Chapter One

If I had the power to be anywhere right now, that'll be down by the lake where the giant squid lives. Why such a place? Because it's October and everyone knows how the weather is by that time. The leaves of tree's had already changed its bright colors into warm tones; the stars changing its position from their summer days and not to mention the coldness that comes with the month. It was just perfect for me. Sure, summer was great and so was spring but fall happened to be just perfect. Perfect for me to read a book under one of the tree's beside the great lake, perfect to wear a warm sweater without looking too weird. It was just perfect, exactly to my liking.

Unfortunately, I'm sitting in my Transfiguration class being taught by Professor McGonagall. I should be taking notes, since I could see the Professor tapping the tip of her wand against a row of tea cups. But I'm sure Crystal would let me borrow them, after all I've let her borrow half of the notes I had taken in the last five years of our schooling.

I felt a poke on my side which made me casually glance at the dirty-blonde haired girl beside me. Her name is Crystal Lemmon and she is pretty proud to be a Lemmon. I'm not sure exactly why but I tend to be amused by her last name. We met on the very first dinner on our very first year in Hogwarts and since then we became good friends. Of course, like any other friends we had our disagreements and our reconciliation. It was and still is funny how that comes to be; basically we are quite weird.

Without words, Crystal nudge a parchment towards me; an action so familiar I didn't need to second guess about its content. I took the parchment and placed it under my hand which held the quill I should have been using for notes instead I was doodling.

Daydreaming again, huh? Don't even think of asking for the notes!

I couldn't help but let out a small grin before I wrote a reply.

Not necessarily daydreaming; besides shouldn't you be taking notes and not bother writing a question and a non-fact?

I soon received a reply.

You know, I'm not going to answer such question! Haha

So tell me what exactly are you doing then? Because even if you haven't been jotting down notes; I could still see you writing something. Do share!

I placed the tip of the quill right under Crystal's writing before I decided to pull out a parchment from underneath the one I was to reply to. It contained the first notes I've been taking since the lecture of Professor McGonagall, but it also contained certain doodling's as well as six rows of written words in the bottom half. I tore off that half and slid it to her.

A minute later and after she took back the paper she had written in, had offered her opinion.

I always knew you were such a romantic and that proves it! Now tell me, and don't lie, who's it for?

Normally, I would have made a face for her to see but since Professor McGonagall was still talking I kept neutral. I then looked under the parchment Crystal had written in and read the piece of parchment I had wrote much earlier.

I don't know why but I couldn't help but feel quite embarrassed by such words and much more since I had shown it to Crystal.

"So tell me who this dreamy boy is?" I heard Crystal say in a non-quiet form; which surprised me so since I thought the Professor was still lecturing. And from the look of it, people were obviously getting ready to leave.

"No one" I replied without looking at her as I placed the piece under the ink bottle of mine at the top right corner of my desk.

I heard a slight scoff coming from her as she picked up her book bag. "You can't fool me Isabelle"

"I'm sure you would have known if there was such a boy" I said as I looked straight at her.

She grinned, her aquamarine eyes twinkling with a familiar glow. "Ah... could it be none other then..." she stopped, tapping her index finger against her lips and turning towards the back. "Sirius Black?" she asked, accenting the whole name.

I kept a neutral face since I knew Crystal would make an interpretation if I made a move. Yep, that's how much we know about one another. Unfortunately this didn't work this time around, for a grin was forming on her lips.

It was a failed action but I just rolled my eyes at this as I stared at the back of the person in front of me. Last thing I wanted to do was look towards the direction of the mentioned name and be pegged as the person who said it. Unlike Crystal, I wasn't so... outgoing with the whole world and much less with the opposite-sex. Funny how that comes to be since I've been sorted in Hufflepuff.

"So it is him then?" Crystal pressed as she placed her book of parchments within her book bag.

"No and I know he's good-looking and all but it's not about him." I said gruffly as I took up the quill I had placed beside the ink bottle. "Besides, if it was about him, what kind of chance would I have? He's way out of my league anyways"

This certainly had stopped Crystal from what she was doing. "There you go again" she said exasperated "With the whole pessimistic attitude. Sheesh! You'll never have somebody with it"

I exhaled the breath I was holding when Crystal had chosen to tell me about my effect. "So blame me for feeling quite inferior to those pretty girls out there"

Crystal sighed "Really, you think you are ugly? Are you aware how much I envy your hair..."

I rolled my eyes at this. What's there to envy? I was just like any other dark haired person and I would have been happy with that. But I was different, different in the way that I was related to one of the prettiest girls in school who was still known even after she had graduated from Hogwarts. It's sad to say that I was thankful that Victoria wasn't around any more but still people would comment about her and that pretty much made me self-conscious. After all, I am her sister and we should have certain qualities but apparently nature didn't intend that to happen.

