Sirius was woken from his daydreaming by a protesting wail behind him. The smell of burnt eggs didn't help either. Sirius gave a yelp as he magicked the eggs off the stove with an exasperated sigh, conjuring up some buttered toast and taking a swig of orange juice, pouring some in a cup for his godson. Harry gurgled with happiness as he took the covered cup from Sirius, drinking contently, throwing his toast at the wall with a squeal of laughter. Sirius snorted as he cleaned the wall off, shaking his head.
" Dunno what I'm going to do with you, little guy" he said good-naturedly, ruffling Harry's jet black hair affectionately. Harry was now one years old, and even more of a trouble-maker than before. He had gotten into Filch's office, tearing up every paper of every drawer. Filch had been furious at the small toddler, but would do nothing, having known from experience never to get Sirius Black angry.
Sirius watched as Harry waddled out of the kitchen, and towards the door that led to the Gryffindor common room, looking at his godfather with a eager, pleading look. Groaning, Sirius reluctantly opened the door for him, following him around the castle cheerfully, saying hi to other students, especially Charlie & Bill Weasley, who he had taken a liking to. He had known both Weasley parents as children.
Sirius suddenly flew against the wall, as a large Golden Retriever sat on top of his chest, wagging it's tail furiously. Perplexed, Sirius looked around confusedly, his parental instincts flooded with relief as he saw Harry shrieking with laughter.
"Gator! Bad dog, bad dog. Get off of the poor man's chest, you silly boy." A feminine voice scolded sternly. Gator sprang off of Sirius, sitting down with a pity-me look in his chocolate brown eyes. The speaker was a young woman, a few inches shorter than, she had a lean, yet graceful figure, with dirty blonde hair and hazel eyes. She smiled in a apologetic way. " I'm so sorry about that sir. Gator can get very excited at times. He seems to recognize you." she said,
before continuing in a afterthought tone of voice, "OH, by the way, I'm the new DADA teacher, Natalie Moss-" Sirius's world stopped. Natalie Moss? It couldn't be.. He thought wildly to himself, as he controlled himself from barreling the woman over in a frenzy to hug her "Moss -Lupin" she finished. Who're you?" she questioned. Sirius grinned mysteriously." Padfoot" he said softly, picking up Harry and walking off, leaving Professor Moss-Lupin shocked.
