"
FLAHSBACK – all of the next part until it says 'end flashback' just it's easier to read in normal font
An eleven-year-old girl was sitting in a compartment on the Hogwarts express, which was not all that unusual. She was alone, but she was also half an hour early, so. She wouldn't have minded anyway, because she was curled up at the end of a cushioned bench with a book.
A few (ten or so) minutes later, when more students and parents had started to arrive, she was interrupted by a knock on the sliding glass door of the compartment.
"Hi. Are you a first year too?" the 'knocker' (teehee) asked.
"Ummm… I think so…" Lily answered.
"Well, hi!" the girl grinned. She had her long brown hair tossed lazily back under a red football cap, and was sporting a black shirt featuring a rather offensive picture of a rock band. This was an eleven-year-old Enid Allows.
"Um…" Lily stammered.
"Yeah?" Enid said, flopping down onto the other bench.
"Your t-shirt… It's… moving!"
Enid grinned again. "You muggle-born?"
"Ummm…" Lily answered again.
"Parents not wizards?"
"No. I mean, yes. No, they aren't wizards."
"Ahhh… That explains it. Pictures and paintings and photos in the wizarding world move. They're like film clips in frames."
"Oh," Lily smiled. "That's really cool!"
"Yeah. I thought so too, when my Dad told me. I'm Enid Allows." She stuck out her hand comically, which Lily shook, giggling, and deciding that she liked this strange girl.
"Lily Evans. Have you always known about magic then?"
"Well, I'm a half-blood," Enid explained. Lily looked perplexed so she clarified, "Someone with one parent who's a wizard and one who's a muggle (not-magic person). My Mum was a witch, and she told my Dad all about the wizarding world, so that he could tell me and my sister when we were older, if she couldn't."
"What d'you mean?" Lily asked curiously.
Enid, being the good judge of character that she was, decided that she could trust Lily. "Well, my Mum's dead, you see." Enid's eyes flashed angrily and Lily murmured 'oh, sorry'. "Murdered by Him," Enid continued, brushing aside Lily's sympathy.
"God?" Lily said automatically, at the reference to 'Him'. Was it really her fault that her parents had taken her to church with them when she was little.
"No!" Enid snorted with laughter. "The wizarding 'Him'." Lily continued to look confused. "As in VOLDEMORT!" Enid said loudly, causing many students (older and younger) passing by their compartment to wince and shudder. She stuck her head out of the compartment door and shouted 'Grow up you dung-brains; he has a name' to the corridor, before slamming it shut.
"What's wrong with them?" Lily inquired.
Enid sighed. "Okay. There's this dark wizard who really came to power over the last few years or so. He calls himself 'Lord Voldemort'. Nearly everyone in the wizarding world, grow-ups too, are so afraid of him, that they can't even bring themselves to say his name."
"Then why do you say it?"
"Because Dumbledore does. And because when you hate someone that evil, I believe that fear of the name will just increase the fear of him. But I'm not afraid. I'm going to make him pay for everything he's done!"
Lily frowned and said, "Who's Dumbledore?"
Enid told her that Dumbledore was that most powerful wizard in the world, and that he was also going to be their headmaster at Hogwarts. Lily was interested and they continued to talk about him and all of the wizarding problems until the train was almost ready to go and there was another knock on the door.
Enid jumped up and bounced over to the door to open it. A boy with dark, messy hair was leaning against the doorframe, looking rather arrogant and bored.
"Who are you?" Enid asked cheerfully.
"Name's Potter. James Potter. You?" he sat down on Lily's bench and put his feet up beside her. He thought she was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. She, however, swapped an unimpressed glance with Enid and Enid said:
"Enid Allows. This is Lily Evans."
Lily smiled slightly at James but stopped when he winked at her. Enid snorted with laughter and James looked rather put-out. He continued to survey Lily curiously, which made her sort of uncomfortable.
"So, you a first-year too, or are you just lost?" Enid asked rudely.
James turned his head back to Enid and looked her up and down. His eyes stopped at her shirt and she raised her eyebrows.
"'Witching Hour'," he referred to the band displayed on her front. "Not bad taste… For a girl."
Enid glared stubbornly at him. "Least I have taste. I'm not the one swaggering 'round like some wannabe-Sean Connery who thinks he's so hot!"
(A/N: HA! I checked it! Sean Connery would have just starred in one or more James Bond films, so he is in the right time period…).
Lily laughed at the muggle-movie reference. It was obvious that James Potter had no knowledge of muggle film stars.
He seemed lost for words; as if no one had ever stood up to or spoken back like that to him, whether he understood the insult or not. Enid just stared defiantly at him and he finally spoke.
