A/N:In honor of my last exam being finished I present you my wonderful readers the last chapter of Siriusly Changing Things. So a bit short, this is basically a wrap up of this part until the next part. thanks for everyone who reviewed it was great to get a response. the second installment is called Sirius Tasks, so keep a look out for it, I should be posting that one shortly.
Chapter 11 Summer Holidays
The next day as the Hogwarts express pulled out of the station Hermione told Harry and Ron some shocking news.
"I'm dropping muggle studies next year."
"Why you were doing so well in that class. You had a 300% or something on the exam." Ron said shocked.
"Well yes but I talked with professor McGonagall and we agreed that it was too much of a course load for me this year and it won't get any better next year."
"How did you even manage to get to all your classes this year? Some of them were at the same time as others we had." Harry asked.
"Er well I used a time-turner all year, that's why at the welcome feast McGonagall wanted to see me."
"Time-turner?" Harry and Ron looked at Hermione confused.
"Yes it allows one to travel back in time a few hours, that's how I got to all my classes."
"I can't believe you never told us something like that!" Ron exclaimed.
"I promised I wouldn't tell anyone!" Hermione protested.
Harry watched out the window as Hogwarts disappeared in the distance. Back to the Dursley's again for another two and a half long months before he saw it again.
"Is everything alright Harry?" Hermione asked concerned.
"Yeah just thinking about the summer." Harry said quickly.
"Hey I was thinking, it's the Quidditch World Cup this summer and it's being held in Britain. Maybe you can come over and we'll be able to see it. I bet my dad can get tickets at work!" Ron said excitedly.
This cheered Harry up greatly and for the next few hours they spent the time playing exploding snap and just hanging out.
"Harry." Hermione said suddenly after a while looking over at the window. "What's that over there by your window? It came out of nowhere."
Startled Harry turned to see what Hermione was pointing at. Bobbing up and down was something small and gray occasionally falling out of sight. Taking a closer look he saw that it was a small owl with way too big of a letter attached to its leg. It was so small it kept tumbling over in the wind created by the train.
Harry quickly opened the window and grabbed the bird out of the air. Bringing it in carefully he removed the letter trying not to crush the small fluffy bird in his hand.
Free it began to zoom around the compartment pleased that it had accomplished its task. Seeing the new bird Hedwig hooted disapprovingly. Crookshank's followed the zooming bird with his eyes tracking its movement. Seeing the cat's reaction Ron snatched the bird out of the air keeping it away from the cat.
Picking the letter up Harry saw that it was addressed to him. Opening it quickly hoping it was from Lupin. Exclaiming happily he saw that it was even better. "It's from Sirius!"
"What?!" Ron and Hermione said looking over at Harry excitedly. "Go on mate, read it aloud." Ron encouraged.
Deer Harry, no it should be prongslet, give me back the quill! Never!
Anyway Harry, I hope that this letter gets to you before you reach your relatives I don't know how they feel about owl post. Not very well they hate anything magical. They lock stop taking the quill Emma!
Buckbeak, Emma and I are in hiding, I won't tell you where—get me out of these damn woods and into someplace at least remotely civilized Sirius Black! I do not want to sleep on the ground another night! Emma quit taking the quill. I doubt the reliability of this owl, while Emma ensures me he is perfectly fine, he is, just a little eccentric. He was the best we could find on short notice and seemed eager enough.
Thank you for getting the minister to arrange a trial for me. You can't know how much this means for me. Don't worry about Peter getting away. I we were hoping you would come to the trial whenever it is they schedule it. I would love to get a chance to get to know you and talk. I don't know if they will ask you to testify or not at the trial. They might never know with those toads.
What toads? Honestly you confuse me sometimes Emma. Sirius I think that time in prison has stunted your humor some, please try and lighten up. As for toads there is this dreadfully toad like woman in the ministry that looks frightfully like an overgrown toad. Not to mention horribly taste on colors, she looks like a giant pink toad with an unhealthy obsession with cats and the minister.
