THREE - LOCAL ADVENTURE
Sirius cooks well, I must admit, and we had a wonderful supper: candle lights, wooden dishes, tea and a mysterious papaya cake. He doesn't waste his time here.
'You ate half of the cake, Clara', Sirius laughed and glanced at me with his amused glance, his eyes were twinkling like the stars we couldn't see through the trees.
'Sorry, I can't resist, I forgot you cook well', I smiled, heaven!!
'We should be thankful that you haven't forgotten my name then!', we laughed. I haven't done this since our last careless talk, months before Lily and James were killed. I just can't laugh with people I don't know. I since that October, I don't have close acquaintances. No friends, no colleagues. A work that does not allow free time for thinking or chatting or entertaining. And now we were both laughing and I was relaxed, he looked so young out, like I remembered him. I missed him, ok, I really did.
'I've got something for you!', I took my bag. He was watching me closely, trying to look inside. I hid it behind my back. He tried to grab it, but was no good. When he sat, resigned, I gave him his old wand I'd stolen from the Ministry.
'What? Clara? Wow, how, oh.'
'Talk to me when you'll be able to', I was watching him. He seemed happy. It was a good idea to come here, to please him. Sirius Black can't say a word. Mmmm
He waved his hand and produced some magic, he gave me the flowers that appeared and cleaned the dishes.
'Ha! I still can do it!', he laughed as a child, leaned and kissed my cheek. 'Thank You, you're the best. But how??'
'Stop this or I am going to cry', I winked at him and smiled, he was really happy. I haven't thought it is so simple to make one happy. Ok, a man. 'I know I am the best. I stole it.'
'Stole it? Where from? I thought it had been destroyed.'
'The Ministry doesn't destroy wands, sometimes they break them, but still, it's evidence for trials, investigations bla bla bla. The problem is that they never use them. Or very rarely. They had not used yours, as you presumed. But it was not destroyed. It laid on a shelf in a secret chamber called "Confiscated Wands". Billions of them. Nobody cares, I thought, why should you look for a new. This one is still in good condition. It's mahogany and ivory??'
'yeah, a perfect one, I love it, Clara, thank you'
The morning was quite nice, we acted as if nothing happened. Just old colleagues from work on their holidays. Perfect. Another forbidden subject. I won't think about it or I won't sleep.
'D'ya wanna visit some of the villages, quite lost, we could go there together', I said shyly. I still couldn't gaze straight into his eyes. And he pretended as if he didn't notice that. He answered encouragingly.
'Sure, Fogg!! Brilliant idea. Where would you like to go', friends, but I am Fogg now. How I hate myself.
'Where ever, do you know some places? I'd like to buy chaplet', I tried to sound convincingly, where ever, but let's not stay alone too long, because it drives me crazy, dear.
'you don't wear chaplet, Clara', he gave me amused glance. 'But if you really want to change your habits, I guess we could visit a village called Tanggha-toh, or something. I haven't been there but women wear thousands of jewellery.'
We decided to leave tomorrow. In the morning Sirius fed Buckbeak and told him not to worry. Sirius in the jungle! Everybody should get worried!!!
'And wow!! I have my wand, thanks to that beautiful woman, and look, I can apparate', he was doing this all around me, like a new allowed to do that.
'Yeah, I noticed', I tried to sound bored than amused, but just couldn't help laugh. He was playful and ready to do pranks. He seemed careless, like a teenager, looked younger and happier than yesterday. I missed than side of him too.
'Look, we're close', he pointed at a guard. We expected them to speak in Upper Congo Basin Dialect so we used magic to learn it. We called the man in his mother tongue but he was still surprised, a white couple in the middle of jungle. We described our desire to meet their witch doctor, have a talk, buy some local jewellery or so. He stared at us suspiciously, but called his mates and they led us to the village. As prisoners.
At the beginning it was fun, Sirius looked amused, used to dangerous situations. Well, I either didn't care much. What the savage people can do to experienced wizards? Aurors? I chucked and pointed at some of the huts, they were pretty and the people outside them were staring at us.
'Funny, ha?', asked a tall, fat, black man who was standing in the middle of the yard, surrounded by tens of warriors. All were dressed in colourful feathers, chaplets, and of course all of them had a spear. Great.
