A/N: now we're getting somewhere.
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he allowed himself to mope around for a while, reading and rereading his letter, staying mostly up in the room, wondering how Tome was faring. Often, he found himself thinking (almost bitterly?) why he hadn't taken more pictures of her while he had had the chance. The one he did have was the one from the day she had left, and he kept it close at all times.
Yama (which was Japanese for 'mountain'), the name he had chosen for his owl, mostly flew in and out at will, and slept most of the day. Both there was a sense between the two, and Sirius knew that Yama was one Loyal Bird already.
Currently, three or four weeks after Tome had left, he was stroking Yama's head, talking to her.
"......... So, I guess I'd better get my school stuff, huh? There's already a lot of students, they're arriving every day. What do you think, Yama? Some fresh air? You can come out with me if you'd like, it's a little past lunch time."
Yama didn't make much of a noise, just blinked slowly, and then settled herself on Sirius's shoulder.
"I'll take that as a yes. Hey, I know, tonight, would you like to try delivering a letter to Tome? It'd give you something to do."
Hoot. Take that as a yes? Yes!
Picking himself up, Sirius marched out of his room and downstairs, out into the streets. The bank's storage of money was getting almost dangerously low, but he wasn't worried. There was still a fair amount left, which, he figured bitterly, his mother might still be adding to.
Having already figured the place out rather well, getting his things wasn't a problem or time-consuming thing, and Sirius dumped it all back in "his room" and suddenly wondered how he would be getting to the train station. Of course he could walk, but how long would that take? How early would he have to get up?
Sitting down, he pulled out some things, and began to scrawl a letter to Tome. He filled her in on his last few weeks of mopiness, asked her to write when she had a free moment, and send lots of pictures. To make sure she got the point, he got a picture of himself, all of his school stuff, and Yama, and put it with the letter. After securing it tightly to Yama's leg, he informed her where to go three times before letting her take off.
He watched the spot she had disappeared in the sky for a little while, then got up and decided he might as well prepare Hell for Hogwarts.
They'd regret ever accepting Sirius Black into their midst.
And so, by the time he got back into bed that night, he had all of his things packed, plus plenty of every sort of prankster thing ever, and then some. He knew his backpack would be too heavy to lift, but that was too bad.
The next day, after a big brunch, he went out to do nothing, seeing as all he could do was wander around. After a bit he got (and subscribed) for the newspaper (Daily Prophet) and entertained himself by reading through it. Then he got (and subscribed to) the Quibbler, a magazine that had stories so far-fetched they were hilarious.
He wandered around for a bit after that as well. There were a lot of muggles, right...
He stopped, then (with a small smirk), tailed a family of muggles as they went in circles, trying to figure out where to go. They were a family, a mum, a dad, and two girls, one bony and blond, one a little taller than the first, redheaded, and not-so-bony. Oval green eyes looked around anxiously as she and her family crowded around what was, apparently, her letter.
Muggles really were the most hilarious things on the face of the planet.
He marched up and pushed into with them, looking at her letter as well. They didn't even notice him.
"......... be the wrong place." The man was saying, frowning slightly.
"no, this is the right place, I'm sure of it! We followed that man's directions perfectly!" the woman insisted.
"You guys, let's go home. This is obviously a place full of freaks, and this stupid letter was only a practical joke." Said the bony blond.
"I'm afraid to say I might want to side with your sister on this one, Lily dear." The woman said.
Sirius decided now that it might be nice to break in.
"May I be of any assistance?" he asked pleasantly. They all four jumped and scrambled backwards. He blinked and smiled sweetly at them.
"Oh, err, yes, please," the man started hesitantly. "We got a letter saying that my daughter here is a witch, of all things, magical, and to come here... and now I'm afraid we're a bit-"
"-Lost?" Sirius finished, grinning wickedly.
"Y- yeah, how did you know?"
"Oh, I'm a wizard. Magical. I know all about you..."
"You do?" the bony blond trilled.
"You must be a wizard then, right?" asked the redhead, Lily.
Oh, this was much too good. So good, in fact, that all plans of befuddling the poor family before now wasted away. Now he just pitied them. The wicked smile slid off, and he sighed.
"Well, yes, in a matter of speaking. So it's only you, huh? That got a letter?"
