(A/N) Thank you for all those who reviewed, it really makes my day! To
those who have been reading my other story, Harry Potter and the Forgotten
Magic, I believe that it will be on a temporary hiatus until I get farther
along with this one. As for a reason, I find this plotline more appealing
to me. I have had the idea though of somewhat connecting the two stories
and I may yet do that! Thanks again to all reviewers!
Chapter 2: Young Life
Sirius walked down the stairs. It had been a long seven years since he had taken Harry from Godric's Hollow. He had to learn from his mistakes a lot. He had no idea how to raise a child. He never had any of his own and was the only child in his household. He never even had any friends that had baby brothers or sisters. He had raised Harry by instinct and if he had to say, did pretty well. Sirius had taught Harry many things in the eight short years that he had been alive, the first and foremost was to be kind, the second to trust only those worthy of trust, the third about his family, and last but not least about magic.
Sirius was amazed at Harry's progress in magic. Harry used James' wand for his lessons and could perform many magics that Sirius could not in his fourth year of school. Sirius taught Harry from the schoolbooks that he had found in the large Potter library. Magic seemed to come naturally for young Harry, as it had for James. Sirius knew why this was, but he wasn't going to let Harry know until he started his real schooling.
As Sirius reached the bottom of the stairs he came into the study. This room was his favorite. It had plush chairs and couches strewn in a circle to promote conversation. There were several fireplaces around the room to provide warmth in the cold German winters, and magical lighting illuminated every nook and cranny. There was a window overlooking the forest below the house, for it was located on the side of a mountain, and every day the sunrise showed brilliantly through it. Sirius briefly watched the colors of the sunrise before moving into the kitchen to make himself some breakfast.
Learning to cook had been one of the bigger challenges for Sirius. He had never been a very good cook and he knew it. In fact, he didn't even know the standard measures for cooking devices. He had to learn from scratch from the books in the library. Now however, he considered himself a decent cook and often grilled meat was what was served for dinner. Today though he simply took out a box of a muggle cereal, Golden Crisp, and poured a bowl of it. Thinking to himself while eating he didn't even notice Harry slip down the stairs and into the kitchen.
"Sirius?"
Sirius snapped out of his thoughts and looked down at Harry with a smile, "Yes Harry?"
"I'm hungry."
Sirius chuckled and answered, "Well, what do you want for breakfast?"
"I dunno, what do we got?"
"Hmm, well, we have eggs. . .
"No."
". . .pancakes. . ."
"No."
". . .cereal. . ."
"No."
". . .pop tarts. . ."
"Pop Tarts! I want pop tarts!"
"Okay Harry, let me just heat them up for you." Sirius muttered a quick heating charm and then handed the plate of Pop Tarts to Harry who devoured them. Sirius laughed again.
"Hungry were you?"
"Uh huh." Harry nodded his head with a big grin on his face.
"Sirius?"
"What?"
"Can I learn to turn into an animal like you?" Sirius had been ready for this. It came every morning since Harry knew how to ask that question.
"No Harry, not yet, it is much too dangerous."
"But I want to. You said my dad was one, I want to be one too." Harry put on puppy eyes, but Sirius remained firm in his decision.
"No Harry, something might go wrong for you. I don't want to take that risk."
"Alright Sirius."
"If you are done with your food it is time for your lessons." Harry smiled, he loved his lessons. "Okay, lets get started." Sirius took Harry to the library where he pulled up chairs for both of them.
"Alright Harry, I want you to light up your wand for me."
"Lumos," Harry's wand lit, "Nox," it was put out.
"Very good. Now, I want you to -"
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Hours past and Harry and Sirius were still going over all of the spells that Harry knew. Sirius was amazed at Harry's capacity of magic at so young of an age. He knew many useful spells, such as the unlocking spell, the disarming curse, the stunning curse, and even transfiguration. Every day Sirius went over every spell that Harry knew, he had written them all down, and added one new spell. This spell ranged from a battle curses, to playful hexes. Harry made good use of his knowledge of hexes and he and Sirius often had prank wars, though Harry usually won because Sirius let him. Sirius taught Harry many spells, and most of the spells were learned together as Sirius picked the 'spell of the day' out of a random book from the library.
Soon Sirius had finished all the spells that Harry knew, and picked out a book from the library, 5001 Useful Spells. Sirius flipped to a random page as was his custom. As he looked down at the page he had flipped to he was startled. The title read, 'Animagi.' Before he could flip to another page Harry had grabbed the book from him and his eyes opened wide.
