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Chapter Two: Lana, Just Lana

The woman blinked, "Uh, no, sorry. It's Lana actually."

Sirius just stared. She had long brown hair that fell a few inches below her shoulders in perfect soft curls and.. her eyes. It was her eyes that puzzled Sirius. They intrigued him, teasing the broken memories of his last school days. They were big, beautiful blue eyes, so filled with life, he wanted to take this complete stranger into his arms and cry.

He shook his head, banishing the thoughts, "I'm sorry, my name is Sirius Black, Lana… I'm sorry, I didn't catch your last name."

"Oh. It's just Lana."

"Nice to meet you, Lana."

"Likewise." She smiled, making her eyes shine even brighter.

"Damn," Sirius thought, "stupid eyes. Why did they have to be so enticing and so goddamn….. blue!"

"Ummm… if you don't mind my asking, what are you doing here?"

"Oh!" Bill interjected, "she's the new member of the Order I was telling you about earlier." He strode over to take Lana's luggage. "She'll be living here, Sirius, so be nice." Bill and Sirius laughed, while Lana looked unsure.

"Hey, we heard Sirius' mum, who's here?" Ron and Hermione appeared at the top of the stairs, looking a bit disheveled.

Fred and George came in from the kitchen and saw their little brother's hair. "Sooo… what have you two been up to… all the way upstairs… alone?" Fred snickered.

"Oh shut it!"

"Hey, you must be the twins, I've heard a lot about you from Bill."

The brothers turned to see Lana and gawked. "And who might this ravishing beauty be?" George said, taking Lana's hand and bowing to kiss it.

She laughed. "It's Lana. It's nice to meet you… George?"

"My, my, she is the smart one."

"And quite stunning as well," Fred added.

At this, Bill decided to step in and save Lana from the twins and their lame pick-up lines.

"Hey Fred, George- Mum wants you in the kitchen. She definitely didn't seem too happy. Said something along the lines of 'One more prank, and I'll blast their bloody heads off!' I think you'd better hurry."

"OI! Fred and George! Come here, NOW!" Mrs. Weasley's voice rang up and into the hall.

"Wow! Perfect timing!" thought the eldest Weasley brother.

At this point, Remus walked into the now crowded entrance hall. "What's this? Having a party without me?"

Sirius, who had been silent for the past few moments, answered, "New Order member, name's Lana." Then he stepped closer and added in a whisper, "Moony – she… look at her… Casey.. but … she's not…"

"Mate, you're not making any sense."

"Just look! The eyes, it's the same sparkle! They're even blue!"

Remus looked over at his best friend. He couldn't decide whether he looked like he wanted to cry, if he way angry, or if he wanted to simply snatch this mystery woman up into his arms. "Probably all three," Remus muttered to himself.

"Um, not to be rude, but why are we all standing in this tiny hall?" asked the girl that Lupin determined went by Lana. Remus made a mental note: feisty. Just like Casey.

Just then, the door bell chimed again. Lupin and Bill swiftly stepped up to the portrait, ready to shut the curtains once more, when Mrs. Black started her screaming rampage.

"BLOOD TRAITORS, FILTHY HALF-BLOODS, NO GOOD-"

"SHUT THE HELL UP, WOMAN!" Sirius roared at his mother's picture. The room fell silent, apart from his mum's portrait of course; it was a rare experience to see him so upset. With that, he strode down the hall and up the stairs.

"Well, hello everyone. Glad to see you're all in good spirits around here," said the newest visitor.

"Harry!" Ginny squealed, running into his wide open arms. "I missed you," she whispered in his ear.

"I missed you too, Gin."

She straightened up and let his friends take turns in hugging and greeting him. Harry beamed at Ron and Hermione, who both grinned in return.

"Oh Harry, this place isn't the same without you."

"Yeah, it's good to have you back, mate." Ron clapped his best friend on the shoulder.

Sirius was dumbfounded. He didn't know what in God's name was going on. First Hermione had found Casey's things in the closet. The next thing he knew, some woman that bore a striking resemblance to his old love showed up on the doorstep to Grimmauld Place. He had just managed to push those memories to the back of his mind, when WHAM! They were right back where they started, smacking him in the face. Now he started to get angry. What right did those thoughts have to come creeping up on him so unexpectedly?

There was a knock on the door. Sirius looked up as it opened. It was Lana.

"Oh, good. I wasn't sure I'd be able to find you. Bill said I should ask you where I should sleep. Gosh, this feels a little like summer camp, getting room assignments."

"I think the room on the second floor and fifth door on the right… no left…no … Why don't I just take you there myself?" Lana smiled.

"Sorry about the little outburst down there. I don't always start screaming like a banshee in front of company." Lana laughed. "She has a nice laugh," Sirius thought. "So tell me something about yourself, like… where are you from?"

"Near Lancaster." She paused, "Can I ask you a question?"

"Shoot."

"Who is Casey?" At this, Sirius' face fell and his grey eyes grew so cold, Lana could feel the chills crawling up her spine. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have.."

"No, it's okay, I am the bonehead that mistook you for her." Sirius hesitated, trying to think of just how to say this. "She was my fiancée. She died."

"Oh! I'm so sorry!' Lana gasped.

"Forget it. Uh, here you go." They had arrived at what Lana could only assume was her room.

"Thanks." She stepped inside. It was… elegant. It was quite large, with ornate furniture covering a hardwood floor. It wasn't exactly her idea of homey.

Sirius turned to go back upstairs to the sanctity of his bedroom. He stopped short when he saw a tall boy with black, messy hair standing in front of him, smiling.

"Harry!" Sirius rushed over to his god son and clapped him on the back. "How's life treating you?" He didn't have to say the words for Harry to understand what he meant.

"The Dursleys are great!" Sirius immediately put up his hand to feel Harry's head. Harry laughed. "No, I mean it. Ever since the end of fifth year, when Moody threatened them, they've been ignoring me as much as possible. Which is the way I like it."

A look of comprehension dawned on Sirius' face. "Wait a minute, it was you that just walked in the front door. Oh bloody hell! I'm sorry, Harry. I'm just a little out of it today."

"Don't worry about it," he paused, "Sirius, something's bothering you." He stated, rather than asked. There was no response. "Sirius…"

"Well, there was this girl. She was amazing. Believe it or not, as luck had it, she loved me. And I loved her. But now she's gone. It's been nineteen years and now a woman, Lana to be precise, shows up and she reminds me so much of her, it hurts."

Harry didn't know how to respond to that. His god father wasn't one to share his feelings so openly. "… Sirius, I never…" He'd never even thought about the possibility of Sirius actually being in a romantic relationship before.

Sirius interrupted his thoughts, "Listen, I'll, uh, see you later Harry. It's good to see you, I'm happy you're home." That being said, Sirius strode down the hall and disappeared up the stairs.