A/N: Kay I'll keep the OCs to just Tadhg and Diablo. I was thinking bout
using Zeta, but if I used him I'd have to use his little brother Psi. If
any of you have charas that you'd like to make an appearance just leave a
review telling me about 'em an' I'll see what I can do. Anyway. I was
thinking 'bout making this a Draco/Harry fic. Let me know what you think.
If more don't want me to do that then I won't. I want to write this as much
for you as I'm writing this for me.
Disclaimer: Same as the previous one. Tadhg and Diablo are all mine. Hehe, my sexy bishies. All the rest is J. K. Rowling's.
Diablo took his seat next to his brother, Sirius on his other side. He introduced Black to his younger brother, Tadhg, who only nodded politely. He would have smiled, but neither brother smiled in public. Sirius frowned when he couldn't get Tadhg to talk to him until Diablo explained that his brother's accent was worse than his own and unless you were used to it, it was quite literally impossible to understand him even when you paid the utmost attention.
Sirius laughed, "Must be great in classes. The teacher can never call on you. Man I wish I had that luck before. They kept calling on me every time I didn't know the answer. James would have to whisper it to me."
"I should teach you our Bulgarian-Ukrainian dialect or the demon tongue while you are here. It would please Tadhg to be able to talk to someone other than me. Although Blaize is learning. slowly."
"Hey, I'm not doing all that bad! I'm getting the hang of it," a dark haired boy sat down at the table across from Tadhg and grinned at Sirius. "I'm Blaize, nice to meet you!"
"I'm Sirius, your new roomie!" he smiled turning to Diablo. "That'd be great! Does Blaize know 'bout you and Tadhg?"
"It is better to be born into it than to learn it, but it can be done. Much like learning English. And yes, he has been informed of it."
"I think it's pretty cool actually. The teachers all know and are basically scared of him. He can get away with anything he wants to. Only Hagrid and Dumbledore aren't afraid to cross him or Tadhg," Blaize whispered conspiratorially. He smiled at the blonde boy who slid onto the seat next to him.
"You must be Draco. You look just like your father," Sirius held back a snicker as the boy glared at him.
"That's Malfoy to you, Black. Don't think I will like you just because you are now a Slytherin instead of a Gryffindor," he sneered distastefully turning to look at Diablo. "And here I thought you could not sink any lower. You know perfectly well that he belongs in Gryffindor."
"Draco, I suggest that you remember your place. Black is still older than you by three years and from what I have been told, he will not hesitate to make your life a living nightmare. And he knows where you sleep. As do I. I will not hesitate to burn everything you hold dear in our room. I am sure you will remember the last time you doubted my word. Your parents were not pleased," Diablo reminded the seventh year calmly. Draco wasn't always annoying, only when his superiority complex kicked in.
"He's right y'know. I will have no problem pulling pranks or hexing you. And trust me, I learned a lot in my three years after I graduated, things that could make you squirm," he resumed eating once he saw Malfoy's face pale. The rest of the feast went fairly smoothly, once Draco had calmed down his temper and had stopped glaring at his roommates.
"When will you introduce me to Harry?" Sirius held the demon back after the feast was over.
"Now. Dumbledore should have asked him to remain behind," Diablo brought him over to the now empty Gryffindor table. Well it was almost empty. One boy sat alone at it, nervously fiddling with his wand.
"Harry?" the boy in question jumped, spinning around to face the Slytherins. His green eyes widened, a grin spreading across his face.
"Sirius?!" he jumped up, hugging the teen as Sirius laughed, hugging his godson back.
"I will be in the library when you wish to return to the dorms. I will leave you alone to, how you say, catch up," his lips curved into a small smile before he left the Great Hall.
"I've missed you Har'. Even though I just saw you this morning. but you were a baby then," Sirius chuckled hugging the boy again. "I figured I'd hang around with you, since I'm closer to your age now than your dad's. Sound good?"
"Yes! Mum and Dad showed me all the pictures they had of you and they told about all the pranks you pulled and everything. But, why'd they put you into Slytherin? Dad said you were in Gryffindor with him."
"I was, but there was no room for me, so Dumbledore placed me in Slytherin. I've made friends with Diablo and Tadhg and I've gotten Malfoy afraid to cross me, so it isn't all that bad," Sirius shrugged. "Anyway, I'm glad my idea worked and that you're safe, but I'm sorry I wasn't around to watch you grow up. I would have liked to see that. Yes, yes I'll stop acting like an adult now. Just had to get that out of the way," Sirius grinned, sitting down at the table.
