Russell stood framed in the doorway. I looked at them all. They were
completely stumped as to who he was.
My cousin Emily came in and Marilyn looked around.
"Man this is really cool!" She played with her tongue ring, and smiled.
"Having fun?" She asked.
I grinned back at her.
"I saw Wood Harry." She smiled.
"Not to be rude, he began, but who are you people?"
I cleared my throat, "That's Emmie, that's Russell, and that's Marilyn."
Russell looked at Sirius. Sirius looked at him. Russell extended his hand to him, and he took it. "Sirius Black." He said. "I'm as you know, Russell Knouss."
They both smiled at each other. Everyone began talking. Dumbledore looked at us all, and cleared his throat. "Mr. Knouss?" Russell had a thick sheaf of papers clutched in his hand. He shakily placed them on the desk. He looked over at Sirius.
"I can visit her anytime I want right?" He asked, forcing himself to hold back tears.
"Sure, definitely."
He gripped his pen, but every time he went to put his hand on the paper, he pulled his hand away. Everyone had crowded him, not really though, they were mostly watching him.
"I. I can't sign this." He said.
Sirius said nothing. I just began to cry, Emmie just looked at me, and Marilyn looked at Russell.
"It's not that I don't want you to be with your real father. He began. It's just, I just. Can't."
"I understand." Said Sirius from in back of him.
"I mean, do I have to sign her off completely?" He asked.
"We could have joint custody, in case anything was to happen." He said.
"Yeah, I could deal with that." He said.
Dumbledore flipped a few pages, and Sirius came, and stood beside him. Russell signed Russell S. Knouss, It came out thick with the quill, and Sirius signed, Sirius G. Black. Once done, they slid the paper's over to Dumbledore, who documented it.
"You take good care of her." Said Russell.
"Trust me, I will." He swore.
Russell smiled, and so did he. We walked out running into Fred and George. "We heard you're cleared," Beamed Fred. "We thought we'd take you to the Three Broomsticks, and order some Butterbeers."
Sirius smiled. "Sure, definitely." He answered.
We arrived at the tree broomsticks cold, and shivering, eventhough the weather was thawing; it still managed to be extremely cold. We entered the pub, and our coldness melted into the room as we sat down.
"We'll be back."
Fred and George walked over to Madame Rosemerta, and ordered eight Butterbeers. Harry began emptying his pockets onto the table; he pulled out the Maurder's Map, and set it on the table unfolded. Sirius looked at it.
"Is this what I think it is?" He asked him. Harry smiled.
Sirius put my wand to the tip of the parchment, and whispered something, and a map sprang onto the page.
"Wow," He muttered, watching the miniscule black dots walk along the parchment paper.
"James would be delighted to know you had this." He said his eyes shining.
Then words scrawled onto the page. "Moony, and Prongs bid Mr. Padfoot Hello." Sirius grinned.
"You have no idea how awesome this is!" He said, watching the paper.
Fred and George looked at him.
"You're Padfoot?" They chorused together.
He nodded uncertainly.
"Wow! You're our hero!"
Sirius smiled. "You had it too then? He asked.
"Did we? Hell yes we did! We gave it to him, we know it by heart."
"Just what it was meant for." He smiled.
"I never really thought James's own son would ever have it, but then again, who am I to assume, you turned out to be just like him."
Marilyn just sat there, and looked. She was in kind of a daze really. Emily was busy talking to Russell, and I also watched.
Harry looked at Sirius. "What was he like?" He asked, taking a swig of his Butterbeer.
"Adventurous, Smart, Damn good on a Broomstick, Harry smiled. Mischievous, Fun. He was everything really. Nice, Considerate, he really loved your mother by the way, and he really loved you too."
Harry just looked at him awestruck. Speechless.
"He must've been a real great guy, too bad I never knew em'."
"Sure you do Harry, he's in your heart isn't he?"
"Yeah, but that's completely different."
Sirius sighed. "Do you realize I have two of you now?"
I looked at him, and then to Harry.
"What'd you mean two of you?" I asked.
