Title: Siriusly
Spoilers: Uhh… 1-4, some stuff I guess for 5
Disclaimer: I kinda own Dorothy (the DADA teacher) and the plot of this story, not any other's that I may mention (say, 1-4).J.K.'s got the rest. I have no affiliation with her, nor the Harry Potter Series, nor Scholastic or any other publishing company. Leave me the hell alone, I'm only 15.
Hi!: Many thanks to my BETA reader (and I still swear I'll get there soon).
"Oh shit...," then, when he realized she wasn't quite screaming her head off like Mrs. Weasley had done, he added,"... showtunes?"
*~[ . ]~*
"Quite right. What, praytell, do Rottweilers fancy?" *Kick him where it counts...,* Dorothy added, absent-mindedly.
Dorothy took a seat. Something flashed through her mind, how on all those American comedies, kids would always sit their parents down before giving them some sort of a shock. Oddly, she wasn't quite expecting a progress report. Sirius noticed. He was a quick one, as was Dumbledore. Each followed suit and sat in a chair in the empty, darkened classroom.
"Not a Rottweiler," Sirius muttered, not quite sure why he had followed up on her bait. He didn't have a single intelligent quip to utter, and she seemed quite ready for a battle of tongues.
"Not a backstabbing murderer either?" there was a glint in her eyes. She wasn't intending it be harmful, but it hit far closer to home than intended. She, of course, didn't back down. *She doesn't know. How could she?*
Sirius shook his head. "It's common wizard knowledge that I killed Peter Pettigrew (one of my BEST FRIENDS) about 14 years ago. Then again, before the 1400's, it was common knowledge that the earth was flat." He might as well do the thing properly. "Of course, the scarce few witnesses that saw me blow him into the dust were Muggles. How much did they know about wands? What they saw was me yelling at him, with my wand pointed. I planned to do it- I swear I did, but he beat me too it. If you ask any of the Muggles, not one will say they saw a bright green flash. All they saw was Peter (he too was an Animagus), then suddenly a cloud of dust. They never saw him turn into a rat and scurry into the sewers. Bastard."
Dorothy shook her head and rubbed her eyes. Ten minutes ago, all that mattered was the Crabbe seemed to know nothing about vampires and had received his latest in a series of low marks. Right now, Sirius Black was sitting in front of her, feeding her line after line of bullshit that for some reason Dumbledore seemed to be buying. There was a simple cure for that though...
She stood and walked over to a cabinet at the corner of the room. She muttered a low, "Alohomora," and it popped open. She extracted a vial of crystal clear liquid that made both Sirius' and Dumbledore's eyes pop open.
"Not mine, I assure you," she stated, glancing at Sirius through the bottle. "Severus seemed mighty willing to give me a sample though..." Dumbledore nodded, Sirius looked uncertain. Had he been hiding anything in his time here at Hogwarts? How much did Dumbledore know about his, James', Remus', and Peter's expeditions during their years there? However, if it was between the veritaserum as he recognized it to be and a visit from the evil dementors... those details could be risked.
He stood, taking it from her, and took a small amount before returning it to her.
He sat again and continued his story. "I convinced James that Voldemort would come for me. He would have, had he the time. Instead, I said, use Peter! He'll never expect it! That talentless, worthless... And he turned and told Voldemort he knew where James was. Any questions?"
She nodded. "Was anything you said before I fed you the serum a lie?"
"No."
"How long have you been here?"
"Sporadically since I escaped."
"Who knows the truth?"
"Dumbledore, Remus Lupin, Hermione, Ron, and of course Harry... as well as Severus and the majority of Ron's family, for that matter."
"Severus? You think he gave me this serum because..."
"I don't doubt it, the slimy git...," noticing Professor Dumbledore's warning glance, he tried to mutter a sorry but found he couldn't. How long till it ran out?
Dorothy nodded, continuing to rub her eyes. *It's okay... he's a GOOD ex- convict...*
She turned to Dumbledore. "I won't tell anyone. It's not my place to. So you really didn't like my music?" she asked softly, staring at the wall.
