Unexpected Jobs and Unpredictable Children
There was a loud barking noise outside the house, which resulted in a child starting to cry. A woman yelled for someone to take care of the baby. The door was opened, and a woman dressed in green robes opened the door to see a huge black dog there, sitting on the doorstep, with several bags hanging from its mouth. Its fur was messy, and it looked as if it could rip anyone to shreds in moments. But it was sitting calmly on its haunches, as if waiting to be let in. The sound of a child wailing could still be heard. The woman seemed confused by the presence of the dog, which tilted its head as if in question.
"Uh…" the woman said.
The dog dropped the bags to the floor, and then seemed to raise its eyebrow at her. But that couldn't be right-dogs didn't have eyebrows. The woman didn't seem to understand. The dog gave a doggy sigh, and then trotted behind one of the many bushes that were growing in the garden.
A moment later, Sirius Black, imprisoned in Azkaban for nearly twelve years, god father to Harry Potter, and the one who had tracked down several infamous Death Eaters, stepped out from behind the bush.
The woman stared wide-eyed.
Sirius walked back to the doorstep, picked up the bags, absently spat out a piece of plastic from his mouth, and then asked in his croaky voice,
"Can I come in Cho?"
"Uh, yeah, sure, why not." Cho was obviously shocked at the sudden appearance of Sirius Black, a man mostly known for the supposed murders of a dozen people. Despite the fact that he had been cleared of all charges some years back, he was still well known for it.
"Good. How's Harry? And Charlotte?" He asked, a slight smile coming to his face.
"Oh…they're, they're fine." Just at that point the baby started crying again. Sirius managed to get past Cho, and into the next room, through a wooden door. The room he was in had many moving pictures, often repeating of the same few people, who were often darting from picture frame to picture frame. All kinds of instruments and amusing devices adorned the shelves, from both of the parallel worlds that shared the same planet. In the middle of it all was a man, about twenty-three, with pale skin and carefully combed blonde, almost white, hair. He wore serious black robes, and he was holding a small bundle of pink blankets as if it were a cursed cauldron. Sirius frowned slightly at his appearance here, but then, he was one of the godfather's of the child, believe it or not. He looked up sharply as he heard the door open.
"Someone-help-take it-please." He said quickly, through slightly gritted teeth. He quickly passed it to Cho, when he saw her come in. She took the crying child away from him with a less than approving look, saying,
"You know, Draco, you could have left him in the hand's of Ron. He must be a better at your job than you, if you can't handle a child." Draco started to protest, looking indicant, but then Sirius laughed. He laughed for some time, getting an angry and confused look from Draco, and a be-quiet-you'll-wake-up-the-baby look from Cho.
"That's the best joke I've heard in years! An Auror that couldn't handle a baby!" Sirius laughed even more, dropping the bags on the floor.
"Well, I don't see *you* being an Auror." Draco said sullenly.
Sirius laughed some more.
Sirius nearly had the life choked out of him when a huge arm loomed out of seemingly nowhere, and man handle him into a one armed hug. As he desperately tried to fend off the giant arm, a deep, booming voice said,
"Sirius! Good to see yer!"
"H-hagrid!" Sirius choked out, trying desperately to figure a way out of Hagrid's strong grasp.
"Come to see Harry's kid? Don't blame yer. Seen 'er yet?" Sirius nodded, pointing at his neck, which had been clamped down tightly by Hagrid's bulky arm. Hagrid seemed to have realised that he should let go, and he did so.
"Sorry, Sirius. Forget me own strength, a' times." Sirius nodded, rubbing his sore neck. Hagrid then continued talking, and the two talked for a while, about things of no real importance. Eventually they were talking about Harry's daughter, Charlotte.
"I only got a glimpse of her. Draco was trying to stop her crying." Sirius said with a chuckle. Hagrid laughed as well, saying,
"I'd hate to imagine Draco as a father. He'd fail miserably, I'm sure. But then, you'd never'd think I was good around children, would ya?" A grin split across his bearded face. "Ah, I seen so many of them kids growing up, having children…and it seems like only yesterday I was taking Harry to his Aunt's and Uncle's, to be looked after, or so I thought." There was no hint of anger at the Dursley's treatment of Harry for over ten years. "And with him at Hogwarts…leaving there…some of them even became teachers in their own rights, y'know. You'll never believe who some of our new teachers are, Sirius." Hew as about to elaborate more, when there was a 'pop', a slight cloud of smoke, and someone had appeared next to them.
"Hermione!" Hagrid said, beaming. "Or, should I say, Professor Granger?" Hermione smiled slightly, and laughed lightly. Evidently she got this sort of treatment from those who knew her a lot.
"Only to my students, Hagrid. You should know that, after all." Hagrid just laughed, and was about to say more, when there was another 'pop' as someone else Apparated next to the trio. It was Cho, holding the baby. She looked at all three of them, and thrust the baby at Sirius.
"Take her, quick. Let's hope she'll be quiet with you…tried our residents Aurors, you'd think that they could deal with a baby, but *no* they ran a mile, the pair of them. Right, off now." She Disapparated with a 'pop', and Sirius was left holding the baby.
He blinked several times, and looked inside the blankets. He found a pair of green eyes looking at him intently. It made him feel uneasy. But just then, the other two wanted to get a better look at the baby.
But for some reason, Sirius didn't want to let go of the baby.
