A/N: Well lookie at this, man I'm on an updating role! ::Does a happy
dance:: I just have to say, that ff.net is being good for once and My Word
is being evil. But whats new in that? Lol I am REALLY enjoying writing this
story!
I got an e-mail recently from someone, you know who you are and thank you so much, I love you man!, and she wanted to know when I was going to update "Memories of a Family Lost." Well, I don't really know. See, I have this thing where at the time a story sounds really good but when I get there and write it, it sucks. I dunno, maybe its just me. E-mail me and tell me what you all think! And if any of you have any ideas for it, tell me! Or any idea's for a story at all, I'm open for 'em! lol Thanks much ya'll!
Also, I've forgotten to post a disclaimer on the two chapters before this so here it is:
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Harry Potter, Sirius Black, Death Eaters, the Dark Mark, anything. That all belongs to our Great Goddess JKR! ::bows and kisses her feet:: However Cat and Alex are mine (Cat better be mine, she's my alter ego! Lol) as is the words that write. You steal I kill. Thanks much!
Okay, enough of my rambling and on to the story and Sirius' ass! (Sirius fans out there are gonna love this chapter! LoL)
ATTACK! (And his drool-worthy ass!)
It had been two week since Cat had found Sirius and they were slowly settling into a type of comfort zone that was like a balm to Sirius' worn soul. Just the other night Sirius had gotten up, much to Cat's protesting because she didn't feel he was up to it yet, and stayed up late watching muggle TV with her. His smiles were coming more frequently, and, to Cat's pleaser; he had gained a little weight. He had also found out that Cat was as much as a jokester as he himself had been at one time, and he found it hard not to let that part of him show up once and awhile. But his eyes still held a dark, haunted look from the horrors of Azakban and he still had nightmares at night. But somehow it was better because Cat came and set with him, not talking or asking questions, just setting there, on of the four bay windows of her house, keeping the dark at bay.
Cat went back to work, she owned her own bookstore so it wasn't like she had to go in everyday and didn't have to give an explanation to a boss, but she found she enjoyed his company. It was really very odd that the two had formed a bond, the convict and the bookworm. But they had, and it was a tight one. As their trust of the other grew they became more and more open. And, much to Cat's delight, she had someone to fight with again. Having had six older brothers she was used to having pranks pulled on her and then pulling them back.
But, there wasn't just friendship there. There was also a tension that made for a few odd moments, but wit had gotten them out of it. And then there was the mishap with Cat's friend.
When Cat had owled her friend and co-owner and told her that she was sick and wouldn't be in till Monday, that her cold had gotten the best of her, Jay decided that she should pop in and cheer the sick one up. Though Cat did have a cold, she was staying home just so she could watch Sirius while he was still getting his strength back.
On that Thursday afternoon Jay had popped out of Cat's fire and was greeted with the sight of Cat fending Sirius off with a spoon and Sirius holding up a hunk of bread. To Jay it looked like Cat was about to be killed by an convict, when, in reality, what was really going on was Sirius just tormenting Cat by throwing bread at her.
"Cat, CAT! OHMIGOWD, CAT!" Jay had stood stock still for a moment, but as her yell rent the air Cat and Sirius' head turned to her and Cat all but fell out of her chair.
"Jay...Oh boy..." With that all hell broke lose in Cat's cozy little kitchen. Jay grabbed her wand and was throwing out hex's and curses left and right, Sirius was trying to stay out of the way, and Cat was trying to get Jay to calm down so she could explain what was going on.
"Jay, calm down! I'm okay! Its okay!" Cat reached out and tried to grab Jay's arm but Jay shoved her down and stood in front of her.
"Its okay sissy, I've got him!" She threw a stunning spell but Sirius ducked and it rebounded off the wall and hit Cat's dog, knocking him stiff as a board. He fell to floor with a sold CLUNK and Cat gasped crawling for her "baby." "Sorry, but I'll get him!" Jay yelled still throwing out her hexes. Cat lunged and grabbed Jay around the legs, pulling her down. Jay hit the ground with a loud exclamation of "SHIT!" and much moaning, and Cat crawled on top of her and sat on her stomach.
"JAY, WOULD YOU LISTEN TO ME!" Cat bellowed. Then all was still. Jay looked up at Cat with wide, shocked eyes, her wand held out and pointed at Sirius who was under the table peeking out between the legs of a chair.
"But-" Jay started but Cat shook her head, sending her already half way fallen ponytail down so her hair shook with her head violently.
