Phoenix
A/N:MERLIN! I"M SO SORRY I TOOK SO LONG!!! but......... I'm back! Yay…HP at Movie World isn't that great… but I bought a wand and there were REAL Nimbus 2000's and Quidditch Banners (Ballycastle Bats, Puddlemere United) and there were Cauldrons and owl cages and quills and…wow, I'm working up a sweat here! Lol. The down side was…NONE OF IT WAS 4 SALE!!!!!!!!! So I complained, told the shop assistants that I'd write to the manager and that the whole thing was false advertising. But aside from that, thanks for reviewing guys, I was so excited when I came back to your comments.
Beta: My cookie eating, chocolate munching counter part, Meowface.
Chapter 10: The Pain
There was a blast of light and Sirius was on the floor as he had been at number 12 Grimmauld Place. He pushed his hair out of his face and looked up.
" James," he spluttered, "Prongs?!" he jumped to his feet and came close to Harry and looked into his eyes. " Evans," he whispered and stood before the boy who lived, gaping.
"Sirius?" Harry said sceptically. " I can see you," he turned to Remus, " I can see him!"
Remus smiled and bit his trembling lip. " Sirius…you wanted to meet Harry. He is fifteen—well, sixteen in a couple of days. He—"
" –looks extraordinarily like James," Sirius interrupted. " You own the Marauders map don't you? What about James's invisibility cloak? Do you know all the secret passages out of the castle?"
Harry nodded slowly. " My friend Ron's twin brothers got the map out of Filch's office in their 1st year. They gave it to me in my 3rd year. I got dad's cloak in my 1st year from Professor Dumbledore," Harry looked over at him and the same old twinkle shone through his eyes, Harry lowered his voice, " And I have been out of the castle once or twice."
Sirius laughed, but it was not the laugh Harry was used to. It was not a hard bark, a hoarse laugh but a soft, husky one.
" You are your fathers son Harry," Remus said putting an arm around him but Harry escaped his grip and stood up facing Sirius.
"Tell me about him—my father—James?" Harry pleaded.
Sirius pondered this. " James…loves your mother Harry. He is…mischevious, smart funny…gives the Professors a run for their money…but at the same time can get away with murder."
Harry felt a pang when Sirius was speaking of his dead dad in the present tense. Although, when Sirius finished, Harry smiled which seemed to make Sirius look around the room awkwardly and say no more.
" Sirius—" Harry said stopping all words that were likely to come from Remus's mouth. " It's my fault that you're dead, I should have told Snape…I should have used the Mirror you gave me after Christmas… I shouldn't have jumped to conclusions—"
"Snape?"
" He's my potions Professor," Harry said, quickly, feeling slightly interrupted during his spoken storm of emotions.
Sirius's jaw dropped.
" That git came to be a Professor? You didn't mention that Moony," he said accusingly.
" I'm so sorry Sirius—you'd still be alive if it weren't for me, it's my fault that you're dead!" He continued, needing to get the feeling off his chest.
" Harry! Stop that!" Remus howled as if he were in pain. Dumbledore came forward as Sirius took a step back.
" Harry, listen to me, it's not your fault any of this happened, do you understand? Sirius came when I told him not to…he wanted to be there to protect you! He wouldn't be left behind—he would have died for your safety, and he did."
Sirius frowned and looked at the boy his age that was crying over his death. Remus stood and hugged Harry, his cries muffled against the werewolf's chest. Dumbledore looked around the room over at Sirius who picked up a book to show where he was, leaning against the wall looking at the group as if they were miles away.
" Sirius—"
" I think I've done more harm than good, perhaps we should leave," he said smoothing his hair down at the back.
" No," Harry said moving out of Remus's comfort. " No, don't go."
Sirius looked at him. " I feel strangely like an adult here," he said and smiled wryly.
" But we're equals now," Harry reasoned and looked at Dumbledore who was trying to focus on a place on the wall. "Why can't you stay?"
