This is the sequel to 'A Day In The Life'
I skipped year two and went to year three.
Enjoy.
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"Moony!" This cannot be happening… "Moony!" I yell again, glancing down at the copy of The Daily Prophet that the owl had just dropped on the table. I pick up the paper and run to Remus' room, where he is still sounds asleep.
"MOONY!"
He jumps awake and falls flat on his ass beside his bed. "What!"
I throw that paper at him and his face grows white as he reads the title aloud, "Sirius Black Escapes From Azkaban!"
Remus pushes himself up so he is sitting on the edge of his bed and I watch as he reads the rest of the article. When he finishes, he places it down on his night table and stares at me.
"At least you'll be with me at Hogwarts this year…" I state.
"No one has ever escaped before," Remus says, confused, still attempting to wake himself up. "It's impossible."
"Apparently not," I reply exiting his room.
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"You are not to leave until one of the Weasleys comes to get you," Remus states from the living room.
I glare at him from the couch. "I know dad. You can leave. It's not as if I won't be seeing you on the train tomorrow, although I don't understand why you think it's best that people don't know you're my godfather- my friends won't care if you're also our teacher."
"Taylor-"
"Okay- fine!"
A loud cracking noise sounds, meaning that he's apparated out of the house and I remain sitting on the couch with my shrunken trunk in my pocket, staring towards the fire.
The fire suddenly turns green and I jump up as Fred and George come spilling out of it. I run over and hug them both.
"How are you doing?" Fred asks me seriously. I look at him in confusion for a moment before I understand why he is asking me.
"Right," I state. "Fine for now, however, once back in school-"
"You'll be fine," George states and kisses me on the forehead. I shrug at him and take a handful of Floo powder. I look back at Fred and he smiles.
"After you m'lady," he states.
I roll my eyes and throw the power into the fire, which instantly turns green "Diagon Alley!" I state and step through the fire, quickly finding myself facing the rest of the Weasleys at Diagon Alley. I stand still for a moment too long and find myself thrown to the ground by George who lands on top of me.
"Do you mind getting off of me?" I ask, as he props himself up on his hands, which are on either side of me.
"Very much so," he replies with a wink, and stands, giving me his hand, as Fred comes out of the fire.
When Ginny sees me, she runs over, engulfing me in a hug. "How are you?" she asks me in a low whisper.
"Fine," I reply and stop smiling when I make eye contact with Mrs. Weasley. "Where are Ron and Hermione?"
"Mum and Dad let them ahead," Ginny replies. "They're letting me stay with you Fred and George to get all of our school stuff."
"Shall we go then?" Fred asks. "Get this all over with?"
Shopping as quickly as possibly, we get all of our new supplies for the new school year all under two hours, and that's with running into people who we know, some of whom will no longer even look at me.
"Prat," I state as a friend of Ginny's, who upon seeing me ran in the opposite direction, was out of view.
"Let's go find Harry, Ron and Hermione." Ginny states with a frown.
"Harry's here?" I ask.
"Yeah," George replies. "Something about him blowing up his aunt and spending the remainder of his summer at the Leaky Cauldron."
"Nice."
Just outside of the Leaky Cauldron, we ran into Harry, Ron and Hermione. Harry and Hermione ran up to me and gave me a hug each, but to no surprise of mine, Ron simply nodded at me.
Harry and Hermione greeted Fred, George and Ginny and then we made our way inside where Mr. Weasly was sitting at a table reading a copy of the Daily Prophet, where a copy of my father was staring up at him
"They still haven't caught him, then?" Harry asks, avoiding my eyes.
"No," Mr. Weasley says, looking grave. "They've pulled us all off our regular jobs at the Ministry to try and find him, but no luck so far."
I look away as Mrs. Weasley and newly elected Head Boy Percy enter the bar, carrying their own purchases.
Ignoring me completely, Percy strides right towards Harry, extending his hand. "Harry, how nice to see you."
"Hello Percy," Harry replies, trying not to laugh.
"I hope you are well?" Percy asks, shaking Harry's hand still.
"Very well, thanks-"
"Harry!" Fred says, elbowing Percy out of the way and bowing deeply. "Simply splendid to see you, old boy-"
"Marvelous," says George, pushing Fred aside and seizing Harry's hand in turn. "Absolutely spiffing."
