Chapter 5
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter
Rating: PG or so
A/N: This explains a bit of the last chapter.
I sat straight up in bed. I really still not used to this guardian job. Nick had informed me at some point, that I would know what Harry was feeling. And it came overwhelmingly at that moment. He was happy. Very happy. I looked at the calendar on my wall. It was Friday.
There were three words that came into my head at the moment, "Ron" and "Before Friday". What was he going to do?! Although I could know what he was feeling, I couldn't read his thoughts directly. I had a feeling this was going to be my first visit back down since I'd died. And I was NOT going to go alone.
I walked to the door next to mine after I'd done my normal morning routine things. I knocked on Ashley's door. She walked out.
"Did you feel it?" she asked nervously.
I nodded. I didn't need her to tell me what she was asking about. She didn't need to tell me that Ron and Harry had both woken up to mutual feelings of happiness.
"Think we can handle a trip down?" I asked.
She gulped. Then nodded. And then we ran to Nick's office.
We burst in the door.
"NICK!" we shouted together.
Nick wasn't facing us, and he jumped a mile.
"What?!" he asked.
"We want to get back down. To where Harry is," I said.
He looked from Ashley to me, and then back to Ashley.
"Is something wrong?" he asked.
I stopped. Not really....actually......things must be pretty good if Harry was feeling happy. I just wanted to know what was going on. I had a feeling that the two of them were plotting something.
Nick grinned. "I can get you down. Just tell me where," he said.
"Number 4 Privet Drive!" I said.
Nick's grin got wider. "Ok! Now I'd hang onto something....."
"WHAT?!" Ashley screamed.
But before Nick could answer, we were falling. It was amazing, almost like flying, but at the same time it was scarier than the ride up. At least the was slower and didn't end in pavement.
Ashley's eyes were closed, she was falling a few feet away from me. I could hear her saying, "Oh this is it! My first day dead, and I'm already gonna have a second death!"
She certainly was, I thought, If she kept screaming like that.
"Ashley! Shut it!" I shouted over to her.
"Why???" she asked.
"Calm down! Do you think Nick would let us do this if we were going to die our second deaths?!"
"Right now, I'm thinking yes!!"
I suddenly remembered that she died while falling. That's why this bothered her so much. There was no hope whatsoever in calming her down. I reached out my hand to her.
"Hang on," I said, "We've got a long way down."
She took my hand, nervously, and I was surprised that she did at all. Another thought had struck my mind. Ashley knew my name......yet she wasn't scared.....
"Ashley?" I asked
"Yeah?"
"Why aren't you scared of me?"
"What?"
"Me, Sirius Black. I'm a convicted mass murderer. Yet you're being perfectly nice to me......like you're not scared of me.....cause as far as I knew the world down there IS scared of me."
Ashley sighed and took a minute to answer.
"I guess it's cause the first place I saw you," she said.
"What?"
"I knew who you were when you told me your name, but I wasn't really scared because we were in heaven. The only logical thing was that you hadn't really been a mass murderer."
My eyes widened. I'd never thought of that. I smiled at her.
"Why?" she said, taunting. "Do you want me to be scared of you?"
"No," I said, "You're the only friend I've got now."
She smiled. And it was true that she was my only friend here, now. Lily and James had gone to the higher place. I hadn't seen them since I first arrived.
Suddenly, she looked down in alarm. The ground was coming at us incredibly fast now. Ashley turned a nasty shade of green.
"Whatever you do, do NOT panic!" I yelled.
Too late. Ashley screamed and let go of my hand. I closed my eyes and braced myself for the landing.
When I'd opened my eyes, I practically gouged them out. Oh, wonderful, I thought. My first 25 seconds back on earth are spent in a thorn bush. Oh all the places I had to land.....I had landed on a rose bush with extremely long thorns.
I struggled with the thorns for awhile, and when I managed to get myself out, with MANY cuts and scratches, I set off to look for Ashley. I scanned the front lawn. I couldn't see her anywhere. Then suddenly, I felt a hand on my shoulder, and let out a yelp. Ashley started laughing.
