Glad you like Pippin :) She's pretty cool.

Chapter Three

1971- Potter Residence

Sirius shut his eyes and rolled over again. He just could not get to sleep. Maybe it was because his parents weren't screaming down the hall at each other. Or maybe because Regulus hadn't come into his room crying about how mummy and daddy were always being mean nowadays, and complaining of nightmares. Whatever the reason, it was keeping him awake late into the night.

The door creaked open slowly and Sirius rolled onto his stomach, feigning sleep. It was probably just Mrs. Potter checking on James. Sirius was happy his mother never did that. It was creepy. Really, he was happy she didn't care. At all.

When he thought she was gone, he rolled back towards the ceiling, opening his eyes. Sirius jumped, startled, and banged his head on the head board.

Someone was leaning over his bed.

He opened his mouth to scream, but the person covered a hand with something small and scalding hot. It took a moment for him to realize it was someones hand.

"Shhh!" The figure said, "Do you want to wake up my mother?" The voice was obviously a girls, he thought as she lifted her hand from his mouth.

"Who are you?" Sirius asked.

"The real question is," She said, "Who are you? Now quiet down a bit, James is sleeping."

He heard her whisper 'lumos' and then a bright light was shined right into his eyes.

"Ow!" Sirius protested.

"Oh, don't be a baby, I barely shined it in your eyes for ten seconds," The girl rolled her eyes. Once his eyes had adjusted to the light Sirius noticed the girls tall but young stature, and her resemblance to James.

"You must be Dewey," Sirius concluded.

"Correctomundo, padawan," She said, Pushing her glasses up her nose. She set the wand down on the bed and leaned over him again, until her nose was touching his.

And Sirius, as a twelve year old, had never been quite this close to a girl before. Sure, he had held hands with Lynette Corner when James dared him to walk around the black lake with her, but that was about it.

"You," Dewey said, tilting her head back up, "Have very pretty eyes."

"Uh, thank you?" Sirius' answer was more of a question than an actual response.

"You're welcome," Dewey hopped onto the side of the bed, and Sirius sat up, crossing his legs under the covers. "I've never seen anyone with gray eyes before. Your eyes are gray. Like on really foggy morning, except a little darker."

Sirius just blinked at her.

"What's your name?" She asked, "Are you Remus, Peter, or Sirius?"

"I'm Sirius Black," He held out his hand for her to shake, but she just stared at it and let him drop it awkwardly.

"Is your middle name Lee?"

"No," Sirius answered slowly, like he was talking to a mental person. "It's Orion."

"Oh," She sounded disappointed. "My middle name is Andromeda. I was named after your cousin."

"Are we even related?" Sirius tried to conjure the image of his family tree in his mind, but he had spent so long trying to forget it that he couldn't picture it.

"Sort of," Dewey responded, shrugging her shoulders casually.

Sirius huffed. This girl was impossible! "How can you 'sort of' be related to someone?"

"Well," She said, playing with her fingers, "My mum is your mum's aunt."

"So we're related," Sirius concluded.

"My mum was adopted," Dewey said, "So we're sort of related."

"Ohkay..." Sirius shrugged, "Wait, how are you doing magic? Shouldn't the ministry be banging on the doors about underage stuff?"

"Di'nt'cha know?" Dewey said, "In homes with magical adults the ministry people can't tell who's doing the magic."

"Wicked."

"Did you know that there are more kangaroos than people in Australia?" Dewey asked, and Sirius shook his head, "Isn't that so cool? I thought that'd be so cool if we had kangaroos in England. Or kwalas. I mean koe-ah-lahs."

"Riiiight," Sirius made to say something else, but Dewey shushed him, holding up her hand. Someone was walking down the hallway.

"Sleep," She hissed to him.

Dewey vaulted her self off the bed, somersaulting across the floor and rolling under James' bed.

Obeying her, Sirius once again feigned sleep, throwing an arm over his face and slitting his eyes so he could see a little of the room.

He saw the light from the hallway pour into the room as Mrs. Potter opened the door.

"Where could that girl be?" He heard Mrs. Potter mutter to herself as she shut the door and shuffled away.

"Oh my Godric!" Half of Dewey's head popped out of mid air, making Sirius gasp in surprise. "Did you see that? I was like whoosh and then doo doo doo and the I grabbed the invisibility cloak and was like splam! I feel like a ninja!" As Dewey talked she waved her arms around crazily, adding motion to her sound effects while she was still half under the invisibility cloak.

"Right," She said after a moment of silence, where Sirius just stared at her, "Tell James I'll give him back his cloak tomorrow."

With that, Dewey grinned widely at Sirius before ducking under the invisibility and leaving the room. Sirius watched the door open and close on its own, and stood up like he was going to follow her out, but then thought better of it.

Sirius Black fell back onto his bed with a sigh. Dewey Potter wasn't like any girls he new. Some girls liked make-up and stuff, but Dewey obviously didn't care that she had been wearing pajamas. And some girls, like that Lily Evans, hated pranks, but she was grounded and blew stuff up, so she must be cool.

