The Second Chapter!
Disclaimer: I own none of these characters.
I hate it that Sirius died!! JK is an evil woman.just plain evil! No not really, but I wish he wouldn't have died!
Well I would like to thank Aphrodite for reviewing my last chapter, and I am sorry about my typos! Like where I put that Harry was Sirius' grandson instead of godson.(! (Thank you Aphrodite for telling me about that one!!) I am sorry everyone. Well, I hope everyone likes this chapter, please RR!
Harry got up and picked up the pieces of mirror he had strewn across the floor and put them in his school trunk. He still couldn't believe that that Sirius had come back and spoke to him again.
Sirius didn't want Harry blaming himself for his death. He felt as though a wait was lifted from his shoulders.
Sirius doesn't blame me!! Harry thought.
He wanted to tell some one, write someone, scream at the top of his lungs! He just couldn't believe it.
With a smile on his face, Harry thought how Ron and Hermione would take the news about Sirius.
He could see Ron with an awed look on his face, saying Blimey Harry, how did that happen? And Hermione would be looking through all the books she owned, trying to find a reasonable explanation for his reappearance.
Although Harry was still sad about Sirius' death, he was in the best mood he had been in since the Department of Mysteries incident. He had gotten what he wished for, a last talk with Sirius! He felt nothing could make his happiness go away. But then, he heard a voice that could even make Dementers go crazy: Mr. Dursley's.
Boy, you better get out here now, Uncle Vernon growled. You have some explaining to do.
Harry walked slowly out of his room. What did I do this time, Harry thought?
"What?" said Harry coolly.
"I thought I told you that I was tired of all these owls!" yelled his Uncle.
"Wh--?"
Harry was taken aback from the owls zooming around the kitchen. One of them was now perched on Dudley's boulder sized head.
"MUUUM!" Dudley wailed.
"Shoo" Aunt Petunia said hoarsely to the owl. The owl just stared at her and hooted, then gave Dudley a nice little "present" atop his head. His aunt was now waving her hands around in the air, looking quite comical. "Oh Dudley! This filthy owl has probably given you rabies or some other disease by now!" said Aunt Petunia frantically.
"He already has rabies", muttered Harry.
"What did you say boy?" Uncle Vernon said.
"Oh, Nothing."
"Well, Explain yourself boy! Why are these filthy owls here?"
Harry then remembered that the window in his room was closed, and with all the excitement with Sirius, he didn't hear any pecking in the window. So naturally, the owls found another way in the house from a different open window.
"Um.what does it matter to you?" Harry said quickly.
And with that, Harry called the owls to him and pulled their letters and packages off. He told them Thank you each in turn and then sent them off.
"Well.Bye then!" Harry said hurriedly and ran back to his room. But before he closed the door to his room, he glanced back to the kitchen one time. He saw that the owls that came left the dursleys a lot of little "presents" in the kitchen for them to clean up.
Ha! Harry thought. Nice job Owls!
Harry then shut his door and opened his first letter.
A/N: Hey everyone! I hope you liked this Chapter, it may be a little boring, but the next chapter will tell what all the letters were about! Please RR, even if you didn't like it. Thank you!
Disclaimer: I own none of these characters.
I hate it that Sirius died!! JK is an evil woman.just plain evil! No not really, but I wish he wouldn't have died!
Well I would like to thank Aphrodite for reviewing my last chapter, and I am sorry about my typos! Like where I put that Harry was Sirius' grandson instead of godson.(! (Thank you Aphrodite for telling me about that one!!) I am sorry everyone. Well, I hope everyone likes this chapter, please RR!
Harry got up and picked up the pieces of mirror he had strewn across the floor and put them in his school trunk. He still couldn't believe that that Sirius had come back and spoke to him again.
Sirius didn't want Harry blaming himself for his death. He felt as though a wait was lifted from his shoulders.
Sirius doesn't blame me!! Harry thought.
He wanted to tell some one, write someone, scream at the top of his lungs! He just couldn't believe it.
With a smile on his face, Harry thought how Ron and Hermione would take the news about Sirius.
He could see Ron with an awed look on his face, saying Blimey Harry, how did that happen? And Hermione would be looking through all the books she owned, trying to find a reasonable explanation for his reappearance.
Although Harry was still sad about Sirius' death, he was in the best mood he had been in since the Department of Mysteries incident. He had gotten what he wished for, a last talk with Sirius! He felt nothing could make his happiness go away. But then, he heard a voice that could even make Dementers go crazy: Mr. Dursley's.
Boy, you better get out here now, Uncle Vernon growled. You have some explaining to do.
Harry walked slowly out of his room. What did I do this time, Harry thought?
"What?" said Harry coolly.
"I thought I told you that I was tired of all these owls!" yelled his Uncle.
"Wh--?"
Harry was taken aback from the owls zooming around the kitchen. One of them was now perched on Dudley's boulder sized head.
"MUUUM!" Dudley wailed.
"Shoo" Aunt Petunia said hoarsely to the owl. The owl just stared at her and hooted, then gave Dudley a nice little "present" atop his head. His aunt was now waving her hands around in the air, looking quite comical. "Oh Dudley! This filthy owl has probably given you rabies or some other disease by now!" said Aunt Petunia frantically.
"He already has rabies", muttered Harry.
"What did you say boy?" Uncle Vernon said.
"Oh, Nothing."
"Well, Explain yourself boy! Why are these filthy owls here?"
Harry then remembered that the window in his room was closed, and with all the excitement with Sirius, he didn't hear any pecking in the window. So naturally, the owls found another way in the house from a different open window.
"Um.what does it matter to you?" Harry said quickly.
And with that, Harry called the owls to him and pulled their letters and packages off. He told them Thank you each in turn and then sent them off.
"Well.Bye then!" Harry said hurriedly and ran back to his room. But before he closed the door to his room, he glanced back to the kitchen one time. He saw that the owls that came left the dursleys a lot of little "presents" in the kitchen for them to clean up.
Ha! Harry thought. Nice job Owls!
Harry then shut his door and opened his first letter.
A/N: Hey everyone! I hope you liked this Chapter, it may be a little boring, but the next chapter will tell what all the letters were about! Please RR, even if you didn't like it. Thank you!