A/N: Here you have it: Chapter 2! This is a bit longer than Chapter 1, (yay!) but I myself don't quite like it as much as Chapter 1 (deal with it, self!) but that's just my opinion, so REVIEW and tell me what you think, as I (being the author) have a very small and insignificant opinion on all of this, of course. Anyway, I give you Chapter 2!

Chapter 2

The next morning, Bella awoke with light pouring through her floor to ceiling windows. There was the crash of pots and pans coming from the kitchen, and she could hear the sounds of cheering coming from outside her bedroom door, giving the impression that a large crowd was situated there. She raised her head, wondering what could bet the cause of such disarray in her peaceful house. Then the last night's events came flooding back to her.

"SIRIUS!" she shouted. Sirius came running into the room, dressed only in his boxers. Bella turned away and held a hand up in front of her face, "Ew! Okay, first of all, put some clothes on, and second of all, WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS GOING ON IN MY HOUSE!"

Sirius looked very confused, "What do you mean, Bella?"

Bella tried to take deep steady breaths, trying to preclude extreme hyperventilation. "Sirius, why are the house elves up already, what on earth is that vociferous cheering in my sitting room, why aren't the shades drawn, and for the love of God, Sirius, WHAT TIME IS IT?"

A look of dawning comprehension appeared on Sirius's face, "Well, the house elves are making blueberry pancakes for us, the noise your hearing is a television, I opened the drapes because it was much too dark in here, and the time is approximately 8:30 am," he explained.

Bella closed her eyes, 'Remember what the therapist said,' she told herself, 'feel the anger lifting up, up, up to the sky!' Aloud she said, "Sirius, I hate blueberry pancakes, as a matter of fact, I hate breakfast foods in general (way too many carbs), the rooms are dark because light just bugs the hell out of me, and pray tell, my dear Sirius, what is a television?"

"A television is a Muggle invention that lets you watch anything you want, all the time!" he said excitedly.

Bellatrix tried dreadfully hard to keep her voice level as she said, "Sirius...just...just get-get out of my room, please, before I am forced to reduce you to a miniscule pile of dust...please." She smiled forcedly, before screeching, "GET OUT!" and using a Banishing Charm on Sirius and then slamming the door.

She lay back down, breathing deeply, and forcing herself to refrain from Hexing Sirius into oblivion, before she got up, pulled on her pink linen bathrobe and ventured into the hallway outside her chamber. Bellatrix took the steps one at a time, in quite a jaded manner, and arrived in the downstairs parlor, only to find Sirius sitting on the nearly antediluvian sofa, still in naught but his boxers, eating a large pile of blueberry pancakes and watching what appeared to be a group of Muggles playing some sort of sport a bit like Quidditch, except for the fact that it was on the ground, there was only one ball, and only one vertically sitting hoop that they shot at...okay, so maybe not so much like Quidditch, but it was the only comparison to anything she'd ever seen that Bella could think of.

Sirius looked up as Bella entered the room. "'Morning, Bella! Do you want some blueberry pancakes?" he asked cheerily.

She gritted her teeth as she answered, "Sirius, I am on Atkins, and I already told you, blueberry pancakes revolt me."

He shrugged and went back to pouring syrup on his mountain of pancakes and sausage. He suddenly looked up again, and regarded Bella with an appraising look. "You know, I never did think pink was really your color," he informed her.

Bella blushed and muttered something that sounded strangely like, "Present from grandma..."

Sirius grinned, "Grandma, eh? You never did have the nerve to stand up to that old hag."

"Shut up, Sirius!" said Bella in a warning tone.

Sirius only smiled wider, "You really should go for something a little darker, navy, black, even beige maybe, but pink? I-"

"Ever heard the word 'evicted', Sirius?" she threatened. Sirius said no more after that, but continued to stifle laughs every time he looked at Bella, until she finally left the room in irritation. She sighed; her body couldn't take this kind of stress. She looked in the mirror that hung in the hallway, was that a pimple she saw on her forehead? She'd heard that mental strain could cause acne! She seriously needed to wind down! 'A hot bath will do me good,' she thought.

In 5 five minutes, she was sinking down into a tub of scalding water filled with raspberry scented bubbles and bath beads, and strewn with red rose petals. She tilted her head back, letting her raven tresses envelope her body to her waist. 'Now, all I have to do is think of a way to get Sirius out of my house, and everything will be fine...sort of," she contemplated.

Letting the water wash away her cares, she felt her very muscles relax, and for the first time that day, she felt tranquil...for a bit. Just as she was preparing to force herself away from the heated comfort of her bath, Sirius burst in, dressed in a black bathrobe and carrying one Bellatrix's towels, the black one embroidered in gold with the Black family crest.

Bella shrieked, and jumped up, grabbing an identical towel from the hook next to the tub. Sirius stood frozen for a moment but abruptly set off running as Bella chased after him through the corridors, still clutching the towel around her, and screaming every obscenity she had ever heard, and some she wasn't even aware she knew.

"I didn't know you were in there! Honest! I swear to God, all I wanted to do was take a shower! I never meant to-" He stopped shouting adamant persistency over his shoulder as he was forced to dive into a corner to avoid a hex from Bella. She loomed over him, looking ready to kill as he huddled, begging mercy in his tiny alcove.

"Sirius Black, you sick, perverted, bastard! I don't know what-" But Bella was interrupted by a noise from the dining room. With a flick of her wand, she was dressed in proper robes, and she sent cords out of her wand that bound Sirius.

He heard hushed voices and whispered conversation, and Bella came back looking somewhat pale, but no less angry. She released him from his bindings. "Let me lay this out for you: I am going to meet with the Dark Lord for a brief period of time-don't look so surprised, Sirius, you know I'm involved with the Death Eaters- and thus do not have the time to curse you senseless like I should. But I will tell you that if you ever do anything remotely like that again, don't expect to be waking up for a very, very long time," she concluded in a deadly whisper.

Sirius was left sitting, thinking, probably not the best thing to be doing at the moment. He couldn't get Bella off his mind, especially what he'd seen of her in the bath. Her long ebony hair fanning about her in the water, the rose petals emphasizing her carmine lips. Sirius shook his head, 'stop it!' he told himself, 'she's your cousin, you sicko!'

'Ah,' replied a voice in the back of his mind, 'but that's never stopped you before, has it?'

'I've never had a relationship any of my cousins! What the bloody hell are talking about?'

'I dunno, but it sounded kinda cool!' the voice responded.

"Merlin, I really must be going insane," Sirius said aloud, "because I sure as hell have never heard voices in my head before now, or have I..." Shaking his head, he went off to the kitchen to get some more pancakes.

A/N: I know, I know, I said no incest, I'm sorry! I couldn't help myself! Is it my fault that I have a strange obsession with Bella/Sirius fics? But don't worry, this still won't be a romance-centered fic...hopefully...By the way, the line "Ever heard the word 'evicted', Sirius?" is from Newlyweds, except Nick happened to use Casey instead of Sirius. Oh, and REVIEW! I BEG OF YOU! Okay, that sounded really pathetic, no need to clarify everyone's suspicions, so I'll just refrain from doing that ever again... Oh, and thanx to my AWESOME, AWESOME reviewers that save my self- esteem from complete and total destruction! By the way, Trinity Day: Yes, I did format stuff, but my retarded computer has some huge problem with me trying to correctly format anything, so it just basically does whatever it wants. I'm trying to fix it, but very sorry for the inconvenience of it being harder to read. Sorry! Ciao, people!