Hello you lot! I'm so sorry that this chapter is really late, but the past week has been really busy. Going to town to get an IPad fixed, helping my mum get a new house ready for some of my family moving here, staying in school until eight pm for carol concerts...yeah it's been stressful. Also one of my online friends may have committed suicide (since they're online, I don't entirely know yet/it can't be confirmed), so I'm super stressed about that, and I just haven't been in the mood to write :/

Anyway, I managed to struggle through and write a brand new chapter for you!

*see early chapters for disclaimers*

Enjoy~

Chapter 38- Sirius: Now a Teenager

BANG!

The fiery crimson and gold mane of a proud lion stretched across the broad sky of the charms classroom, roaring with all its might. It was followed by a sapphire bird, whistling a loud melody as it flew higher than the rest, a magnificent plumage reflecting off everyone's entranced eyes, following the display. Even the small professor Flitwick watched the fireworks with awe, despite the fireworks being quite ordinary. The four had obviously given some fireworks display before, but never in their charms class. Earlier in the week, it appeared that some classes were doing mimicking charms, and someone had made the charms room mimic the grabs hall. As a result of this, the ceiling was hidden by a charm representing the weather. As the first years entered, there eyes immediately found the sky, a rich sapphire colour, as deep as an ocean. But as the first firework slithered into the sky- a bright elegant, emerald serpent- it turned into a void of darkness, creating a contrasting conflict between the midnight heavens and neon performers. It was spectacular, intriguing, marvellous.

And as they exited their class, the birthday boy himself voiced these thoughts.

'THAT WAS BRILLIANT!'

'I know, who'd have thought that setting off fireworks at night time would make them seem so much better?' Remus replied with good humour, to which Peter responded with a gasp.

'But it wasn't night! Remus got that wrong! It just looked like night!' And before Remus could say something, Peter had fallen to the floor with a whimper, acting as if he'd fainted, James was leaning against the wall, clutching his heart, and looking around with wide eyes, and Sirius, naturally dramatic and elegant as ever, delicately placing a hand to his forehead, and murmured 'oh no's and 'It can't be!'s. Rolling his eyes, Remus grabbed his friends, and pulled the damsels up to their DADA class.

'Today, I'm afraid we can't do the practical I proposed, however—'

'Oh come on!' Sirius blurted angrily. 'We were meant to have practicals in all our lessons, but we only got it for Transfiguration!'

The maroon eyes of Professor Ackerly twinkled and he have a small smile.

'I do believe you're smart enough to know why that is, looking at that bright red birthday badge you're sporting' he replied. Sirius scowled, knowing exactly why. James too was scowling, while Peter shook his frowning head as if in disapproval. Remus meanwhile, merely looked bored, and loudly announced:

'All the professors, except Professor McGonagall, are scared that since it is Sirius' birthday, we're going to wreck havoc if they have a practical, so they ant to keep the risk of us causing havoc to a minimum. The exception is transfiguration, since it's obviously Sirius' favourite subject.' the teacher had a hint of a smile on his face, implying Remus was correct.

'Oh please sir! Defence is an amazing subject too! I promise we wont cause any mayhem! Pleaseeee! It is my birthday after all!' Ackerly looked into Sirius' puppy eyes, and sighed.

'Alright. But any intentional chaos, you are in detention for the rest of the term, along with everyone else involved.'

'Thanks sir!' Sirius chanted cheerily and James, beaming widely, grabbed his and Sirius' book and flung them in his bag. Everyone took out their wands, and the lesson began.

It was with a lot of surprise that the professor dismissed the class, finding the lesson had gone smoothly, and his classroom still in its former state. He, in fact looked in pride at the four, along with their fellow Gryffindors. They were a talented bunch indeed.

James and Peter had a busy dinner, as the stood outside the grand doors, holding back other second years (other than the Slytherins of course) inviting them to a midnight party in the Gryffindor common room. Majority accepted, knowing it was just a bit of harmless mischief. For Sirius' previous birthday, he just spent a day with James. This year however, he'd spend it with most of their year.

It seemed the rest of the Gryffindors were aware that the cheeky second years were planning something, since they sportingly left the common room earlier, however, the first years held them back- It was only food really. Therefore, by midnight the common room was packed. The Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs had been let in, and the Hufflepuffs mainly, gawped at the grand common room. It was relaxed, calm and chilled, everyone merely talking and eating to the warm embers of the golden, glowing Gryffindor fires.

It ended rather like the end of the previous year; the girls, along with Peakes and Cootes, hanging out in the four's dorm, for even the ever-good Evans and Remus didn't Ming a bit of midnight mischief. Sirius also noticed that his best friend had cheeks that were a furious crimson, most likely due to the smart, red-haired muggleborn in the room. Rather cheekily, Sirius suggested a game of Truth and Dare like before, just hoping his friend ends up choosing Truth.

'Merlin'

'Oh, of course. M is always easy.' This version was the famewizzed trial- You had to go through the alphabet, naming a famous wizard for each letter. If you took longer than three seconds, or made a hesitant noise, you had to do a Truth or Dare. They had managed all the way to L when Mary Pritchard finally messed up, giving a long 'Errrrrr' before realising her mistake. She then made the decision of doing a dare, which definitely surprised the others, for she was a quiet girl, who lived through her music and singing. She was dared to sing her favorite song completely out of tune- and she did just that. Her dainty features twisted in determination, as she quietly (they didn't want to be heard), and terribly. Face grim, she completed the song with a slight look of disgust. They moved on, and now, after Sirius' 'Merlin' It was James' turn to think of a famous magical being, beginning with N. However, much to Sirius' delight, he couldn't think of one in time, and therefore James was now facing a difficult choice.

