Chapter 10

Sleepover part 2

"Okay." said Greyback. "Let's get some things straight. One, stay in your room. Two, stay out of my sight. And three, don't let me see you."

Not wanting any trouble, Harry led Cho to his bedroom and closed the door. Once inside, he placed a chair against the door knob, while Cho went to go sit on the bed.

"You have a nice room." she said.

"I got a bad feeling about that man." Harry said, ignoring the compliment.

"I know." she answered. "The best thing we can do is hide out in your room until Mr. Black gets here."

"That's exactly what he wants us to do. He's not expecting for us to fight back. He wants us standing still when he tries to hurt us."

"What?" she exclaimed. "Why would he hurt us?"

Harry began to pace around the room. He didn't know why anyone would try and hurt him. He was a nice person.

"Maybe he's a raper man."

"A what?"

"Never mind. We have to prepare an attack before he kills us."

It turned out that Rachel lived three hours away from Sirius. She had arrived to work by riding the bus every day.

The car ride was a quiet one. Rachel sat in the front seat looking out of the window. She wasn't really looking out of it. She was most likely lost in thought.

Sirius was the talkative type and didn't like silence. After about a half hour of silence, he broke it.

"Can you tell me more about your past?"

"I live on Stateway." she began not taking her eyes away from the window. "My dad came from a family that thinks that men are superior. The women had to stay at home, clean, cook, have kids, and run errands. They thought that the women could be beaten if they didn't obey."

"You mean all that stuff that happened some time in history?"

"Yes." she answered. "My dad wasn't that bad. He at least gave us a chance before beating us. He gave me several chances. Until yesterday."

"What about your boyfriends? Didn't they stick up for you?"

"No. I didn't allow my boyfriends to meet my parents. I was so embarrassed. My last boyfriend was the same way as my father. He was so bad that he wouldn't let me dump him."

"What?"

"He threatened to tell my father about me sneaking around to get to the library, when I was supposed to be at the club. He still thinks we're going together."

"Was he a psycho?"

"No. He was sane. Just had that 'men are better' attitude. You don't think that's true do you?"

"No way. That's the dumbest thing I ever heard of." he answered. "We made be different on the outside, but we're almost the same. We all have blood, a brain, and a heart, don't we? Some people turn out bad, some people turn out good. But we all need the important things in life." Rachel turned away from the window to look at him. "We all need food, water, shelter, love, and friends."

"So you don't believe that people with power are bad people?"

"No, I don't. Do you think all power is bad?"

"Yes. Look at my dad. He's the only man in the house and he makes all the calls. People would kill for power. It makes no sense."

"You're right. It don't. But power is just a symbol. Power is neither good nor evil. It's how people use their power. For example, I have power over Harry, but you don't see me using it to get my way or bully him around."

"I guess." she said turning back to the window. "I'm glad you use your power for good."

"Okay." said Harry. "We have water balloons, marbles, different types of balls, jacks, and walkie talkies."

Harry and Cho had been getting ready to escape if neccessary. They weren't about to sit in the house with a maniac and let him do anything to them.

Harry knew that he couldn't live with himself if Cho got hurt. He was going to protect her and make sure that she gets out of the house even if he didn't.

"Is that everything?"

"Yeah." he answered. "We'll just get AJ and go. We'll hide at-"

"Shh." she whispered.

They suddenly heard footsteps in the kitchen. It sounded as if Greyback were coming to check on them. If they were caught now, they'd be killed for sure.

"Pretend your sleep." Harry whispered.

Cho got into bed, while Harry moved the chair and turned of the light. He climbed into the bed and covered up.

They heard the door creak open, the light turn on, then off, and the door close. They waited until the sounds in the kitchen die out before they spoke.

"We can't leave with him walking around." Cho whispered.

"Maybe he'll fall asleep. Just make sure you don't."

"We can't stay up all night. Do you know any stories."

"Yeah. Siwius tells me one every full moon, about him as a kid."

"Sounds fun. It's a full moon tonight. Why don't you tell me."

Sirius and Rachel arrived at Rachel's house five minutes after ten. The house was an average size. It looked to have two floors and maybe a basement.

Rachel knocked on the door and they only waited a few seconds before a woman with blonde hair and blue eyes answered it. Rachel's mother.

"You back?" she snapped. "I'll get your father."

"There's no need." Sirius said coldly. "She's just here to get her stuff."

Mrs. Jackson looked him up and down as if he was something contagious, disguisting, "Who're you?"

"Don't worry. By the time I leave, you'll know, and won't forget."

Mrs. Jackson allowed them inside. Rachel led Sirius to the living room to meet her father. He was a thin man with a harsh feature. He looked as if he was from the military, or one of the counselors from Boot Camp.

He was sitting on the couch watching a movie of a man who was being tortured. He was holding a notebook and pencil, as if he was taking notes.

Sirius looked around the room, and spotted another girl looking a few years younger than Sirius. She was sitting in a chair. Her stomach had a little pudge in it. Sirius frowned at her and shook his head.

"Hey, Rachel." she said. "Who's your friend? You wanna go upstairs with me for about ten minutes?"

Four years ago, Sirius would have said 'yeah.' But he knew better. He wasn't hear for sex. He was here for Rachel.

Sirius ignored the girl and looked at Rachel's father. The man looked up from the movie at Sirius, then he looked at Rachel.

"Who's he's supposed to be. You finally decided to come to your senses and get pregnant?"

"No. I'm moving out."

"Didn't I tell you if you came back here I would kill you?"

Rachel took a step back from her father and hid behind Sirius. He could feel her shaking. This man was a psycho.

"I don't think you want to threaten her." Sirius said in a dangerous voice.

"Who're you? Her body guard?"

"I'm the man who's going to kick your ass if you don't let her get her stuff and leave."

Mr. Jackson rised from the couch, looking very menacing. Sirius, however, wasn't intimidated. Sirius wasn't about to let some muggle boss him around. He wasn't about to let a man with absolutely no power to harm such a beautiful person.

"Look. I haven't got all day. I've got two four and five year old children at the house waiting for me. Let her get her stuff."

"Fine." he said. "You've got ten minutes."

"She's got as long as she takes." Sirius said coldly. "And you will not bother her. You will not harm her. If you do I will kill you."

"Then I'll see you in hell."

"No you won't. 'Cause I'ma smack it out of you."

Sirius nodded at Rachel. She headed upstairs to her room, while Sirius stayed down stairs with the remainder of her family.