Author note: Sorry it took so long to update this, my computer hates me.

Disclaimer: JKR still hasn't surrendered Remus and co. to my 'capable' hands… (ahem)

Just Call Me Prince Charming

Dinkerella turned the page of her book by the light of her wand. The curtains around her four-poster bed were closed and she currently pretending she had a headache and was asleep. In truth she'd just got bored of the conversation about which style of shoes they should get to go with their graduation robes. I mean sure, like any other girl she liked shoes… but how could you talk about them non stop for three hours?

Instead she was reading an old muggle story her mother had loved; well she thought her mother had loved it. She sighed and snapped the book shut, laying down on her side under the covers and closing her eyes.

She could hear the girls giggling outside and tried to ignore it. She honestly did not know how any of them could get so worked up about shoes. It was worryingly quiet at the moment and Dinkerella paused, listening. An icy draft hit her, before a scream assaulted her ears, and she heard what sounded like the window slam. She could hear whispering, tapping and felt the icy chill hit her again. She pulled the blanket over her head and contemplated going to sleep.

It was warm and dark under there and she enjoyed the nothingness. It soothed her, easing her over active brain, a problem her fellow, apparently intelligent, Ravenclaws didn't appear to have.

Then suddenly it wasn't so dark.

Sirius hovered outside the, now wide-open, Ravenclaw 7th year girl's dormitory. He shifted slightly as he waited. It had been a bloody trek trying to find it and he could no longer feel his bum. Why did the school have to have so many windows anyway? He'd hovered outside what seemed like thousands of the damned things. Wait… no that was probably an accurate estimation. Toilets, corridors, storerooms… Why did storerooms need windows anyway? He'd almost had a fit of joy when he'd found the 1st year Ravenclaw boys dorm, which, dodgy as it sounds, was a sign he was going in the right direction. He was beginning to think he'd got the Hufflepuffs and the Ravenclaws confused, but sure enough there it was. It was at the very top of the school above the Arithmancy classrooms. There was a portrait there that ran from floor to ceiling of Archibald the Audacious. He would swing back to reveal a deep blue-carpeted staircase, which led up to a huge common room ending in a dividing staircase, the left hand side leading to the boys dormitories and the right the girls.  The seventh years were in a turret at either end of this complex and beautiful common room, and after much trial and error, Sirius had finally hit the jackpot.

Of course, after this spectacular and lets not forget magnificent find, Sirius had had the problem of getting in. He hadn't been able to see Dinkerella anyway, which disappointed him at first, but on spotting Niamh had decided it was worth a shot. She might be cleaning her teeth. He had tapped on the window several times before receiving a response. Anastasia, a very pretty Ravenclaw Remus had had a thing for in 5th year had come to see what it was making the noise. She had opened the window and leaned out, her ebony plaited hair falling over her shoulder as she leant out the window to peer down at the dizzyingly far below grounds. She pulled her head up looking more than a little spooked. She looked straight through Sirius as though he wasn't there. She pulled her head back in and backed away from the window a little.

Sirius hadn't understood it. Couldn't she see him? Ah… Invisibility cloak. He had pulled it off, popping into full view in front of her...

"Annie!" he sang out.

"ARRRRRGH!" The window slammed in his face, and a slightly startled Sirius dropped the invisibility cloak.

"Damnit!" he swooped after it, causing more frightened cries. After he had resurfaced, clutching the retrieved cloak by the hem and peered in at them for sometime, he decided action had needed to be taken. He had tapped on the window again.

Slowly Annie had stepped forwards and pulled open the window for the second time.

"Sirius you fool! What the hell are you doing?" she had hissed frantically looking about as though she expected Professor Flitwick to come flying past at any moment.

"I came to give Dinkerella something," had been his obvious reply.

"Dink?" Annie had barely hidden her surprise.

"Yeah… Is she there?"

