Bedlam and Broomsticks:

A/N: I haven't done any Izzy/Sirius one shots lately! Do you guys have any request about one you'd like done, or a request?

Friends and Lemon Tarts

Izzy was sitting in the Great Hall spooning cereal out of her bowl, a book opened in front of her. She'd had a lot more time to read and study now that she didn't have a super-hot boyfriend holding her back. Holding her back? She nearly snorted cornflakes out her nose. If anything, it had been the other way around. But she didn't get to finish her philosophical circular debate with herself, because James arrived, and wrapped his big arm around her, tucking her face into his chest.

"Hello Izzy," he sighed, breathing into their hug.

Izzy sighed and waited it out. James had been doing this a lot lately. When he'd first heard, Izzy had been sitting in the common room and he had hugged her round the head so tightly she'd had to get Remus to save her. Now, for some reason, he thought his bear hugs were therapeutic, and wouldn't let her get away without one.

"James," Izzy said when breathing got a little difficult. "James. James."

He sighed again, releasing her and sitting very close beside her. "How are you?" He said smoothly, much like a psychiatrist would.

"Fine," Izzy sighed.

He seemed satisfied with that and became Little-Boy James again. "Ooh, what are you reading?"

"Nothing," Izzy shut the book. She doubted she'd get any reading done now.

"So …" James shifted awkwardly.

Izzy looked up and saw the other three Marauders enter the Hall. "Yes, you can go and sit with them now," she said resignedly.

"No," James stayed strong. "You're my friend too. I'll stay."

Izzy shrugged. "Your call."

"Yeah, it is," James chuckled. "You aren't getting rid of me that easy, Iz."

"Damn," Izzy laughed, slapping a fist against the table.

James sobered quickly. "We have … Quidditch practice tonight. Um, you'll come right?"

"Yeah," Izzy looked at him quizzically. "Why wouldn't – Oh." She frowned. "This break up stuff is hard, isn't it?" She gave a self-mocking laugh.

"Iz?"

"Yeah," she was staring off down the hall, looking at Sirius flicking grapes at Peter. She tore her eyes away. "Yeah. I'll be there."

"Okay," James kissed her forehead and left, jumping up and flicking Sirius and Remus on the back of the head as he walked by. "Cheerio, you lot!" He yelled boisterously.

And sure, Izzy found it hard to accept that she and Sirius were officially, totally over, but she found it even harder to accept that she wasn't part of James' 'you lot' anymore. She was just a girl he felt sorry for who he sat with when his friends weren't nearby. And that killed her more than anything. That she'd not only destroyed a relationship, she'd most likely destroyed friendships as well.

She'd be proved wrong.

Izzy ran into Peter in the hallway on the way to Potions, her messenger bag slipping off her shoulder. He gallantly collected its contents for her, lifting it up with a friendly smile. "Here you go, Izzy."

"Thanks Peter," She grinned, and hesitantly fell into step with him. They headed down the corridor and around the corner in silence for a few seconds.

Peter shrugged, as if he were uncomfortable. "Just because … you and Sirius broke up – well, I know we weren't really friends, but … it doesn't mean we have to hate each other, right?"

Izzy smiled, gently knocking Peter's arm. "What are you talking about? Of course we're friends!"

He smiled shyly. "Cool." They lapsed into comfortable silence before he spoke again. "Wanna share half my lemon tart?"

He fished one out his bag and Izzy agreed whole-heartedly. "Right on, Pete."

He broke it in half and handed her the bigger half, a school yard gesture of friendship. "So? Do you suck at Potions, or is it just me?"

"I suck too," Izzy rolled her eyes. "Slughorn's one Knut short of a full Galleon."

Peter grinned, holding the door to the dungeons open for her and she slipped through, meeting up with Remus as they quickened their pace.

"Hey Remus," Izzy greeted shyly, wondering if they would assume the break up was all her fault.

"Hey Izzy," he said breezily, ruffling his hair in a James-like fashion. "Did you do the assignment?"

"Just barely," she laughed, glad they were happy not to talk about it.

Peter sighed, taking another lemon tart out of his bag. "I didn't."

"Where do you get those lemon tarts?" Izzy asked curiously, peering into his bag.

Remus laughed. "Peter is master and Commander of all things Food."

Peter protested with a mouth full. "Hey!"

Remus and Izzy shook their heads laughingly before entering the Potions classroom, where Izzy took a seat with Mary. She looked over to where Remus and Peter had sat down, and a smirking Sirius tipped an imaginary hat in her direction.

She looked away, only to look back when Sirius yelped. "Ouch, James! Don't kick me!"

"Don't be a dick then." James said simply. He waved at Izzy and calmly began to unpack his books.

Izzy grinned at Mary. She didn't want to split up friends, but she loved that James good enough to keep both friendships going.

"Lily will be jealous," Mary murmured.

"What?"

"James was acting very protective," she giggled.

Izzy rolled her eyes. "Well, now I'm not dealing with Mr Drama Queen over there, we must liaison with the marauders to get James and Lily together."

"Must liaison?" Mary laughed.

"It is a matter of great urgency and importance," Izzy made her accent posh.

"What is?" James leant over between the two girls as he headed back to his table from the stores cupboard.

"Nothing," they chorused laughingly.

"Are we supposed to be doing something?" Izzy asked confusedly.

