AN: Although i wish i did, i do not own anything Harry Potter Universeish, nor do i own anything that i will reference during this story ;) Have fun :D
Samantha Perrick was sitting crossed legged on her large bed in her dark bedroom.
In front of her was her laptop and its bright screen was displaying a seemingly never-ending list of Harry Potter fan fiction, she closed the lid and then gave a pain filled groan as she stretched out her legs on either side of it.
Sam then awkwardly swung her legs around to the side of the bed and managed to get one of her feet tangled in the laptop's charging cord on the way.
After the mission of standing up was effectively accomplished without too much more trouble, Sam decided that she needed to go outside for a while and enjoy the sun that always failed to invade her bedroom windows.
For the millionth time since her and her family moved to this house, Sam wished her room would get more natural light. Her sock clad feet moved her across the soft carpeted floor and out towards the kitchen.
She debated internally about whether she was hungry or bored, eventually she decided that she was just bored and so made her way through the kitchen and into the living area.
Her father was asleep on the couch in front on the TV so Samantha tried to move with more stealth. However, she forgot about the creaky floorboard, which she just happened to then step on.
The floor gave an almighty groan and Sam thought for sure that her dad would have woken up, thankfully he didn't.
Having successfully moved the rest of the way through the room, Sam reached the glass sliding doors that would take her out onto the veranda.
She then stepped outside and was immediately greeted by the obnoxious yowling of one of the family cats.
"Shhh, Crooks!" she admonished the cat. She had named him, like many other people had named their cats, after Hermione Granger's cat Crookshanks.
The fat ginger animal sadly did not stop its grotesque meowing, proving how very unlike Hermione's cat it was.
"Why can't you be a clever kitty?" Sam complained as she shuffled past the fluffy lump and headed down the small stones steps that would lead into the garden.
Thankfully, the noisy cat didn't follow her when she started walking over to her favourite tree.
The tree was near the end of the narrow cobblestone garden path, its leafy limbs provided the perfect amount of shade and under it was the best place to sit and relax.
When Sam's parents had been looking around the house and trying to choose if they wanted to buy it, the backyard had been the deciding factor.
Both of her parents loved the outdoors, and in the months that the Perrick family had been living here, they managed to keep alive the magical and peaceful feeling that being in the garden invoked.
Samantha flopped down on the lush grass beneath the old tree and sighed contentedly. A soft 'Meow' interrupted her peace; Sam turned her head and saw her favourite cat staring at her.
"Hello, Fluffy, come to hear more about fan fiction?" Sam asked hopefully.
The tabby cat blinked once but otherwise didn't move. Sam took that to be an affirmative answer.
"Well" she began, "I've just finished reading this really cute one about-"
Her sentence was cut off by the sudden hissing of the animal beside her.
"Fluffy Cat? What's wrong?" Sam questioned as she sat up.
The cat glared at something behind Samantha before sprinting away up the path. Apprehension washed through her as she slowly turned to face whatever was behind her.
With a jolt, Samantha realised that it was a huge black dog. Normally she loved dogs, but this one wasn't one she had seen before, a fact that made Sam even more nervous.
The large canine crept closer; the movements ruffled the shaggy dark fur that covered its powerful body.
Sam wondered briefly if she should try to run away but then almost immediately dismissed the idea as being completely stupid.
The dog padded closer and without warning, it plonked itself onto the soft grass beside her. It even went so far as to place its rather heavy head on her lap. To say Sam was shocked would be quite the understatement.
Almost against her will, Sam found her hand reaching out and touching the soft looking fur on the dog's head.
Her pounding heart starting to calm down as the moments wore on and she still hadn't been viciously attacked. She grinned down at the mass of fur and said,
"Hey, doggy."
The 'doggy' lifted his head and Sam realised abruptly that he has strange grey eyes. She gave a small laugh,
"You know, if this was a fan fiction, you would totally be Sirius Black."
To her surprise, the dog barked. This made her grin even more as she spoke again,
"Yes, you would. You'd be Sirius Black and I would be the misunderstood wallflower that you get to know, after I help you when you get injured or something of course."
A pitiful whine signalled that the dog didn't agree, that or he realised he was hungry and wanted food.
"Or maybe I was the feisty girl with whom you always argued and one day you said something extra horrible and I went off to cry somewhere. In your animagus form, you came to comfort me."
Another sound of complaint.
"No?" Sam asked, "Well then, let's say I'm related to James or Remus? And you have to go through the journey of realisation, and find that you don't actually see me as a sister, but as the love of your life?"
She was giggling by then and her laughter increased as the big hound made a coughing noise.
"That's not it either? Hmm…" she slipped into a contemplative silence.