"Of course… I mean yeah she's here… I'll go get her." And Annie had turned away from the window to go get Dinkerella. And that's where she was now. And Sirius still couldn't feel his bum.

"Dink!"

Dinkerella blinked at the annoying light that now was where her nice woolen blanket had once been. Annie's face caused an eclipse, and Dink rolled over to retrieve her glasses.

"Annie? What are you doing?" Dink pretended to yawn rather convincingly.

"Uh… I think you better get up. You've got a visitor." Annie told her, glancing back over her shoulder.

"A visitor?" Dink sat up by reaching for her toes and blinked at Annie.

"Yeah… a male visitor."

"A male visitor?" Dink looked as confused as Annie felt.

"Yeah, he's out the window... come on." Anastasia walked over to the window with Dinkerella behind her.

Sirius shifted on his broom. The Ravenclaw girls were standing staring at him and giggling.

"Hey, how are you?" He tried to make conversation.

They tittered.

He was finding it very difficult to make conversation with them. It was most disconcerting.

"Hey Niamh," he tried again, this time risking a slight wave, "How was your lunch?"

Niamh went beetroot red and smirked at the girls around her.

"It was great, yourself?" she smiled at him, sidling over to the window.

"Uh... yeah… great." Sirius hovered slightly further away from the window.

He craned his neck past the scary form of Niamh, and to his relief he saw Anastasia coming back over. He grinned at her hopefully.

"Well..?"

Anastasia rolled her eyes and gestured to Dink who had just come out from behind her.

"Thanks Doll." Sirius winked, and Annie rolled her eyes.

Dinkerella walked over to the window and peered at the hovering form of Sirius. He grinned. "Hey Dinkerella."

"Hello… Sirius?" she didn't sound entirely sure that was his name, but Sirius was oblivious.

"Yeah that's the one... Look, can I come in?"

"Uh…" Dinkerella looked around the room as the girls backed off from the window, giving Sirius room to come in. "Uh… Why?"

"Why?" This is was not a question Sirius had anticipated. "Well because I have something to show you."

"Woah. Okay, on your bike mister." Dink shut the window and began the return to her bed.

"Dinkerella! No not that! No! Really no! …Well not on a first date… I mean no! No! Hello? Dink!? Dink?" Sirius muffled shouts could be heard punctuated by tapping on the glass.

"Dink," Annie sighed, "Let the poor boy in."

"But-"

"He didn't mean that. He's all right. I knew him quite well back in 5th year; his mate had a 'thing' for me apparently, not that I knew that at the time… shame really. Remus. Sweet guy. You have Arithmancy with him I think and-"

Dinkerella hurried back over to the window, if only to stop the Remus talk.

"Yes I do." She told Anastasia. "He has good hands, but not good enough."

"What?"

"Nevermind."

She reached for the catch and Sirius tumbled into the room. He straightened himself out and stood up, the cloak in a heap at his feet and his broom way across the room by the door. He smiled sheepishly.

Dinkerella leant on the wall and looked at him curiously.

"So why exactly are you here?" She asked him. She wanted to go to bed and was oblivious to the incredulous stares of her horny roommates.

"Um… well…" Sirius fumbled in his pocket, caught off guard by her bluntness. He pulled out the slipper and held it out to her. She stared.

"Well?" He held it out to her and wetted his lips nervously. She didn't say anything.

The silence was really very awkward and Sirius felt he should explain himself.

"You see, I found this muggle story, and the girl was Cinderella which is like Dinkerella, and I thought 'Oooh! Connections!', so I read it and the dude in the story gives this cinders girl a glass shoe and-"

"It's a shoe!"

"Yes… it is… I made it… well not technically me, but Remus and-"

"Remus made it?" Anastasias interest was sparked.

"Yes, but that's not the point and-"

"It's a shoe." Dinkerella sounded amazed and slightly dazed.

"Yes it is…" Sirius was getting more and more nervous. Yes Sirius, the lion hearted girl wooer was nervous.

Dink took the shoe out of his hand and examined it.

