Christmas
It was Christmas, and a not so happy one for Harper. She couldn't go to Washington this year. Hermoine was going home, and so was Ron. Harry, however, was going to spend the holidays with Sirius Black.
"C'mon, Sirius won't mind. It's better than being stuck here," pleaded Harry.
A knocking came from the common room's door. "Harry? Let's go, it's me, Sirius," said a gruff voice.
"Comin'," yelled Harry. "Please?" Harry grabbed her by the arm and dragged her through the door.
"Hullo, Sirius. This is Harper Skys. Can she stay with us?" grinned Harry.
Sirius scowled, "Harry…" when he saw Harry's face he stopped. "Sure, why not?"
The trip to Hogsmeade was short. They came to a small, dank, cabin in which Sirius lived. He changed back into a human, and said,
"Welcome home."
"You've done wonders with the place," Harry said sarcastically.
"Thanks, Harry. Are you okay? "I…um…heard what happened. But, you know, I can't say I'm very sorry about Snape."
"Yeah, we're okay. I don't know what to think about Snape. But do you think he's go so far as to try and kill me?
"He didn't do it. He saved me," said Harper quietly.
"What was that?" said Sirius, raising an eyebrow.
"Nothin'," Harry looked at Harper curiously.
"You don't think Voldemort has anything to do with it do you?"
"More than likely."
Christmas break was short, and for the next few days Harper and Harry enjoyed the snow, and Sirius's company. Finally they had to go back to Hogwarts.
When Harper was out of earshot, heading towards the common room, Sirius said, "watch yourself, Harry, you don't know what she can do to you."
"Huh? Well thanks, Sirius," said Harry, and he scampered off after Harper.