First of all, I feel I should thank all the readers of my story. All the people who follow it and add this story to their favorites, I really appreciate it. And to all the people who review, thank you SO much! It really, really makes me enjoy writing more chapters.

Also, I know I haven't been updating as quickly as I should. Writing this chapter took me more than a week. Last Monday, I was hit in the head with a softball during a game and I have a concussion, so spending more than twenty minutes at a computer makes my brain hurt real good. I know I should be sleeping and not on the computer at all, but I can't help it. I need the internet… That's not good, is it?

One last thing, baseball season has started and that means weekly trips to my godfathers house (he's a chef) to watch Phillies games! I think his food (mainly the wings he makes) is my favorite part of baseball season. My family are huge Red Sox fans and I can't stand them – they think the Sox and the Phillies are going to be in the World Series this year, but the Sox are last in their division! Currently tied with the Rays, yeah? The damn Orioles are first! Oh well, enough of my rambling… Enjoy the chapter!

REGRETS.

I woke up before Lupin. Still being held in his arms tightly, I watched him sleep. I noticed the way his mouth was slightly open and the way his hair stuck up everywhere. I touched his chest, feeling for his heartbeat and watching his chest rise and fall with each deep breath. He was the most handsome man I'd ever met and I was falling hard for him.

Soon, his eyes opened slowly and I smiled, kissing his lips before he said anything. When I pulled away, his grip on my hips loosened and he stared at me for a moment, licking his lips. "Darcy," he said suddenly, his hand moving up to my neck. He gently touched all the small bruises on my neck and shoulders and my collarbones that he had left last night. "Darcy."

"Are you okay?" I asked quietly and he nodded slowly and stood up, getting changed quickly. "Where are you going?" He put a shirt on and looked at me.

"Just have to go check something. The fire. In the sitting room," he said quickly. "I'll be back, okay? I have to – I have to…" But he left before he finished.

I sat up as he closed the door. I sighed and blinked a few times, a bit confused. I stood up and walked over to the small bathroom, bringing my underclothes with me. I looked in the mirror and bit my lip. I couldn't help but to think that Lupin was upset for sleeping with me. I frowned. I had given him everything – he couldn't regret it… he couldn't!

Was it my hair? Sure, it was a little tangled and messy, but that was only because I slept on it. Was it my body? Sure, my breasts weren't as big as Emily's, but I wasn't flat and I was skinny. I touched my stomach and tried to grab my fat, but there wasn't a lot there.

Maybe it was my face. He had said I was beautiful, but that didn't mean he actually meant it. I didn't think I was ugly.

Then what was it about me? Was the sex not good? I couldn't help that, could I? It was only my first time. I thought perhaps I could try again – if there was even a next time.

As I ran my fingers through my hair, I saw the bracelet sitting on my wrist. I touched it and immediately began to dress. I clipped on my bra and slid my underwear back on, but I didn't bother putting my dress on. It was uncomfortable, anyway.

Feeling a little self conscious, even though he had seen my whole body the night before, I stepped out into the sitting room, immediately feeling warm. Lupin had lit a fire and was sitting down on the couch, rubbing his chin as if he had a beard. He stared into the dancing flames and when the floor creaked underneath my feet, he jumped and looked up at me.

Not at my body. Into my eyes.

"Wasn't I any good?" I asked meekly, looking down at my feet.

"Is isn't that, Darcy."

"Is it about me?" I said again.

"Don't think that it's about you," he whispered.

"Am I not pretty enough?" I blurted out. "Not skinny enough? Smart enough? What is it?"

He didn't look away from my eyes. "It's not you, Darcy. You're perfect. Why would you – you never used to care what people thought of you. Since when have you cared?"

I licked my lips. "Since I met you."

Lupin stood up and walked over to me, touching my shoulders. "Darcy," he whispered. "After – after last night, I watched you sleep. I looked at you and realized that I had taken advantage of you and I feel horrible for that. I considered wiping your memory, but I don't have to heart to do that and –"

"Do you regret making love to me?" I whimpered. "Do you regret last night?"

