Sorry I haven't posted in so long. I have been really busy and haven't
had time. What with school starting soon and all it is going to take a
while to post. Well here is chapter three
Chapter Three
He tried to find solid footing but there was none and he ended up falling. Sirius landed in a heap on the floor and made a mental note to check his footing from now one. He sat up. He was in a beautiful rustic- elegant library. It was very obvious someone lived here but who?
The room was painted a rustic, deep red color. The wall on one side was a large elegant stone fireplace. Next to the fireplace on both sides were large cherry wood bookcases, filled with book, photos and other knick- knacks. Across the room was a large cherry wood desk. The gold desk lamp was off but there was hints that a person was recently there. Large, leather couches surrounded the fireplace.
"What the heck?" said a voice from behind Sirius.
Sirius jumped (a pretty hard thing to do when you are sitting). He hadn't expected to hear anyone and that voice sounded oddly familiar. Almost too familiar. Almost comforting.
"Who are you? What do you want?" the voice asked, sounding a little dangerous.
Sirius stood up and turned around slowly. When he saw the person who had spoken he nearly fell down again and from the look on the speaker's face they were going through the same feeling.
"Sirius," the voice spoke tentatively, "Sirius Black?"
Sirius couldn't speak. He nodded.
"Sirius what heck are you doing here? Wait, don't answer, I don't think I want to know."
Suddenly the person was standing in front of him. Sirius was still so shocked. Standing in front of him was the very person he had been dying to see for fourteen years, but couldn't. The person he wanted to apologize too. To explain everything too. But where would he start. Suddenly the person hugged him. Sirius came out of the trance and hugged the man. He had his best friend back. They were together again. Padfoot and Prongs. Sirius and James. Together.
"Who is it, James?" called a female's voice from the kitchen. That voice too sounded familiar. Motherly, gentle yet with hints of pride and dignity hidden in its tones.
"Lily come here quickly! I got a surprise for you!" James called out excitedly. His face lit up with the same smile it had when he was at school. The smile that always meant he was up to something.
"Does it involve a prank of yours?" asked a voice, undoubtedly Lily's.
"No, just come here." It was obvious James was struggling against his impulse to either laugh or burst out screaming, "Sirius! Sirius is here!" It was impossible to tell.
"Oh all right," says Lily as she walks in the room, " What is it this time?" she paused, her emerald gaze had rested on Sirius. She recognized the shabby black mane of hair. She recognized those icy blue eyes. They always used to be holding some mischievous plot. Now they were darker, sadder, they held something different. She couldn't explain it. She finally seemed to be able to talk again, "James is that?" James nodded, still grinning broadly, as though he was a five year old who had been told that Christmas was to be held everyday this year. "Sirius, oh my god it is so good to see you!" Lily excitedly and runs forward to hug her old friend.
Sirius smiled. "It is good to see you too Lily. And you too James." But in Sirius's head he thought, "Though I wish it was with none of us being dead!"
James seemed to read his mind. "It can't be that good to see him Lily. If he is here it means he is dead. At least that is what it is supposed to mean." He cast a look at Sirius that said, "Are you up to something?"
Lily and Sirius laughed and Lily said, " Oh I suppose you are right, James."
James suddenly looked shocked, "You mean I am not always right. Whoa! Talk about a news flash."
Sirius laughed. "Still the same as ever."
James, " You bet. What you thought a little thing like death would stop me from acting like an idiot."
"Apparently not."
"Oh Sirius sit down sit down. I'll go get some drinks and you can tell us all about what has been going on with you and Harry! And hopefully why in the world you are here! If you can even answer that one." Lily said excitedly as she hurried out of the room. She wanted to leave the two 'boys' to their mischief.
"Don't worry Lily, I'll answer all the questions. Especially that last one."
Lily smiled and then hurried out of the room.
Sirius sat down and James sat next to him.
"Is this story going to involve Harry, Sirius?"
"Yup."
"Was he in trouble?"
"Yup."
"Did you do something stupid?"
"Yup."
