A/N: Hi!!! I'm back!! Sorry for the delay …. Chapter six, as promised!!

DISCLAIMER: JKR owns it all. No doubt some Python and West Wing sneaked in somehow!

Chapter 6: Wibbles.

Later that night, Lena and Sirius were sitting in the common room, tossing a small ball to one another in silence. It was a comfortable silence, at least until Sirius threw the ball a little wide and it hit a lamp, sending it to the floor.

"Oops," he said, grinning sheepishly. "Is it ok?"

"I don't know," Lena replied sarcastically. "It depends whether or not it was in five pieces to begin with."

"Ha. Ha. Ha. Can you fix it?" he asked.

"Reparo," she said, pointing her wand at the lamp, and the lamp was restored to its original one-piece state.

"Oi, Padfoot, are you trying to knock down the entire tower?" came a voice from the boy's staircase. Sirius looked up to see James, Remus and Peter coming down the staircase.

"No, just the lamps," Lena answered for Sirius. The three boys sat down on the couches and chairs.

"D'you know what just hit me?" Remus asked no-one in particular.

"Whatever it was I bet it didn't hit you half hard enough," Peter joked.

"Funny," Remus replied sarcastically. "No, I just realized that we, apart from Padfoot, that is, know nothing about our future Chaser." Lena blushed.

"How do you know that I'll make the team?" she asked.

"'Cos Padfoot said you're good," James said matter-of-factly.

"Well, he could be talking through his ar—" she started to protest.

"Language, Lee!" Sirius said in a mother-like voice.

"How many times do I have to say it? Don't call me Lee!" she exclaimed.

"But Lena's such a long name!" Sirius protested.

"Do you think so?" Lena asked the others. They shrugged. "Well, I don't," she went on. "My name's already been shortened, anyway. I have a nickname – Lena. So use it."

"You get to call me 'Siri'," Sirius argued. "And I have a nickname, too. It's Padfoot."

"Yeah, but that's their nickname for you. Siri's mine," she said.

"How is that different?" Sirius asked.

"Everyone knows why I'm called Lena. It's short for Helena. But no-one knows why you call each other them nicknames," she said, and the boys exchanged nervous glances. They hoped she wouldn't ask why they used the nicknames Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs; they wouldn't be able to answer her, at least not truthfully. "Don't worry," she reassured them. "I won't ask how you got those nicknames. Moony? And Prongs? I don't want to know!"

"It's nothing like that," James said quickly.

"Yeah, ok," she said. "I've told you, I don't want to know."

"Anyway, do I get to call you Lee or not?" Sirius asked.

"Not," she answered shortly.

"Ok, so far we've learned that she doesn't like being called 'Lee.' What age are you?" Remus asked.

"I'll be seventeen on the first of October," she answered.

"You're young!" James exclaimed.

"Not that young!" she shot back. "When's your birthday?"

"January," he replied.

"I'm only nine months younger than you," she said.

"Anyway, any brothers or sisters?" Peter asked.

"No, just lil' ol' me," she answered.

"Where do you live?" James wanted to know.

"Wainscotting, in Dorset," she answered.

"Parents names?" Remus enquired.

"Mum's Helen, I'm named after her … well, kinda. She's a witch and works for Sirius' mum at the Daily Prophet. Dad's name is Matthew, he's a Muggle. He teaches history and English at the local secondary school. He's not boring, like Binns, though. He loves teaching me about Muggle literature and history and stuff. I used to think it was boring, but it wasn't that bad this summer, we had fun, didn't we, Siri?" Sirius nodded.

"Future sons name?" Peter asked.

"Hmm … Michael, Eric, Graham, John or Terry," she answered. Sirius grinned.

"Monty Python," he said, rolling his eyes. "I should've guessed." The other boys exchanged puzzled glances. "A very funny Muggle TV show you pure-blood types wouldn't know about."

"You're a pure-blood too," James reminded him.

"But you lot have never tasted Muggle culture like I have," Sirius said.

"Can we get back to the interrogation?" Remus asked. "Future daughters name?"