"Hiccup Cure," Remus rolled his eyes as he walked past, kissing the top of Mary's head.

"Thanks boyfriend," She grinned as she began to flip through her textbook.

"Yeah, thanks boyfriend!" Izzy mimicked in a falsetto.

"Shut up," Mary growled, nudging her with her elbow.

"Feisty," Izzy laughed as she stood to get supplies, bumping into Sirius coming the other way as she did. "Oh," she said, shocked.

"Sorry," Sirius muttered, squeezing past, head down.

Izzy held up a hand in apology, but he wasn't looking. He turned to James, Remus, Mary and Peter and shrugged. What was she to do?

Mary flapped a hand, indicating she should go over to the store cupboard where Sirius was standing. Izzy sidled over upon a wave of awkwardness, scooching in between a random Slytherin girl and the door. "Hey Sirius."

"Hi," Sirius said smoothly.

"So …" Izzy began.

Sirius cut in. "Actually, I'm a bit busy talking to this ravishing creature over here, sorry, could this wait?"

He gently manoeuvred Izzy out of the way to stand next to the Slytherin girl. Izzy was fuming. She stormed right back to her table and sat, hair almost crackling with fury. What a joke! Not even Sirius flirted or slept with Slytherin girls! He had some, albeit very low, standards. He was just doing it to get to her. Well, it was working! You must not get riled, she told herself, but she could almost feel steam coming out of her ears.

Mary patted her back sympathetically. "Do you want me to go?"

"Sure." Izzy said without thinking.

Mary could be a bit spiteful sometimes, and Remus and Izzy stared in utter horror as she found a vial of something slimy and green and 'accidentally' spilled it all over Sirius and the Slytherin slut. "Oops," she said sweetly. "My bad. You two better go get cleaned up."

"My hair!" the Slytherin cried as Sirius steered her to the sinks in the back room, shooting a murderous glare at Mary.

"Sorry," Mary waved, fake concern covering her face.

James and Mary high fived as she swept past in all her glory. Remus came and kelt by their table as Izzy gave her a disapproving glare.

"Mar," Izzy said.

In response to their disappointed looks, Mary held up her hands. "What? I'm passing Potions, I knew it wouldn't seriously hurt them!"

Remus turned to the girl who was pulling out clumps of her long dark hair.

"Well, except her hair," Mary amended. "What?" She said again. "It'll grow back." In a growling undertone she snapped, "Unlike Sirius' balls when I castrate him."

"Way too graphic for me," Remus gave a tight smile. "Bye Girlfriend."

Izzy rolled her eyes, shaking her head. "Okay, when I said 'go,' I meant to get the ingredients, not revenge."

Mary shrugged. "You should have made that clearer."

"Clearly," Izzy sighed at her smug, satisfied friend.

"And where was Slughorn in all of this?" Lily asked in outrage at dinner later that night.

Mary shrugged. "I'm subtle."

"It wasn't so much that as Slughorn is a bloody clueless dolt." Izzy chuckled.

"One Knut short of a Galleon," James interjected as he walked pas to get to his friends.

Izzy and Mary laughed as Lily blushed slightly. Izzy latched onto it like a pit bull. "What was that?'

"What was what?" Lily said innocently, popping a green bean into her mouth.

"That," Mary said emphatically.

"I have no idea what you're talking about," Lily twirled her fork in the air.

"Don't lie," Izzy threatened.

"you blushed."

"Did not."

"You're blushing now!"

"Am not!"

"Watch it Evans," Izzy laughed. "I'll make you admit you have the hots for a 'stupid yet hot Quidditch player as you put is so eloquently, if it is the last thing I do."

"I'm in on that." Marry added.

"Love or death!" Izzy and Mary chanted, bumping their fists together.

"One, I don't know you." Lily laughed. "Two, I guess it's death. Sorry. I'll miss you."

"Don't get smart with me Lover-Girl," Izzy poked her fork at Lily.

Lily dropped her head into her hands. "Do you take joy in torturing me?"

"Well … yes." Mary and Izzy laughed as Alice joined them.

"What are we doing?" Alice laughed, waving at Frank Longbottom across the hall.

"You two make me sick," Izzy gagged.

Alice grinned. "Sorry."

"We've formed the Love or Death Club." Mary informed her. "Lily's not a member."

"We have to get Lily to admit her love for the Quidditch sex metaphor boy," Izzy jerked her head in James' direction, "or we die."

"I'm in," Alice agreed. All three bumped fists, cheesily shouting, "Love or Death!"

Lily pushed her plate away from her. "I need to get away from you No-Life Losers," she laughed, standing up.

Izzy, Mary and Alice followed. "Do you like James?"

"You do don't you?"

"Lily loves Potter!"

Lily turned around. "Shut up, you slags," she whispered, bright red. "He'll hear you!"

"She so does!"

"Lily loves the sex metaphor boy!"

Izzy paused. "Come on guys, let's not be mean." She grinned. "Let's do it in a song."

All three girls began to sway, arm in arm. "Lily and James, sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G!"

Izzy smiled as they left the hall. She could do this. She could be the fun single girl again. Sirius could sleep with all the bald Slytherin skanks he wants, she didn't care. Sort of, Izzy admitted. That would come in time, she was sure.

Reviews please! I made it a quick update this time!