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A/n: Hey guys! Here's the next chapter, hope you enjoy it.

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Chapter 7

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James slowly walked into the kitchen. He had taken his time in putting away his broom, but he realized that he could stall no longer before Scott came outside and dragged him in.

When James opened the door, he was greeted by a pitch black kitchen. There was no sign of his father anywhere. James sighed. His dad oftentimes would disappear at night, going places James could only imagine. Mostly strip clubs and local bars, but occasionally he was at some woman's house.

Scott always showed up again the next morning, and whether it was three or seven, he was going to be mad, and he was going to take it out on James.

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Sirius knocked on the door to Dumbledore's office at eight o'clock the next morning. He had actually made the effort to look halfway decent today. Sure, he was still wearing the same old jeans and sweatshirt, but he had showered and combed his hair today.

As he heard the deep "Enter." of Dumbledore's voice, Sirius casually ran one hand through his hair and used the other to push open the door.

Upon his entrance, Dumbledore smiled up at him. "Ah, Good Morning, Sirius. Ready to go?"

Sirius nodded, and said, "Yes, sir."

"Excellent. Well, if you'll just step over to the fireplace. You'll be traveling by floo, if that's not a problem?" At Sirius's shake of the head, he continued. "Well, then it looks like I'll be seeing you at the feast next term. Sirius, if you have any problems, which I doubt you'll have, feel free to contact me or Professor McGonagall at any time."

Sirius smiled. "Thank you sir. I'm sure I'll be fine."

Dumbledore smiled back, eyes twinkling, and passed Sirius the floo powder pot. "Now, the address you want to say is: 382 Mills Row, Apartment 8. Good Luck." And with one last wink from Dumbledore, Sirius took the offered floo powder, stepped into the fire, and said "382 Mills Row, Apartment 8."

The green flames surrounded Sirius, and he found himself spinning past countless fireplaces until he was thrown out into a small living room.

He quickly stood up, brushing off all of the soot from his clothes, and looked around. He was in a small living room, much smaller then the one in Grimmauld Place of course, but it looked comfortable enough.

The walls were a bare white, but someone had obviously attempted to create a colorful atmosphere by taping what looked like a young child's attempts at drawings. Sirius smiled. He knew he was going to like this place.

He heard a bustling from the kitchen doorway, and he looked around. A young women was standing in the doorway with a soft smile on her face.

She walked over to Sirius and said, "You must be Sirius! It's so good to meet you! How are you?"

She stuck out her hand for him to shake and he took it, saying with a smile, "Yes, I'm Sirius. Nice to meet you. Thanks for letting me stay here, Ms. . . ."

She smiled and said, "Kylie. Kylie Jewett. Sorry, should've told you that before. And your so welcome. Mi casa es su casa."

At Sirius's blank stare, Kylie laughed, the soft tinkling echoing in Sirius's ears. "It's Spanish. You know, my house is your house."

Sirius forced out a laugh. "Oh, yeah." He said, trying to act as though he knew what Kylie was talking about.

Kylie laughed again and turned away towards what Sirius presumed was the kitchen. "Come on then. I'll make some breakfast. You're hungry, right?"

Sirius smiled. This was his kind of woman. "Yeah. That'd be great, thanks."

Sirius followed her into the small kitchen. There was a young girl sitting in a highchair, who smiled up at Sirius, while mashing her small hands into her breakfast.

Kylie said, "And this is my daughter, Hailie. She's two, and let me tell you, they really aren't lying when they call it the 'Terrible Twos'. I mean, I love her, but every chance I get to get her out of my hair for the day, I take." Kylie ruffled Hailie's long blonde curls, and kissed her on the forehead.

Sirius smiled at Hailie, as Kylie turned to the counter to make breakfast. Where as Kylie had medium brown hair that waved slightly and went a little past her shoulders, Hailie had long, light blonde curls. Both mother and daughter shared large green eyes, that reminded Sirius oddly of Lily Evans.

"Hey, Hailie." Sirius said, as he sat down at the cramped table.

She smiled at him, and he felt himself smiling even wider. He had always loved little kids, and Hailie just had an innocence about her that Sirius loved.

"Hail, this is Sirius. He's going to be staying with us for a while." Kylie said as she walked over to the table with two plates of microwave pancakes.

"Sorry 'bout the food, but I've found that I'm not a very good cook, and muggle appliances make things so much easier."

"Oh no, they're great. I've always loved muggle stuff." Sirius said as he shoveled the pancakes down his throat.

Kylie laughed, and opened her mouth to say something, when there was a loud knock on the door.

She jumped up and walked over to the door. She checked through the peephole who it was before laughing to herself and throwing the door open.

A young man stood at the door, he had wavy black hair, and dull brown eyes. Kylie laughed and gave him a huge hug.

"Thanks for coming, Joey. I really appreciate you getting Hailie out of my hair for the day. Besides, we all know how much she loves Sammy. They're so cute together."

The man, Joey, smiled softly and said in a loud voice, "It's not a problem, Kylie. I'm sure that Sammy will be delighted when he sees Kylie." His eyes fell on Sirius. "And who's this?"

Kylie beamed at Sirius. "This", Kylie said as she walked over to Sirius and put her hand on his shoulder, "Is my new roommate, Sirius. He'll be staying here for a while until he get out of school."

Joey eyed Sirius with thinly veiled disgust, and perhaps, jealousy? However he put on a fake smile and said, "How nice. Well, I really must be going. I've left Sammy with Mrs. Crebben next door, and you know how wild he can get."

