I'm so sorry for the long wait. A mixture of writer's block, GCSE's homework and air cadets and I haven't had time to breathe let alone write. But that is no excuse so here's the chapter you've all been waiting for (i hope at any rate)

:) Don't forget those reviews

"Do you ever get the feeling that our lives are really being written into a story by some angsty hormonal teenager who just wants to get a laugh at our expense?" Lily merely stared at me like I'd grown another head (she's very good at that look) then glanced over at Sirius, smiling mischievously. The last time I'd seen Sirius he was being dragged off onto the dance floor by a vaguely familiar looking sixth year girl, Irene Pigdon, I think, and that had been over twenty minutes ago. He was still there now and was shooting me looks that I could plainly read as 'Get me out of here, please I'm begging you!' I tipped my head to one side and pretended to look confused. He mouthed something about rescuing him and I smiled sweetly back at him before walking off with Lily who was laughing her head off.

I had to admit, this wasn't as bad as I'd thought it would have been. The Great Hall looked amazing! The house tables had been pushed back against the walls and covered in food, buffet style. All the Christmas decorations were still up, including the twelve huge Christmas trees fluttering with live fairies. The ceiling was a light grey and snow was drifting down in swirling white pillars, evaporating before it could touch the ground.

Beautiful.

Deceptive.

It could almost hide the war happening outside our isolated safe house, the darkness beginning to settle over the Wizarding World like a fine sea mist, impenetrable and swallowing. Full of shadows and murder.

Man that was deep for me.

Lily was staring at me, a half smile on her face. "Sorry. Just thinking."

Her face grew serious and she sighed. "Sometimes I wonder if life is meant to be like this. It's so safe here, like a bubble and yet every day the war gets worse."

I nodded and smiled slightly, biting on my lip. "This has to end sometime, or they'll be ruling a dead world." This wasn't the first, or the last I was sure, that we had had this conversation.

Lily suddenly laughed slightly, "This is a party, come on laugh! Smile, be happy. What will come will come. Now don't you think you ought to go and rescue that unfortunate boyfriend of yours?"

"No point now, " Came a sarcastic voice behind me and I sun around to see none other than Sirius standing behind me with James looking, frankly, gorgeous. "Prongs is obviously the only one who cared enough to rescue me from the dance floor. What does that say about my girlfriend?"

"That she's smart enough not to get involved in your battles. You're a big boy, you don't need me to help you go to the loo do you?"

Sirius raised an eyebrow and smirked.

"Dirty BOY! You know I didn't mean it like that!" Why was it that Sirius could beat me at verbal sparring. No one but Lily could beat me at word wars. But then Lily was always a special case.

I stared defiantly up at Sirius but ruined the effect by tripping over the hem of my stupid dress and collapsing into his arms like a sack of potatoes. Good job he's had so much practise with my clumsiness.

Lily cooed and dragged James off to do I don't know what, leaving me and Sirius standing awkwardly in the middle of the floor surrounded by the falling snow that was melting down the back off my neck.

"When do you think they'll just give it up and find a convenient broom cupboard?" I remarked as Lily wiped some snow off James's glasses and flushed slightly.

"Not soon enough for my taste."

"They're just so perfect together. And they can have cute little boys with Prong's hair and Lily's eyes and little red headed girls."

"You have babies on the brain."

"I'm gonna be a big sister soon and anyway, we can be godparents. You for their first boy and me for the first girl."

"And they can be called Sirius James and Twinkle Lily."

I elbowed him in the stomach and he smiled his heart breaker of a smile making my knees go weak. It was lucky I was still in his arms or I would've ended up on derrière which is never fun (believe me, it's happened enough times) not to mention humiliating.

"Wanna dance?"

"Huh?" I think I must have zoned out staring at his brilliantly white teeth and wondering what he did to them to get them that colour or if he was just a bloody lucky git.

Personally I think it's probably the latter.

"Want to dance?"

The truth is I can't walk down a straight corridor without falling over or banging into something so my dancing skills aren't exactly fantastic. More like non-existent.

"Errumermmaybei'mnotquitesure." I said, in a rush, the words tumbling over each other as they exited my all too big mouth.

"That's a yes."

I just like that he was steering me onto the crowded dance floor, placing his arms around my waist and pulling me close. This was a little distracting but I was more worried about the fact I was about to make the biggest fool of myself in living history. I can't dance.

Then we were dancing. Well Sirius was dancing. I was stumbling around trying not to trip over my stupid dress and even stupider feet. But then I felt his breath on my ear, so close he was almost kissing it. "Just go with it."

And so I did. I still might not be the best dancer in the entire wizarding world but now the difference was I didn't care. Because between the lines of a sweeping orchestra he kissed me and told me he loved me.

And I was on cloud nine.