Here's the newest chapter! Yay! This is the first half of Sirius' third school year.

Reviews:

Sassydoe: I don't think Remus and James will find out during this book. Maybe in the second one, after Hogwarts.

Matt: Harry was born in the fall of 1959. His third year of Hogwarts would start in 1973, considering he would turn 13 in the beginning of his second year in 1972. On the other hand, going by the Percy Jackson timeline, the year should be 2004. I am following the Harry Potter timeline because Sirius is my main character, and he is all J.K. Rowling, so the year is 1973.

I hope you all enjoy this new chapter.

At first, Sirius was a little awkward around his friends. They were mortal. He wasn't. And it wasn't like he could explain to them about what he was. Who knew what the consequences for that would be? Sirius had a feeling it wasn't anything good.

There was also the fact that as the middle of the month came closer, Remus was starting to act stranger and stranger. He was constantly fidgeting and was extremely jumpy. Not to mention his temper. The littlest things would set him off. It wasn't until the full moon came that the realization hit him. One of his best friends was a werewolf. And that was just his luck wasn't it.

And so, the day after the full moon, September 13th to be exact, Sirius cornered Remus.

"Remus," Sirius shouted after the taller boy. "We need to talk, mate!" Remus jerked around to face Sirius, and the shorter boy couldn't help but notice the new gash across his face. They were in a secluded hallway where no one could hear them.

"What about, Sirius?" Remus asked curiously.

"I know what you are," Sirius replied, almost conspiratorially. Remus paled dramatically, and Sirius put a hand on his arm to calm him down. "And its fine. I don't care."

"Really?" Remus asked nervously. He looked down at Sirius with wide eyes. "But I'm a monster."

"And I'm supposed to be a Death Eater," Sirius responded with a wry grin. "Doesn't change who I am on the inside, the boy you know." Sirius didn't mention the whole son of death thing. He wasn't sure Remus was ready for that little bit of information.

Remus smiled at his friend. Sirius understood. He understood how this wasn't Remus' choice. Remus could never be more grateful for that. He wrapped his lanky arms around Sirius.

"Thank you," he whispered so softly Sirius had to strain his hearing.

"I didn't do a thing," Sirius said, patting his friend on the back. "Are you going to tell James and Peter? They'll probably figure it out eventually." Remus looked at Sirius with wide amber eyes, and how had Sirius not noticed the werewolf tendencies earlier?

"I'm not ready," Remus mumbled, looking down at his shoes. Sirius rested a hand on his shoulder.

"When you are ready, I'll help you," he promised. Remus grinned widely at him.

Defense was by far Sirius' least favorite class this year. The teacher, Professor Riley, seemed to have a vendetta against him. She would go out of her way to point out Sirius' flaws and ridicule him. The Slytherins, especially Snape, were greatly amused by this, but Sirius was getting suspicious. No person could have that much hate for someone they hardly knew, could they?

"Pay attention, Mr. Black!" Riley snapped. "Just because your head is bigger than the Great Hall does not give you the right to slack off in my class."

Sirius scowled at her. He had just been copying down the notes on the board like everyone else in the classroom. James sent a worried glance at Sirius, but he just shrugged him off. He couldn't let this bother him. He had put up with the entire Hermes cabin all summer. He could put up with one bitchy teacher.

"Hey, Black!" Snape yelled from behind Sirius and his three friends. Sirius didn't bother to hold back as he turned around to face the greasy-haired Slytherin. Lily Evans was standing next to him, and James instantly began mussing up his hair in an attempt to impress her.

"What do you want, Snivellus?" Sirius sneered. He was honestly so fucking done, and did not want to put up with the annoying Slytherin.

"How's it feel to finally be the one getting made fun of constantly?" Snape seemed rather proud of himself for that one, and Sirius couldn't hold back his eyeroll.

"If that's all you have to say, you'll have to excuse me." Sirius started to turn around. "I am too tired for this shit."

"What, Black?" Snape jeered. "Too idiotic to think of a good comeback?"