"You know you could kill a person like that?!" I growled.
"Good news, Sirius, you don't have to worry! You're already dead!"
She was still laughing, like almost scaring me into my second death was hysterically funny.
"Where did you land?" I asked.
She turned serious again.
"On the lawn," she answered.
Of course the lawn. She'd landed on the lawn, and I'd landed on what seemed at first to be a knife drawer. She started laughing again.
"Come on," I growled.
"Oh come on, Sirius, it was funny, you have to admit."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah."
We walked up to Harry's room then. Because, even though I'd landed in a patch of thorns the size of Azkaban, we were at Number 4, Privet Drive. I tried to get in the door, and found it was locked.
"Oh Bloody.....," I muttered, rolling my eyes.
Ashley tapped me on the shoulder before I finished.
"Can we walk through walls?"
I stared at the wall, then looked at her.
"I don't know. It's worth a shot, than pulling at a door that won't open."
She took a step back, and ran quite clearly, through the wall.
"Nice!" I heard her muffled yell.
I took a step back, and ran through, where she had. I was in.
We looked up the stairs. That was where his room was. WE ran up them.
I got to his room. He was holding pieces of a broken mirror that looked suspiciously like.......no.....it couldn't be.......but it was!
"NOOOOO!!!" I shouted, quite aware that he couldn't hear me.
"What?" Ashley asked.
My eyes were focused on the mirror. He was going to throw it out! This obviously meant that he'd tried to contact me and couldn't......and now he thought the mirror wouldn't work. Obviously, he didn't know it could be repaired.
Keep it, I thought. Keep it! Keep it! Keep it! I willed him to keep it. Finally in my head I shouted to myself
KEEP IT!
He stopped short, and behind me, Ashley did also.
"What did you do?" she asked
"I have no idea."
Harry, meanwhile, had turned and put the broken shards of mirror in a Bertie Bott's bag, and put it in his trunk. He looked thoroughly scared.
Ashley tugged my shirt sleeve.
"Sirius.....we have to go......it's been two hours....."
I gulped and nodded.
"Bye Harry," I whispered.
A gust of wind flew us back up to the sky, and when we were back up, I began watching him again.
The Floo Powder wouldn't work, and he looked pretty annoyed.
"Of COURSE it's not working," I said to no one in particular, "They're muggles. They're not hooked up to the Floo network."
He got an idea then. I couldn't tell exactly what it was, but I had a pretty good idea that it involved Mrs. Figg, the only other half wizarding kind on his block.
He walked over to her house at about 9:30. He tried the door. Locked. I had an idea.
Running back to Nick, I asked him for another time down.
"Five minutes," he said.
"That's all I need," I said.
He nodded, and I was down there, perhaps faster than I had gone before.
I hit the ground again, painfully, but not as painfully, as I had not landed on a thorn bush this time.
I got up, dizzily, and ran toward Mrs. Figg's house as fast as I could.
He was still trying the blasted door when I ran through the wall, unlocked it, swung it open and locked it again. I felt the gust of wind coming to pick me up, and I grabbed the door and shut it, as I saw Harry make his way toward the fireplace.
I got back to the sky, and Ashley ran toward me.
"Ron became more and more happy as the evening went on," she said.
"Let's watch," I said.
We ran to a telescope, and looked through.
"It's blurry," she said, "I can't see."
"That's funny," I said, "I can see fine." I wiped off the lens. "Try now."
She looked through.
"Nope," she said. "You watch, tell me what you see."
I nodded, and as I did, Harry's feeling's became.....disappointed....almost jealous......
And Ashley's eyes got wider and wider...
"What?" I asked.
"Shh!" she hissed.
I shrugged and turned back to the telescope.
When I'd stopped looking, she looked at me, her eyes wide, her face bright.
"Sirius....," she whispered, "I just heard everything that went on down there....."
