Alternate Endings 4
* Who's the old man with the glasses???" *
Sirius sat in the compartment, seething, while Lily attended to his wounds.
"You really shouldn't have done that."
"Yes I should have!"
"He made fun of your name. Big deal."
"It's not that."
"What was it then?" She said m peering into his face, as if searching for the answer.
"My mom is dead."
"What? When..."
"Just this year. She was an auror."
"What's an auror?"
"Someone who fights dark wizards and dark powers."
"Oh..."
"She was murdered by someone named Voldermort."
"Voldermort?" Who's that?"
"I dunno... I think he's (if it can be called a he) a sort of dark wizard that is taking over everything in Bulgaria."
"Oh... He doesn't sound very nice."
"No! Really! Geez woman, you don't catch on very fast, do you?"
She gave him a swift glare, turned her wand over at the cut above his eye, said "Balleviate", and got up and left.
Remus looked over at him from the chess game he was playing with himself (he was having a lot of trouble), and laughed silently at him.
"What?"
"You, my friend, are the slowest guy I have ever met."
"What are you talking about?"
"She likes you! Well, liked."
"What do you mean?"
"It was so obvious! Why do you think she spent so long taking care of you?"
"I dunno..."
"I'd say you're the one who doesn't catch on very fast!"
Sirius growled at him, and then his face broke out into a grin. He looked thoughtful.
"Maybe you're right..."
Remus grinned. He tended to get through to people this way; Just making them see what was already there...
*
"WHAT?! Are you crazy? I am NOT going in that ... that ... BOAT!"o
"Yes, you are. Do you want to get to Hogwarts, or not?"
"Of course I do! But, there must be some other way."
"No, there isn't. Sirius, get in the boat."
"No."
"Right now."
"Yes Sirius! Get in the boat!"
Sirius turned around to see Severus glaring back at him. Sirius looked at Snape's black eye.
"Ooh, I hit you hard there, didn't I, Snapie? Oh, but look. I don't have any bruises!"
"Just because your stupid girlfriend..."
"She's not my girlfriend!"
"Sure she isn't."
"Who isn't what?"
Sirius turned around to see Lily.
"Snapie here is saying we are going out. But we would never do that, would we?"
Lily didn't respond, just cast a hurt look at him, and walked away. She got into a boat with a very pretty girl instead.
"See! I told you Sirius." Remus laughed at his face, and got into the boat.
Sirius looked cautiously at the boat, closed his eyes, terrified, and stepped into the boat. He opened his eyes and grinned. He was safe.
*
But not for long. He stood up at the great doors, being yelled at by a teacher he didn't know with really tight hair and square spectacles. And all because he asked the Giant Squid to overturn Snape's boat! He didn't think the squid would actually do it... But he did. And now this strange lady was yelling at him in the doorway, for disrupting the first day, and telling him how he had brought shame upon whatever house he would be in. When she was finally done, (she looked exhausted), she let him pass into the tiny chamber where the other first years were waiting. Peter was now standing with a tall blond boy, and Snape, and was laughing at something the blond had said. Sirius' eyes narrowed. He hated people who went over to other people so fast. They couldn't be trusted. No one like that can be trusted. He heard a voice behind him.
"So you have already gotten chewed out by McGonagall?"
Sirius turned around, not knowing who spoke. And found-
"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Then he stopped.
"What are you?"
"Oh, how polite. My name is Nicholas Mimsy de Porpington , resident ghost of Gryffindor house. Very pleased to meet you."
"You're a - a GHOST ?! There are such things?"
"Are you a muggle born?"
"No...But my mom died, so my dad, who was a muggle, didn't really know anything about the such..."
"Oh, I'm sorry."
"Don't worry about it. It happened a long time ago."
"Well... what house do you want to be in?"
Sirius looked around at the other ghosts that were now invading the little chamber. He saw a tall, gaunt ghost that was covered in blood, a lady, dressed in all gray, and a ghost that looked like a fat friar.
"Wherever he is." He said, pointing to the fat ghost.
"You don't want to be a hufflepuff. Believe me."
"Why?"
"They're all a load o' duffers."
"Duffers?"
"Idiots. They prize honesty and fair game above anything." He shook his head sadly. "Losers."
"Well, what house do I want to be in?"
"Gryffindor."
"Why?"
But why, he never got to find out. For Remus appeared beside him, dragging him out the door, into the Great Hall.