"It's alright. You're here now. Mum, Dad, and Uncle Remus will be happy to see you again. They missed you. The Shintanis? Don't they make you nervous?" his head tilted to the side a bit in curiosity. The Shintanis had a reputation for making everyone nervous including their own house. Even the teachers tried to avoid crossing them whenever possible, Snape included. Only Blaize Zambini, Hagrid and Dumbledore seemed to be brave enough to befriend them.
"Why should they? They're just like us Har'. They're different, yes, but so are we. They're essentially just as human as we are. They have their reasons for avoiding people getting close. Not everyone would understand. They aren't dangerous, Harry. I should have you get to know them. I think you might like them."
"If you're sure," he replied hesitantly. They still made him nervous.
"Sure am! Did James give you his map and cloak?" he leaned forward towards Harry, a mischievous glint in his eyes.
"Yeah."
"Great! I was hoping he had. It makes pranks a lot easier."
"But."
"Oh come on Harry. It's your seventh year. You have to live up to the Marauder's legacy. I'll make sure you pass your NEWTs. I've already taken them so I know what they're like. Don't worry."
Harry groaned, head falling down to land on the table as Sirius just laughed and tugged his godson up. "Come on. I'll introduce you to Diablo." He dragged Harry off towards the library and over towards his roommate.
"Are you ready to return?" Diablo asked, not looking up from his book.
"Naw, not yet. Wanted you to meet Harry."
He looked up, raising an eyebrow at the boy. "Hello, Potter."
"Har. Harry's fine," he stuttered, nerves causing his voice to come out unsteady.
"Alright. Harry. You may call me Diablo," he nodded in greeting, long hair falling into his face. He tucked it back behind his ears again with delicate hands. "I apologize that the Slytherins have given you such trouble in the past. I assure you, I had no part of it."
"Thank you," Harry smiled. The Slytherin didn't seem so imposing now that he was talking to him. Appearances weren't everything, it seemed.
Harry wrapped the invisibility cloak around himself after saying his good byes to his godfather and his new friend a few hours later. Diablo was quiet, but he was interesting. Sirius kept the topic jumping from one thing to another quite effortlessly. Diablo and Sirius left a few minutes after Harry had departed, and headed back to their dorm to where the head of house was waiting.
"Well, well, well. Black, we meet again."
Disclaimer: Same as the previous one. Tadhg and Diablo are all mine. Hehe, my sexy bishies. All the rest is J. K. Rowling's.
Diablo took his seat next to his brother, Sirius on his other side. He introduced Black to his younger brother, Tadhg, who only nodded politely. He would have smiled, but neither brother smiled in public. Sirius frowned when he couldn't get Tadhg to talk to him until Diablo explained that his brother's accent was worse than his own and unless you were used to it, it was quite literally impossible to understand him even when you paid the utmost attention.
Sirius laughed, "Must be great in classes. The teacher can never call on you. Man I wish I had that luck before. They kept calling on me every time I didn't know the answer. James would have to whisper it to me."
"I should teach you our Bulgarian-Ukrainian dialect or the demon tongue while you are here. It would please Tadhg to be able to talk to someone other than me. Although Blaize is learning. slowly."
"Hey, I'm not doing all that bad! I'm getting the hang of it," a dark haired boy sat down at the table across from Tadhg and grinned at Sirius. "I'm Blaize, nice to meet you!"
"I'm Sirius, your new roomie!" he smiled turning to Diablo. "That'd be great! Does Blaize know 'bout you and Tadhg?"
"It is better to be born into it than to learn it, but it can be done. Much like learning English. And yes, he has been informed of it."
"I think it's pretty cool actually. The teachers all know and are basically scared of him. He can get away with anything he wants to. Only Hagrid and Dumbledore aren't afraid to cross him or Tadhg," Blaize whispered conspiratorially. He smiled at the blonde boy who slid onto the seat next to him.
"You must be Draco. You look just like your father," Sirius held back a snicker as the boy glared at him.
"That's Malfoy to you, Black. Don't think I will like you just because you are now a Slytherin instead of a Gryffindor," he sneered distastefully turning to look at Diablo. "And here I thought you could not sink any lower. You know perfectly well that he belongs in Gryffindor."
