Disclaimers are annoying, and i've written one already so im not gonna so it again. The last chapter kinda sucked, and this one isn't the best either, but im trying. I have a couple of good scenes written out but i've got to write some to go in between them. I decided not to go all the way through Hogwarts, but just do 7th year.

Lydia stretched out on the big red couch in front of the fire. The Gryffindor common room was unusually quiet for being a Saturday night, but she just figured everyone was sleeping off the huge party from the night before. The Marauders had found some way to rent a room at the Three Broomsticks for the entire night, but how she didn't want to know. There throngs of people, loud music, and butter beer, lots and lots of butter beer. Now that the headaches and general, all around crappiness of the morning after was gone, everyone was tucked into their beds. But now Lydia took advantage of the solace to finish up a huge paper for her NEWTS Charms class. 'Merlin,' she thought, 'Does Flitwick have any sort of social life that he has to grade all of these papers?' Being in all NEWTS classes and being prefect was not an easy task. Soon her solidarity was broken by the sound of two giggling teenagers trying to sneak in through the portal. She simply rolled her eyes when she saw Sirius and Lauren stumbling over each other, laughing their heads off. Lauren stopped giggling long enough to notice Lydia standing in front of the fireplace.

"Uh oh, we're in trouble now," she managed to say before falling into another fit of drunken laughter.

When Lydia simply stood there with her arms crossed, Sirius got on his knees.

"We throw ourselves at the mercy of the court, please don't punish us," he said with mock sincerity.

Disgusted, she grabbed him by the collar and pulled him to his feet with surprising strength. Nice to know all of that Quiddtich was good for something. "Do you have any idea how late it is?" she snapped quietly. Lauren just burst into another fit of giggles.

"We didn't have a watch," Sirius replied innocently. Lydia released him and turned away, shaking her head.

"Aww, Liddie," Lauren came up and gave her a hug, "We don't mean to be so much trouble, we were just having a little fun."

Lydia whipped around and gave them both a weary look. "Well, your fun tonight is over. So I suggest you both get to your respective dorms before you get us all in trouble."

"Oh all right," Sirius gave a sigh and turned to Lauren. "It seems that our night has been cut short." He gave her a quick peck on the cheek then headed up the stairs to his dorm. Lauren just stood there and stared wistfully after him for what seemed like hours. Lydia just shook her head and headed up the stairs to her own dorm.

"I can't believe it."

"What?" Lauren's daze was broken.

"You and Sirius."

"Why not?"

"I don't know," she tried to find the words to tell her best friend that she was making a big mistake, "I just don't think you should get involved with him."

"Again, I ask, why not?"

"Because this is Sirius that we're talking about. The boy who seems to have a new girlfriend this week."

"So, why can't I be one of those girls? Why can't I see what it's like?"

"I don't want to see you get hurt like the others."

"No, that's not it is it?" Lauren cut her off, "You're just mad that he's gone out with just about every girl in the school except you."

"That's not true."

"Oh yes it is. You're just jealous that he chose me instead of you."

"No I'm not."

"Stop denying it. You have all these boys falling at your feet, no matter how discreet with them you may be. But not him. You still can't have him, and that kills you doesn't it?"

Lydia didn't answer or even look at her friend. "I thought so," Lauren turned and went into the 7th year girl's dorm.

Lydia just stood there for awhile, taking in all that Lauren had said. Though she had denied it, there was truth to her words. By the end of 3rd year her small attraction for a certain black haired boy had turned in to a full blown crush. But she had always watched from the sidelines. She was never anything more to him than a friend. Even in 5th year when she had returned from a summer holiday in France. She had grown to her final height of five foot five. A summer of playing Quidditch had melted away all of the baby fat, leaving her with an athletic, yet completely feminine body. She'd finally let her mother get a hold of her hair and it was now soft and full. Finally, she had thought, finally he would notice me. But he didn't, he still didn't see her that way. Other boys did. Older boys did. In the past three years she had engaged in numerous relationships with the male population at Hogwarts, but nothing serious. She'd probably had just as many relationships as Sirius, but she was definitely more discreet. No one knew much about her social life than her friends. The rest of the school just looked upon her as a goody-good girl and excellent Chaser. It didn't upset her that they didn't see the real Lydia. It was just as well that they didn't know about her night life. Merlin knew she didn't want to be brandished a whore.

Lauren's words had cut deep. Lydia walked up the stairs and slipped into her nice, warm bed. But she couldn't sleep, and damned Sirius for it.

Yeah, see, that wasn't the best ever. But please R&R!!!!!!