You are obviously intrigued by the summary, normally here I'd do a little prologue/deeper summary or something. But I think it'll ruin my little surprise.

Hmm, So, I'm deliberating about the rating. I promise it doesn't get into anything MATURE. The language is teen-y and I guess it 'references' to Adult themes. but it does NOT EXPLORE THEM.

Now you're getting all freaked out about what I put in the story, aren't you? great. Just, you know what- ignore this. RATING: T

Disclaimer: J. owns all the Harry potter Characters and world apart from Apris Mallore, my O.C.

Enjoy.

Chapter One: Oh Sweet Baby Mandrakes this wasn't Happening!

I woke up completely comfortable. I was all warm and wrapped up in the heavy cover. See, parties aren't that bad. Maybe Marlene was right?

I never normally went to the common room parties but she'd practically begged me to come along, so I had. I think the punch bowl was spiked though, I mean my head sure felt like it had come down from flying and hit the concrete with a sharp thwack. I was in sixth year so I probably should have known not to drink it. But then again, nothing too bad had happened. Look at me in bed, safe and sound.

And I don't even think I was sick.

I tried to think about what had happened yesterday at the party but was coming up blank. I remember dancing with people. I remember Nathan asking me to dance. And then Lily danced with James. I grinned into the cover. Lily was so drunk. I wonder if she'll remember that.

For James' sake I hoped not.

Well, it's weird. I feel like I lost a good few hours of memory, but I'd somehow made it back here so that was fine. Admittedly, that was the first time I'd ever been drunk- I hope I hadn't done something too stupid- Like said something or danced on a table or-

I touched my dark brown long hair. Nope, I didn't go crazy and shave it all off. Success.

Ah, I've remembered why there was a party. Gryffindor had successfully beaten Hufflepuff in the first Quidditch match of the year. I grinned at the memory.

I do love Quidditch, I guess it's just-

I heard a sigh from behind me. An arm wrapped around my waist.

My eyes widened. Oh my MERLIN! Am i.. did i.. is this…who is..

I looked round at the patch of the dorm I could see desperately, I froze.

The curtains in my dorm room were light red with silver lines-the curtains beside me draw together in the bed I was sleeping in right now - yeah, they were dark browny red with gold stripes.

I am not in my own bed.

Oh merlin! No. no no no no no no no no! Crappy crap crapper.

I was with someone, in someone else's bed, in someone else's dorm. And I had no idea who I'd spent the night with.

They tucked me closer to them under the covers sleepily as there hand on my waist brought me closer. We were practically spooning.

Oh sweet baby mandrakes this wasn't happening!

I was going to have to see who this was. I had to know. I, as silently as I possibly could, turned to the mystery boy behind me.

I looked at his face, it was-

Oh Dragon Balls!

Sirius Black.

My eyes felt like they were going to pop out of my skull as I looked at him sleeping.

His face was set in a smile in sleep and he looked peaceful. His arm still around me. His hair fell against his head in thick brown curls and he was close enough that I could see all his long eyelashes. My cheeks blushed red as he was only half covered by the duvet; I caught sight of his bare muscular chest. A beaters body.

Oh no.

WHY SIRIUS BLACK?! WHY HIM?!

Sirius Black was part of the 'marauders' AKA biggest troublemakers of Hogwarts School. The stupid beach babes of the year squealed when he spoke to them, dreamed about him, bumped into him on purpose in the corridor. He was 'like the hottest date of like, the like, century' I said mentally in their false girly voices.

Yet you are the one lying naked in his bed.

Shut up cynical stupid brain, it's not ironic or funny or anything. It's a mistake. I narrowed my eyes at him, a drunken mistake.

I had to get out of here.

If I couldn't remember what had happened- maybe he wouldn't either. I gasped, I could make this okay. If I ran away before he woke up.

He sighed happily as he shifted closer to me, still dreaming. Merlin this was weird.

I had to escape. Right now.

I slowly placed my hand on his arm and so very slowly removed it from around my waist. I slid out from the covers quietly mentally cursing the whisper of the duvet and the cold air that blast Sirius causing him to shuffle a little and give a little snore.

I stared at him in horror for a second thinking he was going to wake up. He rolled over onto his stomach and moaned into his pillow. The room fell into silence again and I released a heavy breath that I wasn't aware I had been holding.

I saw my clothes on the floor and slid them on quietly. I opened the curtain surrounding Sirius' bed trying to remember if I'd ever been told that his dorm mates were early risers. I probably had- too bad I never listened to that fan girl crap.

I gave Sirius a backward glance and looked at him stretched out on his bed. Not exactly what I'd thought the first time would be like let's just say.

I looked at his pale hard back, not understanding how I should be feeling right now. Should I be angry? I mean, It was player, womaniser, one-night-stand, bimbo-babe-magnet Black.

Should I be mad at myself? I mean, I was better than some bimbo- I was responsible, punctual- mostly, sensible, real, dignified- what was I now?

Should I be sad? I mean I didn't care for that whole drama about the first time; but I had just lost that hadn't I, I didn't even remember… I'd always had this little world in my head where I find the one and all. And Sirius Black sure as hell wasn't him.

Should I be happy? I'm pretty sure more than half of all girls at Hogwarts would have killed to be in my situation. I wrinkled my noise at the thought- Why did it have to be Sirius Black?

I returned to the present and shut the curtain on his bed so that I couldn't see him anymore. I turned to his dorm to see that his was the furthest bed from the door. Figures.

