A/N- Wow, it's good to be back!! Sorry about the delay, but I needed to pause and think things through. I now know EXACTLY where I'm going with this, so I can continue updating properly. Readers of Falling In Hate- I am so sorry. I will continue it, I promise. But right now, I cant. I don't know where to start. Hopefully I'll get inspiration SOON. Until then, please read and review this. Thanks. X

Pointless Randomness.

"Mr. Potter, what you've just said is one of the most insanely idiotic things I've ever heard. At no point in your rambling, incoherent response was there anything that could even be considered a rational thought. I am now dumber for having listened to it. I award you no points, and may God have mercy on your soul."

James stared at Professor Vector before lowering his head, and muttering quietly.

"A simple 'no' would've done just fine."

Sirius stared before snorting quietly, and turning away. James stared at Professor Vector for a few moments before dropping his gaze. Professor Vector sighed.

"Mr Potter, Mr Black, did you not promise to behave in my lessons?"

Both Sirius and James nodded uncomfortably.

"And did I not promise to give you detentions if you didn't?"

At this Sirius raised his head. " Yes, but as we didn't keep our promise, we don't expect you to keep yours."

Professor Vector stared stonily.  "In. Dungeon. Now."

*10 minutes earlier*

Anya sat at a desk with Lily, having been moved by Professor Vector for talking. Much to her disgust, Selma was seated nearby, and was boasting loudly about how she had a date with James Potter. Anya turned to the workbench behind her, where James and Sirius were working.

"James!" she hissed. He looked up from the cauldron at once, and so did Sirius, before quickly lowering his gaze. James leant across the table.

"What?"

"Since when have you liked Patil?"

James looked slightly awkward, before replying.

"Not ever, really."

Anya smothered a laugh, and lowered her voice. "So what happened with…?" she jerked her head to Lily, who was concentrating on the potion. James shifted uncomfortably.

"I still like her."

Anya looked slightly puzzled. "Then what…?"

"MISS WILLIAMSON TURN AROUND NOW!"

Anya jumped as professor Vectors voice echoed around the dungeon, before turning around. The second his back was turned she turned back to James.

"What're you doing then?"

James shrugged. "Making her jealous?" Anya snorted, before turning around in her seat, after flashing a quick glance at Sirius. For a split second, their eyes met, before they both looked away.

James ran his hand through his hair, before leaning across the table.

"Hey Evans." Lily didn't bother turning around. Instead, without tearing her gaze from the cauldron, she replied,

"Go away Potter."

"Why?" said James, pretending to be hurt. "What have I done wrong?"

Lily turned around annoyed. "Would you like that in a list, or a novel?" Anya and Sirius both snorted, but remained silent.

"Evans, that's not very nice now is it?" said James. "If I didn't know better, I'd say you didn't like me!"

Lily turned around, and gave him perhaps the dirtiest look in the history of mankind. James looked slightly disturbed for a moment, before turning to Sirius, intending to slag Lily off, only to find his friend in a world of his own.

Sirius was staring at the back of Anya's head as though it held all the answers to the universe. James felt a deep sense of frustration. He had never seen Sirius look at anyone like he looked at Anya. Hell, he had never seen anyone look at someone like Sirius looked at Anya. He couldn't help feeling slightly angry with Sirius. Having what he had, and throwing it away because of pride. What kind of dickhead was he? James toyed with the idea of mentioning it, at the risk of annoying Sirius. He decided to bite the bullet.

"Padfoot!"

Sirius stopped staring at Anya, and turned to face James. "What?"

"What're you doing?"

"Nothing!"

James couldn't resist a contemptuous snort. "Fuck off are you! If you stare at her anymore your eyes'll pop out!"

Sirius looked furiously at James, before hissing, "Keep your voice down!"

"WHY?" Said James loudly, now on a roll. "Why should I keep it down that you still love Anya?"

Anya turned around bewildered; only to find Sirius was on James, who was half yelling, half laughing, while Sirius desperately tried to smother him.

"What the…?"

"BLACK! POTTER! GET OUTSIDE, IMMEDIATELY!" Professor Vector had turned around at the exact wrong moment, and was now seething.

Sirius and James got up quickly, and left the dungeon, Sirius paying special attention to making sure he didn't catch Anya's eye. This was quite hard as she was staring at him intently. The second the two boys had left the room, Selma shook her head, and began tutting, and muttering- 'tragic. Just tragic.' Anya turned away from the door.

"What you on about?"

Selma turned round, an infuriatingly pitying expression on her face. "I think it's so sad your friends cant except you and Sirius are over." She said smoothly. Anya clenched her fist under the table, but said nothing. Lily however, noticed Anya's expression tense, and addressed Selma in a dangerous voice.

