TITLE: "He's at Hogwarts" - Chapter 15
AUTHOR: Teigra
E-MAIL: teigra_kefira@yahoo.com
PAIRING: None yet... exactly
SERIES: Yes
ARCHIVE: Fanfiction.net, this Diary and any where else that people want it, just ask first.
CLASSIFICATION: PG-13
SUMMARY: Christmas Dinner and overheard conversations.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own them... She does *points to JKR* and I am making no money from this, I'm just enjoying sharing some of my own crazy ideas.
AUTHORS NOTE: This is Sirius' thoughts... He's not talking to anyone, it's all in his mind. This the beginning of a long story... that ends with my story "Face of My King" I don't have everything written yet... but that's half the fun, waiting for the next chapter right? (PS - I don't have a beta reader any more... anyone out there want to help? This is also un-edited... I just typed it up and posted... forgive me?)

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Chapter Fifteen
Christmas Dinner


The House elves have really out done themseves this year. The food is fantastic. They've made enough food to feed an army. With this much food, I really should be able to steal something with anyone noticing.
It looks like that Christmas goose has had quite a number done on it. It could take the whole thing without causing a stur I believe. I mean, I still have the butchers knife from Halloween, and no one came looking for the big shaggy dog that stole the ham.
I wonder if Hagrid's 'pets' do this sort of thing a lot?

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Oi, look over there, it's that cat. It looks like he's gotten his paws on some fresh cream and a whole fish. Lucky devil.

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Ack, a House elf is coming this way. Back up into a corner and wimper.
Maybe it will leave me alone if I do that.
Nope, no such luck.

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Wait a minute, it's saying something. I better listen in.
"Would Master Dog like something?"
Wag tail and bark answer, Hell yeah. I'd like something.
"Headmaster Dumbledore sir says to Plonky that she is to give food to all today. Here Master Dog sir."
Oh good good, it's a whole Christmas goose.

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I think I may have given the poor creature a heart attack when I pounced on it and giave it a lick, but I'm not sure. I was on that goose too quickly to tell. I think I'll go to the hidden rooms to eat and maybe rest up a bit. No one except Wormy knows about them. At least, no on in this school. Monny knows about them too, but who knows where he is.

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Shit, I hear voices.

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"Umm, Professor... May I speak to you for a moment? It's about Harry."

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About Harry?

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"Yes Miss Granger, what is it?"

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I'd know that voice anywhere.
'Mr. Black, I'm afriad I have bad news.'
Even after fourteen years, her voice hasn't changed.

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"You know how Harry's broom got distroyed by the Whomping Willow?"
"Yes, yes, please do get to the point."
"Well, Harry got a new broom for Chrstimas. A Firebolt."

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So he did get the broom. I can feel my bout pulling into a canine smile, even around the mouthful of goose.

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"Yet he doesn't know who it is from. The thing is Professor, I think... and I really hope that I am wrong... I think it was from Sirius Black."

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What? How did she know?

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"Come along Miss Granger. I want a look at that broom."

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Oh god, I know that tone of voice.
Harry's oging to lose his broom. I just hope he gets it back as soon as they realize I didn't do anything to it. They'll never be able to trace it back to me. Everything was done in Harry's name. I haven't even seen the broom, let alone touch it.
I wish they'd all realize that I love him and would never do anything to him.

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I just want to make Wormy pay.