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Chapter 8: Same Old Padfoot
Dorea and I flooed to Potter Manor, and as we stepped out of the fireplace, we stepped straight into a rather strange scenario. James is sat on the sofa, looking somewhere in between his human and animagus form: with a pair of antlers protruding from his forehead, hooves for hands, and a rather amusing tail. Charlus is attempting to transfigure his son back to normal; though, I'm guessing Charlus isn't having much success. Dorea spoke, however, I'm not sure she wanted to know the answer to her questions.
'What happened? Can't I leave you boys alone for even a second?' I watched James's head drop, before he answered.
'I made Padfoot angry, pushed him too far.' Charlus spoke next.
'I don't know what he's done to you, son... I can't fix it.' Dorea walked over to James to attempt to fix Sirius's handiwork. Dorea tried several different spells, before pausing.
'He's been reading his father's books this summer, he's put a condition on the spell, so that his magical signature is required to break it.' Charlus scratched his head, whilst continuing the conversation.
'Your magical signature must be close?' Dorea nodded.
'Yes, it is, though, not close enough.' Dorea turned her attention to James. 'You'll have to hope Hermione can convince Sirius to change you back.' I smirked as James looked towards me.
'Awww... do we have to change him back, he's better looking this way.' This comment made Charlus laugh, whilst James's eyes narrowed: Dorea suppressed a smirk, but said I should go see Sirius, who was in his bedroom. I walked across the living room, pulling at James's antlers on the way. I heard Charlus speak as I walked into the hallway.
'Sirius found himself a good match with that young witch.' I couldn't help smiling at the comment, as I began to climb the staircase. It didn't take me long to reach Sirius's room, I stood outside the door for a few minutes, before knocking and slowly pushing it open.
Sirius didn't move from his position on the bed as I opened the door. I tiptoed quietly towards the bed, although, when I did Sirius spoke.
'Dorea, I don't want any more tea. I'm alright, really.' His voice wasn't quite right, it was more similar to the Sirius I'd known back in my own time, which hurt. I don't want to lose the fun-loving boy that is Sirius Black. I was supposed to be saving him from becoming the man I used to know. I spoke.
'Really?' Sirius went rigid at the sound of my voice. I'd climbed onto the bed with him, before he'd look towards me.
'Mynee?' I smiled, wrapping my arms around him.
'Yes. It's me.' Sirius wrapped his arms around me, as I pressed my lips to his. I knew he probably needed this kiss, though, I think I might have needed it just as much. We kissed for quite sometime, until I pulled away. 'What happened? You had me scared out of my mind.' Sirius was silent, which I expected, because as I said I've heard he doesn't like talking about it. I ran my fingers through his hair, frowning a little because he looked so shook up. 'I need to know, hun. Please.' Sirius sighed, not making eye contact as he spoke.
'They said I had to marry Violetta, and make a respectable pureblood marriage. They tried to forbid me from seeing you, said I wouldn't be respected in the wizarding community if I was with a muggle-born.' I ran my fingers through Sirius's hair again, whilst speaking.
'What did you say?'
'I refused... and dad attempted to use the Imperius Curse on me, he said I'd do as I was told.' I felt my mouth drop open as Sirius told me about the Imperius Curse. I went to speak, but Sirius continued. 'It didn't work, I managed to resist it, something which dad wasn't expecting... and as punishment for my insolence, well, mum...' His voice faded at this point, and there was pain in his eyes. I was silent, as Sirius seemed to shudder at the thought of what his mother did. I wasn't sure I wanted to know what Walburga Black had done. I stroked Sirius's cheek, telling him he didn't have to tell me that part.
I ended up lying in bed with Sirius; even though, I'd tried to convince him to leave the bedroom. We cuddled in silence mostly, but occasionally broke out into conversation. I was running my fingers through Sirius's hair when he initiated one of these occasional conversations.
'I've missed you.' I smiled.
'I know that, silly. I've missed you too.' Sirius's lips twitched as I said this, though his smile didn't quite appear. '... and I will get a smile out of you.' Sirius kissed me, before responding.
'If anyone's going to make me smile, it'll be you.' I raked my fingers through his hair again.
'I'll have you back to your old loveable self in no time, you watch me.' Sirius pulled me closer to him.
'Promise?' I giggled.
'Yes. I promise, you prat... and I promised, that Violetta Notts won't know what hit her come September, because you're mine, Sirius Black.' I watched Sirius smile as I threaten Violetta. I knew it wouldn't be hard to make him smile, because at the end of the day he's still Sirius Black. It took a moment for Sirius to realise that he was smiling: and the next second, he started tickling me, probably because of the now smug expression on my lips.
'I don't think much to that smug grin, Granger.' I screamed with laughter as Sirius continued tickling me.
'S...S...Siri, st-op i-i-it.' Sirius chuckled.
'No can do, Granger.' I attempted to shove Sirius away, though, secretly I was pleased to see him smiling and laughing again. I managed to get Sirius off of me after around ten minutes: he continued smiling, which made me want to kiss him. I leaned into kiss him, however, as I did he spoke. 'Thanks for making me feel better.' I kissed him.
'Anytime, Siri... now, as much as I love Jamesie's new makeover, I think you should probably change him back.' Realisation washed over Sirius's face.
'Oh yeah, forgot about Prongs.' I laughed, as Sirius jumped to her feet, before hurrying off to fix James.