"My word what is with this letter?" Hermione said looking at the letter in Harry's hand.
"It's like reading one of Fred and George's letter. I hate reading those, always gives me a headache." Ron complained. Harry smiled happily, it sounded like Sirius was just fine. Snape was right, Emma was with Sirius and it looks like they found out what happened to Buckbeak.
Anyways there is something I forgot to mention during our brief meeting before. I had seen some of your Quidditch matches this year, you're a wonderful player by the way would have made Prongs proud. Congrats by the way on winning the house cup! Irrelevant Emma! I saw what happened to your Nimbus and wanted to tell you that it was I who sent you your Firebolt.
"Ha told you it was him!" Hermione said triumphantly.
"Yeah but it wasn't jinxed like you thought it might be. He didn't want to hurt Harry!" Ron contoured.
Consider it 13 birthdays worth of presents from me, I wish I had been there instead. Know that I will be now though, good luck with him. He's Siriusly crazy! Ha I missed that joke so much. Be warned and don't use it too often. He will make a joke about it at any given opportunity. Ruin my fun why don't you.
I would like to apologize for that night at your uncle's house, he didn't mean to scare you, and he just wanted to stare at you instead.
I am enclosing something else for you, which will make next year more enjoyable. Your Uncle Vernon is an arse, hope to see you soon Harry!
If you ever need me before the trial send word. I'll write soon. And I will sabotage the letter just like this one!
Padfoot Emma (I need a cool nickname)
P.S. I guess if it wasn't clear before me and Sirius took Buckbeak and made our daring escape with him. I stole him away right after you three left Hagrid's. Ah don't tell anyone about that part please. We plan to send him back to Hagrid as soon as we can. It's a lot of work caring for a hippogriff.
"So that's what happened to Buckbeak."
Harry eagerly looked for what Sirius had enclosed. There was something else that fell from the letter, reading quickly at the note Harry beamed at the parchment.
-I Sirius Black, amazing godfather of Harry James Potter who is hopefully free by this point in time but anyways give said godson permission to visit the lovely wizarding village of Hogsmeade on weekends scheduled for visit. And here's to hoping that he is able to find sufficient ways to cause havoc.-
"That should be good enough for the headmaster. Even McGonagall should have little problem with this now." Harry said happily after laughing at the note.
"Yes but I wish he hadn't wrote that last part. Really what was he thinking?" Hermione said disappointed at the cause havoc part.
"I think it's brilliant." Ron complemented. "Hang on look there's another PS…"
We thought Ron might like this owl to keep as a new pet. As it's my fault, it's so not, can I take the blame for that one? He no longer has a rat. Owls are a much better choice than rats.
"Keep him?" Ron asked hesitantly looking at the hyperactive owl. Taking the owl Ron held it out to Crookshank's who purred. Pleased Ron said that was good enough for him.
Harry and Hermione laughed at that. Harry ended up reading the letter several times on the way back to Kings Cross. He was still keeping a tight grip on the letter as they exited onto the platform.
Harry spotted his uncle several feet away, edging away from the mass that was the Weasley's who were also there waiting for them to exit the train.
"I'll write about the cup!" Ron called out to him after he joined his parents.
"What's that?" Uncle Vernon asked catching sight of the letter in Harry's hand. "If it's another form for me to sign, I won't—"
"It's not, "Harry said cutting him off. "It's from my godfather."
"You haven't got one." Uncle Vernon spat angrily.
"I do, turns out he was my parents best friend. And a presumed mass murder who recently broke out of wizarding prison. They even featured him on the news last summer. He likes to be concerned for me and check if I'm okay. And happy."
Grinning at the look of horror on his uncle's face Harry thought the summer might not be that bad. It would only be a little while until he saw Sirius again and it looked like his relatives shouldn't be too bad this summer.
END OF PART 1