"Yeah," Lily said.
"Can I see it?"
"Sure." She handed the parchment over to him, and he read through it quickly.
"oh, that's nice, I'm going to the same school." Sirius announced, handing it back to her. Now he addressed the full family. "If you haven't got an account, it's best you do that first. Currency exchange, too. Here, Gringots is this way." He began leading them, weaving through the crowd, speaking as he went. "I don't know how much you're going to need, you muggles with you mug-"
"Muggles?" the woman asked as they came to a stop in front of the doors to the bank.
"Those are non-magic folk. For example, you are all muggles, whereas - Lily, was it? - Lily is a witch. Read this before you enter." Sirius pointed to a sign, then went inside. He heard the man read aloud;
" 'Enter, stranger, but take heed, Of what awaits the sin of greed, For those who take, but do not earn, Must pay most dearly in their turn. So if you seek beneath our floors, A treasure that was never yours, Thief, you have been warned, beware, Of finding more than treasure there.' "
the four entered looking somewhat sick and scared. Sirius allowed himself a small smile of satisfaction.
"Be nice to the Goblins." He informed them, then led the way to a free one.
"Yes?" the goblin asked, hissing slightly and narrowing his eyes. He relaxed slightly. "Oh, Mr. Black, it's you. Again. And again. And again. What would you like this time?"
"Shush, you're supposed to be mysterious and scary to muggles," Sirius pointed out, grinning and pointing to the four standing behind him. "This girl here, Lily, Lily whateverherlastnameis, needs an account and currency exchange." Sirius reached behind him and pulled Lily forward. She squeaked, and the goblin leaned forward.
"Hmm, plenty of muggle borns this year already. I've dealt with three already today. Yes, and will you be making another withdrawal from your account, Mr. Black?"
"Not today, I'm still trying to memorize every curse in my DADA book."
The goblin tut-tutted. "Woes and worries lay ahead for the school once you enter it." He said, sitting back.
"You just figured that out?" Sirius backed away. "Right, so, have a nice day Mr. and Mrs. Lily's parents." He said, before turning his back and leaving. He snickered a little to himself as he left to wander around aimlessly again.
That had been somewhat more interesting.
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he allowed himself to mope around for a while, reading and rereading his letter, staying mostly up in the room, wondering how Tome was faring. Often, he found himself thinking (almost bitterly?) why he hadn't taken more pictures of her while he had had the chance. The one he did have was the one from the day she had left, and he kept it close at all times.
Yama (which was Japanese for 'mountain'), the name he had chosen for his owl, mostly flew in and out at will, and slept most of the day. Both there was a sense between the two, and Sirius knew that Yama was one Loyal Bird already.
Currently, three or four weeks after Tome had left, he was stroking Yama's head, talking to her.
"......... So, I guess I'd better get my school stuff, huh? There's already a lot of students, they're arriving every day. What do you think, Yama? Some fresh air? You can come out with me if you'd like, it's a little past lunch time."
Yama didn't make much of a noise, just blinked slowly, and then settled herself on Sirius's shoulder.
"I'll take that as a yes. Hey, I know, tonight, would you like to try delivering a letter to Tome? It'd give you something to do."
Hoot. Take that as a yes? Yes!
Picking himself up, Sirius marched out of his room and downstairs, out into the streets. The bank's storage of money was getting almost dangerously low, but he wasn't worried. There was still a fair amount left, which, he figured bitterly, his mother might still be adding to.
Having already figured the place out rather well, getting his things wasn't a problem or time-consuming thing, and Sirius dumped it all back in "his room" and suddenly wondered how he would be getting to the train station. Of course he could walk, but how long would that take? How early would he have to get up?
Sitting down, he pulled out some things, and began to scrawl a letter to Tome. He filled her in on his last few weeks of mopiness, asked her to write when she had a free moment, and send lots of pictures. To make sure she got the point, he got a picture of himself, all of his school stuff, and Yama, and put it with the letter. After securing it tightly to Yama's leg, he informed her where to go three times before letting her take off.
He watched the spot she had disappeared in the sky for a little while, then got up and decided he might as well prepare Hell for Hogwarts.
They'd regret ever accepting Sirius Black into their midst.
