Harry Potter and the secret of gobbledygook
NIGHT VISITORS
Harry Potter woke in his room amidst the snores of the Dursley family. Glancing at Dudley's out watch beside his bed he noted the time, 12:30 am. Harry sighed, pulling on his glasses, throwing off the second hand blankets the Dursley family had been kind enough to give him, he jumped out of bed his bare feet hitting the cold wooden floor. Shivering at the cold contact, he made his way to the window overlooking Privet Drive and waited. Harry Potter now 17 had gone through his first birthday in while, without receiving acknowledgement from his friends Ron and Hermione.
Opening the window, he leaned out of slightly, searching the starless sky in hopes of seeing the familiar span of white wings tear across the sky. No sign of Hedwig. Confused and now further depressed that he seemed to be the only one sure of his existence at this point in time, Harry returned to his bed and stared forlornly at Hedwig's cage. Just as Harry was about to give into the unmanly weakness of tears a sudden sound startled him, glancing towards the window he noted his owl coming at a very slow pace towards him carrying an odd parcel.
"Hedwig?" he called in horse, now deepened voice towards her.
She hooted painfully as she finally shoved herself through the window, with a large black moving animal. Confused Harry pulled a flash from off his nightstand and flashed the light on a large black dog.
"Sirius!?" he exclaimed.
Before his eyes, the wizard transformed to a full sized wizard, now much heartier than the last time he had appeared before Harry. His hair formerly shaggy and unkempt had been cut, with slight wisps of hair falling before his black eyes. He hollow cheeks had filled out greatly compared to the last time Harry had seen them. Sirius was now comparable to the Sirius beside Harry's nightstand in the wedding album book that Hagrid had given him.
"How.But.Why?" Harry stumbled over his words as his stared at his godfather, now standing in his very bedroom in awe.
"Ron and Hermione," he said simply. He sat down on Harry's bed, arranging his robes about him. He cocked his head to the side briefly as his contemplated a thought.
"Are the Dursley's sound sleepers?" he asked Harry.
"Umm, possibly, but Aunt Petunia might be having one of those nights where it's for her to settle in. She paces a lot at night sometimes." Harry responded.
"Hmmm," Sirius reached into robes and pulled out his wand. Aiming at the door her whispered, "Tacitus". He nodded his head self-satisfied. Turning back to Harry he grinned. "I have a message I was suppose to deliver," he pointed his wand at his own throat, "Vox Alterno", he whispered again. He opened his mouth, this time issuing from his throat came the voice of Hermione, "Hi Harry, hope you're getting a head start on the summer work, Ron and I were thinking about a big birthday gift to give you. So this is it and-" suddenly Hermione's voice disappeared and this time Ron's came forward, "Harry, don't listen to her, she's batty, summer homework. Yeah, we thought this would be an awesome present and all, Sirius. So here he is. Ha ha, wish I could have see your face as Hedwig came in trying to carry him in his animagus form," then Ron's voice dissolved in laughter and Hermione came forward again. "Anyway Harry, Ron and I just wanted to say," suddenly their two voices together, "Happy Birthday!"
Sirius cleared his throat and chuckled to himself as he watched Harry's stunned face.
"Like the Birthday gift?" Sirius questioned, noting Harry's still stunned face. Harry squinted slightly underneath his glass.
"Hmmm, it's great that you're here and all, but why didn't they bother coming themselves? It's hard enough to find you, but to smuggle you into the muggle world? Ron and Hermione could have just apparated with Ron's father." He answered ruffling his hair slightly troubled. Feeling awful that he dared ask more than this great gift, he sighed.
"Harry, sometimes you act just like your mother, always questioning things." Sirius sighed as if he had something painful to tell. "Let's just say Harry, that Hermione and Ron had something else on their minds." Sirius looked around the room nervously.
Harry thought, his green eyes going slightly out of focus as he concentrated on his feet that he had pulled up toward him on the bed next to Sirius. Suddenly he grinned at Sirius.
"Do you mean each other?" Sirius looked carefully into his eyes, Harry leaned back and let out a deep tenor laugh which shook the room. Luckily, Sirius had already placed a silencing charm on the room, no need to worry about Harry awakening the Dursley's.
"Sirius if you think for a second that I'd be jealous of Ron and Hermione dating you would be wrong. In fact I was the one that motivated Ron to get up the courage to ask Hermione out. He's been goggling over her since fourth year." He smiled, amused at his godfathers wish to protect him still despite his 17 years.
"Well if that is the case, they are indeed quite the item. I thought I nearly die of laughter from the way Ron was worshipping Hermione while I was staying with the Weasley's. When I met up with them, Ron had somehow managed to convince his and Hermione's parents to let go off together for a weekend to London. That's where they are now I'm assuming."
Harry grinned at the thought of Ron and Hermione spending time alone in the city. It was still hard to think of Ron and Hermione together without fighting even though Harry had been predicting that it would be so for quite awhile. Suddenly a new thought occurred to Harry, he let out another burst of laughter.
"How did Hedwig carry you threw the window?" he asked, noting the tired and annoyed looking Hedwig drinking water majestically in her cage.
"Lightening charm, although that still didn't help with the difficulty of my odd shape for Hedwig. We tangled in quite a few trees and telephone lines," he replied very seriously. Hedwig hooted in agreement, setting Harry off on another spout of laughter.
Sirius smiled at his laughing godson. Stretching his long arms above, Sirius let out a long yawn.
"Tired?" Harry asked. Without waiting for a response, Harry walked over to his closet and pulled out one of Dudley's old sleeping bags. Grinning he laid down on the floor on it.
"Night Sirius," Harry whispered. In response Sirius snored slightly. Harry felt better taking off his glasses, Harry fell asleep.
