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Chapter 13 part 2:

"What the fuck is she doing here?" Sirius asked, gazing at Olivia who had been standing back behind Lily.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Lily threw back, glaring at him slightly.

"I invited them," James broke in, looking at Lily, in an oddly calm way.

"As I invited her," Lily retorted still looking at Sirius with slightly narrowed eyes.

"Since when do you invite someone from Slytherin up here, more importantly someone like her?" Sirius asked.

Sirius was partly annoyed at himself for getting so worked up about Olivia's presence, knowing he was doing very little to adhere to his, "ignoring her presence" routine that he had adopted over the last few weeks, and he was partly annoyed with Lily that she would be so daft to be hanging out with her, alone.

Lily's eyes flickered slightly, before she said responded, her voice bitingly cool, "Since I needed her help with something, she is a prefect remember."

"Err, I might just get going," Olivia spoke up from where she was standing in the shadows, "I really don't need to hang around such an arrogant, ignorant, bastard."

Sirius glared at her, biting his jaw, hard.

"You're not going anywhere," Lily said, "because otherwise I will make sure McGonagall finds out about the stash of firewhisky and whatever else you have there that you have so woefully hidden."

Remus, James and Peter looked at Lily half stunned that she knew what they had been doing, and half impressed that she was now settling down on the floor between Remus and James, reaching for a bottle of Gillywater behind James, and pouring herself a glass.

Sirius was still however, staring at Olivia, who was returning his gaze. Both of them with looks of dislike in their faces, and looks of defiance.

"Fine," Sirius said, pulling his eyes off Olivia and looking at Lily, "if she stays than I am going."

"No you're not," Lily said calmly, taking a sip from her glass.

Sirius looked at her like she had grown a second head, "Excuse me?"

"You're not going anywhere," Lily repeated, a note of finality in her voice.

Sirius glared at Lily and then rounded on James for support, but he looked so impressed with Lily's attitude, that Sirius decided it was no help. Sirius didn't know whether to storm out, he knew Lily wouldn't really do a lot to stop him, and he thought it would be worth whatever she threw at him or to use this excuse to stay. And he hated the fact that he seemed to be leaning towards the latter. Well, she would have plagued your thoughts anyway, may as well stay and try and drown them and her out.

"Fine," Sirius snapped, grabbing the bottle of Firewhisky and pouring himself a large glass, before throwing it back quickly. He refilled his glass as Olivia sat, somewhat reluctantly between Lily and Remus, looking up at her only when she was saying something under her breath to Lily. Sirius wondered what exactly was going on, they weren't friends as far as he knew, and she didn't strike him as the type of person to sit back and have a few drinks with a bunch of people that hated her so much, just because Lily said so.

Sirius sat and watched as the rest of them tried to overcome the tension that had built in the room since the new arrivals. Lily was talking to James, who Sirius noticed, looked like his opinion of Lily had just climbed another notch, something Sirius didn't think was possible, while Peter sat attempting to listen, but once again looking like he was going to fall asleep. Remus appeared to be making small talk with Olivia, which was typical of Remus, Sirius thought, always wanting to play peacemaker. Sirius however sat and brooded, occasionally sneaking glances at Olivia, who when she wasn't talking to someone, sat quietly tracing her finger around the top of her glass.

It wasn't until rather late in the night, well rather early in the morning, when the other occupants in the room had fallen asleep and most of the alcohol had been consumed, that Sirius and Olivia spoke. And it was probably why Sirius didn't succumb to sleep with everyone else, even if he hated to admit it, and knew the trouble it could cause, he wanted to speak to her.

"If I had of known you would be up here tonight, I would have never have come," She said coolly, looking at him from across where he was lounging on the floor.

"Yeah, well it wasn't exactly a pleasant surprise myself, you know," he responded, trying to keep his voice harsh, despite the fact the amount of alcohol in his system seemed to have drowned the anger he felt towards her, a warning sign that under any other circumstance, Sirius would have regarded with extreme caution.

"Do you ever wonder how much easier it would have been this year, if we went on as we had the last 6 and not have been concerned by the others existence," she asked after a while, surprising him slightly.

"Constantly," he answered, "always nice not to have to be acquainted with another Slytherin, had enough of them in my lifetime."

"Yeah, well self righteous, holier than thou, Gryffindors aren't on the top of my list of

people to get to know either," she retorted, "plus, never been a fan of Blacks."

Sirius raised his eyebrow at her, "Well maybe we have one thing in common. Nice to know my brother leaves such a lovely impression with people other than myself."

"Your brother is worse than you, and that is saying something," Olivia admitted, suprising Sirius slightly. "Although you both view things under a thick cloud of misconception, are both extremely arrogant and both believe your way is right, there isn't much similarity."

"There is no similarity," Sirius answered sharply. He hated thinking of his brother, as well being his brother. When they were younger they were quite close, it wasn't until Sirius left to go to Hogwarts and he became old enough to realise what his family represented, and strove so hard to represent, that they grew apart. Maybe it was because of the two years Regulas spent without him, subjected to his parents' attitude that affected them so much, maybe Regulas was more like them than he ever cared to admit, all he knew was they were no longer close, and no longer considered themselves brothers.

Olivia shrugged, "There is some, as much as you may like to hide it, Sirius, you are a Black."

"I may have the same name, I may look like them, but apart from that, I am not a Black," he snarled. "They don't care for anything but themselves, their social standings, and their purity of blood. They place too much on appearances, rather than finding out the truth, they are so blinded by their prejudices, that they can't see how wrong they are, more importantly they don't care. They are evil, hateful people."

Sirius stared at her defiantly. Much to his dismay, Olivia started chuckling and Sirius hated admitting how favourably it transformed her, "No, nothing like them at all, Black. The whole part about prejudice and generalisation completely not you at all."

"Some generalisations are accurate," Sirius retorted, "and it isn't like you aren't being hypocritical yourself, you have made such large generalisations about a family, from one member."

"Oh, but you see, I have met more than your brother, I am a Slytherin after all," Olivia replied elusively.

"How could I forget," Sirius answered.

The two of them sat there in silence, Sirius mullling over what Olivia had said, thinking about the guilt he still held over his brother, and the hatred he had for his family.

"I should go," Olivia said, breaking Sirius from his thoughts.

"Don't," Sirius said unconsciously, earning a rather surprised look from Olivia. "You will just get me in trouble with Lily," he covered quickly, while mentally kicking himself. Olivia looked at him shrewdly, before settling herself on a couch.

Sirius wasn't sure how, but he eventually drifted off to sleep, once again images of Olivia consuming his brain, though this time, he didn't seem to mind as much.

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The six of them woke in the morning, all looking and feeling worse for wear; Lily a little embarrassed that she had fallen asleep on James while James looked rather pleased with himself. Sirius attempted to ignore Olivia, however he kept throwing what he hoped were inconspicuous glances her way, as they slowly packed up the room and headed down to the Great Hall for breakfast. Olivia walked slightly ahead of them as they got closer to the entrance, so as not to look like she was accompanying them. However, if they had hoped they could make an unnoticeable entry to breakfast that morning, they were sadly mistaken. Nearly every head in the hall turned towards them, as the entered.

"I so swear it wasn't me," Sirius muttered, before realising who exactly had gained them such attention.

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