"Meghan, or maybe Emma," Lena answered. "How many questions are you going to ask?"

"Enough," James replied. "What's your Quidditch team?" Sirius looked up at this.

"Yeah, I never asked you that!" he exclaimed.

"Easy," Lena replied. "There's only one team worth anything in the league."

"Magpies," Remus offered.

"Wasps," Peter argued.

"Tornadoes," Sirius added.

"None of them," Lena said. "Puddlemere."

"Too right!" James said. Then, having discovered that they were both Puddlemere United fans, they felt it necessary to start singing an impromptu chorus of 'Beat Back Those Bludgers, Boys, and Chuck that Quaffle Here.'

"Rrriiiggghhhtt," Sirius, Remus and Peter said when they'd finished.

"Oh, shut up," Lena said, more to Sirius than the others. "You support the Tornadoes."

"Excuse me," Sirius said. "May I remind you of the greatest Seeker in History, Roderick Plumpton, who played for the Tornadoes?"

"No, 'cos that was ages ago," James said.

"He holds the record for the fastest catch ever," Sirius said, as proud as if he'd made the catch himself.

"Can anyone say 'fluke'?" Lena said sarcastically.

"It was not a fluke!" Sirius said defensively. "He meant for it to go up his sleeve."

"Sure, Sirius. And my hair's orange," Remus said.

"That can be arranged," Sirius replied, a wicked grin spreading across his face. Lena yawned. "I'm sorry, are we boring you?"  He went on.

"No, I'm just tired," she said. "I'm going to bed. 'Night, Siri."

"What, don't we get nicknames?" Remus asked.

"No," she said, smiling. "Siri's special. G'night." She disappeared up the girl's staircase.

"Oooh, Padfoot, did you hear that?" Remus teased. "'Siri's special'!"

"Oh, bugger off. We're friends," Sirius maintained.

"How come you never told me she was a Puddlemere supporter?" James asked.

"Cos I didn't know," he answered. "The subject never came up. That's odd, considering all the Quidditch we played. She didn't have any posters in her room or anything."

"Her room," Peter asked, raising his eyebrows.

"Yes, I was in her bedroom," Sirius said casually. "What about it?"

"And do we want to know what you did in her room?" James asked.

"We listened to music. We ate Fizzing Whizbees. That's it. Oh, apart from the all night shagging sessions, that is," Sirius finished sarcastically.

*****

"So, did the lads give you a hard time about me last night?" Lena whispered to Sirius the next morning in Transfiguration.

"Howd'ya guess?" he replied. "Well, not really, they only asked whether or not we were … you know." Lena noticed that the three boys were listening closely to the conversation.

"I hope you didn't tell them about the shagging," she said, winking.

"Oh, no," Sirius said. "That's our secret." He winked back. Lena glanced over at the boys. They were staring over, their mouths hanging open. Lena and Sirius burst into silent laughter.

"Had you for a second!" Lena said. James stuck his tongue, and McGonagall chose that moment to look down.

"Potter!" she said sternly. "Kindly act like an adult in this class!" Sirius and Lena laughed harder. Lily shot James a smug look, and elbowed Lena.

"What's with you?" Lily asked.

"Tell you later," Lena replied, trying to adopt a serious face before McGonagall turned around again. After Transfiguration, the girls had Arithmancy.

In the Arithmancy class, Lily put her bag on her desk and turned to Lena.

"Tell me what you were laughing about, then," Lily said. "Hurry, before Smellywelly gets here."

"Now, Lily, you know her name's Snellynelly," Lena said.

"Like that's any better," Ally remarked.

"What was so funny in Transfiguration?" Lily asked again. Lena explained all about the conversation the night before.

"… and I guessed Siri'd said it, joking, so I said it, and for a split second, they believed it. It was sooo funny. Then James stuck his tongue out at us 'cos we were laughing at him, and McGonagall caught him," she finished.

"Oh," Lily said, trying to hide the nagging feeling that her friend was leaving her behind. But she couldn't hide anything from Lena.

