Disclaimer: All characters related to the Harry Potter series belong to JK Rowling; I'm just borrowing them for my own amusement. The events and characters depicted in this story are fictitious. Any similarities to actual persons, living or dead, or to actual events are purely coincidental.

A/N: Hey hey I've made it through one semester of school! yay! Does anyone else find it hard to write in the winter? Stupid ugly cold slows my brain. lol. Hmm I'm not gonna babble on anymore because I want to get goin on this chapter!

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**This chapter is dedicated to all those who stand against the Patriot Act--for those of you who don't know, the patriot act is a disturbing act passed by the US that allows the government to be in every part of your life, including wire tapping your phones, by calling it "anti-terrorist security." It actually violates all the freedom the US is supposed to be built on, and encourages the "detainment" of countless Arab and Muslim Americans who are only singled out because of their ethnicity. If you're a citizen of a free country other than the US, be very thankful if you don't have to deal with a hypocritical-bordering-on-imperialistic leader... it's becoming quite scary.

Chapter 10

"Fell in love with a boy
I fell in love once and almost completely
He's in love with the world
But sometimes these feelings can be so misleading..."
 -Joss Stone "fell in love with a boy" cover of White Stripes "fell in love with a girl"

"Keira! Keira!" Sirius whisper-yelled as he entered the room they shared. Keira flew out of the bathroom, her wet hair clinging to her, her hands clutching a short white cotton towel around her.

"What?" She asked breathlessly.

"I saw him! I saw Harry!"

"You've gotta be shittin' me! Where? When? Now?"

"He was waiting to get on the Knight Bus, though I don't know why. That's rather odd now that I think about it. But he saw me too!"

"Crap!"

"No no, I was still a dog. Actually he looked quite frightened, probably thought me a grim. It's said to be a symbol of death. But wow, Kee, he looked so much like James." Sirius took note of Keira's lack of dress. "Ok, sorry, you go finish your shower." Keira smiled and shut the door.

~*~

"So what do you want to watch?" Sirius asked, his voice with a hint of boredom as he rapidly flipped through the channels."

"Eh, I don't know. I'm not really in the mood to watch TV." Keira yawned.

Sirius clicked it off. "So why don't you have any friends?" he asked bluntly.

Keira's head spun at almost a lethal pace and her eyes darkened. Sirius returned her stare calmly. "I never really have had many friends." She uncomfortably shifted in her seat. I guess I've just always been rather socially inept, especially after Connor." Her gaze moved to the floor. "Why?"

"I was just sitting here wondering how someone as wonderful as you could be so alone." He replied, touching her hand. "All my life my family hated me. They were/are terrible people; at least, most of them are. They hated me because I was different. I ran away from home at 16 and moved in with James and my parents didn't miss me. They were happy I was gone. But I always had my friends. You on the other hand, you were living alone in that little shack working at a job you hated day in and day out. Yet, when you stumbled over me in your back yard two-inches from death you helped me without a second thought. You listened to my side of the story when you found out who I was, you held me through my nightmares. You're helping me clear my name and rescue my godson. You're amazing Keira and I just wanted to say thanks."

Keira turned bright crimson and shyly smiled. "Your welcome." A short but very awkward silence followed.

"You know," Sirius finally spoke, "seeing Harry put me in such a good mood I feel like dancing." He grinned and brushed some hair away from his eye.

"Gosh, I haven't danced in ages." Keira had a faint smile and a faraway look about her. Sirius stood up and took her hand.

"Come on, let's dance."

"Um, ok, I guess so." Keira reached over and switched on the little portable radio she had brought with them.

"So 1,2,3, take my hand and come with me because you look so fine and I really wanna make you mine."

Keira timidly began to dance by rocking her head slightly from side to side. Sirius laughed loudly, his laughter vaguely reminding her of a dog's bark. He took her hand and spun her around quickly before pulling her to him.

"I say you look so fine that I really wanna make you mine."

Sirius, though years out of practice found his groove quite easily. It was just a matter of loosing Keira up. He started swinging his arms around and shaking his butt from left to right as he snapped along to the music. Keira laughed and began to follow suit.

"Oh, 4,5,6 c'mon and get your kicks now you don't need that money when you look like that, do ya honey"

Keira was officially comfortable now and practically danced circles around Sirius with her moves. Sirius struggled slightly as he tried not to show how mesmerized he was by the way her face lit up and her dark hair flew around her as her hips swayed.

"Well I could see, you home with me, that you were with another man, yea, I know we, ain't got much to say before I let you get away, yea, I said are you gonna be my girl?"

Sirius spun her a second time, dipped her, and brought her back very close, almost too close, to himself. Keira noticed there seemed to be a change in mood suddenly, or at least, in her mood. His hands were on her waist, his face only mere inches away. His face was flushed slightly and she was finding herself unable to pull her gaze away from his fathomless black eyes. The song ended but neither seemed to take notice. They had stopped dancing already anyway. Sirius reached a hand up and pulled some hair away from her face, letting his hand linger along the edge of her cheek. Keira's breathing immediately quickened.

'Stop it stop it stop it stop it stop it stop it...' her brain screamed at her. She ran a hand through his dark hair and edged even closer to him, her eyes now focusing on his mouth. She was close enough now to see that there were beads of perspiration on his forehead. Sirius edged his head closer as well, tightening his hold on her waist. Keira licked her lips in anticipation. She could feel his warm breath on her face.

'Don't do it.' Her brain warned again. 'Shut up brain!' She silently yelled back. She looked into his eyes which were now gleaming with desire. "You're my best friend Sirius." She whispered. His head tilted and he went to kiss her but without warning, she pushed him away and went into the bathroom leaving a flustered, bewildered Sirius standing alone.

'Crap crap crap! Why did I do that I'm so stupid!' She reprimanded herself. Hastily, she left the bathroom and walked past Sirius and sat on the couch.

"Keira, I'm sorry, I--"

"Sorry? There's nothing to be sorry for, don't be sorry Sirius, nothing happened no big deal, just never mind. Now I'm going to bed, see you in the morning." And with that she laid down on the couch and pulled the blanket over her still fully dressed self and shut her eyes.

Sirius squinted his eyes and looked at her with a mix of suspicion and curiosity. "Good night." He replied quietly and climbed into bed. Sleep didn't come to him quickly that night.

Birds outside the window woke Sirius up the following morning. He gave himself a minute or so to adjust to the sunlight before sitting up. As he did so he took note of the time. '12 o'clock! Why did she let me sleep so long?' He asked himself. But then he took a look around. A silent, empty hotel room was what he saw. "Keira?" No response. His spiked curiosity gave him the motivation to get up out of bed. The couch he noticed was free of bedding and showed no signs of sleep. He took a quick look around, even checking in the bathroom, but there was no sign of her. Keira was gone.

TBC....

Meh, weak chapter. Sorry. I have the hardest time writing middle chapters. I like beginnings, I like ends, middles just don't motivate me as much. :-\ anyways, review please and let me know what you think, what you'd like to see, suggestions, etc.