(A/N) Well, here's the second chapter. I'm just now starting to get it into the actual plot: the mirror! Anyway, I thank my reviewers much for their kind reviews. X) Hopefully I don't disappoint any of you!
Disclaimer: Ah, yes, there comes a time in the life of an author when they have to write the ever-so-boring disclaimer. I own not thy Harry Potter books or content, nor do I own any of thy holy J.K. originals. Wishing and reality art different things, it seems. I simply own thy plot somewhat and thou mustn't steal Mascarane, either. Thank thee for thy time. Dost thou wish to sue? Don't. I mean it. Don't.
NOTE: This is for fun, and strictly that. Just because I laugh at a character, that doesn't mean I hate that character. I make Sirius an idiot, but actually, I love 'im to death. [Sirius Plushie has foam dripping from his mouth] Ah.. Ahahahaha… Erm… Help? [Runs off screaming] And please remember to point out any mistakes, or confusing points! Thank you, now read on while I fend off my evil followers! [Chases Sirius Plushie with baseball bat]
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Harry was extremely careful for the rest of the day. Lupin was keeping a good eye on him, and Harry was afraid to turn his back to him. Ron, however, had the worst of it. He was always cowering before Lupin, who hovered near him at all times. He constantly apologized for calling Lupin an old woman, and for saying that werewolves must get PMS, but it didn't work. He didn't know of the snore interruptions, and didn't know that he had been the one that gave Lupin the nasty bruise on his upper arm. Lupin was getting calmer, but his temper shot up at every remark he thought might have resembled an insult. Sirius stayed clear of Lupin, as he had a big mouth and was most likely to shoot off some stupid remark (he knew this) and yet again get chased by Lupin. Harry, feeling mature, called a meeting between Ron, himself, and Sirius.
When all three of them were inside Harry and Ron's bedroom, Harry locked the door and Sirius magically locked it. Ron was curled up on Harry's bed, his eyes darting back and forth as if he were afraid that Lupin would Apparate and kill him on the spot. Sirius, too, was wary, as he kept glancing towards the door to make sure that Lupin wasn't listening.
"Right, Sirius!" said Harry, causing Sirius to jump. "You've known Lupin the longest, why is he so grumpy?"
"Grumpy, am I?" said a voice that made Ron scream.
Sirius and Harry broke into mad laughter, where Harry fell off the bed and hit his head, and Sirius rolled right into the dresser, where many objects fell onto him ("DAMN IT!") including the dresser drawers. Ron hissed at Sirius, who had been the 'voice', and curled into a ball.
Sirius rubbed his head and crawled back to Harry's bed. "Dunno," he said. "Maybe Ron's right, maybe he does have PMS…"
"Or PTS," commented Harry, "for Pre-Transformation-Syndrome."
A sound filled the room that sounded like the rumbling of an engine, but turned out to be a low-pitch growl. Lupin suddenly appeared, sitting on Ron's bed. He had Harry's Invisibility Cloak in his hands, and was looking highly irritated.
The reaction between the three differed. Sirius yelped and flung himself under Harry's bed. Harry screamed and threw himself into a cupboard, where he slammed the doors shut. Ron, however, shrieked louder than Mrs. Black. He flung open the window and truly attempted to jump out it, finding that the lower half of his body was hanging awkwardly out of the window. He wasn't fat, but that the window was too small to even permit Harry to jump through it. However, he continued to struggle and push.
Lupin pulled out his wand and pulled Sirius out first. He was face-to-face with him, despite the fact that Sirius was trembling and looking horrified. Lupin glared at Sirius, ignoring Harry's constant "He's forgotten about me… Who's Harry? I don't know… Never met him…" and Ron's "HELP ME! ARRRRRGGHHH! HELP! HEEEELLLLLPPPPP MEEEEEEEEE!"
"So," stated Lupin, in an I've-got-you-now tone of voice. "You think I've got PMS, do you?"
Sirius rapidly shook his head, though knowing he had been caught saying so. "J-just joking," he sputtered.
Lupin grinned wickedly at Sirius. "Right," he said. "Of course, old friend, I believe you."
Sirius blinked at Lupin and stared at him as if he were an idiot. Lupin simply smirked and pulled a vial filled with a purple liquid out of his torn robe pocket. He handed it to Sirius, who grabbed it and stared blankly at it.
