Hey everyone!  Thank you so much for all of the reviews, you guys rock!

I'm glad people liked the last chapter, and I promise that Tara will not die.  Joss was such an evil person, and I'm not evil…right?  So yeah, I won't be killing Tara. 

Anyway, there are TWO fights here, so I hope you all like. 

Chapter 36.  Confrontations Part 2.

Buffy closed Sirius' door behind her, and stood in front of it, her hands on her hips.  She was blocking the door, so Sirius could not escape, so Sirius would have to talk to her.  Sirius ignored Buffy's presence and placed his wand on the dresser.  It was dark in here, although a tiny window above the bed spoke of day.  The room was dressed in midnight blue furniture, a black bed spread and a large fireplace.  He ran a hand through his hair, purposefully messing it up.  Finally, Sirius stood in front of her, his hands crossed across his chest.

"What are you doing here?"  He scowled, and Buffy sighed.

"I don't want to fight, Sirius."  Buffy warned.

"Not everyone gets what they want, Buffy."  He said mockingly. 

Buffy took a step closer to him, and Sirius eyed her suspiciously.  "I want things to go back the way they were."

"Too late for that."  Sirius said coldly.

"What I did was wrong…I know that.  And I regret it and I wish it had never happened.  But I can't change it.  What's done is done…and I just want to put this past us."

"You kissed Snape!" Sirius shouted angrily, his face turning red.  "How the bloody hell are we supposed to put that behind us!"

"You try, Sirius!"  Buffy retorted.  "You try…I've put it behind me, can't you do the same?"

Sirius clenched his fists and opened his mouth to say something.  He paused, and then closed his mouth.  Then, thinking better of it, he strode to Buffy and pointed in a random direction, all the while with his face in hers.  "You don't know!  You don't know what it was like…watching you…argh!"  He growled in frustration and sat on the bed, his head in his hands.  "You don't know what it was like," He said in softer tones, his gaze fixed sadly on the floor.  "Watching you…kiss him…it was so…I felt so…" He trailed off, not knowing how to put it in words.  Buffy silently watched him, pangs of guilt flooding her mind.  

"It was a mistake."  Buffy said quietly, watching as Sirius ran a hand through his hair, frustrated.  "It was wrong…I was stupid, I regret it…and I want things to go back the way they were." She said firmly.

Sirius sighed and lifted his head to look up at Buffy.  His eyes, normally sparkling with life, were depressed.  "I care about you, a lot Buffy…I just…no.  I can't."  

Buffy was silent, her body frozen in her spot, tears threatening to fall from her eyes.  "But…"

"I think I'm going to go back to my house."  Sirius said, defeated.  "Tell Harry I'm sorry."  He said, glancing up at Buffy.  "Please leave."

Buffy nodded, defrosting from her spot and she treaded out of the room, shutting the door behind her.  She closed her eyes, resting on the door, and her hands were still on the door knob.  She had made such a mess of things, she would do anything to turn back time and correct it all.  

"Buffy?"  A male voice said in front of her, and Buffy's eyes opened softly, to lay eyes on Harry, watching her from the couch.

"Hi Harry."  Buffy whispered, wiping her eyes with her sleeve.  "What's up?"  She said, pretending nothing was wrong.

"Nothing, I just came to see Sirius."  Harry said, looking behind Buffy.

"Maybe you shouldn't."  Buffy said, walking from the door frame.  "It's not a good time right now."

Harry looked curiously from Buffy to the door.  "You had a fight?"  He asked, his eyebrows furrowed.

Buffy nodded tiredly, crossing her arms across her chest.  "It's not a good time…but he says sorry." 

"Sorry?"

"He's going back home…he says sorry."  Buffy explained, walking to her door. 

"What did you do?"  Harry asked angrily, and Buffy eyed him, before opening her door and walking in.  

"It's none of you business Harry."  She said, shutting the door. 

"It is my business!"  He shouted, throwing the door open and striding in furiously.  "You did something…and now he's going!"  Harry yelled, banging the door closed.  "What did you do?"  

"It's none of you business!"  Buffy said angrily, her tired, angry state ruining her patient approach to Harry. 

"Tell me!"  Harry shouted back, his green eyes blazing with anger.

"I kissed someone ok?"  Buffy explained.  "And now he's pissed."

"And now he's going home!"  Harry exclaimed, looking back at the door.  "Because of you?!"

"Yes!"  Buffy yelled.  "Because of me.  Happy?"

