Sirius examined his feet as Dumbledore told him he has to start behaving himself. He had been there for a good fifteen minutes, which was longer then usual. He checked his watch and then looked back at the Headmaster behind his desk.

"… Putting a firecracker in the girls' lavatory is not something-''

"Listen Professor," Sirius interrupted, "I know you're a busy man, so why don't we just say this was my strive for attention or a misdiagnoses of ADHD when I was five and move on. I can tell you have something else you want to say, it has already been 17 minutes and 23 seconds and that's a little long, even for you. So why don't you stop beating around the bush and tell me what you need to, so I can get back to my usual day as a sixteen year old."

Professor Dumbledore sighed and got up from his desk. He walked to an object on his giant bookshelf, which he had suddenly found very interesting. "It has recently come to my attention that a black dog has been seen roaming around the campus, scaring the students. I was wondering if you knew anything about that?" He turned and looked at Sirius, completely innocent.

"No, sir, why would you think I knew anything about that?" He used his most convincing look of confusion, which came from six years of being under the watchful eye of Hogwarts's teachers.

The Headmaster walked back over to his desk. "Well, Sirius, you are the most 'connected' student and you tend to know a lot. However, since you do not know anything about these sightings, you may leave." He waved his hand and the door opened.

Sirius was sure not to stand up to fast, he didn't want to show his eagerness to leave. "Thank you, Professor Dumbledore." He walked to the door like an expert, but paused and turned back. "But if I do hear anything, I'll be sure to bring it to your attention immediately."

He smiled. "Why, thank you, Sirius, I trust you would."

Sirius walked from the room and grinned to himself. "Piece of cake." He muttered as he stepped out into the hallway.

"What was a piece of cake?" James came up beside him, followed by Remus.

"Oh, lying to Dumbledore." They started walked back to the dormitory as Sirius told them about their little meeting.

"And he believed you?" Remus said, a bit confused.

Sirius scoffed. "Hell no. He saw right through me, but this time I didn't smile, not once."

They all laughed. "Good, I was beginning to think the Prof. was losing his touch. It would have been so devastating." James said sarcastically.

"Anyway, I got the point. If I don't stop my scare outings as Padfoot, I'll be sitting in that chair again very soon, but not as a student." Sirius said, making a face at one of the pictures, which looked very irate at the black haired boy.

James had to laugh. "It hasn't even been two days into the school year and you've already been to Dumbledore's office, I'm impressed."

"Well, James, it comes from years of practice." Sirius's voice held a note of cockiness that was usually present.

"So what did you guys think of the first years we got from the sorting hat?" Remus asked, after a moment of silence.

"They are all scared senseless because of the rumors and Lord Voldermort. It should be interesting to see how they take to their classes. At least one first year always sets their pants on fire." Sirius turned around a corner and lowered his voice as a group of giggling second years went walking past. "But did you see that one girl? She wasn't a first year."

James nodded. "The one with the bleach blonde, almost white I guess, hair? With the bright green eyes?"

Remus grinned. "So you noticed her too, did you?"

"No, I just remember faces is all." He said, defensively.

Sirius shot him a look. "James, you called me Seros for a month in our first year, that was after two months of being in the same dorm as you."

James just shrugged. "So, what year do you think she's in?"

"Six, same as us. She's just getting tested for what classes she's done." Remus muttered the password to the Fat Lady, who opened the door after she finished filing her nails.

The other two looked at him.

"What? I heard the teachers talking. They need to see if she can do sixth year classes. I believe she'll be coming to class with us tomorrow, at the latest."

They just blinked. "Remus, you will always be one of my best friends."

It was his turn to blink. "Why is that, James?"

"You know too much."

They all laughed as they stepped into the common room. The first thing they saw was the bleach blonde hair and intense green eyes.

The three friends stopped laughing almost immediately as they slowed their pace.

"Well, speak of the devil." Sirius muttered as they sat down on the couch. She was sitting in a chair beside it, reading. It was a fairly fat book, old pages, and the only light was from the fire because no lamps had been lit since the sun had gone down.

Sirius sat on the other side of the couch and the other two sat in chairs of their own.

The girl kept her eyes on the book she was reading and was doing a good job of ignoring them.

Sirius shifted over on the couch, but still her eyes stayed glued to the page.

He raked his brain for something to get her attention, anything. Then something seemed to click, he just about started laughing, but he was able to keep a straight face.

"So, anyway, continuing with our conversation. The world started going down hill when we gave women the vote, that was our turning point. To give a woman any little bit of power, is to give her responsibility she can't handle."

James's mouth dropped and Remus's eyes opened wide. Sirius winked and jerked his head over to the girl.

They had gotten her attention, she hadn't looked up, but she was listening.

James got the point. "You're completely right, women have no sense of honor. They are neither smart nor can they make decisions for themselves. Just the other day my mother tried to tell me to clean my room. I just threw my plate against the wall and walked away. She never told me again."

"That's right, James! They should be put into their place, which is in the kitchen." Sirius caught a movement out of his eye, she was starting to twitch.

James grinned. "Hey, do you guys know why women's feet are smaller then men's?" They all shook their heads. "So they can get closer to the sink."

The three of them burst out laughing, which seemed to be the last straw. The girl jumped up, her book falling to the ground.

"How stupid can you guys get? Who do you even think you are? Women are people too you know! We have rights just as much as the next person, so don't sit there on your man-made pedestal, which will most likely break, and say those kind of things in front of me! Why would you say those things?"

The three boys just grinned.

She looked suspicious. "Are you three retarded?"

Sirius just smiled. "No, but it got you to stop ignoring us and talk, didn't it?"

She stared at them and then understanding dawned on her face, she sat back down. "Well, I still think you're all morons."

James sat back in his seat. "Yeah, that's true, but we don't mean the things we said. They were just plain mean."

Sirius looked at Remus. "Well, for the ones that actually talked, what happened?"

He grinned. "Sorry guys, I just couldn't do it. I would be lashed for that back home and I could already feel my legs swelling."

The three of them laughed and Sirius looked back at the girl. She was reading again, ignoring them.

Sirius laughed. "Good, I like a challenge." He shuffled over and rested his head on his hands, staring at her. This technique worked every time. "What are you reading?"

Silence.

"Is it good?"

Silence.

"Pretty. The book I mean."

Silence.

"Well, you're pretty too."

Twitch.

"Very pretty."

Twitch, Twitch.

"I read a book once, It was boring."

Her book slammed shut and she looked at him, her eyes blazing. "Well, maybe you should have turned it the right way up."

Sirius's jaw dropped in utter astonishment.

James and Remus were howling (no pun intended) with laughter.

The white haired girl got up, not a trace of smile on her face and headed for the girl's dormitory. Sirius got up and followed her.

"Okay, that was good, but we only want to the friends, won't you give us that?" Sirius was serious (again, no pun) for the first time that day.

"Well, I don't want to be friends with you."

"But-''

"Just leave me alone." And she slammed the door, the sound mixing in with the laughter from the other two boys.

Sirius turned around and walked back to the couch. He sat down heavily and waited until the other two were finished.

When James looked up he found his friend smiling. He looked confused. "Why are you smiling?"

"Because at least she stopped ignoring us."

James shook his head. "But we didn't even get her name."

"Well, that will be the next step, finding out her name."

Remus rolled his eyes. "Whatever." He said, opening up his satchel. "I have tons of homework, and so do you guys. So let's get started."

There were groans and protests as rolls of parchment were thrown at them.

They began to joke and laugh about their teachers this year. None of them saw the bright green eye shining from the crack in the door nor did they hear the click of it closing softly, shutting out the sound.