Dangers in the past:
"Harry?" The boy's head snapped up and saw all the teachers looking at him. His godfather put an arm around his shoulders. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, it's just the headmaster sent the OWL's results."
"He did? That's nice of him"
"It's not! What if I did horrible?"
Sirius laughed softly. "Kido, you know you did fine; at most you'll have flunked potions, but that wouldn't be very surprising considering that that slimy git hates you. Come on, open the letter."
With a sigh Harry did as Sirius said and read the letter. After he had read it, his eyes were huge; he couldn't believe what he had just read. Sirius looked at Charlie worried and then turned his attention back to Harry. "Harry? Is something wrong?"
Harry shook his head and a large grin began to spread through his face. "I can't believe it."
Sirius carefully took the letter from Harry's stunned hands, he read it, and a look of amazement crossed his face before being replaced by a large grin. With a cry of joy he stood up and swung Harry up into his arms for a large bear hug, nearly killing Derek, who had been looking curiously from Harry's arm.
Ethan rolled his eyes at his friends' antics and picked up the forgotten letter. "You two are insane, let's see."
All the teachers were now looking expectantly at him, curious to know what all the raked was about. After reading the results, Charlie looked stunned at Harry who was still in Sirius's arms and loudly asked. "How on earth did you manage to get 14 OWL's?"
Harry laughed happily and shrugged his shoulders. "I have no idea, my best guess is that all the nagging of Herm finally paid of."
Charlie nodded. "Yeah, that's probably right. Man, I wonder how many OWL's Ron got. Isn't that his handwriting?"
Harry looked at his owl and saw there was another letter he hadn't noticed. Shaking his head, he stepped out of Sirius's arms and slid into his chair, a wave of dizziness passing through him. He didn't notice the teachers looking at him with a slight stunned expression nor Dumbledore reading his OWL's results; his attention was simply centered on his best friend's letter.
Dear Harry,
I got 13 OWL's!!!! Can you believe it? Percy is pissed that I got more than he did, he can't understand how it's possible I got so many. Frankly, I don't understand either. I'll have to think of something nice to thank Hermione, are you in? Mom's very proud of me, I got a whole set of new robes. The twins sent their best wishes to you; they have finally started on their shop, even if mom is still not happy about it. The headmaster has told us where you, Ethan, and Ryan are; I hope you're having fun and for God's sake, could you try to stay safe, even if it's for a little while? You really need your rest. Tell Snuffles that if he doesn't take good care of you my mum's going to hurt him badly, you know she's a tad overprotective of you. You can write normally to us, the headmaster will make sure we get your letters. Be careful and don't get into You-Know- Who's way.
Your friend,
Ron.
Harry laughed at the letter; it was good to know that after everything that had happened, his friend had stayed the same, a little more protective, mind you but the same nevertheless. Ethan looked at him with a smile, all teachers had started on their breakfast and were talking about different things.
"Hey Harry, what does my baby brother say?"
"That Percy is angry."
Charlie's eyebrows shot up. "Percy? Calm, collected Percy? Why? What did the twins do?"
"Nothing, the twins didn't do anything this time, it's just that Ron got 13 OWL's, one more than Percy."
Charlie laughed hard, imagining his younger brother's disappointment at being beaten by the lazy, rule-breaking Ron. "Ugh, Percy's pride sure will be hurt after this one. What else does he say?"
"Your mom's happy with Ron and the twins are starting the shop."
"Really? I still wonder were they got the money for it." He looked at Harry's 'innocent' face and narrowed his eyes. "Say Harry, you wouldn't happen to know where my little brothers found a million galleons, would you? Specially since someone we know just happened to win so much money in a certain tournament."
"Me? I don't have a clue what you're talking about, Ethan."
"I'm sure you don't. Just make sure my mother doesn't find out."
Harry grinned at him. "I'll heed your warning."
"Good, does he say anything else?"
Harry nodded and turned to his godfather. "Hey, Ryan, Ron asked me to give you a message from his mother."
Sirius looked up from where he had been talking with Flitwick. "What is it?" Seeing the smirk in his godson's face he rolled his eyes. "Do I even want to know?"
"She just said she's going to hurt you if you don't take care of me." An evil smirk passed through his face. "You'll have to be careful, you wouldn't want me to complain to her; Ron's mom is terrifying when she's angry."
"Are you going to blackmail me, Little One?" A smirk identical to his godson's crossed Sirius's face. "Where did you learn to be so nasty?"
"Oh, I wouldn't know, it's not like I hadn't had a good teacher, did I?"
"I'm insulted." Then, with a swift motion Harry hadn't been expecting, Sirius picked him up from his chair, sat him on his lap and began to tickle him. Harry's bright laugh rang through the Great Hall making the teachers smile at the boy.
"Stop! Ryan, please."
Sirius went on about it for a little while longer before stopping; he then held Harry close to him, letting him regain his breath. When the teenager had calmed down, he snuggled closer to his godfather and smiled happily.
"Seriously, Harry, tell her not to worry, I'm taking good care of you, aren't I?" His question had sounded a little nervous and Harry wrapped his arms around his neck reassuringly.
"Yes you are."
Sirius smiled, kissed his godson's forehead and put him once again in his chair. Pointing to his empty plate he asked. "Shouldn't you eat? You said you were hungry."
Harry nodded and began to eat.
To be continued...
Author's notes: Thanks for all reviews.
Thanks to my beta reader, Vinnie.