" Harry it's not as easy as that. As we explained, Sirius is a memory, Remus's memory and I'm quite astounded that you can see him as he was—"
" It was through Snape's Pensive…that's where I saw him as he is now."
Dumbledore nodded. " But he cannot stay because his physical form will fade."
" But his spirit will live on—"
" Even if we return him to he map because he will always be remembered."
Harry turned angrily away from Dumbledore. " I'm sorry Harry, nothing can be done."
Not looking at his headmaster Harry walked over to Sirius. " Thanks."
Sirius smiled. "Anytime, but what for in particular?"
" For making Snape as nasty as humanly possible towards me," he chuckled. " Seriously, for being my dads best friend."
" It was hard not to be," he said, " Your parents were good people, Harry. Remember that."
" I will."
Remus moved forward and cast the spell. " Redes ad Consilium."
The light pink glow came from the tip of his wand and as Harry screamed goodbye, an inviable rope pulled Sirius into the map once again.
Dumbledore looked at the desolate Harry and put a comforting hand on his shoulder. " We'll come and get you later on. It's just best you stay with the Muggles for a little while longer. Perhaps isolating yourself from the Wizarding world will do you some good."
Harry nodded and turned to Remus, " Thanks for bringing him here."
" No problem Harry," Remus collected the map from the floor and handed it to Harry. " It wouldn't be the Marauders Map with out Padfoot."
Albus smiled and he and Remus left the room and the house. Harry slept well that night and remembered one thing, " That git came to be a Professor?" Laughing softly so as not to disturb the Dursely's, he fell asleep, noting that he had to tell Hermione and Ron what had happened.
A/N: I'M SO SORRY! I'VE TAKEN WAY TOO LONG AND I'M SO SORRY…. you see, it was writers block…I couldn't do anything so I sat and did ALL my French holiday homework. Yay me. Well…I think it's the final chapter next…hmmm… what will happen? THANX 4 REVIEWING! U GUYS RULE!
PS: Meowface isn't morbidly obese despite her cookie consumption per annum.
Phoenix
A/N:MERLIN! I"M SO SORRY I TOOK SO LONG!!! but......... I'm back! Yay…HP at Movie World isn't that great… but I bought a wand and there were REAL Nimbus 2000's and Quidditch Banners (Ballycastle Bats, Puddlemere United) and there were Cauldrons and owl cages and quills and…wow, I'm working up a sweat here! Lol. The down side was…NONE OF IT WAS 4 SALE!!!!!!!!! So I complained, told the shop assistants that I'd write to the manager and that the whole thing was false advertising. But aside from that, thanks for reviewing guys, I was so excited when I came back to your comments.
Beta: My cookie eating, chocolate munching counter part, Meowface.
Chapter 10: The Pain
There was a blast of light and Sirius was on the floor as he had been at number 12 Grimmauld Place. He pushed his hair out of his face and looked up.
" James," he spluttered, "Prongs?!" he jumped to his feet and came close to Harry and looked into his eyes. " Evans," he whispered and stood before the boy who lived, gaping.
"Sirius?" Harry said sceptically. " I can see you," he turned to Remus, " I can see him!"
Remus smiled and bit his trembling lip. " Sirius…you wanted to meet Harry. He is fifteen—well, sixteen in a couple of days. He—"
" –looks extraordinarily like James," Sirius interrupted. " You own the Marauders map don't you? What about James's invisibility cloak? Do you know all the secret passages out of the castle?"
Harry nodded slowly. " My friend Ron's twin brothers got the map out of Filch's office in their 1st year. They gave it to me in my 3rd year. I got dad's cloak in my 1st year from Professor Dumbledore," Harry looked over at him and the same old twinkle shone through his eyes, Harry lowered his voice, " And I have been out of the castle once or twice."
Sirius laughed, but it was not the laugh Harry was used to. It was not a hard bark, a hoarse laugh but a soft, husky one.
" You are your fathers son Harry," Remus said putting an arm around him but Harry escaped his grip and stood up facing Sirius.
