Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, cameo of Nymphadora Tonks
Pairing: none
Rating: T
Summary: Padfoot can tell you why you shouldn't mess with Minerva Mcgonagall.
Setting/Time frame: Grimmauld Place, Some time during book 5
Disclaimer: Are Tonks, Lupin, and Siruis dead? Yes. Then I don't own Harry Potter. Time: A/N:
Warning: Not beta'd.
Previously.....
Sirius crept down the hall of his house, carefully treading on the squeaky floor to a dark corner. He silently shifted into his giant, shaggy black dog form and then silently crept up on a cat sitting in hall.
A tabby cat.
With square spectacle markings.
Sirius sidled up behind said tabby cat and barked loudly. "WOOF!"
McGonagall skyrocketed; jumping high enough to check the dusty crystal chandeliers for what had sent her into a premature orbit. When she finally did return back to earth, landing with all the grace of the cat she was, she was bristling with anger.
"Merrooww!" she screeched, morphing back into human form while she yelled, "Sirius Black! When I get my hands on you--!"
Sirius morphed as well and gave McGonagall and gave her dog-like grin. "Boo. Catch me if you can!" Then he morphed and ran away, McGonagall in hot pursuit.
Some Time Later....
"You look like shite, Sirius."
A half-opened dark eye glared at the pink-haired Auror. "Shut the hell up, Nymphadora."
"Oh no, you didn't!"
"I did. Now shut the fuck up, my head hurts." The young woman rolled her eyes and left the animagus to his misery.
He wasn't bothered for another good hour until he heard a loud thump and, "Padfoot, what happened to you?!" Siruis looked up to see Remus Lupin, worry etched across his face. "Are you okay?"
"I've been better," he said, sitting up and the damage became apparent. His shirt was ripped, his face and neck and arms scratched, and eyes puffy. "I dodged most of her curses and hexes . . ."
"Who's "her"?" Remus asked.
"McGonagall."
Lupin stared for a moment. "You didn't."
Sirius grinned. "I did!"
"You foolish puppy," the werewolf said with a sigh. "What are you going to do with you?"
"Love me and rub my tummy?" Siruis suggested jokingly.
"I'll go get some salve for your scratches," Lupin said as he stood. "I suggest next time you don't do something as stupid as sneaking up on and startling Minerva McGonagall."
"You know you love me!" Siruis whined as his old friend climbed the stairs to the hallway.
"Yeah, I wonder why," Lupin called back. Sirius grinned. He might be scratched up and in considerable pain, but the look on McGonagall's face had been worth it.