'Yes', Sirius loves risk. 'We were in the neighbourhood and thought it would be nice if we dropped in.'
I was secretly looking around but all I could see was the guards with solemn faces. None was smiling.
'Why are you sneaking around here', the boss shouted at us, we tried to be calm. I spoke.
'We heard about your hospitality, but that were lies, I suppose.'
'A woman dares not to speak to me!', he yelled and his guards moved the spears.
'Don't talk like that to my wife', well, Sirius had a good head on his shoulders, savage tribes feel respect only to married women. He tried to embrace me, but the warriors pulled him away from me and he fell on the ground. He quickly stood up, looked around but we had no chances.
That trip was a wrong idea. Or we have chosen a wrong tribe.
We couldn't use the wands, there were too many of them and the edges were too close. We couldn't apparate: the anti magic jinx was really good. I could think of a counter hex, but we didn't have time, or parchment to write down the data.
'Foreign wizards do not visit often', the king began once gain. I would kill myself if I had such voice, he must have seen my ironical gaze, and it didn't make him happy. 'What do you want? Are you spies? Investigators? Traitors? Do you know how we treat misbehaviour??'
'We just wanted to visit and learn something about you', Sirius was negotiating, well, he could have done worse. They could have killed us immediately, but they only decided to imprison us! 'Is it forbidden?'
'Yes, we do not welcome strangers', answered loudly the boss and local wizard. He was powerful, but I could see that he didn't notice how much. That was an advantage.
'So let us go and we will never return or tell anyone about you', worth trying but the doctor laughed with mock.
'No, we all can have fun. We need strangers some times. Our goddess loves fresh meat. Take them away.'
We didn't have time to wander what he meant, when the guards grabbed us and took to a cabin. A jail.
I wanted an adventure? A quiet visit to a quiet jungle village? I can't remember? Why the hell he has to glance at me like that? No reproach, but amused smile saying "it's all your fault". I hate him. We laughed stiffly, how can we get out of that fucking village? Why can't we use our magic? And who the hell is the goddess?
Sirius cooks well, I must admit, and we had a wonderful supper: candle lights, wooden dishes, tea and a mysterious papaya cake. He doesn't waste his time here.
'You ate half of the cake, Clara', Sirius laughed and glanced at me with his amused glance, his eyes were twinkling like the stars we couldn't see through the trees.
'Sorry, I can't resist, I forgot you cook well', I smiled, heaven!!
'We should be thankful that you haven't forgotten my name then!', we laughed. I haven't done this since our last careless talk, months before Lily and James were killed. I just can't laugh with people I don't know. I since that October, I don't have close acquaintances. No friends, no colleagues. A work that does not allow free time for thinking or chatting or entertaining. And now we were both laughing and I was relaxed, he looked so young out, like I remembered him. I missed him, ok, I really did.
'I've got something for you!', I took my bag. He was watching me closely, trying to look inside. I hid it behind my back. He tried to grab it, but was no good. When he sat, resigned, I gave him his old wand I'd stolen from the Ministry.
'What? Clara? Wow, how, oh.'
'Talk to me when you'll be able to', I was watching him. He seemed happy. It was a good idea to come here, to please him. Sirius Black can't say a word. Mmmm
He waved his hand and produced some magic, he gave me the flowers that appeared and cleaned the dishes.
'Ha! I still can do it!', he laughed as a child, leaned and kissed my cheek. 'Thank You, you're the best. But how??'
'Stop this or I am going to cry', I winked at him and smiled, he was really happy. I haven't thought it is so simple to make one happy. Ok, a man. 'I know I am the best. I stole it.'
'Stole it? Where from? I thought it had been destroyed.'
'The Ministry doesn't destroy wands, sometimes they break them, but still, it's evidence for trials, investigations bla bla bla. The problem is that they never use them. Or very rarely. They had not used yours, as you presumed. But it was not destroyed. It laid on a shelf in a secret chamber called "Confiscated Wands". Billions of them. Nobody cares, I thought, why should you look for a new. This one is still in good condition. It's mahogany and ivory??'
