Lily had been reading in her bed for a good twenty minutes before she got disturbed. There was a tapping at her window, she noticed it was Becky's owl Basil. Sighing she rolled off the and opened the owl that flew in, then back out again. Lily walked back to her bed only to notice that the owl had dropped everything onto her bed. Lily began looking through the letters, she knew that sometimes Millie would use Becky's owl for letters too.

There was about four letters, two were for Becky and one was for Millie, the last one however was for Lily. She frowned as she moved the envelope in between her fingers, why would someone be using Becky's owl to send her something?

"Hey," Millie said as she came in the room and walked over to Lily. She absent-mindedly cooed to Basil and was stroking his sleek feathery head when she noticed the letter her friend was turning over in her hands, "What's that?"

"Hm?" Lily asked, "Oh. It's a letter for me... Someone sent it via that owl instead of mine."

"Huh?" Millie looked confused then picked up her letter, "Let me open this then to see if it's from the same person..."

Lily watched as Millie sat down on the end of the bed and opened the parchment addressed to her. Two pieces of folded paper fell out and so did what looked like a very old coupon.

"What is it?" Lily asked, intrigued. Millie picked it up from the bed.

"Hah! It's just a silly coupon for free Butterbeers," She laughed and then scanned the letter, "Oh, yup, Mum sent it to me... says she knows we have a Hogsmede trip soon and she found this so thought I could use it..."

"What's that?" Becky asked from the doorway as she walked in. She went to her bedside table and picked up a few owl nuts. Basil flew over to her and perched on her arm, eating them one by one. Becky smiled as he finished, gave her an affectionate nip and flew back out the open window.

"Coupon," Millie recounted, "Free drinks for Hogsmede from my Mum."

"Bless," Becky laughed and picked up the two letters to her, "From the handwriting, one from my parents and..."

"And..?" Millie asked as Becky stopped.

"Uh. Dunno."

Millie looked at her suspiciously but turned to Lily and asked, "Open yours then!"

Lily gently eased the flap of the envelope apart and pulled out the letter. It was more of a note and she unfurled it carefully. An untidy scrawl was in the middle, only one sentence.

"Shrieking Shack, 2pm, Sunday?"

"What?"

"That's what it says," Lily re-read the letter, "Shrieking Shack, 2pm, Sunday!"

Becky leaned over and read the note too, confusion written all over her face. Millie waited then took the note as Lily passed it to her.

"Someone wants to meet you. In secret."

"What?" Lily wondered and rubbed her eyes, "No way."

"Yes way," Millie and Becky insisted at the same time. Lily blinked.

"But-"

"Lily, think about it! We'll be there... take a risk! It's a school trip anyway, so-"

"No," Lily repeated, "I'm not going to even think about it.

"Only if-"

"Millie, how's your ankle?" Lily firmly steered the conversation away.

"Uh. Fine now. Madame Pomfrey just gave me a Potion..."

Becky moaned, realising she'd get nothing else out of Lily and flopped onto her own bed with her two letters in her hand.

"If you don't even try to find out who it is..." She began, voice muffled from the pillows.

"Becky, tell me again, who was the other letter from?" Lily raised her eyebrows. Becky turned her face the other way.

"That's completely beside the point."

"So is this stupid little note," Lily said, scrunching it up, "And I'm not going to follow it."

She threw it out the open window and watched it fall, feeling slightly satisfied. Becky propped up her pillows and began to open the letters while Millie read her letter properly. Lily sat on her bed, thinking about the note and why someone would want her there.

Becky had been tossing and turning all night but the fact that she'd been sent a letter again made it all the more worse; it was like should couldn't turn off her brain or something. She quickly sat upright after hitting her head trying to get comfortable and grabbed her wand.

"Lumos," she whispered raising her wand light to the clock on the bedside table. 1:05am.

Becky sighed and moved her wand light to the opened letter that sat next to a picture in a wooden photo frame. It was a picture of Lily, Millie and herself one Christmas when they'd all stayed at Hogwarts. Becky grabbed the letter and smiled to herself; she thought about re-reading it but then decided she didn't want to. She looked back and forth between the clock and the letter, knowing she'd probably regret this but she pushed her duvet back and stood up, stretching. Lily moved a bit in her sleep and muttered something, probably about James, but then rolled over again squashing her face into the pillow.

Becky smiled despite herself and looked towards Millie as she made her way to the door. Millie was sleeping on her left side, her mouth wide open and she swore there might have been a bit of dribble there too.

Pausing only to place her feet in her slippers, Becky shuffled out quietly, closing the door magically. She squeezed her palm and felt the smooth parchment crumple slightly. She knew Sirius would not be in bed at this time. She knew him very well. Walking down the corridors, she looked down at her blue pyjamas bottoms, dark blue tank-top and grey cardigan from her bed and realised she was actually quite cold. That can wait for later, She thought.

