This chapter will have the short, cliff hanger feel about it! He he he!
Hours later, Sirius and Anya were in tears, recalling all the pranks that had been pulled at Hogwarts.
"And James pulled Snape off the floor, and his face was covered in warts!" Sirius finished up another story, roaring with laughter. Harry smiled, he couldn't actually make out most of what Sirius had said, because Sirius had been laughing so hard. Tears were streaming down Anya's face, and she couldn't help but think that this is how it should've been.
"Er, Sirius, is it OK to ask questions about my parents after Hogwarts?" Harry asked, somewhat nervously. Sirius quickly sobered up.
"Of course," he nodded.
"Well, how old were they when I was born, when were they married, things like that!" Harry was on a role now.
"Well, Lily had just turned 19 when you were born, and James was about 19 1/2. So they would have been around 35 today. They were 18 when they got married, so were we. We all moved into White Lily Place, which was named after your mother, shortly after graduating from Hogwarts. James and I both worked at the Ministry of Magic as aurors, and Lily and Anya stayed home as housekeepers," Sirius wound up.
"My parents where quite wealthy, all our parents were actually, but Sirius and James wanted to work for their own money. Of course, James didn't want Lily or me to work, he wanted us treated properly, so we did a LOT of housework, while the two boys went off and did manly work!" Anya added, smiling, remembering the old days.
"Prof. Williamson, have you got any photo's of my parents?" Harry asked hopefully.
"Of course!" she jumped off the couch to find her photo albums. She returned quickly, with a stack of them. Noticing his astonished face, she explained,
"I was always interested in photography, I took a lot of photo's!" Harry nodded and looked at the first photo. It was obviously taken on board the Hogwarts Express. James, Lily and Sirius all sat together on a seat, looking apprehensive, but smiling. "That was our first day of school," Anya said gently. Harry flicked through the album, finding photo's of the pranks that James had pulled.
"I've got an album for each year of school," Anya told Harry. He nodded, not really hearing her, he was too happy at being able to see his parents smiling faces. The next album Harry opened was a white and gold one. It was fancier then the rest. Anya looked at it, and her eyes watered.
"That was your parents wedding album," she said, so softly Harry strained to hear her. Photo's of Lily and James at the altar, and walking down the aisle. Group photos of James, Lily, Sirius, Anya, Peter and Remus, photos of James and Lily smushing cake into each other's faces. Harry felt a lifetime of memories, just by looking at the photos. Flipping throughout the pages, Harry saw a photo of Sirius and Anya, gazing into each other's eyes, not noticing the camera. He saw Sirius's eyes flick to Anya's, and the album was suddenly snatched from him.
"I think that's enough for today!" Sirius said gruffly. Anya looked away, her eyes wet with tears, this time from sorrow. Harry picked up one more album before he left though. It was a baby blue one. He flicked open the first page.
"These are pictures of me!" he exclaimed surprised.
Anya opened her mouth to reply, and as soon as she did, Sirius knew exactly what she was going to say. He tried to clamp his hand over her mouth, but she pushed it away. Harry was extremely puzzled. Anya answered passionately,
"Of course I have photo's of you, you are my god son!"
Hours later, Sirius and Anya were in tears, recalling all the pranks that had been pulled at Hogwarts.
"And James pulled Snape off the floor, and his face was covered in warts!" Sirius finished up another story, roaring with laughter. Harry smiled, he couldn't actually make out most of what Sirius had said, because Sirius had been laughing so hard. Tears were streaming down Anya's face, and she couldn't help but think that this is how it should've been.
"Er, Sirius, is it OK to ask questions about my parents after Hogwarts?" Harry asked, somewhat nervously. Sirius quickly sobered up.
"Of course," he nodded.
"Well, how old were they when I was born, when were they married, things like that!" Harry was on a role now.
"Well, Lily had just turned 19 when you were born, and James was about 19 1/2. So they would have been around 35 today. They were 18 when they got married, so were we. We all moved into White Lily Place, which was named after your mother, shortly after graduating from Hogwarts. James and I both worked at the Ministry of Magic as aurors, and Lily and Anya stayed home as housekeepers," Sirius wound up.
"My parents where quite wealthy, all our parents were actually, but Sirius and James wanted to work for their own money. Of course, James didn't want Lily or me to work, he wanted us treated properly, so we did a LOT of housework, while the two boys went off and did manly work!" Anya added, smiling, remembering the old days.
"Prof. Williamson, have you got any photo's of my parents?" Harry asked hopefully.
"Of course!" she jumped off the couch to find her photo albums. She returned quickly, with a stack of them. Noticing his astonished face, she explained,
"I was always interested in photography, I took a lot of photo's!" Harry nodded and looked at the first photo. It was obviously taken on board the Hogwarts Express. James, Lily and Sirius all sat together on a seat, looking apprehensive, but smiling. "That was our first day of school," Anya said gently. Harry flicked through the album, finding photo's of the pranks that James had pulled.
"I've got an album for each year of school," Anya told Harry. He nodded, not really hearing her, he was too happy at being able to see his parents smiling faces. The next album Harry opened was a white and gold one. It was fancier then the rest. Anya looked at it, and her eyes watered.
"That was your parents wedding album," she said, so softly Harry strained to hear her. Photo's of Lily and James at the altar, and walking down the aisle. Group photos of James, Lily, Sirius, Anya, Peter and Remus, photos of James and Lily smushing cake into each other's faces. Harry felt a lifetime of memories, just by looking at the photos. Flipping throughout the pages, Harry saw a photo of Sirius and Anya, gazing into each other's eyes, not noticing the camera. He saw Sirius's eyes flick to Anya's, and the album was suddenly snatched from him.
"I think that's enough for today!" Sirius said gruffly. Anya looked away, her eyes wet with tears, this time from sorrow. Harry picked up one more album before he left though. It was a baby blue one. He flicked open the first page.
"These are pictures of me!" he exclaimed surprised.
Anya opened her mouth to reply, and as soon as she did, Sirius knew exactly what she was going to say. He tried to clamp his hand over her mouth, but she pushed it away. Harry was extremely puzzled. Anya answered passionately,
"Of course I have photo's of you, you are my god son!"