"...a cute nose too" she continued, stopping when she noticed I wasn't paying attention. "Fine you don't believe me but what if I asked someone?"

"Alright, let's just forget about this whole thing!" I practically exclaimed as I stuffed the last book into my book bag.

"Oh c'mon, look at him" she said as she propped her elbow on the table then rested her chin on a curled fist. "Tell me you don't like him"

I shouldn't have but I did, I casually turned towards the back. There he was seated beside one of his friends and from the look of it he was being amused by something. I silently observed how his stylish long hair hanged just above his shoulders, and a stray lock was over one of his chocolate brown eyes. If it weren't that Crystal was observing me, which I was sure of, I would have still kept looking.

"So?" she asked, a slight grin spreading upon her lips.

I sighed as I picked up the strap of my book bag. "Its time for lunch and I'm quite hungry so...I'm off" I told her curtly as I stood up and quickly hurried toward the open door without looking back.

No sooner did Crystal catch up with me that we both ended walking the rest of the way together towards the Great Hall; my little 'revelation' all but forgotten.

"Hey, Sirius, what d'you look for in the girls you go out with?" we were making our way to lunch when James decided to open his mouth. It was as though he wanted to be a questionnaire in his past life.

"Well, they have to have one of the following qualities," I said. "First off… got to be human."

James looked shocked. "We would've never guessed it," he said making Peter snort.

"Female–"

"And here we all thought that you, out of all people, were gay," said Remus sarcastically, making James and Peter laugh.

"Intelligent," I continued but was obviously interrupted.

"You still haven't found one with that quality," said Peter.

"What about that girl I dated last year from Ravenclaw?" I asked.

"Weren't you the one questioning why she was placed there in the first place?" Remus so candidly reminded me.

"Oh yeah…" I said following the rest of the guys into the Great Hall and sitting down at my usual seat.

"So, guys, check it out," said James, which was the cue for everybody to find something more entertaining than James. He was rambling on and on about Lily.

I quickly found a distraction, an extremely hot girl who was staring at me from the Ravenclaw table. And seeing her practically undress me with her eyes made me realize that is the reason that no girl has taken me seriously, I mean I know I don't take them seriously either but hey I need a challenge. Girls always throw themselves at me and for once I wish that one would make me actually like her and bring out that sensitive part of me that I know is hidden somewhere. The fact is that nobody really understands me and it really bothers but there is nothing I can do about it. Or maybe it's just that I'd rather hide behind the part of me that's always making jokes and pulling pranks. Yeah, that's probably it. The sensitive side of me we'll probably make me look gay. Even though, I still wish I could find someone that will understand me.

"Hey, guys," I said over James' voice, he was practically yelling he loved Lily, and the reasons why, too. I noticed Remus had his head in his hands and was muttering something and Peter was sitting next to him banging his head on the table. It would have been very funny if I hadn't realized what James was saying.

"–her beautiful emerald green eyes that haunt my dreams. How I wish I could get lost in them for hours…"

I turned to James with a what-the-hell look on my face before smacking him upside the head. "Snap out of it, mate!"

"Wha–"

"What are you a poet?" I asked and he just rolled his eyes and started talking again. "Shut the bloody hell up, man, you're embarrassing us!"

"Really?"

"Yes!" said Remus, Peter, and I in unison.

James blushed. "So cute! Jamesie boy is blushing!" I teased.

"Sod off!" he said, hitting me on the arm.

"I am," I replied. "I have to go get my transfiguration book. I'll meet you guys back in the Common Room."

Walking out of the Great Hall I thought I felt someone's eyes following me but I didn't pay much attention to it. I ran up the stairs and into the transfiguration classroom. I grabbed a book and was about to walk back out when I noticed a piece of parchment on the floor.

Bright, shining

Irises tell me all I

Really need to know

About this dreamy,

Irreplaceable boy who has

Enchanted my heart

My ignorant self wanted me to laugh and throw the parchment back on the floor. But then, that part of me that so long has wanted to show itself convinced me otherwise. I sat on the desk and started writing. I didn't know why but I felt like I could relate to whoever had written this.

I don't know what came over me but I sure as hell felt like James. I was writing a poem and the worst part was that someone was going to read it, not only that but I was wishing the right person and she would write me back. At first I hesitated but it wasn't as though somebody was going to know I'd written it, so I just grabbed my book and headed back to the Common Room. It was going to be a long day.

A/N: This is a collaboration with Nocturnal007(she's Belle, I'm Sirius), it was first posted on her account taken down, and now it's back up this time on my account (obviously) and I hope you enjoy it! Don't forget to review and stay tuned for Sirius' reply to her poem... what will it be? (I feel like I'm in advertising... lol)