A/N: Sorry for the delay, homework and stuff have been the way and of course the dreaded writers block. CURSE YOU WRITERS BLOCK! Good news though, chapter 10's already in the making and SOME BONDING TIME IN THIS CHAPTER! YEAH!

THIS CHAPTER IS DEDICATED TO: THE PEOPLE WHO HAVE REVIEWED THIS STORY SO FAR AND THE PLATE OF DELICIOUS SPAGHETTI BOLOGNESE THAT SADLY GETS EATEND URING THIS CHAPTER. THANKS.

-CONVERSATION OF THE CHAPTER-

(A/N: Sorry this isn't a proper conversation. I had no one to write about.)

ME: HI!

SPAGHETTI BOLOGNESE: ….

ME: Hello?

SPAGHETTI BOLOGNESE: …

ME: HI? HELLO? HEY? YOU THERE?

SPAGHETTI BOLOGNESE: …

ME: Well don't I feel stupid for speaking to myself like this when you're obviously not there.

SPAGHETTI BOLOGNESE: …

ME: Aren't you going to do anything about it?

SPAGHETTI BOLOGNESE: …

ME: No? Fine then.

SPAGHETTI BOLOGNESE: …

ME: You know, I love Spaghetti Bolognese… and you look very nice.

SPAGHETTI BOLOGNESE: …

ME: Hmm…

*Spaghetti Bolognese disappears… literally*

ME: Mmm… yum, that was tasty. ON WITH THE STORY!

A/N: Sorry that's there's lots of (A/N) in this chapter. I just needed them in there! Sorry if they annoy you! Also, sorry for the little bit of swearing in the last chapter and maybe a little in this chapter.

9

'THE FLOOR?'

'Yes, the floor- ow!' Gracie snswered, still holding on to her foot (more persivically her toes) desperately.

James sighed.

The Fat Lady proceeded to glare at them and went back to sleep, her soft snores were heard not long after.

'We don't have any blankets or anything!'

'We won't go to sleep then. Ow- were just- ow- talk.'

Gracie sat up with her back on the wall.

The boys copied her.

'Talk about what?'

'Lets play a game.' Sirius suggested.

'What kind of game?' Remus asked eyeing Sirius susspiously.

'The first one to die wins.'

'WHAT?'

'Shouldn't it be the first one to die loses?' Gracie asked, pulling out her wand.

'I was joking!' Sirius said and he scooted away from Gracie.

'Oh.' Gracie said sheepishly, dropping her wand to the floor.

'The game I was thinking of us playing really was the question game.'

'The question game? What kind of name is that?' Peter snorted.

'A cool one!'

Before things could go further Remus cut in and said,

'What is the question game then? How do you play it?'

'Well we take it in turns to ask questions. You can ask the whole group the same question or just one person. Everyone's aloud not to answer a question if they don't want to once.' Sirius explained.

'I'll play.'

'Okay.'

'Peter, you can start.'

Peter thought for a minute.

'Favourite food, a question for all.'

'Spagettii Bolonesge.' Gracie said immediately.

'Pizza.' Sirius soon followed.

'Italien.' Gracie said and her and Sirius high-fived each other.

'Steak.' Remus muttered becoming a little uncomfortable.

'Chicken. Does Peter have to answer as well?' James asked.

'No,' Sirius replied. 'He asked it so he doesn't have to.'

'Me next! Lets see… Jamesie!'

James automatically cringed at the nickname.

'Don't call me that.' He pleaded.

Gracie ignored him.

'Jamesie, do you want a sibling?' Gracie glanced at Sirius for a brief second as she said this.

'Of course,' James replied honestly. 'Things can get boring with just my parents and me around.'

'I'll go next.' Sirius said.

A moment later he said,

'Favourite animal?'

'A Stag.' James said boldly.

Everyone gave him weird looks.

'Mate, isn't that a deer?' Sirius asked.

'Yes. A very cool dear actually.'

No one questioned James further after that.

'A lion.'

'Like a true Gryffindor Gracie.' Sirius commented.

Gracie smirked happily.

'Peter, Remus.'

'A rabbit.'

'A rabbit Remus? That's worst then James's!'

'Well mine's a cat.' Peter said.

