Harry Potter and the Soul Shifter
By: Alex Lyons3
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns Harry Potter and everything in the wonderful world of Hogwarts. I own Jessica "Jess" Cotten and Brian Brooks.
Author's Note: Originally, I started on a story about Harry's sixth year before J.K.R. released OotP. Sadly, when Sirius died, so to did my ability to write that fan fiction. So, I've salvaged some characters and added some cross over points and re did the whole thing. I really didn't expect Sirius to die. Truthfully, I should have. Just for the record, the time line is going to be a bit iffy since most people put it up as Sirius died in 1996. I'm going to say that Harry didn't even start Hogwarts until 1997, so Sirius didn't die until 2002. Did I lose anyone? *A few hands are raised* Okay! Simply, first book published in 1997. So, that's when Harry starts as far as I'm concerned. Harry's fifth year would be 2001-2002, so Sirius (at least in my mind) does not die until 2002. Okay? Anyway, on with the story.
Chapter 7: Nifflers in the Kitchen
The kids (Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny) all trooped down stairs after Moody with Lupin and Snape close behind. Snape still looked pretty stunned, he'd never actually been praised before. Oh he loved lording it over the others about how his spy work was so important, but he'd never got a truthful "Well done, Severus!" or "That was great, Snape!". Not even from Dumbledore and that getting praise from Moody was almost as good as getting praise from Dumbledore.
The kitchen was in disarray. Every pot, pan, dish and utensil was on the floor except for the ones that were on the table with the food in them.
"What happened?" Moody snarled obviously confused, "It wasn't like this when I looked down..."
"Oh, nothing to worry about!" Fred said cheerfully.
"Just got ickle Ronniekins a new pet!"George said.
"What did you get him? A niffler?" Moody growled.
Fred and George looked at one another, both obviously worried.
"Er..."
"Yes, but..."
"...we knew that..."
"Ron wanted one...
"Yes, Ron wanted one, see and..."
"None of your excuses!" Mrs.Weasley shrieked, "Keep cleaning! You can clean and talk at the same time!"
"Molly," Lupin said, "let me help them at least..."
No, Remus. I will not hear of it. They bought the niffler, so they get to clean up after it."
Snape looked at the kitchen in disgust.
"Molly, perhaps you should let them use magic. After all, Moody told us lunch was ready and we still need to teach these students some complex spells." Snape said quietly.
Molly looked at Snape as though she was contemplating tearing his jugular out. Clearly, Snape was worried. Ron and Harry who were a bit behind Snape, but couldn't miss the tenseness in his back both stifled their laughter as best they could.
"I hate to say it, but Severus here's right!" Moody growled out, "I say we clean this up magically and then we can just mess things up again afterwards."
Molly looked at Mad-eye closely, then sighed, "Fine." She said wearily, "Scourgify!" The kitchen cleaned itself promptly. They all sat down to eat.
Ron and Harry talked about Quidditch and Hermione and Ginny talked about what was in The Quibbler this month, since they'd taken to reading it after meeting Luna Lovegood last year and decided that it wasn't that bad of a magazine. It did get the truth out about Lord Voldemort after all. It was also rather nice to discuss something in there that might or might not be true.
Professor Snape sat quietly as he listened to the twins tell Lupin about how they were doing with their joke shop and Moody was busily talking to Molly about this and that. Everyone soon finished their meals and began to go about their tasks.
Moody, Lupin and Snape all trooped back up stairs with the four students following close behind them.
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Hey! To all my reviewers, I thank you. I know this one's boring, I can't help it.
To Little Ear Big Ear's sis: I'm actually quite happy to hear that you're hyper! LOL! It means your normal!
To sristi: Hey thanks. Sorry I haven't updated in a while, but my mind works in mysterious ways, it just does keep to one topic and it got bored. You can think Jessie Rose for getting me back on track.
To Jessie Rose: No it wasn't Sturgis that was killed by the Devil snare, it was Mr. Bode who worked for the Ministry. Sturgis was caught, but sent to Azkaban for six months, since he wasn't insane.