"Newbie." Came the husky snarl from right behind him.

Sirius jumped slightly and whirled around. At the table closest to the doors he had been shoved through by the guard, sat a girl about his age, who was staring at him with piercing green eyes that seemed to see through him. She had long, waist-length, dark red hair which was impossibly matted, and appeared to have not been washed in weeks. The girl had overgrown fingernails with chipped red polish, a stark contrast to her skin so pale it was almost translucent. At the same time that her impenetrable gazed sent a jolt of fear through him, a sense of intrigue also took over him; she seemed familiar, somehow.

"Black." The girl rasped, still staring at him, unblinking.

Sirius' eyes widened. "Excuse me?"

"Black, Sirius. Patient X-8-6-A-A-4-2. Classification: Hostile, Violent, Deranged Level 1A. Solution: sedation, electroshock, experimental exploitation. Property of Special Proj and Ops Division. Remanded to Hi-Sec Ward, indefinitely. Status: TTNV. Incarceration Code: 7-4-7-4-8-7." The girl suddenly rattled off in a flat tone.

"TTNV?" Sirius repeated.

"Two Timer, Newbie Veteran." The girl clarified. Suddenly she smiled. "Welcome."

Sirius felt chilled. "Um, how did you know all that stuff…about me?"

She held out one finger and gestured for him to come closer. Hesitantly, Sirius took the vacated seat next to her. The girl leaned very close to his face, and whispered to him conspiratorially: "I can hack into anyone's ID bracelet." She said, and pointed to the tiny black bracelet encircling Sirius' left ankle. "They don't know it, but I have that kind of power. Don't tell." She put her finger over her lips. "Shh."

Sirius gaped at her. "And do you know what all that stuff that you read means?"

"Sure. I ain't a DL – 1A, like you."

"A what?"

The girl rolled her eyes. "Deranged Level 1A, utmost level, incurably, irredeemably deranged."

"What are you then?"

"All my stats?"

"Why not?"

"Evans, Lily, Patien—"

"Lily Evans?" Sirius exclaimed. A jolt of shock tinged with abject fear spread though his body, making him feel suddenly all too cold.

"Shh!" The girl hissed. "You're gonna get the guards on us both."

"But you can't be Lily Evans."

"Why not?" The girl asked calmly.

"Because I know Lily Evans, and you are not her. We go to Hogwarts together!"

The girl threw back her head and laughed. "Hogwarts! You? Impossible! No wonder you're 1A. Must be a Hal-Del Combo."

"A what?"

"Hallucination-Delusion. You must have both. Damn you're crazy."

"OK, let's just say you're Lily Evans. What's the rest of your…stats or whatever?"

The girl, Lily, laughed. "Yes, let's just say I am who I say I am. Evans, Lily. Patient Y-9-5-Z-Z-1-0. Classification: Hostile, Deranged Level 1Z. Solution: constant sedation, experimental exploitation. Joint Property of Divisions Special Proj and Ops and Criminal Control. Remanded to Hi-Sec Ward, indefinitely. Status: FTJO-PE. Incarceration Code: 5-4-5-9."