"To that insult?" Sirius snapped, whirling around. "I don't feel like wasting my time." With that, Sirius turned on his heel and marched off. James, Remus, and Peter hurried after him.

"What the bloody hell was that about?" James demanded when they reached the common room. "You never turn down a fight with Snivellus."

"I'm just not in the mood," Sirius sighed. In truth, he missed Camp Half-Blood, or at least, the friends he had made there. He missed Beckendorf, Silena, and Clarisse. He missed Travis, Connor, and Chris, but, most of all, he missed Luke, who had become something like an older brother to him over the summer.

"Are you ill?" James joked. He put his hand on Sirius' forehead. "Should we take you to Pomphrey?" Sirius scowled at him. Remus seemed to know that Sirius was about to snap, and jumped in.

"Hey, guys," he muttered. "Can I tell you something?" Sirius looked at him in shock. He had a feeling he knew what this was about.

"Of course, Remus," Peter squeaked. He sat down on the floor in front of the arm chair Remus was perched on. Sirius and James were both sat on the adjacent couch.

"Anything, mate," James swore.

Remus looked around to make sure they were alone in the common room. His hands were pasty white and clenched together tight enough to break fingers.

"Promise you won't freak out?" Remus asked cautiously. Sirius moved to stand next to him, gripping his hand tightly.

"Are you two secretly dating or something?" James asked, staring wide-eyed at the two boy's joined hands.

"What- No!" Remus nearly shouted, yanking his hand from Sirius', but almost instantly missing the comfort it had given him. "I'm a werewolf." James grinned widely at him.

"No shit, Remus," he said. "I mean, your eyes are amber, you disappear every full moon, and you always look sick the week surrounding the full moon. We'd all have to have been idiots not to notice."

"Yeah," squeaked Peter in agreement. "James and I were trying to figure out ways to tell you we knew, but I guess now we don't have to."

"When did you figure it out?" Sirius asked. "I figured it out the first month back from school."

"October," James said. "And you didn't tell me?"

"Remus asked me not to."

Sirius was laughing as he and James shoved pie into their faces. Remus was counting down five minutes to see who could eat more of the pumpkin pie in the allotted time. James was winning so far, but Sirius didn't mind. He was having too much fun to care.

"And done!" Remus said. Sirius and James both dropped their forks and Peter inspected the pie plates.

"James wins," he announced. James grinned and held out his hand. Sirius rolled his eyes good naturedly, but still handed over two chocolate frogs.

"Thanks, Sirius," James grinned, already in the middle of tearing the wrapper off of groaned as he heard the sniff of disapproval.

"Is there a problem, Evans?" he nearly snarled. The red-head wrinkled her nose at him.

"You two are such pigs," she snapped. "Why would any sane person shove their faces with so much food. When you two get sick, I'm going to say 'I told you so'."

"It's called an eating contest," Sirius growled. "I believe the muggles invented it." Lily's glare hardened at him. Sirius ignored it. Lily got up and left the table to go sit with Alice Prewett, who was looking at the Marauders with at least some sympathy in her eyes.

"She is such a bitch," Sirius snarled once he was sure Lily was out of earshot. James looked resigned. Sirius knew he was completely, irrevocably in love with the girl.

"She's not that bad," Remus sighed. He had done many study sessions with Lily, and she honestly wasn't that bad when they were alone. James looked at him with a glint of hope in his eyes. He was so hopelessly in love with her.

"She'll come around, mate," Sirius said after a few moments of silence, patting James on the back.

"Hey, Sirius," a blond girl said, sitting down next to Sirius in the empty classroom. Sirius looked up at the girl and smiled. His heart started to beat a little faster.

"Hey, Marlene," he grinned, pushing his hair out of his face. He moved his bag off the table so Marlene could put her books down. "What's up?"

"Just wondering if you could help me with my Charms," she said, a wide grin splitting her face. "Professor Flitwick said either you would be able to help me with the cheering charm. I've been making the opposite happen." Marlene let out a little giggle, and Sirius was confused when it nearly took his breath away.

"No problem," he said. He pulled out his wand. "What part are you having trouble with?"