Kylie nodded and handed him Hailie. "Thanks again for watching her for me. I really wanted to spend some time with Sirius here this morning, you know, so we can get to know each other better."

Joey smiled, and walked out the door. "Bye, Kylie." He said barely turning his head around as he closed the door behind him.

Kylie smiled, and leaned against the door. She whispered to herself, "God, he'd be perfect." Kylie opened her eyes and smiled at Sirius. "So what do you want to do?"

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James had just woken up and was about to go eat breakfast when he heard the familiar sound of high heels clicking on the tile floor. His dad had brought home another woman in cheap high heels, and was making her breakfast before the 'breakup'. James rolled his eyes. Almost every week in the summer when James was home, Scott would disappear at random times and bring home women.

From there, he would let them shower, and make them a nice homemade breakfast, before he sent them on their way, promising to call them, or write them. Of course, he couldn't have if he wanted to, as they were muggles, and therefore wouldn't be to keen on having a owl deliver a letter to them.

James walked into the kitchen, hoping that he could just eat his breakfast in peace, and that Scott would be to wrapped up in his lady friend to pay any attention to James until she left. He knew it sounded stupid, but James felt oddly protected by these women, mostly because he knew his father would never try anything while they were around.

As he entered, both his dad and his 'friend' looked up at him. She wasn't very pretty, in fact she looked like a prostitute, with her bleach blonde hair and overload of make-up. She didn't smile at him, only gave him a cold look, shooting possessive looks at Scott, as if she was afraid James was going to ruin this for her.

"Why hello, James.", Scott said, clearly straining his voice in an effort not to yell, "This is Coco."

"Oh, yeah? Where'd you two meet?" James said politely, before turning around and pouring himself a bowl of cereal. He carried over to the table and sat down in the only available seat, in-between his father and Coco, waiting for the answer. He knew he would have to pay for this later, but it was worth it to see his father squirm for once.

His father opened his mouth to speak, but 'Coco' cut him off. "James is it? Well I'll have you know that we meet at Le Fountain Bleu last night. It's very classy."

James smiled at her. "Classy? The Le Fountain Bleu is a strip club."

Scott's hand came out of nowhere and smacked James around the head. Coco smirked, and said "That outta teach you, you little brat." James rubbed the back of his head and glared at Coco.

"James, apologize to the both of us now. I'll not have your bitching act at this table, especially when Coco is here. After you apologize I want you to wait in my room for me so we can discuss your punishment." Scott said, straining to keep his voice under control.

James dropped his eyes to his plate and said, "I'm sorry." He then got up and left the kitchen, heading to his father's bedroom. The worst was yet to come.

Roughly a half an hour later, Scott stalked into his room and marched right up to James, slapping him across the face.

"How dare you be so rude to Coco! What the FUCK is wrong with you?!" Scott brought back his fist and punched James in the face. Blood seeped out of his nose, and James let out a cry of pain.

Scott continued on mercilessly, he punched every inch of James he could get to, even when James cried out for him to stop.

"Stop?! Why should I stop? Do you have any idea what you've done?! You've insulted my girlfriend, and you've lost the Cup!! I refuse to stop!" He kicked James in his shins, causing him to fall to his knees in pain.

Scott kneeled down right next to James and looked him in the eye. "You deserve this, James. You lost. You deserve this." He stood back up again. " I won't have a fucking LOSER in my house! I won't!" And with that, Scott kicked James as hard as he could in the stomach, causing James eyes to water. James clutched his stomach, trying not to cough up his breakfast.

Scott swooped down and grabbed James arm, yanking him to his feet. He began to drag him out of his room and down the hallway, stopping at James room. He threw him inside, and looked down at James. A few tears of pain had fallen down his cheeks. "And don't CRY! Only pussys cry." Scott turned around, strutted out of James's room, and slammed the door behind him, leaving James broken and hurt far worse then he had ever been before.

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Sirius opened the door to Kylie's apartment later that night, only to be greeted by the sight of fifty or so of her closest friends. Music was blasting, people were drinking to much, and there were some guys in the corner who looked suspiciously like they were getting high.

Sirius pushed himself through the mass of sweaty bodies searching for Kylie. He found her sitting on the lap of some guy, obviously drunk. As soon as she noticed Sirius, her face lite up.

"Hey, Sirius!" , she slurred drunkenly, "How ya doin? Want something to drink? Beer of vodka?" She giggled tipsily. Ah, Sirius thought, so she's a drinker and a partier. Wonderful. He smiled politely, and responded loudly over the music, "That's okay, Kylie. I think I'm just gonna go to bed. I'm real tired, you know?"

Kylie giggled again, and nodded. "Sure, baby. Just tell me if you change your mind." Sirius smiled at her again, a bit worried for her health.

As he was walking away, he heard Kylie call after him, "Welcome to your new home!" And he waved his hand to show he heard her.

He walked into his small bedroom that he shared with Hailie, and laid down on the bed. He looked over at Hailie, taking in her delicate features, wondering how she could sleep so peacefully with that music blasting in her ears.

He got up and kissed her good night, pulling her blanket up on her more.

Maybe he wasn't the only one whose family was screwed up. Maybe he wasn't as alone as he thought.

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Hey guys! Thanks for reading!

What do you think about Kylie? Is she what you expected?

How was James and Scott? Did anyone else hate Coco as much as I did?

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