And thus, Sirius Black's first crush was formed.

1977- Hogwarts

James Potter walked down the hallway with an arm slung lazily around his best friend, Sirius.

"You see, Sirius," He said, looking off into the distance thoughtfully, "Evans and I are meant to be."

"What are you talking about," Sirius asked. He looked in the direction James was looking, "And what are you looking at?"

"I'm looking at my way in," James exclaimed, throwing his hands up in the air and spinning around. "Don't you get it? Don't you understand?"

"No," Sirius sounded exasperated, "I don't get it, James. Because I have no idea what you're talking about!"

"It's destiny!" James shouted, "I have an in to Lily's personal life! Dewey, my sister, is her room mate! They can be best friends and Dewey can find out what she likes and out in a good word for me and we'll all live happily ever after! Me and Lily will be married, you'll live in the play wizard mansion, Remus will discover the cure to werewolfie-ism, and Dewey will be a nun!"

"There are so many things wrong with that sentence," Sirius muttered, "First, I am not a play wizard. Second, werewolfie-ism isn't the correct term. It's not even a word. The right word is lycanthropy. And third, Dewey is a fire elemental witch. The only way they could hate her more would be if she went up and said, 'Hi, I'm a Satanist, we're sacrificing a virgin on the hill tonight, here's a flier!'"

"Pshhh," James rolled his eyes, "She's not going to tell the convent that she's a witch. Duh."

Sirius stared at him for a moment before shaking his head. "You're an idiot. Besides, I don't think Dewey and Lily will get along that well. I mean, Lily is hard working and studious, and Dewey is...Dewey."

"Fine!" James shouted, "Let me weep as you destroy my hopes and dreams!" They walked in silence for a moment when James asked, "What's up between you and Dewey, anyway? You've both been really tense since this summer."

"Nothing," Sirius said quickly, "Nothing's up. Why would you think something is up? Because nothing is." With that, Sirius opened the door and entered history of magic.

After Binns had finished taking roll Sirius left, looking at the Marauders Map to find where the fight was going to be.

"What's up?" Sirius nearly jumped out of his skin when he heard the voice behind him. He'd been so busy looking for the fight that he hadn't seen Dewey Potter walking down the hall behind him. "Looking for that fight Pippin was talking about."

"Yeah," Sirius muttered, "It's this way."

There was a huge crowd up people standing in the hallway chanting 'Fight! Fight! Fight!'

"And Corner takes a swipe at Peterson, ohhh, that's gotta' hurt..." Pippin, apparently, had taken it upon herself to commentate the fight. "Finally! Emma Peterson get's bitch-slapped, folks," Several people cheered, "Right across the face. Oh, I've waited so long for this moment."

"McGonagall!" Someone shouted, "She's coming! Scatter!"

People ran in every direction, trying to flee from the strict professor. Sirius was in a secret passage way out of there when he realized he had left Dewey behind.

"Godric damn it!" He cursed, turning around to get her. James would kill him if he let her get lost.

He found Dewey casually walking down the hallway humming, having no idea where she was, or where she was going.

"Oh," She said when she saw him, "There you are, Sirius."

"C'mon, Dewey," He said, grabbing her arm, "Let's get out of here before-"

"Mr. Black," Damnit. "I should have known you would be involved in this," McGonagall wagged her finger at him before turning to Dewey. "And Ms. Potter, I had hoped you would be less rambunctious than your brother, but that is obviously not the case."

"But we didn't do anything," Sirius pointed out, "We're just walking down the hall."

McGonagall's lips pulled into a tight frown, "And are you or are you not supposed to be in class right now?" Neither student said anything. "Detention. Tomorrow night at seven, come to my classroom. Both of you."

"Yes, professor," Sirius said monotonously.

Dewey smiled in a friendly manner, "Be there or be square."

At McGonagall's raised eyebrows and questioning look, Sirius shook his head.

"Dewey, let's just get back to class," Sirius said, taking her arm and leading her away.

At the end of the hall she waved good-bye to the professor and began to play with a lighter.

Dewey Potter was strange, there was no denying it.

And Sirius Black still could figure out why being so strange made her so attractive. Or maybe it was just him? He stopped to consider this.

Nahh...

Three update in a week! Yay bribery! Happy thanksgiving to you Americans (including me! I love Thanksgiving...no school, and lots of food.)

Haha, guess what I'm doing this Sunday? Me and a bunch of other girls are dressing up as Harry Potter characters and then going to see New Moon, every time Edward comes on screen my friend is going to gasp 'Cedric? You're alive?' and right at the mushy part I'm going to stand up and announce 'Sorry guys! Wrong movie! I thought it was Harry Potter...y'know, I just keep getting Cedric and Edward mixed up...' and then apologize to the other people in the theater and leave, and not come back. One of my more brilliant pranks, if I do say so myself.

Why am I telling you this? Because I'm giving you all a mission to go to your local movie theater with your friends and do the same thing. Don't disappoint me, agent 007.