James Potter's bed was beside his, then Peter Pettigrew's bed and finally Remus Lupin's bed opposite the door. I crept past James' bed to see him lying on it upside down sleeping snoring loudly with his glasses askew. I blushed a little rosy to see he was wearing nothing but boxers. Oh merlin, I had to get out of here.

I crept past him quickly and looked at the next bed hesitantly wondering if he was awake. Peter Pettigrew was wrapped up in his covers sleeping like a child with both hands together under his cheek. He was smiling in his sleep. Aw, he looked so much younger than our age of 17.

He was sound asleep.

I tip toed to the door past Remus' bed rushing slightly more because I didn't want to stay here any longer and saw that his curtains were closed around the sides.

'Apris?' A voice called from behind me.

I jumped up almost having a heart attack. Oh no. Remus was awake. I considered just running out now but then by the time I'd properly considered it I'd unwillingly reluctantly turned slightly to see him. Confirming my identity like an idiot.

Remus sat up on his clean, tidy made-up bed wearing his red pyjamas, a book lay forgotten in his hands. He was staring at me in shock. His eyes looked in the direction of Sirius's bed and then back at me, apparently stunned. Join the club.

His mouth was popped open in shock like he couldn't believe that I was in his dorm, that I was the one Sirius Black came with.

I get why he was so shocked. I didn't exactly hide my thoughts for the girls who were so self-disrespecting or slutty that they slept with him. I didn't like Sirius Black. I didn't Know Sirius Black. I wasn't part of the fan club; In fact being best friends and roommates with their enemy Lily Evans- I was a member of the 'Anti-Marauders' if anything since first year.

Good times.

Basically I wasn't his kind of girl- I wasn't that kind of pretty- I'm not saying I was disfigured or ugly, because I don't think I am, I'm just rather invisible- dark brunette dull long hair and average brown eyes, average body and your average student- mostly. The most I got was 'Cute' or 'Sweet'.

What's more, I don't mind not being centre of attention. I know: why the hell am I in Gryffindor? Hey, I'm brave. I'm just not stupid and full of it.

Well, after today I might have to review my life. Because What I had done was stupid and did make me full of it. Damn.

Remus was taking his time recovering to the point I'm sure I accidentally rolled my eyes at him. He raised his eyebrows at me and then opened and closed his mouth a couple of times clearly trying to think of a way to phrase something. He looked like a fish.

I was wondering whether he would blow my whole run-and-pretend-it-never-happened-plan when he caught my expression and frowned. 'Running away?' He mouthed at me, though I sensed it wasn't an accusation but more as though he was actually curious as to my game plan from here onwards.

I bit my lip and played with the hem of my t-shirt before nodding and mouthing, 'Will you tell?'

He frowned and bit his lip before shaking his head. 'My lips are sealed.'

I smiled at him. I understood why Lily referred to him as 'the decent one' now. I heard James' snoring stutter and then he shuffled in his bed. I threw a horrified glance at Remus and his eyes widened as he gestured for me to run.

I ran.

The corridors outside the boys dorms were empty so it must still be fairly early. I quickly ran down to the common room fixing my hair by raking my fingers through it like a brush. The common room was empty to.

So Very Very Lucky.

I ran up to my own dorm and silently opened the door and crept into bed, pulling the curtains closed around it. The room was silent and the curtains were drawn on each bed. I sighed with relief. I wasn't going to be caught out.

I pulled my covers up and shivered at the cold new bed; such a contrast to the warm bed I was just in.

Speaking of which? WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT ABOUT?! What am I going to do? What if Sirius' remembers- and Lily finds out- she'll murder me.

She'll hex out my heart and paint the walls with my blood, painting: APRIS YOU MASSIVE TRAITOROUS SLUT in big clear letters so all of Gryffindor can see it.

Okay, so maybe that's a slight overreaction but I can imagine her face as though it was in front of me right now. I cringed into my cover; shame.

Shame- oh merlin. What if people saw us walking from the party together? But then how could Remus not know? Speaking of Remus- would he keep this a secret from his best mate? I mean-

I heard a shuffle in the direction of Lily's bed and had a mini-heart attack. Slamming my eyes closed like I was asleep. Oh merlin. Oh merlin please stop doing this to me.

I waited, heart taking refuge in my ears apparently, scared she would open the curtain and pull it from my chest. Silence followed.

Phew. She was just turning in her sleep. Thank you Merlin. For once.

Okay, well back to reviewing the situation- You know I doubt Sirius will even care to find out who he.. shared the night with. In fact, I bet that even if he did find out he'd think nothing to it- This was his thing.

In fact I'm willing to bet that he won't even-

'What the HELL were you doing?' The curtain whipped back and revealed an angry looking redhead. Lily.

Before I could even think about thinking that I should probably start thinking of something I think I should say my other curtain was ripped back to reveal a grinning Marlene, 'I think the question is who she was doing there Lily..'

Her blond hair fanned her face as she laughed at me cheekily. I was still stunned.

Dorcas stood at the foot of my bed, 'Marlene!' She reprimanded Marlene but she was trying not to laugh herself, her eyes bubbling with excitement.

They all turned to me questionably: one mad, one amused and one happy and all three ready to grill my ass for answers.

Merlin help me.

Hahaha, I'm so mean. Hey, but it wouldn't be much fun if the whole thing lay there forgotten now would it?

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