"Everyone left a long time ago!" He hissed.
Sirius nodded dumbly. Now, he was so nervous he was practically crying. What if the hat didn't choose him? What if he sent him home?
What if...
"Snap out of it!"
Sirius looked around. Remus was standing next to him, snapping his fingers in front of Sirius' eyes.
"What?"
"You were all out of it...it was creepy. What were you thinking about?"
"Just... what would happen if the hat didn't choose me to go anywhere."
"Like that is going to happen."
But Sirius was too scared to listen to any logic Remus' words may have held.
A small professor was dragging a chair up into the center of the room, as well as a tattered old hat.
Professor McGonagall, the stern teacher who had yelled at Sirius, now stood up, holding a list.
"Helga Abortini"
A small girl with a burly build and a chunky face stomped up to the chair, and jammed the hate on her head, looking ferocious. The hat yelled "Slytherin" almost immediately. She got up, threw the hat back on the stool, and stomped off to the table on the right, which had a banner above it, "Table au Slytherin."
Sirius was sure he was pale green by now. Next a person named Bertha Beckins was called up. She had short blond hair, which was tied into pigtails.
She sat down, (after wiping the seat off with her handkerchief), and pulled the hat down primly on her head. It immediately called out Hufflepuff, and she went and sat down with her respective table. Sirius remember Nick's words about how Hufflepuff's were a load o' Duffers. He chuckled to himself, making Remus stare at him, as well as many others. Then Sirius was called up to the chair. He sat down, trembling. He put the hat on his head.
The hat was echoing something into his mind.
"Well well well . Who do we have here? Sirius Black. Your mother was very difficult. You will not be so difficult. You have ambition, which leans toward Slytherin. But you do not belong there. Nor do you belong in Hufflepuff, but your loyalty shows otherwise. I'd have to say Gryffindor, because though you work very hard, you don't care very much about marks..." Sirius grinned. "And you have the mind of a trickster. Rather like James Potter..." But then the hat shouted "gryffindor", and he pulled the hat off of his head. Who was James Potter? This kid seemed to haunt his dreams, his nightmares, his life... And he had only heard of him, if that was possible, a short while ago.
* Who's the old man with the glasses???" *
Sirius sat in the compartment, seething, while Lily attended to his wounds.
"You really shouldn't have done that."
"Yes I should have!"
"He made fun of your name. Big deal."
"It's not that."
"What was it then?" She said m peering into his face, as if searching for the answer.
"My mom is dead."
"What? When..."
"Just this year. She was an auror."
"What's an auror?"
"Someone who fights dark wizards and dark powers."
"Oh..."
"She was murdered by someone named Voldermort."
"Voldermort?" Who's that?"
"I dunno... I think he's (if it can be called a he) a sort of dark wizard that is taking over everything in Bulgaria."
"Oh... He doesn't sound very nice."
"No! Really! Geez woman, you don't catch on very fast, do you?"
She gave him a swift glare, turned her wand over at the cut above his eye, said "Balleviate", and got up and left.
Remus looked over at him from the chess game he was playing with himself (he was having a lot of trouble), and laughed silently at him.
"What?"
"You, my friend, are the slowest guy I have ever met."
"What are you talking about?"
"She likes you! Well, liked."
"What do you mean?"
"It was so obvious! Why do you think she spent so long taking care of you?"
"I dunno..."
"I'd say you're the one who doesn't catch on very fast!"
Sirius growled at him, and then his face broke out into a grin. He looked thoughtful.
"Maybe you're right..."
Remus grinned. He tended to get through to people this way; Just making them see what was already there...
*
"WHAT?! Are you crazy? I am NOT going in that ... that ... BOAT!"o
"Yes, you are. Do you want to get to Hogwarts, or not?"
"Of course I do! But, there must be some other way."
"No, there isn't. Sirius, get in the boat."
"No."
"Right now."
"Yes Sirius! Get in the boat!"
Sirius turned around to see Severus glaring back at him. Sirius looked at Snape's black eye.
"Ooh, I hit you hard there, didn't I, Snapie? Oh, but look. I don't have any bruises!"
"Just because your stupid girlfriend..."
"She's not my girlfriend!"
"Sure she isn't."
"Who isn't what?"
Sirius turned around to see Lily.
"Snapie here is saying we are going out. But we would never do that, would we?"