"I'm not replacing you, Lilz!" Lena said. "They'll never be my best friend like you."

"You're really close to Sirius, though …," Lily said.

"Yeah, but he's not my best friend," Lena said.

"Then what is he?" Kim asked. Lena frowned. She didn't really know what Sirius was. She felt differently about him than she felt about everyone else. He was funny. And he could be sweet sometimes, with all that 'Lee' stuff. And he was cute, especially with those puppy-dog eyes …

"Mork calling Orson," Ally said, waving her hand in front of Lena's face.

"Sorry," Lena said, snapping back to reality. "I kinda … zoned out."

"Yeah, you did," Lily said.

"Were you thinking about Sirius?" Kim teased.

"Well, I was trying to think what he is," Lena said.

"Yeah, I've often wondered whether or not the boys were humans," Ally said.

"That's not what I meant," Lena said. "I meant that if he's not my best friend, what is he?"

"And?" Lily asked.

"Well, he's really funny, and cute—" Lena started, and the girls exchanged fearful looks.

"Oh, no!" Lily exclaimed, and felt Lena's forehead.

"What?" Lena asked, bewildered.

"Say 'aah'," Lily instructed. Lena obliged, and Lily proceeded to check Lena's throat, her eyes, and her pulse.

"Oh, no, it's worse than I feared!" Lily exclaimed dramatically.

"What is it?" Lena asked, but at that moment, professor Snellynelly entered. After class, Lena asked again.

"You have a very bad case of SBS," Lily said, and Lena looked confused.

""What?" she asked again.

"Sirius Black Syndrome. A dreaded, contagious disease that often sweeps Hogwarts, affecting most of the female population," Lily explained.

"And some of the males," Ally added.

"Oh, no!" Lena said, clasping her hand to her forehead melodramatically.

"I know!" Kim said. "You've gone mad!" Lena smiled.

"Quick," Lily said. "Say something!"

"Wibble," Lena said. They gathered up their bags and started to walk to lunch.

"What's your name?" Ally asked.

"Wibble," Lena answered.

"What's two plus two?" Kim asked.

"A wibble," Lena said.

"Where do you live?" Lily asked.

"Wainscotting," Lena said.

"Eh?" Lily said, surprised at actually getting a real answer.

"A small village on Mars, located just outside the capital city, Wibble," Lena went on. As they passed the Muggle Studies classroom, they four boys were leaving.

"Hey, Lena," Sirius called. "Are you going to lunch?"

"No thanks, I'm off to Hartlepool to buy some exploding trousers!" she replied.

"Yay!" Sirius said. "She's on a sugar high!" He caught up with her. "Cluck, cluck, gibber gibber!" he exclaimed.

"My old man's a mushroom!" she replied.

"Oh-oh, what have I done?" Lily said.

"Mad her mad," Ally said.

"Mad as a bicycle," Lena added.

Oh, Lena," Remus said at lunch. "We have Quidditch practice tonight, so we'll probably be deciding on a date to hold the trials."

"Good," Lena said nervously.

"You'll be fine," Lily said. "You're excellent.

"Yet another person who has 100% confidence in you," Sirius pointed out.

"Wish I could say the same for myself," Lena commented.

*****

"Friday?" Lena asked for the fifth time.

"Yes, Lena, trials are on Friday," Sirius said.

"I can't wait," she said, forcing a smile.

*****

"Bloody bastards," Lena muttered, pacing around the dressing room. "They left me 'till last to make me sweat. When I get my hands on them, I'll –"

"Lena, you're up!" James called. She walked onto the pitch and mounted her broom. She flew up to James and Remus.

"First, you'll have to try to get the Quaffle from us and score past Shay," Remus said, pointing to the Keeper.

"Nervous?" James asked.

"I'd be a whole lot less nervous if you hadn't put me up last," she replied.

"We did it in alphabetical order," Remus maintained. "W was the last letter."

"You just let Hillary Zankman go in front of me!" Lena exclaimed.

