Chapter Twelve

Professor McGonagall had asked me to stay behind to help her sort some first year papers, which I did not mind at all, after all, I didn't have to be anywhere. This of course had led me to close the room afterwards, being that Professor McGonagall had a Professor's meeting.

It was after I had placed the parchments on McGonagall's desk that I quickly made my way back to that one desk. Sitting down on the empty seat, I quickly felt for the folded letter that I was sure was tapped underneath. Feeling the edge, I quickly took hold of it before opening it and reading what it said.

Can you really blame me for being annoyed at the fact that you bring him up in every letter. I could pretend to be James but that would most likely guarantee my death. And by the way, just because he is infatuated with Lily (and keeps being rejected by her) doesn't mean he isn't looking for company elsewhere… I am a Gryffindor, please, you're insulting me.

Now seriously, what would you do if I was Sirius? I think you want me to be him. You better answer this honestly.

You know what? I am actually going to go along with your little game. I'm going to answer absolutely each and every one of those questions.

Here you go:

My favorite color is blue (though I am really tempted to say black).

My favorite holiday is April Fool's, though I am not entirely sure it's a real holiday so I'll say Halloween.

I don't have a favorite sweet… they are all beyond wonderful to my appetite.

Five years from now I will most likely be in jail, but if I am not, then I am not entirely sure.

What do I look for in a girl? That is a very interesting question actually…let's see… first and foremost, and definitely important… they got to be human…female, and have prove of that. Also, smart, funny, brunettes (though I can't seem to stop hooking up with blondes. That's kind of like the general.

I definitely regret telling my friends about you because it means that I will be subjected to mockery for the rest of my life.

As of now, I have absolutely no goals in my life considering I have spent much of it just living the day rather than thinking of what might happen in the future. So, I dunno.

Now that I answered all of your questions… how about I come up with my own that are by no means as superficial as these?

What do you look for in a guy? How many boyfriends have you had? What do you hate the most in guys? What special quality must your guy have? Have you ever had a crush on one of your friend's boyfriends? Would you ever consider cheating on a guy? What's the worst thing that has ever happened to you? Is there any person in this world that you absolutely hate?

I shall leave it there for now. Hopefully your answers will be very elaborate. Got to go now… talk to you later…

I wasn't expecting to receive a somewhat, lengthy letter but I was quite surprised that he had stated that I was playing some game. A game that I haven't even thought of yet, so how would he know? Better yet, I did not know I how /I to answer half of these questions. There was only one person who could help me, unfortunately, I had no idea where she was.

Quickly folding the letter and placing it in my book bag, I then made my way out of the Transfiguration room and into the hall.

"Isabelle!"

I stopped and turned around to face down the hall, standing there was Alice who I had completely missed seeing. Feeling a bit flustered, I made my way toward her.

"Sorry, I didn't notice you."

"You aren't avoiding me on purpose, are you?" she asked.

I was taken-aback by her question, but I quickly shook my head. "Of course not, why would you think that?"

"For starters, you aren't around much and I can pretty much say that for Crystal." she said. She was holding a book in her arms, so I assumed she was either coming from a class or going to the Great Hall, which was right ahead if one kept walking down the hall.

"Crystal's been spending her time with Remus." I told her, adjusting the strap of my book bag.

"So, that explains her reason. What about yours?"

I wasn't exactly sure whether she was being serious by asking me that question or the way she had accused me of avoiding her. Normally, I would be able to tell by the way she was acting but by the look on her face she was being quite serious.

"I've been busy…" I started, looking down at my robes, adjusting whatever needed to be adjusted, in other words, to avoid looking at her.

"Boyfriend?"

I shot her a look, "Why would you ask that?"

With her free hand, she flipped back her dark brown hair. "You aren't normally involved into something that deeply that doesn't concerned about boy. Remember Patrick?"

How could I forget about him? He had been my first boyfriend when I was fifteen even though he was a year older. It was only natural for a girl to be quite attentive with her first love? Or well, what I had thought to have been my love. Unfortunately, he happened to be quite pushy in certain aspects of the relationship which had ended the relationship.

"Nice of you to remind me." I stated.

She grinned, "I'm just kidding with you."

I stared at her.

"You didn't actually believe I was angry at you, did you?"

I continued to stare at her.

"Uhhh…"

I smiled, before pinching her cheek. "Caught you, didn't I?"

She pushed aside my hand, "Big deal."

"Seriously, I've been busy with other things and since Crystal's spending the majority time of her waking life with Remus, I'm pretty much alone," I said, "but busy of course." I quickly added.

