Chapter 2
Golden Ink
Sirius and Harry crept along the grounds at Hogwarts, as to not be noticed by anyone. They kept having to stop just encase Professor Snape or another Hogwarts teacher came out of nowhere. "Are we there yet?" Harry repeated for the eighth time. "Just a bit farther, oh stop quick I see something," Sirius whispered back. They both stopped frozen as if they had just seen a ghost, even though that wasn't really unusual at a school full of wizards. They stood there quietly for what seemed like ten whole minutes to Harry. Just when they thought it was safe Snape turned to corner and Harry could see that usual evil smirk on his face, as if he had just gotten Harry expelled. Snape's greasy hair remained uncut on his head and his nose seemed to somehow be bigger, Snape wasn't wearing his usual teaching robes but bright pink ones instead. Sirius was about to laugh; he couldn't hold it anymore when Harry heard Madame Pomfrey calling him back over to the castle. Snape re-entered the castle and Harry and Sirius burst out laughing, but what really bugged Harry was why he was wearing robes such as those ones. When Sirius told him it was probably his Quittich team, he'd heard of the Quiberion Quafflepunchers rumoured to have pink robes. "Why do you suppose he's wearing pink?" Asked Harry. Sirius gave another chuckle and replied, "Well, I'm not quite sure. But it was a hoot wasn't it?" "Yeah," replied Harry weakly. "I can't wait until I tell Ron and Hermoin- Oh why didn't I remember!" "Remember what?" Asked Sirius "I left my letters at home, and didn't send one to Hermoine yet." Replied Harry, "Ron's gift is probably there." "Remember Harry, Hedwig can find you anywhere. She might even be able to come here unspotted," Sirius added. Harry nodded as they began to walk again, not noticing the hovering shape behind them. The hovering shape was a Flabberwort, a scary but mostly harmless creature, mostly. As Harry and Sirius crept along the grounds with Sirius in the lead the Flabberwort got closer and closer to Harry. The Flabberwort stuck out its pathetically small teeth and hovered in right behind Harry. It then raised its head and dropped it down right into Harry's hood, not penetrating the thick cotton with its pathetically small teeth. Harry spun around and made a small gasp when Sirius covered his mouth. "It's just a Flabberwort Harry, if we don't move it will go away," Sirius told Harry as to not worry him. Harry nodded slightly and they stood there for around fifteen second when the Flabberwort floated blankly into the forest. Harry and Sirius walked on and finally reached the hut, they slid inside and Sirius began to make tea. "So what's this surprise?" Harry said as he looked around the small hut. "Well," Sirius said while pouring both of them tea. "I found something that I think would help you in this time of great darkness." "What is it?" Harry asked excitedly. Sirius reached into a box and started to shift things around when he pulled out a tattered old book. Sirius blew gently removing the dust to reveal in golden ink the name "James Potter." The rest of the dust cleared and it distinctively read, "James Potter's Journal Keep Out!" The ink was so beautiful Harry though as he looked in astonishment of the only real thing of his fathers he had ever seen, let alone touched well besides the invisibility cloak of course. "This is the journal your father wrote during his time at Hogwarts, it was very precious to him and he never let anyone read it," Sirius sighed slightly at this and then looked back at Harry. "Even I have not read it to respect his wishes and well I was thinking." "Could I read it?" Harry asked in a whisper still stuck in the essence of something his father owned. "Yes! That's your present, I wanted you to read about all the stuff we did and well maybe you'd be able to see why so many people were so fond of your father," Sirius said happily having a small smile on his face. "I believe that he mentioned your mother too in there, we all knew he was crazy about Lily from around second year on." At this Sirius gave a small chuckle and then he slowly moved the journal in his hands to Harry's open hands. Harry took the journal slowly examining it with ever centimetre it moved. Harry flipped the journal over and over not wanting to damage it but just to see the entirety of it. Harry's eyes were wide as he examined this journal; he looked at Sirius and smiled. Harry placed the journal on the table and stood he then walked next to Sirius and before you could say Quittich Harry was hugging Sirius so tightly he could have been killed. Sirius smiled knowing Harry was happy and a silent tear ran down his cheek. Sirius had finally done something great for Harry, and this was the best thing he felt he could do. Harry was crying silent tears and his glasses began to fog. Harry removed his glasses and rubbed his eyes, not embracing Sirius anymore. Thank you Harry murmured and then Harry hugged him tightly again sharing this moment with his godfather, and the nicest man he'd ever known. This was better then winning the Tri-wizard tournament, this was better then being head boy or anything. Harry finally felt as if he would know his parents in some way or another. This and the album of smiling pictures of his parents were the best things he'd ever received from anyone. There was only one way to truly figure out his dad and maybe his mum and this was his time to do it.
