Story: The Courtship of Emmaline Vance

Author: VacheSoupe, the writing, soup-drinking cow

Romance/Humor

Summary: Less than a week till his best-friend's wedding and Sirius still is unable to find a girl to go as his date. Will he give in to the fact that his glory days of girls are over or will he be able to convince that one oh-so-special person?

AN: Sorry I didn't update in a billion months. I have no real excuses, but I can steal others that I have seen. Emotional trauma, exams, switching jobs, death of a goldfish. You can send me a lovely review complaining about my irregular updates and poor writing skills. I.E. I don't mind flames.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything you recognize because there is not a single original idea on this planet. Song belongs to the Billy Joel. Everything Harry Potter belongs to either Rowling or WB, not that it matters.

Friday night I crashed your party

Saturday I said I'm sorry

Sunday came and trashed me out again

I was only having fun

Wasn't hurting any one

And we all enjoyed the weekend for a change

I've been stranded in the combat zone

I walked through Bedford Stuy alone

Even rode my motorcycle in the rain

And you told me not to drive

But I made it home alive

So you said that only proves that I'm insane

You may be right

I may be crazy

But I may just be a lunatic your looking for

Turn out the light

Don't try to save me

You may be wrong

For all I know you may be right.

Remember how I found you there

Alone in your electric chair

I told you dirty jokes until you smiled

You were lonely for a man

I said take me as I am

Cause you may enjoy some madness for a while.

Now think of all the years you tried to

Find someone to satisfy you

I might be as crazy as you say

If I'm crazy then it's true

That it's all because of you

And you wouldn't want me any other way

You may be right

I may be crazy

But it just may be a lunatic you're looking for

It's too late to fight

It's too late to change me

You may be wrong for all I know

But you may be right

The party was loud, smoky and chic; thrown in an upscale flat full of so many tasteful modern works that it was evident that only the "it" people could receive entrance. Not that it bothered Sirius much. There was not a party in town that would turn hum away, except, maybe, one held at his good-for-nothing parents' house.

As it turned out the party was being held by Caroline Vance to commemorate her year's seventh anniversary of their graduation. Sirius remembered sadly that year. Caroline's class had been a good one with a girl to guy ratio of 5:2. It was ridiculously easy for younger "gentlemen" like him to land a pretty girl. Out of Caroline's year Sirius had nailed two, Juniper and Suzanne and snogged senseless numerous others. He truly hoped that now he would be lucky enough to just get a date.

The thing about Sirius was he was unable to hold a job. He hated taking direction, so if he got an assignment he did not particularly like, he would not do it and get fired, thus only receiving entry level jobs and wages. This was all fine for Sirius, he had all the money he could possibly want and the easier and more menial the work, the better. However women did not seem to find a clerk nearly as interesting and sexy as an unspeakable or member of the accidental magic reversal squad.

Looking around the room Sirius sincerely hoped someone would forget his reputation, family and job and do him this favor.

AN Again: I have just finished reading Death of a Salesman so I sort of based Sirius' personality off of Biff's and Happy's. In case anyone was worried, I do, like everyone else, love Sirius. He is a bit crazy though.