'I thought so."
"Isn't that always the way it is."
"And always will be."
Chapter Three
He tried to find solid footing but there was none and he ended up falling. Sirius landed in a heap on the floor and made a mental note to check his footing from now one. He sat up. He was in a beautiful rustic- elegant library. It was very obvious someone lived here but who?
The room was painted a rustic, deep red color. The wall on one side was a large elegant stone fireplace. Next to the fireplace on both sides were large cherry wood bookcases, filled with book, photos and other knick- knacks. Across the room was a large cherry wood desk. The gold desk lamp was off but there was hints that a person was recently there. Large, leather couches surrounded the fireplace.
"What the heck?" said a voice from behind Sirius.
Sirius jumped (a pretty hard thing to do when you are sitting). He hadn't expected to hear anyone and that voice sounded oddly familiar. Almost too familiar. Almost comforting.
"Who are you? What do you want?" the voice asked, sounding a little dangerous.
Sirius stood up and turned around slowly. When he saw the person who had spoken he nearly fell down again and from the look on the speaker's face they were going through the same feeling.
"Sirius," the voice spoke tentatively, "Sirius Black?"
Sirius couldn't speak. He nodded.
"Sirius what heck are you doing here? Wait, don't answer, I don't think I want to know."
Suddenly the person was standing in front of him. Sirius was still so shocked. Standing in front of him was the very person he had been dying to see for fourteen years, but couldn't. The person he wanted to apologize too. To explain everything too. But where would he start. Suddenly the person hugged him. Sirius came out of the trance and hugged the man. He had his best friend back. They were together again. Padfoot and Prongs. Sirius and James. Together.
"Who is it, James?" called a female's voice from the kitchen. That voice too sounded familiar. Motherly, gentle yet with hints of pride and dignity hidden in its tones.
"Lily come here quickly! I got a surprise for you!" James called out excitedly. His face lit up with the same smile it had when he was at school. The smile that always meant he was up to something.
"Does it involve a prank of yours?" asked a voice, undoubtedly Lily's.
"No, just come here." It was obvious James was struggling against his impulse to either laugh or burst out screaming, "Sirius! Sirius is here!" It was impossible to tell.
"Oh all right," says Lily as she walks in the room, " What is it this time?" she paused, her emerald gaze had rested on Sirius. She recognized the shabby black mane of hair. She recognized those icy blue eyes. They always used to be holding some mischievous plot. Now they were darker, sadder, they held something different. She couldn't explain it. She finally seemed to be able to talk again, "James is that?" James nodded, still grinning broadly, as though he was a five year old who had been told that Christmas was to be held everyday this year. "Sirius, oh my god it is so good to see you!" Lily excitedly and runs forward to hug her old friend.
Sirius smiled. "It is good to see you too Lily. And you too James." But in Sirius's head he thought, "Though I wish it was with none of us being dead!"
James seemed to read his mind. "It can't be that good to see him Lily. If he is here it means he is dead. At least that is what it is supposed to mean." He cast a look at Sirius that said, "Are you up to something?"
Lily and Sirius laughed and Lily said, " Oh I suppose you are right, James."
James suddenly looked shocked, "You mean I am not always right. Whoa! Talk about a news flash."
Sirius laughed. "Still the same as ever."
James, " You bet. What you thought a little thing like death would stop me from acting like an idiot."
"Apparently not."
"Oh Sirius sit down sit down. I'll go get some drinks and you can tell us all about what has been going on with you and Harry! And hopefully why in the world you are here! If you can even answer that one." Lily said excitedly as she hurried out of the room. She wanted to leave the two 'boys' to their mischief.
"Don't worry Lily, I'll answer all the questions. Especially that last one."
Lily smiled and then hurried out of the room.
Sirius sat down and James sat next to him.
"Is this story going to involve Harry, Sirius?"
"Yup."
"Was he in trouble?"
"Yup."
"Did you do something stupid?"
"Yup."
'I thought so."
"Isn't that always the way it is."
"And always will be."
