"RENEGADE"

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Disclaimer: Sad to say, I don't own Sirius Black. If I did, I would NOT have killed off the closest thing Harry had to a father because poor Harry's been through enough bullshit already in his life!

Song: There's a song in this chapter. It's "Back in Black" by AC/DC. It's one of my "Sirius Songs" on my "Sirius Soundtrack." (They're just a whole bunch of songs that remind me of Sirius in some way. My AOL website has them all with lyrics and a picture of Sirius if you want to check it out. It also has a whole bunch of funny parody songs. For example, "Hakuna Matata" becomes "Avada Kedavra" sung by Harry & Ron and The Marauders do "Prowlin" from Grease 2. I also have a bunch of actors who I think should have been chosen to play Sirius in the 3rd movie. If you want to see it, click on my pen name at the top and then it'll give you the website.)

Random Thoughts: These are just like my little bit of inspiration or humor that I put at the beginning of every chapter I write. I don't know why, I just like to do it. They have nothing to do with the actual chapter.

This chapter's random thought: "Girls have a button and boys have a pole, and wicked touching takes its toll!" ~Superstar

Chapter 4 - Back In Black

Raven sang along to her CD player while she washed the dishes. "Back in black, I hit the sack. I've been too long, I'm glad to be back. Yes, I'm let loose from the noose that's kept me hangin about. I've been lookin at the sky cuz it's gettin me high. Forget the hearse cuz I'll never die! I got nine lives, cat's eyes. Abusin every one of them and runnin wild! Cuz I'm back. Yes, I'm back. Well, I'm back. Yes, I'm back. Well, I'm baaaaack, baaaaack. Well, I'm back in black. Yes, I'm back in black!"

Sirius tried to keep from laughing. He'd always loved this song, not only because it had his name in it, but because he'd been somewhat of a badass in his schooldays. He thought briefly of James, his partner in crime. 'No, bad idea, Sirius,' he told himself. He'd discovered new meaning in the song after he escaped from Azkaban and heard it again. As the next verse came around Sirius opened the door and started singing loudly. Raven turned around and almost dropped the plate she was holding. She laughed and sang along with him.

"Back in the back of a cadillac. Number one with a bullet, I'm a power back. Yes, I'm in a bang, with a gang. They've got to catch me if they want me to hang. Cuz I'm back on the track and I'm beatin the flack! Nobody's gonna get me on another rap. So look at me now, I'm just makin my play. Don't try to push your luck, just get out of my way!"

The song ended and Raven and Sirius fell on the couch, laughing. "Isn't it a little early for AC/DC?" asked Sirius.

"I can't believe you! You were spying on me? How long were you there?"

"Long enough," he said, giving her a sexy smile.

Raven covered her face with her hands. "Oh God. I can't believe you saw that!"

"Actually, I think that's my favorite thing about you so far."

Raven laughed.

"AC/DC, one of my favorites."

"Me too. My cousin used to make me listen to them when I was little, and I hated it. But then I grew up and bought all their CDs."

"Your cousin?"

"Yeah, my one and only. Josh."

"You have one cousin????" screeched Sirius. "I wish I only had one cousin! My family was huge!"

"You say that like it's a bad thing! I don't have any family left!"

Sirius' face fell. "What happened to them?"

"Oh," Raven shifted uncomfortably, "they...my parents died. I'm an only child." She shrugged.

"I'm sorry."

Raven smiled weakly. "It's okay. It was a long time ago. I was nineteen."

Sirius rose his eyebrows. "And...you're what, now? Twenty? Twenty-one?"

Raven opened her mouth and then closed it. "I'm twenty-five."

"Twenty-five?" Sirius looked at her. He didn't even think she looked twenty. "Okay..."

"Why? How old are you?" asked Raven, trying to get him to stop looking at her.

Sirius stopped. "I don't know." He looked at the ceiling, doing the math. "Thirty-one."

Raven rose her eyebrows now at him. "You forgot how old you are?"

"Well, I haven't really thought about it in a long time," he justified.

"Alrighty then."

He laughed. "So, what about Josh?"

"What *about* Josh? He's my cousin. He lives in Scotland--"

"Really? I went to school in Scotland."

"--with his wife." Raven rolled her eyes.

"I take it you don't like his wife?"

"No, she's a bitch. I hate her."

Sirius nodded his head. "That sounds more like how I felt about my family."

"How come?"

"I don't know...we just...had different beliefs, I guess."

"What different beliefs?"

Sirius got up quickly from the couch and started to pace the room uncomfortably. Too many questions. "Oh, I don't know. We just never agreed on anything."

"Want some coffee? You're a little jumpy there."

Sirius chuckled. "Sure, thanks."

Raven got up to get him a cup. She handed it to him and he took a sip.

As he drank it his eyes closed and then he stared at her. "This is the best coffee I've ever tasted!"

"Oh, it's mixed with one part hot cocoa. I forgot to tell you."

"It's...amazing! My friend, Remus, he tries to make coffee, and I swear, he's the worst cook in the entire world!"

Raven furrowed her brows. "You have a best friend with the same name as you?"

"Huh?" As Sirius rose the cup to his lips again, he froze. 'Oh shit. I told her *my* name was Remus.'

"Or were you referring to yourself in the third person?" Raven narrowed her eyes on him.

"I...uh..." Sirius stuttered. "Yeah, no that's how we became best friends because we had the same name."

Raven took his cup, quietly walked to the kitchen, and opened the back door. "Either tell me your real name or leave. I don't like being played with."

Sirius stared at her in amazement. He must be losing his touch. Crossing to the kitchen, he took his cup from her hands and filled it to the brim. Then he went back to the door, took Raven's hand and led her back to the couch. The door slammed as Raven was taken away from it. Sirius sat and pulled her down next to him. He took a long drink and then set the cup on the coffee table. He took her hand in his again and looked deep into her blue eyes.

"You can call me Sirius, if you like."

"I'd like to call you by your real name."

"Then call me Sirius."

"That name's kind of ironic, isn't it? I mean, you've been lying to me since I met you yesterday, right?"

"S-I-R-I-U-S," he spelled it. "And I haven't been lying to you. I just can't talk about a lot of things."

"Why not?"

"You said it yourself. People use this place as a hideout. I just don't want anyone to find me, that's all."

Raven spoke through gritted teeth. "Why not?"

"Because they think I did something that I didn't do!" he said forcefully. Then he spoke softly, more to himself. "And Harry needs me."

"Who?"

"My...my godson. He needs me. And I have to be there for him." He then realized that he had been squeezing her hand and let it go. "I shouldn't even be telling you this. I just...I needed someone to talk to, ya know? You seemed like the kind of person who could understand."

Raven slowly nodded. Somehow the way he'd held her hand like that had made her want to believe him. "So...you're in trouble?"

Sirius smiled weakly. "I can't tell you any more, so I'll leave now. Thanks for the coffee." He downed the rest of his cup and left.

A/N: I KNOW YOU'RE PROBABLY THINKING WHY IS SIRIUS TELLING RAVEN SO MUCH. I'M THINKING THE SAME THING. I DON'T KNOW, I JUST HAD TO GET THEM TO FIND OUT A LITTLE BIT ABOUT EACH OTHER. BESIDES, WE BOTH KNOW SHE'S NOT GONNA TURN HIM IN AND SHE STILL HAS NO IDEA WHO HE REALLY IS.