"And what's that supposed to mean?"

Selma sighed. "Anya, I don't mean any offence towards you, I think you've accepted the fact he doesn't love you anymore with a lot of dignity." Katarina kicked her under the table, but after wincing she continued.

"We all know what Black's like Anya, and I have to be honest, I really wasn't convinced even you could tame him. It good you've accepted it. You need to find yourself someone who wont treat you like dirt… like James."

Anya snapped. "Oh my god, how much of a ditz are you?" she snapped.

"What?"

"James has liked Lily for ages!" she said sharply.

"Don't drag me into this." Muttered Lily, but Anya continued.

"He's not gonna suddenly stop liking her an fall madly in love with you! It doesn't work like that Selma!"

"What are you saying?"

Anya snorted. "Work it out genius! You're the one who seems to think she knows exactly how boys work!" She snatched up her bag and stormed out, furious with everyone, including herself. 

She burst through the door, causing Sirius and James to jump. Judging by the looks on their faces, they had been involved in a heated row just before she walked past. She stopped short in front of them looking from one to the other. Sirius avoided her gaze with as much subtlety as a rhino, while James continued staring at Sirius furiously.  Anya broke the silence, but when she did it was with barely a whisper.

"What the fuck is going on?"

Sirius scuffed his shoes along the hallway, while James' expression remained mutinous.

"Ask Sirius" he said furiously, before turning and walking up the corridor, and disappearing around the corner. Anya turned back to Sirius, staring at him intensely.

"Sirius?"

He didn't say anything at first. He couldn't bring himself to. Not after everything. He knew if he looked at her that would be it. He'd be gone, irretrievable. It was just the way things were. He loved her, she loved him, blah, blah, blah, but there was more to it than that. Something that went a lot deeper than that. Maybe only the other Marauders knew about it, maybe that's why the break up had affected them so much, but it was definitely there. It was as though one wasn't complete without the other. As though they couldn't function properly unless they were together. Sirius wasn't stupid; he knew that she had that affect on him. All she had to do was look at him and he'd melt. He'd never hold his own. So when he spoke, he carried on looking at the ground.

"What?"

"What just happened?"

"James was a prick. What tends to happen every day."

Anya watched him for a while. "You can't even look at me can you?" she said softly. "You can't even look at me when you speak to me."

"Do you blame me?" he snapped.

"Yes!"

Sirius' head snapped up automatically, and he cursed inwardly. Why did she have to look so great all the time? Why the hell was it she was so stunning it cost him every fibre of willpower he had to speak to her without stumbling over his words? 

"You cannot only blame me for this!"

"Watch me Sirius!"

"You can't say this is all my fault!"

Anya made a noise like an angry cat. "God Sirius, you're such an idiot!"

"Don't call me an idiot!"

"Why not?" she didn't wait for him to reply, she felt like she was going to cry any minute, so she turned on her heel and swept down the corridor gracefully.

James watched her from nearby, and walked back up the corridor to Sirius, who looked like he would have happily murdered.

"Don't blame me." Said James sourly.

"What the fuck do you mean- don't blame you? Whose fault is it if it's not yours?" yelled Sirius.

"Yours!" snapped James. "For being so fucking big headed you don't realize what your doing!"

"I know what I'm doing Prongs!" shouted Sirius. "Why the fuck is it the only people who cant accept we're over are you and Remus? We were getting on fine until you lot started interfering!"

"Don't give me that bullshit!" yelled James, becoming more and more agitated. "You know that-"

"Will you be quiet?!" 

Professor Vector had just stepped out of the classroom, and looked a beautiful shade of magenta. "Did you see which way Miss Williamson went?"

Both Sirius and James automatically pointed in the opposite direction to the way Anya had headed. Professor Vector nodded.

"Very well" he said sourly. "I will deal with her later. Meanwhile, what do you two think you were doing? Brawling in my classroom! It disgraceful, something I would expect from first years, maybe second years, but definitely not sixth years! What possessed you? Hmm?"

Both boys remained silent.

"I will not let either of you leave until I have gotten a decent explanation out of you gentlemen!" shouted Professor Vector.

The class began to file out of the dungeon casting curious looks at the two boys. Selma smiled at James, but he didn't notice, much to her annoyance.

James sighed before deciding to break the silence.

"IT'S NOT MY FAULT! HE LOVES HER, SHE LOVES HIM. THEY'RE BOTH BEING STUPID! WHY IS IT HE DOESN'T JUST SAY HE'S SORRY? SHE LOVES HIM! HE'S BEING SO STUPID! WHY DO I HAVE TO LISTEN TO THEM ROW? HUH? WHY THE HELL? WHEN I KNOW THEY STILL LOVE EACH OTHER? WELL? YOU'RE A PROFESSOR, GOT AN ANSWER? HUH?"