"Oh Sirius! Can I? Please?"
"Harry, I just don't know." Harry began to look crestfallen, and Sirius buckled. "Harry, when you turn eight, I will begin to teach you. But for now lets look up another spell." Harry visibly brightened, for he knew that his eighth birthday was in just two days. Sirius flipped to another page and ended up teaching Harry the confoundus charm, which Harry proved he could do quite easily.
After the lesson Sirius and Harry ate lunch. It was a simple lunch as always, just a sandwich of Harry's choosing, today he chose peanut butter and jelly. After both had their sandwiches Sirius asked, "Harry?"
"Yes Sirius?"
"Do you want to go to town today? I have to shop for your birthday."
"Oh can we Sirius?" said Harry very excitedly.
"Alright then, after lunch we will go," said Sirius smiling at his godson. Harry finished his PP&J very quickly, cleaned his spot, and washed up before practically dragging Sirius out of the door. Sirius let himself be dragged to where the two kept their brooms, and then separated from Harry.
"Remember Harry, we cannot let anyone see us, so fly low, and we will be stopping well short of the town."
"Okay Sirius." Sirius smiled at Harry's eager response. He knew how much Harry loved to fly, perhaps even more than James, Sirius thought. Harry and Sirius flew daily around the Potter estate and Harry was becoming quite the adept flyer, and he often kept Sirius very worried. As they took off Harry sped his Nimbus 1985 to its top speed and pulled up into a loop. Sirius's heart stopped beating for the few seconds that Harry was upside down.
'God, I'm becoming worried just like Lily would have.' he mentally noted and he took off after Harry. The two sped along at speeds approaching 75 miles per hour, and always flew right above the trees to avoid being seen. But even if they had, what muggle would believe that one had seen two people on broomsticks flying overhead at breakneck speeds? Soon they reached the destination, an old abandoned barn on the outside of town, and the tow set down. Hiding their brooms in the nearest haystack and set off towards the town.
Upon reaching the outskirts of the muggle town, Litenby, Harry sped off towards the market, with Sirius close on his heals shouting, "Harry! Wait up! Slow down lad!" Harry didn't slow however, until he reached the first shop, the bookstore. Sirius showed up seconds later panting and both entered the store after catching their breath. Harry led Sirius to the back of the store to where the two had discovered magical books before. They were still confused as to how the store had acquired those books, but were glad that it had them all the same. Harry looked at the older books describing prophecies and old spells, and told Sirius which he wanted. Sirius ended up buying, without Harry seeing of course, Every Important, and Not So Important, Dueling Curse From the Beginning of Time, and Legends and Myths: A Wizards History. These books he guessed, would be more than enough for Harry during the next year. He bagged the books and then looked for Harry. He found them in the music section; he was looking at a book to learn to play the guitar.
'That could be a useful skill,' thought Sirius, and then audibly, "Harry? Do you want that book?"
"Yes Sirius, I want to be able to make music like we hear on the radio at our home." Sirius nodded his head. It was one of Harry's favorite pastimes to listen to the muggle radio that Sirius had purchased when they had arrived at the house four years ago to keep up on the news. It had been very useful in keeping both entertained, and was still used after Sirius had purchased a television. Both of these appliances had to be modified however, so that they could be operated on magic, instead of electricity, seeing as the Potter estate had none.
Sirius purchased the book for Harry and they continued through the town. Sirius treated Harry to an ice cream, since they had already had lunch, which Harry had insisted be strawberry. After the ice cream Harry and Sirius stepped into the music shop. There Sirius let Harry look around and he purchased an electric guitar, black with flames across the length. After purchasing it he discreetly shrunk it and went to find Harry. He found him looking at the exact guitar he had bought him.
'Good, he will like the present,' he thought happily. "Harry, we have to go. Alright?"
"Okay Sirius," he said with a sigh. Sirius hated it when Harry did that, he hated to disappoint or upset him, but he had to remain firm in his decision. "Harry, lets go, we need to get home tonight." With that Sirius led Harry out of the door and back to the brooms. After the two hours it took to fly back to the Potter estate both were dead tired. Sirius sent Harry to bed and then wrapped and hid Harry's presents in his own room. Finally he crashed.
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'Harry -'
'Huh?'
