Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter nor do I have any rights to it or make any money by writing these fic's.

A/N: Written for Ember Nickel's Five Vowels Challenge and Harry Potter's birthday.

Pot

"Don't worry," Harry cried out as he tried to open the door only to find it was locked, "I'll get you out of there!"

Bringing his wand out Harry said the spell 'Alohomora' causing the door to open. Before Harry could react a solid brass object hit his legs causing him to hiss out in pain.

"What the hell," Harry swore as he looked down only to find a very weird sight.

An upside down pot with four furry legs and a tail.

"Merlin's beard," Harry swore as he looked at the strange sight, "The pot's alive!"

The pot with legs suddenly moved around Harry's legs and into the kitchen, crashing into everything as it went.

"Woof," came the echoy bark from the pot as it seemed to run in random directions.

"For having no eyes that pot with legs sure does have a good sense of direction for going the way that'll cause the most damage and chaos," Harry deadpanned as he followed the pot.

The pot was currently walking into a chair again and again. Thank everything for the protection spells on the chairs to prevent any damage.

"Hang on Padfoot!" Harry cried out as he did another pose, "I'll save you!"

'Why do I feel like I'm getting a catch phrase for?' Harry thought to himself as he ran over to the dog in a pot.

It took Harry some time but he finally managed to get Padfoot to stop trying to go into the chair…only this time Padfoot made a beeline for the back garden.

"Come back," Harry yelled as he followed Paddy-pot through the open door, "I knew I should have closed that door."

As he ran out into the back garden Harry gave another groan as he watched Padfoot and the pot fall down into another pit.

"Stupid mutter," Harry muttered to himself as he went over to help Padfoot out, "Why couldn't just have a nice quite day for? After all it is my birthday."

With a pout Harry walked over to the pit, and gave the sheepish looking dog a pointed look and folded his arms.

"Well, what do you have to say for yourself?" Harry said as he tapped his foot.

His answer was a sheepish bark.

"No, that's not going to get you out of it this time," Harry said only for Sirius to give him large puppy dog eyes, "Nor is that going to work."

Trying to climb out of the pot that was in a pit Sirius found himself falling back into the pot no matter how many times he tried to get out.

"Sorry Padfoot but I don't want dog for my next meal," Harry said as he pointed his wand at Padfoot, "Even if you even did put the pot into a cooking pit...Wingardium Leviosa'."

Padfoot let out a yelp as he found himself floating in midair.

"Look out! It's a flying dog!" Harry cried out in laughter, "If you're not careful it'll take all of your bones!"

Padfoot gave a relieved bark as he found himself on solid ground again; he quickly wrapped himself around Harry's legs and glared at the pit that the pot was in.

"I don't think you'll want to have anything cooked for a while," Harry said between fits of laughter.

Padfoot stuck his nose up in the air again and made a move to walk towards the house only to let out a yelp as he fell back into the pot.

"Padfoot I would have thought that you'd of learnt to stay close to me by now," Harry tutted as he used his magic to help Padfoot back onto solid ground, "Now how about we go inside? By all of our adventures I'm sure that the potion will be wearing off soon."

Padfoot gave a weak bark; he stayed very close to Harry as they made their way through the back garden and into the house. Once they was back inside the house Padfoot gave the pot in the pit a glare before turning around and showing them his bum.

"Wow, time sure does fly when you're having fun," Harry said as he pointed to the clock, "The potion should be wearing off of you soon. I wanted to have a few hours of my birthday with you so..."

Harry gave a sheepish shrug as he pointed to the clock; it was already four O' Clock in the afternoon.

'Oh thank Merlin' Sirius thought 'Human body here I come and goodbye pots and traps in the garden!'

"Well Padddy it's been a great birthday so far," Harry said with a smile, "But now for the bit that you'll not enjoy..."

Sirius gave his Godson a worried look, after all this was James Potter's son in front of him.

"Hang on," Harry said sheepishly as he ran out of the kitchen.

Sirius watched in confusion as Harry left the kitchen only to return a few seconds later with a large blanket, large enough for him to wrap around his body twice.

Harry gave a sheepish laugh as he placed the blanket over Sirius' dog form, "Well you see I know you thought you had been allowed to keep your clothes but... the twins haven't quite got the potion right yet."

Sirius gave a dog like groan 'I didn't expect for him to make this simple, at least I know that his James' son...'

"Go easy on me Padfoot," Harry said as he backed away, "I mean I had a great birthday with you so far! Let's enjoy the rest of the day together?"

Sirius didn't reply through as the clock struck 4 he found the potion warring off and slowly turning back into a human.

To Be Continued...

Next chapter is the last one.