Disclaimer: I don't own these characters. I would like to own Lupin.
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"Muggles," Sirus grumbled. He had been sitting there for the last half-hour waiting for Remus Lupin. Shuffling back and forth, he sighed: what was that werewolf up to now? He chuckled slightly to himself, finishing off his drink, memories coming back. The place he was in was quite crowded, and he had a hard time trying to peer over the crowd.
He couldn't let anyone realize he was a wizard. Not here: but he couldn't meet Remus at Diagon Alley. Some people didn't believe he was innocent. They thought he killed James.
Sirus sighed. Poor James.
--Flashback--
"Look, Lily!" James was flying around his broomstick.
"Ah, and here is the star of our house! Winner of the Quidditch cup! Any words to say to the folks at home?" Sirus grinned, holding up a piece of meat pie as a microphone. James lightly beamed him on the head as he landed, sending Sirus in a daze, and Lily laughing.
"Where's everyone else?" James looked around. "Peter? Remus?"
"Peter said he had something to do," Sirus moaned. "Moony is in detention. He tried to poison Snape." A slight grin appeared on his face.
--End Flashback-
"What's so funny?" Lupin had joined him at the table. A few people had stared at him as he entered: it was either the gray hair or the cloak that made them surprised. Remus blushed slightly before grabbing a drink. "What's this: whiskey?"
"Yeah, don't drink it." Sirus looked dazed.
"So what's this all about?" Lupin twirled the glass in front of him.
"It's about Harry: I need to go get him." Sirus said quickly.
"And-HOW am I involved?"
"I need someone to distract them." Sirus grinned.
"What do you want me to do?" Lupin looked stunned.
"I don't care: curse them for all I like." Sirus sighed. "I need to rescue Harry from THEM!"
"Curse them yourselves!" Lupin paused but saw his friend's face fall. "Can I turn them into something at least?"
Sirus nodded, and Lupin clapped his hands. "Okay!" He paused. "Where are these-Dud-Dur-les?"
"Dursleys." Sirus said. "Pivet Drive. Come on, we have an escape to plan."
--To Be Continued-
Author Note: Please review if you want me to continue.
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"Muggles," Sirus grumbled. He had been sitting there for the last half-hour waiting for Remus Lupin. Shuffling back and forth, he sighed: what was that werewolf up to now? He chuckled slightly to himself, finishing off his drink, memories coming back. The place he was in was quite crowded, and he had a hard time trying to peer over the crowd.
He couldn't let anyone realize he was a wizard. Not here: but he couldn't meet Remus at Diagon Alley. Some people didn't believe he was innocent. They thought he killed James.
Sirus sighed. Poor James.
--Flashback--
"Look, Lily!" James was flying around his broomstick.
"Ah, and here is the star of our house! Winner of the Quidditch cup! Any words to say to the folks at home?" Sirus grinned, holding up a piece of meat pie as a microphone. James lightly beamed him on the head as he landed, sending Sirus in a daze, and Lily laughing.
"Where's everyone else?" James looked around. "Peter? Remus?"
"Peter said he had something to do," Sirus moaned. "Moony is in detention. He tried to poison Snape." A slight grin appeared on his face.
--End Flashback-
"What's so funny?" Lupin had joined him at the table. A few people had stared at him as he entered: it was either the gray hair or the cloak that made them surprised. Remus blushed slightly before grabbing a drink. "What's this: whiskey?"
"Yeah, don't drink it." Sirus looked dazed.
"So what's this all about?" Lupin twirled the glass in front of him.
"It's about Harry: I need to go get him." Sirus said quickly.
"And-HOW am I involved?"
"I need someone to distract them." Sirus grinned.
"What do you want me to do?" Lupin looked stunned.
"I don't care: curse them for all I like." Sirus sighed. "I need to rescue Harry from THEM!"
"Curse them yourselves!" Lupin paused but saw his friend's face fall. "Can I turn them into something at least?"
Sirus nodded, and Lupin clapped his hands. "Okay!" He paused. "Where are these-Dud-Dur-les?"
"Dursleys." Sirus said. "Pivet Drive. Come on, we have an escape to plan."
--To Be Continued-
Author Note: Please review if you want me to continue.