(A/N: Peter's Animagus form is a rat… Cats eat rats… get it?)

'Finally a normal one around here.'

'If everyone in the world was normal it would be a very boring place.' Gracie said as though repeating it out of a text book.

(A/N: One of my favourite quotes/mottos.)

'Okay…'

'My go.' Remus decided.

'I don't want to be last!' James crossed his arms.

'Deal with it. what do you want to be when you're older?'

'An Auror.' James, Sirius and Gracie all responded at the same time and high-fived each othwer.

'I think I might work in Honeydukes or maybe Flurish&Blotts.' Peter said quietly.

'It's your decision.' James shrugged.

'It's my turn!'

What would he ask?

Something came into mind but- sighing, James decided to ask it, Sirius didn't have to answer if he didn't want to.'

'Sirius do you love Regulus?'

No one said answer, a pin being dropped could probably be heard.

They all looked at Sirius awaiting his answer.

'Of course I do. He's my brother.'

No one commented.

'Another round?' James questioned.

Everyone nodded, some less eager than others.

'What's your favourite colour? Did you know mine's green?'

(A/N: Now, everyone's favourite colour has some thought into it. try and guess why each of their favourite colours is their favourite colour. I'll explain in the authors note in the next chapter!'

'No I didn't know. Peter and mine's red.'

'Same as Gracie.' James said.

'Yellow because it's a happy colour.' Sirius said brightly.

(A/N: Not my reason why his favourite colour is yellow.)

'Blue.' Remus smiled.

'Peter, what did the Sorting Hat say to you when you were being sorted lst year?' Gracie questioned.

'Pass.' Peter muttered.

'Why?'

'Because.'

Sirius shrugged and said,

'Just rember you can't pass another question again.'

Peter nodded in confirmation he knew and understood.

'Right, what shall I ask…' Sirius mumbled. 'I think… where do you go once a month Remus?'

'Pass.'

James, Sirius, Peter and Gracie all exchanged glances.

'Do you ever feel left out by your siblings or become jealous of them?'

'I don't feel left out.' Gracie shook her head. 'But sometimes…' Gracie trailed off.

She took a deep breath.

'Molly has Arthur and she's pregnant now… I've always wanted kids. Gideon and Fabien have each other and are really funny… I have no one-'

'You have me-' Sirius coughed. 'Us.'

James, Peter and Remus nodded in agreement.

It was James's turn.

'Uh… what disease does your mum have Remus?'

James knew Remus had to answer, his pass had disappearwed a few questions ago.

'She has,' Remus tensed. 'A Muggle disease called Breast Cancer.'

Immediately, to his embrassment his eyes turned to Gracie's uh…

He wasn;t thwe only one.

He had to kndge Sirius in the ribs.

'Peter, it's your go.' James said uncomfortably.

'Erm… James who do you fancy?'

'That's the stupidest question I've heard all night.' Gracie said.

Sirius nodded in agreement.

Peter blushed.

'Lily Evans obviously.' James grinned.

'Okay… I'm going to ask… Sirius.' Gracie paused and then hesitantly said, 'Do you love your parents and your family?'

A sour look appeared on Sirius's face and James knew if anyone but Gracie had asked that Sirius would be likely to kill the person who asked. But Gracie had asked and Sirius would never harm Gracie.

'Pass.'

'What are you afraid of?' Remus questioned quietly.

No one answered for at leasr 5 minutes.

What was James afraid of?

Lord Voldemort?

Death?

Pain?

'I don't know, maybe…'

'It's okay if you don't know. We have to fight a Boggart next year. you can find out then.' Remus assured him.

'I'm afraid Regulus and I will turn out like the rest of my family. Like Bellatrix… or worse.' Sirius shuddered.

'I'm afraid of the Death Eaters.' Peter squeaked.

'Pass.' Gracie whispered.

No one questioned her.

'Well who do we have here?'

They turned around to see 'The Man In The Portrait'.

'You.' Sirius's eyes narrowed.

'Me.' The man in the portrait returned the glare.

'What do you want?' Sirius hissed.

'Just wondering around. What are you doing here?'

'None ofyour busi-'

'We can't get in because we don't know the password.' James explained.

