VOLDY-POO!
By Belladonna Dwale
Disclaimer: None of the characters belong to me except Blanch whose name I owe to my friend, "Moony." Although, I'd like to own Sirius Black, his flying motorcycle and his leather pants that I imagine he would wear (I'll take him out for walks! I promise). JK Rowling is the rightful owner of him (damn) and a bunch of other publishing companies as well as Warner Bros for making the movie. If you sue me all you will get is my sisters who can be annoying as hell (or if your this one guy in Hungary, as annoying as having a wedgie when you're wearing a large coat). Also, before I go on, did you ever notice how Sirius happens to know everybody? (Rita Skeeter, Mad Eye Moody, Lupin, Snape, etc.)
Harry made it back to Hogwarts by taking the Knight Bus. He soon found himself inside the headmaster's office sitting in a chair in front of Professor Dumbledore's desk. Behind him was Sirius, still a convicted criminal, who had Harry's shoulders in a death-like grip. Professor Dumbledore was very calm.
"Please tell us everything that happened Harry," said the sage (yet somewhat batty) old man.
"Well," Harry began, "I think I got hit over the head, I can't quite remember but when I woke up and looked around I saw that I was tied down and Voldemort was standing over me and he was about to kill me but then this woman, Blanch, came in. She said she wanted to adopt me because Voldemort couldn't have kids. She was really annoying. I think she was American."
Sirius frowned and said, "I knew Blanch."
Harry stared up at Sirius. "You did?"
Sirius nodded and continued, "I met her when I was in Azkaban. They put her in a high security cell. You know how most people go insane while they're at Azkaban? Well, Blanch didn't. It was strange, like she was immune to the guards. She walked around in her cell and named the rocks though, that's what I found odd about her. Her cheerfulness. Did you know that my cell floor had 2,145 stones? Her cell was a bit bigger than mine and she named all the stones on the floor. I'd say hers had about 3,000 stones. Of course her stones were called 'Sunshine", 'Raindrop', 'Cat', and things of that nature. So undoubtedly if she had adopted you, you would be called 'Fluffy.'"
A picture of the giant three-headed dog suddenly flashed into Harry's head. Harry turned pale and shook the thought out of his head.
Sirius looked down at Harry and asked quietly, "Are you all right?"
"I'm fine, it's just..." Harry droned off.
"Well, perhaps, Harry, you should go to Madame Pomfrey before she has my head on a platter for letting you go so long without seeing her," said Professor Dumbledore with a twinkle in his eye. Harry got up and walked out quietly. As soon as he left Dumbledore turned to Sirius and said, "Now that Voldemort has Blanch with him we have a monster on our hands. We'll need to come up with a plan."
With that said Sirius scooted his chair closer to the desk and said, "What do you have in mind?"