There was a loud barking noise outside the house, which resulted in a child starting to cry. A woman yelled for someone to take care of the baby. The door was opened, and a woman dressed in green robes opened the door to see a huge black dog there, sitting on the doorstep, with several bags hanging from its mouth. Its fur was messy, and it looked as if it could rip anyone to shreds in moments. But it was sitting calmly on its haunches, as if waiting to be let in. The sound of a child wailing could still be heard. The woman seemed confused by the presence of the dog, which tilted its head as if in question.
"Uh…" the woman said.
The dog dropped the bags to the floor, and then seemed to raise its eyebrow at her. But that couldn't be right-dogs didn't have eyebrows. The woman didn't seem to understand. The dog gave a doggy sigh, and then trotted behind one of the many bushes that were growing in the garden.
A moment later, Sirius Black, imprisoned in Azkaban for nearly twelve years, god father to Harry Potter, and the one who had tracked down several infamous Death Eaters, stepped out from behind the bush.
The woman stared wide-eyed.
Sirius walked back to the doorstep, picked up the bags, absently spat out a piece of plastic from his mouth, and then asked in his croaky voice,
"Can I come in Cho?"
"Uh, yeah, sure, why not." Cho was obviously shocked at the sudden appearance of Sirius Black, a man mostly known for the supposed murders of a dozen people. Despite the fact that he had been cleared of all charges some years back, he was still well known for it.
"Good. How's Harry? And Charlotte?" He asked, a slight smile coming to his face.
"Oh…they're, they're fine." Just at that point the baby started crying again. Sirius managed to get past Cho, and into the next room, through a wooden door. The room he was in had many moving pictures, often repeating of the same few people, who were often darting from picture frame to picture frame. All kinds of instruments and amusing devices adorned the shelves, from both of the parallel worlds that shared the same planet. In the middle of it all was a man, about twenty-three, with pale skin and carefully combed blonde, almost white, hair. He wore serious black robes, and he was holding a small bundle of pink blankets as if it were a cursed cauldron. Sirius frowned slightly at his appearance here, but then, he was one of the godfather's of the child, believe it or not. He looked up sharply as he heard the door open.
"Someone-help-take it-please." He said quickly, through slightly gritted teeth. He quickly passed it to Cho, when he saw her come in. She took the crying child away from him with a less than approving look, saying,
"You know, Draco, you could have left him in the hand's of Ron. He must be a better at your job than you, if you can't handle a child." Draco started to protest, looking indicant, but then Sirius laughed. He laughed for some time, getting an angry and confused look from Draco, and a be-quiet-you'll-wake-up-the-baby look from Cho.
"That's the best joke I've heard in years! An Auror that couldn't handle a baby!" Sirius laughed even more, dropping the bags on the floor.
"Well, I don't see *you* being an Auror." Draco said sullenly.
Sirius laughed some more.
Sirius nearly had the life choked out of him when a huge arm loomed out of seemingly nowhere, and man handle him into a one armed hug. As he desperately tried to fend off the giant arm, a deep, booming voice said,
"Sirius! Good to see yer!"
"H-hagrid!" Sirius choked out, trying desperately to figure a way out of Hagrid's strong grasp.
"Come to see Harry's kid? Don't blame yer. Seen 'er yet?" Sirius nodded, pointing at his neck, which had been clamped down tightly by Hagrid's bulky arm. Hagrid seemed to have realised that he should let go, and he did so.
"Sorry, Sirius. Forget me own strength, a' times." Sirius nodded, rubbing his sore neck. Hagrid then continued talking, and the two talked for a while, about things of no real importance. Eventually they were talking about Harry's daughter, Charlotte.
"I only got a glimpse of her. Draco was trying to stop her crying." Sirius said with a chuckle. Hagrid laughed as well, saying,
"I'd hate to imagine Draco as a father. He'd fail miserably, I'm sure. But then, you'd never'd think I was good around children, would ya?" A grin split across his bearded face. "Ah, I seen so many of them kids growing up, having children…and it seems like only yesterday I was taking Harry to his Aunt's and Uncle's, to be looked after, or so I thought." There was no hint of anger at the Dursley's treatment of Harry for over ten years. "And with him at Hogwarts…leaving there…some of them even became teachers in their own rights, y'know. You'll never believe who some of our new teachers are, Sirius." Hew as about to elaborate more, when there was a 'pop', a slight cloud of smoke, and someone had appeared next to them.
"Hermione!" Hagrid said, beaming. "Or, should I say, Professor Granger?" Hermione smiled slightly, and laughed lightly. Evidently she got this sort of treatment from those who knew her a lot.
"Only to my students, Hagrid. You should know that, after all." Hagrid just laughed, and was about to say more, when there was another 'pop' as someone else Apparated next to the trio. It was Cho, holding the baby. She looked at all three of them, and thrust the baby at Sirius.
"Take her, quick. Let's hope she'll be quiet with you…tried our residents Aurors, you'd think that they could deal with a baby, but *no* they ran a mile, the pair of them. Right, off now." She Disapparated with a 'pop', and Sirius was left holding the baby.
He blinked several times, and looked inside the blankets. He found a pair of green eyes looking at him intently. It made him feel uneasy. But just then, the other two wanted to get a better look at the baby.
But for some reason, Sirius didn't want to let go of the baby.
