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A/N: hey, you guys will find out more about the chosen one thing later, I'm still working on it:) I'm sorry that I'm making Sirius such a prick and everyhting, but he'll get better, I promise! Besides, we all love Sirius even though he kinda a jerk! I hope you guys like this chapter and thnx everyone who's been reviewing! I love you guys!

Chapter 6:

The next two months went by without much excitement. I spent most of my time doing the transfiguration project and I refused to let anyone, especially Sirius, help me. If he wanted to go and screw around then who was I to stop him? But he could leave me and my pride out of it. He was the biggest prick I'd ever met and what got to me the most, he didn't seem to care!

"Hey, can I talk to you about Sirius?" Remus asked me one evening as he sat down by me in the library. He and I were actually becoming pretty good friends, considering he was a Marauder.

"Do I have a choice?" I asked, not looking up from my book.

"No," He replied, with a hint of a smile on his lips. I sighed and looked up at him.

"Okay, talk." I said.

"Sirius isn't a bad person, it's just that he isn't used to any girl not being practically in love with him. I know that's no excuse for the way he acted, but you kinda overreacted too." He said, cautiously.

"Look, I lost my temper, but I had every right to. He'd been ditching me to get into his current girlfriend's pants! I'm sorry, but I wasn't going to take that without saying anything." I replied, trying to keep my voice steady. "Besides, he doesn't know me, he doesn't want to know me, and he probably never will know me."

"You don't know him either, Jules. He has no idea why you haven't fallen for him yet and it threw him off. Sirius is like a brother to me, he's been there for me through some hard times. He's one the most loyal people I've ever met, even if he is somewhat arrogant and cocky." Remus replied, evenly.

"Remus, I've never understood how you got mixed up in a group with guys like James and Sirius. You seem like you'd be the model student, never doing anything wrong." I said, shaking my head. Remus laughed.

"Well, James and Sirius were the first two people I happened to talk to when I first arrived here. You're right, out of the three of us, I'm definitely the shyest. And there was a time when I thought that I'd be friendless forever, but then I came here and I couldn't anything to get rid James and Sirius. Now, I wouldn't want to." He replied. "Just at least think about easing up on him. He is really sorry for what he did."

I didn't say anything partly because I didn't really believe Remus and partly because I didn't know what to say. Remus gave me a tight squeeze on the shoulder and left. I turned back to my project. I just couldn't imagine Sirius being loyal to anyone, he seemed to care only about himself. But, then, Remus was right- I hardly knew him. I sighed, put all my things away, and went out by the lake. It was cold, but I didn't really care. I walked around the lake just thinking about everything that had happened to me. Even with friends and a new home, I was alone in the world. No one could ever possibly understand what I'd gone through and what I was going to have to go through.

Christmas came quickly and most everyone I knew was going home for the holidays. Lily was leaving tomorrow, as well as James, Peter, and Remus. Sirius, however, was staying. Yippee. We'd been avoiding each other since October, when I'd beaten him up. This was hard to do though, seeing as we had most every class together and we had Qudditch every night, too. So, I wasn't exactly thrilled to find out that it was going to be Sirius, two second years, and me for the holidays. That was two weeks of having no one to talk to. The second years wouldn't spend time in the common room (I knew that they were never there) and I wasn't about to make chit chat with Sirius. That would just be weird.

"Okay, so you're sure you'll be okay?" Lily asked, as we said goodbye in the entrance hall the first day of vacation.

"Chill, Lils, I'm gonna be fine." I replied, sounding more confident than I sounded. "These two weeks will fly bye, you'll see."

As soon as the carriages departed, I took my time going back up to the common room. I could read a book in one of the good chairs by the fire. If only I could get some hot chocolate, too.

I had been reading for about five minutes when Sirius came in. I didn't look up and I figured he'd gone up stairs to his dormitory.

"Hey." He said, sitting down next to me. "I come bearing gifts so please don't kill me." He added, quickly. He handed me a cup of cocoa. It was like he'd read my mind.

"Thanks." I replied, taking a sip. "So why are you staying over vacation?"

"My parents are on holiday in South France and they didn't want my brother and me to come. It would just be too complicated." He said, shrugging.

"You have a brother?" I asked, surprised. "I always imagined you as the only child type."

"I wish." He said, bitterly. "He's a second year in Slytherin. My parents are always comparing me to him. No matter what I do, it's never good enough."

"That sucks."

"Yeah." He said, nodding. "Why are you staying? Don't your parents want to see you? I mean it must be hard to so far away from home."

"I'm staying because I have no where to go." I replied, looking at the fire.

"No where to go?" He asked, confused. I sighed.

"My parents are dead. They died when I was six." I explained, looking back at him.

"Oh, sorry." He said quickly, looking down at the ground.

"Don't be, it's not your fault." I said, waving my hand. "Besides, they didn't really love me anyways."

"Really? How come?" He asked, looking back up.

"'Cause, they didn't want any kids. And I was the worst thing that could happen to them." I replied, nonchalantly.

"Why?" He asked, curiously.

"Well, let's just say I was a burden that they didn't want, but one they couldn't shed either." I said. "I wish they were still alive though."

"They didn't love you and you wish that they were sill here?" Sirius asked, incredulously. I gave him a small smile.

