Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot line. I am making no money off this. All hail JKR as the most marvelous brain behind these wonderful characters.

Author's Note: I can practically hear the groans at a new story instead of an update. I promise, I'm working on them! I've just had an amazing amount of homework so far, especially group projects, which I hate with a passion! If it helps, this isn't newly written, it's something I found. It's also in it's fourth version. Lol. Anyway, on with the story...

Are You Sure It's Love

Sirius's Point of View

This last month has been horrible. Hardly anyone would speak to me. Now, don't get me wrong, I do realize that I deserve much worse than a month of the silent treatment from my best friends for what I did. It was worse than anything I could have possibly done. It was the absolute worst. I told Snape how to find Remus during full moons. It was all my fault, and I know it. Of course, I wouldn't have done it if Snape hadn't… Never mind. It was all my fault. Thankfully, they've pretty much forgiven me now, although Remus doesn't trust me, at all. Sadly enough, I can't say that I blame him. It's hard enough living without your best friends, but living without your boyfriend, too…

Not from any particular point of view

Sirius scanned the common room, looking for James. Since the two had made up last week, they didn't like to be apart. Of course, that started pretty many rumors among all the students. The two didn't care. The ones they were close to knew the truth, and the rest of the school didn't matter. Of course, it was more than just a little amusing to listen to all the rumors. They had heard that one or the other was a vampire, and the one who wasn't was now a blood servant. They had heard that they had discovered they were really long lost brothers. They had heard they were dating. The people in the last group didn't know how right they were. Sirius and James had been dating ever since September, although Sirius's slip had almost ruined it. Now, however, they were back together, and back to full force.

There were only two other people who definitely knew about them, Remus and Peter. However, Sirius suspected that Remus's girlfriend, Lily, had it pretty well figured out as well, although she still didn't know why no one would speak to Sirius for a month. Everyone wanted it to stay that way, too, at least for the time being.

Right now, however, Sirius was just going to enjoy being back with James, and the fact that there was only a week of school left.

They got down to breakfast that morning just before the owls flew in. A large brown one flew immediately over to James. He opened the letter stuck to the owl's leg. As he read, his face steadily paled. Sirius, concerned, leaned over to read over his shoulder.

Dear James,

How are you? I hope all is well. I know that you wrote a few weeks ago, saying that you and Sirius weren't talking. Is everything alright now?

I guess I should quit the chit-chat and just come out and tell you why I'm writing, huh? You remember Paula, right? You met her a few times last summer. I guess I should just cut to the chase. I proposed, and she said yes. We're getting married about a month after you and her son get back from school.

See you at Kings Cross,

Lots of love,

Dad

Sirius's eyes widened in shock. So Mr. Potter was getting remarried? No wonder James was upset. James and his mother had been very close before Mrs. Potter had come down with cancer. That had been the year before James had started Hogwarts. She had died the November after. Sirius still vividly remembered James's tear stained face as he was led out Transfiguration to where his father was waiting for him. James and his father hadn't been close, as Mr. Potter was often at work. However, after his wife's death, Mr. Potter didn't go into the office quite as much, and both father and son made more of an effort to get along. They were now fairly close. Sirius knew that, to James, this would be almost like losing his mum all over again, only now there wouldn't be someone else there who knew about what he was going through. At least, not until he got used to 'Paula,' whoever that was.

"This is just great," James said sarcastically, crumpling up the letter. "Doesn't even have the decency to come tell me in person. Just fuking great."

"Maybe he couldn't," Sirius offered timidly.

"Yeah, I'm sure he's completely tied down," James said, continuing the sarcasm. "Ew! Bad mental picture!" Sirius smirked, but wisely chose not to say anything. "Come on, we've got a Defense Against the Dark Arts exam to get to." With that, the pair stood up to continue the day, James trying to forget about the letter with little success.

All too soon, it was time to board the Hogwarts Express to go home for the summer. None of the Marauders but Peter were looking forward to arriving at Kings Cross Station. He chatted merrily for the better part of the time, excited about his plans for the summer.

The train reached Kings Cross altogether too quickly for Remus, Sirius, and James, but not quickly enough for Peter who, having fallen silent about two hours ago, was quite uncomfortable with the stony silence of the compartment.

Peter joyfully leapt off the train, dragging his trunk behind him, rushing to meet his family, while the other three acted more as if they were being sent to their execution. James didn't want to meet his soon-to-be step-mother and step-brother. Sirius never wanted to go home. Neither did Remus, really, but he was dreading the full moons alone in that small cage in the shed more than anything else.

Peter got off the train to welcoming hugs. Sirius got off the train to a silence cold enough to give a polar bear frostbite. Remus got off the train not expecting anyone at all, as no one had been there the past years, either, and was not disappointed. He sighed, calmly walking over to the floo. James got off the train, not really knowing what to expect.

He walked over to where his father and a lady with long black hair and crystal clear blue eyes were standing. Apparently Paula's son hadn't found them yet. Either that, or he was as eager for this as James was.

"Hello, James," Paula said softly. "It's good to see you again."

"It's nice to see you, too," James forced himself to reply. He hadn't even managed to look at his father yet.

"I'm sorry I couldn't come tell you myself," Jonathan Potter said, correctly guessing the reason why his son was currently the maddest. "But, with all the Death Eater attacks, I rarely even got away from the office to sleep and eat, much less to get the entire way up to Hogwarts."

James nodded, not completely satisfied, but accepting the answer to that particular problem. He knew that the Death Eaters had been extremely active lately, and, as head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, his father was usually needed.

"I should have known," a voice from behind James snarled. James turned to see the absolute last person he wanted to see staring back at him.

Author's Note: Well, how did you like it? Tell me! I need to know! I promise that I'm working on the next chapter of Out of Our Hands, and I might post the next chapter of Heart's Desire very soon. I've had some really insistent plot bunnies lately, but the ones I had for the stories refused to completely reappear. Anyway, I promise those two will be updated soon, especially Out of Our Hands.

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