"Drink it," ordered Lupin.
Sirius frowned. "What is it?" he asked suspiciously. "It's not dangerous, is it? You wouldn't do something truly nasty to me over a joke?"
Lupin smiled. "Of course not," replied Lupin. "You know I'd never give you anything that could /physically/ hurt you."
Harry opened the cupboard doors enough so he could see Lupin and Sirius. Sirius was staring uncertainly at the vial while Lupin was forcing a smile. Harry began to wonder if Sirius was actually stupid enough to drink it.
Sirius popped out the cork in the vial and sniffed the liquid. He scrunched up his face in disgust before turning his head away from the vial.
"Disgusting! Horrible! What is this, dragon pee?" snorted Sirius.
Lupin chuckled and grinned. "Of course not. You ought to know by now that potions never smell sweet." He simply stated. He saw Harry open his mouth to speak and glared at him, causing Harry to whimper and close the cupboard doors slightly.
Sirius frowned at Lupin. "But why should I drink it?" he asked.
"It'll tell me if you're telling the truth." Said Lupin. He frowned at Sirius. "If you don't take it, I'd think you were /lying/ to me…"
Harry cursed loudly at what happened next. Sirius shrugged and took a huge gulp out of the potion. He wrinkled his nose and threw the potion aside, where it hit the cupboard and shattered. Harry had cursed because the purple liquid had splattered and went through the entrance (he had the cupboard doors slightly open) and drenched his robes. Harry held his nose, extremely unhappy that he was now drenched in the most foul-smelling potion he had ever smelled.
Harry glared out at Sirius, or at least what he thought was Sirius. Lupin was cackling madly at the pile of Sirius's clothes. Harry threw open the cupboard doors and dashed to where he thought Sirius was. He glared up at Lupin.
"You killed him!" roared Harry. "Damn, Lupin! You'd kill your old schoolmate just for joking around?"
"I didn't kill him," hissed Lupin, his eyes shining maliciously. "Heehee… Take a look…"
Lupin pointed at the loose clothes, and Harry looked. He could have sworn he saw something wriggle in the clothes, and screamed when a tiny head popped out of the sleeve of Sirius's robe. Harry fell backwards and knocked into Ron, who was still screaming for help. He hadn't even noticed that Ron had suddenly stopped screaming; he didn't notice that he had knocked Ron completely out of the window, where he fell and hit his head.
The little head had shoulder-length black hair. It was blinking at him with small, round eyes before turning to Lupin. Lupin tilted his head back and burst into laughter upon seeing Baby Sirius.
Harry crawled towards Baby Sirius, where he poked his forehead. He was greeted with a nasty experience; Baby Sirius bit him. Harry sucked his finger and glared at Lupin, who was clapping his hands madly and laughing. Harry grabbed Baby Sirius and wrapped him up in Sirius's shirt (which was at least five times Baby Sirius's size) and made for the door. Lupin had stopped laughing and was watching Harry with interest.
Harry tried to turn the doorknob after unlocking it, but remembered Sirius magically locking it. He cursed (Baby Sirius watching him with complete attention) and turned to Lupin, who was still watching him.
"Open it," demanded Harry. Lupin didn't move. "OPEN IT!" yelled Harry, nearly dropping Baby Sirius.
"No." said Lupin simply. "I've only gotten my revenge on him… I've still got you and Ron to do…"
Harry gulped. He watched Lupin raise his wand and point it at him, Lupin's eyes twinkling. Harry snapped his eyes shut, a cold sweat running down his forehead; nothing happened.
Harry looked up and saw Lupin was gone. However, he also saw that his Invisibility Cloak was gone as well. He looked around him frantically, occasionally spinning around to see if Lupin was behind him. Suddenly, Harry felt a finger run up his spine and stop at his shoulders. Harry cringed and threw his back against the wall. He looked around him, scared dumb. He suddenly felt something poke his left shoulder; he kicked the area around his left shoulder, only to be greeted with a poke on his right. Soon enough, Harry was kicking everywhere he could, all the while getting poked everywhere imaginable (above the waist, you nasty-minded people).
