A/N: Okay well now here we have the second ending. Personally I like this one better. Why? Purely cause I love older Sirius :) It's also ripe for angst and melodrama. Heh. Unlike the first ending, this one will be in three parts... at least. It's a bit longer.

I also start vacation from work tomorrow for a week. So I'll probably update this and all my other stories quicker then normal :)

Enjoy, and please review

Ending 2 Part 1

"Sirius..." Serena sniffed, not surprised at all to find tears in her own eyes. After all she cried all the time lately. "I love you, but I have to go home. I wouldn't worry. With the way time is, it's likely you'll forget who I even was." She tried to smile, but it broke at the serious look on his face.

"That's stupid. Screw the way time is, if you go, I won't forget you."He said this rather petulantly, so that Serena laughed, even as she cried. She flew into his arms and hugged him tightly, finding herself being embraced just as tightly. Her face was covered in kisses, just as Sirius' was. Finally though she pulled away from him, and with a rather watery grin said goodbye. Before she could lose her nerve to leave, she ran out the door.

She ran out of the school completely, and on the lawn drew out the time turner, staring at it as teardrops fell onto it, unbidden from her eyes. She took a deep breath though and turned it forward, staring around her as the world started to change, until she was finally back where she had started, if outside instead.

She looked up and found Dumbledore staring at her rather too kindly, and before she could control it, she threw herself into his arms, crying.

"So you've returned back to your time again." He said it rather simply. With that statement Serena knew that he remembered who she was, and knew what she had done. She looked up at him sharply though.

"You're still alive?" Hope and excitement ceased her tears and she smiled brightly. "Is everyone okay? Harry, Hermione, Lily, James, Remus... Sirius?" She shook her head. "Do they even know who I am?"

"All of them are fine. And as far as I know they know you. At least you seemed to be good friends with Harry and the rest during your fifth year. I don't know what you changed, but I shall assume it went as you planned?" He looked at her rather sternly then, not really approving of changing the past, but then he didn't remember what she did anymore.

Letting out an excited scream, she once again threw herself on Dumbledore, though far happier this time.

"I have one question for you though... What are you going to do about the people you left behind in the past?"

Serena made her way up to the Gryffindor common room pondering Dumbledore's last question. There had been no real answer for it. What would she do? There would be serious questions if she saw James, Lily or any of them again. After all she had known them when they were just seventeen. And here she was twenty years later, and still seventeen. Why did they have to remember her at all she thought angrily. But instantly she denied that idea. She was happy they remembered her, they were her friends, and even twenty years later that was still true. To her at least.

When she entered the common room, she was a little disappointed to not see Lily and Remus at the table doing homework, or James and Sirius perched in armchairs by the fire, discussing their latest ideas for a prank. Instead the room was occupied by a bunch of younger students who knew Serena well enough to say hello, but none she considered great friends. Her last year at Hogwarts was not going to be pleasant...

"Serena, you had a letter come by Owl for you a little while ago." A boy she vaguely remembered was called Stefan handed her a letter, his face had a slight rosy tint to it. She mumbled her thanks and his face went redder before he hurried off again. Ignoring it, she opened the letter and her face split into a big grin.

You are Invited to the Wedding of:

Hermione Granger

to

Ronald Weasley

The event will take place at the Burrows this Saturday at 1

PS. Rena, we got permission for you to come from Dumbledore. Get here

on Friday night. I need to fit you with a bridesmaid's dress. Like we talked about!

-Hermione

Serena's mind then started to recall, what she never remembered before her foray into time. That Ron was of COURSE still alive, and that they were being married just this Saturday. She wasn't sure how it was working, but her brain was almost living in two different times. Remembering what was real now, and what HAD been real only recently.

She was overjoyed for her friends, and this anticipation for the weekend made her week fly by quickly, even though she didn't have any close friends around her anymore, and even though her classes were exceedingly boring. After all she had already lived through one seventh year, albeit one twenty years ago. She spent so much time thinking about the wedding, that she failed to think about who else would be attending that wedding.

Friday after her last class, Serena was called to Dumbledore's office.

"We'll travel by Floo Powder to the Burrows." He smiled at her and let her take the powder first.

She stood in the fireplace and with a clear and strong voice said. "The Burrows"

She fell out of the fireplace, coughing out the dust and getting straight on her feet, but was only sent flying back a second later. Her knees had decided to stop working.

Standing in front of her was Sirius Black, looking at her like she was the last thing he had expected to see step out of the fireplace. She swallowed hard, hoping and dreading at once, that he might have forgotten who she was. Even during this state though she managed to get a really good look at him. He was twenty years older, but he didn't look much different from when she had last seen him, his hair had a touch of gray, that was sure and there were a few lines around his eyes, but other then that he was exactly the same. Harry's description of him no longer held. But that wasn't surprising her brain piped in. In this reality he had never going to Azkaban, he had never been a fugitive. He had been able to watch his godson grow up. And then her brain also made sure to mention that she HAD met him before, in this new reality, as her friend's godfather. She nervously dropped her eyes to the ground and started to rub the ring on her right hand with her thumb.

