I groaned into my mug of tea, trying my best to not fall face forward into my waffle. I'd spent all of the night before trying to finish a twelve-page paper on the history of Dark Magic, but of course, I had had someone distracting me.

"Oh, Iz, it's one night. I'm really sorry, all right? I just couldn't sleep…" Sirius whispered to you, being careful even though the Great Hall was practically empty.

"So that meant I wasn't allowed to sleep?" I snapped at him, taking a sip of my tea.

He shrugged a bit, and played around with his food as I rubbed my temples. We were having a normal little couple spat, and everything he did and said was at the risk of pissing me off.

"Stop chewing so loudly, please," I muttered, keeping my eyes shut.

Sirius mumbled something I couldn't quite make out, but I had a pretty good guess as to what it was.

I opened my mouth to retort, turning to him, but luckily James sat in front of us before I said anything too rude.

"You're both up early… And Merlin, you guys look terrible," James commented, grabbing food and piling it onto his plate.

I glared, "that's a lot of food today, Prongs."

"Don't you remember? We have a mandatory Quidditch practice today during lunch, so our new keeper and seeker are ready for a mock game." I practically burst into flames right then and there, turning my head to Sirius.

"No… We didn't remember," I answered with gritted teeth; I'd been planning on spending lunch catching up on some sleep. Sirius beat food down with his fork on his plate, not meeting my glare.

"Woahhh, I'm sensing a little hostility," James chuckled, obviously amused with our grouchiness. "You guys have a lot of tension, that should help your beating." He grinned cheerily at the two of us.

"Shut it, James," Sirius muttered between bites, but that didn't take away any of his amusement.

"Well," James said, finishing his plate, "I've got Head Boy duties to do, see you two at practice. And remember guys, you're our beaters, we need you, so please, don't kill each other, kill the other teams." He laughed outwardly and jogged out of the Hall.

"He's a prat," Sirius said.

"Shut up."

"Miss Lupin, please stay after class for a moment."

Dammit. I suppressed a groan as the class packed its bags, students filing out in packs. I was so close to the weekend; Transfiguration was my last class of the day.

"Yes, Professor McGonagall?" I asked, stepping towards her desk.

"I have an extra list of spells I need you to learn," she stated, getting out a paper.

"Sorry?" I was dumbfounded.

"I need you to learn a list of spells," she repeated, staring at me blankly.

"Yes… But why?" Why didn't she just give the list to the class then? Why just me?

"I know that you and your little group are quite talented at Transfiguration. I thought you could learn the spells and pass it onto your friends. Or was I mistaken? Should you not be in my NEWT class?" she pursed her lips together, holding the list.

"No, of course not. I'd be, uh, happy to do it."

"Lovely." She handed me the paper, containing about a dozen spells, most looking like protection charms. "I'd like Potter, Mr. Lupin, Evans, Black… And yes, Pettigrew to be given that list. Then, I two weeks, you'll come in and I'll test if you know them all."

I nodded hesitantly, "is this extra credit, Professor? Because I'm not so sure Sirius-"

"Miss Lupin, just learn the spells. Have a good weekend," McGonagall began writing on a paper, completely ignoring me.

I got the hint, and left, reading over the list.

"McGonagall wants us to-"

"Yes, learn the damn spells," I interrupted Remus.

"And then test us on it?" Lily asked, frowning at the parchment.

"Ah bloody hell, I've got Quidditch to be training for, not doing extra credit," James complained.

"But McGonagall never said it was-"

"Do you think they expect You-Know-Who to come looking for us?" Peter asked, playing with his hands.

"Or they expect us to go looking for You-Know-Who."

We all went quiet. Sirius had said what we'd all been thinking. They were training us; that had to be it. We all knew it was coming, sooner or later. We all knew we were going to graduate and fight. We all knew we had three options. Hide, fight, or die.

"Well then. We'd all better learn them then," Lily stood up, trying her best to smile. "They all seem to be protection against smaller curses, so we can all meet up somewhere secluded outside and practice."

"Not tonight," James and I said at once. It was the full moon.

Lily chuckled a bit, with a knowing grin, "I never mentioned tonight. Saturday, after the game against Hufflepuff?"

We all agreed, and soon enough the group dissembled. James and Lily off to their duties, Remus off to read his book, and Peter off to… Wherever Peter goes.

"D'you think they know?" I asked, resting my head in Sirius' lap.

"About us?"

I nodded, "we always end up alone together…"

"I think that's more because they don't know, honestly. I think they expected us to never get together again after all that happened."

I nodded again. "Are you worried?"

Sirius hesitated, leaning his head back. "Um. I guess I am."

I couldn't help but snort, "you guess?"

He grinned a bit, shrugging, "not as much as I should be. I've known most Death Eaters since I was a baby."

I the inside of my cheek, watching his jaw muscles work.

"Did Regulus come back to school this year?"

Sirius swallowed. "I didn't see him, so I think not. Guess he's the pride and joy of the Black family, huh?"

I nodded, "I guess so. But you're still the pretty one."

He smirked and flipped his hair, "yeah, I am, aren't I? And you get to call me your boyfriend."

I smirked back, "I do, don't I? How lucky for me. Except, if you keep me up again tonight, I can't promise to be as nice as last time."

He rolled his eyes, standing up, pulling me behind. "Then I guess we better head back to the Tower, Werewolf."

"I guess so, Dog."