"Loralei how nice to see you again." Said Walgura Black, a stocky woman who was even shorter than Loralei and had a cruel smile on her lips. Her hair was short and graying. Loralei didn't show her that she intimidated her.

"Of course, how are you Walgura?" Loralei replied, smiling her sickly sweet smile.

"Very good." She said, looking over Loralei. "When I was your age I was already engaged."

"How unfortunate." Loralei replied. "I could not imagine being bound by a ring at fifteen. I like having my share of fun while I am young, who knows how long it will last."

"Last indeed." She said, checking Loralei's fingers for rings.

Loralei hated having to speak like she gave a damn. "Well, I don't plan on getting married any time soon, youth is for the young, marriage is for the old."

"I believe your parents got married when they were in their twenties." Walgura told her.

"They didn't understand the concept." Loralei replied. "I don't understand why anyone would want to settle down so young."

"You're very opinionated." Walgura decided.

"And proud of it." She said, as Sirius squeezed her hand in warning.

"Lore..." He whispered.

She bit her cheek, stopping herself from going on.

"So what are your grades?" Walgura asked.

"Higher than your son's, if that's what you're asking." Loralei replied.

"And of pure blood...I think this is very good that you two are finally together." Walgura told her with a cruel smile on her lips.

"Yeah, but who knows, we're young, it could last from a week longer to a few years." Loralei brushed it off, actually trying to piss her off now, even though Sirius was still squeezing her hand in warning.

"Do you not think-"

"Mother, we're just going to go over here." Sirius interrupted her.

"Why?" Walgura asked. "We're having a nice conversation."

"Yes, but we have other things to do, come on, Lore."

Loralei smiled at the woman. "See you."

"We will have to have tea after you are out of school." She told her.

Loralei nodded, as Sirius drug her away.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you." Loralei told Sirius. "I cannot stand that woman."

"No one can." Sirius told her. "Why do you think I spend most of my summers at your place?"

Loralei laughed. "We'll have to keep it that way, I don't want to see her more than I have to."

"Neither do I, so this works well." He told her, trying to get this conversation to be teasing.

"If we ever get married, we're eloping." She told him. "Just saying."

"I can live with that." He told her.

"I mean, going to the ministry and getting married with my parents James, Remus and Lily." She told him. "Five people there."

"Why not Peter?" He asked.

"Fine, he can come too."

"Why don't you like him?"

"When you wake up to someone groping your tit you'll get it." She told him. "I was twelve!"

"Did James and I not hit him for it?"

"It was creepy, and I'll never forgive anyone who does that to a sleeping kid!" Loralei told him. "I just don't like him, okay? Nothing can change my mind."

Sirius rolled his eyes. "Fine, whatever you say."

Loralei smiled. "I'm happy you agree." She looked around. "It's almost midnight, do you think I can talk my parents to get us out of here?"

"Not yet," he said. "Can we go hang out in your dad's office again, like last year?"

"Sure, I got the password." She looked around. "Where's James?"

Sirius looked around, using his height to look over the heads of everyone until he found James flirting with some girl. "Over there, I think he's a bit busy."

"Just us then." She laughed, going to where the elevators were, and pressing the button to make them come. "Dad doesn't know I found out the password."

"What is it this week?"

"Veela," Loralei told him. "Last week it was, 'chaser' I'm a little disappointed he isn't more inventive."

"Do you want him to go all Dumbledore on you and put, 'acid pops' as the password?" Sirius asked.

"How do you know his password?" Loralei asked, raising her eyebrows.

"I overheard someone using it." He said. "It's probably changed by now, but it's usually a candy."

She laughed, as the elevator doors opened, and they stepped inside. "Veela." She said, loudly before the elevator started moving farther and farther up. "I'll be sure to use that, I'll stand in front of the gargoyle and start saying random candies just to see if I can get in."

"Then you'll get caught and get detention for a month." He reminded her.

"You do it then, I need my grades." She said.

"And I don't?" He asked. "I am going to be an Auror you know."

"We'll see." She replied, smiling. "I can't wait for this year to be over, then all we have is NEWT's in seventh year."

"Yeah, and we all know you love the test days." He said. "Especially when you don't have essay questions."

"They're great." She smiled. "It's no real work, multiple choice is even better, they give you the answer!"

"Yeah, yeah, you're a nerd, I got it." He teased, as the doors opened and they went inside her father's office.

It was large, with a window showing the party that was going on floors below. It was unnaturally clean too, probably getting rid of old things for the new year, like her father did every year.

Loralei went to the couch, and put her feet on the glass coffee table, wanting to give them a rest from being in three inch heels all night. "I like being a nerd thank you very much."

"Oh, I know. You also like being the best quidditch player on the team? How do I know that? Because you practice for at least a half hour a day, even if it's not on the pitch." He told her, sitting beside her. "I saw it out my window last week."

Loralei rolled her eyes. "Don't tease, I just need to pad my resumé for after school, even if I do get the teacher-in-training. I might want to do something else when I'm older."

"Like professional quidditch player?" He asked.

"Exactly," she aggreed. "I think I could be pretty good on the Harpies, you know, that new team? Blue uniforms too, I look great in blue."

Sirius rolled his eyes. "Only you would pick what team you want to play on for their uniforms."

"No, they also have pretty good chaser's for a first year team." She told him. "Don't remember any of their names, but they're decent, not bad at all."

"What about the others?" He asked.

"The beater's are not going to last longer than next season, the seeker is okay, but the same as the beaters." She told him. "I'm surprised you're not following them at all."

"Too busy." He told her. "I was coming up with things to call the Slytherin's at the match in March."

"That's what you're coming up with? It's not even January yet!" She laughed. "You're ridiculous."

"You love it."