This year was different for Sirius. Better, maybe, he wasn't sure. But different, definitely. He'd ran away from home that summer, and now, starting school again, seeing his brother, Regulus, ignore him, it was a lot. But, he'd made a promise to his best friend, James, that this would be their year. Theirs. So, sixth year would come with its struggles, and he'd prevail. Besides, no pureblood would come up to his face and talk about his abrupt departure from home. And now, sitting in the library, pretending to study, as soon as classes ended on the first day of his sixth year, with his best friends, Remus, Peter, and James, nothing could get to him. He was untouchable, invincible, when he was with them.

But, all good things must come to an end, and the day ended. By nightfall, after dinner, he headed to the library, to read something as an escape. He'd never tell anyone he liked reading, of course, it was his guilty pleasure. Imagine how boring he'd seem?

You, however, sat before your Transfiguration homework, trying to word your essay perfectly. You were usually good with words, but Transfiguration made you speechless. It just didn't click.

But, your eyes landed on him, as you usually found they did. Sirius Orion Black, all leather jackets, stars, and smiles. You'd had classes with him for years, and he was the latest gossip. A runaway, people called him. Some said it in awe, others in disdain. You thought it was simply none of their business. But you'd like it to be yours.