'Harry Potter.'
'Who are you?'
'I am who I am Harry Potter, what is important is that you have just turned eight. You will now find that you have a new ability. Harry, you shall now have a photographic memory. Learning will no longer be a problem, and you shall have the capacity for more knowledge than most.'
'But why do I get this? I'm not special or anything, I mean sure, the entire wizarding world knows who I am, but I'm just a regular kid, right?' Harry asked the voice, uncertainty ringing in his own.
'No Harry, you are not normal. You are the hope that the world rests on, you will be pressed by many to do things that you feel are not yours to deal with, you must be wise in your decisions, for they may very well affect the course of the world. I'm sorry I must leave you now. Good luck - Harry Potter.'
'Wait! Voice!' Harry cried out in vain.
As the voice left Harry fell back into a normal sleep, one not interrupted by strange voices, and the memory of the conversation slipped to the back of his mind.
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"WAKE UP HARRY!" Sirius blew a horn into his godson's ears, who cringed at the loud noise.
"Sirius, leave me alone - I don't wanna get up."
"Harry! It's your BIRTHDAY!" Another horn blast rang in the room.
"I - Don't - Care," punctuated Harry very carefully, "I want my sleep."
Sirius laughed at this and slyly said, "Have it your way then." With that he, using his wand, poured ice water all over the tired Harry, causing him to shoot up out of his bed screaming.
"It's co - co - cold! Sirius! I'm gonna get you for that!"
Sirius shrugged, "You wouldn't get up, I simply thought I'd assist you. I don't want you missing your birthday or anything like that."
"Oh yeah!" Harry jumped out of bed, "It's my birthday!" Sirius sported a very confused look on his face before answering that statement.
"I just told you that it was your - Nevermind. Do you want to come down and open your presents?"
"Yeah, yeah!" Harry was jumping around on his bed and jumped into Sirius waiting arms, where he received a hug and then was put down onto the ground, where Harry immediately ran off to the study. Sirius came down a minute later to find Harry shaking his presents, trying to decipher what was inside the wrapped boxes. "You ready to open them Harry?"
"Yeah, Sirius!"
"Go ahead." With that Harry ripped the wrapping paper off the first present. It was the books Every Important, and Not So Important, Dueling Curse From the Beginning of Time, and Legends and Myths: A Wizards History. Harry was ecstatic. He loved to read, and loved even more to learn new spells. These books were like a dream come true for him. Sirius had taught Harry to read at a very young age. He did this to prepare Harry to learn magic. Ever since Harry had begun his magical training at age four, he had read every book on spells he could get his hands on, even if he couldn't perform most of the spells.
"Thank you Sirius!" Sirius smiled at his godson and motioned for him to continue. The process of opening gifts, giving 'whoops' of joy, and thanking Sirius repeated for all of Harry's gifts, and soon he had just one more. So far Harry had gotten many different pieces of equipment for making potions, more books, and a muggle set of weapons; swords, knives, bows, and arrows. Harry had been elated at every gift and now he turned to the largest gift. Sirius smiled, glad that Harry had chosen to open this one last. Soon Harry was ripping open the wrapping paper and he gasped at what he saw.
"Oh Sirius! Thank you!" He yelled as he lifted the guitar out of its case and put it around his neck. He plugged it in to the magical full stack of speakers that Sirius had purchased as well and strummed it. What resulted was the shaking of the whole house, and Sirius covering his ears. "Oops." Harry said tentatively, "I guess it is a little too loud." Then Harry smiled and Sirius soon followed.
"Oh, and I also signed you up to take martial arts lessons at the dojo in town. I hope you don't mind."
"Of course not! Do I get to see other kids my age?"
"Maybe, if they signed up. I think it will be good for you to talk to some other people besides just me," said Sirius smiling.
After a few more minutes of talking Harry began to read the book on how to play the guitar and by that evening he could play a few different chords. 'Boy,' thought Sirius, 'he is going to be good on that thing. I can tell already.' Sirius had stopped having to cover his ears because of bad sounding chords already, and Harry was eagerly learning more and more on his guitar, well, as best as an eight year old can.
In all of the excitement that day, Harry had forgotten to nag Sirius about becoming an animagus, and unfortunately he only realized this late at night. 'Oh well, I guess it can wait until tomorrow." he thought and he fell asleep, his guitar strapped around his shoulders.
