Hi, I'm sorry I haven't updated for so long, but I was sidetracked by reading Harry Potter, homework, a huge algebra test that I think I failed, homework, doing stuff, and studying. I have been SOO busy! But here is the next chappie:

Sirius (that would be me) walked out of the building. I tried to find James and Lily, but they were nowhere to be seen. I got nervous. Hadn't they told me they'd be right here? Then I remembered that I was know for being a hallucimatic, actually, one who hallucinates a lot. So I turned around and started calling out their names.

"James? Lily?"

Now I was really worried. I walked back to the dark room to see if the guy was still in there. He wasn't. I strode around the corner. Suddenly, I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"AAAAAAHHHHHH!"

"Gosh Sirius, you scream like a girl!" James told me, grinning like a maniac.

"I told you it wasn't a good idea, James," Lily scolded him as she strolled towards us.

"Aww, Lil, you always spoil the fun,' James said jokingly. Lily just smiled and put her arm around James' waist. He leaned towards her and gave her a kiss. I held my hand up in front of my face, grimacing.

"C'mon, Padfoot, its not like you've never seen anyone be snogged before!" James said, muffledly.

"Jamesie boy, if you want to kiss her, do it without me around," I replied.

"Well why are you so squeamish, you must've snogged half the girls in Hogwarts!"

"Yeah well not Lily!"

"He never let you, Sirius," Lily broke in, grinning.

"Yeah, 'cause I wanted you all for myself, didn't I?" James said, grinning himself. He kissed her on the lips again.

"Get a room, will you?" I said, grimacing again.

"Fine, we will," James called over his shoulder as he sauntered away toward the watching pools.

"Well wait for me, I want to see Harry too!" I cried. I ran like a maniac to catch up to them.

"Wait," said a deep voice behind me. I spun around and found myself face-to-face with yet another big dude. Why did heaven have so many treacherous looking guys?

"You have to get your wings and halo now," he said to me. I nodded once again and couldn't believe I had been so daft as to not notice that everyone I had seen there was wearing wings and a halo. I followed him into a large room, not dark like the others I had been in, but sparkling with light. I looked around with my mouth hanging open.

"Dang you've got bad breath," the guy said under his breath.

"What?" I asked, still gazing all around me.

"Nothing," he said hastily.

I was amazed by this wonderful new sight. There were golden halos glittering on the shelves, which sparkled even though no sunlight was coming through the door, or windows, or anything. Above me, set of wings were fluttering round with no purpose in life (or afterlife, I should say!) The big guy caught my attention by coughing not unlike Umbridge. I turned to look at him.

"You will need to be measured for a halo and wins," he said very loudly, even though he was a foot apart from me. I saw the reason for this in a moment. A man who looked not unlike Mr. Ollivander was walking towards us. He stopped in front of me and whipped a tape measure out of his pocket.

"Hmmm," he muttered as the tape measure measured me of its own accord. Around my head, torso, chest, nose, it went. "A size seven halo and size five wings. That should do," he said to the tape measure and it collapsed in a heap on the ground. Mr. Ollivander's lookalike rummaged around the shelves for a halo to fit me. "Aha!" he exclaimed as he found one with a tag that clearly read, "7". He then turned his head to the ceiling and snapped his fingers. A pair of wings flew down towards him and hovered at his side, waiting expectantly. He looked at them, looked at me, and decided to roughly squish them over my head. I squirmed and noticed that they seemed to fit perfectly. He then stuck the halo on top of my head, adjusting it so it wasn't crooked. He dusted off his hands and stood back to admire his handiwork. He nodded at the other big guy and walked away. The big guy started to walk towards the door we had just come in. I marched quickly after him to keep up. He turned to look at me and shook his head. "You go that way," he said, pointing towards the other end of the huge building. I nodded and started the long walk over there. Just as I was exiting the door, a pair of arms engulfed me in a rib-cracking hug.

Ha hahahaha. Thought I'd leave you with a little cliffhanger right there. Now, if you don't mind, leave a review telling me who the person hugging him should be. I have a few ideas, but I always like input from the readers! Thanks