"At least then I'd have some protection of some sort." I said, and he looked confused. "Look, Sirius, I don't really want to get into that part of my life. I came here to get away from it. So let's just say that I'm under special circumstances and those circumstances have made life pretty shity lately."

"You don't seem like the type of person that would have any problems in the world." He said, more to himself than to me. "I mean, you always seem to have it together."

"I guess I'm doing pretty good job of creating a new life for myself then." I said, shrugging. "Look, can we just drop it?"

"Sure."

I was surprised at how easy it was to talk to him. I mean, I'd never told anyone about my parents, even Lily. And the fact was, it felt good to talk to Sirius. He seemed to have a past of his own. Maybe Remus was right, maybe Sirius wasn't as bad as he said. And it was nice to have someone to talk to.

I woke up early on Christmas to find a few presents at the end of my bed. There was one from Lily, one from Remus, and one that didn't say who it was from. I opened the one from Lily- it was a pair of blood red dress robes that fitted me perfectly. Remus had given me a book on all sorts of charms since he knew that was my favorite subject. But the most interesting gift was the anonymous one. Actually it was four things wrapped together. The first three things were journals- one had my father's big even handwriting in it, one had my mother's small neat handwriting in it, and the other was blank except for a message: This is your private journal. You can write thoughts, feelings, random things in it and no one will be able to read it unless they know how. That was kinda strange, yet kinda cool. This could be the way to let out my emotions before I took them out on somebody again. In my father's journal I found a note which said: These were you're parents' journals. They would have wanted you have them, despite what they may have said. You will find the answers to the many questions I'm sure you have in these books. Keep them close and don't let them fall into the wrong hands. Answers to my questions…this was really starting to freak me out. This person obviously knew quite a bit about me and that unnerving. I unwrapped the last thing and found it to be a ring. But it wasn't just any ring it was…an all-purpose ring! At least that's what I call them. You wear them and they look like regular rings, but if you ever need anything useful to, say, unlock a lock door that would open even with magic, this ring will do it. Anything you need it will provide. These things are really valuable and rare.

I went down to the common room and found Sirius standing in the shadows of the stairs. He was watching something with great amusement. I went over to him.

"What's so funny?" I asked, in a low voice. He turned and looked at me, still laughing.

"James taught me this really great prank. You choose someone and you charm them by saying buzzy and their name and as soon as they sit down you wave your wand and they get a nasty shock. It's really quite funny." He said, looking back at the table and waving his wand. The poor second year that had sat down immediately jumped backup. I laughed along with Sirius.

"Oh my god, that's hilarious!" I said, as the second year looked around confused. He couldn't figure out why this was happening to him. Sirius kept this up for a few more minutes and then ended the prank.

"You hungry?" He asked, as we walked towards the portrait hole.

"Starving." I replied, as he stepped back to let me through. "Did you get any good gifts for Christmas?"

"Oh, yeah. James gave me an everlasting quill, since I seem to keep losing them. Remus gave me a book on the greatest pranks ever played. Peter got me a poster of my favorite Qudditch team. My parents gave me a book on the dark arts. Let's just they're kinda obsessed with them. James' parents gave me a couple of new sweaters and my cousin, Tonks, gave me a bunch of candy from Honeydukes." He replied and I felt a pang of jealousy. I quickly brushed it away. "What about you"

"I got some dress robes from Lily and a book on charms from Remus." I said, as we walked along the halls. "And some anonymous person gave some things of my parents'"

"That's it? You don't have any other family or friends." He asked, looking surprised. I didn't get mad; it was after all a fair question even if it was a little rude.

"Well, actually, no I don't." I replied. "But that's okay, I got more gifts today than I can ever remember getting. Just the fact that someone actually cared enough to get me something means the world to me."

"Oh, I see."

We sat down in the Great Hall at the one table. There were fifteen of us altogether, a sad turn out. But we had fun, none the less. I even forgot about all of my problems for a while. I was feeling truly accepted for the first time in my life and I loved that feeling. I even forgot that I hated Sirius and we actually had a conversation where we didn't argue or try to kill each other. It was nice.

"So, when did you first know that you were a wizard?" I asked, as we sat on a couch in front of the fire later that evening. We'd been reminiscing about the past and having a good time.

"I think I always knew because my parents prided the fact that they were wizards. And the fact that they were a rich pureblooded family." He replied, staring intently at the fire. "My parents just about died when they found out that I was in Gryffindor. I'm the first Black, like, ever to not be in Slytherin. That's part of the reason I'm always compared to my brother. He's like the perfect son."

"I found out when I was eight and I happened to turn the cat, that my foster parents had, bright pink with black polka dots. After that, the American Ministry was very kept a very careful watch on me." I said, laughing. "I remember this one time when I didn't like the color of my hair, so I changed it to bleach blonde."

"How'd you do that?" Sirius asked, amazed.

"Oh, I'm a metamorphagus." I said, like it was nothing.

"Really? My cousin, Tonks, is a metamorphagus. She's a third year. She can do some pretty wild stuff." He said, nodding. "Is that why your eyes change colors spastically?"

"Oh, no that's because I'm also a changer." I replied. "It means that my eyes change colors according to my moods and emotions. I can usually control it unless I'm feeling an emotion to the extreme or I'm just thinking about it."

"That's cool." He said.

"Yeah, it is." I said, smiling.

Alright, don't be fooled, Jules still sorta hates Sirius, she sill for while yet! please review!