"Truce." He said evenly, holding out his own hand to shake on it.
Enid studied him for a second longer, before grinning, shaking his hand, and echoing his 'truce'.
James grinned for the first time since he had entered the compartment, making his chocolate-brown eyes sparkle attractively, and said, "Sirius is gonna like you."
"Who's Sirius?" Enid asked. Lily turned to James as well, though still not liking him much, and waited for an answer.
"Sirius is my best friend. We met this summer at the Puddlemere United junior flying camp. My parents said that we were so much alike that they had a hard time telling us apart."
"Sirius, huh?" Lily started. "Sounds…"
She was cut off by screams and small explosions coming from the train corridor. The three jumped simultaneously when some random Slytherin fifth year was slammed against their door in the stampede.
"That -" James grinned again, "- would be him."
"Oh. Joy." Lily said sarcastically.
Enid snorted with laughter and slid their door open so that the boy who had been squashed against it went flying forwards.
"Whoops?" she giggled.
Once the students in the corridor had stopped running and screaming and all squished into compartments on the train, another boy swaggered down it. Girls who had their heads out of their packed compartments gaped, blushed and giggled when he passed them.
"Wh'as wrong with them?" Lily asked.
James looked smug. "They're girls." He said simply, as if that explained it.
"Well, there's a guy walking down the corridor… That Sirius?" Enid pulled her head back into the compartment.
"Most definitely." James grinned.
Then, he got up from his seat and left the compartment, heading down the hall to his friend.
"James!" Sirius dropped the swagger and jogged handsomely over to him.
Lily and Enid were watching from the compartment (along with quite a portion of the female population of Hogwarts; who cares if they're only 10 or 11…).
"He was right. They do look similar." Lily said.
"Yup." Enid agreed.
The two boys did some sort of weird handshake (you know, those things where people do something hand-ish then grab hands and bump shoulders…) and started towards Lily and Enid's cabin.
"Ladies," they both bowed to a cabin of second years, who all burst into giggles immediately. Enid snorted in disgust; Lily laughed her head off.
The two boys walked into their compartment and each one sat down with their feet up.
Sirius happened to lean back and put his feet on Enid's lap. Enid glared at him and shoved him off the bench.
He got up from the floor, glared at her, and then grinned and said, "Name's Black. Sirius Black."
Lily and Enid exchanged a glance and promptly burst into laughter. He turned to glare at Lily. She stopped laughing.
"And you are?" Sirius gave her a withering look.
"Lily."
"Hmmm. Lily..." He studied her, much like James had. "You were right James."
"Right about what?" The girls asked together.
"Her." Sirius gestured towards Lily.
"Oh, and what about her?" Enid asked before Lily could respond scathingly.
"Don't want to bore you with the details, love," he winked at Enid.
"Uck!" she made a disgusted face.
"Oh please!" Lily exclaimed. "Get over yourself! Both of you!"
She stood up and grabbed her book, looking over at Enid.
"I'll be somewhere-or-other, Enid. Come find me when you get sick of them." And she stormed out.
James jumped up and muttered, "I'll be right back" to Sirius, and followed her out the door.
"Hey, wait up!" he called to her.
"What, Potter?" she spat.
"You wanna go out with me this weekend?" he grinned charmingly.
"NO! Why would you even think that!"
Lily turned again and started away from him.
"So that's definitely no then, is it?" he called after her.
She just kept walking, now shaking her head in disbelief.
She turned to the right, and the last thing he heard the 'most beautiful girl he'd ever seen' say that day, was to some first year girls; "Is this seat taken?"
END FLASHBACK
(A/N: Sorry that that's so long and the guys wouldn't know about Lily and Enid's conversations, but it's over now, so don't worry…).
"That was kind of rude." Remus frowned. "What were you agreeing with James on?"
"Oh. That." Sirius grinned guiltily. "Just that she was cute but had problems."
Remus raised an eyebrow, but let it go.
James was now a lovely shade of crimson.
"Embarrassment capital?" said Sirius lightly. "See that was the first time in history that Prongs asked her out. The beginning of an era!" he paused. "Come to think of it, that was also the first time in history that she rejected him. The beginning of another era!"
Remus laughed and James glared at them both. Once they had all stopped laughing and glaring, Remus brought them back to the point:
"So. Now you go back to telling Lily that you fancy her."
"Yep."
"Evans'll be thrilled!" Sirius chortled.
"Yep."
"Looking forward to being constantly rejected?" Sirius smirked.
"Yep." James said, stuffing his head in the nearest pillow.
"So, going to ask her to consort or osculate with you when you see her next?"