"Harry?" The boy's head snapped up and saw all the teachers looking at him. His godfather put an arm around his shoulders. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, it's just the headmaster sent the OWL's results."
"He did? That's nice of him"
"It's not! What if I did horrible?"
Sirius laughed softly. "Kido, you know you did fine; at most you'll have flunked potions, but that wouldn't be very surprising considering that that slimy git hates you. Come on, open the letter."
With a sigh Harry did as Sirius said and read the letter. After he had read it, his eyes were huge; he couldn't believe what he had just read. Sirius looked at Charlie worried and then turned his attention back to Harry. "Harry? Is something wrong?"
Harry shook his head and a large grin began to spread through his face. "I can't believe it."
Sirius carefully took the letter from Harry's stunned hands, he read it, and a look of amazement crossed his face before being replaced by a large grin. With a cry of joy he stood up and swung Harry up into his arms for a large bear hug, nearly killing Derek, who had been looking curiously from Harry's arm.
Ethan rolled his eyes at his friends' antics and picked up the forgotten letter. "You two are insane, let's see."
All the teachers were now looking expectantly at him, curious to know what all the raked was about. After reading the results, Charlie looked stunned at Harry who was still in Sirius's arms and loudly asked. "How on earth did you manage to get 14 OWL's?"
Harry laughed happily and shrugged his shoulders. "I have no idea, my best guess is that all the nagging of Herm finally paid of."
Charlie nodded. "Yeah, that's probably right. Man, I wonder how many OWL's Ron got. Isn't that his handwriting?"
Harry looked at his owl and saw there was another letter he hadn't noticed. Shaking his head, he stepped out of Sirius's arms and slid into his chair, a wave of dizziness passing through him. He didn't notice the teachers looking at him with a slight stunned expression nor Dumbledore reading his OWL's results; his attention was simply centered on his best friend's letter.
Dear Harry,
I got 13 OWL's!!!! Can you believe it? Percy is pissed that I got more than he did, he can't understand how it's possible I got so many. Frankly, I don't understand either. I'll have to think of something nice to thank Hermione, are you in? Mom's very proud of me, I got a whole set of new robes. The twins sent their best wishes to you; they have finally started on their shop, even if mom is still not happy about it. The headmaster has told us where you, Ethan, and Ryan are; I hope you're having fun and for God's sake, could you try to stay safe, even if it's for a little while? You really need your rest. Tell Snuffles that if he doesn't take good care of you my mum's going to hurt him badly, you know she's a tad overprotective of you. You can write normally to us, the headmaster will make sure we get your letters. Be careful and don't get into You-Know- Who's way.
Your friend,
Ron.
Harry laughed at the letter; it was good to know that after everything that had happened, his friend had stayed the same, a little more protective, mind you but the same nevertheless. Ethan looked at him with a smile, all teachers had started on their breakfast and were talking about different things.
"Hey Harry, what does my baby brother say?"
"That Percy is angry."
Charlie's eyebrows shot up. "Percy? Calm, collected Percy? Why? What did the twins do?"
"Nothing, the twins didn't do anything this time, it's just that Ron got 13 OWL's, one more than Percy."
Charlie laughed hard, imagining his younger brother's disappointment at being beaten by the lazy, rule-breaking Ron. "Ugh, Percy's pride sure will be hurt after this one. What else does he say?"
"Your mom's happy with Ron and the twins are starting the shop."
"Really? I still wonder were they got the money for it." He looked at Harry's 'innocent' face and narrowed his eyes. "Say Harry, you wouldn't happen to know where my little brothers found a million galleons, would you? Specially since someone we know just happened to win so much money in a certain tournament."
"Me? I don't have a clue what you're talking about, Ethan."
"I'm sure you don't. Just make sure my mother doesn't find out."
Harry grinned at him. "I'll heed your warning."
"Good, does he say anything else?"
Harry nodded and turned to his godfather. "Hey, Ryan, Ron asked me to give you a message from his mother."
Sirius looked up from where he had been talking with Flitwick. "What is it?" Seeing the smirk in his godson's face he rolled his eyes. "Do I even want to know?"
"She just said she's going to hurt you if you don't take care of me." An evil smirk passed through his face. "You'll have to be careful, you wouldn't want me to complain to her; Ron's mom is terrifying when she's angry."
"Are you going to blackmail me, Little One?" A smirk identical to his godson's crossed Sirius's face. "Where did you learn to be so nasty?"
"Oh, I wouldn't know, it's not like I hadn't had a good teacher, did I?"
"I'm insulted." Then, with a swift motion Harry hadn't been expecting, Sirius picked him up from his chair, sat him on his lap and began to tickle him. Harry's bright laugh rang through the Great Hall making the teachers smile at the boy.
"Stop! Ryan, please."
Sirius went on about it for a little while longer before stopping; he then held Harry close to him, letting him regain his breath. When the teenager had calmed down, he snuggled closer to his godfather and smiled happily.
"Seriously, Harry, tell her not to worry, I'm taking good care of you, aren't I?" His question had sounded a little nervous and Harry wrapped his arms around his neck reassuringly.
"Yes you are."
Sirius smiled, kissed his godson's forehead and put him once again in his chair. Pointing to his empty plate he asked. "Shouldn't you eat? You said you were hungry."
Harry nodded and began to eat.
To be continued...
Author's notes: Thanks for all reviews.
Thanks to my beta reader, Vinnie.