Chapter two: The meeting
Grimauld place number 12- I thought and suddenly, big, dark, gothic house appeared between two muggle houses. I entered the house. While I was walking down the hall, some old witch from the painting on the wall started screaming! And, she really could scream! It was hurting my sensitive vampire ears!
-You gross, immortal creature, how dare you come to the noble and ancient house of Black… Go and die you dirty bloodsucker!...
This woman just can't shut her mouth! I heard someone comig, probably to rescue me, but I didn't need help. I waved my wand and suddenly- old dirtbag had her mouth erased! That look on her face, I will never forget it! While I was laughing my ass off, I saw who was my noble savior, man who came to shut that old witch. It was one and only Sirius Black! But, he didn't look as young and carefree as he was looking fifteen years ago. Actually, he looked like a man who spent thirteen years in Azkaban.
- That's how you use the Erasing spell! I mean who would use it to erase wrongly spelled word, really…- said my dear friend while he was grinning and hugging me. At least he didn't lose his sense of humor. Yet.
- Hugging? When did you become such an emotional person, o serial killer Sirius Black?- I said.
He looked really happy to see me. He led me to the room where the meeting will be. Everyone stared at me when I came in. I smirked. Older members like Moody, McGonagall and Snape were, I'm sure, wondering how and why I look so young and beautiful; and the younger ones were well, staring at me. They just can't help it.
Sirius and I chatted with Remus who came shortly after me. We talked about past fifteen years. Remus told me about James's son, Harry. Sirius was telling me how Harry was a troublemaker and how he saved him from dementors. Remus and Sirius looked really proud while they talked about Harry. Parent- like proud. Kinda scary.
After an hour or so, Dubledore came. Right in time! God, I hate when people are late… I mean, it's okay if I'm late but someone else…
However, the meeting was about that evil, bad, scary wizard Voldemort and, of course, how to protect Harry. Dumbledore said that Voldemort needs Harry for his plans and that we must protect Potter junior, and so on…
When the meeting finished, Sirius showed me my room and then he went to his room, yawning and looking tired and bored. It was really stupid of Dumbledore to keep Sirius in this house. He spent 13 years locked in Azkaban, and now he's locked again! Really stupid idea.
Before I went to bed, I called my little bro. I guess I had one of my big bro moments. Eew, I won't tell anyone. I dreamed about chasing Stefan on my broom. Sweet dreams.