A/N: For anyone who's idea's I may have stolen or used, I apologize. I've
read so many fics that I don't know if some one used it or not. To my
reviewers thank you. Even if they are rude I don't care I appreciate any
feelings toward this story. If you do (and plz do) review my fic then tell
me what I've done wrong or what you want to see. So you all know this is
in the pov of Sirius, and Remus' ex girlfriend(in hogwarts), she is Draco's
mother and Harry's godmother.
I stayed in the Leaky Cauldron, barely outside of muggle London. As I sat downstairs one night I saw Hagrid, the school's game keeper, the only thing that made me feel bad was the fact that I hadn't been keeping an eye on things. I watched him drag Remus into the small pub and order him a drink. Casually I walked up and hugged Hagrid then took a seat next to my ex- boyfriend. "How are you?" I never recieved an answer because anything he said to me was mumbled or misunderstood due to the fact that his speech slurred. I figured he was drunk. I offered to Hagrid that I would take care of him. He helped me drag Remus up to my room. Room number eleven, it was small but definetly big enough for two. Later I found that he wasn't drunk but he was tripping out. His drink had been spiked. I still haven't figured out who it was he was with. He fell unconcious about ten or so minutes after he was carried into my room. I whispered "Enervio." and very fortunatley he awoke. He said that he had been taking a cab to his apartment in Surrey, yet he has no clue how he ended up in London. I didn't try any further because I knew I would never get any where. I told him I was to see Sirius in a few days so he stopped talking to me. I gave him the bed(after a long argument), Remie was always stubborn. When I woke up in the morning he was already gone. Instead Fudge was there telling me I could not accompany him to Azkaban. So I left and went back to my cottage. About a week and a half later I turned on the television only to see the strangest thing. It was Sirius, on the muggle news. He had escaped. But how escaped, escaped from Azkaban. Naturally they all thought he was after Harry, about fifteen minutes after I saw the ten o'clock news none other than a big black dog showed up at my door. "Oh my god! Sirius? Oh come off it I know it's you. What on Earth are you doing here?" As myself I kept on rambling until he kissed me. I jerked back in astonishment. He met my glare with a grin. "I couldn't resist you're adorable when you get annoyed. I'm here because I need some where to stay. You probably already know I'm an escaped convict." "H-How did you know..." "Oh please. I know that Harry is also your godson and as a natural mother." I'm not a mother." "Me, Remus, James. As I was saying, Like a natural mother it was obvious, at least to me, that you would want to protect him." I could do nothing other than nod. It had been years yet he still knew me cover to cover like his favorite book. Sirius wrapped me inside his arms. I sent him to take a bath and clean up, I definetly was not about to let him go anywhere looking like that. After he got out of the shower, with a towel wrapped around his waist and asked me what he was supposed to wear. "Did you actually think that I wouldn't keep any of your robes or clothing? Much less that damn motorcycle?" "Where?" "Hagrid gave it to me about three years ago, she's still in good shape." He just looked at me like I was insane. "Yes, Siri. I rode her at least twice a week. Any time I thought of you." "Even after this long you still think of me, I'm flattered." "Yhea well...me too." I had to laugh at the look he gave me. His face was stunningly pale and he was so thin. He needed to be fed. I took him into the kitchen and I'm not truly sure but he was very liable to have eaten my plates had I not taken them from him. "So have you heard from Moony?" "That I have. He's been in really bad shape. He still thinks it was you, and he's bad into drugs, won't even bother to go back to the wizarding world. He won't even talk to Albus. Supposedly he was tracked down and here shortly he should be taking the Defense Against the Dark Arts position." "Word is that job's cursed." His stone eyes slowly over the next few days began to soften, especially after seeing Harry. I finally got a ride on that motorcycle with him, I had waited for that too long. I missed him terribly while he was away. See here I am rambling on about myself. Within the next two or three days he left to the wizarding world. My search was the same as that of his, Peter Pettigrew. I searched the muggle world and he chose the wizarding world. Suddenly one night I had a call, from Remus. He also thought that Sirius was in the school trying to murder Harry and I knew it was quite pointless, as always he was still very stubborn, so arguing my point would've been less progressive than actually shutting up. I sat in that cottage for days on end, worrying about Sirius, Harry, and of course my son, Draco. I had heard that he and Harry hated each other. I actually wondered what would happen had I wrote either of them and told them that they were almost brothers. My guess is that they would track me down and kill me. I felt as though I was going to die anyway around the full moon. I snuck down into the wizarding world and into the shrieking shack in Hogsmeade. So it lived up to it's name as my bones began to crack and reform themselves then I began to grow dark black hair, or rather fur all over except on my snout which had a white dot.