Harry glared at her, his fists clenched in anger.  "No!  Why did you have to do this?" 

"I didn't mean to!"  Buffy defended angrily.  "And I don't have to explain this to you!"

Harry's glare intensified, and he strode forward, his angry face in hers.  "Yes you do!  You take him away…then you mess up…and then he goes home!  He's my godfather, and you took him away from me!"

Buffy stared at him.  "I didn't."  She said softly.  "I never did, never have, never will.  He loves you Harry.  Dating me is not going to change that." 

"He's been here for the past two months…and he never spends any time with me!"  Harry shouted, angry that Buffy had taken up so much time with Sirius. 

"He's an ex-convict Harry!  He can't walk around Hogsmeade with you!"  Buffy reasoned, stepping away from him. 

"He's my family!"

"I am too!"  Buffy countered angrily. 

Harry stared at her.  "No you're not." 

Buffy gazed at her nephew in shock.  "I'm your aunt."  She said slowly.

"Yes, but you're not family."  Harry returned. 

Buffy shook her head, a tear trailed its way down her cheek.  "I am Harry." 

"No."  Harry returned angrily.  "Family do not do this."

"Do what?"

"Turn up years after leaving and expect everything to be just the way you left it.  You can't do that Buffy!  You just can't!"

Buffy sighed.  She rubbed her forehead with her hand, suddenly acquiring a headache.  "Harry…I explained to you why I came when I did."  Buffy said, but Harry glared at her even more.

"I had no family!  My parents were dead!  Do you know what I went through?  I spent my childhood cleaning floors and keeping out of my aunt's and uncle's way!  If I did something wrong, if I stepped a toe out of line, I wouldn't get a meal for a week!"  Harry shouted, and Buffy winced.

"My sister is a bitch, I know Harry."  Buffy said sympathetically.  "And nothing I can do can take back all the things she did to you, but you can't blame me for that." 

Harry clenched his teeth, and glared at Buffy.  "It was hard!  My childhood was hard…I had to face things others didn't, and I had no one!  I had no idea you even existed!" 

Buffy's face twisted angrily, and she strode forward, towards Harry.  "That wasn't my fault Harry!  That was Petunia's!  You can't blame me for everyone Harry!"  She shouted angrily, all her pent up anger and hurt flowing out of her. 

"I'm not!!  Harry shouted.  Buffy shook her head.

"You are.  I'm sorry I couldn't be there for you Harry, I really am.  But I was busy.  I'm the slayer, Harry.  Slay-er." She said slowly, her eyes not leaving Harry's angry face.  "I was busy with troubles of my own.  I thought you were with Lily and James…I did not know about the prophecy!  I only found out when Dumbledore told me when we first met, eleven months ago.  I only found out that my sister had died eleven months ago.  I had no idea that you were living with my sister till two months ago.  You had a bad childhood, I understand that.  I was not there for you when you needed help and you're angry, I understand that too.  But don't blame everything on me.  Hear my side of the story first, before you start accusing."  Buffy took a breath, staring at Harry.  He stared back, a look baring anger and hatred.  "Harry!  Don't be so damn selfish!  I wanted to come back, I really did!"  Buffy shouted angrily.  "I had a tough time too, but you have to get over yourself!  You are a selfish, conceited, bad-attitude kid and you need to get over yourself!"  Buffy shouted, her breath coming in short rasps, she was so angry.  But her heart softened when she saw Harry's face, and she wished she had not said what she had.  "Harry…"  She started to say, meaning to apologise, but Harry cut her off, fixing his cold emerald eyes on her.

"I hate you."  He spat, before turning on his heel and striding out of the room, slamming the door behind him. 

Yeah, like Harry and Buffy would sort everything out with one fight.  They're gonna need a bit of time to cool off first. 

I'm really excited about the next chapter, because it's like my favourite chapter so far, so hopefully, I'll get it up soon. 

Shall I do a sneak preview?  I think I shall. 

'Buffy was still running towards the Great Hall, running faster than she had ever before.  She felt an urgency to get there, urgency stronger than any she had ever felt before.  She only prayed that there were not many people in the Great Hall.

Buffy skidded to a halt, and pushed the Great Hall doors open, running forward into the Hall.  She froze in horror, and everyone turned to look at her, the heavy wooden doors banging to a loud close behind her.

"Miss Evans."  A voice said icily.  "How nice of you to join us."'

Hehehe, great fun.  Anyway, till next chapter…please review, and good bye!