AN: so here we are in chapter 6! Wow I'm surprised I got this far lol. So as I promised, this next chapter is a bit of a change. It's from our lovely Sirius' POV.

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Disclaimer: the usual statement…I don't own it.

From SIRIUS' POV (miracles happen every day ne?)

:Chapter 6: Midnight Chat:

I entered my dormitory silently, still contemplating what had happened a few seconds before. Actually, it was more like I was contemplating what had been happening since that night…the night before the train ride back to Hogwarts.

Everything seemed like such a mess. Kat was more distant than she had ever been before. It felt strange, foreign almost to me. Although, it hadn't happened overnight; it had been more of a growing thing that had been getting stronger with each passing year. But I hadn't expected it to go this far.

At first, I thought it was the natural thing to happen. Kat was getting more friends and so was I. We were both surrounded by crowds of people every day, so I figured that this was what was supposed to happen. But I never thought I would completely lose her. Never. Kat and I had always shared this bond that had never been broken all these years, even when we were little. It seemed almost against the law to think that now we were so far apart from each other. Not physically, of course, I argued, trying to be philosophical. It just felt like everything was all wrong.

Part of me reasoned that this whole thing was just me overreacting and that I should concern myself more with what was going on now, and not something that has already passed. There was this other voice in my head though, (yes I had lowered myself to listening to voices), that stated that I was being done a serious injustice here! Kat was, or at least had been, my best friend since before I could remember. She was always there, the one constant shoulder to lean on, the one ray of sunshine I had. She knew me better than anyone…and understood me. Or at least I thought so. So why the separation of ways then?

Whatever the reason, it had been bugging the crap out of me all summer, and finally got to the point of me dragging myself over to her house that night to confront her. Which resulted in me making an even bigger mess of things, as the words got all jumbled and made absolutely no sense whatsoever! That night, I lost my nerve, and only served to embarrass myself and confuse Kat. I realized then that something would have to be done sooner or later (though I hoped that it would be later, due to my extreme loss of ego that night). Even as I realize now that all I'm doing is making a deeper hole than when I started, I still can't bring myself to talk to her.

I laughed softly to myself. I, the great Sirius Black, was afraid of having a conversation with my best friend. Of all the things to be scared of! What was I afraid that she would say? I realized that it was foolish. I realized that I wasn't helping the situation. I realized that had been standing in the dark for about five minutes now arguing with the voices in my head.

Shaking my head, and wondering if living with my crackpot relatives was finally driving me over the edge, I walked over and lay on my bed, though I knew sleep would not come for me this night.

"Whassa matter with you, Padfoot?" I started at the voice. Sheesh, and here I thought everyone was asleep!

"Nothing, Prongsie, don't you fret," I replied jauntily, smirking in the darkness. I heard the rustling of covers.

"Don't give me that crap, Sirius, something's wrong. Something's been wrong. You just refuse to talk about it, even with us, your fellow trustworthy marauders!" I groaned inwardly as James made his way out of his bed and came to sit down on mine.

"I'm fine ok! What could possibly be wrong with me? I'm back at Hogwarts, land of pranks, Quidditch, and girls! Everything's fine!"

"Sure it is," James retorted, "Except for the fact that you forgot to leave out one part."

"Which part?" I replied innocently, hoping inwardly he'd get ticked off and drop the subject.

"The part about you and Kat." James replied smoothly.

Crap. So maybe I wasn't doing such a great job of masking what I was thinking. I kicked myself inwardly. "There's nothing going on between me and Kat," I responded, hoping to salvage this mess and turn the conversation to a less messy (and less emotional) track.

"I know! But I know that she's bothering you in some way!" James exclaimed, then lowered his voice to avoid waking Remus and Peter who were still snoring on their side of the room. I stared at him for a few seconds.

"You're nutters, you know that?" I stated.

"I am not!" James hissed back, "Come on, then, what's wrong! You and Kat used to be close! She used to hang around with us and everything! Now you're both acting like you don't even know each other, and refusing to even acknowledge each others existence on some occasions!"

Sometimes James was pretty smart. Sometimes he was a little too smart for his own good. "She is still my friend." I stated. I trailed off after that though. I couldn't think of anything else to say in my defense. Yes, she was my friend…we just weren't very friendly toward each other at the moment.

"Uh huh." James stated, clearly unconvinced. "So, once you're done playing 'let's hide what's bothering me' will you tell me what's wrong?"

I shot him a glare and opened my mouth to protest. To tell him I wasn't lying, that everything was fine, and that he wasn't being a very good friend himself for not believing me. Then I sighed. Who was I kidding?

"I don't know what's wrong, honestly." I started. This much was true. I had no idea how things got the way they were.

"What an enlightening comment," James said sarcastically.

