Harry and Hermione sped through the summary, and Harry gave Ron his parchment to copy off while he and Hermione talked.

"Should we ask her about Padfoot?" Harry wondered.

"No, definitely not!" Hermione didn't agree with Harry.

"Well I think you should ask her Harry" Ron added.

"Shutup Ron and finish copying, you cheat!" Hermione was still a bit annoyed at him. They continued to debate the issue quietly through class, but at the end, as the bell rang, the Professor asked to see the trio at her desk.

"Oh, we're in it for sure! She saw me copying" Ron muttered under his breath, but to his surprise, when they approached Williamson, she smiled.

"I'm sorry, but I couldn't help but overhear you before. I heard you mention the name Padfoot. You weren't by any chance talking about, Sirius Black?" Anya asked this question almost hopefully. Ron stared at her, wide- eyed and horrified, Harry looked the same. Luckily Hermione regained her composure quickly.

"Sirius Black the murderer?" she squeaked, hoping Williamson would buy her innocent act. It would appear she did.

"I'm sorry to ask, I just... I remember Sirius used to go by the name Padfoot when he was, never mind" she finished as she saw their suspiciously curious faces.

"You'd better hurry up to lunch, or you'll miss all the food!" she moved her hands in a 'shooing' motion, and laughed as they scurried out the door.

Anya sighed and sank deeper into her teacher's chair. Hearing that name had just bought up memories for her. It was bad enough seeing James's son everyday, but knowing they say Sirius as well? She wasn't sure if she could cope.

Anya slept restlessly that night. Scenes from her 5th year at Hogwarts kept weaving their way into her dreams.

Many years earlier......

Sirius, James, Lily, Anya, Remus and Peter were sitting around a table in their common room. It was late at night, and no one else was around. They were playing a game of poker, only the rules were a little different. If you couldn't bet any more money, you had perform a Truth or Dare. Remus and Peter had already bowed out of the game, after being asked to sleep in the girl's dorms, and run the corridors in their underwear respectively. The game was getting very very silly. During the last hand, Lily ran out of money, and so Sirius made her promise to do a dare, she had to French kiss James in front of the teachers table at breakfast the next morning. Lily giggled nervously, but remained in the game. Anya and James, who had both been playing very well all evening both had enough money to keep going without doing dares. Sirius had been dared to get up on the table at breakfast and shout 'Good morning Everyone', So he also remained in the game.

"Ok, show us what you've got!" Sirius demanded. Lily showed her 4 of a kind, James showed a 3 of a kind, and both Sirius and Anya showed straights.

"Well, well James, I think maybe you'd better bow out before you lose all your money to Anya and me" Sirius smirked. Lily and James looked at each other.

"I think we'll both sit out, I don't want you having to make me do more silly dares!" Lily exclaimed, then seeing the hurt look on James face

"Not that it's not going to be enjoyable!" she added. James smiled.

"So Black, I guess it's just you and me" Anya said, slightly flirtatiously. Sirius smiled back.

"Guess so babe" he grinned. He dealt the cards and the game began. As time went on, the bet more and more, and came up with stupider dares. Finally Anya ran out of money.

"That's it, I'm finished!" she said.

"Wait a minute, I have an offer for you" Sirius suggested.

"If I win this hand, you have to be my serious girlfriend," at this, a collective gasp was heard from around the table. Anya smiled sweetly,

"And if I lose?" she asked.

"I'll give you the shirt off my back, and the pants off my legs!" Sirius said, dead serious.

"Deal!" Looking around the table right now, every single person had their eyebrows raised except the players.

"Show your cards" Sirius demanded, as he lay his down on the table

He had high straight in diamonds. Anya smiled,

"Well, I guess I'm a lucky girl then!" she said. Sirius grinned cheekily.

"So you're my girlfriend then?" he asked. Anya laughed.

"Hardly," she said, showing her royal flush. Sirius blushed bright red.

"Go on, give it up!" Anya whooped. Catcalls and giggles echoed around the table as Sirius took off his clothes, in a pseudo-strip. He flung his shirt at Anya, and now she was the one blushing.

Present Day

Anya Williamson crept out of her bed and went over to her trunk. Digging through it's contents, she located the object she desired. A men's shirt, almost 20 years old.