Percy scowls at both of them and Mrs. Weasley tells them both to stop.
"I'm going upstairs to change for dinner," Percy states, disappearing.
To my right George sighs. "We tried to shut him in a pyramid when we were visiting Charlie this summer," he tells me. "But Mum spotted us."
Dinner that night was highly entertaining. The innkeeper, Tom, put three tables together to fit the seven Weasleys and Me, Hermione and Harry.
"How are we getting to King's Cross tomorrow, Dad?" Fred asks as we eat our desert.
"The Ministry's providing a couple of cars," Mr. Weasley replies.
This gets everyone's attention and we all look up at him.
"Why?" Percy asks curiously.
"It's because of you, Perce," George says seriously. "And there'll be little flags on the hoods with HB on them-"
"-for Humongous Bighead," Fred finishes.
Everyone except for Percy and Mrs. Weasley laughs and Percy tries again. "Why is the Ministry providing cars, Father?"
"Well as I haven't got one anymore," He says. "-and I work there, they're doing me a favor-"
From his tone of voice, I suspect that he's not telling is the complete truth, but he says nothing more on the matter.
One by one everyone goes upstairs to finish packing. As I am already done, having done it before dinner I say downstairs and take a stool at the bar, ordering a butterbeer.
Shortly after, a frazzled looking Harry bounds down the stairs. "Hey," he says quickly upon seeing me.
"What's up?" I ask, jumping off the stool and joining him.
"Ron forgot his rat tonic somewhere down here," he states, looking on the floor near the table where we had had dinner. He finds it and stands back up, doing well to avoid my eyes.
"What's wrong?" I ask.
He shakes his head and starts to move towards the stairs. "Ron's looking for this-"
"Harry," I state. "You're an awful liar. You'd do well to tell me what's wrong."
He sighs and sits down at the end of the table, and I join him sitting across from him. "Coming down here," he states. "I heard Mr. and Mrs. Weasley arguing about telling me something or not. They said that- um- Sirius Black…um- he escaped to find me."
I bite my lip and look down at the table, slamming my fist down on it. "Lovely," I reply.
"Do- do you think it's true?" he asks me slowly.
"Fucked if I know," I reply, looking back up at him. "I don't know him, Harry. This school year was going to be difficult enough without knowing that bit of information."
"I know," he replies, softly.
"Just remember, whatever may happen, that Hogwarts is the safest place to be as long as Dumbledore is there- and don't go looking for him, Harry- no matter what you might hear."
"Why would I go looking for him?" Harry asks me, aghast.
I stand up and he follows me. "Just promise me?"
"Okay," he replies as we climb the stairs to our rooms. "I promise."
We run into Fred and George on the landing, hiding in the shadows, heaving with laughter as they listened to Percy dismantling his and Ron's room searching for his Head Boy badge which Fred was holding. It now read Bighead Boy.
Harry and I both forced laughs. Harry went into the room in order to give Ron his rat tonic for his pet rat Scabbers, and then shut himself in his own room. I sigh deeply and Fred and George stop laughing to look at me.
"What's up?" Fred asks.
I don't reply and George gestures me into the room that they were sharing. I had my own room, as did Harry, but everyone else had at least one roommate. Fred locks the door behind him and walks over to his bed as George sits upon his own, leaning against the wall at the head of his bed. I sit beside George cross-legged on his bed and look down at my hands.
"Apparently," I start. "The Ministry believes that my father escaped from Azkaban to kill Harry."
There's silence for a few moments until Fred speaks up. "Well that explains why the Ministry is providing cars."
I look up at him and raise my eyebrows. "Well there's nothing we can do about it," he says with a shrug. "Harry will be at Hogwarts after tomorrow where Dumbledore can keep an eye on him."
"Nothing else?" I ask
"I believe we let it be known to you in your first year that we could care less who your father is," George states from beside me, placing his arm around me. I lean into him and close my eyes.
"Thanks," I reply. "You have no idea how much I've appreciated your friendship."
He moves my head down so it's on his chest under his chin. "Don't thank us. It's what a friend should do."
"Mmm," I reply, suddenly feeling completely relaxed as George starts to play with my hair.
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Please tell me your thoughts .