"Shut up!" I shot back, punching him on the arm.

"Ow! So this is the thanks I get for being a good and noble friend and trying to help?" he asked, rubbing his sore arm.

"Yep, now quit whining!" I said, a triumphant grin on my face. He gave a playful sneer and then stared at me expectantly.

"So?"

"Buttons."

"What?" said James perplexed.

"Buttons," I said, giving him a know-it-all look, "You sew buttons! Anyone knows that."

"Sirius," James said slowly, "if you don't stop dragging this out, and tell me what's been bothering you, things are going to get ugly."

"You're already ugly."

"SIRIUS!"

"Oh, fine!" I pouted. "It's just…I miss Kat…I guess. We haven't been as close as we used to be, and now it's all one big mess, and I don't know what to do about it."

"Use some cheesy romantic lines like you use on all the other girls to smooth things over?" said James enthusiastically. I glared. "Or not," he added as an afterthought.

"And now I have to do this Divination project with her, and it's not helping matters any," I continued.

"Have you tried talking to her about this?"

"Yeah…once." I replied, grimacing at the thought of my failed attempt. James raised an eyebrow incredulously.

"You haven't even talked to her about it! Well then why not do that! Sheesh, Sirius, and I thought this was something…well…serious!"

"It is serious!" I snapped at him, "I don't know how to go about talking to her!"

"What! You mean to tell me that you can petition any number of girls for dates and god knows what else, but you can't go up to your best friend and say 'hey can we sit and talk for awhile'?" James said, in shock.

"You make it sound like I'm a tease."

"Aren't you?"

"I don't know. I will have to think about that one later." I shrugged, brushing the matter off for another day.

"So what are you gonna do? Talk to her maybe?" James asked.

"I don't know. I guess I'll have to. It just seems weird, you know? I feel like there's a wall where there shouldn't be one."

"Well that's not good!"

"Thank you, Captain Obvious." I responded dryly.

"I'm being serious!" said James.

"Well, you shouldn't do that. Being Sirius is my job." I countered coolly.

"Git."

"Prat."

"Looney."

"I have an idea." Both of us startled at the voice that interrupted our 'conversation'. Guess we weren't being quiet enough, I thought wistfully, hiding a smile.

"Yes, Moony?" I asked sweetly.

"Any idea from you is welcome!" James piped up.

Remus turned over in his bed to face us, "Why don't both of you go to sleep? You know, sleep, rest, slumber? It's what you're supposed to be doing at this time of night anyway. It's quite enjoyable." There was a bit of a drawl in his voice as he spoke. Clearly he wasn't happy about being woken up in the middle of the night.

"Ok, fine, we'll sleep," I said.

"But just this once," James added.

"And only because you are our most special friend!"

"And we don't want you to hurt us."

There came a sigh from the general direction of Remus' bed. "Oh, whatever. I'm tired. Go to sleep." He said. We snickered under our breaths for a few seconds. Irritating Moony was so much fun.

"So yeah." James said softly so as not to disturb Remus, "Try talking with Kat tomorrow. It's a shame you two are falling out. I really liked her."

"eh?"

"She's nice," James stated, "Easy to get along with, not pushy and rude like my dearest Lilykins!" he seemed to go into a trance after that. Go figure. Everything always came back to Lily somehow.

"So are you saying you prefer Kat to Lily?" I suggested slyly.

"What? No!" James snapped back to reality, "I'm just saying Kat's a nice person. Don't you worry Paddie, one of these days I shall break down that barrier that my precious Lily has around her and get her to love and worship me!"

And so we were back to Lily again. "I'm going to bed." I said, exhausted. James nodded and went back to his own bed. I lay down and shut my eyes. Peter was still snoring loudly on the other end of the room. Jeez, that guy could sleep through anything. I guess it's a good thing though, since midnight chats like these tend to get kind of noisy.

Although I was glad that I got to talk to James about this, I still wasn't feeling any better than I had to start with. I guess the only thing I could do now was wait for an opportune time to talk to Kat. Maybe she was feeling this strange distance too?

But what if she wasn't? What if it was only me? Would she laugh? Or maybe she felt the distance, but didn't care. Maybe she truly wanted nothing to do with me anymore…

My head was spinning. Probably from overtiredness. Or from that potion that I drank as a dare…hmm maybe next time I should ask what's in it before taking the dare? I clinched my eyes shut, and tried to focus more on sleep and less on spinning.

A divination project. This was going to be great. Wish someone would divine what Kat's response is going to be to all of this…

AN: Yeay! Another chapter completed! So my threat still stands…review or no updates! I rather liked messing around with Sirius' POV, it was fun. So tell me what u thought! Thankz for all the people who have already reviewed, u guys rock!