"I – I don't regret it at all," he replied. "But I think it's dangerous now. Our relationship. It's unhealthy."

"Then wipe my memory!" I pleaded. "Wipe it for all I care! As long as you don't leave me! What'll it take?"

Lupin furrowed his eyebrows and looked at me seriously.

"Are you going to leave me?" I said.

He didn't say anything for a moment.

"You thought about it!" I yelled. "You were thinking about leaving me? You thought about it! I can tell you were – you still are! How could you – Remus, I just gave you everything last night! I gave you my virginity and now you're going to walk away from me because you're scared!"

"That's not it, Darcy, listen –"

"I can't believe you," I backed away from him, back into the bedroom and I began to put my dress back on. I was having trouble zipping it and Lupin walked over to me quickly, taking my hands.

"Darcy, I love you," he whispered, kissing my forehead. "I do not regret last night one bit." He smiled and held my face in his hands.

We made love again.

That Night…

It was close to three in the morning. I had snuck back to my dormitory and grabbed extra clothes, returning to Lupin's quarters that night and we made love three times before finally falling asleep, exhausted.

There was furious knocking on the door and Lupin and I sat up immediately, throwing clothes on. He told me to be quiet and stay put as he walked to the door in his sweatpants. I heard Professor McGonagall's voice speak first.

"Quickly, Remus," she said clearly. "There's been an attack on Gryffindor Tower! We need you to come look!"

"An attack?" Lupin asked and my breath hitched. My heart pounded quickly. "An attack on – on – is anyone hurt?"

"Sirius Black! Ronald Weasley woke up screaming about seeing him over his bed with a knife!" McGonagall responded. "And there's other news – bad news, Remus –"

Another voice spoke. A slow, deep voice I knew to be Snape's. "Miss Darcy Potter is missing. We can't find her in her dormitory or the common room. Poppy said she wasn't in the hospital wing. Any idea?"

"How would I have any idea where she is?" Lupin growled. "I was sleeping. But we have to go look for her and Black. Let me grab my shirt and I'll be right there."

He ran into the bedroom and approached me silently, his breath on my lips. "What's going on? What do I do?" I whispered and Lupin swallowed, picking up a shirt.

"I'll head over to your dorm and – and I'll grab the Invisibility Cloak…" he said softly. "And I'll bring it back here. You just go somewhere and let someone find you. I'll be back, okay?"

"It's in my trunk. Second bed. Beside Emily. The trunk is by the foot of the bed," I whispered.

Lupin nodded and then he pecked my lips and ran out, shutting both doors behind him.

I sat down on his bed and sighed, pulling on my pants. When I was fully clothed, I walked out into the sitting room and I sat down on the couch, warming myself in front of the fire. Sprawled on the coffee table were many books. A Tale of Two Cities, To Kill A Mockingbird, A Separate Piece, and The Catcher in the Rye. I smiled. All Muggle books. All Muggle books that I liked, too.

I frowned as I saw a blank piece of parchment that had been carelessly tossed on top of the books. I picked it up and flipped it over. It was the Marauders Map. I went into the bedroom and grabbed my wand and tapped it. "I solemnly swear that I'm up to no good."

Tiny dots appeared on the map and I saw Remus Lupin now entering the Gryffindor common room. Severus Snape followed him closely. McGonagall had gone off in a different corridor. I licked my lips and closed the map, erasing the dots from it, and I threw it back on the table where I had found it.

Five minutes later, the door bust open and I jumped, stifling a scream. Lupin ran over to me and thrust the Invisibility Cloak into my hands. "Put it on quickly," he whispered. "Snape is waiting for me."

I nodded and threw the cloak over me. I followed Lupin out into the corridor and I thought about where to hide. Where I would be found. Just in a random corridor? Damn it, I thought. I should have brought the map!

"You have no possible idea where Darcy could be?" Lupin asked with mock concern. I kept bumping into his arm, trembling. I was terrified that we were going to be found out right there. Lupin kept glancing my way when Snape would look ahead.

"It is not my job to keep track of Miss Potter," Snape hissed.

"Nor is it mine," Lupin replied sharply and he swallowed loudly.