A cough behind her made her realize where she was, and she turned to see Dumbledore standing in the fireplace, waiting for her to move. She moved to the side, smiling sheepishly at her Headmaster.

"Sorry sir. I got a little... confused." She shrugged, and tried to ignore the fact that Sirius was still staring at her.

"Ah Sirius." Dumbledore went forward and clapped the younger man on the back. "Delighted to see you. You of course know Miss Strangeblood here. She's here as a bridesmaid for Miss Granger. So wonderful to see two people in love..." He paused there, and Serena's eyes widened in shock, Sirius' doing the same, "...getting married like this." He finished, and both people laughed until they heard each other and went silent again.

Dumbledore then abandoned Serena and swept out of the room, saying he was going to pay respects to the couple and their families.

A few minutes passed, with neither person choosing to say anything. The young auburn haired girl shuffled nervously, not sure how to deal now with the person only last week she had been telling she loved. Then again that was twenty years in the past.

"Ah... I had better go find Hermione. She wants to get me fitted for a dress. It's nice seeing you again Mr. Black." Serena opted to go with the polite approach, since she wasn't sure where things stood now. She tried to hurry past the inky haired man, but his hand reached out and grabbed her right arm. He brought the hand up to his eye level, still without saying a word, and he looked at the ring on her finger rather judiciously.

"You know..." He started, and Serena was amazed to feel tingles go up her spine at the sound of his voice, still the same voice she remembered. "I wondered why this ring never worked over the last seventeen years. I thought you were alive, so you had to have the ring." He smiled slightly, but Serena knew him well enough to see the bitter slant to his lips. "Until I met you two years ago. You didn't remember me at all. You'll probably remember the ass I made of myself when I saw you. Until I noticed you didn't have the ring. Only then did my rather thick skull get it through that you had come back in time when you were seventeen..." He let his hand drop down, but kept her hand firmly in his grip.

Serena's mind, a little groggy from the feel of Sirius' hand on hers, started to recall that first encounter she had with the older Mr. Black. He had indeed acted strangely when he saw her, yelling her name and giving her a rather tight hug. But then soon after he had distanced himself from her. Back then Serena had thought it was just his strange behavior. Harry had always said his godfather was a tad bit strange. Now though she could recognize what had happened.

"I'm sorry..." She sniffed slightly, annoyed to have tears at her eyes again. She wiped them away furiously. "I have been crying ALL the time lately." She muttered. Gaining a grip on her feelings she looked up at Sirius, staring into his grey eyes. "I'm really sorry. This is why I said you should have forgotten me. Then you wouldn't have had to spend all that time thinking about someone who was so much younger then you, and didn't even remember you."

"And you of course can't love someone who's twenty years older then you..." Sirius said softly, dropping her hand. Serena's heart tightened considerably, feeling the same way she had when he had said she didn't need him all that time ago... or had it been just six months ago. She was getting too confused by all this.

"You're Harry's godfather!" She said angrily, shaking her head. "This has to do with how improper it is for me to have feelings for one of my good friend's godparent?"

The grin that appeared on Sirius' face was instantly recognizable to Serena.

"So you still have feelings for me?" He asked, ignoring like always everything he didn't care to hear. She should have been angry with him, but it was really too hard to do.

"You really are dense Padfoot." She smirked. "If I said I loved you when you were seventeen, and for me that was only... a week ago... then the chances are that I still love you. Even if you are sooooooo much older then me."

He snorted, "Who says that I'm too old? I'm only 38 you know."

"Well then, that's completely different. After all you're still in your thirties, if barely. And only twenty years older then me." She rolled her eyes at him, pushing her hair out of her face. "Too bad for you that it's still frowned upon by most people for a 38 year old mean to fancy a girl still in school? Especially his godson's friend. What would Harry think?" She meant all this as a joke, but she hissed softly as she saw Sirius's face fall. "Sirius..." She said softly, reaching a hand out to calm him, but he danced back out of her reach.

"Hermione is upstairs, second room on the right. Ginny and Luna are up there already." Without another word he turned and left the kitchen.

She stood there rather dumbstruck for a few moments before pulling herself together and ascending the stairs to where Hermione was.

Nothing seemed to be going well at all. When Serena had gone back in time, the purpose had been to save her friend's future. And that had been accomplished. From what Dumbledore had filled her in Voldemort had been defeated quite awhile back from a combined efforts from the now living Potters, Sirius, Remus and Dumbledore. So apparently Harry's future hadn't been the only thing changed by making the Potters live, instead it had good results for everyone else as well, which was good. So the original purpose of the trip had been fulfilled splendidly. It was just the unexpected problems. Namely Serena's falling in love with Sirius, and the problems with his age and his relationship with her friend Harry.

"Maybe this is for the best..." Serena sighed, denying that thought even as it passed her lips.