Snuffles' Day Out
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Sirius watched as a slim, red-headed girl strolled down the pathway, oblivious
to any danger she may be in. Humming as she went, the girl (who, on closer
inspection, looked 13 or so) picked random flowers until she had an elegant
bouquet in her hands.
Then she looked up and saw the bear-sized dog watching her. Smiling, the girl
held out her hand and called, "Here puppy! I won't hurt you, come here."
She got a bit closer, and eventually just came right up and patted Sirius on
the head. "Don't worry, Mr. Black. I won't say anything. Wonder if Mum would
mind having a pet?"
Shocked to the core, Sirius changed into human form with a "pop!" but was unable
to say anything. His mouth opened and closed a few times, then he gave up and
just shook his head at the girl.
She smiled again, and held out her hand. "I'm Ginny."
"Oh. I'm Sirius." He was painfully emaciated, and looked like he hadn't eaten in
months. Felt like it, too.
"Would you mind living as a household pet for a while? I'm almost sure I could
get Mum or at least my brothers to take you in." She continued, hesitantly.
But it was Sirius' turn to hesitate. "I don't know, Ginny... Is that really a
good idea?"
Ginny shrugged. "Why not? Nobody will recognize you."
Sirius snorted. "You did!"
"You're not the only unregistered Animagus around here. Animagi can usually recognize
one another, especially when they're in animal form." Ginny sounded like she was
halfway between condescending and terrified. An odd combination.
"Oh. Well, um..."
Ginny laughed, a sweet and musical sound. "Come on, Snuffles, I'll take you to Mum
so long as you promise to be tame."
Sirius gave up and ended up following Ginny back into a village. She talked to him
occasionally, things like, "Mum will love you, Snuffles, but I hope Ron doesn't
try to rename you like he did Pigwidgeon."
No way. This isn't Ginny Weasley. I can't impose on them, especially not as a huge
brute of a dog. And how could she have known I was Snuffles? Harry must have told
her. Ron will recognize me, then, too...
But before Sirius could split off and run for it, Ginny had him by the fur at the base
of his neck, and dragged him into the house. "MUM!" she hollered.
Ron and Harry, followed by the infamous Weasley Twins, came thundering down the stairs.
"Sweet! A dog!" They all chorused.
Harry and Ron exchanged glances as Mrs. Weasley came bustling into the kitchen, arms full
of clean towels. "What's this, Ginny? A furball or a dog?" she smiled kindly.
"Can we keep him, Mum?" Ginny pleaded, handing her the bouquet of flowers.
Mrs. Weasley sighed. "I suppose so, why not."
The kids cheered, Harry and Ron the loudest.
"BUT," Mrs. W. continued, "he needs a bath! And I'm not doing it!"
The twins' faces lit up immediately. "We'll give him a bath!" One of them offered.
Ginny's eyes narrowed, but she made no move to stop them. Harry and Ron tried to
look sympathetic, but succeeded only in chortling as one of the twins (who were
actually rather strong) heaved Sirius/Snuffles into his arms and staggered outside
with him.
The other twin pulled out a hose, and proceeded to fill a little kiddie pool full of water.
"I think we should soap him up in the pond, then rinse him in here, eh George?"
The red-head carrying Snuffles nodded, and set him on the ground as smoothly as possible.
Then he picked up a large stick. Oh no, here we go... And I'll have to chase it, too...
So Sirius chased the stick, and ended up being duped into chasing it into the pond.
**Finally**, after an eternity of soapy eyes and dunkings, he was deemed as "clean".
The twins dragged him into the kiddie pool full of ice-cold water, rinsed him, and
then had a disagreement on how to dry him off. I'll solve this one.
Snuffles shimmied until he was as dry as he could get himself, and the twins were
as wet as he could get them. They laughed hysterically, and by the time they all
got in the house and dried off, it was supper time.
Supper at the Weasley house was a family affair, and by the time every Weasley was
ready and present, it was almost 7 o'clock. They all cheered for Snuffles when he
caught pieces of bread in his mouth, and congratulated Ginny on finding such a
nice dog.
Dessert, however, didn't go nearly as well. Snuffles laid down in the living room,
and went back into the kitchen when Harry called him. But on his way past the stair-
case, something *cold* and *wet* and *slimy* landed on his back, making him yelp
and run, knocking poor Ron over. Sirius found himself outside, back in the pond,
while Harry and Ron rinsed the ice cream out of his fur.
They talked to each other and Sirius, not really expecting answers from him. "So
what on earth were you doing at Ottery St. Catchpole, Snuffles? Jeez, I can feel
your ribs!"