"Remus transfigured this?"

"Yeah…" Sirius began to wish he'd listened in transfiguration more.

Dink nodded and looked at the shoe intently. She hesitantly put it on the floor and slipped her foot into it. It magically resized to fit her foot. She stared. Sirius stared too; he hadn't asked Remus to do that.

"Woah." The other girls looked impressed.

"Sirius?"

"Yeah?" he looked up eagerly. She was talking to him, she actually spoke to him!

"Mozzarella."

"What?"

"Dinkerella as in Mozzarella, not Cinderella."

"Oh… I-"

"A-ha!"

"AAAARGH!"

Several male Ravenclaws tumbled into the room, landing in a large and undignified heap in the middle of the floor, only to have their hearing put to it's limits by a high pitched and prolonged scream from the girls.

"Bloody ouch!" The rather disgruntled, russet-haired Quidditch team captain heaved himself to his feet and rubbed his ears. "You trying to deafen me?"

"What the hell are you doing in here? How the hell did you get past the charms?" Anastasia asked irritated. "Get out!"

"Oi! We're here to help. We heard a scream and-"

"That was about ten minutes ago."

"Well you said yourself there are charms on the place."

"Okay… Go now. We're fine." Annie pushed him towards the door.

"No, no you're not!" He marched up to Sirius and drew himself up to his full height. He came up to Sirius nose where he sat on the windowsill.

"What do you think you're doing in here?" He asked gruffly, trying to be intimidating.

"Uh… I-"

"No! I don't want to hear it! It's not good enough! Get out and stop bothering our women folk?"

"Women folk?" Sirius was confused.

"Yes, women folk!"

"Oi! We are not your 'women folk'!" A previously stunned and silent dorm mate of Dinkerella and Anastasia spoke up.

"Shh Izzy. I'm helping you here."

"Look, Tobey Harris isn't it?" Sirius started.

"Yeah that's me."

"Look, I didn't mean to bother or upset anyone and-"

"Shh!" Tobey held up his hand. "I understand that you are intoxicated by one of our lovely girls, but I'm afraid I'm gonna have to have Oscar here chuck you out."

"Oscar?" Sirius looked slightly bemused by this.

"Yeah Oscar." Tobey gestured to a short and stocky blonde guy standing behind him, who was completely oblivious to this task, chatting up Niamh and grinning stupidly. "Oscar?" Tobey turned around. "Oscar!?"

Oscar looked up and focused on Tobey's flushed face.

"Yeah?"

"Have you been listening to a word I've been saying?"

"Yeah, yeah… Nah not really."

"Bloody hell. Look you've got to through Sirius here out." He pointed at Sirius and then at the door.

"Why?"

"He's worrying the women!"

"Oi!" Izzy chimed in, joined by the other two apparently intelligent individuals she roomed with.

"Can't someone else do it?" Oscar continued.

"No, no-"

"Thank you Tobey, we'll be fine now." Anastasia, this time successfully propelled Tobey to the door, the other motley and rather useless members of his 'crew' following. "Oscar!" Tearing his eyes of Niamh, Oscar hurried after them.

"Now listen here Annie…"

"Good night Tobey!" She shut he door on him.

"Sirius, you better go before they work out that they failed." She sighed and shook her head. She shoved him at the window and Izzy tossed him his broom. Dinkerella was still silently staring at her shoe.

"Oh okay, I-" He looked at Dinkerella despondently. She was sitting on Annie's bed, one shoe on and was reading her transfiguration textbook.

Annie shoved him out the window.

"Bye Sirius, say hi to Remmie for me."

"Remmie? Who? Oh… Okay. Well bye then Din-"

She shut the window.

Author Note: I really won't take so long to update this time… Really I won't…

I'd also just like to thank all my lovely reviewers, thank you so much for taking the time to show your support, it really means a lot to me… and also makes me do little pirouettes around the room, but I think we should keep that to our selves…