A/N: Most chapters take me at least 40 mins to write, but this one just seemed to flow (like it does in my Sweeney fic), I also thought that I've never really done a chapter from Sirius' point of view, and he's really suffering back there at home while Lissy's at Hogwarts.

So yeah, here it is,

Enjoy ;-)

Chapter 6 – If Not By Blood, In Heart, Spirit, And Soul

(Sirius' POV)

Sirius woke up, on the floor. He groaned, and sat up, he must have fallen out of bed in the night, or passed out before making it to the bed, the latter was just as likely as the first. He had been exhausted these past few weeks, he was busy doing things in the day time, for the Order, and to take his mind off of things, and at night he almost always had insomnia, and when he didn't, he slept restlessly, and still felt exhausted in the morning.

He got up, off of the floor, and saw what had woken him. Nero was tapping at the window, Sirius went over to the window, his body stiff from sleeping on the floor, and let the owl in. He untied the letter, and opened it.

Dear Dad,

How are you? And don't say fine, honestly how are you? Oh and don't roll you're eyes to that, or that.

I'm okay, Draco's being, well, I'm not really sure, he seems to be hiding something and he almost told me but then said I was too young and wouldn't understand. I'm fourteen! I'm worried about him though, dad, he said there was something he had to do, and he had no choice in the matter. I said that there's always a choice, but he didn't seem to think so.

Harry's up to secret things with Dumbledore, and I have a feeling that Ron and Hermione know, but they won't tell me, they think I'm too young.

Why does everyone think I'm so young? Next year I'll be half way to thirty! It's not fair!

How are things at home? Is Remus there?

Love you lots

Lissa xxxxxx

He read it through, and with the letter still in hand, he walked down the stairs and into the room known as the 'study' that he kept all his work for the Order, and stationary bits and bobs in. He picked up a piece of parchment and a quill, and started to reply to his daughter.

Dear Lissa,

He paused, she had told him not to say 'fine'. In all truthfulness, he wasn't fine, he was completely the opposite. But how were you supposed to tell your fourteen year old daughter that your whole world had come crashing down around you in the past few months? That really he just wanted to curl up and cry? Or drink away his sorrows? He couldn't.

I'm okay, I'm better than I was before anyway. Honestly how are you? Oh, and don't you roll your eyes either missy.

I thought you and Draco hated each other?

Sirius shook his head in bewilderment, last time he had seen the cousins together, they had been having a fierce and bloody duel, resulting in them kissing, but that had just seemed to make Larissa more angry.

You have officially confused me, congrats. Work on getting him to trust you more, things are always easier to deal with if you can talk to someone about them, trust me I know.

And know, he definitely did. Sirius wasn't sure what state he would be in, if he hadn't had Remus to talk to. Even if he had yelled at him, and ranted, and swore a lot, but Remus had put up with him. Remus really was his brother, if not by blood, in heart, spirit, and soul.

Now, normally I'd tell you to find out, but as it's with Dumbledore, and he hasn't even told the ootp members, I'd say they have a pretty good reason for being silent about it.

Please don't even think about being thirty yet Lissy! Think how old that would make m e!

Seriously though, don't grow up too fast, please

Lots of love,

Dad xxxxxxxx

Sirius folded up the letter, and put it in an envelope before tying it to Nero's outstretched leg, and then he went back up to his bedroom to try and get a little bit of restful sleep.