"Get annoyed with your family already?" Loralei asked Sirius. Her parents went on a date night while James was out on his new broom that he got for Christmas, he only came in for meals and sleep, other than that he was hell bent on getting better than his sister at quidditch.

"You have no idea," he told her, visibly relaxing as he entered the Potter's house.

"We'll come on," she said, nodding towards the stairs. "Unless you want to be down here alone. James is gonna be out for at least another two hours, and I'm cleaning out my closet for the new year."

"Really?" He asked. "You do this every year?"

"No, but I need to." She told him. "Don't worry, I won't ask your opinion on anything." She teased.

"Good, I'm dreadful with dresses." He replied, grinning as he followed her up the stairs.

She laughed. "I'll be sure to remember that when you tell me I look great in a dress."

"I'll mean it then." He told her. "I know when you look good."

"Aw, what a charmer you are." She teased, going into her room, where the foot of the bed and desk were full of clothes. "I'm about halfway through."

"How long have you been doing this?" He asked, his eyebrows almost reaching his hairline.

"Hour or two." She told him. "Mum wants to donate some clothes to the orphanage at the fundraiser that she got James and I out of. James didn't have as much as me to go through, he did his in a half hour this morning."

"Well he doesn't horde clothes like you to." He said, picking up a corset that looked an awful lot like the one on the dress she wore on Christmas Eve. "What's this?"

"Gustav took it off the dress for me so I can wear it as a top." She said, holding it against her. "It helps with posture, and I look smashing in it."

"It looks like lingerie." He told her.

She shrugged, putting it back down on the bed. "Watch, in a few years everyone will be wearing corset tops."

"Sure, uh-huh." He said, laying on her bed. "I'll be quiet now."

"Good boy, always knowing his place." She teased, going into her walk-in closet and coming out with several pants, before holding them up to her in the mirror and throwing them in one of two piles, slowly both of the piles got much bigger, then she came out with the dresses, mostly black or a dark color, then to Sirius' surprise, she came out with a hot pink one.

"What is that?" He asked incredulously before laughing.

She looked at it, blushing. "My mother didn't know my fashion sense until last year. This is one of the poor dresses that she brought home one day." She held it out. "I think that I'm not going to condemn the poor orphans and just burn it in the back yard." But she still threw it in the "donate" pile.

"You should." He told her. "That's a crime against everyone's eyes. Why'd you keep it for so long?"

"I didn't want to hurt her feelings." Loralei told him, only being met with a disbelieving gaze. "I was thirteen! I wasn't as outspoken as I am now."

He shrugged. "I'll believe that."

She rolled her eyes, before putting all the clothes that she wanted to keep-the majority of them-back in the closet, while she got the rest-not most, but still quite a few-folded on top of her desk.

"So what did your mother do now?" She asked as she folded them, knowing better than to ask him to help; he was terrible at getting any piece of clothing into any shape but a ball.

"Just being a bitch as usual." He told her. "There's only so many times that being yelled at is fun."

"What about?"
"Being a Gryffindor, associating with muggleborns, you know, the usual." He told her, as if it was no big deal, which broke her heart a bit to hear.

"Yeah, well as I said, come live here when you finally had enough." She told him. "Open arms and all that."

"Thanks," he said, rolling his eyes.

"I'm so welcoming aren't I?" She grinned, as she kept folding the clothes. "You just want to come and live with me, don't you?"

"More than you know." He told her.

"Yeah, I'm sure your parents would like it too." She laughed. "Are they still asking when I'm going to 'accidentally' get pregnant?"

"Yep," he said. "Little do they know we haven't gone passed second base..."

"Is that a hint that you want to?" She replied, already knowing the answer, but asking it in a way she's not budging just yet.

"I'm a guy." He replied.

She rolled her eyes. "I'm fifteen, I'm not going to sleep with you, I'm still a kid!" She laughed. "Come on, love. Everyone knows I'm not easy."

Sirius rolled his eyes, a ghost of a smile on his face. "In that dress you didn't look like a kid."

Loralei batted her eyelashes. "Looks aren't always what they seem."

He changed the subject. "How was Lily's bitch sister?"

Loralei smiled and closed her eyes, as if she was reliving her favorite memory as she swayed back and forth where she stood. "It was great. Her parents even said that if she was nasty to me that I could use the full force of my tongue." She giggled quietly. "I do love her parents."

"You've told me." He said. "What did she do?"

"Then unimaginative usual, calling someone a witch isn't an insult, neither is freak. Being a freak is better than being normal. Normality is boring. I told her that and told her that when she marries some boring guy, I called it first." Loralei looked at him, her smile turning from dreamlike to mischievous. "She slapped me."

"I don't see any mark." He told her.

She rolled her eyes. "I had Mum take care of it when I got home, but you should see her right now, she has at least a black eye."

"Only a black eye? I thought you were better than that." He shook his head in mock-disappointment.

"So did I." Loralei played along. "I don't know what happened, suddenly all my inner rage just left me."

"When has that ever happened?" He replied.

"No idea, this is a first for me as well." She shrugged, before laughing. "No, really. She's never going to mess with me again."

"What did Evans say?"

"She didn't approve, but was happy the bitch got what was coming to her." Loralei laughed. "Her exact words, by the way."

"So she's through that understanding faze then?" He asked, already knowing the answer.

"Yeah," she nodded. "Finally, I like the slightly more angry, opinionated Lily more anyway." She yawned, and rubbed her eyes with her fingertips. "I'm so tired."

"Then sleep." He told her.

"Must...finish...this." She said dramatically, before going towards the bed and collapsing next to Sirius. "If you get bored, go fold my clothes." She told him.

"I don't think I will..." He laughed.

"Please?" She begged.

"Aren't you going to sleep?" He asked.

"Yeah."

"Then sleep."
She reached over and hit his chest. Goodnight."

"Abuse!" He cried.

"Shut it, it wasn't even that hard." She giggled, rolling so her arms were resting on his chest, and batted her eyelashes at him.

"Don't do that," he told her. "You always look like you're trying to get something out of someone with that look."

"I am," she told him. "I'm trying to get you to be quiet so I can sleep."

"Fine, I'll be quiet." He told her.

"Good boy." She gave him a peck on the lips, then rolled off him onto her side.

"What you're not even going to sleep near me?"

She rolled back over, eyes still closed, and put her arm around his waist. "Happy?"

"Yep." He put his arm around her. "Go to sleep."

"Sir, yes sir." She muttered. "Love you."

"Love you too."

A/N Sorry it took me so long to update, I just couldn't think of what to write. I know what I want to happen, but sometimes putting it on paper's a little harder to do, you know? Hope you enjoyed. I'm going to try to put another chapter up soon, but it might just fast forward to them taking their OWL's.

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Kat