Hi guys, second chapter's up . I should have the third up soon as well. Massive thanks to the lovely insertwittyfandomreference for all her help with this chapter. Please feel free to offer any criticism. I'm always looking to improve my writing. Anyway, enjoy!
J
Chapter 2
"Harry! Hermione! Ron!" Mrs Weasley called from the bottom of the stairs, "Dinner's ready!" The trio quietly made their way down the stairs, trying not to wake up the portrait of Sirius' mother, invoking one of her blood-purity rampages.
They made their way into the kitchen. Harry sat down next to his Godfather and across from Ginny, Hermione sat next to her and Ron sat next to Harry.
"Hey Harry," Sirius greeted his Godson, "How has your day been?"
"It was okay. We mostly just cleaned the drawing room and got some potions homework done," Harry replied. It had been a pretty boring day on the whole, like every other day of the holidays so far. Harry had thought that spending the holidays with Sirius would be amazing, but his Godfather had spent most of the holidays with Buckbeak or moping about, angry that he couldn't leave Grimmauld's Place. Truth be told, Harry was looking forward to returning to Hogwarts at the end of the summer.
"Feeling prepared for your OWL's," Lupin asked. The trio nodded. Hermione had been forcing them to study all holidays. She had even made study planners for them for the entire year leading up to their second biggest assessment.
"I don't know why you bother with potions, Harry," Ron said, "Snape will never pass you."
Hermione sighed in disapproval. "Just because Professor Snape doesn't really like Harry does not mean he shouldn't at least try his hardest. You never know, Harry."
"That's right, Hermione," Mrs Weasley added, "and Ron, dear, I expect to see a big improvement in your attitude this year. I won't have you messing about in your most important years of school like those brothers of yours."
"Hey!" Fred and George exclaimed.
"Oh, leave it alone, Mum," Ron retorted. "I'm not going to get anything done with you and Hermione nagging me all the time," he finished with a pointed look at Hermione.
"Your mother's right, you know, Ron," Hermione put in. "We have our OWLs in less than a year and they define which NEWTs you can get into, which affects your future." At this, Ron and Harry both rolled their eyes in response. They dreamt of a day passing without either Hermione or Mrs Weasley nagging them about their schoolwork.
"Don't worry about Hermione, Ron," Fred said, waggling his eyebrows and grinning suggestively. "She just wants to make sure her future husband can make enough money to support her."
"Don't forget the kids" added George joining in with Fred's pestering and wearing a smile equally as cunning as his twin.
Unsurprisingly, this resulted in a shoving battle between the three brothers, ending with the red heads sporting red marks on their arms from their fiery mother. "I'll not have you lot behaving like a band of ruffians, now behave and eat your dinner."
"And what a lovely meal it is, thank you Molly," Remus placated, in an attempt to avoid any arguments. This earned him an appreciative smile from the plump woman and a few moments peace.
Mr Weasley smiled gratefully at Remus for preventing the tirade that his wife undoubtedly had prepared. "I'll be going in to town tomorrow to run some errands. Does anyone need anything?"
"Could you get some ferrets for Buckbeak? I've been running low, what with not being allowed to leave this dump," Sirius replied gloomily. Apparently he was still upset at being stuck in his childhood home, even if leaving would result in his imprisonment at best, and the loss of his soul at worst.
As expected, Mrs Weasley had quite a number of requests, and left the room to get her list. As soon as she disappeared, a resounding thump was heard, followed by a shriek from Mrs Weasley a few moments later. "Merlin's beard," she breathed. "James."