She nodded, "Don't worry."

"By the way, have you seen Crystal?"

She turned to look behind her, "Saw her walking with Remus down that hall. You might catch her before she disappears."

After thanking her, I quickly walked past her before breaking into a jog, after all, the length of the hall wasn't exactly a short walk.

I was quite in a hurry and assuming that no one was rounding the corner the same time as I did, I did not stop to notice the person until I had literally collided into him or her. Not only did the impact of colliding with someone caused me to step back nearly falling behind, but I had quickly regain my footing. Thankfully, I wasn't holding my books or they would have certainly scattered, I thought as I adjusted my robes before looking up to the person who I collided with.

"I'm-" I stopped, noticing that not only did I have the luck of bumping into a total stranger, but Sirius Black himself who happened to be staring at me in the most curious manner. Right beside him was James, who also appeared to be waiting for something. By their look, they must have regained their composure much quicker than I did and that was not good.

"Sorry," I quickly apologized before I made my way around James.

After putting a great distance from where I last stopped, forcefully, I had decided there was no use in searching for Crystal. I would do it on my own, because I was in no way prepared to talk about the literally crash encounter I had with Sirius Black.

"Teacher's pet, teacher's pets… are you blind or what, teacher's pet?" I sang under my breath making James laugh. We had been looking for Remus for the better part of the last hour with no success, and after the collision and the awkward effect it had we gave up altogether and went back to the Common Room.

It would actually be a couple of days before we got to talk to Remus at all outside a classroom.

"Someone's been spending a lot of time with a girl lately," I said to no one in particular.

"And considering the most you've got is a couple of anonymous letters we'll rule you out," said Peter absentmindedly.

"Thanks for the laugh, Pete," I said glaring at him.

"Dude, just 'cause you like this girl doesn't mean you can't hook up with someone else," said James putting his arm around me. "This is Hogwarts mate. It's a see of beautiful women… and you my friend, are one of their most sought after prays."

"Were," I heard Peter and Remus muttering under their breaths.

"Pete, are you up for the challenge?" asked James.

"I can get pretty girls alright," he answered. "I just don't know if any of them want to hook up with Sirius."

"Can we get back to my comment and forget this little conversation happened?" I snapped irritated.

"Fine," the all said.

"Remus… Remus… Remus," I said walking over to his bed and sitting next to him. "Remus."

James and Peter laughed as I put my arm around Remus.

"Yes, Sirius," he said, looking at me amused.

"You've been spending a lot of time with Crystal," I said tightening my grip. "So tell me–"

"What if I don't want to tell you?"

"I haven't even said anything yet."

"But I know what you are going to ask."

"Ahh… so you did?"

"I didn't say that."

"But you hinted that."

"I could be messing with you, lad."

"But you got to tell me."

"No I don't."

"But you do!"

"Why would I do such a ridiculous thing?"

"Just because…"

"Just because what?"

"Because I wanted to hook up with her!"

"Did you ever think of the possibility that she didn't want to hook up with you?"

"Why wouldn't she want to hook up with me?"

James and Peter tried desperately to choke down their laughter at this comment but gave about two seconds into the trial. Why? Because the love mocking me.

"I know you didn't just ask that, mate," said James laughing even more.

I rolled my eyes. "So… is she good?" I asked smiling.

"No."

My face fell. "No?" I asked incredulously.

"No."

"Are you sure you even–"

"No."

"Are you high? Or is your brain not producing much today?"

"I haven't slept with her so I wouldn't know," said Remus through gritted teeth.

"You are such a newbie."

"Sirius, you might want to stop insulting me," he said suddenly looking happy.

"Why's that?"

"Because I have a letter for you," he said triumphantly.

"Gimme!"

"Behave."

"Oh come on!" that was Peter.

"Don't torture us because he is being a prat!" said James. "He behaves like one every day anyway!"

"Good point," said Remus scowling. "Fine… here you go."

By the way you speak or yourself and your friends, you guys are, by no way, innocent angels.

"How long did it take her to figure this out?" asked James.

We all looked at Peter. He got quite offended by the stares.

"Why the bloody hell should I know?" he squeaked. "I found out like three weeks ago.

"Fair enough," I said nodding.

I'm sure if I were to have been around you or even had you as a boyfriend, I'm sure you would have corrupted me and that would certainly displease my mother.

"Remus!" James, Peter, and I whined.

"What?" he replied.

"You have to tell us who it is–" said James.

"Just because it would be so bloody entertaining–" continued Peter.