"Everything," Marlene sighed, a frown crossed her beautiful face, and Sirius had to turn around. Where were these thoughts coming from? "I just don't know what I'm doing wrong."

"Why don't you show me how you do it," Sirius suggested, "and then I'll show you what you're doing wrong."

"Okay," Marlene said, pulling her wand out. "On you?" Sirius nodded. She flicked her wand and said the incantation, "Hilaris!" Sirius felt tears prick his eyes. He wiped them away with his thumb, and put his hand on Marlene's arm, lowering her arm.

"For starters, you need to enunciate more," Sirius instructed, picking his own wand back up. "Try stressing the first syllable more than the last one. Secondly, you're flicking your wand down, when it's supposed to be up. Do you mind?" Marlene shook her head, and Sirius demonstrated the charm on her, sending her into fits of giggles. He quickly cancelled it.

"That was brilliant" Marlene announced with a wide flourish of her arms. Sirius grinned at her in response, trying to figure out why this girl gave him butterflies in his stomach.

"You try," he replied. Marlene pointed her wand at him and tried the charm again. Sirius broke out in fits of laughter. Marlene clapped excitedly.

"I did it!" she cheered. Sirius couldn't stop laughing.

"I need to speak with you, Mr. Black," Professor Riley called from inside the Defense classroom. Sirius groaned and turned around to go back in.

"I'll see you guys later," he mumbled to James, Peter, and Remus. "Coming, Professor!"

Sirius entered the classroom, and looked around for the professor.

"Hello?" he called out. The door slammed shut, and he jumped, flipping around. "Who's there?"

"I've never had Underworld spawn before," Professor Riley's voice snarled out. Sirius turned his head again and nearly jumped out of his skin. Instead of his Defense teacher, there was a monster with her face. The creature had the upper body of Professor Riley, but her legs were different. One was made of what appeared to be Celestial bronze and the other was a donkey's leg.

"You're an empousa," Sirius said stupidly. "How did I not realize that?"

"It's too late now," Riley sneered. She lunged at Sirius, who just managed to dodge out of the way.

"Skia!" he shouted. His stygian iron sword appeared in his hand. Riley lunged again, a Sirius swung the sword in a wide arc. He missed, and Riley landed behind him. Before he could turn around, Riley had raked her talons across his back, leaving four long gashes. Sirius groaned and collapsed to his knees, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Not so strong now, hm," Riley hummed as she walked slowly around her prey. She lifted Sirius' chin with a taloned finger. "Aw, is the poor baby crying?" Sirius growled at her and tried to stand back up. He stumbled, his knees weak from blood loss. Spots were starting to form in Sirius' vision. He managed to catch himself on a desk.

"I am not dying because of you," Sirius snarled. Adrenaline started pumping through his veins. He spun around, his sword in the air, and brought it down over Riley's head. The empousa exploded into dust, and Sirius fell back to the ground, all of his energy drained.

Whining at the pain in his back, he reached into his bag and pulled out a baggie of ambrosia. He popped a piece into his mouth and sighed as the healing began, his back stitching itself back together.

"Shit," Sirius groaned, pulling off his robes and shirt. The backs were shredded and soaked with his own blood. He pulled out his wand and pointed it at first his shirt, then his robes. "Reparo! Scourgify!" The articles mended and cleaned themselves. Sirius pulled them back on. How was he going to explain what happened to Professor Riley?

It turned out Sirius didn't need to explain what happened to anyone. The Mist took care of that for him.

"What did Professor Allaway want?" James asked as Sirius entered the dorm room.

"Huh?" Sirius asked, confused. Who was Professor Allaway? Oh... "Just talking about something I asked about last week." Sirius was careful not to use a gender specific term.

"Oh," James replied. He smirked up at Sirius. "You want to help me plan a prank against Snivellus?"

"Hell yes," Sirius grinned, jumping onto the couch next to James, only wincing slightly at the pain in his back.

I'll try to get the next chapter up soon, but, in the mean time, please review to tell me how you feel about the chapter.