"No, NOTHING! Listen! LISTEN!" Jay nodded meekly and then bit her lip. "Would you get off me?" Cat looked down at her and glared so Jay shrugged as best she could. "Never mind, I'm fine. Just getting mashed. But that's okay."
"Okay, I'm going to explain everything to you Jay. And Sirius, stop making a cross with your fingers, I'll beat you up, and for to love of Pete get out from under the table." Sirius dropped his hands and crawled out, settling into a chair.
"Now, Jay. This is Sirius Black, he is my guest."
"He is a escaped Death Eater!"
"No, he's not." Jay looked at Cat in shock and Cat stood up, offering her hand down to Jay. "He is innocent...He doesn't have the Dark Mark." Jay blinked at her owlishly for a moment then turned to look at Sirius.
"He...The Potters...that litte fat dude...He didn't? He isn't? Innocent?" Cat snickered at Jay.
"He. The Potters. The little fat dude. He didn't. He isn't. Innocent." Cat intoned for an answer to Jay's...broken question(s). Jay frowned and hit Cat. Soon Cat had told her everything, and Jay looked at Sirius and smiled sheepishly.
"I'm sorry about that...trying to hex you and all that..." Sirius smiled and waved his hand. And then there were three.
Cat whistled as she walked down the hallway to the bathroom, a load of clean towels in her hands. She opened the bathroom door; she'd been doing this for a while, and nudged it all the way open with her hip. She was greeted with sight of Sirius bending over, bare butted, pulling on a pair of PJ bottoms. Her eyes went wide, she made a choking sound in the back of her throat, and Sirius twirled around, did a sort of hop-jig, and spun back around.
"Oh Lord. I'm sorry. I'll...I...So sorry!" Cat shoved the towels onto the counter and turned, keeping her eyes covered with one hand, grasping the door and pulling it closed with other, a bright red blush staining her cheeks.
She rushed down the hallway and into her bedroom, closing her door tightly. She leaned against it, her face in her hands, and turning interesting colors of red. When she had finally calmed down enough to move, she flopped onto her bed, and sighed.
"That is embarrassing...but, he does have a nice tat. And a DAYUM fine ass..." She giggled to herself, and rolled over burying her face in a pillow. "And what am I saying? No men...men bad...But still...it IS drool- worthy!" She giggled again and shook her head (as best she could, it was still buried in a pillow), and within a few seconds she had tears streaming down her face from laughter. But, what an butt it was!
I got an e-mail recently from someone, you know who you are and thank you so much, I love you man!, and she wanted to know when I was going to update "Memories of a Family Lost." Well, I don't really know. See, I have this thing where at the time a story sounds really good but when I get there and write it, it sucks. I dunno, maybe its just me. E-mail me and tell me what you all think! And if any of you have any ideas for it, tell me! Or any idea's for a story at all, I'm open for 'em! lol Thanks much ya'll!
Also, I've forgotten to post a disclaimer on the two chapters before this so here it is:
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Harry Potter, Sirius Black, Death Eaters, the Dark Mark, anything. That all belongs to our Great Goddess JKR! ::bows and kisses her feet:: However Cat and Alex are mine (Cat better be mine, she's my alter ego! Lol) as is the words that write. You steal I kill. Thanks much!
Okay, enough of my rambling and on to the story and Sirius' ass! (Sirius fans out there are gonna love this chapter! LoL)
ATTACK! (And his drool-worthy ass!)
It had been two week since Cat had found Sirius and they were slowly settling into a type of comfort zone that was like a balm to Sirius' worn soul. Just the other night Sirius had gotten up, much to Cat's protesting because she didn't feel he was up to it yet, and stayed up late watching muggle TV with her. His smiles were coming more frequently, and, to Cat's pleaser; he had gained a little weight. He had also found out that Cat was as much as a jokester as he himself had been at one time, and he found it hard not to let that part of him show up once and awhile. But his eyes still held a dark, haunted look from the horrors of Azakban and he still had nightmares at night. But somehow it was better because Cat came and set with him, not talking or asking questions, just setting there, on of the four bay windows of her house, keeping the dark at bay.
Cat went back to work, she owned her own bookstore so it wasn't like she had to go in everyday and didn't have to give an explanation to a boss, but she found she enjoyed his company. It was really very odd that the two had formed a bond, the convict and the bookworm. But they had, and it was a tight one. As their trust of the other grew they became more and more open. And, much to Cat's delight, she had someone to fight with again. Having had six older brothers she was used to having pranks pulled on her and then pulling them back.
