A/N: What's this?? Two chapters in two days??? MADNESS!! XD I guess people DO read this story! Yay! Anyway, here's the next chapter, back to where I was originally writing from. I realize my writing style is different now, and because of it, none of you really know what Sirius or the others are thinking, like you did in the beginning chapters. I'm sorry, I hope you like this style better!

Girl of His Dreams

Chapter 18: The Teacup Incident

Leah was NOT ready to wake up in the morning. In fact, that was an understatement. She wasn't ready to open her eyes, or use her magic. She definitely wasn't ready to wake up to Lily's demanding tones.

"Leah," Lily said again, more urgently this time. "Leah, wake up, class starts soon!"

She wasn't ready for class, either. It was way too early for learning.

"Ugh," she replied groggily, forcing herself to roll haphazardly out of bed. "Do you think McGonagall would mind if I stayed in bed?"

"Yes, we have exams soon! Now come on, get up!"

With a long, drawn out sigh, Leah got dressed and ready for Transfiguration, which she had with Remus, Sirius and James. Why she even bothered going to a class that she already knew most of the syllabus was beyond her. Maybe it was because Sirius was in that class, and with him sitting beside her, class was never boring. Maybe it was because she never got tired of having loving messages carve themselves into her side of the desk while she took a test, only to see Sirius' wand glowing slightly beneath the table. It was probably because she liked showing off to the Hufflepuffs, who collectively had trouble with Transfiguration.

Her chest ached again, and she shook her head clear. She would see Sirius soon enough anyway, and the situation would be awkward enough without her getting her head full of romantic nostalgia. When she finally managed to get herself down through the common room (which was empty) and out into the silent corridor, she delightedly spotted Remus further down the hall, leaning against a pillar and waiting for her. He smiled and waved when she approached, and Leah, though happy to see him, frowned.

"Rem! Are you sure you should be up and about?"

"Yes, Mother, I'm fine." He rolled his eyes. "We're late for Transfiguration, though, so I think we should hurry." Together they jogged to McGonagall's, laughing at the first years who were stuck on the moving stairs and jokingly shoving each other the entire way to class. When they arrived, the classroom was full of chatter, but neither McGonagall or her cat form were present. Blessing her luck, Leah slid into her seat, laughing quietly as Remus did the same, only he was out of breath. James immediately began teasing him, while beside Leah, Sirius stiffened and purposefully avoided her gaze. Her heart ached, but she said nothing. In front of her, James turned.

"Oi, you're late," he said. Remus chuckled, still panting slightly, and Leah scowled at James mockingly.

"Really? I had no idea."

"Why were you sleeping in so late, anyway?"

"I couldn't sleep last night," she said, staring up at the door to McGonagall's office, which had just swung open. Before James could ask anything more, the teacher swooped down upon them and said,

"Miss Matthews, Mr. Lupin, how kind of you to join us."

"How in the...?"

"You are aware that I have a tardy policy, yes?"

"But Professor," James started.

"No buts, Mr. Potter. Miss Matthews, Mr. Lupin, if you will... come stand by my desk. Today we will be doing a human transfiguration demonstration." Leah sighed and trudged up to the front, where people snickered and pointed to them both. Beside her, Remus sighed heavily.

"I knew I shouldn't have waited for you."

"Thanks for waiting anyway," she said, smiling.

"Enough chatter," McGonagall said. "Your exams are coming up, and you should all be ready to transfigure anything, including people. Miss Matthews, if you would, transfigure Mr. Lupin there into a cup?" The class went silent, as if waiting for the demonstration to start and go awry. But Leah only grinned disarmingly at Remus, who didn't look afraid in the least. He merely grumbled,

"Why do I have to be the cup...?" She raised her wand, prepared to cast the spell, when she heard it: a quiet voice in the back of the room.

"Hey, Sirius! I heard you and your girlfriend broke up. Fancy meeting me after class?" Leah turned to see Melaina Yearham leaning across her desk and toying coyly with Sirius' hair. A look of incredulity came over Leah's face. Was that girl stupid? Crazy? Better yet, did she have a death wish? Leah's wand whirled toward her. For a second, nothing happened, but then there was a loud 'eep' as the girl shriveled into a dainty porcelain teacup and crashed to the ground, shattering into pieces. Among a burst of voices, both amused and disapproving, McGonagall gasped and rushed to the scene, hastily putting her back together with a simple "Reparo!" and transforming her back into her disgusting human self. The brunette gasped for breath, looking about wildly.

"You! You're crazy," she shrieked, pointing a shaking finger at Leah.

"Don't forget it," Leah called back confidently. Sirius met her gaze, his silver eyes wide in shock, but after a moment, a small smile lit his features, and he turned to talk to James, who was still laughing loudly. McGonagall straightened her hat and said loudly,

"Miss Matthews, report to my office for detention immediately after supper! I can't believe such behavior!"