Ginny came out after a while, and sat on the banks watching the boys splash each
other while she giggled at them. After ten minutes or so, she leaned over and
whispered, "Mr. Black! I need to talk to you!"
Harry and Ron both heard, naturally, and dragged him out of the water, dripping wet
themselves.
"I'll go back and make sure no one comes out here," Ron volunteered, as he squelched
back towards the Burrow.
Sirius made his way back into human form, and laughed when he had a good look at Harry.
The new silver-frame glasses, his height (which rivaled Ron's), and his hair (long and
in a ponytail) made Harry a totally different person. "Goodness, Harry! Got tired
of being told you looked like James?"
Ginny tittered, and Harry grinned. "Not really, just got too lazy to cut my hair, and
my glasses got broken one too many times. What *are* you doing here, Sirius?"
Sirius sighed. "Trying to hide, but it's hard when there's literally no food around."
Ginny nodded. "I noticed, that's why I dragged you here." She paused, then added, "And
so you could see Harry," as an afterthought.
Harry nodded his thanks, but cut to the chase. "Hiding from who? Voldemort?"
Sirius, too, nodded. "Who else?"
Harry turned to Ginny. "There's tons of black strays out around here, how did you know
this was Sirius?" he questioned.
Ginny smiled nervously. "Oh, that." She stood up, and, without warning, wasn't Ginny
anymore. In her place stood a small, well-muscled, and extremely mischevous-looking fox.
Harry gaped, and Sirius smiled. "An Animagus can usually recognize another, Harry."
Ginny changed back, and grinned at Harry. "Can't take a bit of a shock?"
Harry shook his head while Sirius laughed uproariously.
"Ginny!" A new voice sounded shocked.
"Ron!" She mocked him. "Now really, you didn't think you knew *everything* about
your little sister, did you?"
Ron stepped closer to the group. "No... but I came out to get you all, Hermione's here."
Sirius changed *back* into dog form, and Harry, Ginny, and Ron all trooped back to
the Burrow once again. When they got there, the place was well lit and incredibly noisy.
"What's all this?" Harry asked no one in particular.
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**La-ti-dah---obligatory a/n!! Okays, all characters, places, names, etc,
herein are JK Rowlings, are not used for profit, la-ti-dah and so on :)
ON WITH THE FIC!**
((A/N: This fic really sucks so if you flame, i'm going to laugh!!))
Sirius watched as a slim, red-headed girl strolled down the pathway, oblivious
to any danger she may be in. Humming as she went, the girl (who, on closer
inspection, looked 13 or so) picked random flowers until she had an elegant
bouquet in her hands.
Then she looked up and saw the bear-sized dog watching her. Smiling, the girl
held out her hand and called, "Here puppy! I won't hurt you, come here."
She got a bit closer, and eventually just came right up and patted Sirius on
the head. "Don't worry, Mr. Black. I won't say anything. Wonder if Mum would
mind having a pet?"
Shocked to the core, Sirius changed into human form with a "pop!" but was unable
to say anything. His mouth opened and closed a few times, then he gave up and
just shook his head at the girl.
She smiled again, and held out her hand. "I'm Ginny."
"Oh. I'm Sirius." He was painfully emaciated, and looked like he hadn't eaten in
months. Felt like it, too.
"Would you mind living as a household pet for a while? I'm almost sure I could
get Mum or at least my brothers to take you in." She continued, hesitantly.
But it was Sirius' turn to hesitate. "I don't know, Ginny... Is that really a
good idea?"
Ginny shrugged. "Why not? Nobody will recognize you."
Sirius snorted. "You did!"
"You're not the only unregistered Animagus around here. Animagi can usually recognize
one another, especially when they're in animal form." Ginny sounded like she was
halfway between condescending and terrified. An odd combination.
"Oh. Well, um..."
Ginny laughed, a sweet and musical sound. "Come on, Snuffles, I'll take you to Mum
so long as you promise to be tame."
Sirius gave up and ended up following Ginny back into a village. She talked to him
occasionally, things like, "Mum will love you, Snuffles, but I hope Ron doesn't
try to rename you like he did Pigwidgeon."
No way. This isn't Ginny Weasley. I can't impose on them, especially not as a huge
brute of a dog. And how could she have known I was Snuffles? Harry must have told
her. Ron will recognize me, then, too...
But before Sirius could split off and run for it, Ginny had him by the fur at the base
of his neck, and dragged him into the house. "MUM!" she hollered.
Ron and Harry, followed by the infamous Weasley Twins, came thundering down the stairs.
"Sweet! A dog!" They all chorused.