"Yep."
"Do you have any idea what he just said, Prongs?"
"Not in the least," James said, making Sirius burst into appreciative laughter and Remus roll his eyes.
Day 11 of Easter Break; one slimeball down, one to go:
After their little evening escapade, Remus and Sirius decided to monitor the other Marauder closely and make sure that he asked Lily out… Eventually…
Lily was sitting in the Common Room and talking to Enid about their Care of Magical Creatures essay when Christine came running in. As her friends were at the table on the side of the room farthest from the door, she had to sprint past a couple of third years to get to them (which she did, no problem, even if it did result in an upturned table and some grumbling thirteen year-olds).
"He's – Gone –" she wheezed while she caught her breath.
Lily and Enid both looked up from the 'history of dragons' articles and gave her inquiring looks.
"Who's gone?" Lily asked.
"Care to expand on that, Tina?" probed Enid. Christine gave her a death glare for the nickname, but continued nonetheless.
"Snape Senior! He's gone!"
"You're kidding!" Lily exclaimed.
"Was it the Marauders?" Enid asked eagerly.
"NO," Christine replied, giving her a funny look.
Enid pouted; "Damn," she said. "Lost the pool."
Lily giggled and Christine persisted:
"No one knows why. He was teaching a Potions class to the seventh years and then he randomly started screaming and clutching his arm! He knocked over a cauldron full of stinking sap that they were boiling for Madam Pomfrey so the whole class stampeded for the door. Hardly any of them even realized that he'd disappeared! Dumbledore's down there now trying to find him, but word in the hall is that he's already given up and got a replacement. No one knows who…"
Enid let out a low whistle and Lily exclaimed in distress, "This is terrible; our O.W.L.'s are coming up!"
"Yep. But now I just want to find out who's replacing him. He'll probably be at breakfast tomorrow," Christine said.
"I've got to tell the guys," Enid said, standing up; "They'll be ecstatic! Wonder how he disappeared though…"
Upon finding the three Marauders…
Reaction #1:
"WHAT! O.W.L.'s are in fewer than eleven weeks; is everyone completely bonkers!"
Reaction #2:
"You're kidding? NO? WHOOHOO! YES! Maybe his replacement'll be a hot chick… PARTY IN THE GRYFFINDOR COMMON ROOM!"
Reaction #3:
"NO WAY! YES! This is brilliant! One slimeball down; one to go! Plus Pringle and Mrs. Norris, but oh well; there's still time for that… PARTY IN THE GRYFFINDOR COMMON ROOM NOW!"
Later that day…
"Hey Lily," Remus Lupin smiled warmly as he saw the red-head sitting by the Common Room fire.
Lily looked up from her Charms essay and greeted him cheerfully.
"Hey Remus. What's up?"
"Oh nothing much. Just studying and the likes. Keeping everyone and myself from maiming Sirius for being… Well… Sirius," Remus replied.
"Understandable… Except for the whole 'preventing people from murdering Black' part."
"Listen," he said casually, "I did want to ask you if you'd seen Marrella lately. I mean, I just haven't seen her for a while and I know you guys are friends, so…"
Lily tucked a lose strand of hair behind her ear and said "Isn't she in some sort of study thing for Astronomy with Professor Salandro today?"
"Is she?"
"I don't know; isn't she?" Lily looked bewildered.
"I mean, I know she's been getting tutoring from him because she says she's having trouble in that class, but I take it with her so I don't see why she can't just ask me…"
Remus ran a hand through his hair in a very James-like manor and Lily rolled her eyes (at the gesture; not Remus).
"Look, Remus. I don't know what you're looking for as an answer, and my guess is that you don't either," Lily looked at him meaningfully. "So, for the mean time, assume that she's busy and maybe in a tutoring session because she needs the help of a professional, because that seems to me the most logical response."
Remus nodded and left her to her homework.
That evening, after a lazy supper, the Marauders had split up. James had headed straight for the quidditch pitch to 'work himself to death for fun' as Sirius put it, and Sirius and Remus were hanging out in the guys' dormitory until Sirius' date.
"So Mooney old boy; it's just you and me tonight," Sirius chattered happily.
Remus cringed at his poor grammar and corrected him, "You and I, Padfoot, you and I!"
"Whatever," Sirius shrugged. "You up for a little 'Explodaball'?"
"NO! That's moronic and potentially dangerous!" Remus exclaimed. Sirius had been referring to the game that he and James had made up in their first year. It involved wands and muggle bouncy balls, and consisted of someone throwing balls into the air (gradually increasing the number as you went along) and someone else trying to blow them up with their wand.
"Awww… You're just sore cause you always lose."