'yeah, a perfect one, I love it, Clara, thank you'
The morning was quite nice, we acted as if nothing happened. Just old colleagues from work on their holidays. Perfect. Another forbidden subject. I won't think about it or I won't sleep.
'D'ya wanna visit some of the villages, quite lost, we could go there together', I said shyly. I still couldn't gaze straight into his eyes. And he pretended as if he didn't notice that. He answered encouragingly.
'Sure, Fogg!! Brilliant idea. Where would you like to go', friends, but I am Fogg now. How I hate myself.
'Where ever, do you know some places? I'd like to buy chaplet', I tried to sound convincingly, where ever, but let's not stay alone too long, because it drives me crazy, dear.
'you don't wear chaplet, Clara', he gave me amused glance. 'But if you really want to change your habits, I guess we could visit a village called Tanggha-toh, or something. I haven't been there but women wear thousands of jewellery.'
We decided to leave tomorrow. In the morning Sirius fed Buckbeak and told him not to worry. Sirius in the jungle! Everybody should get worried!!!
'And wow!! I have my wand, thanks to that beautiful woman, and look, I can apparate', he was doing this all around me, like a new allowed to do that.
'Yeah, I noticed', I tried to sound bored than amused, but just couldn't help laugh. He was playful and ready to do pranks. He seemed careless, like a teenager, looked younger and happier than yesterday. I missed than side of him too.
'Look, we're close', he pointed at a guard. We expected them to speak in Upper Congo Basin Dialect so we used magic to learn it. We called the man in his mother tongue but he was still surprised, a white couple in the middle of jungle. We described our desire to meet their witch doctor, have a talk, buy some local jewellery or so. He stared at us suspiciously, but called his mates and they led us to the village. As prisoners.
At the beginning it was fun, Sirius looked amused, used to dangerous situations. Well, I either didn't care much. What the savage people can do to experienced wizards? Aurors? I chucked and pointed at some of the huts, they were pretty and the people outside them were staring at us.
'Funny, ha?', asked a tall, fat, black man who was standing in the middle of the yard, surrounded by tens of warriors. All were dressed in colourful feathers, chaplets, and of course all of them had a spear. Great.
'Yes', Sirius loves risk. 'We were in the neighbourhood and thought it would be nice if we dropped in.'
I was secretly looking around but all I could see was the guards with solemn faces. None was smiling.
'Why are you sneaking around here', the boss shouted at us, we tried to be calm. I spoke.
'We heard about your hospitality, but that were lies, I suppose.'
'A woman dares not to speak to me!', he yelled and his guards moved the spears.
'Don't talk like that to my wife', well, Sirius had a good head on his shoulders, savage tribes feel respect only to married women. He tried to embrace me, but the warriors pulled him away from me and he fell on the ground. He quickly stood up, looked around but we had no chances.
That trip was a wrong idea. Or we have chosen a wrong tribe.
We couldn't use the wands, there were too many of them and the edges were too close. We couldn't apparate: the anti magic jinx was really good. I could think of a counter hex, but we didn't have time, or parchment to write down the data.
'Foreign wizards do not visit often', the king began once gain. I would kill myself if I had such voice, he must have seen my ironical gaze, and it didn't make him happy. 'What do you want? Are you spies? Investigators? Traitors? Do you know how we treat misbehaviour??'
'We just wanted to visit and learn something about you', Sirius was negotiating, well, he could have done worse. They could have killed us immediately, but they only decided to imprison us! 'Is it forbidden?'
'Yes, we do not welcome strangers', answered loudly the boss and local wizard. He was powerful, but I could see that he didn't notice how much. That was an advantage.
'So let us go and we will never return or tell anyone about you', worth trying but the doctor laughed with mock.
'No, we all can have fun. We need strangers some times. Our goddess loves fresh meat. Take them away.'
We didn't have time to wander what he meant, when the guards grabbed us and took to a cabin. A jail.
I wanted an adventure? A quiet visit to a quiet jungle village? I can't remember? Why the hell he has to glance at me like that? No reproach, but amused smile saying "it's all your fault". I hate him. We laughed stiffly, how can we get out of that fucking village? Why can't we use our magic? And who the hell is the goddess?