A/n: Disclaimer for buffy in the first chapter, also I forgot to mention
that this is the first fanfic I've ever written so all reviewers please be
kind!!! This is gonna be pretty short, just trying to establish the
characters!
Thanks also to Lady Mione and Twilight, my first two reviewers ever!!
Harry was wet, dirty and grumpy. The last three hours of Quiddich practise had been the most gruelling since Ron had become Quiddich captain at the start of their seventh year. He had become manic when he found out that their first match was against Slytherin and had been training the team harder than ever. With all the new additions to the Gryffindor Quiddich team, Harry thought that this was the best the team had been since the days of Oliver Wood, especially with Ginny as their new chaser. Harry's thoughts turned to Ginny, who had stayed behind after training to get in some extra flying practise. He liked her well enough, especially now that she had revealed her love of Quiddich and he was very comfortable around her now that he was sure that her crush on her had completely vanished. Still, she was always kind and considerate to him and Harry couldn't help thinking that in her he had found a friend he could put all his trust into, especially now that Ron and Hermione disappeared together a lot more frequently than he would have liked.
"You know, walking around with no form of defence except a Firebolt isn't very clever, although whoever bought you that broomstick must have been a very generous and loving person" said an amused voice behind Harry. Harry whirled around and came face to face with his Godfather. "Sirius!" he exclaimed and rushed to give him a hug. "What are you doing here?" "I came to catch up with Dumbledore and my favourite Godson" replied Sirius jovially, although Harry saw a look in eyes that said he was here to do a lot more to catch up with him and Dumbledore.
"Well I have to go and shower, a lot. So I'll meet you at dinner?" said Harry looking wryly down at his muddy Quiddich practise robes. "It looks like you could use one alright!" said Sirius brightly. "I'm going to go and have a look around, I haven't been here as a human since I was seventeen! I'll see you in the Great Hall for dinner" and with that, he sauntered off, leaving Harry staring bewilderedly after him.
Ginny loved flying, there was no other feeling like it, soaring through the air with all her anxieties left firmly on the ground beneath her. Ginny had kept her talent for flying secret until this year so as not to antagonise any of the girls in her dorm even further, seeing as they resented her so much already. Ginny supposed they were so standoffish with her because of her friendship with The Gryffindor Three as they were called by almost everyone she knew. Before Ginny became the outspoken, funny girl she was now, she had always been as meek little Ginny but since she had come out of herself the girls thought that she was getting "too big for her boots," as they put it. Ginny knew that most of them had massive crushes on either Harry or Ron and they hated the fact that she knew the two them intimately. Well one of them anyway. She and her brother had always been close and after all that had happened in the last year, she knew that they would be for the rest of their lives. As for Harry...Ginny shook herself mentally, she did not want to think about him right now, she was supposed to be practicing sharp turns and dives. Although she was a good flyer, and she had noticed that she had greatly improved her speed and agility in the last couple of weeks, she still felt she was the worst chaser on the team. But then, her mother always said that she was overly critical of herself.
A shout from the ground below snapped Ginny out of her reverie, and she looked down to see Sirius Black waving up at her. Ginny smiled inwardly, glad to see Sirius again. The last time she had seen him he had been carrying Harry, limp in his arms. That was the worst moment of her life. People say that when one faces the death of a loved one, that they know what it is like to die themselves, but on that night, Ginny didn't feel like she was dying. On that night, Ginny stared into the mouth of hell itself.
Ginny landed expertly beside Sirius and gave him a warm hug. She could never think of him as the crazed, evil man that the Ministry of Magic had portrayed him as right up until the day he had been acquitted. She looked at him now; with the probing gaze that made everyone she used it on feel like she was searching their soul with her warm brown eyes. Ginny didn't even know she did it, and when people seemed to wriggle under gaze, she could never understand it.
Sirius cleared his throat and looked at her just as intently as she had been looking at him seconds before. He seemed reluctant to speak. "What is it Sirius?" said Ginny worriedly. "Is it Harry because he just left here about a half hour ago..." "No Gin" Sirius cut her off, "it's you I wanted to see. There's something we have to discuss"
Thanks also to Lady Mione and Twilight, my first two reviewers ever!!
