Author's note: Hi people. WHERE ARE MY REVIEWS!! Thanks for the help on this story ShippoTheCRAZYTREKKIE. As I might have said before I'm trying to base this off of a very memorable trip to Washington DC although none of my friends or I snuck a cat on the airplane. Enjoy and please review.
Harry's POV
I
fell asleep that night dreaming of sinister ways to get back at
Sirius for his early morning wake up call.
Sirius's POV
I
fell asleep that night dreaming of sinister ways to wake Harry up the
next morning. You may think I'm cruel but he's my godson and by
the laws of godson and godfather-hood, well, I can do whatever the
hell I want. Life is good on my end.
The door creaked open just as I was drifting off to la-la-land. Crookshanks jumped up on my bed curling at my feet, purring loudly. "Why don't you go bother your owner?" I asked. The cat had issues. As I was once again drifting off to meet pretty girls in the Rocky Mountains, (I know they don't have the Rocky Mountains in Britain. GET OVER IT!) An idea flashed in my head. I grinned evilly to myself and the snoozing cat as I fell asleep.
Harry's POV
I woke the next morning to a searing pain by my ears and a loud yowling noise. A ball of ruffled fur was smothering my face and screeching in the process. "WHAT THE HELL!" I looked out from between the cat's legs to see my godfather grinning back at me. "SIRIUS!! HELP! MY FACE!" This would have been a great way of communication but the cat was still on top of me so it came out more of a muffled roar.
Sirius's POV
I grinned happily watching Harry wrestle with the ball of orange fur that is Crookshanks. After hearing Harry's muffled attempts to yell at me I took pity on the kid and grabbed the cat off of his face. "Good morning, sunshine! Two more days until Christmas. Let's go make some of your mom's famous strawberry pancakes. (Anyone who's read my other stories will get it)