And so, by the time he got back into bed that night, he had all of his things packed, plus plenty of every sort of prankster thing ever, and then some. He knew his backpack would be too heavy to lift, but that was too bad.
The next day, after a big brunch, he went out to do nothing, seeing as all he could do was wander around. After a bit he got (and subscribed) for the newspaper (Daily Prophet) and entertained himself by reading through it. Then he got (and subscribed to) the Quibbler, a magazine that had stories so far-fetched they were hilarious.
He wandered around for a bit after that as well. There were a lot of muggles, right...
He stopped, then (with a small smirk), tailed a family of muggles as they went in circles, trying to figure out where to go. They were a family, a mum, a dad, and two girls, one bony and blond, one a little taller than the first, redheaded, and not-so-bony. Oval green eyes looked around anxiously as she and her family crowded around what was, apparently, her letter.
Muggles really were the most hilarious things on the face of the planet.
He marched up and pushed into with them, looking at her letter as well. They didn't even notice him.
"......... be the wrong place." The man was saying, frowning slightly.
"no, this is the right place, I'm sure of it! We followed that man's directions perfectly!" the woman insisted.
"You guys, let's go home. This is obviously a place full of freaks, and this stupid letter was only a practical joke." Said the bony blond.
"I'm afraid to say I might want to side with your sister on this one, Lily dear." The woman said.
Sirius decided now that it might be nice to break in.
"May I be of any assistance?" he asked pleasantly. They all four jumped and scrambled backwards. He blinked and smiled sweetly at them.
"Oh, err, yes, please," the man started hesitantly. "We got a letter saying that my daughter here is a witch, of all things, magical, and to come here... and now I'm afraid we're a bit-"
"-Lost?" Sirius finished, grinning wickedly.
"Y- yeah, how did you know?"
"Oh, I'm a wizard. Magical. I know all about you..."
"You do?" the bony blond trilled.
"You must be a wizard then, right?" asked the redhead, Lily.
Oh, this was much too good. So good, in fact, that all plans of befuddling the poor family before now wasted away. Now he just pitied them. The wicked smile slid off, and he sighed.
"Well, yes, in a matter of speaking. So it's only you, huh? That got a letter?"
"Yeah," Lily said.
"Can I see it?"
"Sure." She handed the parchment over to him, and he read through it quickly.
"oh, that's nice, I'm going to the same school." Sirius announced, handing it back to her. Now he addressed the full family. "If you haven't got an account, it's best you do that first. Currency exchange, too. Here, Gringots is this way." He began leading them, weaving through the crowd, speaking as he went. "I don't know how much you're going to need, you muggles with you mug-"
"Muggles?" the woman asked as they came to a stop in front of the doors to the bank.
"Those are non-magic folk. For example, you are all muggles, whereas - Lily, was it? - Lily is a witch. Read this before you enter." Sirius pointed to a sign, then went inside. He heard the man read aloud;
" 'Enter, stranger, but take heed, Of what awaits the sin of greed, For those who take, but do not earn, Must pay most dearly in their turn. So if you seek beneath our floors, A treasure that was never yours, Thief, you have been warned, beware, Of finding more than treasure there.' "
the four entered looking somewhat sick and scared. Sirius allowed himself a small smile of satisfaction.
"Be nice to the Goblins." He informed them, then led the way to a free one.
"Yes?" the goblin asked, hissing slightly and narrowing his eyes. He relaxed slightly. "Oh, Mr. Black, it's you. Again. And again. And again. What would you like this time?"
"Shush, you're supposed to be mysterious and scary to muggles," Sirius pointed out, grinning and pointing to the four standing behind him. "This girl here, Lily, Lily whateverherlastnameis, needs an account and currency exchange." Sirius reached behind him and pulled Lily forward. She squeaked, and the goblin leaned forward.
"Hmm, plenty of muggle borns this year already. I've dealt with three already today. Yes, and will you be making another withdrawal from your account, Mr. Black?"
"Not today, I'm still trying to memorize every curse in my DADA book."
The goblin tut-tutted. "Woes and worries lay ahead for the school once you enter it." He said, sitting back.
"You just figured that out?" Sirius backed away. "Right, so, have a nice day Mr. and Mrs. Lily's parents." He said, before turning his back and leaving. He snickered a little to himself as he left to wander around aimlessly again.
That had been somewhat more interesting.