Harry and Ron exchanged glances as Mrs. Weasley came bustling into the kitchen, arms full
of clean towels. "What's this, Ginny? A furball or a dog?" she smiled kindly.
"Can we keep him, Mum?" Ginny pleaded, handing her the bouquet of flowers.
Mrs. Weasley sighed. "I suppose so, why not."
The kids cheered, Harry and Ron the loudest.
"BUT," Mrs. W. continued, "he needs a bath! And I'm not doing it!"
The twins' faces lit up immediately. "We'll give him a bath!" One of them offered.
Ginny's eyes narrowed, but she made no move to stop them. Harry and Ron tried to
look sympathetic, but succeeded only in chortling as one of the twins (who were
actually rather strong) heaved Sirius/Snuffles into his arms and staggered outside
with him.
The other twin pulled out a hose, and proceeded to fill a little kiddie pool full of water.
"I think we should soap him up in the pond, then rinse him in here, eh George?"
The red-head carrying Snuffles nodded, and set him on the ground as smoothly as possible.
Then he picked up a large stick. Oh no, here we go... And I'll have to chase it, too...
So Sirius chased the stick, and ended up being duped into chasing it into the pond.
**Finally**, after an eternity of soapy eyes and dunkings, he was deemed as "clean".
The twins dragged him into the kiddie pool full of ice-cold water, rinsed him, and
then had a disagreement on how to dry him off. I'll solve this one.
Snuffles shimmied until he was as dry as he could get himself, and the twins were
as wet as he could get them. They laughed hysterically, and by the time they all
got in the house and dried off, it was supper time.
Supper at the Weasley house was a family affair, and by the time every Weasley was
ready and present, it was almost 7 o'clock. They all cheered for Snuffles when he
caught pieces of bread in his mouth, and congratulated Ginny on finding such a
nice dog.
Dessert, however, didn't go nearly as well. Snuffles laid down in the living room,
and went back into the kitchen when Harry called him. But on his way past the stair-
case, something *cold* and *wet* and *slimy* landed on his back, making him yelp
and run, knocking poor Ron over. Sirius found himself outside, back in the pond,
while Harry and Ron rinsed the ice cream out of his fur.
They talked to each other and Sirius, not really expecting answers from him. "So
what on earth were you doing at Ottery St. Catchpole, Snuffles? Jeez, I can feel
your ribs!"
Ginny came out after a while, and sat on the banks watching the boys splash each
other while she giggled at them. After ten minutes or so, she leaned over and
whispered, "Mr. Black! I need to talk to you!"
Harry and Ron both heard, naturally, and dragged him out of the water, dripping wet
themselves.
"I'll go back and make sure no one comes out here," Ron volunteered, as he squelched
back towards the Burrow.
Sirius made his way back into human form, and laughed when he had a good look at Harry.
The new silver-frame glasses, his height (which rivaled Ron's), and his hair (long and
in a ponytail) made Harry a totally different person. "Goodness, Harry! Got tired
of being told you looked like James?"
Ginny tittered, and Harry grinned. "Not really, just got too lazy to cut my hair, and
my glasses got broken one too many times. What *are* you doing here, Sirius?"
Sirius sighed. "Trying to hide, but it's hard when there's literally no food around."
Ginny nodded. "I noticed, that's why I dragged you here." She paused, then added, "And
so you could see Harry," as an afterthought.
Harry nodded his thanks, but cut to the chase. "Hiding from who? Voldemort?"
Sirius, too, nodded. "Who else?"
Harry turned to Ginny. "There's tons of black strays out around here, how did you know
this was Sirius?" he questioned.
Ginny smiled nervously. "Oh, that." She stood up, and, without warning, wasn't Ginny
anymore. In her place stood a small, well-muscled, and extremely mischevous-looking fox.
Harry gaped, and Sirius smiled. "An Animagus can usually recognize another, Harry."
Ginny changed back, and grinned at Harry. "Can't take a bit of a shock?"
Harry shook his head while Sirius laughed uproariously.
"Ginny!" A new voice sounded shocked.
"Ron!" She mocked him. "Now really, you didn't think you knew *everything* about
your little sister, did you?"
Ron stepped closer to the group. "No... but I came out to get you all, Hermione's here."
Sirius changed *back* into dog form, and Harry, Ginny, and Ron all trooped back to
the Burrow once again. When they got there, the place was well lit and incredibly noisy.
"What's all this?" Harry asked no one in particular.
((a/n: hahahaha!! okay, so i enjoy being evil. All i ask is *one* teensy positive review
before i post the next chapter. ONE! someone, anyone, please? YAYE! you love me! okays,
then, thanks!!))