Soon enough, Harry was panting and sitting on the floor. He had worn himself out, kicking the air. Lupin started chuckling before throwing off the Invisibility Cloak and sitting beside Harry (who was still holding Baby Sirius). He grinned at Harry before throwing his arm over Harry's shoulder.
"I'll abuse an adult, but not a child," said Lupin cheerily. "Well-I will-but, you know, it's no fun beating up a kid. It's more fun to traumatize them."
Harry growled and glared at Lupin. "I'm not a child!" he said angrily. "And now I'm going to get bruises everywhere… I don't know what's worse, getting throw up on by Sirius, or getting poked by you!"
Lupin looked and saw Baby Sirius was grinning stupidly, vomit dribbling from his mouth (and off Harry's shirt). Lupin took Baby Sirius from Harry and set him on Ron's bed.
"Go on-puke-yes, that's right-good Sirius!" cackled Lupin. "Well, that'll be my revenge on Ron," he looked to Harry, who was staring distastefully at his vomit-soaked shirt. "Why don't you go take a shower or something?" said Lupin.
Harry glared at Lupin before standing up. "I think I will," he said, pulling his trunk out from under his bed and getting a clean shirt from it. He heard Lupin unlock the door and trudged unhappily out of it and headed off towards the bathroom.
Harry didn't understand it; everyone seemed to love what Lupin had done to Sirius. Hermione and Ginny were playing dress-up with him, only to fall over laughing uncontrollably when they dressed him in a cute pink dress. Harry frowned and tore off the dress, only to realize that was all he had on.
Ron was constantly glaring at Lupin; he didn't appreciate it when he saw his sheets covered with puke. Lupin, however, was constantly grinning and seemed to love watching the girls harass Baby Sirius. When Harry asked Lupin when it would wear off, he simply said, "It wears off?" and made Harry run off screaming. He later had to comfort Harry who had locked himself in the bathroom and was sobbing constantly (Lupin had to, because Mrs. Weasley was beating him over the head with her broomstick).
However, things just got weirder and weirder. Baby Sirius had aged ten years over three days and was now Sirius, the annoying, ever-so-sulky eleven-year-old. He was constantly following Harry everywhere. He had to explain to eleven-year-old Sirius that people need privacy when they go to the bathroom; Sirius, of course, went off sulking. Harry had to look for him and beat him around the head with a frying pan for flipping Hermione's skirt.
When Sirius was eighteen, he was taller than Harry, but much more immature. He was constantly harassing Harry to create havoc with him. He was dragging Harry around and making him distract people so he could hex something. Harry mostly disliked it when Sirius woke him up in the middle of the night because he wanted to know why he wasn't allowed to leave the house.
One day, after getting jumped on by Sirius and dragged down to the dining room, Harry turned to Lupin and shot him an angry look.
"Will he get back his memories?" asked Harry. "And will he remember puking on me?"
Lupin nodded. "The potion will stop working when he reaches his original age." He said. He suddenly grinned at Harry. "He'll even remember being dressed in a purple tutu."
Sirius, who was sitting beside Harry, blinked at Lupin. "Who was in a purple tutu?" he asked.
"You were," said Harry, causing Sirius to look petrified.
"Harry," nagged Sirius. "Are you done yet? I finished my project… I need you to test it…"
Harry looked startled. "What were you making?" he asked suspiciously. Sirius stuck out his tongue and looked away. "I'm not testing it if you won't tell me what it is!" said Harry irritably.
Sirius stood up and yanked Harry along with him. He dragged him (all the while, Harry was resisting) up to the attic, leaving a confused Lupin behind. Harry looked around and saw that the attic was very dusty and full of knick-knacks that looked useless. However, Sirius dragged him past all of the cabinets full of vials and boxes and pushed him in front of a mirror.
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Well, was that better? Weirder? I hope. Hmm. Anyway, hope you liked it, and please read and review! Thanks much!
