Author: Tanith Lilitu

Disclaimer: I own Aislin, Mr. and Mrs. Highland, and the plot. Any characters you may recognize are property of J. K. Rowling.

Summary: …Oh my god, I've really gone off the deep end… Have you now? What brought you to that conclusion? Because I've made myself believe that I'm possessed, by a fictional character nonetheless! Hey! I resent that!

Timeframe: This chapter takes place in the Trio's 6th year, '96.

Warnings: OC, spoilers for OotP

Rating: PG, for three or four minor swear words.

A/N: Sorry for the lack of replies in the other chapters, I loaded them all at once, it just didn't all show up right away. I tried to make all of the characters in character as much as possible.

skyklutz – Thankies muchly! You've probably figured out that it's Sirius by now, least I hope you have. Ron's still alive and well as you can see.

wockygal – Yay! Cookie for you! Good job!

nitehawk – That's pretty much it, except Aislin is a Canadian muggle, oh, here's an update for ya.

Fanfiction Addiction

Chapter 4: Reactions

The underage witch and wizard peered into the semi-darkness surrounding them, as though it would answer all of their questions. They had been waiting for close to half an hour and the spell for summoning spirits from the dead still didn't seem to have kicked in.

"Maybe we said it wrong, it's quite possible."

"No, Ronald, it's not quite possible. I've been researching this particular incantation for two months solid. It should have worked, we'll just have to wait a little longer… never mind that!" A sudden brainwave appeared to have hit the bushy haired girl; "There were more books on necromancy down in the study! You wait here, Ron, and I'll take a look and tell you when I've found something."

"Okay, 'Mione, I'll go get you if anything else happens." He seriously doubted anything would happen, of course he had faith in his friend's intellectual prowess, but this spell had seemed a little shifty from the beginning. Perhaps it just wasn't meant to be, but Ron would still watch in case anything did happen.

As he sat there, he fiddled with a thread on his jumper, and whistled to himself. Then the thread became boring once more and he moved onto cleaning his fingernails. He was on the index finger of his left hand when Hermione came running into the room that he was sitting in, gasping for air. She had run all the way up three flights of stairs, and with good reason.

Hermione reached out to the cabinet next to her to support herself, "Ron… it… it worked!"

"What worked?" Of course there was no reason for his asking this, they both knew what "it" she was referring to, but Ron needed a little confirmation.

"What other "it" would I mean? The spirit summoning!"

"But nothing happened up here. Where is he then?"

Hermione's face suddenly took on a sort of grimace as she answered, "You see, that's when it gets more difficult. You know how I told you before that I wasn't sure about getting Sirius' body back as well?"

"So what, it's just his spirit floating around? Like a ghost? Well, that's not so bad."

"No… not like a ghost. Not like a ghost at all, Ronald. He needed a body to come back, so somewhere along the way he got himself a body, I don't think he intended to, mind you, but…"

Ron knew something serious, no pun intended, had to be going on when his normally articulate friend was at a loss for words. "Maybe if you showed me what was going on?"

"Yes, okay, she's in the kitchen."

She! "She! You mean Sirius got turned into a girl? Bloody hell!"

"Oh come on now! I mean, really. Just follow me, Ronald."

"Don't you even recognize your old pal Padfoot! Not like you would of course!" Aislin, or was it Sirius now turned to the two witches in the room, while the normally collected Snape was choking on his tea. "Tonks! Molly! It's been ages! Good to see you again!" This only succeeded in bringing Mrs. Weasley to tears and sent Tonks' hair to changing a different style and colour every second or so. Remus was still standing in shock, and once Tonks had calmed down enough, her hair now lime green and curly, she maneuvered him into a chair at the table.

"Th- this can't… it's just impossible… Sirius… is it really you?" Remus didn't seem to be able to form coherent sentences, and with good reason. He had seen one of his closest friends fall to his death a mere three months ago, and now Sirius was back again, or at least his spirit was.

"Don't know why you lot are getting so choked up, I mean, you didn't think I'd let myself get stuck behind that veil forever did you? But yes Moony, it's me. It seems I can talk out loud now, I use to just be able to talk to Aislin in her head."

"Aislin?"

"Oh, this girl here, or me, or… you know what, I'm confused now. I'll let her talk to you again." By this point, everyone seemed to have adjusted to the fact that the girl in front of them had been "mistakenly possessed" by the spirit of Sirius Black, but it was still odd to hear his voice coming out of her mouth. Aislin's body suddenly quivered a little, and she was in control again.

"Now you know what I was talking about." Remus and Tonks nodded at this, Molly finished up sobbing into her tea towel, and Snape's ever-present sneer took up residence on his face once more. It was at this moment that a younger witch decided to enter the kitchen, and Sirius decided to exercise his ability to speak.

"Hello, Hermione! How are you doing? I seem to have possessed some poor muggle girl, quite laughable really, I didn't mean to, but what can you do? Are Ron and Harry here as well?"

Hermione's reaction to this very odd display was to emit an odd squeaking sound, followed by a funny grin, and to run back upstairs.

"Well that didn't go well at all, thought she'd be more pleased to see me. She did smile though"

"And then she ran away, Black." Snape had apparently recovered from his coughing fit, "Considering you've been dead for three months, you should be pleased anyone even remembered you'd existed at all."

"N-now, Severus" choked out Molly, "We're all," sniffle, "v-very happy to s-see Sirius again," sob,
"s-so you be quiet and," sniffle, "let him speak." Snape's glare intensified, but he was now silent. With this newfound silence, came the sounds of chatter down the hall, and footsteps rapidly approaching.

"So is he or isn't he a she?"

"I don't think so Ron, but I was only there for a few seconds before I came back to tell you."

"You could have stayed longer, found more out."

"But then you'd still be waiting upstairs."

"Oh," The voices had now reached the bottom of the stairs and the basement kitchen, "Oh! Is that Sirius? What's going on?"

Aislin had regained her voice, and fielded these questions, "Hi, you two have got to be Ron and Hermione, the actors look sorta like you guys, but that topic can wait until later. I don't think anyone knows how I got here, I'm not Sirius, but I'm sorta like, "possessed", I guess you could say. I'm Aislin by the way." She did a funny little wave after her speech.

"Bloody Hell!" A few pointed looks were thrown Ron's way after this, and a grumble from Snape about how he wished school was in session so he could deduct points.

Molly took this momentary pause as her chance to begin the interrogation, "Ron, Hermione, do you two have any idea why this girl, Aislin was it? Why Aislin is here?"

"Weeeell… about that…"

A/N: There you have it, a fourth chapter, whoa, it's 2 in the morning here! I'm going to bed. I won't be updating for a little bit, because March Break is ending, on Monday it's back to school.: ( Okay, my griping session is over. Read & Review, please! I like reviews! They make me feel all fuzzy and happy. : )