In this chapter things jump around a bit more, I'm sorry, but these are all just put down as she remembers them or assosiates them, up untill now they've all been chronological, so you're pretty lucky! I will however try to keep out of sequence to a minimum, and not do it without a reason.

Also a note that, in this chapter the whole Shadow-Anna thing is explained, I tried to get it across in chapter two, but with the formatting it seems to have been muddled.

Hope you enjoy!

Please R&R, or the little monsters won't inspire!

PS. note there is language in this chapter... Shad isn't very polite, she sorta takes after me!

Secret Titles

"You know, you never actually told me your name." Sirius said one day.

"Really?" I questioned in a disinterested tone.

We were in the library.

"Yes."

"Are you going to do anything about that?"

"Sure I am." "Like what?"

"Ask you again."

"Go ahead."

"So, what is your name?"

"Maybe you should ask nicely, I'm temperamental."

"Well, in that case. M' lady, could you perchance reveal thy name?"

"Fuck off, Shakespeare."

"Such charming words from a young lady."

"I'm not that young."

"You're my age I consider that young."

"Well, if I have to be associated with an idiotic, infantile, immature, irresponsibl-"

"Hey, hey. Stop with the Is. Alright."

"Daft, ridiculous, juvenile, would you like me to go on? Negligent, brainless-"

"No, not actually."

"Well, young's alright then."

"At least you shut up."

"So, why don't you try again?"

"I'm not really one for self torture."

"Humour me."

"Dear Ma'am-"

"Do you really wish to be hurt?"

"Miss, could you, would you, kindly impart your na-"

"Stop grovelling."

"May I inquire as to your name?"

I sighed.

"You asked for it."

Sirius looked expectant off a blasting.

"Shadow Annastsia Stephanie Rhiannon Bronwyn Verity Raphaela Conrad-Rialto."

I stopped before revealing my latter two names.

"Ouch." Sirius winced. "What a mouthful."

"That's with out my full surname."

"What? Why do all the teachers call you Miss Rialto then?"

"I chose to forget my mother and father's names; the last two are my parent's mothers' maiden names."

I stared into space.

"Which ones which?" "Rialto was my father's mom's."

Just then James walked in.

"What are you two talking about?"

"Doe." He murmured softly. "Doe."
It was his secret name for me.

He had said it suited me.

"You know, your eyes are like a deer's?"

"How?"

"They're so deep, you could fall into them."

I pulled away from him slightly.

"Yet, so hard, and cold, like when it's scared, they glaze over you know, deer's eyes."

"Yeah."

I nestled closer to him.

"Hey, there's a name for you."

"What?"

"Dow, but doe like deer."

"How'd you reckon that?"

"Well, I always wondered, everyone calls you Shad, but what about the other half? Dow, except it should be D-O-E, for your eyes."

"You really are strange, you know that?"

"Yeah, just so long as you don't mind."

"What if I mind?"

Written by ArbDreamer Most of these characters and stuff belong to JK Rowling, though I'm sure I would have been nicer to them if they were mine. Well, maybe...