A/N-All right! P.S. This is in Sirius' point of view now.

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"That bloody bastard, thinking that he can do whatever he liked because he was this famous rocker in the Wizarding world." I growled under my breath, causing a few people to look in my direction, actually thinking that a mad dog had gotten in the Castle.

"Easy Padfoot," Prongs said in good humor. It was the third time that I growled in frustration. "You don't want to scare of the little pansies who intend to take their dinner."

"I reckon that they'll all just take their plates and run out," I replied.

"Mate, I say you have to chill."

"She got sucked by a vampire, and you expect me to CHILL?"

"Sounds about right."

"You're a heartless bastard, do you know that?"

"Heartless in every respect except when it comes to Lily and my mates."

"That really isn't a comforting thought for others, is it?"

"Ah well. They all know that."

"I think that I want to blow up a toilet."

"I was thinking the same thing," Prongs looked at me in mock-amazement.

"Aren't you the Head Boy?" I said contemptuously.

"Does it matter?"

"I don't want to blow it up in front of a do-gooder like you."

"I won't give detention. If I do, then I'd have to give myself detention!"

"Prongs?"

"Yes?"

"I was kidding around, you big plonker."

"Oh. I knew that."

I stood up, and then tugged on the back of Moony's collar (Hey! he yelped) and Prongs took Wormy's. They followed without question, knowing what we were going to do, hearing the conversation. we linked our arms together and skipped up the Marble Staircase. Moony, who was on my left was failing to put up his grimace as a twitch on his lips betrayed him.

I lead the 'pack', heading toward the third floor boys bathroom, because we wouldn't want the bathrooms that WE used to be blown up. I mean, why would we do that?

"Do you have it with you?" I asked Prongs. The little mini-bomb that we built with resources from our Dormitory.

"Mate, I always have it with me," he replied, magically taking out the little rectangular box from his robes. "In case of emergency, you know?"

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Ahhh...I loved the sound of a loud boom in the middle of the night. What I loved more than that was the sound of Minnie telling us that we had another detention, in our Dormitory, curlers in her hair and sounding exasparated that we were in her House.

She ordered us to go down into the Common Room, so that we could get our detention started. There wasn't any more time to fit in more detentions for the week. There was a match next week and she didn't dare to give us any reason to not train. Bless her, and her odd ways.

Prongs and I were evidently the ones who came up with the plan, leaving Moony and Wormtail off the hook. We followed her down, pretending to sulk so that it made it look like we learned our lesson in blowing up the boys bathroom.

The two of us were asked to scrub the floor in the deserted sixth floor. Think it's easy? No. That floor isn't used, therefore claiming it not needed to be cleaned, and top of it all, we weren't allowed to use magic--not that we didn't.

We fixed that up in about fifteen minutes, since we pretended to be scrubbing for the thirteen because Filch was in front of us, watching like a hawk. He got called away when Peeves hid in one of the armor and rampaged in the Castle, clanging noisily. We used those precious two minutes to sweep the whole place clean. By the time Filch got here, we were done. Bless that Peevesy.

Me and Prongs raced towards the Portrait Hole, where the Fat Lady was waiting expectantly. Ahh...it was kind of strange to have a picture have a crush on you...on both of you who were best mates.

"Oh, go right in boys," she said, batting her eyelashes at--I didn't know which of us--anyway..."I know who you two are."

"Oh er--thanks...umm?" Prongs started, looking at me with alarmed eyes.

"Menedilena," the fat lady finished for him.

It was a miracle that the two of us didn't laugh. I let out a cough though, and cleared my throat. "That's quite a handful, could we call you Dilan instead?" I asked in sarcasm.

I guess sarcasm wasn't invented in her time, since she replied, "Anything for you two," and she blushed and waved her hand to move us on. We went up the stairs immediately, pushing each other up the Boys staircase and howled with laughter when we shut the door, making Moony sit up rigidly, looking angry. Of course, Wormy was sleeping soundly like the sleeper he was. Good for him.

What was with Moony? Oh! Is the full moon coming???

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ALEXANDRA HERNANDEZ

I was at the Hufflepuff Common Room, being lectured by Bridget. It was startling how she went from being an emotionless zombie to a passionate human being. She looked at me with sincerity in her eyes and gestured with her hands when words failed to express her feelings.

"What were you thinking, asking a vampire to bite you--?"

"He's half-vampire," I interjected, before she could interrupt me again.

"Even so, you knew that he was half another kind of being. What the hell, Alex? That was the stupidest thing that you could ever do in your entire life. Well, maybe using an Unforgivable Curse is...but that's not the point! I know that you're pretty and you want to try everything, but do you have to go for the dangerous people? I mean, the vampire and then the guy who graduated with your brother that you don't even see on a regular basis, just when your brother's visiting too. And then there's that childhood thing that you had with Sirius Black. You already liked fooling around with boys at that age! For Circe's sake, cannot you control yourself? And now, the other bad part about that is that you might actually be liking his brother too! Way to break an already broken family apart. And then there's a matter of--"

"STOP!" I pleaded. "How come you know so much about me?"

"Alex, everyone knows about those stuff."

The other Hufflepuffs were looking at me, but not kicking me out. They had no backbone to file out a Slytherin. A Slytherin who had a great deal of influence over other Houses, mind.

"Okay, okay. I have been easing up, haven't you noticed? Lorcan was a weakness for me. He was so sweet and appealing to me. He tried stopping me, so don't blame him."

She inhaled and exhaled slowly, calming herself down. "All right let's get you out of here before someone decides to squeal on you being here."

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"Couldn't you act like a normal person and actually sit down on a chair or bend down to tie your shoelaces?" Black asked me in annoyance.

All I did was tie my shoelace. A guy bent down on one knee and I sat down on it to reach my feet without difficulty. The guy could have just said for me to get off, so why was Black angry at me?

"He offered me, which was nice," I pointed out, continuing my walk toward my next class.

Thank goodness that I was in sixth year, meaning that I didn't have to spend any class with those seventh years. More time with them might make me lose my mind.

I traipsed over to where Regulus sat, doodling a dark-eyed man being brutally hit by a Bludger on the broomstick and falling into what seemed like a river of crocodiles. I then only realized that it bore resemblance to Lorcan.

"Why are you doing that?" I wondered, sitting beside him and examining the drawing. "Lorcan didn't do anything to you."

"Only almost killed you, but you don't seem to mind that," he grumbled, snatching the piece of parchment away from me. "You don't really understand how much we could lose if we lose you."

"What are you talking about?"

"Cissy told me all about what you could do. You breaking things without the need of a wand and last week, at the Gryffindor practice, I came over to talk to you, and you sent my brother and the other bloke stumbling backwards without touching them. It was like you pushed them with some invisible force."

"What use could that possibly do in my life? Breaking things and keeping people away from me?"

"Maybe you could do more beyond that. Now, it's just dependent on how you feel, and those nightmares. But maybe, if you harness it and train, you could probably control your power."

"I don't have any power!" I protested.

He was about to retort something back, when thankfully, McGonagall went inside and shushed the whole class. Unfortunately, Regulus gave me a look that meant that he wasn't dropping the subject.

Mmmm...he smelled good today. I could have sworn that he wasn't one who used cologne or whatever. It seemed to be coming from his neck and wrists. It smelled delicious, I wanted to taste it. What was I thinking? What the hell? Lorcan is rubbing off on me...

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