"Tell me about him—my father—James?" Harry pleaded.
Sirius pondered this. " James…loves your mother Harry. He is…mischevious, smart funny…gives the Professors a run for their money…but at the same time can get away with murder."
Harry felt a pang when Sirius was speaking of his dead dad in the present tense. Although, when Sirius finished, Harry smiled which seemed to make Sirius look around the room awkwardly and say no more.
" Sirius—" Harry said stopping all words that were likely to come from Remus's mouth. " It's my fault that you're dead, I should have told Snape…I should have used the Mirror you gave me after Christmas… I shouldn't have jumped to conclusions—"
"Snape?"
" He's my potions Professor," Harry said, quickly, feeling slightly interrupted during his spoken storm of emotions.
Sirius's jaw dropped.
" That git came to be a Professor? You didn't mention that Moony," he said accusingly.
" I'm so sorry Sirius—you'd still be alive if it weren't for me, it's my fault that you're dead!" He continued, needing to get the feeling off his chest.
" Harry! Stop that!" Remus howled as if he were in pain. Dumbledore came forward as Sirius took a step back.
" Harry, listen to me, it's not your fault any of this happened, do you understand? Sirius came when I told him not to…he wanted to be there to protect you! He wouldn't be left behind—he would have died for your safety, and he did."
Sirius frowned and looked at the boy his age that was crying over his death. Remus stood and hugged Harry, his cries muffled against the werewolf's chest. Dumbledore looked around the room over at Sirius who picked up a book to show where he was, leaning against the wall looking at the group as if they were miles away.
" Sirius—"
" I think I've done more harm than good, perhaps we should leave," he said smoothing his hair down at the back.
" No," Harry said moving out of Remus's comfort. " No, don't go."
Sirius looked at him. " I feel strangely like an adult here," he said and smiled wryly.
" But we're equals now," Harry reasoned and looked at Dumbledore who was trying to focus on a place on the wall. "Why can't you stay?"
" Harry it's not as easy as that. As we explained, Sirius is a memory, Remus's memory and I'm quite astounded that you can see him as he was—"
" It was through Snape's Pensive…that's where I saw him as he is now."
Dumbledore nodded. " But he cannot stay because his physical form will fade."
" But his spirit will live on—"
" Even if we return him to he map because he will always be remembered."
Harry turned angrily away from Dumbledore. " I'm sorry Harry, nothing can be done."
Not looking at his headmaster Harry walked over to Sirius. " Thanks."
Sirius smiled. "Anytime, but what for in particular?"
" For making Snape as nasty as humanly possible towards me," he chuckled. " Seriously, for being my dads best friend."
" It was hard not to be," he said, " Your parents were good people, Harry. Remember that."
" I will."
Remus moved forward and cast the spell. " Redes ad Consilium."
The light pink glow came from the tip of his wand and as Harry screamed goodbye, an inviable rope pulled Sirius into the map once again.
Dumbledore looked at the desolate Harry and put a comforting hand on his shoulder. " We'll come and get you later on. It's just best you stay with the Muggles for a little while longer. Perhaps isolating yourself from the Wizarding world will do you some good."
Harry nodded and turned to Remus, " Thanks for bringing him here."
" No problem Harry," Remus collected the map from the floor and handed it to Harry. " It wouldn't be the Marauders Map with out Padfoot."
Albus smiled and he and Remus left the room and the house. Harry slept well that night and remembered one thing, " That git came to be a Professor?" Laughing softly so as not to disturb the Dursely's, he fell asleep, noting that he had to tell Hermione and Ron what had happened.
A/N: I'M SO SORRY! I'VE TAKEN WAY TOO LONG AND I'M SO SORRY…. you see, it was writers block…I couldn't do anything so I sat and did ALL my French holiday homework. Yay me. Well…I think it's the final chapter next…hmmm… what will happen? THANX 4 REVIEWING! U GUYS RULE!
PS: Meowface isn't morbidly obese despite her cookie consumption per annum.
Phoenix