If you Want to Destroy my Sweater....
A/N- what an odd title.... oh well lets start where Blackened days left off shall we? Okay so you'll need to read that and Second to Go to understand this. lets give a brief overview of whats happened. Sirius has been freed, Fudge was killed, so was Draco (:O) An Auror by the name of Edea DuCruet was put in the placement of DADA teacher. Her and Sirius have er... "history". Big fight between death eaters and O of P on Azkaban island, Voldemort got toppled off a cliff. The endie.
Right, this fic's mostly going to be flashbacks and things.... i'll tell you when a f-b is and isn't...
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"So she's not concussed?"
"Not anymore, but if she's grouchy, just bear with her, alright?" Madam Pomfrey said in her most authoritive voice.
"Yessir!" Sirius saluted and goose-stepped out of the door.
Hary Ron and Hermione weren't in the Gryffindor commonroom, which Sirius found a bit odd, where else could they be... Hagrid was on a trip to the giants in Sweden, so they wouldn't be in his hut... Sirius shrugged and started climbing through the portrait hole... when he saw it. 'James Potter rules this portrait hole, all bow down to him and surrender your galleons...' was scratched into the stone. Sirius grinned sadly, remembering him writing that, he looked down a bit and saw 'Sirius Black, chief mischief maker to King Potter second that statement.' and 'Remus Lupin, chief treasurer, thirds that. Peter Pettigrew, chief biscuit hoarder carries that motion.'
Pulling out a knut from his pocket, Sirius scratched over Peter's bit. Happy, he climbed through and walked off down the corridor whistling to himself, grinning at random students, who compulsively walked closer to the walls when passing him, it looked like they'd heard about his 'reputation' or were just still scared that he was a murderer. Well, in theory, after the Azkaban fight, he was. But so was everyone else who was there. He thought about that for a moment, everyone wasn't there. There was someone missing. Peter was missing.
Edea was away, attending trials, namely those of Lucius Malfoy and The Crabbes. And that meant Sirius had free run of her office until she came back. Not that she knew about any of that though. Remus was stepping in as the part time teacher for the lessons she would be away from teaching, and that meant there was fun to be had there too. He let out a laugh. This was just gong to be too funny to believe. But first... he needed to know if Remus still had the key to their vault in gringotts.
***
Sirius was delving through the pockets of Remus' cloaks on the back of the door... he'd found some very 'interesting' things but no key. Then he proceeded to go through every single item of clothing he could find. It was quite interesting what Sirius found as he went through Remus' cases and bags. "OoOOoooohH!" He smiled as he pulled out some photos, "Remus, old buddy, you have a girl... a... whoa... some photos these are... never knew you had it in you."
He put the photos aside as he found a small wooden box, opening it he found an array of keys.
"Right...well that helps." Sirius said unconvincingly, as he picked up one at random. It burst into flames in his hands. "Not those types then." He picked up a small bronze key with a number inscribed on the side. "Gotcha." He smiled taking a pinch of Floo Powder from the mantlepiece and threw it into the flames... "Diagon Alley!" He said as he stepped into the flames.
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Remus watched the last few Ravenclaw students disappear out the door before finally siting down on his desk and drinking a sip of Wolfsbane potion. He scowled, it tasted disgusting. He would bet anything that Severus Snape added something to make it taste that bad. Sometimes he wished taht he could have just been an ordinary muggle unaware of the wizarding world and all that it encompassed. But then he thought of all the fun he had had as a little wizard and soon gave up on the "i wanna be a muggle" phase. Placing the empty goblet down on the desk, he walked out of the room, closing the door neatly behind him.
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"And you plead not guilty?" The judge asked a fuming Lucius Malfoy..
"Like i said." Lucius gave his best pity-me look. "He-who-must-not-be-named had my son under the imperio curse, i had to go along wih him or i would lose my beloved Draco."
Up in the audience Narcissa gave a loud sob.
"Indeed, Mister Malfoy, is that your final statement?"
"It is. I have never been a part of You-Know-Who's gang of hoodlums, but to protect my son, which in the end proved to be in vain, i had to play along."
"Yet you killed many of the best Aurors?" The prosecuting lawyer stood up, "Surely if you were there only to protect your son you would not have been so thorough with the killing spree? I ask you, surely you could have aimed off-target?"
"I was standing next to the man himself, it would have been impossible." Lucius was beginning to sense a flaw in his plans...
