Blackened Days.
A/n- okay this is the sequel to Second to Go, basically you wont understand much of this if you haven't read STG. Brief overview- Sirius is free, Fudge is dead (yay), harry is living w/ Si & Ed, uuhm.... not easy to explain ten chapters in three lines you know!
Anyway- onward with the fic...
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Hary woke up on he first day of his summer holidays in a medium sized room with light streaming through the un-curtained windows. He heard a loud thud, and a distinct female voice shouting at someone. Groggily reaching for his glasses he peered out of the window into the garden where there were boxes upon boxes of things. Sirius was sitting on one of the top boxes laughing like an idiot. Seeing Harry, he waved.
"C'mon." Sirius called out, "Gotta get some stuff into this place before it rains."
Harry grinned, watching Sirius drop the boxes near Edea with his wand. He pulled on some trainers and headed down into the garden.
"Sleep okay?" Edea asked, delving into some of the boxes.
"Yeah, it was nice." Harry yawned, "Can i help?"
"Tell the grinning fool on top of the boxes to stop dropping them everywhere. Especially on me."
"Uhm Sirius." Harry looked up as Sirius hovered a rather bulging box over him, Sirius gave him an innocent look.
"Severus came round way too early this morning to dump all this stuff in the back garden." Edea told him.
"Why did Snape have your stuff?" Harry asked.
"He let me use some of the space in his mansion to store this rubbish." Edea shrugged, "He owed me a favour."
"Smarmy git." Sirius grimaced, jumping down. "Right, you and me are heading out to get stuff for your room. Eds, Moony's coming over later from the shack when he wakes up, he'll probably help you sort this stuff out if you're not finished by then."
***
Sirius threw Harry a helmet, as he climbed onto the motorbike behind him. "Therotically.. I'm not supposed to fly this thing..." Sirius grinned, "But oh well.."
After about half an hour, the bike landed outside a large store called "Floobert's Fantastical Furniture Warehouse."
"He invented Floo powder." Sirius looked up at the waving picture of Mr. Floobert. "I am forever indebted to that guy."
"This place is huge." Harry looked up at the insides of the building, little house elves were running round like maniacs carrying big boxes and pushing trolleys.
One little elf came up to them and spoke in a tiny squeaky voice, "Good morning Sirs, can i be of service to you this morning?"
Harry looked up at his godfather who just raised an eyebrow, "Go on... Tell her what you want."
"i er.. don't know."
Sirius frowned, was it possible that the Dursleys had never given him a situation like this before? "Harry, really, whatever you want. But i think you should start with paint, don't you?"
"Yeah, that might help..." Harry grinned, then said to the elf. "Paint section."
"This way sirs. What colour is you liking?"
"Blue." Harry said definitely.
***
The doorbell rang just as Edea was floating near the ceiling, trying to hang a lampshade.
"Edea?" Remus' voice carried from the kitchen
"I'm up here." Edea waved from the ceiling.
"How long have you been stuck to the ceiling for?" He asked, running a hand through his soaking hair.
"Half hour, more or less, i painted it with that stuff they use to charm the Hogwarts Great Hall ceiling with... in about an hour it'll turn see through."
"Where did you get that stuff?" Remus picked up a can of what looked like clear paint.
"There were a few spare cans in Filch's office. I asked Dumbledore..." Edea floated back down to the floor.
"Overalls really suit you." Remus grinned, "That whole homely look."
"Do you like it?"
"It's very cosy, i thought Sirius and Harry were helping."
Edea raised an eyebrow, "I don't think it's Sirius' style. They disappeared to find stuff for Harry's room."
"Don't spoil him too harshly, he's not used to it." Remus conjured up two cups of tea, handing one to Edea.
"Like James and Lily would never spoil him." Edea raised an eyebrow. "The Dursleys dont have it in their hearts to be nice to their nephew, and now its not their problem anymore."
"Don't tell me you're plotting something..."
"Oh, no." Edea shook her head, "I don't plot, but thats not stopping Sirius from doing anything."
"Oh.. as-usual... dear." Remus frowned.
They didn't see the off-white rat that scampered across the windowsill, it ran steadily out of Hogsmeade towards the nearest big city.
A/n sorry its short, i just needed a sort of intoduction... if u see what i mean.
i think we might get karaoke in here somewhere... and a few drunk people... hehehehe.
