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"Yes?" whispered Paris through the darkness irritably as Lily sat bolt upright in her bed for what seemed like the four hundredth time that night.

"What wondrous vision has thou hadst now?" rolling her eyes she lay blind in the darkness, propping her head up against her hand, in anticipation of another sleepless night.

"I've just thought," muttered Lily, tears evidently caught in her throat. Instantly regretting her immediate reaction Paris reached for her wand, which she knocked from under a cushion and proceeded to roll across the wooden floor towards her friend.

"I have nowhere to live…" Lily sobbed silently in to her bed sheets, pulling them up to her eyes and covering her mouth as she imagined herself locked in the cupboard of her aunts immaculate semi somewhere in Devon.

"Of course you do!" cried Paris as soon as her brain translated Lily's words into a message understandable at 3 o clock in the morning. "You really expect me to watch you move to an orphanage?" She followed her wand over to the side of Lily's bed and drew back the heavy curtains letting moonlight filter over them both.

"I guess not." She drew back her tears as the rest of the dormitory sighed sleepily, oblivious to the torture that their friends were suffering.

She leant her head on Paris' shoulders as she drifted back to sleep, tears soaking her satin pyjamas, but Paris couldn't sleep. She simply stared unblinking in to the darkness that was cast into the room as the moonlight drifted from one window to the other.

Sirius twiddled his thumbs aimlessly, sighing occasionally and humming subconsciously, as his eyes flitted over the room and its occupants.

"What EXACTLY is it, that you're waiting for?" commented James from the darkness to his right, appearing somewhat annoyed.

"Oh…I didn't realise you were awake," Sirius replied casually.

"I wasn't!" he replied, refusing to open his eyes to the distant sun and forcing his face in amongst his pillows. "But as you appear to be, and as you seem to be completely ignorant of the fact that some of us are…" he said casting his arm awkwardly behind him to signify the rest of the peacefully sleeping Griffindors then using it to hide behind as he turned towards his 'friend' at this ungodly hour.

"…well I think I'm gonna have to deal with it!" Sirius nodded absentmindedly towards the middle of the room. "So?"

"Hmm?" he questioned, his face turning towards James, desperately trying to remember if he was suppost to remind him of something. "You're awake," he stated simply.

"Yes.." rolling his eyes and sighing simultaneously he rolled back into the middle of his bed, allowing his eyes to adjust to the light. "We just about gathered that. Now you were about to tell me what it is that's bothering you before I tie you the whomping willow!"…Slowly, he thought about what he had said. "First thing in the morning, that is." He added as he fought to remain conscious.

"How do I know…" whispered Sirius to himself more than anyone.

"You know, usually I'm very good at stuff like this," James said randomly. "But if you don't explain what the hell it is that's wrong, then I'm afraid I cant help!" he concluded.

From the depths of silence, a strained voice brought James out of his misery.

"What he's trying, and unfortunately failing to say," Remus began, evidently trying to hide a certain amount of sleep deprivation. "Is that, he 'thinks' that he is in 'like' with Paris, but how can he possibly know what he feels or what she feels about him."

"How did you possibly get that from his incessant humming?" asked James genuinely. Remus simply shrugged from inside his bed hangings.

Silence pursued as they allowed Sirius to stare blankly through the window on to the Quidditch pitch once more.

"He keep you awake too?"

"Something like that." He replied.

James watched blankly, his eyelids drooping as Sirius bounced around the common room, duelling comically with the object of his desires. "How is it?" James muttered sleepily, sliding further into his chair, "That he keeps me awake, and then manages to muster all that energy?!"

"Who knows…" whispered Lily into his ear as she perched on the arm of his chair and tilted her head as Paris animatedly ducked under Sirius's spell, causing a 3rd year to head butt the notice board that they were reading, whilst turning him purple and retreating to the settee next to James and Lily. Her eyes bloodshot, she smiled weakly as James pulled Lily on to his lap leaning his head on her shoulder as she stroked his hair absentmindedly.

"Cute," she thought as Sirius joined Paris on the couch, dramatically falling over the arm and resting his head on her legs, which she automatically objected to, before he took hold of the hands she was flailing in his face and pulled them down to his chest, closing his eyes and smiling.

Paris slowly let herself drift away, as Sirius stroked her fingers gently. The amber flames shone distantly as her head tilted towards the back of the chair, her suddenly empty hands groping the soft robes in front of her, until she found Sirius's hand reaching out for hers.

Sirius smiled as realisation settled in…

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