After a long minute of awkward silence…
"Padfoot?"
"Yeah Mooney?"
Another minute of silence…
"Is it weird that Marrella has been having tutoring sessions with Professor Salandro a lot recently?"
Sirius rolled over onto his stomach. "Depends… Define a lot."
One more awkward pause…
"Well, I'd say about every other day and most evenings."
Sirius considered for a second and answered, "Yup. That's weird."
"Oh." Remus said.
Two minutes of silence…
"Any reason for asking?" Sirius asked.
"No, nothing specific… Just… Wondered, I guess."
"Oh."
Three minutes of silence and Sirius bouncing a ball against the ceiling…
"Padfoot?"
"Yeah Mooney?"
"She's in a session now."
"Oh."
A couple seconds of ball-bouncing…
"Someone's getting laid…"
"SIRIUS!" Sirius missed catching his ball and it bounced painfully off his head.
"Wha-at?"
"My teacher, my girlfriend; don't 'wha-at' me!" Remus looked horrified.
A silence and Sirius retrieves his ball…
"Well it's completely obvious they're doing it."
"You've got to be joking."
"Who does Astronomy in the daytime?"
"I don't believe that for a second!"
"Well I'm gonna go and prove it then," Sirius jumped off his bed. "You go to Salandro's office and I'll go to the North Tower. It's been closed for a while now."
"Sirius, don't. You can't seriously believe that!" Remus leapt off his bed too.
"I can do anything siriusly, for I am SIRIUS!" Remus ignored the bad pun and tried to hold Sirius away from the door. "Once you don't find them there, come and meet me at the North Tower. See ya then!"
After Sirius had thrown Remus off and careened out of their room, Remus had no choice but to walk disbelievingly down to the young professor's office.
Remus dragged his feet along for half the way, all the time battling with his mind: a two-sided battle of trust against Sirius and his damned logic. Remus mentally cursed Sirius for influencing his thoughts, however unintentionally.
'Okay Remus, snap out of it. You trust Marrella. She trusts you. You like Marrella. She likes you. Or does she? YES! Only one way to find out though, isn't there… No. There are two ways; go and don't trust your girlfriend or go back to the Common Room and wait for Sirius to get back so you can maim him, and then ask her if she still likes you. Don't tell me that didn't confuse you… It – um – didn't? Sure. Just keep going. You're almost there. The sooner you get going, the sooner you can maim Sirius for even suggesting it and then being wrong. Which he definitely will be. Right…'
He hadn't even realised he knew the way well enough for his feet to lead him there subconsciously. Remus was standing uneasily outside Professor Salandro's office. He raised his hand to knock and…
"DUUUHH-NUUUHH-NUUHHH-NUUHH-DUUUHH-NUUUHH-NUUHHH-NUUHH," Sirius hummed as he slunk along the wall. "DU-DUN-DU-DUHHHNNN-DUN-DUN-DUN-DUHHNNNN-DUNN-DUN-DUN-DUN."
He had dated a muggleborn a while back (much to the repugnance of his step-father), and gone over to her house where she introduced him to James Bond films (of which their were two so far). Thus the explanation for humming of said theme.
'Poor Remus,' he thought. 'So clueless. But he has to find out some time or other. It's better this way.'
He passed a window overlooking the Quidditch pitch and grinned to himself. A dark outline could still be seen flying about in the dusky sky.
'But what if you're wrong?' that nasty voice which everyone seems to have snickered. 'What if she isn't… screwing the professor? Well… Then Mooney maims me… Yes? Oh dear Merlin I'd better be right! Ya think? Are my own thoughts really supposed to be mocking me? Are you really supposed to be conversing with your own thoughts? Point taken…'
He stopped as he reached the door to North Tower and took in the 'Tower closed for Repairs' sign. "Here goes nothing…"
Sirius pushed open the door and stepped inside. There was a couple, lying in a rather –ahem – compromising position.
"MY EYES! OH MERLIN, MY EYES!" Sirius backed out of the room with his hands covering his eyes, and turned and ran back down the corridor.
Author's Note: MWAAHHAAHAA CLIFFHANGER! Sorry. The original ending to this chapter was basically the same, but better. And, being me, I erased it and had to re-write the last two sentences which now don't make as much of a 'statement'. Here are the thankyous:
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Seriously, thanks for reviewing, all of you. You people rock. The next chapter is called Easter Break-Part 3, A Serious Shock for Sirius, and then Remus, and Then Sirius Again and it lives up to it's name so far… See you when I get back. I'll update my profile in a second, so you can read boring stuff about me… Anyway. Bubbles!
-Kat