But, there wasn't just friendship there. There was also a tension that made for a few odd moments, but wit had gotten them out of it. And then there was the mishap with Cat's friend.
When Cat had owled her friend and co-owner and told her that she was sick and wouldn't be in till Monday, that her cold had gotten the best of her, Jay decided that she should pop in and cheer the sick one up. Though Cat did have a cold, she was staying home just so she could watch Sirius while he was still getting his strength back.
On that Thursday afternoon Jay had popped out of Cat's fire and was greeted with the sight of Cat fending Sirius off with a spoon and Sirius holding up a hunk of bread. To Jay it looked like Cat was about to be killed by an convict, when, in reality, what was really going on was Sirius just tormenting Cat by throwing bread at her.
"Cat, CAT! OHMIGOWD, CAT!" Jay had stood stock still for a moment, but as her yell rent the air Cat and Sirius' head turned to her and Cat all but fell out of her chair.
"Jay...Oh boy..." With that all hell broke lose in Cat's cozy little kitchen. Jay grabbed her wand and was throwing out hex's and curses left and right, Sirius was trying to stay out of the way, and Cat was trying to get Jay to calm down so she could explain what was going on.
"Jay, calm down! I'm okay! Its okay!" Cat reached out and tried to grab Jay's arm but Jay shoved her down and stood in front of her.
"Its okay sissy, I've got him!" She threw a stunning spell but Sirius ducked and it rebounded off the wall and hit Cat's dog, knocking him stiff as a board. He fell to floor with a sold CLUNK and Cat gasped crawling for her "baby." "Sorry, but I'll get him!" Jay yelled still throwing out her hexes. Cat lunged and grabbed Jay around the legs, pulling her down. Jay hit the ground with a loud exclamation of "SHIT!" and much moaning, and Cat crawled on top of her and sat on her stomach.
"JAY, WOULD YOU LISTEN TO ME!" Cat bellowed. Then all was still. Jay looked up at Cat with wide, shocked eyes, her wand held out and pointed at Sirius who was under the table peeking out between the legs of a chair.
"But-" Jay started but Cat shook her head, sending her already half way fallen ponytail down so her hair shook with her head violently.
"No, NOTHING! Listen! LISTEN!" Jay nodded meekly and then bit her lip. "Would you get off me?" Cat looked down at her and glared so Jay shrugged as best she could. "Never mind, I'm fine. Just getting mashed. But that's okay."
"Okay, I'm going to explain everything to you Jay. And Sirius, stop making a cross with your fingers, I'll beat you up, and for to love of Pete get out from under the table." Sirius dropped his hands and crawled out, settling into a chair.
"Now, Jay. This is Sirius Black, he is my guest."
"He is a escaped Death Eater!"
"No, he's not." Jay looked at Cat in shock and Cat stood up, offering her hand down to Jay. "He is innocent...He doesn't have the Dark Mark." Jay blinked at her owlishly for a moment then turned to look at Sirius.
"He...The Potters...that litte fat dude...He didn't? He isn't? Innocent?" Cat snickered at Jay.
"He. The Potters. The little fat dude. He didn't. He isn't. Innocent." Cat intoned for an answer to Jay's...broken question(s). Jay frowned and hit Cat. Soon Cat had told her everything, and Jay looked at Sirius and smiled sheepishly.
"I'm sorry about that...trying to hex you and all that..." Sirius smiled and waved his hand. And then there were three.
Cat whistled as she walked down the hallway to the bathroom, a load of clean towels in her hands. She opened the bathroom door; she'd been doing this for a while, and nudged it all the way open with her hip. She was greeted with sight of Sirius bending over, bare butted, pulling on a pair of PJ bottoms. Her eyes went wide, she made a choking sound in the back of her throat, and Sirius twirled around, did a sort of hop-jig, and spun back around.
"Oh Lord. I'm sorry. I'll...I...So sorry!" Cat shoved the towels onto the counter and turned, keeping her eyes covered with one hand, grasping the door and pulling it closed with other, a bright red blush staining her cheeks.
She rushed down the hallway and into her bedroom, closing her door tightly. She leaned against it, her face in her hands, and turning interesting colors of red. When she had finally calmed down enough to move, she flopped onto her bed, and sighed.
"That is embarrassing...but, he does have a nice tat. And a DAYUM fine ass..." She giggled to herself, and rolled over burying her face in a pillow. "And what am I saying? No men...men bad...But still...it IS drool- worthy!" She giggled again and shook her head (as best she could, it was still buried in a pillow), and within a few seconds she had tears streaming down her face from laughter. But, what an butt it was!