"Of course I did." With a loud smack, Sirius drew his hand to his forehead. *Little bitch...*
Spoilers: Uhh… 1-4, some stuff I guess for 5
Disclaimer: I kinda own Dorothy (the DADA teacher) and the plot of this story, not any other's that I may mention (say, 1-4).J.K.'s got the rest. I have no affiliation with her, nor the Harry Potter Series, nor Scholastic or any other publishing company. Leave me the hell alone, I'm only 15.
Hi!: Many thanks to my BETA reader (and I still swear I'll get there soon).
"Oh shit...," then, when he realized she wasn't quite screaming her head off like Mrs. Weasley had done, he added,"... showtunes?"
*~[ . ]~*
"Quite right. What, praytell, do Rottweilers fancy?" *Kick him where it counts...,* Dorothy added, absent-mindedly.
Dorothy took a seat. Something flashed through her mind, how on all those American comedies, kids would always sit their parents down before giving them some sort of a shock. Oddly, she wasn't quite expecting a progress report. Sirius noticed. He was a quick one, as was Dumbledore. Each followed suit and sat in a chair in the empty, darkened classroom.
"Not a Rottweiler," Sirius muttered, not quite sure why he had followed up on her bait. He didn't have a single intelligent quip to utter, and she seemed quite ready for a battle of tongues.
"Not a backstabbing murderer either?" there was a glint in her eyes. She wasn't intending it be harmful, but it hit far closer to home than intended. She, of course, didn't back down. *She doesn't know. How could she?*
Sirius shook his head. "It's common wizard knowledge that I killed Peter Pettigrew (one of my BEST FRIENDS) about 14 years ago. Then again, before the 1400's, it was common knowledge that the earth was flat." He might as well do the thing properly. "Of course, the scarce few witnesses that saw me blow him into the dust were Muggles. How much did they know about wands? What they saw was me yelling at him, with my wand pointed. I planned to do it- I swear I did, but he beat me too it. If you ask any of the Muggles, not one will say they saw a bright green flash. All they saw was Peter (he too was an Animagus), then suddenly a cloud of dust. They never saw him turn into a rat and scurry into the sewers. Bastard."
Dorothy shook her head and rubbed her eyes. Ten minutes ago, all that mattered was the Crabbe seemed to know nothing about vampires and had received his latest in a series of low marks. Right now, Sirius Black was sitting in front of her, feeding her line after line of bullshit that for some reason Dumbledore seemed to be buying. There was a simple cure for that though...
She stood and walked over to a cabinet at the corner of the room. She muttered a low, "Alohomora," and it popped open. She extracted a vial of crystal clear liquid that made both Sirius' and Dumbledore's eyes pop open.
"Not mine, I assure you," she stated, glancing at Sirius through the bottle. "Severus seemed mighty willing to give me a sample though..." Dumbledore nodded, Sirius looked uncertain. Had he been hiding anything in his time here at Hogwarts? How much did Dumbledore know about his, James', Remus', and Peter's expeditions during their years there? However, if it was between the veritaserum as he recognized it to be and a visit from the evil dementors... those details could be risked.
He stood, taking it from her, and took a small amount before returning it to her.
He sat again and continued his story. "I convinced James that Voldemort would come for me. He would have, had he the time. Instead, I said, use Peter! He'll never expect it! That talentless, worthless... And he turned and told Voldemort he knew where James was. Any questions?"
She nodded. "Was anything you said before I fed you the serum a lie?"
"No."
"How long have you been here?"
"Sporadically since I escaped."
"Who knows the truth?"
"Dumbledore, Remus Lupin, Hermione, Ron, and of course Harry... as well as Severus and the majority of Ron's family, for that matter."
"Severus? You think he gave me this serum because..."
"I don't doubt it, the slimy git...," noticing Professor Dumbledore's warning glance, he tried to mutter a sorry but found he couldn't. How long till it ran out?
Dorothy nodded, continuing to rub her eyes. *It's okay... he's a GOOD ex- convict...*
She turned to Dumbledore. "I won't tell anyone. It's not my place to. So you really didn't like my music?" she asked softly, staring at the wall.
"Of course I did." With a loud smack, Sirius drew his hand to his forehead. *Little bitch...*