Sirius
As soon as Harry caught sight of who was outside the door, he committed a rare act and threw his arms around the familiar figure in a tight hug. Sirius Black's appearance was much different from the last time Harry had seen him. Now clean and freshly clothed, it was obvious that his diet no longer consisted of rats and garbage. "Sirius! I just heard. Hermione sent me the article. can I really come and live with you?" Harry squeaked enthusiastically. Sirius laughed at the eagerness in Harry's voice. "Of course! I always told you that you could. In fact, I was hoping that you would be able to begin moving in today. I'll just clear it with your uncle and aunt, collect up your things, and we can be on our way." he nodded his head at a car parked in the driveway, a shiny new convertible. "The Dursleys aren't home, but I could go pack," Harry suggested, and the two of them trooped up the stairs, chatting happily. "I think you'll like the house I bought," Sirius said as he helped Harry stuff textbooks into his trunk. "It's got three bedrooms, so we can have guests. Ron and Hermione, maybe? Oh, and speaking of Ron and the house, I think both he and you will be happy to find that it's in Ottery St. Catchpole, a very short distance from the Weasley's. You'll be able to visit each other every day." Harry grinned, stuffing his last pair of socks into the trunk and snapping it shut. Sirius was looking out the window. "I think your uncle and aunt are home," he said. "Lets go talk to them." "HARRY!" his aunt Petunia yelled up the stairs. "I need you to come carry Dudder's new toys up to his room!" Sirius grimaced. "Do they always treat you like a slave?" Harry nodded and clomped down the stairs. "There's someone I want you to meet," he said to his relatives. Aunt Petunia turned white. Uncle Vernon turned purple. "Do you mean to say that there is some one here, IN THIS HOUSE, that we DO NOT KNOW?!?" He pointed a large finger at Harry's face. "There had better not be anybody in this house, young man, or I will lock you up in your room for the rest of the summer!" "I won't be here for the rest of the summer," Harry said coolly. "I'll be at Hermione's." "Not if you have invited SOMEONE ELSE into our house." Uncle Vernon had now turned an unpleasant shade of maroon, with a few brown splotches. Just then Sirius came down the stairs. "Are you having trouble, Harry?" He turned toward raging Uncle Vernon, white-faced Aunt Petunia, and Dudley, who was having a bit of a difficult time hiding all of his fat behind his mother's bony body. "I am Sirius Black, Harry's godfather. I have come to take him to live with me." Aunt Petunia gasped, and there was a mini earthquake as Dudley fainted. Harry would not have been surprised if smoke had started pouring out of Uncle Vernon's ears. "Go then!" Vernon bellowed. "Get out of my sight!!" Sirius picked up Harry's trunk and hauled it out to his car. Harry went and got in the front seat, and as the two of them drove off, Harry looked out the rear window just in time to see Uncle Vernon roar, "And good riddance!" Harry laughed.
As soon as Harry caught sight of who was outside the door, he committed a rare act and threw his arms around the familiar figure in a tight hug. Sirius Black's appearance was much different from the last time Harry had seen him. Now clean and freshly clothed, it was obvious that his diet no longer consisted of rats and garbage. "Sirius! I just heard. Hermione sent me the article. can I really come and live with you?" Harry squeaked enthusiastically. Sirius laughed at the eagerness in Harry's voice. "Of course! I always told you that you could. In fact, I was hoping that you would be able to begin moving in today. I'll just clear it with your uncle and aunt, collect up your things, and we can be on our way." he nodded his head at a car parked in the driveway, a shiny new convertible. "The Dursleys aren't home, but I could go pack," Harry suggested, and the two of them trooped up the stairs, chatting happily. "I think you'll like the house I bought," Sirius said as he helped Harry stuff textbooks into his trunk. "It's got three bedrooms, so we can have guests. Ron and Hermione, maybe? Oh, and speaking of Ron and the house, I think both he and you will be happy to find that it's in Ottery St. Catchpole, a very short distance from the Weasley's. You'll be able to visit each other every day." Harry grinned, stuffing his last pair of socks into the trunk and snapping it shut. Sirius was looking out the window. "I think your uncle and aunt are home," he said. "Lets go talk to them." "HARRY!" his aunt Petunia yelled up the stairs. "I need you to come carry Dudder's new toys up to his room!" Sirius grimaced. "Do they always treat you like a slave?" Harry nodded and clomped down the stairs. "There's someone I want you to meet," he said to his relatives. Aunt Petunia turned white. Uncle Vernon turned purple. "Do you mean to say that there is some one here, IN THIS HOUSE, that we DO NOT KNOW?!?" He pointed a large finger at Harry's face. "There had better not be anybody in this house, young man, or I will lock you up in your room for the rest of the summer!" "I won't be here for the rest of the summer," Harry said coolly. "I'll be at Hermione's." "Not if you have invited SOMEONE ELSE into our house." Uncle Vernon had now turned an unpleasant shade of maroon, with a few brown splotches. Just then Sirius came down the stairs. "Are you having trouble, Harry?" He turned toward raging Uncle Vernon, white-faced Aunt Petunia, and Dudley, who was having a bit of a difficult time hiding all of his fat behind his mother's bony body. "I am Sirius Black, Harry's godfather. I have come to take him to live with me." Aunt Petunia gasped, and there was a mini earthquake as Dudley fainted. Harry would not have been surprised if smoke had started pouring out of Uncle Vernon's ears. "Go then!" Vernon bellowed. "Get out of my sight!!" Sirius picked up Harry's trunk and hauled it out to his car. Harry went and got in the front seat, and as the two of them drove off, Harry looked out the rear window just in time to see Uncle Vernon roar, "And good riddance!" Harry laughed.