"Sirius' idea, don't ask us," Remus said. "You ready?" Lena nodded and Remus took off with the Quaffle. Lena darted after him, and grabbed the ball. She raced to the hoops and threw the Quaffle.

"Go on," she urged. "No, don't save it!" The Keeper dived, but missed. "Yes!" she hissed, and swiveled around. She saw James and Remus gaping at her. She caught Sirius' eye on the ground, and he grinned.

"Good," James said. "Lets go again." James took the Quaffle and flew away. Lena came up on his left side, marking him closely. He was aware of her presence, and he was cautious. Suddenly she dropped a few feet and he turned to see where she was gone, confused. She appeared on his right suddenly, and grabbed the Quaffle from him, taking him completely by surprise, while Lena shot forward, and scored again.

"Wow!" he exclaimed. "Where did you learn that?"

"Mum taught me," Lena said.

"It's excellent!" James said. Lena blushed. Remus tossed her the Quaffle.

"Here, I'll tackle you," he said.

"Yeah, you'd like that, wouldn't you?" she said, grinning.

"Why wouldn't I?" he replied. "You try to get to James." James flew about halfway down the field, and Lena flew towards him, ducking and diving to avoid Remus. She succeeded, and threw the ball to James.

"Well done!" Remus exclaimed. "Padfoot was right!"

"Well, there's a first time for everything, I suppose," Lena said.

"You're definitely on the team," Remus said. "I don't think the others will have any objections." They touched down and James called the rest of the team over.

"So what do you think?" he asked them. Lena looked around at the other members of the team. Apart from Sirius, Remus, and James, there were two other boys and one girl.

"Her, definitely," the Keeper said.

"I agree. No contest," said the other male.

"I'd love another girl on the team," the girl said, smiling.

"Yay!" Sirius exclaimed. "You did it, Lee!" He hugged her and she smiled.

"Don't call me Lee," she said automatically.

"Sorry," Sirius said. "Everyone, this is Helena White. Call her Lena, she's touchy about that." Lena swatted at his head but he ducked. "Lena, this is Shay Given, the Keeper," he said, pointing to a tall black-haired boy with a rather tight haircut. "This is Derek Hart, my fellow Beater," he went on, pointing to a muscular sixth year with brown hair. "And this is our Seeker, Rachael Wells," he finished, pointing to the girl, who was short with blonde hair.

"Hi," Lena said, and smiled. "I have to go tell the girls," she said. "Bye! And thanks!" She ran over to the stands. "I got it! I'm on the team!!" she squealed.

"I knew you would!" Lily exclaimed. "Congratulations."

"Thanks," Lena said.

"Did we see Sirius hugging you?" Kim asked.

"Depends when you were looking," Lena replied sarcastically.

"Oooh, Lena and Sirius, sitting in a tree!" Ally teased.

"Shut it," Lena retorted. "Lilz, what time are we leaving tomorrow?"

"We're floo-ing from the Three Broomsticks to the Leaky Cauldron," Lily said. "Then we're taking the underground to Goodge Street." Lena shrugged.

"You're the Londoner," Lena shrugged. "I'll trust you to know where we're going."

"And then we're going shopping," Lily said.

"That part I like. Muggle London or Diagon Alley?" Lena asked.

"Both," Lily said.

"Goodie," Lena said. "I need to get some things. I could do with more clothes."

"Who couldn't?" Kim said.

"And Puddlemere robes," Lena added. "I've been saving up for ages and I can finally afford them!"

"Are you two going to go wild in London?" Ally asked.

"Yeah!" Lena said. "I'll come back with a tattoo and a piercing."

"You wouldn't!" Lily exclaimed.

"I would!" Lena said.

"You wouldn't," Ally said.

"I would!" Lena insisted.

"Prove it," Kim said.

"Fine," Lena insisted. "I will. There happens to be a tattoist on Diagon Alley. I will get it done there."

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A/N: Sorry this was so short, I was busy with tests n stuff.

Next chappie … Lena and Lily go shopping … Petunia's wedding dress … owls … more flirting … and Lena's birthday

That is, if you review! ^_^