Snape glared at the man to his right and set his jaw, but did not speak.

"Perhaps she's atop the Astronomy Tower?" Lupin suggested, shrugging his shoulders. "She might like the fresh air up there. Out of reach of Sirius Black. Have you checked there?"

Snape grumbled something under his breath. "No, I haven't."

"Excellent! She's probably up there! No need to worry about Darcy, Severus. I'm sure she's alright," Lupin said. "What are we waiting for? Let's head up there now."

Breaking into a run, but trying to be as quiet as possible, I ran up the seemingly endless staircases until I finally reached the Astronomy Tower, still a little bit ahead of Lupin and Snape. I took off the cloak and folded it into a small square and I put it in my pocket, half of it still sticking out.

I looked around and sat down on the ground, looking up at the sky, holding my knees to my chest, waiting for the pounding footsteps of the two men looking for me.

When I finally did hear them, Snape came up first and called my name. I stood up immediately and behind Snape, Lupin flashed me a toothy grin. I nodded and then looked at Snape. "What's wrong?" I asked innocently.

"Have you been up here the whole night?" Snape asked me and I nodded.

"I know I shouldn't have been up here during night, but it's so peaceful and –"

"Sirius Black entered the Gryffindor common room last night," Lupin explained, stepping forward. Even though I already knew that Sirius had broken in, I still felt scared. My forehead was damp with sweat and my stomach churned. "Luckily, no one was hurt, but the boys' dormitory curtains are a little ripped."

"Sirius – Black –" I stammered. Snape crossed his arms.

"We thought he had gotten to you," Lupin continued.

"Some were more worried than others," Snape muttered. "Come on, Miss Potter, back to your common room. Go. Now."

When I arrived back in the common room, Harry attacked me with a hug and began to interrogate me. Fred, George, and Hermione already had an idea where I had been and they smiled knowingly at me. Ron was still pale, probably in shock after seeing Sirius Black. I watched him sit himself down before the fire, sitting still, which was unusual for him.

"Darcy, where were you?" Harry screamed. People were watching. "I was – I thought – I was sure Sirius Black had killed you or kidnapped you or taken you away –"

"I was up at the Astronomy Tower," I explained gently, running my fingers through his messy hair. Harry took a step back and looked me over, following me over to the couch where Ron was sitting. "Ron? Ron, are you okay?"

I touched his arm and he didn't yank it back. "I saw him, Darcy," Ron rasped. "He was standing over my bed… With a knife… Scabbers was going crazy. Squeaking and scratching all over the place."

I looked at the red headed boy and nodded. "Don't worry," I reassured him. "Dumbledore has dementors everywhere. They'll find Sirius before he gets away."

Ron looked up at me and nodded, unsure of my answer. "You're positive?" Ron asked, but before I could continue, he kept talking. "He could have bloody killed me! Poor Scabbers too!"

I scrunched my nose when he mentioned the disgusting rat he still kept as his pet. "Yes, Scabbers, well, it's you we're worried about."

"What were you doing up on the Astronomy Tower anyway?" Harry interjected. "You could have been hurt! What if Black had gone up there? You were alone!"

"I wanted to be alone," I shrugged, stroking Ron's ginger hair. "I had a lot of things to think about."

"I've barely seen you since the ball," Harry continued. "You just – ran out."

"Yeah," I replied. "That's why I wanted to be alone. I told you, it was a lot to think about." I kept my calm. I felt keeping calm at that moment was easy. Maybe it was because of Lupin. That had to be it. "I've just been busy and troubled for the past few days."

"Is it because of –" Harry stopped and looked around, and then turned back to me. "Him?"

"Partially."

"Did he do something to you?" George asked, walking over to me and his brother. "Did he hurt you?"

"We'll kick his ass if we have to," Fred nodded, cracking his knuckles. I smiled at the two twins and shook my head.

"It's nothing like that," I told them. I stood up and brushed off my shirt, picking a few short, red hairs off it. "I'll be going to my dormitory now. I won't leave, I promise. I'm just a little tired… I think I need a nap… I haven't been sleeping well…"