"I'm Harry's Godfather, I promised him he could move in as soon as my name was cleared."
"Oh," I replied.
The whole mental image of having my Dad all to myself just blew up in my face.
I just sort of sat there, and thought, How could he do this? But then I would think, Harry and Sirius have been planning this way before I even came into the picture. Or I would think this really sucks. But other then that, I just let it smooth itself over. I'm pretty sure everything will work out fine. I reassured myself.
Marilyn suddenly stood up. Russell and Emmie looked at her.
"Look,"
Sirius turned around and saw a black cloaked figure begin to sweep its way into the pub, it's hood up, concealing its face.
"I have a really weird feeling about that guy." She said.
The cloaked figure began over towards our table. Russell watched. I noticed he was headed more in my direction then anyone else's.
I grabbed my wand from the table, noticing he had his in hand.
"What do you want?" I asked.
He still had his wand in his hand, out of instinct I pointed mine at him.
"Expelleramus!" I shouted.
His wand soared in the air, and I caught it, and tossed it to Marilyn. She had the one I tossed her at ready too, just in case he tried to pull anything.
"You're smarter then when I last saw you." I for some errie reason. I Could tell he was smiling underneath that shadow.
He came closer, and Russell stood up, along with everyone else, but he moved in front of me.
"Answer her question," He said venomously, his green eyes flashing dangerously.
He put his hood down, his hair wasn't exactly spiked, but it was messy. He had it greenish blue, and Amber eyes.
"Damien!" I exclaimed flinging my arms around him.
Everyone had a "What the hell?" Look on their faces. "Who's he?" Asked Ron, voicing everyone's thoughts.
"I've known him for a while. I said, you should know him Russ." I added.
Russell looked harder.
"Its you! He said. Sid's first boyfriend."
Sirius looked at him, and then at me. "Really?" He asked.
"Really," I answered looking at him.
Eventually he left, and we did too. The sky was blotted black, and royal blue shadowing the stars overhead. I breathed in the icy night air, as we entered the Castle together, and I wished them goodbye. Knowing I would see them all this summer. I knew it would top every one.
My cousin Emily came in and Marilyn looked around.
"Man this is really cool!" She played with her tongue ring, and smiled.
"Having fun?" She asked.
I grinned back at her.
"I saw Wood Harry." She smiled.
"Not to be rude, he began, but who are you people?"
I cleared my throat, "That's Emmie, that's Russell, and that's Marilyn."
Russell looked at Sirius. Sirius looked at him. Russell extended his hand to him, and he took it. "Sirius Black." He said. "I'm as you know, Russell Knouss."
They both smiled at each other. Everyone began talking. Dumbledore looked at us all, and cleared his throat. "Mr. Knouss?" Russell had a thick sheaf of papers clutched in his hand. He shakily placed them on the desk. He looked over at Sirius.
"I can visit her anytime I want right?" He asked, forcing himself to hold back tears.
"Sure, definitely."
He gripped his pen, but every time he went to put his hand on the paper, he pulled his hand away. Everyone had crowded him, not really though, they were mostly watching him.
"I. I can't sign this." He said.
Sirius said nothing. I just began to cry, Emmie just looked at me, and Marilyn looked at Russell.
"It's not that I don't want you to be with your real father. He began. It's just, I just. Can't."
"I understand." Said Sirius from in back of him.
"I mean, do I have to sign her off completely?" He asked.
"We could have joint custody, in case anything was to happen." He said.
"Yeah, I could deal with that." He said.
Dumbledore flipped a few pages, and Sirius came, and stood beside him. Russell signed Russell S. Knouss, It came out thick with the quill, and Sirius signed, Sirius G. Black. Once done, they slid the paper's over to Dumbledore, who documented it.
"You take good care of her." Said Russell.
"Trust me, I will." He swore.
Russell smiled, and so did he. We walked out running into Fred and George. "We heard you're cleared," Beamed Fred. "We thought we'd take you to the Three Broomsticks, and order some Butterbeers."
Sirius smiled. "Sure, definitely." He answered.