Ah, yes, and much thanks to prowlingwolf yet again. I really appreciate the corrections. Really, there's no sarcasm there. Sometimes I make mistakes that I don't notice. It's nice to be able to fix them. Thanks much! And, I probably should've thought up a better revenge for Ron, but what can I say? My fingers hurt... all right, now I'm complaining. Oh well. Maybe I'll add to it... but Ron was unconsious, so he couldn't do anything directly to Ron... [Deep in thought] Nah, Lupin'll get his revenge on Ron later. Bwuahahahaha! XD
Disclaimer: Ah, yes, there comes a time in the life of an author when they have to write the ever-so-boring disclaimer. I own not thy Harry Potter books or content, nor do I own any of thy holy J.K. originals. Wishing and reality art different things, it seems. I simply own thy plot somewhat and thou mustn't steal Mascarane, either. Thank thee for thy time. Dost thou wish to sue? Don't. I mean it. Don't.
NOTE: This is for fun, and strictly that. Just because I laugh at a character, that doesn't mean I hate that character. I make Sirius an idiot, but actually, I love 'im to death. [Sirius Plushie has foam dripping from his mouth] Ah.. Ahahahaha… Erm… Help? [Runs off screaming] And please remember to point out any mistakes, or confusing points! Thank you, now read on while I fend off my evil followers! [Chases Sirius Plushie with baseball bat]
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Harry was extremely careful for the rest of the day. Lupin was keeping a good eye on him, and Harry was afraid to turn his back to him. Ron, however, had the worst of it. He was always cowering before Lupin, who hovered near him at all times. He constantly apologized for calling Lupin an old woman, and for saying that werewolves must get PMS, but it didn't work. He didn't know of the snore interruptions, and didn't know that he had been the one that gave Lupin the nasty bruise on his upper arm. Lupin was getting calmer, but his temper shot up at every remark he thought might have resembled an insult. Sirius stayed clear of Lupin, as he had a big mouth and was most likely to shoot off some stupid remark (he knew this) and yet again get chased by Lupin. Harry, feeling mature, called a meeting between Ron, himself, and Sirius.
When all three of them were inside Harry and Ron's bedroom, Harry locked the door and Sirius magically locked it. Ron was curled up on Harry's bed, his eyes darting back and forth as if he were afraid that Lupin would Apparate and kill him on the spot. Sirius, too, was wary, as he kept glancing towards the door to make sure that Lupin wasn't listening.
"Right, Sirius!" said Harry, causing Sirius to jump. "You've known Lupin the longest, why is he so grumpy?"
"Grumpy, am I?" said a voice that made Ron scream.
Sirius and Harry broke into mad laughter, where Harry fell off the bed and hit his head, and Sirius rolled right into the dresser, where many objects fell onto him ("DAMN IT!") including the dresser drawers. Ron hissed at Sirius, who had been the 'voice', and curled into a ball.
Sirius rubbed his head and crawled back to Harry's bed. "Dunno," he said. "Maybe Ron's right, maybe he does have PMS…"
"Or PTS," commented Harry, "for Pre-Transformation-Syndrome."
A sound filled the room that sounded like the rumbling of an engine, but turned out to be a low-pitch growl. Lupin suddenly appeared, sitting on Ron's bed. He had Harry's Invisibility Cloak in his hands, and was looking highly irritated.
The reaction between the three differed. Sirius yelped and flung himself under Harry's bed. Harry screamed and threw himself into a cupboard, where he slammed the doors shut. Ron, however, shrieked louder than Mrs. Black. He flung open the window and truly attempted to jump out it, finding that the lower half of his body was hanging awkwardly out of the window. He wasn't fat, but that the window was too small to even permit Harry to jump through it. However, he continued to struggle and push.
Lupin pulled out his wand and pulled Sirius out first. He was face-to-face with him, despite the fact that Sirius was trembling and looking horrified. Lupin glared at Sirius, ignoring Harry's constant "He's forgotten about me… Who's Harry? I don't know… Never met him…" and Ron's "HELP ME! ARRRRRGGHHH! HELP! HEEEELLLLLPPPPP MEEEEEEEEE!"
"So," stated Lupin, in an I've-got-you-now tone of voice. "You think I've got PMS, do you?"
Sirius rapidly shook his head, though knowing he had been caught saying so. "J-just joking," he sputtered.
Lupin grinned wickedly at Sirius. "Right," he said. "Of course, old friend, I believe you."
Sirius blinked at Lupin and stared at him as if he were an idiot. Lupin simply smirked and pulled a vial filled with a purple liquid out of his torn robe pocket. He handed it to Sirius, who grabbed it and stared blankly at it.
"Drink it," ordered Lupin.