Professor Vector remained silent at the outburst, while glaring stonily.

"Mr. Potter, what you've just said is one of the most insanely idiotic things I've ever heard. At no point in your rambling, incoherent response was there anything that could even be considered a rational thought. I am now dumber for having listened to it. I award you no points, and may God have mercy on your soul."

And so it had begun. Both James and Sirius in Potions detention during their supper. And the news spreading round Hogwarts that Sirius Black and Anya Williamson's break- up was not as clean cut and over as everyone thought. And that Sirius black, resident stud, heart- throb of Hogwarts, had fallen for someone. Hard. And it was causing tension between the Marauders. Anya had to endure people coming up to her at lunch, asking various questions about her and Sirius. She replied with as much dignity and politeness as she could muster, before finally losing it at walking out of the hall, ignoring the stares.

She stormed into the common room, ignoring Malfoy's contemptuous comments, desperate to get away from the babble of the Hall.

Later on, Sirius entered the common room, along with James, although they weren't really talking. Anya looked up from her book for a split second, before looking back down. Sirius stared for a few moments, before feeling James' eyes on him, and turning.

"What?!"

James shook his head before flinging himself into an armchair. Sirius sat down, still avoiding looking at Anya.

Remus and Peter entered looking full, warm and happy, although Remus' expression turned grave when he saw the others.

"Is everything ok now?" he said to Sirius.

"Yeah, Vector just had a bit of a go, made us clean some cauldrons, the usual deal." Said Sirius lazily.

Remus nodded. "Ok good."

Anya looked up from her book. "Have you guys read the chappie for Transfiguration?" she said casually.

James and Sirius automatically got up and returned from their dorm with their Transfiguration textbooks in tow. They both settled down and began skimming the pages.

Slowly each of the boys disappeared up to bed, until only Anya and Sirius were left. Selma and Kat kept on casting curious looks over at the two, and subsiding into hushed whispers.

Sirius wasn't sure what was wrong with his legs. He wanted to leave, he wanted to march up to bed and escape the awkward silence, but something was stopping him. Something about the way every now and then, Anya's eyes would fly upwards for a fraction of a second. Like she was about to speak, but changed her mind. He was waiting.  For her to say something. And until she did, he couldn't move. He opened his Transfiguration book again, resigning himself to having to stay awake for a while…

Anya watched him out of the corner of her eye, chewing her bottom lip anxiously. She was desperate to ask him about Potions, but didn't know how to without sounding hopeful. She sighed.

"What the hell happened in Potions? You and James never fight."

Sirius looked up, his stomach clenching. She was curled up in the chair, twirling a strand of her hair round her finger, her head cocked to one side, watching him. He loved it when she looked like that. All concerned and caring. Even if she wasn't, he was sure she didn't care, but he loved it when she looked like that. He shrugged.

"Dunno. He was winding me up."

"How?"

"He just was!" he replied quickly. He wasn't about to tell her the real reason. She probably already knew, James had made sure of that, but still. He didn't want to tell her himself.

Anya stared at him, reading his expression perfectly. He wasn't about to admit to anything. Idiot. Proud, conceited idiot.

"So what?" she pressed. "He wound you up about nothing in particular, so you start a fight? In the middle of Potions?"

"Yes!"

Anya began to lose her temper at his stubbornness. "Well that's a  bit stupid isn't it?" she said sharply.

"I'm not stupid!" he said defensively.

"Yes you are Sirius!" she half- yelled standing up.  "To call you stupid would be an insult to stupid people! I've known sheep that could outwit you. I've worn dresses with higher IQs, but you think you're an intellectual, don't you… ape?"

Sirius smirked. He loved arguments with her. They were almost as good as normal conversations. Except when they rowed normally, it was over something stupid… and they were still together. Suddenly things didn't seem so great.

"Apes don't read about Transfiguration Anya." He said calmly.

"Yes they do Sirius, they just don't understand it!" she yelled. Before he had a chance to reply, she had swept upstairs, angrier than she had ever been in her life. How could one guy be so big- headed, and not… explode??

Sirius watched her go, slightly stunned. He had deliberately kept a cool head so she would stay a bit longer. What had he done now?

A/N- ok, I get this chappie sucked, didn't really seem to have a point, but I wanna drag things out a bit. I don't want things to happen to quickly, or it won't seem realistic. Yes, that's right peeps, I know exactly what's gonna happen! Wahoo! A first for me. Anyway, review please, and I'll update soon. Oh, by the way, peeps reading Falling In Hate, I am seriously sorry about the MASSIVE delay, but writers block has no cure. 'Cept for time. Just hope I get better soon k? Lol.