Ok, some more weird stuff, but thank this one on my sister, she had the
dream, and I wrote it out! BLAME HER!!! Gredfeorge. Oh, it will be very
short.
Disclaimer- I do not own Harry Potter.
Coffee Slippers
Number Twelve, Grimmauld Place was just as dusty and dirty as ever. Remus Lupin opened his eyes one morning, as the sun lit the room up, as it reached the window just above his bed. He sat up and rubbed his eyes, allowing the warm, moth-eaten blanket to fall down to his legs.
He smiled to himself remembering that today was his day off from the Order, and he was able to spend the whole day doing nothing, but visit with his best friend, Sirius Black. He took a deep breath, and coughed as some dust particles entered his lung.
Still coughing, he got out of his bed, and dressed quickly in his faded gray robes. He slumped out of his room and down the stairs to the kitchen where he could hear Sirius humming happily to himself. Remus figured that he was cooking breakfast due to the smell of eggs that rose through the air.
He pushed open the closed door that led to the kitchen, and came face to face with Sirius, who was holding out a cup of steaming hot coffee and a wide grin was spread across his face.
Remus took the coffee gratefully, and looked around the deserted kitchen as he seated himself down at the circular table.
"How was your all night watch?" He asked Sirius, noticing at least thirty empty mugs lying everywhere.
"It was fine, never felt more awake. Though, the git never showed up." Sirius laughed emptying the frying pan full of eggs onto Remus' plate.
Remus picked up his fork and poked at the squishy breakfast for awhile before taking a bite, "Maybe Snape was caught up in some other business." He said peering over at Sirius, who was making himself another cup of hot chocolate, and tapping his fuzzy foot to a tuneless beat.
Fuzzy feet?
Remus looked down at Sirius' feet; he was wearing the ugliest pair of fuzzy green slippers, "Uh, Sirius?" he asked.
Sirius turned around and stared at Remus, "Yes?" he asked.
"What.er.are those?" Remus pointed at the fuzzy green slippers.
Sirius smiled and laughed as he walked over and sat down next to his friend. He took a big gulp of his drink before he answered, "They are coffee slippers."
Remus looked puzzled, "Coffee slippers?"
Sirius nodded his head and smiled.
"What are coffee slippers?"
"They are slippers you wear while drink coffee." Sirius said in a matter-of- fact tone of voice.
Remus scratched his head, "But, you don't drink coffee."
Sirius laughed again, "No, but I sure do love slippers!"
Remus shook his head and continued to eat his breakfast.
A/N- Like I said, if you don't like it, yell at her. But review anyways! Thank you. Gredfeorge.
Disclaimer- I do not own Harry Potter.
Coffee Slippers
Number Twelve, Grimmauld Place was just as dusty and dirty as ever. Remus Lupin opened his eyes one morning, as the sun lit the room up, as it reached the window just above his bed. He sat up and rubbed his eyes, allowing the warm, moth-eaten blanket to fall down to his legs.
He smiled to himself remembering that today was his day off from the Order, and he was able to spend the whole day doing nothing, but visit with his best friend, Sirius Black. He took a deep breath, and coughed as some dust particles entered his lung.
Still coughing, he got out of his bed, and dressed quickly in his faded gray robes. He slumped out of his room and down the stairs to the kitchen where he could hear Sirius humming happily to himself. Remus figured that he was cooking breakfast due to the smell of eggs that rose through the air.
He pushed open the closed door that led to the kitchen, and came face to face with Sirius, who was holding out a cup of steaming hot coffee and a wide grin was spread across his face.
Remus took the coffee gratefully, and looked around the deserted kitchen as he seated himself down at the circular table.
"How was your all night watch?" He asked Sirius, noticing at least thirty empty mugs lying everywhere.
"It was fine, never felt more awake. Though, the git never showed up." Sirius laughed emptying the frying pan full of eggs onto Remus' plate.
Remus picked up his fork and poked at the squishy breakfast for awhile before taking a bite, "Maybe Snape was caught up in some other business." He said peering over at Sirius, who was making himself another cup of hot chocolate, and tapping his fuzzy foot to a tuneless beat.
Fuzzy feet?
Remus looked down at Sirius' feet; he was wearing the ugliest pair of fuzzy green slippers, "Uh, Sirius?" he asked.
Sirius turned around and stared at Remus, "Yes?" he asked.
"What.er.are those?" Remus pointed at the fuzzy green slippers.
Sirius smiled and laughed as he walked over and sat down next to his friend. He took a big gulp of his drink before he answered, "They are coffee slippers."
Remus looked puzzled, "Coffee slippers?"
Sirius nodded his head and smiled.
"What are coffee slippers?"
"They are slippers you wear while drink coffee." Sirius said in a matter-of- fact tone of voice.
Remus scratched his head, "But, you don't drink coffee."
Sirius laughed again, "No, but I sure do love slippers!"
Remus shook his head and continued to eat his breakfast.
A/N- Like I said, if you don't like it, yell at her. But review anyways! Thank you. Gredfeorge.