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littleginblossom - Sorry, the update wasn't the next day. can you ever forgive me? (
Sharpsnout - Plz do keep reading (
Arakyas - Thanks for the review! It made me feel all warm and cuddly inside ( Haha!
Chapter 2: Young Life
Sirius walked down the stairs. It had been a long seven years since he had taken Harry from Godric's Hollow. He had to learn from his mistakes a lot. He had no idea how to raise a child. He never had any of his own and was the only child in his household. He never even had any friends that had baby brothers or sisters. He had raised Harry by instinct and if he had to say, did pretty well. Sirius had taught Harry many things in the eight short years that he had been alive, the first and foremost was to be kind, the second to trust only those worthy of trust, the third about his family, and last but not least about magic.
Sirius was amazed at Harry's progress in magic. Harry used James' wand for his lessons and could perform many magics that Sirius could not in his fourth year of school. Sirius taught Harry from the schoolbooks that he had found in the large Potter library. Magic seemed to come naturally for young Harry, as it had for James. Sirius knew why this was, but he wasn't going to let Harry know until he started his real schooling.
As Sirius reached the bottom of the stairs he came into the study. This room was his favorite. It had plush chairs and couches strewn in a circle to promote conversation. There were several fireplaces around the room to provide warmth in the cold German winters, and magical lighting illuminated every nook and cranny. There was a window overlooking the forest below the house, for it was located on the side of a mountain, and every day the sunrise showed brilliantly through it. Sirius briefly watched the colors of the sunrise before moving into the kitchen to make himself some breakfast.
Learning to cook had been one of the bigger challenges for Sirius. He had never been a very good cook and he knew it. In fact, he didn't even know the standard measures for cooking devices. He had to learn from scratch from the books in the library. Now however, he considered himself a decent cook and often grilled meat was what was served for dinner. Today though he simply took out a box of a muggle cereal, Golden Crisp, and poured a bowl of it. Thinking to himself while eating he didn't even notice Harry slip down the stairs and into the kitchen.
"Sirius?"
Sirius snapped out of his thoughts and looked down at Harry with a smile, "Yes Harry?"
"I'm hungry."
Sirius chuckled and answered, "Well, what do you want for breakfast?"
"I dunno, what do we got?"
"Hmm, well, we have eggs. . .
"No."
". . .pancakes. . ."
"No."
". . .cereal. . ."
"No."
". . .pop tarts. . ."
"Pop Tarts! I want pop tarts!"
"Okay Harry, let me just heat them up for you." Sirius muttered a quick heating charm and then handed the plate of Pop Tarts to Harry who devoured them. Sirius laughed again.
"Hungry were you?"
"Uh huh." Harry nodded his head with a big grin on his face.
"Sirius?"
"What?"
"Can I learn to turn into an animal like you?" Sirius had been ready for this. It came every morning since Harry knew how to ask that question.
"No Harry, not yet, it is much too dangerous."
"But I want to. You said my dad was one, I want to be one too." Harry put on puppy eyes, but Sirius remained firm in his decision.
"No Harry, something might go wrong for you. I don't want to take that risk."
"Alright Sirius."
"If you are done with your food it is time for your lessons." Harry smiled, he loved his lessons. "Okay, lets get started." Sirius took Harry to the library where he pulled up chairs for both of them.
"Alright Harry, I want you to light up your wand for me."
"Lumos," Harry's wand lit, "Nox," it was put out.
"Very good. Now, I want you to -"
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Hours past and Harry and Sirius were still going over all of the spells that Harry knew. Sirius was amazed at Harry's capacity of magic at so young of an age. He knew many useful spells, such as the unlocking spell, the disarming curse, the stunning curse, and even transfiguration. Every day Sirius went over every spell that Harry knew, he had written them all down, and added one new spell. This spell ranged from a battle curses, to playful hexes. Harry made good use of his knowledge of hexes and he and Sirius often had prank wars, though Harry usually won because Sirius let him. Sirius taught Harry many spells, and most of the spells were learned together as Sirius picked the 'spell of the day' out of a random book from the library.
Soon Sirius had finished all the spells that Harry knew, and picked out a book from the library, 5001 Useful Spells. Sirius flipped to a random page as was his custom. As he looked down at the page he had flipped to he was startled. The title read, 'Animagi.' Before he could flip to another page Harry had grabbed the book from him and his eyes opened wide.
"Oh Sirius! Can I? Please?"
