Disclaimer: Mine? Nope, wish it was but it's not ( but I would be happy if
I just had Sirius or Remus but I don't have any of them. Maybe for my
birthday (May 16th) I get one.
Note: I would like to dedicate this story to Samantha who is always supportive, posts me on her web page, and writes wonderful stories that always get me thinking. Also a special hello to Alyssa.
Book of Memories
Freed
"I'm free, I'm free, and I'm free." Sang Sirius Orion Black, former convict for the murder of one rat, Peter Pettigrew, was free and he was, for lack of a better word, ecstatic as he hoped onto his old motorbike (Hagrid had returned it after he had walked in on Sirius and Dumbledore having a conversation about the order. Hagrid was told the whole story and insisted that he return it.) Sirius had just been given a deceleration of his freedom from the ministry after Peter had been spotted in Northern England by two aurors who were on Voldermorts tail. Sirius, after spending the summer at Remus Lupin's home was, for the first time in years, clean and happy. Remus was one who had everything neat and organized. Sirius and James often thought that he wanted to be very polite and extremely clean as a way to revolt against the animal that he turned into when the moon was full. He was so polite that it had on occasion been annoying to the Marauders and lead to some very memorable pranks that he had played on poor Remus.
Sirius remembered when he had shown up at Remus's doorstep after the Triwizard Tournament. He had been in the form of Padfoot and barked at the door until Remus opened the door and was greeted with no one other that a huge, black dog knocking him down and running off into the kitchen, dragging mud as he went. Remus had attacked with dreaded soap and sponge, sent Sirius to take a bath, cut his hair and "Change into some decent robes for Merlin's sake, you smell like wet dog." "I was Remus, see." He had then, not to Remus's amusement changed back into Snuffles with a pop.
That had been a year ago. Now, the Order was assembled and waiting for orders from Albus Dumbledore. Now, Sirius was free. Now, Harry was 15 and still living with the Dursleys but Sirius would change that. Harry deserved a family and Sirius needed Harry, so did Remus. They needed the friend they had lost when Peter had betrayed them. They needed James and Lily and Harry was James. The only thing that was not James was Harry's constant worries. James had been carefree until his 6th year when the dark lord had turned after his family. But he had been carefree until then, Harry on the other hand always had to look over his shoulder and worry about the attacks that would befall him.
Sirius hopped onto his bike, throwing on his black leather jacket which had "Marauders" embroider on the back and his nickname "Padfoot" on the front, a gift that Lily had made for them all in their 7th year. With a swish of his wand the wireless started to play some muggle music, "Only the Good Die Young" and the bike became invisible as he soared up into the air and towards 4 Privet Dr. to pick up Harry.
Note: I would like to dedicate this story to Samantha who is always supportive, posts me on her web page, and writes wonderful stories that always get me thinking. Also a special hello to Alyssa.
Book of Memories
Freed
"I'm free, I'm free, and I'm free." Sang Sirius Orion Black, former convict for the murder of one rat, Peter Pettigrew, was free and he was, for lack of a better word, ecstatic as he hoped onto his old motorbike (Hagrid had returned it after he had walked in on Sirius and Dumbledore having a conversation about the order. Hagrid was told the whole story and insisted that he return it.) Sirius had just been given a deceleration of his freedom from the ministry after Peter had been spotted in Northern England by two aurors who were on Voldermorts tail. Sirius, after spending the summer at Remus Lupin's home was, for the first time in years, clean and happy. Remus was one who had everything neat and organized. Sirius and James often thought that he wanted to be very polite and extremely clean as a way to revolt against the animal that he turned into when the moon was full. He was so polite that it had on occasion been annoying to the Marauders and lead to some very memorable pranks that he had played on poor Remus.
Sirius remembered when he had shown up at Remus's doorstep after the Triwizard Tournament. He had been in the form of Padfoot and barked at the door until Remus opened the door and was greeted with no one other that a huge, black dog knocking him down and running off into the kitchen, dragging mud as he went. Remus had attacked with dreaded soap and sponge, sent Sirius to take a bath, cut his hair and "Change into some decent robes for Merlin's sake, you smell like wet dog." "I was Remus, see." He had then, not to Remus's amusement changed back into Snuffles with a pop.
That had been a year ago. Now, the Order was assembled and waiting for orders from Albus Dumbledore. Now, Sirius was free. Now, Harry was 15 and still living with the Dursleys but Sirius would change that. Harry deserved a family and Sirius needed Harry, so did Remus. They needed the friend they had lost when Peter had betrayed them. They needed James and Lily and Harry was James. The only thing that was not James was Harry's constant worries. James had been carefree until his 6th year when the dark lord had turned after his family. But he had been carefree until then, Harry on the other hand always had to look over his shoulder and worry about the attacks that would befall him.
Sirius hopped onto his bike, throwing on his black leather jacket which had "Marauders" embroider on the back and his nickname "Padfoot" on the front, a gift that Lily had made for them all in their 7th year. With a swish of his wand the wireless started to play some muggle music, "Only the Good Die Young" and the bike became invisible as he soared up into the air and towards 4 Privet Dr. to pick up Harry.