Harry was wet, dirty and grumpy. The last three hours of Quiddich practise had been the most gruelling since Ron had become Quiddich captain at the start of their seventh year. He had become manic when he found out that their first match was against Slytherin and had been training the team harder than ever. With all the new additions to the Gryffindor Quiddich team, Harry thought that this was the best the team had been since the days of Oliver Wood, especially with Ginny as their new chaser. Harry's thoughts turned to Ginny, who had stayed behind after training to get in some extra flying practise. He liked her well enough, especially now that she had revealed her love of Quiddich and he was very comfortable around her now that he was sure that her crush on her had completely vanished. Still, she was always kind and considerate to him and Harry couldn't help thinking that in her he had found a friend he could put all his trust into, especially now that Ron and Hermione disappeared together a lot more frequently than he would have liked.
"You know, walking around with no form of defence except a Firebolt isn't very clever, although whoever bought you that broomstick must have been a very generous and loving person" said an amused voice behind Harry. Harry whirled around and came face to face with his Godfather. "Sirius!" he exclaimed and rushed to give him a hug. "What are you doing here?" "I came to catch up with Dumbledore and my favourite Godson" replied Sirius jovially, although Harry saw a look in eyes that said he was here to do a lot more to catch up with him and Dumbledore.
"Well I have to go and shower, a lot. So I'll meet you at dinner?" said Harry looking wryly down at his muddy Quiddich practise robes. "It looks like you could use one alright!" said Sirius brightly. "I'm going to go and have a look around, I haven't been here as a human since I was seventeen! I'll see you in the Great Hall for dinner" and with that, he sauntered off, leaving Harry staring bewilderedly after him.
Ginny loved flying, there was no other feeling like it, soaring through the air with all her anxieties left firmly on the ground beneath her. Ginny had kept her talent for flying secret until this year so as not to antagonise any of the girls in her dorm even further, seeing as they resented her so much already. Ginny supposed they were so standoffish with her because of her friendship with The Gryffindor Three as they were called by almost everyone she knew. Before Ginny became the outspoken, funny girl she was now, she had always been as meek little Ginny but since she had come out of herself the girls thought that she was getting "too big for her boots," as they put it. Ginny knew that most of them had massive crushes on either Harry or Ron and they hated the fact that she knew the two them intimately. Well one of them anyway. She and her brother had always been close and after all that had happened in the last year, she knew that they would be for the rest of their lives. As for Harry...Ginny shook herself mentally, she did not want to think about him right now, she was supposed to be practicing sharp turns and dives. Although she was a good flyer, and she had noticed that she had greatly improved her speed and agility in the last couple of weeks, she still felt she was the worst chaser on the team. But then, her mother always said that she was overly critical of herself.
A shout from the ground below snapped Ginny out of her reverie, and she looked down to see Sirius Black waving up at her. Ginny smiled inwardly, glad to see Sirius again. The last time she had seen him he had been carrying Harry, limp in his arms. That was the worst moment of her life. People say that when one faces the death of a loved one, that they know what it is like to die themselves, but on that night, Ginny didn't feel like she was dying. On that night, Ginny stared into the mouth of hell itself.
Ginny landed expertly beside Sirius and gave him a warm hug. She could never think of him as the crazed, evil man that the Ministry of Magic had portrayed him as right up until the day he had been acquitted. She looked at him now; with the probing gaze that made everyone she used it on feel like she was searching their soul with her warm brown eyes. Ginny didn't even know she did it, and when people seemed to wriggle under gaze, she could never understand it.
Sirius cleared his throat and looked at her just as intently as she had been looking at him seconds before. He seemed reluctant to speak. "What is it Sirius?" said Ginny worriedly. "Is it Harry because he just left here about a half hour ago..." "No Gin" Sirius cut her off, "it's you I wanted to see. There's something we have to discuss"