Part Three: Moaning Myrtle's Frenzy

"I think someone has a crush," Remus whispered out of the corner of his mouth to Peter. He could have been referring to the two sickeningly in love teenagers that were strolling down the hall holding hands, or he could have been referring to the ghost with the doe-like eyes drifting behind Sirius. He was, in fact, referring to the latter.

"I hate you," Sirius, who had obviously heard the comment, snarled at Remus. "At least someone wants me."

"Does the number twelve mean anything to you?" Peter asked innocently. He then sidestepped Sirius who had lunged for his throat.

"It's not my fault that a bloody adolescent ghoul has a crush on me!" Sirius roared. The few other people in the hall stopped to stare at him. His scowl made them quickly turn back around and carry on with their business.

"You- you don't love me!" Myrtle wailed before diving into the crowd of bewildered students leaving behind a fluttering of loose papers drifting through the air.

"Shit," Sirius grumbled, shoving a hand into his pocket.

"That was just cruel Sirius Black," Arabella Figg snapped, clutching her satchel of books to her chest. "Just because she's a non-human substance doesn't mean she has no feelings!"

"Bu-!" Sirius yelped as Bella flounced away. He sent Remus a wounded look before taking off after his lady love. His 'friend' watched him bump into everyone in the vicinity calmly, despite the fact that Sirius was undoubtedly going to try to smother him in his sleep that night. Know that he thought of it, Remus acknowledged, he was often the victim of crazy Sirius. For instance, was it really his fault that his friends had lost their eyebrows during that unfortunate explosion? Of course not! If it hadn't been for Sirius, he wouldn't have been making an illegal brew in the first place. And Sirius wouldn't have been making the potion if it hadn't been for….

James buried his nose into his girlfriend's hair. It smelled very good- Snape could take some pointers from Lily.

"James!" Lily squeaked, pushing him away. "I have to finish this awful essay for Transfiguration or Professor McGonagall will have my hide!"

James smiled, twirling his fingers lazily through Lily's red hair. He scanned the assignment and his smile grew into a grin. "Don't worry about it Carrot," he placed a kiss just below her earlobe. "In fifteen minutes, I'll give you a little something about Animagi."

"Oh really," Lily said turning in his arms to stare nose to nose with him. "Just like you were going to give me a little something about love potions in fifteen minutes yesterday?"

"Hey!" James exclaimed sheepishly, his cheeks turning red. "You can't blame a guy for trying! And do you really want me to know a lot about an illegal potion? Do you really trust me that much?"

"Well…," Lily wrapped her arms around his neck. "You did seem to get a few kisses for nothing."

"I promise you can reclaim them whenever you want," James bent his head and Lily didn't get back to working on her essay for a very long time. In fact, there was a noticeable lack of an essay in Professor McGonagall's stack when she finally got around to grading them the next week.

~ Fin ~

A/N : Sirius is so good at making his friend's lives miserable, hee hee. He might as well be blessed with the trauma of unrequited love. Besides, he's always got me … (and a few of you I'm sure).

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