We arrived at the tree broomsticks cold, and shivering, eventhough the weather was thawing; it still managed to be extremely cold. We entered the pub, and our coldness melted into the room as we sat down.
"We'll be back."
Fred and George walked over to Madame Rosemerta, and ordered eight Butterbeers. Harry began emptying his pockets onto the table; he pulled out the Maurder's Map, and set it on the table unfolded. Sirius looked at it.
"Is this what I think it is?" He asked him. Harry smiled.
Sirius put my wand to the tip of the parchment, and whispered something, and a map sprang onto the page.
"Wow," He muttered, watching the miniscule black dots walk along the parchment paper.
"James would be delighted to know you had this." He said his eyes shining.
Then words scrawled onto the page. "Moony, and Prongs bid Mr. Padfoot Hello." Sirius grinned.
"You have no idea how awesome this is!" He said, watching the paper.
Fred and George looked at him.
"You're Padfoot?" They chorused together.
He nodded uncertainly.
"Wow! You're our hero!"
Sirius smiled. "You had it too then? He asked.
"Did we? Hell yes we did! We gave it to him, we know it by heart."
"Just what it was meant for." He smiled.
"I never really thought James's own son would ever have it, but then again, who am I to assume, you turned out to be just like him."
Marilyn just sat there, and looked. She was in kind of a daze really. Emily was busy talking to Russell, and I also watched.
Harry looked at Sirius. "What was he like?" He asked, taking a swig of his Butterbeer.
"Adventurous, Smart, Damn good on a Broomstick, Harry smiled. Mischievous, Fun. He was everything really. Nice, Considerate, he really loved your mother by the way, and he really loved you too."
Harry just looked at him awestruck. Speechless.
"He must've been a real great guy, too bad I never knew em'."
"Sure you do Harry, he's in your heart isn't he?"
"Yeah, but that's completely different."
Sirius sighed. "Do you realize I have two of you now?"
I looked at him, and then to Harry.
"What'd you mean two of you?" I asked.
"I'm Harry's Godfather, I promised him he could move in as soon as my name was cleared."
"Oh," I replied.
The whole mental image of having my Dad all to myself just blew up in my face.
I just sort of sat there, and thought, How could he do this? But then I would think, Harry and Sirius have been planning this way before I even came into the picture. Or I would think this really sucks. But other then that, I just let it smooth itself over. I'm pretty sure everything will work out fine. I reassured myself.
Marilyn suddenly stood up. Russell and Emmie looked at her.
"Look,"
Sirius turned around and saw a black cloaked figure begin to sweep its way into the pub, it's hood up, concealing its face.
"I have a really weird feeling about that guy." She said.
The cloaked figure began over towards our table. Russell watched. I noticed he was headed more in my direction then anyone else's.
I grabbed my wand from the table, noticing he had his in hand.
"What do you want?" I asked.
He still had his wand in his hand, out of instinct I pointed mine at him.
"Expelleramus!" I shouted.
His wand soared in the air, and I caught it, and tossed it to Marilyn. She had the one I tossed her at ready too, just in case he tried to pull anything.
"You're smarter then when I last saw you." I for some errie reason. I Could tell he was smiling underneath that shadow.
He came closer, and Russell stood up, along with everyone else, but he moved in front of me.
"Answer her question," He said venomously, his green eyes flashing dangerously.
He put his hood down, his hair wasn't exactly spiked, but it was messy. He had it greenish blue, and Amber eyes.
"Damien!" I exclaimed flinging my arms around him.
Everyone had a "What the hell?" Look on their faces. "Who's he?" Asked Ron, voicing everyone's thoughts.
"I've known him for a while. I said, you should know him Russ." I added.
Russell looked harder.
"Its you! He said. Sid's first boyfriend."
Sirius looked at him, and then at me. "Really?" He asked.
"Really," I answered looking at him.
Eventually he left, and we did too. The sky was blotted black, and royal blue shadowing the stars overhead. I breathed in the icy night air, as we entered the Castle together, and I wished them goodbye. Knowing I would see them all this summer. I knew it would top every one.