"Harry, I just don't know." Harry began to look crestfallen, and Sirius buckled. "Harry, when you turn eight, I will begin to teach you. But for now lets look up another spell." Harry visibly brightened, for he knew that his eighth birthday was in just two days. Sirius flipped to another page and ended up teaching Harry the confoundus charm, which Harry proved he could do quite easily.
After the lesson Sirius and Harry ate lunch. It was a simple lunch as always, just a sandwich of Harry's choosing, today he chose peanut butter and jelly. After both had their sandwiches Sirius asked, "Harry?"
"Yes Sirius?"
"Do you want to go to town today? I have to shop for your birthday."
"Oh can we Sirius?" said Harry very excitedly.
"Alright then, after lunch we will go," said Sirius smiling at his godson. Harry finished his PP&J very quickly, cleaned his spot, and washed up before practically dragging Sirius out of the door. Sirius let himself be dragged to where the two kept their brooms, and then separated from Harry.
"Remember Harry, we cannot let anyone see us, so fly low, and we will be stopping well short of the town."
"Okay Sirius." Sirius smiled at Harry's eager response. He knew how much Harry loved to fly, perhaps even more than James, Sirius thought. Harry and Sirius flew daily around the Potter estate and Harry was becoming quite the adept flyer, and he often kept Sirius very worried. As they took off Harry sped his Nimbus 1985 to its top speed and pulled up into a loop. Sirius's heart stopped beating for the few seconds that Harry was upside down.
'God, I'm becoming worried just like Lily would have.' he mentally noted and he took off after Harry. The two sped along at speeds approaching 75 miles per hour, and always flew right above the trees to avoid being seen. But even if they had, what muggle would believe that one had seen two people on broomsticks flying overhead at breakneck speeds? Soon they reached the destination, an old abandoned barn on the outside of town, and the tow set down. Hiding their brooms in the nearest haystack and set off towards the town.
Upon reaching the outskirts of the muggle town, Litenby, Harry sped off towards the market, with Sirius close on his heals shouting, "Harry! Wait up! Slow down lad!" Harry didn't slow however, until he reached the first shop, the bookstore. Sirius showed up seconds later panting and both entered the store after catching their breath. Harry led Sirius to the back of the store to where the two had discovered magical books before. They were still confused as to how the store had acquired those books, but were glad that it had them all the same. Harry looked at the older books describing prophecies and old spells, and told Sirius which he wanted. Sirius ended up buying, without Harry seeing of course, Every Important, and Not So Important, Dueling Curse From the Beginning of Time, and Legends and Myths: A Wizards History. These books he guessed, would be more than enough for Harry during the next year. He bagged the books and then looked for Harry. He found them in the music section; he was looking at a book to learn to play the guitar.
'That could be a useful skill,' thought Sirius, and then audibly, "Harry? Do you want that book?"
"Yes Sirius, I want to be able to make music like we hear on the radio at our home." Sirius nodded his head. It was one of Harry's favorite pastimes to listen to the muggle radio that Sirius had purchased when they had arrived at the house four years ago to keep up on the news. It had been very useful in keeping both entertained, and was still used after Sirius had purchased a television. Both of these appliances had to be modified however, so that they could be operated on magic, instead of electricity, seeing as the Potter estate had none.
Sirius purchased the book for Harry and they continued through the town. Sirius treated Harry to an ice cream, since they had already had lunch, which Harry had insisted be strawberry. After the ice cream Harry and Sirius stepped into the music shop. There Sirius let Harry look around and he purchased an electric guitar, black with flames across the length. After purchasing it he discreetly shrunk it and went to find Harry. He found him looking at the exact guitar he had bought him.
'Good, he will like the present,' he thought happily. "Harry, we have to go. Alright?"
"Okay Sirius," he said with a sigh. Sirius hated it when Harry did that, he hated to disappoint or upset him, but he had to remain firm in his decision. "Harry, lets go, we need to get home tonight." With that Sirius led Harry out of the door and back to the brooms. After the two hours it took to fly back to the Potter estate both were dead tired. Sirius sent Harry to bed and then wrapped and hid Harry's presents in his own room. Finally he crashed.
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'Harry -'
'Huh?'
'Harry Potter.'
'Who are you?'
'I am who I am Harry Potter, what is important is that you have just turned eight. You will now find that you have a new ability. Harry, you shall now have a photographic memory. Learning will no longer be a problem, and you shall have the capacity for more knowledge than most.'