'I'll go for...Dare.'

Sirius gave a smirk. 'I dare you, to give a wink to the girl to have a crush on!' James' jaw dropped open, and his ears, cheeks and nose went red. 'Or you can just give me a wink if you want!' Sirius added, certain James would take the first option. On the contrary, James stated quiet for a while.

'Come on, you're a Gryffindor right?' McKinnons burst out.

'Go on James. We all knew you liked someone, it was kind of obvious.' commented Warsh, blunt as ever.

'Don't worry James. It'll be fine mate!' Remus laid a hand in James' shoulder.

With a deep breath in, James turned to face Lily Evans, and gave her a neat wink, his face flushed, but hazel eyes twinkling. Lily too blushed, but Sirius immediately moved on, removing the tension swiftly much to his friend's relief.

'What a performance! Anyway, we need to get to the end of the alphabet, so let's go!' The second years were a smart bunch, and only one person got caught out, and surprisingly, it was Remus. And perhaps even more surprisingly, he chose dare too. ('everyone's abandoning truth!' Sirius cried). Everyone wondered what they would get poor Remus to do, when Sirius pulled out a magazine, and flipped it open to a certain page.

'No way.'

'Yes. You are going to make and wear this 'Cactus hat' for the rest of the day.' Remus moaned, while most others snickered. He slowly began cutting out the parts whilst everyone packed up, and said their goodbyes, and the dorm was quiet again.

For a second or so.

'James you're not mad at me right? You knew it would probaly come out soon enough...'

'Of course not, Perfectly Perfect hair. I would have ended up revealing it soon enough' he smiled widely, and Sirius ran up to him, engulfing his friend in a tight hug. As if by instinct, Peter and Remus ran in, and they were all dissolved in their tight hug.

'Happy Birthday Sirius!' Remus said, while the other three stepped away.

'But it's past midnight...' murmured Peter ominously. 'So it's not Sirius' birthday. Our Remus...MADE ANOTHER MISTAKE!' And Remus shook his head, as the other three put on their dramatic act. Again.

November continued on, with a lack of important events. The four went on with their regular routine- singing, playing pranks, looking after cacti, trying out tricks, dealing with werewolf transformations, annoying Slytherins and joking around. Oh, along with a bit of learning. A week passed by quickly and uneventfully, many resorting to getting the Christmas feels, despite it only being the second week of November. Sirius had already made an order for Christmas stuff once the novelty of his many presents wore off. Peter too decided to stock up on Christmas supplies- for despite how early it was, his mother had invited all the boys to spend The first week of the holidays, and Christmas Day with them. The fact that there was still over a month to go was forgotten for them, if it wasn't for a stubborn Remus keeping them on track.

He constantly reminded his friends that there were still several weeks of school left, and he used all he could do to make sure that stuck with them, even if it meant threatening to hide Sirius' cactus if he skipped Herbology to hang some shiny tinsel in their room (and all around the common room. And the classrooms. And the banisters. And Great Hall etc.). And so it was that a fuming Sirius daintily made his way to Herbology, and ended up chucking the fertiliser everywhere when trying to re-pot some rather angry vines. By the end of the week, Sirius was fuming, desperate for some sort of mischief-but he also knew most their effort went into his birthday, so he decided he'd be in charge for once- it could be a return gift.

Two weeks after his birthday, on a cold, frosty Saturday morning, Sirius found himself up in the owlry, feeding up two grand owls belonging to him and James. They were an important part of his plan; Sirius was going to send the owls into the hall, carrying bags of water, and if everything went right, and the smart birds managed to do as he instructed, then the Slytherin students should end up rather wet. And as he stroked his own owl, their feathers as dark as the midnight sky, he hoped that a certain Slytherin teacher would get rather wet too.

'AGHHHH!' The Slytherins screeched their song loudly, and a large owl swooped over the table, dropping the carefully tied up bags, which exploded from the impact. The water broke out of its prison, and like graceful firework, spread out through the air- little missiles of water droplets- attaching the students of the Serpant house once they had finished their elegant dance. And this all happened at fiery speeds, many were soaked before they registered what was happening. James' grand owl was followed by a slightly larger owl belonging to Sirius, who followed in the other's footsteps, and delivered their little presents of a good soaking. Unfortunately, the bird missed Farley, who still managed to look like steam was about to come out of his ears. He birds zipped out to a cheering crowd and screaming Slytherins, the whole ordeal over in a matter of minutes. Teachers began to help the Slytherins away, while the other students burst into excited murmurs. Sirius turned to face his friends with a flick of his hair.

'It was you wasn't it?'

'Well of course not Peter? How could you think of such a thing?!' James sarcastically replied.

'Sorry James, I had to use your owl- they're the only ones strong enough to carry all the water that would actually listen to me.'

'Oh of course it's fine!' Came a cheery reply. 'She's living up to her master at last!'

'It's annoying.' Peter huffed ' that you have a way with animals James. You'd never struck me as an animal person.' James grinned. They had found out that James actually had a good talent of getting along with animals. He even managed to get along with Amorrow's cat, a rather horrible, sickly thing, though his chestnut-coloured fur was sleek and neat- Amorrow probably cared more about his appearance than health. The boys envied James' ability to get on well with animals, though Remus knew that even the very un-magical pig could sense the danger his full-moon state provided.

But he obviously didn't reveal this as they talked on. And despite all the pranks and trucks, as they chatted on about animals and broomsticks, it was evident that honestly, they were still a bunch of excited, second-year Gryffindor boys~

I may quickly pass the weeks until Christmas, since I can't think of anything to do in the time inbetween...

Also did any of you get snow last week. We did! SNOW!

See ya!