Becky tip-toed quietly down the corridors until she got to the painting of the pear. She tickled it and the door opened to the kitchens. Becky smiled as she smelt fresh bread so gave a quick, "Hello," to the house elf but briskly walked over to Sirius, who's back was to her. She crunched the letter in her hands out of frustration and tapped him on the shoulder. Sirius sighed but didn't turn round, "James, I don't want to-"

"-I'm not James." Becky said frowning, wondering why Sirius would sound so annoyed to speak to James. Sirius turned round to look up at Becky.

"How do you know about the kitchens?" He asked, shocked.

"What do you think you're doing?" Becky said holding up the slightly crumpled letter in Sirius's face.

He rolled his eyes but regained eye contact, "How do you know about the kitchens?"

Becky ignored him again, "I told you not to write to me anymore! And what was that about earlier?"

Sirius looked annoyed briefly but then covered it up. He stood so he wasn't craning his neck and was now looking down on Becky, smirking slightly. Her stomach started feeling like it was flipping around and Becky was having trouble ignoring it. Noticing Sirius was standing close to her she moved back a bit.

"What was what about earlier?"

Becky let out a frustrated noise and crumpled up the letter into a ball. Sirius raised his eyebrows, "Rebekah, you're being over dramatic."

Becky narrowed her eyes at her full name; she looked down into the ball that was in her hands, "Over dramatic that I don't want you re-doing what you did to me over summer?"

"Re... re-doing what?" He asked, puzzled.

"You know exactly what!" Becky shoved him slightly and let the ball of paper fall to the floor, "You- you stupid-"

"Hey, don't start shouting at me!" Sirius said, holding his hands up in frustration. Becky narrowed her eyes and shoved him again and Sirius stumbled slightly into the chair.

"Don't pretend you have no idea what I'm on about!"

"But I have no idea what you're-!"

Becky almost screamed in anger and pulled out her wand. Sirius saw but wasn't quick enough and there was a small bang. He fell backwards a few feet and his head smacked against the hard tiled floor. The house-elves, previously trying to ignore the argument, all squealed.

"How could you not know?" She said as he rubbed his head. Becky ran a hand through her hair and turned on her heel to get out of the room.

"Colloportus," A voice said behind her and Becky tugged on the door handle, to no avail. She heard Sirius mutter to the house elves to go away for a while.

"Let me out," Becky said and turned around. Sirius looked at her as she raised her wand to unlock the door.

"Expelliarmus!" He said and at once her wand flew from her hand.

"What are you-?" Becky shouted as Sirius caught her wand expertly. She stared and then said, "It's late, you know, I could scream."

"Muffliato." Sirius said smugly and Becky internally smacked her head as she realised what he'd done. Becky turned to the now locked door and felt heat rise to her face but she ignored it and turned back to him. "Let me out."

"No, you didn't answer my question" He replied and Becky stared blankly at him, "How do you know about the kitchens?"

Becky clamped her eyes shut tightly and stifled a yawn as Sirius stood up

"What is wrong with you?" Sirius accused. Becky crossed her arms and didn't say anything so Sirius sat down and rolled her wand between his hands, not looking up. "Fine, ignore me. It's not like you can really go anywhere without your wand anyway."

"Sirius, truth be told, I can't stand being in this room with you!" Becky mumbled, hand pressed tightly against her eyes.

Sirius looked down to the crumpled up letter and back at her as realisation suddenly dawned on him. He closed his eyes too, "I didn't write back..."

Becky tried to reply but as she opened her mouth, a big lump was caught in the back of her throat. She knew if she did, she would cry.

"Becky, things happened-" He started and looked at Becky who had turned away, "-Stuff I couldn't... avoid."

She swallowed and managed to say, "Stuff like different friends?"

"Well yeah- Not like that!" He added hastily, "Ugh, I don't know how to explain it to you."

Becky turned around and walked up to him, "Just say it then, tell me any random excuse so I can believe it and go back to being friends."

"I'll tell you the truth-!"He began.

"Okay, fine," She replied and looked down at his hand. Gently, she eased her wand from it and he watched her carefully.

"I moved."

"But..." Becky began, thinking back to the letters, the replies, "But, I got a letter from... your family. Telling me not to-"

"God, that old hag wrote to you, didn't she?" Sirius balled his hands into fists. He looked at Becky again and said, "I moved out on my own. Ran away, I guess. James took me in."

"What?" Becky gasped as Sirius took a step backwards.

"Alohamora," He said quietly, pointing his wand at the door which clicked open, "Go back."

Becky looked at him but swallowed the information and walked slowly from the room, glancing back quickly. He was sat back down at the counter, head in one of his hands and Becky guessed he'd be there for the remainder of the night.