Authors Note: I could not think of anything to write so I decided to continue my fic

Authors Note: I could not think of anything to write so I decided to continue my fic. Not that you all were on the edge of your seats for the next part anyway. I'm only writing a short chapter. I don't own Harry Potter.

Chapter Two

"It's gone Sirius." Remus muttered sitting close to the fire. "Everything I own is gone…. I know it wasn't worth much…"

The fire crackled as Sirius threw in a couple of dead branches he found in the woods. Sirius wasn't sure what to say when Remus turned his head away from the flames, as if looking them flicker caused him pain.

"My memories were in that house. What will I do now? I don't own anything, I don't have a job, and I don't have a place to stay…" said Remus choking on every word.

"Hey, welcome to my world." Sirius said cheerfully. But Remus didn't say anything. He just stared at the ground, looking like a statue. Sirius tried to think of another subject that might cheer his friend up.

"Uh…Buckbeak seems to like you a lot…" Sirius started. LAME! Yelled a little voice in the back of his head.

Remus looked at him strangely. " Thanks…I guess…"

"Do you want to take a walk or something?"

"Are you trying to cheer me up?"

"Yeah…"

"Oh what the hell, lets take a walk." Remus said getting up.

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"Remus, taking the Defense Against Dark Arts position for the second time. He must have known it was mine. I bet he did it on purpose, probably burnt down his own damn house." Snape said to himself, opening his office door.

Snape made a face. "The kids all love him, I bet they do." Snape said brushing his greasy hair. Snape stopped to look in the mirror.

"Remus may have my job, but not my good looks and charm." Said Snape. "Dum Dee Doo Dum…" Snape sang to himself as he put on his Pajamas. As he was crawling into bed he felt something furry brush against his leg.

"What the-" Snape said in alarm as he literally jumped out of bed. He grabbed his wand and threw open the covers.

It was only his teddy bear, Chappy.

"Oh Chappy." Said Snape picking stuffed animal up and stroking its head." You shouldn't hide in the covers. You gave me such a fright."

Snape winced. He had been so jumpy lately and it was driving him insane. School was going to start and that means he was going to have to put up with snotty little kids running around the castle making his life chaos.

"Especially, that stupid Potter brat and his friends." Snape added to his thoughts. "I also have to put up with ever-so-talented Lupin."

Snape continued stroking his teddy bears head.

"We'll surprise them this year, Chappy…yes…this year will be different." Snape said as an evil smirk formed on his thin lips. Snape began to laugh loudly, petting his teddy bear in an evil sort of way.

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Harry sat on his bed. He was waiting for Hedwig to return while he got some of his homework done. Sometimes he heard the Dursey's talking downstairs. Things like, "Why that is a lovely tie! Where did you get it?" and things of that nature.

Just as Harry finished his Transfiguration essay, Hedwig swooped down and a letter landed on his lap. Harry opened it quickly.

Potter, be at the front of your door tonight, packed and ready.

Professor McGonagall

Harry felt like crap.

"Tonight? But if I even show my face downstairs the Dursey's will eat me alive!" Harry said despairingly. "Much less let me drag my things in front of the house."

Harry flopped on his bed trying to think of what he was going to do next.

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Authors Note: Serious yet not. I didn't mean for it to turn out this way…but what can I do. I am a slave to my own disturbing mind. I swear, I do not write these stories. My legs rush me to the computer and my fingers just start tapping the keys on their own. Now that I have scared you into thinking I am a freak, review.