"Yes, Professor." Leah turned to Remus, who was sighing in disappointment.

"You have a horrible temper."

"Aren't you glad that wasn't you?" She shot back, twirling her wand as they walked back to their seats. McGonagall cleared her throat, giving Leah a disapproving stare.

"Despite the brash way her spell was carried out, Miss Matthews did in fact perform the transfiguration correctly. Now I want you to get with a partner and practice turning each other into teacups."

James was still snickering when she passed his desk.

"Oh, Leah, please! Don't turn me into a teacup! I promise to never touch old Padfoot again!"

"Oh shut up," Leah said in irritation. She watched the Hufflepuffs transfigure each other into odd, horrible-looking cups for awhile, vaguely listening to Remus and James joke about it. She turned back to look at Melaina, who still had a hateful glare on her face.

"What are you looking at?" she spat angrily.

Leah smirked. "I'm not sure, but you definitely looked better as a teacup."

When she said nothing, only began to shake with fury, she turned back to her friends. Remus and James were joking and making paper airplanes that could actually drop explosive bombs (which, judging by James' excessive chewing and piles of torn paper, she assumed were charmed spitballs), but Sirius was lounging in his chair as always, staring up at the ceiling absently. Leah opened her mouth to say something, but stopped; as she tipped back into her chair in an attempt to copy his stance and make a joke, she noticed light words, almost like chalk, beginning to write themselves on the floor beneath her part of the desk. She stared at them raptly, watching them form into a sentence she hadn't heard (or in this case, seen) in what felt like forever.

I love you.

She turned her confused gaze over to Sirius, who was now smiling with his eyes still trained on the ceiling. A bright smile formed on her face as she leaned forward again, and the front two legs of her chair slammed back onto the floor. Remus and James turned to see what the commotion was about. She blushed and looked at her blank parchment, but still couldn't keep the smile off of her face.

"Sorry. I just, uh... remembered a joke." Sirius coughed back his laughter while the others just shook their heads.

James stared. "You're hearing voices in your head, and they're telling jokes?" He gave her a strange look before leaning back in his chair to stage a whispered conversation with Sirius, who was still trying to bite back laughter.

"Your girlfriend is bloody psycho," James told him seriously.

"Did you figure that out before or after she turned Melaina into a teacup?" Sirius asked back. James frowned, pretending to think.

"Actually, I think it was just before she nearly killed poor old Bella."

"Oh, you mean when she ran down the hall in nothing but a towel?"

"Streaking is prohibited in Hogwarts," Remus pointed out, joining in on the fun. At this, Sirius blinked.

"Is it really? Bloody hell, I never knew I was such a troublemaker." At this, they all laughed, but Leah was too busy laughing to reply. She just pulled out her wand threateningly.

"Oh no!" James burst into hysterical laughter. "Not the... Not the teacup!"

Class was then dismissed, and as she rose to her feet, Leah blasted the legs from James' chair, sending him crashing into an unceremonious heap on the floor.

"OW!"

Remus, though laughing loudly, helped him to his feet, but Leah wasn't listening to the stream of colorful words that left his lips. Her attention were focused on Sirius, and the way his lips were oh-so-softly moving against hers. His hands pulled her tightly against his chest, while hers tangled themselves into his silky hair. When they parted, he whispered,

"I'm so sorry, Leah. I've been a bloody git."

"No," she replied against his lips. "I shouldn't have walked away."

Remus cleared his throat. "Hello? This is beautiful and all but we have to get to class, you guys."

"One minute," Sirius growled, leaning in for another kiss. Leah giggled and pushed him back playfully.

"I don't want to be late for Binns' lecture on the Goblin Rebellion of 1452," Leah said. "It's an important topic."

"I love you," he said, kissing her forehead softly. "I've missed you so much."

"I can tell," she replied, kissing him again. She blinked back her loving daze and looked around the empty classroom. Only Remus and James stood by the doorway; McGonagall must have left with the other students. She smiled coyly up at Sirius, who was still holding her tightly in his arms. "I don't really have to go to History... if you don't have to go to potions."

Remus and James rolled their eyes and started walking away.

"See you two love-birds later," James called.

"Don't be late for charms later," Remus added. "We have an exam!"

Leah waved to Remus and giggled softly as Sirius picked up her bag and grabbed her hand, pulling her eagerly out of the classroom. She had definitely missed Sirius' lovey-dovey looks and passionate kisses, and even his playful touch. But then again, as Sirius pointed to every door and tapestry that they could hide behind and 'do it,' Leah rolled her eyes and allowed him to drag her back to the common room.

She was just glad that she had her husband-to-be back.

A/N: Yay! Happy ending. This is a longer chapter, just because I wanted to get some of the old teasing and joking back. By the way, I don't know if there actually is a Goblin Rebellion of 1452, but if there is... I'm not a witch, I swear! *apparates away*