NIGHT VISITORS
Harry Potter woke in his room amidst the snores of the Dursley family. Glancing at Dudley's out watch beside his bed he noted the time, 12:30 am. Harry sighed, pulling on his glasses, throwing off the second hand blankets the Dursley family had been kind enough to give him, he jumped out of bed his bare feet hitting the cold wooden floor. Shivering at the cold contact, he made his way to the window overlooking Privet Drive and waited. Harry Potter now 17 had gone through his first birthday in while, without receiving acknowledgement from his friends Ron and Hermione.
Opening the window, he leaned out of slightly, searching the starless sky in hopes of seeing the familiar span of white wings tear across the sky. No sign of Hedwig. Confused and now further depressed that he seemed to be the only one sure of his existence at this point in time, Harry returned to his bed and stared forlornly at Hedwig's cage. Just as Harry was about to give into the unmanly weakness of tears a sudden sound startled him, glancing towards the window he noted his owl coming at a very slow pace towards him carrying an odd parcel.
"Hedwig?" he called in horse, now deepened voice towards her.
She hooted painfully as she finally shoved herself through the window, with a large black moving animal. Confused Harry pulled a flash from off his nightstand and flashed the light on a large black dog.
"Sirius!?" he exclaimed.
Before his eyes, the wizard transformed to a full sized wizard, now much heartier than the last time he had appeared before Harry. His hair formerly shaggy and unkempt had been cut, with slight wisps of hair falling before his black eyes. He hollow cheeks had filled out greatly compared to the last time Harry had seen them. Sirius was now comparable to the Sirius beside Harry's nightstand in the wedding album book that Hagrid had given him.
"How.But.Why?" Harry stumbled over his words as his stared at his godfather, now standing in his very bedroom in awe.
"Ron and Hermione," he said simply. He sat down on Harry's bed, arranging his robes about him. He cocked his head to the side briefly as his contemplated a thought.
"Are the Dursley's sound sleepers?" he asked Harry.
"Umm, possibly, but Aunt Petunia might be having one of those nights where it's for her to settle in. She paces a lot at night sometimes." Harry responded.
"Hmmm," Sirius reached into robes and pulled out his wand. Aiming at the door her whispered, "Tacitus". He nodded his head self-satisfied. Turning back to Harry he grinned. "I have a message I was suppose to deliver," he pointed his wand at his own throat, "Vox Alterno", he whispered again. He opened his mouth, this time issuing from his throat came the voice of Hermione, "Hi Harry, hope you're getting a head start on the summer work, Ron and I were thinking about a big birthday gift to give you. So this is it and-" suddenly Hermione's voice disappeared and this time Ron's came forward, "Harry, don't listen to her, she's batty, summer homework. Yeah, we thought this would be an awesome present and all, Sirius. So here he is. Ha ha, wish I could have see your face as Hedwig came in trying to carry him in his animagus form," then Ron's voice dissolved in laughter and Hermione came forward again. "Anyway Harry, Ron and I just wanted to say," suddenly their two voices together, "Happy Birthday!"
Sirius cleared his throat and chuckled to himself as he watched Harry's stunned face.
"Like the Birthday gift?" Sirius questioned, noting Harry's still stunned face. Harry squinted slightly underneath his glass.
"Hmmm, it's great that you're here and all, but why didn't they bother coming themselves? It's hard enough to find you, but to smuggle you into the muggle world? Ron and Hermione could have just apparated with Ron's father." He answered ruffling his hair slightly troubled. Feeling awful that he dared ask more than this great gift, he sighed.
"Harry, sometimes you act just like your mother, always questioning things." Sirius sighed as if he had something painful to tell. "Let's just say Harry, that Hermione and Ron had something else on their minds." Sirius looked around the room nervously.
Harry thought, his green eyes going slightly out of focus as he concentrated on his feet that he had pulled up toward him on the bed next to Sirius. Suddenly he grinned at Sirius.
"Do you mean each other?" Sirius looked carefully into his eyes, Harry leaned back and let out a deep tenor laugh which shook the room. Luckily, Sirius had already placed a silencing charm on the room, no need to worry about Harry awakening the Dursley's.
"Sirius if you think for a second that I'd be jealous of Ron and Hermione dating you would be wrong. In fact I was the one that motivated Ron to get up the courage to ask Hermione out. He's been goggling over her since fourth year." He smiled, amused at his godfathers wish to protect him still despite his 17 years.
"Well if that is the case, they are indeed quite the item. I thought I nearly die of laughter from the way Ron was worshipping Hermione while I was staying with the Weasley's. When I met up with them, Ron had somehow managed to convince his and Hermione's parents to let go off together for a weekend to London. That's where they are now I'm assuming."
Harry grinned at the thought of Ron and Hermione spending time alone in the city. It was still hard to think of Ron and Hermione together without fighting even though Harry had been predicting that it would be so for quite awhile. Suddenly a new thought occurred to Harry, he let out another burst of laughter.
"How did Hedwig carry you threw the window?" he asked, noting the tired and annoyed looking Hedwig drinking water majestically in her cage.
"Lightening charm, although that still didn't help with the difficulty of my odd shape for Hedwig. We tangled in quite a few trees and telephone lines," he replied very seriously. Hedwig hooted in agreement, setting Harry off on another spout of laughter.
Sirius smiled at his laughing godson. Stretching his long arms above, Sirius let out a long yawn.
"Tired?" Harry asked. Without waiting for a response, Harry walked over to his closet and pulled out one of Dudley's old sleeping bags. Grinning he laid down on the floor on it.
"Night Sirius," Harry whispered. In response Sirius snored slightly. Harry felt better taking off his glasses, Harry fell asleep.