"Because of my love for pissing mothers off!" I finished.

"Keep reading," said Remus annoyed. "Honestly the more letters you receive the more immature you become."

We all scowled.

Nah, she won't be displeased, she wouldn't even have known.

"When you are dating Sirius Black the muggle dude–"

"Minister," interrupted Remus.

"Yeah, that," said James. "Even he knows."

Ignorance, by then, would have been bliss. So you're a Gryffindor then, well, that's settled then…

As for your other question, the one concerning what would I do if you were Sirius… Well… I would more likely be extremely surprised. A couple of minutes would need to pass before I could finally be comfortable. But then I would likely be nervous being around say person. Then…I… really don't know. No, I really don't want you to be him because that would take out the fun of knowing who I'm writing to. Because if you were him then… I might be getting to a point where no other girl has? And it'll be more likely that I would not want to meet you until I became more comfortable or something. There, you have my honest answer.

"Well, we can rule out a confession for now," I said.

"And it would've been so entertaining," said Peter shaking his head. "The shame," he sighed.

Who said I was playing a little game?

"Sirius," said three voices simultaneously.

Do you actually think that by getting your favorites, I'm bound to know who you are? Surprise, surprise, I'm not in the mood of a treasure hunt of some sort. Though I must add that my friend is quite interested in finding out whom you are.

"Darling you already know who he is… stop lying to yourself," said James rolling his eyes.

Thanks for the answers nonetheless, though I did find your prediction about being in prison quite… sad.

"Why?" said Peter. "I think that might be a pretty accurate description."

You are the first person to actually say something negative about their future, so you better be kidding and say you'll be happily engaged to some girl or something along those lines.

"This chick needs a thing of the list Sirius will never, even if he found his soul mate, do," said James.

Remus snorted.

Now onto your questions... As for what I want in a guy, well, for one they have to be smart, interesting and have a sense of humor and that's pretty much it. It's pretty simple, ain't it? But that's it.

"All girls want the same thing," said James disgusted.

"They want to mold boy into these perfect bloody losers that they can boss around," I continued.

"I'd buy into it," shrugged Remus.

"Yeah," James, Peter, and I agreed.

So far, I've only had one boyfriend though that obviously didn't end so well. The thing that I hate about guys is their superficial manner of thinking, especially when it comes to girls, but I suppose that can't be blamed, after all they…. I'll just save that comment.

"We can thank God she will never actually hear those comments you just made two seconds ago or her feelings will be confirmed," said Peter snorting.

Of course, not many guys are like that so, it'll be unfair to claim all of them being superficial.

"We are in that group–"

"We are angels–"

"We've never been superficial–"

"We don't understand women!"

Laughter usually follows redeeming time.

The one special quality that I would like for the guy to have is… I cannot really give you a single answer to that. So I'll just leave that question blank for the time being.

"Oh come on!" interjected James.

I've never had a crush on a friend's boyfriend, though at the moment, the guy my best friend is dating I find him to be attractive but no, no crushes.

"I should blackmail her with that…" said Remus thoughtfully to himself.

We all glared at him.

I would never consider cheating, why would I want to break whatever trust is between us? I'm just not that kind of girl to do something like that.

"She is such a girl," said James.

I threw a pillow at him. "You have such a knack for stating the obvious, mate."

He smiled sheepishly.

"That wasn't a compliment!" shouted Remus incredulously.

James shrugged.

The worst thing that has ever happened in my life is… and currently is happening is the way my parents seem to ignore my existence, focusing mainly on my sister even when she's not even in the same country as we are. Being ignored by a love one is something quite dreadful, you know. As for the last Q, I don't hate no one, not even my parents, as funny as that sounds.

"Be glad they are ignoring your existence," I said brightly.

"Dude… you live with me," said James.

"He is also treated better than you are," stated Remus smiling.

James glared at him.

Well, this certainly has ended up being quite a lengthy letter I have written so far. You should be proud, ha. Also, I found it quite interesting that you are interested in whatever love life I have. Could it possibly be that you are interested me? Oh dear, that would be amusing, won't it? But really, if you wanted to get personal, then that was nothing.

"Just wait until she stops being in denial, she's going to want to run away and never come back," said Remus laughing at his own comment.

By the way, say Hi to your friends for me. Since I'm pleased to read that I'm providing some part to their amusement.

"You got that right," said Peter laughing.

"Are you really still not telling me who she is?" I asked Remus.

"Right you are," he replied smiling brightly.

"Bloody wolf," I muttered, making him smile even wider.

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