Edea stood up, "If Draco was, as you say under Voldemort's command..." The members in the room flinched, "He would not have commanded your son to walk out relatively helpless into the middle of a battle? He would have wanted all the support he could get and sacrificing a very able boy is no way to go about it..."
"ARE YOU SAYING MY SON WOULD DO THAT ON HIS OWN ACCORD?" Lucius bellowed, "How DARE you!"
"We have to look at it from all angles, Mr. Malfoy." The judge said quietly.
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Siius amiled happily as he came out of Gringotts holding a few large boxes. He entered the leaky couldron's fire and was back at hogwarts in no time. It looked like Remus hadn't been back in yet, and it was just as well really, because his clothes were all over the place. Sirius pointed his wand at the clothes- "Ordinato su" All the clothes zoomed back into the boxes cases and drawers that they came from and the room looked just like it had before the Sirius hurricane had attacked it.
He sat down on the bed and opened the boxes.
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Harry, Ron and Hermione were stuck in the middle of a horrendously boring Potions class, as per usual Snape was ridiculing Neville's lack of ability to concoct anything resembling the potion he had told them to make. In truth, Pansy Parkinson's looked no different, but that wasn't the point according to Snape.
"Potter? How many times do i have to tell you that you only add one cupful of eye of rat?"
"Well." Hary started, "You havent' told me that yet..."
"ten points from gryffindor, how dare you answer back to me?"
Harry wasn't listening, he was watching the blackboard with great interest, as a picture of Snape asleep on the floor of the great hall with fluffy pink slippers on his feet was taking form.
Snape looked round and went three shades of red as he saw the photo. "POTTER!" He shouted, "I demand to know your reason for this,"
"Having trouble, Severus?" Remus poked his head round the door, "I heard you screaming, and i thought maybe there was some calamity..."
"YOU!" Snape snarled, pointing at the board. Remus just looked blank, it was a forced expression of blankness, and ven Snape could se he was trying not to laugh.
"I never knew you had such an affinity for such clothing." Remus said sincerely, "I shall make a mental note for Christmas."
Snape sneered at Remus' retreating figure. Harry had a feeling he knew who was behind all this, and from the lokks that he received from Ron and Hermione, they agreed with him.
As soon as the bell rang they ran out o the classroom and harry pulled out the marauder's map to locate Sirius...
A/N- what an odd title.... oh well lets start where Blackened days left off shall we? Okay so you'll need to read that and Second to Go to understand this. lets give a brief overview of whats happened. Sirius has been freed, Fudge was killed, so was Draco (:O) An Auror by the name of Edea DuCruet was put in the placement of DADA teacher. Her and Sirius have er... "history". Big fight between death eaters and O of P on Azkaban island, Voldemort got toppled off a cliff. The endie.
Right, this fic's mostly going to be flashbacks and things.... i'll tell you when a f-b is and isn't...
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"So she's not concussed?"
"Not anymore, but if she's grouchy, just bear with her, alright?" Madam Pomfrey said in her most authoritive voice.
"Yessir!" Sirius saluted and goose-stepped out of the door.
Hary Ron and Hermione weren't in the Gryffindor commonroom, which Sirius found a bit odd, where else could they be... Hagrid was on a trip to the giants in Sweden, so they wouldn't be in his hut... Sirius shrugged and started climbing through the portrait hole... when he saw it. 'James Potter rules this portrait hole, all bow down to him and surrender your galleons...' was scratched into the stone. Sirius grinned sadly, remembering him writing that, he looked down a bit and saw 'Sirius Black, chief mischief maker to King Potter second that statement.' and 'Remus Lupin, chief treasurer, thirds that. Peter Pettigrew, chief biscuit hoarder carries that motion.'
Pulling out a knut from his pocket, Sirius scratched over Peter's bit. Happy, he climbed through and walked off down the corridor whistling to himself, grinning at random students, who compulsively walked closer to the walls when passing him, it looked like they'd heard about his 'reputation' or were just still scared that he was a murderer. Well, in theory, after the Azkaban fight, he was. But so was everyone else who was there. He thought about that for a moment, everyone wasn't there. There was someone missing. Peter was missing.
Edea was away, attending trials, namely those of Lucius Malfoy and The Crabbes. And that meant Sirius had free run of her office until she came back. Not that she knew about any of that though. Remus was stepping in as the part time teacher for the lessons she would be away from teaching, and that meant there was fun to be had there too. He let out a laugh. This was just gong to be too funny to believe. But first... he needed to know if Remus still had the key to their vault in gringotts.