Sirius frowned. "What is it?" he asked suspiciously. "It's not dangerous, is it? You wouldn't do something truly nasty to me over a joke?"
Lupin smiled. "Of course not," replied Lupin. "You know I'd never give you anything that could /physically/ hurt you."
Harry opened the cupboard doors enough so he could see Lupin and Sirius. Sirius was staring uncertainly at the vial while Lupin was forcing a smile. Harry began to wonder if Sirius was actually stupid enough to drink it.
Sirius popped out the cork in the vial and sniffed the liquid. He scrunched up his face in disgust before turning his head away from the vial.
"Disgusting! Horrible! What is this, dragon pee?" snorted Sirius.
Lupin chuckled and grinned. "Of course not. You ought to know by now that potions never smell sweet." He simply stated. He saw Harry open his mouth to speak and glared at him, causing Harry to whimper and close the cupboard doors slightly.
Sirius frowned at Lupin. "But why should I drink it?" he asked.
"It'll tell me if you're telling the truth." Said Lupin. He frowned at Sirius. "If you don't take it, I'd think you were /lying/ to me…"
Harry cursed loudly at what happened next. Sirius shrugged and took a huge gulp out of the potion. He wrinkled his nose and threw the potion aside, where it hit the cupboard and shattered. Harry had cursed because the purple liquid had splattered and went through the entrance (he had the cupboard doors slightly open) and drenched his robes. Harry held his nose, extremely unhappy that he was now drenched in the most foul-smelling potion he had ever smelled.
Harry glared out at Sirius, or at least what he thought was Sirius. Lupin was cackling madly at the pile of Sirius's clothes. Harry threw open the cupboard doors and dashed to where he thought Sirius was. He glared up at Lupin.
"You killed him!" roared Harry. "Damn, Lupin! You'd kill your old schoolmate just for joking around?"
"I didn't kill him," hissed Lupin, his eyes shining maliciously. "Heehee… Take a look…"
Lupin pointed at the loose clothes, and Harry looked. He could have sworn he saw something wriggle in the clothes, and screamed when a tiny head popped out of the sleeve of Sirius's robe. Harry fell backwards and knocked into Ron, who was still screaming for help. He hadn't even noticed that Ron had suddenly stopped screaming; he didn't notice that he had knocked Ron completely out of the window, where he fell and hit his head.
The little head had shoulder-length black hair. It was blinking at him with small, round eyes before turning to Lupin. Lupin tilted his head back and burst into laughter upon seeing Baby Sirius.
Harry crawled towards Baby Sirius, where he poked his forehead. He was greeted with a nasty experience; Baby Sirius bit him. Harry sucked his finger and glared at Lupin, who was clapping his hands madly and laughing. Harry grabbed Baby Sirius and wrapped him up in Sirius's shirt (which was at least five times Baby Sirius's size) and made for the door. Lupin had stopped laughing and was watching Harry with interest.
Harry tried to turn the doorknob after unlocking it, but remembered Sirius magically locking it. He cursed (Baby Sirius watching him with complete attention) and turned to Lupin, who was still watching him.
"Open it," demanded Harry. Lupin didn't move. "OPEN IT!" yelled Harry, nearly dropping Baby Sirius.
"No." said Lupin simply. "I've only gotten my revenge on him… I've still got you and Ron to do…"
Harry gulped. He watched Lupin raise his wand and point it at him, Lupin's eyes twinkling. Harry snapped his eyes shut, a cold sweat running down his forehead; nothing happened.
Harry looked up and saw Lupin was gone. However, he also saw that his Invisibility Cloak was gone as well. He looked around him frantically, occasionally spinning around to see if Lupin was behind him. Suddenly, Harry felt a finger run up his spine and stop at his shoulders. Harry cringed and threw his back against the wall. He looked around him, scared dumb. He suddenly felt something poke his left shoulder; he kicked the area around his left shoulder, only to be greeted with a poke on his right. Soon enough, Harry was kicking everywhere he could, all the while getting poked everywhere imaginable (above the waist, you nasty-minded people).
Soon enough, Harry was panting and sitting on the floor. He had worn himself out, kicking the air. Lupin started chuckling before throwing off the Invisibility Cloak and sitting beside Harry (who was still holding Baby Sirius). He grinned at Harry before throwing his arm over Harry's shoulder.