'I know the password. It's pigfarts.'

(A/N: PIGFARTS ON MARS! (A VERY POTTER MUSICAL).)

'How do you know it's that?' Sirius asked.

'Overheard the Prefects.'

'Lets wake her up, so we can go inside.' Peter said.

'Right.'

'WAKE UP!'

'HI!'

'WE KNOW THE PASSWORD!'

'GET UP!'

'What do you want?' The Fat Lady woke up. 'I was sleeping! Why-'

'We know the password! It's Pigfarts!' Peter shouted.

The Fat Lady sneered.

'No it's not.'

'WHAT?'

James turned to the main in the portrait.

He had gone.

'Urgh!' he yelled.

'Now I'm going back to sleep! do not wake me up again!'

James faced Sirius, Remus and Peter as Gracie was still sitting on the floor because of her foot.

'What now?'

'We sleep on the floor.' Gracie said.

This time none of them said, 'THE FLOOR!'

Thye just lied on the floor, taking there cloaks off and drapping them across rhwir bodies.

'It's freezing.' Gracie muttered.

'We'll all lie next to each other then for body heat.' Remus suggested.

Awkwardly they moved to lie next to each other.

James was stuck in the middle of the 5 of them. It went Peter, Remus, him, Gracie and then Sirius.

'Goodnight.'

'Night.'

'Night.'

'Sleep tight.'

Gracie snorted.

'Yeah sleep tight and don't let the bed bugs bite.'

'BUGS!' Peter said loudly.

'She's joking.' Remus calmed Peter down.

'Are you- are you sure?' Peter squeaked.

'Yes.'

James could literally see Gracie rolling her eyes next to him.

10 minutes later after tossing and turning to get comfortable, they had all settled down.

Sirius snores were starting up, Gracie's and Remus's eyes were closed next to him. He couldn't see Peter but James guessed he was sleeping.

James was the only up.

He coukdn't get to sleep and he couldn't help it when his mine started to wonder…

Peter. What did the Sorting Hat say to him that he wouldn't tell them? Something embrassing? Something mean? Maybe that he was a terrible wizard? Maybe Peter wasn't a wizard at all and was a Squib and thr Sorting Hat was keeping his secret and not telling Professor Dumbledore out of the kindess of his heart? If he even had one. Or maybe he was meant to get sorted into a different house but Peter begged to be a Gryffindor? What if the Sorting Hat told Peter what would happen in the furture?

The possibilities were endless.

Remus. Where did Remus go once a month? Was Remus truly at home? Or was he going somewhere else? Was he actually staying at Hogwarts, somewhere else on the castle? Or in the grounds? Did Remus's mum have Breast Cancer like Remus had said? Why did Remus disappear for different amounts of days at a time? Sometimes in the school week. Why not visit durting the weekend once a month?

The possibilities were endless.

Sirius. Did Sirius love his family? Sirius's family was a far from ordinary family. Did Sirius want to love his family? His mum? Dad? Bellatrix? Regulus? Sirius had said he loved Regulus. Sirius had also mentioned a cousin called Andy as well that he loved. But if Sirius didn't love his family then why didn't he just run away? He could live with James. Maybe Sirius loved his family to a certain extent.

The possibilities were endless.

Gracie. What was Gracie afraid of? Rats? Spiders? Heights? She had been fairly uncomfortable around the snakes before. But James had a feeling that Gracie's fear wans't just some childish fear or something of the similar. Maybe something had happened in her past? A nightmare? Or was she afraid of the previous things James had asked himself if he was afraid of before. Lord Voldemort? Death? Pain? was she afraid of the Death Eaters like Peter? Maybe she was afraid she would go over to the dark side… or Gideon or Molly or Fabien? Maybe she just didn't know like James.

The possibilities were endless.

James muffled a sigh.

Peter wouldn't tell them what the Sorting Hat had said to him.

Remus wouldn't tell them where he was disappearing every month.

Sirius wouldn't tell them if he loved his family or not.

Gracie wouldn't tell them what she was afraid of.

The 4 of them seemed to be keeping secrets and James didn't like it.

He wanted to know the answers.

He needed to know.

He needed to find out.

So he was going to.

He was going to find out the answers to his questions.