***
Sirius was delving through the pockets of Remus' cloaks on the back of the door... he'd found some very 'interesting' things but no key. Then he proceeded to go through every single item of clothing he could find. It was quite interesting what Sirius found as he went through Remus' cases and bags. "OoOOoooohH!" He smiled as he pulled out some photos, "Remus, old buddy, you have a girl... a... whoa... some photos these are... never knew you had it in you."
He put the photos aside as he found a small wooden box, opening it he found an array of keys.
"Right...well that helps." Sirius said unconvincingly, as he picked up one at random. It burst into flames in his hands. "Not those types then." He picked up a small bronze key with a number inscribed on the side. "Gotcha." He smiled taking a pinch of Floo Powder from the mantlepiece and threw it into the flames... "Diagon Alley!" He said as he stepped into the flames.
****
Remus watched the last few Ravenclaw students disappear out the door before finally siting down on his desk and drinking a sip of Wolfsbane potion. He scowled, it tasted disgusting. He would bet anything that Severus Snape added something to make it taste that bad. Sometimes he wished taht he could have just been an ordinary muggle unaware of the wizarding world and all that it encompassed. But then he thought of all the fun he had had as a little wizard and soon gave up on the "i wanna be a muggle" phase. Placing the empty goblet down on the desk, he walked out of the room, closing the door neatly behind him.
****
"And you plead not guilty?" The judge asked a fuming Lucius Malfoy..
"Like i said." Lucius gave his best pity-me look. "He-who-must-not-be-named had my son under the imperio curse, i had to go along wih him or i would lose my beloved Draco."
Up in the audience Narcissa gave a loud sob.
"Indeed, Mister Malfoy, is that your final statement?"
"It is. I have never been a part of You-Know-Who's gang of hoodlums, but to protect my son, which in the end proved to be in vain, i had to play along."
"Yet you killed many of the best Aurors?" The prosecuting lawyer stood up, "Surely if you were there only to protect your son you would not have been so thorough with the killing spree? I ask you, surely you could have aimed off-target?"
"I was standing next to the man himself, it would have been impossible." Lucius was beginning to sense a flaw in his plans...
Edea stood up, "If Draco was, as you say under Voldemort's command..." The members in the room flinched, "He would not have commanded your son to walk out relatively helpless into the middle of a battle? He would have wanted all the support he could get and sacrificing a very able boy is no way to go about it..."
"ARE YOU SAYING MY SON WOULD DO THAT ON HIS OWN ACCORD?" Lucius bellowed, "How DARE you!"
"We have to look at it from all angles, Mr. Malfoy." The judge said quietly.
****
Siius amiled happily as he came out of Gringotts holding a few large boxes. He entered the leaky couldron's fire and was back at hogwarts in no time. It looked like Remus hadn't been back in yet, and it was just as well really, because his clothes were all over the place. Sirius pointed his wand at the clothes- "Ordinato su" All the clothes zoomed back into the boxes cases and drawers that they came from and the room looked just like it had before the Sirius hurricane had attacked it.
He sat down on the bed and opened the boxes.
****
Harry, Ron and Hermione were stuck in the middle of a horrendously boring Potions class, as per usual Snape was ridiculing Neville's lack of ability to concoct anything resembling the potion he had told them to make. In truth, Pansy Parkinson's looked no different, but that wasn't the point according to Snape.
"Potter? How many times do i have to tell you that you only add one cupful of eye of rat?"
"Well." Hary started, "You havent' told me that yet..."
"ten points from gryffindor, how dare you answer back to me?"
Harry wasn't listening, he was watching the blackboard with great interest, as a picture of Snape asleep on the floor of the great hall with fluffy pink slippers on his feet was taking form.
Snape looked round and went three shades of red as he saw the photo. "POTTER!" He shouted, "I demand to know your reason for this,"
"Having trouble, Severus?" Remus poked his head round the door, "I heard you screaming, and i thought maybe there was some calamity..."
"YOU!" Snape snarled, pointing at the board. Remus just looked blank, it was a forced expression of blankness, and ven Snape could se he was trying not to laugh.
"I never knew you had such an affinity for such clothing." Remus said sincerely, "I shall make a mental note for Christmas."
Snape sneered at Remus' retreating figure. Harry had a feeling he knew who was behind all this, and from the lokks that he received from Ron and Hermione, they agreed with him.
As soon as the bell rang they ran out o the classroom and harry pulled out the marauder's map to locate Sirius...