The dog noticed that she was no longer petting him and so started to lick her hand in order to get her attention back. Sam chuckled,
"Would you kindly stop that, Sirius? I'm trying to think here…oh!"
She sat up straighter, "I know! You were involved in an accident involving an exploded time turner or something, and you got sent to the future!"
The dog rolled over onto his back and gave her what she could only describe as an amused stare.
"Obviously sent to the future, because this is the year 2022! And Sirius was killed in 1996…unless you didn't die in the Department of Mysteries?"
A sharp bark gave Sam the impression that she was on the right track.
"Oh, so maybe you fell through the Veil…oh and got de-aged…then sent to a parallel universe! Gosh, I am so good at this!"
She looked triumphantly at the creature sprawled beside her and continued her conjecture,
"You were de-aged because everyone likes the 16 ish year old Sirius Black."
Sam noted amusedly that the dog seemed to puff up with pride.
"Ahh and also, the de-aging thing is because we can't have you taken from Harry's time, you were sorta important and we can't change history like that. But you don't have your memories of being older than 16; a happy and non-crazy Sirius is also a favourite of readers. That's why there are so many Marauder Era fics."
Samantha stroked the dog's ears for a moment before continuing,
"And the parallel universe thing is because otherwise you couldn't be here. There's no magic here, only the books written by the absolutely brilliant J.K Rowling. Unless I'm a muggle…nah that's not right, I am so amazing and magical!"
At the sound of a laugh like bark, Sam looked down and petted the dog again.
"And I'm obviously really modest, if you couldn't tell."
She fell into silence for a few minutes, before starting up again,
"But why would you be here? Unless…hah!" she locked her sky blue eyes to the dogs steel grey ones,
"Soul bond?" she questioned
The canine tilted his head to the side.
"Yeah, I know, where do they get 'soul bonds' from, I don't remember them being mentioned in the actual books. But," she supposed, "I guess everyone loves the idea of a soul mate and true love and all that."
A minute of comfortable silence.
"Okay, let's go with 'Soul bond'. By why me? And how, when we're from different universes?"
A cold nose nudged her hand; she went back to patting him.
"Hmm, let's say… oh! We aren't from different universes! I was taken from your world when I was a baby! Because…because your family feared how strong you could become if you had your soul mate?"
He gave a loud bark.
"Hmm yeah, I thought that sounded pretty legit too. But how did they know I was your soul mate?... Well I read a really good soul bond fic once and in it there was a magical book that had a list of all the names of the soul bonded pairs so…I guess your psycho mum somehow found it?"
The big dog suddenly tried to lick her face,
"Eww Sirius, get off!... That's better. So I guess you landed here, in this world because that's where I am? And you're a dog because…?"
The dog in question was staring at her expectantly.
"No Sirius, you're supposed to answer it, I can't do all the work here…fine, stop with the puppy dog eyes already. Hmm… how about this then? When you went through the Veil, your magic got messed up and so you got stuck in your animagus form and will only change back once we go through again?"
His head tilted to the side in an inquisitive manner again.
"Yes, we. Obviously, we both need to get back to our own reality and we're soul mates, we have to be together. See? And I'm guessing that we both just need to touch the books to get back, I don't know why though."
She had a sudden thought,
"Oh! We'll be put into the future! And we can be 6th years with Albus Severus!"
The black dog gave a shake of his head.
"You know who it is. James and Lily's grandkid. Well, one of them."
Sam quickly explained what happened to James and Lily's family. The dogs' head bowed at the when the story got to the bit where James and Lily died and Sam could have sworn there were tears leaking from those stormy grey eyes. She wrapped her arms around the big dogs' neck.
"On a happy note, we can go to school with Albus! Not James Sirius because that would be way too much for you to handle, I mean he looks just like James did!"
A crack of thunder sounded in the distance, causing both Samantha and the dog to jump.
"Well, Mr Sirius Doggy, thank you for relieving me of my boredom, but I'd better get back inside now. I think I might look up fictions about Teddy Lupin, a friend of mine told me about a good one called 'Going Unnoticed', I should go and check it out."
She slowly stood up, gave the dogs' dark head one last stroke and then she trotted quickly up the cobbled path.
She didn't look back as she was walking to see if he was still there, but once she was safely back in her dark bedroom, Samantha Perrick could have sworn she heard a lonely howl pierce the increasingly cold air.
AN: Hello, now this is not trying to be mean to people who write Sirius/OC fanfics, because i love those people, i really do. I just thought this might be fun, so please don't hate me ;(
Anyone see my shameless advertising of my other fic? haha :D Anyways, i would appreciate any words about this fic ;) so pretty please review?