A/N: Sorry it took so long, so without further ado, heeeeeeeeeere's the Disclaimer!
Disclaimer: Do I have to? It's so boring to write these. I'll say it quickly, ok? IdonotownHarryPotteroranythingrelated. That good?
Harry sighed. He had a good dream last night. He dreamed that Sirius was free, and he had come to pick Harry up to go to the big mansion. And then Harry noticed something. Aunt Petunia was not shouting for him to get up today. 'I must have woken up really early,' he thought. 'I'll just snooze until she shouts again.' He hoped the dream would come back, he seldom had good dreams. He slept for about half an hour and then woke up, slowly opening his eyes. Everything was blurred at first, but when he found his glasses and put them on, he realised that he was not in his small room. This room was much bigger. He slapped his forehead and laughed. Of course it was no dream, it had been real! He jumped out of bed happily and got dressed.
He ran down the stairs, and then he stopped. He had forgotten Spitty! He climbed the stairs again, calling "Spitty! Spitty! Where are you?" "Who's Spitty?" Harry jumped, and looked behind his back and saw Sirius. "Oh, he's a snake that Ron sent me for my birthday." Harry said. "OK, bring him down fast, breakfast's getting cold." Sirius smiled. "OK," Harry replied. Sirius disapparated. 'Probably downstairs,' Harry thought. Just then Spitty slid into view. "Come quick, I have to eat breakfast. What do you eat anyway?" He asked in Parseltongue. "Anything, as long as its food. I'm magical, you know," Spitty said, while slithering on to Harry's shoulder. "Really? What can you do?" Harry asked, while he climbed down the stairs. "Well, I'm a very special snake. I can talk English." "Oh?" Harry murmured. 'Maybe that's why Ron sent me Spitty. To send messages. But I've already got an owl. Ok, maybe if the letter got intercepted from Hedwig. So, to send messages by mouth in times of difficulty,' he thought, making his way into the kitchen. Sirius was sitting there, reading the Daily Prophet. "Good morning, Sirius," Harry said. "Good morning," Sirius said. Harry sat down and began to eat some bacon. "Harry, we have to go to Hogwarts, remember?" Sirius said. "Dumbledore said to come there today. We will go by Floo Powder." Harry groaned. Floo Powder was not exactly his favourite way of travelling.
They ate quickly and proceeded to the living room where the fire was. Sirius got some of the powder and Sirius said, "now when you step into the fire, say 'Three Broomsticks', because we can't go to Hogwarts by this way." Harry nodded, stepped into the fire after throwing some of the powder into it, and said "Three Broomsticks." At once he began to spin, and he closed his eyes and stuck his elbows in. "Ohhhh, I don't feel so good…" Spitty moaned. After a few seconds, Harry stopped spinning. He put one of his legs in the front to prevent falling. He looked around and could see that he was indeed in the Three Broomsticks. He walked forward and sat at a table near some goblins that were having a heated conversation in a language he didn't know. He ordered brought two butterbeers and started drinking.
"Can I have some?" Spitty asked. Harry chuckled. A snake drinking butterbeer? All the same, he said "OK," and gave him some from his. Spitty held his breath, opened his mouth a little, and dipped it inside, and sucked. "Mmmm, it's very good," Spitty said. Harry was disgusted. 'I should have poured it inside his mouth,' he thought. 'I don't feel like drinking it anymore.' He shoved the mug towards Spitty, who now sitting on the table, saying "here, you can have the rest of it too." Spitty was overjoyed. He began to drink it when Sirius came in from the door. He looked around and spotted Harry and Spitty. He smiled and walked towards them. He sat down at the table and said, "Thanks," and looked at Spitty who was sucking noisily the last remains of the butterbeer. "You know, I've never seen a snake drinking butterbeer before." Harry merely snorted in disgust and asked, "How are we going to Hogwarts?" Sirius said, "Well, the shortest way I could think of is Honeydukes…" "OK then, drink fast, I can't wait!" Harry said. Sirius finished and they both walked out. "There it is," Harry said pointing at a sign which read 'Honeydukes'. They both got in and sneaked into the cellar, searching for the trapdoor. They found it and were soon walking in the passage. They both climbed out of the statue and went straight to Dumbledore's office. Past the stone gargoyle, up the moving staircase and through the door, they were now standing in the office. Dumbledore himself was there, looking at a wooden coffin. "Ah, there you are. How are you Sirius? And you Harry?" he said. They both said they were fine and looked at the coffin. Dumbledore said, "Now, without further delay, we will open it." He said and slowly opened it. When it was fully opened, they all gasped.
A/N: Sorry its so short. r/r please! Is anyone reading it or not?
