Ch. 2: Cote de Azure
Sirius was surprised to find him self in the middle of a dying down festival.
"What the Hell?" he said to him self not realizing that he had a squirming baby in his arms still. It wasn't till Harry started whimpering that snapped him out of it and brought his attention back to his godson. They needed to find a place to stay and some food.
He started to look around the street for and open hotel or bead & breakfast anything. All he saw were no vacancy signs written in French and street performers and fortune tellers packing their things back into their brightly colored old world wooden carts for the night. And tourists making their way out of the general area.
People were staring at the strange man holding a baby who just appeared out of nowhere standing there in filthy robes looking lost. One of the performers came up from behind him and taped him on the shoulder startled he turned around and looked at her. She said something to him in French but it was hard to understand because of her accent that sounded like Slovakian but he couldn't really place it.
"I'm sorry I can't understand you." He said the girl who looked about sixteen nodded as if to say 'oh'
"English?" she asked. And Sirius nodded. "I was wanting to know if you needing help?" her English was slightly broken but he could understand what she was saying.
For some reason he felt he could trust this girl something n her eyes told him she would not betray him. "I was falsely accused of terrible crimes I'm on the run. I need to find a place to stay." She nodded and lead him over to a green yellow and red cart where an older man who Sirius assumed was her father and another man his age who would later be introduced as her brother were standing. She said something to them in a language he didn't recognize. They all smiled and led him into the cart which was much bigger on the inside then he though it would be. They gave him some new clothes that looked a little funny but were comfortable and feed both him and Harry.
"Why are you helping me?" he asked the girl who's name turned out to be Cézara (chea-zar-a).
She just looked at him and said "we are all being out casts but there is strength in numbers. Who are we to be judging you anyways? To be human is to be guilty of one crime or another. All we can be doing to atone is by helping those needing of it"
"Thank you" was all he could think to say to her.
"Is he your son?" she asked pointing to the now content Harry who was now sleeping peacefully in his arms.
"No, he's my godson. People accused me of killing his parents but they were my best friends his father was like a brother to me."
"I am sorry to hear of your loss"
"The question is what am I gonging to do now? It's not like I had planed anything out it all happened to fast."
"You are welcome to be saying with us. You can sleep in our cart till we have the material to make one on your own."
Sirius looked thoughtful for a moment. "What the hell I'm an out law anyway might as well tell you. I'm a wizard. I can just conjure a cart and join you people."
