Despite the five detentions McGonagall gave me, as well as a long, boring lecture about "Gryffindor decency", I could hardly make myself care about the Great Hall stunt. I was just too busy being blissfully happy to be bothered to care. It must have been the aftereffect of amazing sex.

Despite my original intention of shagging Riley and then going back to just being friends, I had no desire to give up my favorite new boy toy. In fact, I had no desire to let him put his clothes on ever again let alone stop shagging him. I had been celibate for way too damn long and it had worn down my mental stability.

Talking about mental stability, I was hearing some odd things about Marren. I hadn't really seen much of her since my guilt had decided to show up from bloody nowhere. She just seemed off whenever I saw her even though I never saw her up-close. She wasn't the same spineless Puff I knew. She was off and though I enjoyed watching her grow a backbone, it wasn't right. She wasn't who she was supposed to be. It was like she was hollow inside, completely numb.

I wasn't the only one who noticed it either. Lupin and Sirius were noticeably always casting her worried glances, especially Lupin. Maybe I was right about them being a better match than her and Sirius…

As much as I should have spared my attention to the obvious train wreck that was the Puff, Riley always seemed to be stealing my attention. I was too busy snogging and shagging him to think about anything else. My studies suffered, my mates went neglected and I practically forgot my whole promise to test Sirius' faithfulness. The Puff didn't seem to notice that I wasn't working on Sirius but then again I don't think she was noticing many things those days. She was definitely not in her element.

Robin and my other mates weren't nearly as oblivious to my new changes. They were quite vocal about my attention being stolen by Riley. Not only did they like to take the piss over Riley and I shagging but they complained loudly and frequently about our attention being on each other rather than them. If they'd seen Riley naked, however, they'd understand the distraction.

"Cher, what are you doing later?" Riley questioned as he and I were lounging lazily around an unused classroom after a heated snog session.

I stretched in a very cat-like manner, "You hopefully."

He chuckled, "You little minx."

"But I'm your favorite minx," I pointed out, nuzzling his neck with a purr. I don't know where this feline behavior was coming from but it was definitely hitting full force.

"Oh is that so?" he inquired, raising an eyebrow at me.

I nodded, resting my mouth on his ear, "After all I am minx who lets you do the things you do to me and the one who does certain things to you."

There was a faintly visible shiver that went down his neck, "Well when you put it like that I suppose you definitely are my favorite."

"You suppose?" Okay, maybe me using his hormones against him was morally wrong but I was a female. Female kind had been using men's weakness to get what they want for centuries so why couldn't I get away with it too?

"Definitely. You're definitely my favorite," he conceded with an enthusiastic nod.

I smiled victoriously as I got to my feet, "I know. I should go. Sirius' gonna have a fit if I'm late again."

"So what? It's not like he has a claim on you. You should stay with me instead," he suggested, pulling me back to him. "I'm sure I can think of something more interesting for you to do than go meet up with him."

"I'm sure you could, love, but I really need to do this assignment and he is my partner," I pointed out.

"But surely you can miss one little meeting," he attempted to persuade.

"That's what you said to make me miss last time ! I really have to go," I pulled away from him. "I'll be back in a few hours and then my attention will be all yours."

"Promise?"

I rolled my eyes. Wasn't this the same laidback, nonchalant guy from a week before? Since when did he turn into a pouting three year old? "I promise."

"Well I guess I'll let you go," he conceded. "But you're going to owe me."

I couldn't help but roll my eyes again, "What else is new?" I gave him a peck on his lips, "I'll find you when I'm done. Don't wait up."

He gave my arse a playful swat, "Haha, Clara. You're so funny."

I scowled at him at the use of my first name. No one called me Clara. Well, except my family and I hated when they called me that. Actually I hated when I had to hear their voices at all. "Watch yourself, Alexander," I gave him a pointed look before sauntering out of the classroom.

I don't know what happened to him. He never used to act like that. In fact, it wasn't until he and I started shagging that he didn't act like an icebox all the time. It was like his whole cool attitude was really just a façade to cover up his sexual deprivation and once his deprivation was gone then his original disposition shined through.

I was generally happy with him, I suppose. It was fun. The sex was satisfying and the company pleasant. I didn't know how long that would last but I was going to make the most of it.

Sirius was waiting for me in the library when I arrived. I don't know why he'd started wanting to meet in the dank, musky library but I was there per his request. He definitely looked brassed off and that probably had something to do with the fact that I was nearly ten minutes late. "Sorry," I apologized, taking a seat next to him.

He suddenly sat upright like he'd smelled something foul. "You smell like him."

That didn't quite sound like a compliment so I decided to play dumb, "Who?"

"You know who. Riley Alexander, the one you've been shagging for a week," he pointed out bitterly. I didn't understand why he was sounding so bitter. He had nothing to be bitter about.

"Yeah and at least I shag a person for a week unlike you, who's too busy sneaking around on his virgin girlfriend to bother shagging someone for more than ten minutes at a time," I retorted.

"Excuse me? Ten minutes? How horrible of stamina do you think I have?" Of course, of everything I said that would be the part to offend.

I was about to retort when all of a sudden I was being attacked by a flying fur ball. "Jasper!" I growled as my perverted ferret burrowed himself down the cleavage of my shirt. "Honestly, rat, if you don't knock this off I'm going to turn you into a hat!"

"What? Only like it when Alexander does it?" Sirius sneered. Honestly, what the hell was that bloke's problem?

Merlin, what was wrong with him? I sighed and got to my feet, "Alright, Black, I can see we're not going to get anything done today. How about when you finally decide to man up and own up to your jealousy you come find me? I'd love to find out how good or bad your stamina is firsthand." I left him in a state of shock as I sashayed out of the library, ferret in cleavage. Well, I guess after that I couldn't say that I hadn't made any progress on the Sirius front…

A/N: This chapter was about half the length that I originally wanted (I decided to cut out a scene between Cherry and Robin talking about Riley) but I felt like this fit better. Besides, this way I felt like there was more of a spotlight on Sirius' evident jealousy. This chapter also took me longer than expected with the holidays but some of my other stories sort of commandeered my attention for a while. Oops? I'll try not to do that again but no promises. I'll try though.

Evan