A/n- okay this is the sequel to Second to Go, basically you wont understand much of this if you haven't read STG. Brief overview- Sirius is free, Fudge is dead (yay), harry is living w/ Si & Ed, uuhm.... not easy to explain ten chapters in three lines you know!
Anyway- onward with the fic...
****
Hary woke up on he first day of his summer holidays in a medium sized room with light streaming through the un-curtained windows. He heard a loud thud, and a distinct female voice shouting at someone. Groggily reaching for his glasses he peered out of the window into the garden where there were boxes upon boxes of things. Sirius was sitting on one of the top boxes laughing like an idiot. Seeing Harry, he waved.
"C'mon." Sirius called out, "Gotta get some stuff into this place before it rains."
Harry grinned, watching Sirius drop the boxes near Edea with his wand. He pulled on some trainers and headed down into the garden.
"Sleep okay?" Edea asked, delving into some of the boxes.
"Yeah, it was nice." Harry yawned, "Can i help?"
"Tell the grinning fool on top of the boxes to stop dropping them everywhere. Especially on me."
"Uhm Sirius." Harry looked up as Sirius hovered a rather bulging box over him, Sirius gave him an innocent look.
"Severus came round way too early this morning to dump all this stuff in the back garden." Edea told him.
"Why did Snape have your stuff?" Harry asked.
"He let me use some of the space in his mansion to store this rubbish." Edea shrugged, "He owed me a favour."
"Smarmy git." Sirius grimaced, jumping down. "Right, you and me are heading out to get stuff for your room. Eds, Moony's coming over later from the shack when he wakes up, he'll probably help you sort this stuff out if you're not finished by then."
***
Sirius threw Harry a helmet, as he climbed onto the motorbike behind him. "Therotically.. I'm not supposed to fly this thing..." Sirius grinned, "But oh well.."
After about half an hour, the bike landed outside a large store called "Floobert's Fantastical Furniture Warehouse."
"He invented Floo powder." Sirius looked up at the waving picture of Mr. Floobert. "I am forever indebted to that guy."
"This place is huge." Harry looked up at the insides of the building, little house elves were running round like maniacs carrying big boxes and pushing trolleys.
One little elf came up to them and spoke in a tiny squeaky voice, "Good morning Sirs, can i be of service to you this morning?"
Harry looked up at his godfather who just raised an eyebrow, "Go on... Tell her what you want."
"i er.. don't know."
Sirius frowned, was it possible that the Dursleys had never given him a situation like this before? "Harry, really, whatever you want. But i think you should start with paint, don't you?"
"Yeah, that might help..." Harry grinned, then said to the elf. "Paint section."
"This way sirs. What colour is you liking?"
"Blue." Harry said definitely.
***
The doorbell rang just as Edea was floating near the ceiling, trying to hang a lampshade.
"Edea?" Remus' voice carried from the kitchen
"I'm up here." Edea waved from the ceiling.
"How long have you been stuck to the ceiling for?" He asked, running a hand through his soaking hair.
"Half hour, more or less, i painted it with that stuff they use to charm the Hogwarts Great Hall ceiling with... in about an hour it'll turn see through."
"Where did you get that stuff?" Remus picked up a can of what looked like clear paint.
"There were a few spare cans in Filch's office. I asked Dumbledore..." Edea floated back down to the floor.
"Overalls really suit you." Remus grinned, "That whole homely look."
"Do you like it?"
"It's very cosy, i thought Sirius and Harry were helping."
Edea raised an eyebrow, "I don't think it's Sirius' style. They disappeared to find stuff for Harry's room."
"Don't spoil him too harshly, he's not used to it." Remus conjured up two cups of tea, handing one to Edea.
"Like James and Lily would never spoil him." Edea raised an eyebrow. "The Dursleys dont have it in their hearts to be nice to their nephew, and now its not their problem anymore."
"Don't tell me you're plotting something..."
"Oh, no." Edea shook her head, "I don't plot, but thats not stopping Sirius from doing anything."
"Oh.. as-usual... dear." Remus frowned.
They didn't see the off-white rat that scampered across the windowsill, it ran steadily out of Hogsmeade towards the nearest big city.
A/n sorry its short, i just needed a sort of intoduction... if u see what i mean.
i think we might get karaoke in here somewhere... and a few drunk people... hehehehe.