Lily didn't respond, just cast a hurt look at him, and walked away. She got into a boat with a very pretty girl instead.
"See! I told you Sirius." Remus laughed at his face, and got into the boat.
Sirius looked cautiously at the boat, closed his eyes, terrified, and stepped into the boat. He opened his eyes and grinned. He was safe.
*
But not for long. He stood up at the great doors, being yelled at by a teacher he didn't know with really tight hair and square spectacles. And all because he asked the Giant Squid to overturn Snape's boat! He didn't think the squid would actually do it... But he did. And now this strange lady was yelling at him in the doorway, for disrupting the first day, and telling him how he had brought shame upon whatever house he would be in. When she was finally done, (she looked exhausted), she let him pass into the tiny chamber where the other first years were waiting. Peter was now standing with a tall blond boy, and Snape, and was laughing at something the blond had said. Sirius' eyes narrowed. He hated people who went over to other people so fast. They couldn't be trusted. No one like that can be trusted. He heard a voice behind him.
"So you have already gotten chewed out by McGonagall?"
Sirius turned around, not knowing who spoke. And found-
"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Then he stopped.
"What are you?"
"Oh, how polite. My name is Nicholas Mimsy de Porpington , resident ghost of Gryffindor house. Very pleased to meet you."
"You're a - a GHOST ?! There are such things?"
"Are you a muggle born?"
"No...But my mom died, so my dad, who was a muggle, didn't really know anything about the such..."
"Oh, I'm sorry."
"Don't worry about it. It happened a long time ago."
"Well... what house do you want to be in?"
Sirius looked around at the other ghosts that were now invading the little chamber. He saw a tall, gaunt ghost that was covered in blood, a lady, dressed in all gray, and a ghost that looked like a fat friar.
"Wherever he is." He said, pointing to the fat ghost.
"You don't want to be a hufflepuff. Believe me."
"Why?"
"They're all a load o' duffers."
"Duffers?"
"Idiots. They prize honesty and fair game above anything." He shook his head sadly. "Losers."
"Well, what house do I want to be in?"
"Gryffindor."
"Why?"
But why, he never got to find out. For Remus appeared beside him, dragging him out the door, into the Great Hall.
"Everyone left a long time ago!" He hissed.
Sirius nodded dumbly. Now, he was so nervous he was practically crying. What if the hat didn't choose him? What if he sent him home?
What if...
"Snap out of it!"
Sirius looked around. Remus was standing next to him, snapping his fingers in front of Sirius' eyes.
"What?"
"You were all out of it...it was creepy. What were you thinking about?"
"Just... what would happen if the hat didn't choose me to go anywhere."
"Like that is going to happen."
But Sirius was too scared to listen to any logic Remus' words may have held.
A small professor was dragging a chair up into the center of the room, as well as a tattered old hat.
Professor McGonagall, the stern teacher who had yelled at Sirius, now stood up, holding a list.
"Helga Abortini"
A small girl with a burly build and a chunky face stomped up to the chair, and jammed the hate on her head, looking ferocious. The hat yelled "Slytherin" almost immediately. She got up, threw the hat back on the stool, and stomped off to the table on the right, which had a banner above it, "Table au Slytherin."
Sirius was sure he was pale green by now. Next a person named Bertha Beckins was called up. She had short blond hair, which was tied into pigtails.
She sat down, (after wiping the seat off with her handkerchief), and pulled the hat down primly on her head. It immediately called out Hufflepuff, and she went and sat down with her respective table. Sirius remember Nick's words about how Hufflepuff's were a load o' Duffers. He chuckled to himself, making Remus stare at him, as well as many others. Then Sirius was called up to the chair. He sat down, trembling. He put the hat on his head.
The hat was echoing something into his mind.
"Well well well . Who do we have here? Sirius Black. Your mother was very difficult. You will not be so difficult. You have ambition, which leans toward Slytherin. But you do not belong there. Nor do you belong in Hufflepuff, but your loyalty shows otherwise. I'd have to say Gryffindor, because though you work very hard, you don't care very much about marks..." Sirius grinned. "And you have the mind of a trickster. Rather like James Potter..." But then the hat shouted "gryffindor", and he pulled the hat off of his head. Who was James Potter? This kid seemed to haunt his dreams, his nightmares, his life... And he had only heard of him, if that was possible, a short while ago.