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter
Rating: PG or so
A/N: This explains a bit of the last chapter.
I sat straight up in bed. I really still not used to this guardian job. Nick had informed me at some point, that I would know what Harry was feeling. And it came overwhelmingly at that moment. He was happy. Very happy. I looked at the calendar on my wall. It was Friday.
There were three words that came into my head at the moment, "Ron" and "Before Friday". What was he going to do?! Although I could know what he was feeling, I couldn't read his thoughts directly. I had a feeling this was going to be my first visit back down since I'd died. And I was NOT going to go alone.
I walked to the door next to mine after I'd done my normal morning routine things. I knocked on Ashley's door. She walked out.
"Did you feel it?" she asked nervously.
I nodded. I didn't need her to tell me what she was asking about. She didn't need to tell me that Ron and Harry had both woken up to mutual feelings of happiness.
"Think we can handle a trip down?" I asked.
She gulped. Then nodded. And then we ran to Nick's office.
We burst in the door.
"NICK!" we shouted together.
Nick wasn't facing us, and he jumped a mile.
"What?!" he asked.
"We want to get back down. To where Harry is," I said.
He looked from Ashley to me, and then back to Ashley.
"Is something wrong?" he asked.
I stopped. Not really....actually......things must be pretty good if Harry was feeling happy. I just wanted to know what was going on. I had a feeling that the two of them were plotting something.
Nick grinned. "I can get you down. Just tell me where," he said.
"Number 4 Privet Drive!" I said.
Nick's grin got wider. "Ok! Now I'd hang onto something....."
"WHAT?!" Ashley screamed.
But before Nick could answer, we were falling. It was amazing, almost like flying, but at the same time it was scarier than the ride up. At least the was slower and didn't end in pavement.
Ashley's eyes were closed, she was falling a few feet away from me. I could hear her saying, "Oh this is it! My first day dead, and I'm already gonna have a second death!"
She certainly was, I thought, If she kept screaming like that.
"Ashley! Shut it!" I shouted over to her.
"Why???" she asked.
"Calm down! Do you think Nick would let us do this if we were going to die our second deaths?!"
"Right now, I'm thinking yes!!"
I suddenly remembered that she died while falling. That's why this bothered her so much. There was no hope whatsoever in calming her down. I reached out my hand to her.
"Hang on," I said, "We've got a long way down."
She took my hand, nervously, and I was surprised that she did at all. Another thought had struck my mind. Ashley knew my name......yet she wasn't scared.....
"Ashley?" I asked
"Yeah?"
"Why aren't you scared of me?"
"What?"
"Me, Sirius Black. I'm a convicted mass murderer. Yet you're being perfectly nice to me......like you're not scared of me.....cause as far as I knew the world down there IS scared of me."
Ashley sighed and took a minute to answer.
"I guess it's cause the first place I saw you," she said.
"What?"
"I knew who you were when you told me your name, but I wasn't really scared because we were in heaven. The only logical thing was that you hadn't really been a mass murderer."
My eyes widened. I'd never thought of that. I smiled at her.
"Why?" she said, taunting. "Do you want me to be scared of you?"
"No," I said, "You're the only friend I've got now."
She smiled. And it was true that she was my only friend here, now. Lily and James had gone to the higher place. I hadn't seen them since I first arrived.
Suddenly, she looked down in alarm. The ground was coming at us incredibly fast now. Ashley turned a nasty shade of green.
"Whatever you do, do NOT panic!" I yelled.
Too late. Ashley screamed and let go of my hand. I closed my eyes and braced myself for the landing.
When I'd opened my eyes, I practically gouged them out. Oh, wonderful, I thought. My first 25 seconds back on earth are spent in a thorn bush. Oh all the places I had to land.....I had landed on a rose bush with extremely long thorns.
I struggled with the thorns for awhile, and when I managed to get myself out, with MANY cuts and scratches, I set off to look for Ashley. I scanned the front lawn. I couldn't see her anywhere. Then suddenly, I felt a hand on my shoulder, and let out a yelp. Ashley started laughing.