Special thanks to the reviewers of the 2nd chapter:
Julia
me.
Disclaimer: Do I have to? It's so boring to write these. I'll say it quickly, ok? IdonotownHarryPotteroranythingrelated. That good?
Harry sighed. He had a good dream last night. He dreamed that Sirius was free, and he had come to pick Harry up to go to the big mansion. And then Harry noticed something. Aunt Petunia was not shouting for him to get up today. 'I must have woken up really early,' he thought. 'I'll just snooze until she shouts again.' He hoped the dream would come back, he seldom had good dreams. He slept for about half an hour and then woke up, slowly opening his eyes. Everything was blurred at first, but when he found his glasses and put them on, he realised that he was not in his small room. This room was much bigger. He slapped his forehead and laughed. Of course it was no dream, it had been real! He jumped out of bed happily and got dressed.
He ran down the stairs, and then he stopped. He had forgotten Spitty! He climbed the stairs again, calling "Spitty! Spitty! Where are you?" "Who's Spitty?" Harry jumped, and looked behind his back and saw Sirius. "Oh, he's a snake that Ron sent me for my birthday." Harry said. "OK, bring him down fast, breakfast's getting cold." Sirius smiled. "OK," Harry replied. Sirius disapparated. 'Probably downstairs,' Harry thought. Just then Spitty slid into view. "Come quick, I have to eat breakfast. What do you eat anyway?" He asked in Parseltongue. "Anything, as long as its food. I'm magical, you know," Spitty said, while slithering on to Harry's shoulder. "Really? What can you do?" Harry asked, while he climbed down the stairs. "Well, I'm a very special snake. I can talk English." "Oh?" Harry murmured. 'Maybe that's why Ron sent me Spitty. To send messages. But I've already got an owl. Ok, maybe if the letter got intercepted from Hedwig. So, to send messages by mouth in times of difficulty,' he thought, making his way into the kitchen. Sirius was sitting there, reading the Daily Prophet. "Good morning, Sirius," Harry said. "Good morning," Sirius said. Harry sat down and began to eat some bacon. "Harry, we have to go to Hogwarts, remember?" Sirius said. "Dumbledore said to come there today. We will go by Floo Powder." Harry groaned. Floo Powder was not exactly his favourite way of travelling.
They ate quickly and proceeded to the living room where the fire was. Sirius got some of the powder and Sirius said, "now when you step into the fire, say 'Three Broomsticks', because we can't go to Hogwarts by this way." Harry nodded, stepped into the fire after throwing some of the powder into it, and said "Three Broomsticks." At once he began to spin, and he closed his eyes and stuck his elbows in. "Ohhhh, I don't feel so good…" Spitty moaned. After a few seconds, Harry stopped spinning. He put one of his legs in the front to prevent falling. He looked around and could see that he was indeed in the Three Broomsticks. He walked forward and sat at a table near some goblins that were having a heated conversation in a language he didn't know. He ordered brought two butterbeers and started drinking.
"Can I have some?" Spitty asked. Harry chuckled. A snake drinking butterbeer? All the same, he said "OK," and gave him some from his. Spitty held his breath, opened his mouth a little, and dipped it inside, and sucked. "Mmmm, it's very good," Spitty said. Harry was disgusted. 'I should have poured it inside his mouth,' he thought. 'I don't feel like drinking it anymore.' He shoved the mug towards Spitty, who now sitting on the table, saying "here, you can have the rest of it too." Spitty was overjoyed. He began to drink it when Sirius came in from the door. He looked around and spotted Harry and Spitty. He smiled and walked towards them. He sat down at the table and said, "Thanks," and looked at Spitty who was sucking noisily the last remains of the butterbeer. "You know, I've never seen a snake drinking butterbeer before." Harry merely snorted in disgust and asked, "How are we going to Hogwarts?" Sirius said, "Well, the shortest way I could think of is Honeydukes…" "OK then, drink fast, I can't wait!" Harry said. Sirius finished and they both walked out. "There it is," Harry said pointing at a sign which read 'Honeydukes'. They both got in and sneaked into the cellar, searching for the trapdoor. They found it and were soon walking in the passage. They both climbed out of the statue and went straight to Dumbledore's office. Past the stone gargoyle, up the moving staircase and through the door, they were now standing in the office. Dumbledore himself was there, looking at a wooden coffin. "Ah, there you are. How are you Sirius? And you Harry?" he said. They both said they were fine and looked at the coffin. Dumbledore said, "Now, without further delay, we will open it." He said and slowly opened it. When it was fully opened, they all gasped.
A/N: Sorry its so short. r/r please! Is anyone reading it or not?
Special thanks to the reviewers of the 2nd chapter:
Julia
me.