A/N well well well a journal eh? The title gave it away eh? Well I'm done the first 2 paragraphs in chp. 3 so those will up soon I hope lol. Not much more I can say but read on my Harry Potter lovers lol. And well thanks to anyone who reviews unless you're insulting my non J.K. Rowling type of writing. then I'll be forced to kill you. j/k hope you like it so far catch ya later! ~Madison. the author!~
Golden Ink
Sirius and Harry crept along the grounds at Hogwarts, as to not be noticed by anyone. They kept having to stop just encase Professor Snape or another Hogwarts teacher came out of nowhere. "Are we there yet?" Harry repeated for the eighth time. "Just a bit farther, oh stop quick I see something," Sirius whispered back. They both stopped frozen as if they had just seen a ghost, even though that wasn't really unusual at a school full of wizards. They stood there quietly for what seemed like ten whole minutes to Harry. Just when they thought it was safe Snape turned to corner and Harry could see that usual evil smirk on his face, as if he had just gotten Harry expelled. Snape's greasy hair remained uncut on his head and his nose seemed to somehow be bigger, Snape wasn't wearing his usual teaching robes but bright pink ones instead. Sirius was about to laugh; he couldn't hold it anymore when Harry heard Madame Pomfrey calling him back over to the castle. Snape re-entered the castle and Harry and Sirius burst out laughing, but what really bugged Harry was why he was wearing robes such as those ones. When Sirius told him it was probably his Quittich team, he'd heard of the Quiberion Quafflepunchers rumoured to have pink robes. "Why do you suppose he's wearing pink?" Asked Harry. Sirius gave another chuckle and replied, "Well, I'm not quite sure. But it was a hoot wasn't it?" "Yeah," replied Harry weakly. "I can't wait until I tell Ron and Hermoin- Oh why didn't I remember!" "Remember what?" Asked Sirius "I left my letters at home, and didn't send one to Hermoine yet." Replied Harry, "Ron's gift is probably there." "Remember Harry, Hedwig can find you anywhere. She might even be able to come here unspotted," Sirius added. Harry nodded as they began to walk again, not noticing the hovering shape behind them. The hovering shape was a Flabberwort, a scary but mostly harmless creature, mostly. As Harry and Sirius crept along the grounds with Sirius in the lead the Flabberwort got closer and closer to Harry. The Flabberwort stuck out its pathetically small teeth and hovered in right behind Harry. It then raised its head and dropped it down right into Harry's hood, not penetrating the thick cotton with its pathetically small teeth. Harry spun around and made a small gasp when Sirius covered his mouth. "It's just a Flabberwort Harry, if we don't move it will go away," Sirius told Harry as to not worry him. Harry nodded slightly and they stood there for around fifteen second when the Flabberwort floated blankly into the forest. Harry and Sirius walked on and finally reached the hut, they slid inside and Sirius began to make tea. "So what's this surprise?" Harry said as he looked around the small hut. "Well," Sirius said while pouring both of them tea. "I found something that I think would help you in this time of great darkness." "What is it?" Harry asked excitedly. Sirius reached into a box and started to shift things around when he pulled out a tattered old book. Sirius blew gently removing the dust to reveal in golden ink the name "James Potter." The rest of the dust cleared and it distinctively read, "James Potter's Journal Keep Out!" The ink was so beautiful Harry though as he looked in astonishment of the only real thing of his fathers he had ever seen, let alone touched well besides the invisibility cloak of course. "This is the journal your father wrote during his time at Hogwarts, it was very precious to him and he never let anyone read it," Sirius sighed slightly at this and then looked back at Harry. "Even I have not read it to respect his wishes and well I was thinking." "Could I read it?" Harry asked in a whisper still stuck in the essence of something his father owned. "Yes! That's your present, I wanted you to read about all the stuff we did and well maybe you'd be able to see why so many people were so fond of your father," Sirius said happily having a small smile on his face. "I believe that he mentioned your mother too in there, we all knew he was crazy about Lily from around second year on." At this Sirius gave a small chuckle and then he slowly moved the journal in his hands to Harry's open hands. Harry took the journal slowly examining it with ever centimetre it moved. Harry flipped the journal over and over not wanting to damage it but just to see the entirety of it. Harry's eyes were wide as he examined this journal; he looked at Sirius and smiled. Harry placed the journal on the table and stood he then walked next to Sirius and before you could say Quittich Harry was hugging Sirius so tightly he could have been killed. Sirius smiled knowing Harry was happy and a silent tear ran down his cheek. Sirius had finally done something great for Harry, and this was the best thing he felt he could do. Harry was crying silent tears and his glasses began to fog. Harry removed his glasses and rubbed his eyes, not embracing Sirius anymore. Thank you Harry murmured and then Harry hugged him tightly again sharing this moment with his godfather, and the nicest man he'd ever known. This was better then winning the Tri-wizard tournament, this was better then being head boy or anything. Harry finally felt as if he would know his parents in some way or another. This and the album of smiling pictures of his parents were the best things he'd ever received from anyone. There was only one way to truly figure out his dad and maybe his mum and this was his time to do it.
A/N well well well a journal eh? The title gave it away eh? Well I'm done the first 2 paragraphs in chp. 3 so those will up soon I hope lol. Not much more I can say but read on my Harry Potter lovers lol. And well thanks to anyone who reviews unless you're insulting my non J.K. Rowling type of writing. then I'll be forced to kill you. j/k hope you like it so far catch ya later! ~Madison. the author!~