Sirius Potter and the House Elf plauge
Comes after Sirius Potter and the Marauders return. You dont really have to read the first one but it might make more sense and you'll know how the Marauders met and all that.
Disclaimer: If i owned them, why would i be doing this??
Sirius Potter was in bed with the Flu. He had been there for three days, and was growing more and more restless. His cousin and best friend, James Arthur Weasley had kept him company via owl, but Sirius was permitted no visitors other than his Mother, Father and Dobby the house elf.
There was only a week until Sirius and James were due to meet up with their friends Cory Jones and Nancy Little on their journey to Hogwarts. The foursome, also known as the Marauders, were due to start their second year at the ancient Wizarding school. Lying back, Sirius thought about his first year at Hogwarts. He had never had so much fun in his whole life, despite the fact there had been a number of extremely dangerous situations.
The summer had been long and boring. Sirius' father, Harry Potter, had promised a trip to Ireland to see the Ballycastle Bats play at home. Quidditch was Sirius' favourite sport. The trip, however, had been cancelled due to Sirius falling ill and a "situation at the Ministry." Harry, being a world famous Auror, was often called away to assist in these "Situations".
Sirius gave a weak cough, and then regretted it. His whole body ached. He was taking essence of this and a dose of that, but at the current time he felt worse than ever.
A knock on the door, and Dobby the house elf entered, carrying a tray of food and a green bottle.
"Sirius Potter, Sir, it is time for some more of the potion." Dobby squeaked, placing the tray on Sirius' bed and pouring him a spoonful of the purple liquid which always caused steam to come out of Sirius' ears.
"Thanks Dobby." Sirius whispered, lying back down again.
"Dobby is happy to assist, Sir. Dobby only wishes he could do more, sir, for Dobby knows Sirius Potter is unhappy."
"As soon as I feel better I'll be happy again." Muttered Sirius with his eyes closed. Dobby left the room, and Sirius felt sleep creeping up on him…
On the First of September, Sirius awoke feeling energetic for the first time in a few weeks. He bounded down the stairs and into the Kitchen to be greeted by Ginny, Harry, Ron and Hermione Weasley, James, and Will.
"Hey mate!" James ran to greet Sirius as he entered the kitchen. "How're you feeling?"
"I'm good, happy to be out that room." Sirius grinned. He realised someone was missing. "No Freya?" He asked, enquiring about James and Will's elder sister.
"She's done with Hogwarts, mate." Will explained. "She started at the Ministry last week."
"Oh, yeah." Sirius had forgotten.
"Right you." Said Ginny to her son. "You take it easy for a while, and if you feel ill again go straight to Madam Pomfrey."
"Mum, I'll be fine. It was just the flu."
"Yeah, Gin." Ron joined in. "Harry had worse, remember when he lost all the bones in his arm?"
Ginny winced.
"Yeah, and the time Ron was poisoned? Oh and don't forget that idiot I had on the Quidditch team who knocked me out with a beaters bat…"
"He doesn't sound like a good beater then." Sirius pointed out.
"No, he was the keeper."
Everyone except Ginny laughed.
"I mean it! After what you got up to last year, I want no more accidents or attempted murders, or…or…"
"Stolen Quidditch cups?"
"Harry! Don't encourage them!"
"Padfoot! Prongs!"
Sirius and James turned at the sound of their nicknames. Cory Jones was pushing his way through a crowd of students to reach his friends.
"How was your summer?" He asked, grinning.
"Better than Sirius'." James grinned back. "Let's get a compartment and we'll tell you all about it…"
By the time the trunks were loaded, Nancy Little had joined them, clutching the ever familiar cage that contained two white rats.
"Bye!"
"Be good!"
"See you at Christmas!"
"Send me an owl when you get there!"
"Be good!"
"I know mum!"
The Hogwarts express began to move as everyone hung out the windows waving to their families. As it rounded the corner, the Marauders ducked back inside and into their compartment.
"So. Your summer."
James and Sirius launched into the explanation of Sirius' illness and contact only through owls. When they were done, Cory began his tale of a holiday in Wales.
"…rained all day! And then obviously we had to juggle the plans around full moon for Leo's sake…"
It was common knowledge amongst the Marauders that Leo Jones, Cory's elder brother was a werewolf; the topic had been the discussion in a Defence against the Dark Arts lesson when Sirius and James met Cory.
"…but all in all I guess it was better than having flu!"
The Marauders laughed. Nancy opened her mouth to reveal her summer stories when the compartment door was pushed open.
"Potter, Weasley, Wolfie, and Nancy the Loser."
Evan Malfoy and a tall, thin boy stood in the doorway. Sirius stood up, hand closing around his wand.
"Clear of, Mal-warts."
The Marauders laughed, Malfoy turned pink.
"Fine. Carry on discussing loser stuff with your loser friends."
The boys turned and stalked back to their own compartment.
"He's the loser." James muttered, rummaging in his pocket for some Bertie Bots Every-Flavour Beans.
"What about your summer Nancy?" Cory asked.
"Oh, pretty boring really. We went to France for a week though, to visit my cousins. They're all muggles though, so I felt a bit out of touch with everything."
The train journey continued throughout the afternoon. The Marauders chat turned from the summer to the feast, and then to what lessons they may face the following day. By the time they arrived at Hogsmeade Station, they were all out of Every Flavour Beans and very hungry indeed.
The Marauders made their way to the seemingly horse-less carriages waiting to take them to Hogwarts. Sirius, James and Cory jumped in, but Nancy lingered by the harness.
"You coming, Wormtail?" James asked.
"Yeah."
Nancy climbed up beside Sirius, her eyes darting back to the space where the horse would usually stand.
"Can you see them?" Cory voiced what Sirius had been thinking.
"The black horse things? Yeah, why, can't you?" Nancy asked, puzzled.
"They're called Thestrals." Sirius explained. "They can be quite unlucky actually, because they can only be seen by wizards who have…well, who have seen death."
"Ah." Nancy was silent for a few moments, before deciding to elaborate.
"My Gran died when I was about 7 years old. I was with her."
No one said anything, but James gave Nancy a sympathetic smile, and Sirius patted her on the back.
Ok people what do you think? i know whats going to happen later on...i just need to think about how to get there if you know what i mean. Please review! D