I stayed in the Leaky Cauldron, barely outside of muggle London. As I sat downstairs one night I saw Hagrid, the school's game keeper, the only thing that made me feel bad was the fact that I hadn't been keeping an eye on things. I watched him drag Remus into the small pub and order him a drink. Casually I walked up and hugged Hagrid then took a seat next to my ex- boyfriend. "How are you?" I never recieved an answer because anything he said to me was mumbled or misunderstood due to the fact that his speech slurred. I figured he was drunk. I offered to Hagrid that I would take care of him. He helped me drag Remus up to my room. Room number eleven, it was small but definetly big enough for two. Later I found that he wasn't drunk but he was tripping out. His drink had been spiked. I still haven't figured out who it was he was with. He fell unconcious about ten or so minutes after he was carried into my room. I whispered "Enervio." and very fortunatley he awoke. He said that he had been taking a cab to his apartment in Surrey, yet he has no clue how he ended up in London. I didn't try any further because I knew I would never get any where. I told him I was to see Sirius in a few days so he stopped talking to me. I gave him the bed(after a long argument), Remie was always stubborn. When I woke up in the morning he was already gone. Instead Fudge was there telling me I could not accompany him to Azkaban. So I left and went back to my cottage. About a week and a half later I turned on the television only to see the strangest thing. It was Sirius, on the muggle news. He had escaped. But how escaped, escaped from Azkaban. Naturally they all thought he was after Harry, about fifteen minutes after I saw the ten o'clock news none other than a big black dog showed up at my door. "Oh my god! Sirius? Oh come off it I know it's you. What on Earth are you doing here?" As myself I kept on rambling until he kissed me. I jerked back in astonishment. He met my glare with a grin. "I couldn't resist you're adorable when you get annoyed. I'm here because I need some where to stay. You probably already know I'm an escaped convict." "H-How did you know..." "Oh please. I know that Harry is also your godson and as a natural mother." I'm not a mother." "Me, Remus, James. As I was saying, Like a natural mother it was obvious, at least to me, that you would want to protect him." I could do nothing other than nod. It had been years yet he still knew me cover to cover like his favorite book. Sirius wrapped me inside his arms. I sent him to take a bath and clean up, I definetly was not about to let him go anywhere looking like that. After he got out of the shower, with a towel wrapped around his waist and asked me what he was supposed to wear. "Did you actually think that I wouldn't keep any of your robes or clothing? Much less that damn motorcycle?" "Where?" "Hagrid gave it to me about three years ago, she's still in good shape." He just looked at me like I was insane. "Yes, Siri. I rode her at least twice a week. Any time I thought of you." "Even after this long you still think of me, I'm flattered." "Yhea well...me too." I had to laugh at the look he gave me. His face was stunningly pale and he was so thin. He needed to be fed. I took him into the kitchen and I'm not truly sure but he was very liable to have eaten my plates had I not taken them from him. "So have you heard from Moony?" "That I have. He's been in really bad shape. He still thinks it was you, and he's bad into drugs, won't even bother to go back to the wizarding world. He won't even talk to Albus. Supposedly he was tracked down and here shortly he should be taking the Defense Against the Dark Arts position." "Word is that job's cursed." His stone eyes slowly over the next few days began to soften, especially after seeing Harry. I finally got a ride on that motorcycle with him, I had waited for that too long. I missed him terribly while he was away. See here I am rambling on about myself. Within the next two or three days he left to the wizarding world. My search was the same as that of his, Peter Pettigrew. I searched the muggle world and he chose the wizarding world. Suddenly one night I had a call, from Remus. He also thought that Sirius was in the school trying to murder Harry and I knew it was quite pointless, as always he was still very stubborn, so arguing my point would've been less progressive than actually shutting up. I sat in that cottage for days on end, worrying about Sirius, Harry, and of course my son, Draco. I had heard that he and Harry hated each other. I actually wondered what would happen had I wrote either of them and told them that they were almost brothers. My guess is that they would track me down and kill me. I felt as though I was going to die anyway around the full moon. I snuck down into the wizarding world and into the shrieking shack in Hogsmeade. So it lived up to it's name as my bones began to crack and reform themselves then I began to grow dark black hair, or rather fur all over except on my snout which had a white dot.