Monday morning dawned bright and way too early for me, the rest of the weekend had passed with no Sirius Black incidents whatsoever. I was pretty sure he had given up on me, but the girls insisted he was planning his next move.

I suppose they were right.

That morning at breakfast was just like normal. I sat with Willow and her friends and pretended like I was having a good time and listening to everything that they said, but Willow kept her eyes on the Gryffindor table watching for Sirius to see if he was looking at me.

According to her, he didn't look at me once, which worried her.

"Maybe we were wrong. Maybe you pushed him too hard the other day." Willow continued to babble all the way to our first class which happened to be Charms.

I sat down in my normal seat, ignoring her jabber while she went to go sit with her normal partner across the room. Almost as soon as the bell rang, Sirius slid into a seat beside me. "Black, what are you doing here?" I asked.

He just shook his head and put a finger over his lips with a grin before nodding his head towards Professor Flitwick. "Ah, good Mr. Black, you're all ready in your new seat."

"What does he mean new seat?" I hissed.

Sirius just grinned.

"Ms. Turner, it seems that your partner, Mr. Tray has taken ill for today and Mr. Black's partner Ms. Cilia has been taken ill as well. So you will be Mr. Black's partner until they are well."

I opened my mouth to demand to work by myself, but Sirius whispered in my ear, "Better not argue with the Professor, Iris."

I closed my mouth angrily and leaned back against my seat with my arms crossed, not acknowledging the wink Willow shot me from across the room.

I sat like that until Professor Flitwick gave us our instructions for the day, and then I sighed and turned to Sirius. "So what did you do to them?" I asked him.

His mouth dropped in fake outrage. "Why, whatever do you mean Iris?"

I rolled my eyes. "I'm not an idiot Black."

He grinned, "I know you're not. I just figured if questioned, you wouldn't want to know anything about it."

I sighed again, "You're probably right."

"Can I ask you something?" He said once I failed to master the spell Flitwick was teaching us for the fifth time.

"Shoot," I said, too frustrated to play hard to get.

"Why do you hate me so much?" He asked.

I stopped trying to do the spell, surprised. "I don't hate you Black."

"Well, you sure act like it." He mumbled.

I put my wand down and looked at him. "I just don't understand you." I said.

He raised his eyebrows at me. "I'm not that hard to understand."

"You know, every guy says that, but it's always a lie."

"That is a stereotype." Sirius said waving his wand without paying attention causing little snowflakes to fall down from the ceiling.

"Black, you're making it snow." I said grabbing his hand with the wand.

He grinned widely. "If you wanted to hold my hand, all you had to do was ask." He said.

I quickly let go of his hand, "in your dreams Black." I said, "And that's exactly why we would never work."

"What do you mean?"

"Why do you have to be so pig-headed? I mean, yes you're cute, and you obviously know it, confidence is great, but I don't think you know the difference between that and arrogant." I said quickly, not thinking.

"You know who you sound like?" Sirius asked, far from looking offended, he was still grinning.

"Who?"

"Lily. I'm surprised you haven't called me an arrogant, bullying, toe-rag."

"Oh, trust me, it's coming." I said with a slight smile. "I really do think you could be a great guy if you just deflated that head a bit."

"A good enough guy to go out with you?" He asked.

I shrugged with a small smile, "maybe."

A/N: Okay, this chapter is the shortest one yet, but I didn't want to put a fast-forward to current time in this chapter, so it will be in the next one which will be a super short chapter as well before we go back to normal, because right now I'm spending the majority of my time either in class or acting at Arx Mortis (A Haunted House) from 5:30 P.M. until about 1:00 A.M. Please R&R!