Chapter 5

When they all arrived in the bathroom, they too yelled in horror. On the floor was a large, furry animal, hopping around on the tile. Everyone backed up against the wall, unsure of what to do. James tried to calm everyone down, very politely so.

"SHUT UP FOR A SECOND!" he roared. Everyone stopped yelling and stood still. James then leaned down for a closer look. "Wait a second." He examined the vicious tangle of brown and gray mess. "It's just a rabid wig! See?" James picked up the wig, and out popped a pixie. It looked disgruntled for a moment, and then flew away.

"Whose is it?" Remus asked.

"Toss it here, mate." Sirius said, catching the wig. There was a tag on the underside of it. He read it out loud: "Property of: M. McGonagall'" Everyone screwed up their faces and Sirius tossed it up in the air, and it landed on Lily's head.

"AHHHHHH!!! GET THIS OFF OF MEEEE!" she screamed, yelling around the room. In walked none other than Professor McGonagall herself, and the boys and Hermione watched the scene from the bathroom doorway.

"What in Merlin-OH MISS EVANS! WHY DO YOU-oh, never mind. Detention, Miss Evans! And give that back to me! I need a backup. Never again, do you understand me?" she asked, furious.

Lily merely nodded, still shocked at what happened. When McGonagall walked out, Lily turned to the bathroom, bright red, and looking like she would have had steam billowing from her ears, had it been physically possible.

"If it's any consolation, all four of us have detention with McGonagall tomorrow, too!" James said, a bit too cheerfully. Lily walked off, obviously going to bed. They all snickered, and then Hermione spoke up.

"Great going, James. Not exactly the charmer, are we!" They all laughed. She had never felt so belonged during school. "Well, I had better get to bed. We only have," she checked the wall clock, "1 HOUR UNTIL BREAKFAST!" she yelled, earning angry moans from nearby beds. She stormed off, and the boys shrugged and walked off to their dorm, talking along the way.

"Lily is so great. She's smart, she's pretty-really really pretty, and she's a prefect!" James sighed. Sirius scoffed at him.

"You're so conceited." He laughed at him. "What do you expect her to do?" His voice went abnormally high-pitched, sounding uncannily like Lily's voice. "Oh James, you're so un-conceited and sexy!" he pretended to swoon.

"You're just jealous!" James flushed.

"Of what, mate?" Remus questioned.

"Er-I don't know. Ah well." James said, crawling into his bed.

"G'night, my conceited friends. See you in 45 minutes..." Sirius yawned, drifting off suddenly.

"Night guys." Remus was lights out when his head hit the pillow.

The Next Morning-Breakfast in the Great Hall

Hermione and Lily sat eating their bacon and eggs at the Gryffindor table. They both had dark circled under their eyes, and their eyelids looked heavy. The boys drifted in, half asleep, and one half-dressed. Sirius was wearing nothing but boxers, blue with little black puppies printed on them. 'Oh, he is so hot!' Hermione thought, noting his chiseled abs and muscular arms. She tried hard to peel her eyes away from his boxers, when the whispering, giggling and catcalls from random girls in the Great Hall commenced.

"SIRIUS ORION BLACK, WHERE ARE YOUR CLOTHES?!?!" Lily shouted over the other girls in the Hall.

He seemed to thoroughly wake up at this, and looked down, blushing at his lack of clothing. "Oops...sorry...must've forgot...sorry, Lily..." he muttered, sitting down at the table next to Hermione. "Morning, babe." She looked up at him and blushed. Everyone at the table also looked at him.

"Wait, did you just call Hermione 'babe'?" Remus asked.

"Yeah, what of it, Moony?"

"Are you, well, are you two going out?" James asked slowly, as if Sirius was stupid.

"Yes." He stated simply. All of a sudden, a hand grabbed his arm, and pulled him upward, out of his seat on the bench. "What the-," He was cut off by yelling from Lily.

"BLACK, GO GET SOME CLOTHES ON RIGHT THIS MINUTE!"

"Sorry, Lily. Would you like to join me, Miss Clarkson?" He asked, looking at Hermione with puppy eyes.

'How could I turn THAT down?' she thought. "Uh, um, well..." she didn't get to answer him properly, for she was being dragged out of the Hall by a half-clothed Sirius. When they got to the common room, he stopped.

"So, how about we continue where we left off, 'Mione?" he asked seductively, leaning in to kiss her. He kissed her softly on the lips, but quickly deepened the kiss. His tongue entered her mouth, and she returned the kiss happily. She felt his hand slide under her shirt and trail up her stomach. He moaned softly against her lips. She snapped back to reality when he did, and she pushed him away reluctantly.

"Sirius, we can't. I've never-I mean, I haven't ever been kissed before. Not like that, at least." She whimpered, her face flushed with lust.

"That's okay. That was my fault. I'm sorry." He apologized.

"Don't apologize. I liked it. I'm just, I have to get used to it first." She stammered.

"Oh, I'll get you used to it. You'll be an expert by the time I let you go." With that, he started kissing her again.

Sorry this chapter was so stupid. I just got back from a layout, and I have to leave for the actual funeral ceremony in 20 minutes. I wanted to get a chapter in before I left, because I won't be back until tomorrow afternoon, and I know I left a cliffhanger. So please review, I'm liking the results right now. Thanks a lot!