"Draco, I suggest that you remember your place. Black is still older than you by three years and from what I have been told, he will not hesitate to make your life a living nightmare. And he knows where you sleep. As do I. I will not hesitate to burn everything you hold dear in our room. I am sure you will remember the last time you doubted my word. Your parents were not pleased," Diablo reminded the seventh year calmly. Draco wasn't always annoying, only when his superiority complex kicked in.
"He's right y'know. I will have no problem pulling pranks or hexing you. And trust me, I learned a lot in my three years after I graduated, things that could make you squirm," he resumed eating once he saw Malfoy's face pale. The rest of the feast went fairly smoothly, once Draco had calmed down his temper and had stopped glaring at his roommates.
"When will you introduce me to Harry?" Sirius held the demon back after the feast was over.
"Now. Dumbledore should have asked him to remain behind," Diablo brought him over to the now empty Gryffindor table. Well it was almost empty. One boy sat alone at it, nervously fiddling with his wand.
"Harry?" the boy in question jumped, spinning around to face the Slytherins. His green eyes widened, a grin spreading across his face.
"Sirius?!" he jumped up, hugging the teen as Sirius laughed, hugging his godson back.
"I will be in the library when you wish to return to the dorms. I will leave you alone to, how you say, catch up," his lips curved into a small smile before he left the Great Hall.
"I've missed you Har'. Even though I just saw you this morning. but you were a baby then," Sirius chuckled hugging the boy again. "I figured I'd hang around with you, since I'm closer to your age now than your dad's. Sound good?"
"Yes! Mum and Dad showed me all the pictures they had of you and they told about all the pranks you pulled and everything. But, why'd they put you into Slytherin? Dad said you were in Gryffindor with him."
"I was, but there was no room for me, so Dumbledore placed me in Slytherin. I've made friends with Diablo and Tadhg and I've gotten Malfoy afraid to cross me, so it isn't all that bad," Sirius shrugged. "Anyway, I'm glad my idea worked and that you're safe, but I'm sorry I wasn't around to watch you grow up. I would have liked to see that. Yes, yes I'll stop acting like an adult now. Just had to get that out of the way," Sirius grinned, sitting down at the table.
"It's alright. You're here now. Mum, Dad, and Uncle Remus will be happy to see you again. They missed you. The Shintanis? Don't they make you nervous?" his head tilted to the side a bit in curiosity. The Shintanis had a reputation for making everyone nervous including their own house. Even the teachers tried to avoid crossing them whenever possible, Snape included. Only Blaize Zambini, Hagrid and Dumbledore seemed to be brave enough to befriend them.
"Why should they? They're just like us Har'. They're different, yes, but so are we. They're essentially just as human as we are. They have their reasons for avoiding people getting close. Not everyone would understand. They aren't dangerous, Harry. I should have you get to know them. I think you might like them."
"If you're sure," he replied hesitantly. They still made him nervous.
"Sure am! Did James give you his map and cloak?" he leaned forward towards Harry, a mischievous glint in his eyes.
"Yeah."
"Great! I was hoping he had. It makes pranks a lot easier."
"But."
"Oh come on Harry. It's your seventh year. You have to live up to the Marauder's legacy. I'll make sure you pass your NEWTs. I've already taken them so I know what they're like. Don't worry."
Harry groaned, head falling down to land on the table as Sirius just laughed and tugged his godson up. "Come on. I'll introduce you to Diablo." He dragged Harry off towards the library and over towards his roommate.
"Are you ready to return?" Diablo asked, not looking up from his book.
"Naw, not yet. Wanted you to meet Harry."
He looked up, raising an eyebrow at the boy. "Hello, Potter."
"Har. Harry's fine," he stuttered, nerves causing his voice to come out unsteady.
"Alright. Harry. You may call me Diablo," he nodded in greeting, long hair falling into his face. He tucked it back behind his ears again with delicate hands. "I apologize that the Slytherins have given you such trouble in the past. I assure you, I had no part of it."
"Thank you," Harry smiled. The Slytherin didn't seem so imposing now that he was talking to him. Appearances weren't everything, it seemed.
Harry wrapped the invisibility cloak around himself after saying his good byes to his godfather and his new friend a few hours later. Diablo was quiet, but he was interesting. Sirius kept the topic jumping from one thing to another quite effortlessly. Diablo and Sirius left a few minutes after Harry had departed, and headed back to their dorm to where the head of house was waiting.
"Well, well, well. Black, we meet again."