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Okay, just a few things before I set this chapter up. I kind of doubt that Sirius's middle name is "Orion", which is also a constellation by the way, but I think it sounds pretty good, so I'll keep it like that. I also have no idea when the Marauders finished their "transformations" or when they worked out Remus's condition, but I made a guess. So, incase it's confusing, I made them work everything out by the end of their second year - young, I know, but I thought about their extreme closeness and determination, and on that note, it seemed to fit nicely enough. I would also like to clear up, that most of this story will follow Vulpe instead of Sirius. Although, I do have plans to let the viewers/readers follow Sirius again at some point in the story. I really hope that's not too confusion. I also think the transitions between each chapter are a bit sloppy, but hopefully the title of each chapter will clear that up quite nicely. Again, I wan to thank officially cheeky devilA. Lynn the Poetamattsonperdue, and JustMeAndADream for being my first few reviewers! Thanks for reading guys, loads of love - L.S.

3. Week 2; Saturday Night - Trust Issues

A thirteen year old Vulpe sighed heavily before beginning to pace impatiently during her wait for her best mate. Her nerves were frazzled and her temper was high at the thought of being stood up once more by the boy. A scowl formed upon Vulpe's lips as she collapsed upon a park bench, staring up at the quarter moon.

"Vulpe!" Sirius was panting as he sprinted towards her, fifteen minutes later than their arranged time, but he had showed.

Vulpe was torn between being cross with him or feeling relieved that he still wanted to continue meeting her. Being in Slytherin all year had certainly affected her judgement on emotions, thus being cross over powered her relief.

"Sirius Orion Black, do you know what I did last Wednesday? No...how could you? You weren't here, you prick," Vulpe snapped, glaring angrily at her mate, adding with a look of contempt upon her face, "Let me tell you, then, shall I? Let see, I stood here for about two hours - going insane with worry and concern! Do you have any idea how I felt? You're such an immature, inconsiderate idiot, Black!"

Sirius smiled apologetically and wrapped his arms around Vulpe, "I'm really sorry, Vulpe. I had to do something really important, though. I promise to try and warn you next time I won't be able to come, alright?"
Vulpe stared up at him with a deep frown upon her lips, "Next time? You plan to bail on me again?
"I'm not planning it, I just...I think I might have to a couple of times," Sirius informed her apologetically, squeezing her tighter in a gentle but firm embrace.

"Exactly what could be more important than meeting me?" Vulpe inquired, her eyes narrowed in suspicion.
Sirius raised an eyebrow and teasingly responded, "Getting a bit of an ego, I see."
"No, Sirius, I'm not!" Vulpe pushed him away with a frown, "I want to know what is so important that you can't meet with me two nights out of the week, knowing that we can't speak to one another at any other time!"

"We could if you would hurry up and grow a back bone," Sirius retorted in hurt, his temper getting the best of him as he added, "Stand up to your family, why don't you? If you can't stand up to them, you coward, how do you plan to stand up against Voldemort?"

Vulpe glowered at Sirius, immensely hurt by his accusation. She turned on heel and sprinted off in the direction of her home, not saying a word to her supposed best mate.

"Vulpe! Vulpe - don't go! I'm sorry, you know I didn't mean it," Sirius called after her with reluctance, racing to catch up with his dark haired mate.

Sirius caught Vulpe within a matter of seconds and held her tightly as she fought to free herself from his embrace. Her struggles proved futile as her strength waned considerably fast, her arms fell limp as her head rested against Sirius's shoulder. Tears soaked his cloak as Vulpe cried against Sirius's chest.

"I'm...so sorry," Sirius mumbled softly into Vulpe's ear, his arms tightly wrapped around her, "You know I don't think you're a coward."
"Sure...everything you said was true - right?" Vulpe retorted angrily as tears spilled down her cheeks, "I'm going to be a spineless follower for the rest of my life - I'll probably end up in Azkaban while you're out saving the world."

"No you won't, Vulpe," Sirius reassured her, rubbing her back comfortingly as he added, "You're going to be something great one day - you'll get married to a nice guy and have a million kids and you'll live in a huge house with a white picket fence."

"Get real, Sirius," Vulpe protested with resentment in her voice, "I gave all of that up when I told the hat Slytherin. That's the difference between you and I. You know what you want, what you believe in, and you won't settle for anyone trying to change your mind. I'm trying to figure those things out while letting my parents and brothers control my life."

Sirius shook his head softly in disagreement, "Just wait and see, Vulpe, you're nothing like those Death Eater scum bags you call family."
"Not yet anyway," Vulpe agreed softly as she gazed up at Sirius, "I want to know what's more important than me. I haven't forgotten just because of our spat and I think I deserve to know, Sirius."

"I wish I could tell you, Vulpe," Sirius responded with an apologetic expression upon his handsome face.
"It has to do with those boys - am I right? What do you four call yourselves?" Vulpe retorted accusingly, adding, "The Marauders, huh? What's that all about Padfoot?"
"I...I can't tell you," Sirius repeated, firm in his resolve as he added, "You're just going to have to trust me, Vulpe."

Vulpe slowly shook her head, pushing Sirius away once more, "I thought you said we could tell each other everything? That's what trust is about, Sirius. I just can't trust you if you're going to keep secrets from me, okay?"
"What about your little gang?" Sirius retorted in protest, raising an eyebrow at her, "Surely there are things they've told you that you aren't allowed to speak of?"
"Of course," Vulpe agreed readily before truthfully adding, "Would I tell you anyway? Of course, Sirius. That's what trust is about - I am supposed to be able to tell you things and you're supposed to keep your mouth shut when I tell you to."

"I'm sorry, Vulpe," Sirius responded apologetically, a small frown etched upon his lips, "I promised I wouldn't tell anyone, I can't break that promise."
"Whatever, Sirius," Vulpe rolled her eyes as she added, "I understand."

Sirius watched as Vulpe padded across the street and disappeared around the corner of the Lestrange Manor. He groaned in frustration and ran a hand through his hair before glancing at his watch. He swore underneath his breath and raced across the street as well, sneaking into his own room before dawn broke.

I think this has been my longest chapter in this story yet! Hopefully longer chapters will come. However, this is only part one of this chapter! Yes, after writing it out, I have decided it best to break it down into two separate parts. Well, I hope you guys enjoyed it and I hope to hear more from you guys.

XOXOX,

L.S.