"You know you could kill a person like that?!" I growled.
"Good news, Sirius, you don't have to worry! You're already dead!"
She was still laughing, like almost scaring me into my second death was hysterically funny.
"Where did you land?" I asked.
She turned serious again.
"On the lawn," she answered.
Of course the lawn. She'd landed on the lawn, and I'd landed on what seemed at first to be a knife drawer. She started laughing again.
"Come on," I growled.
"Oh come on, Sirius, it was funny, you have to admit."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah."
We walked up to Harry's room then. Because, even though I'd landed in a patch of thorns the size of Azkaban, we were at Number 4, Privet Drive. I tried to get in the door, and found it was locked.
"Oh Bloody.....," I muttered, rolling my eyes.
Ashley tapped me on the shoulder before I finished.
"Can we walk through walls?"
I stared at the wall, then looked at her.
"I don't know. It's worth a shot, than pulling at a door that won't open."
She took a step back, and ran quite clearly, through the wall.
"Nice!" I heard her muffled yell.
I took a step back, and ran through, where she had. I was in.
We looked up the stairs. That was where his room was. WE ran up them.
I got to his room. He was holding pieces of a broken mirror that looked suspiciously like.......no.....it couldn't be.......but it was!
"NOOOOO!!!" I shouted, quite aware that he couldn't hear me.
"What?" Ashley asked.
My eyes were focused on the mirror. He was going to throw it out! This obviously meant that he'd tried to contact me and couldn't......and now he thought the mirror wouldn't work. Obviously, he didn't know it could be repaired.
Keep it, I thought. Keep it! Keep it! Keep it! I willed him to keep it. Finally in my head I shouted to myself
KEEP IT!
He stopped short, and behind me, Ashley did also.
"What did you do?" she asked
"I have no idea."
Harry, meanwhile, had turned and put the broken shards of mirror in a Bertie Bott's bag, and put it in his trunk. He looked thoroughly scared.
Ashley tugged my shirt sleeve.
"Sirius.....we have to go......it's been two hours....."
I gulped and nodded.
"Bye Harry," I whispered.
A gust of wind flew us back up to the sky, and when we were back up, I began watching him again.
The Floo Powder wouldn't work, and he looked pretty annoyed.
"Of COURSE it's not working," I said to no one in particular, "They're muggles. They're not hooked up to the Floo network."
He got an idea then. I couldn't tell exactly what it was, but I had a pretty good idea that it involved Mrs. Figg, the only other half wizarding kind on his block.
He walked over to her house at about 9:30. He tried the door. Locked. I had an idea.
Running back to Nick, I asked him for another time down.
"Five minutes," he said.
"That's all I need," I said.
He nodded, and I was down there, perhaps faster than I had gone before.
I hit the ground again, painfully, but not as painfully, as I had not landed on a thorn bush this time.
I got up, dizzily, and ran toward Mrs. Figg's house as fast as I could.
He was still trying the blasted door when I ran through the wall, unlocked it, swung it open and locked it again. I felt the gust of wind coming to pick me up, and I grabbed the door and shut it, as I saw Harry make his way toward the fireplace.
I got back to the sky, and Ashley ran toward me.
"Ron became more and more happy as the evening went on," she said.
"Let's watch," I said.
We ran to a telescope, and looked through.
"It's blurry," she said, "I can't see."
"That's funny," I said, "I can see fine." I wiped off the lens. "Try now."
She looked through.
"Nope," she said. "You watch, tell me what you see."
I nodded, and as I did, Harry's feeling's became.....disappointed....almost jealous......
And Ashley's eyes got wider and wider...
"What?" I asked.
"Shh!" she hissed.
I shrugged and turned back to the telescope.
When I'd stopped looking, she looked at me, her eyes wide, her face bright.
"Sirius....," she whispered, "I just heard everything that went on down there....."