"I'll abuse an adult, but not a child," said Lupin cheerily. "Well-I will-but, you know, it's no fun beating up a kid. It's more fun to traumatize them."
Harry growled and glared at Lupin. "I'm not a child!" he said angrily. "And now I'm going to get bruises everywhere… I don't know what's worse, getting throw up on by Sirius, or getting poked by you!"
Lupin looked and saw Baby Sirius was grinning stupidly, vomit dribbling from his mouth (and off Harry's shirt). Lupin took Baby Sirius from Harry and set him on Ron's bed.
"Go on-puke-yes, that's right-good Sirius!" cackled Lupin. "Well, that'll be my revenge on Ron," he looked to Harry, who was staring distastefully at his vomit-soaked shirt. "Why don't you go take a shower or something?" said Lupin.
Harry glared at Lupin before standing up. "I think I will," he said, pulling his trunk out from under his bed and getting a clean shirt from it. He heard Lupin unlock the door and trudged unhappily out of it and headed off towards the bathroom.
Harry didn't understand it; everyone seemed to love what Lupin had done to Sirius. Hermione and Ginny were playing dress-up with him, only to fall over laughing uncontrollably when they dressed him in a cute pink dress. Harry frowned and tore off the dress, only to realize that was all he had on.
Ron was constantly glaring at Lupin; he didn't appreciate it when he saw his sheets covered with puke. Lupin, however, was constantly grinning and seemed to love watching the girls harass Baby Sirius. When Harry asked Lupin when it would wear off, he simply said, "It wears off?" and made Harry run off screaming. He later had to comfort Harry who had locked himself in the bathroom and was sobbing constantly (Lupin had to, because Mrs. Weasley was beating him over the head with her broomstick).
However, things just got weirder and weirder. Baby Sirius had aged ten years over three days and was now Sirius, the annoying, ever-so-sulky eleven-year-old. He was constantly following Harry everywhere. He had to explain to eleven-year-old Sirius that people need privacy when they go to the bathroom; Sirius, of course, went off sulking. Harry had to look for him and beat him around the head with a frying pan for flipping Hermione's skirt.
When Sirius was eighteen, he was taller than Harry, but much more immature. He was constantly harassing Harry to create havoc with him. He was dragging Harry around and making him distract people so he could hex something. Harry mostly disliked it when Sirius woke him up in the middle of the night because he wanted to know why he wasn't allowed to leave the house.
One day, after getting jumped on by Sirius and dragged down to the dining room, Harry turned to Lupin and shot him an angry look.
"Will he get back his memories?" asked Harry. "And will he remember puking on me?"
Lupin nodded. "The potion will stop working when he reaches his original age." He said. He suddenly grinned at Harry. "He'll even remember being dressed in a purple tutu."
Sirius, who was sitting beside Harry, blinked at Lupin. "Who was in a purple tutu?" he asked.
"You were," said Harry, causing Sirius to look petrified.
"Harry," nagged Sirius. "Are you done yet? I finished my project… I need you to test it…"
Harry looked startled. "What were you making?" he asked suspiciously. Sirius stuck out his tongue and looked away. "I'm not testing it if you won't tell me what it is!" said Harry irritably.
Sirius stood up and yanked Harry along with him. He dragged him (all the while, Harry was resisting) up to the attic, leaving a confused Lupin behind. Harry looked around and saw that the attic was very dusty and full of knick-knacks that looked useless. However, Sirius dragged him past all of the cabinets full of vials and boxes and pushed him in front of a mirror.
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Well, was that better? Weirder? I hope. Hmm. Anyway, hope you liked it, and please read and review! Thanks much!
Ah, yes, and much thanks to prowlingwolf yet again. I really appreciate the corrections. Really, there's no sarcasm there. Sometimes I make mistakes that I don't notice. It's nice to be able to fix them. Thanks much! And, I probably should've thought up a better revenge for Ron, but what can I say? My fingers hurt... all right, now I'm complaining. Oh well. Maybe I'll add to it... but Ron was unconsious, so he couldn't do anything directly to Ron... [Deep in thought] Nah, Lupin'll get his revenge on Ron later. Bwuahahahaha! XD