'But why do I get this? I'm not special or anything, I mean sure, the entire wizarding world knows who I am, but I'm just a regular kid, right?' Harry asked the voice, uncertainty ringing in his own.
'No Harry, you are not normal. You are the hope that the world rests on, you will be pressed by many to do things that you feel are not yours to deal with, you must be wise in your decisions, for they may very well affect the course of the world. I'm sorry I must leave you now. Good luck - Harry Potter.'
'Wait! Voice!' Harry cried out in vain.
As the voice left Harry fell back into a normal sleep, one not interrupted by strange voices, and the memory of the conversation slipped to the back of his mind.
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"WAKE UP HARRY!" Sirius blew a horn into his godson's ears, who cringed at the loud noise.
"Sirius, leave me alone - I don't wanna get up."
"Harry! It's your BIRTHDAY!" Another horn blast rang in the room.
"I - Don't - Care," punctuated Harry very carefully, "I want my sleep."
Sirius laughed at this and slyly said, "Have it your way then." With that he, using his wand, poured ice water all over the tired Harry, causing him to shoot up out of his bed screaming.
"It's co - co - cold! Sirius! I'm gonna get you for that!"
Sirius shrugged, "You wouldn't get up, I simply thought I'd assist you. I don't want you missing your birthday or anything like that."
"Oh yeah!" Harry jumped out of bed, "It's my birthday!" Sirius sported a very confused look on his face before answering that statement.
"I just told you that it was your - Nevermind. Do you want to come down and open your presents?"
"Yeah, yeah!" Harry was jumping around on his bed and jumped into Sirius waiting arms, where he received a hug and then was put down onto the ground, where Harry immediately ran off to the study. Sirius came down a minute later to find Harry shaking his presents, trying to decipher what was inside the wrapped boxes. "You ready to open them Harry?"
"Yeah, Sirius!"
"Go ahead." With that Harry ripped the wrapping paper off the first present. It was the books Every Important, and Not So Important, Dueling Curse From the Beginning of Time, and Legends and Myths: A Wizards History. Harry was ecstatic. He loved to read, and loved even more to learn new spells. These books were like a dream come true for him. Sirius had taught Harry to read at a very young age. He did this to prepare Harry to learn magic. Ever since Harry had begun his magical training at age four, he had read every book on spells he could get his hands on, even if he couldn't perform most of the spells.
"Thank you Sirius!" Sirius smiled at his godson and motioned for him to continue. The process of opening gifts, giving 'whoops' of joy, and thanking Sirius repeated for all of Harry's gifts, and soon he had just one more. So far Harry had gotten many different pieces of equipment for making potions, more books, and a muggle set of weapons; swords, knives, bows, and arrows. Harry had been elated at every gift and now he turned to the largest gift. Sirius smiled, glad that Harry had chosen to open this one last. Soon Harry was ripping open the wrapping paper and he gasped at what he saw.
"Oh Sirius! Thank you!" He yelled as he lifted the guitar out of its case and put it around his neck. He plugged it in to the magical full stack of speakers that Sirius had purchased as well and strummed it. What resulted was the shaking of the whole house, and Sirius covering his ears. "Oops." Harry said tentatively, "I guess it is a little too loud." Then Harry smiled and Sirius soon followed.
"Oh, and I also signed you up to take martial arts lessons at the dojo in town. I hope you don't mind."
"Of course not! Do I get to see other kids my age?"
"Maybe, if they signed up. I think it will be good for you to talk to some other people besides just me," said Sirius smiling.
After a few more minutes of talking Harry began to read the book on how to play the guitar and by that evening he could play a few different chords. 'Boy,' thought Sirius, 'he is going to be good on that thing. I can tell already.' Sirius had stopped having to cover his ears because of bad sounding chords already, and Harry was eagerly learning more and more on his guitar, well, as best as an eight year old can.
In all of the excitement that day, Harry had forgotten to nag Sirius about becoming an animagus, and unfortunately he only realized this late at night. 'Oh well, I guess it can wait until tomorrow." he thought and he fell asleep, his guitar strapped around his shoulders.
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littleginblossom - Sorry, the update wasn't the next day. can you ever forgive me? (
Sharpsnout - Plz do keep reading (
Arakyas - Thanks for the review! It made me feel all warm and cuddly inside ( Haha!