Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Authors Note: Well, here it is. The answer to my cliffy. You ranted and raved and threatened to shoot me (naw, you all love me too much.) Anyways, there is an opening for Beta in my life. If you would like to be one, I need to have a sample of your writing and blah blah blah. Have fun, kiddies. -Kat
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Chapter 7
More Surpises!
Harry couldn't believe his eyes. Sirius walked into the great hall. His eyes were full of mischieveous light as he made his way to Harry. He wispered to him, and smiled at the look on his face.
"Just thought I'd make a grand entrance. See you tonight if Snape doesn't kill me." He continued to walk timidly down the center isle. He was being watched by every pair of eyes in the room. The silence was unnerving. When he reached the head table, he sat down next o Professor Lupin. Dumbledore stood and the murmers around them ceased.
"Welcome, to another year here at Hogwarts. Before we enjoy the lovely food that has been prepared for us, I have a few start of term announcements. ("Yeah, better explain this one," a 5th hear wispered. Ginny and Harry sent her identical death glares.) The Forbidden Forest was named that for a good reason. Around Christmas time, we will be holding a Yule Ball." There were many groans from the boys in the rooms, stressing the need to not dress up again. Harry flashed back to the Triwizard Tournament, and shook off the thoughts.
"We will also have two Defense Against the Dark Arts professors this year. Reamus Lupin, who many of you remember, and as you can see, Sirius Black--now--before you go questioning my judgement, if you do not read the Daily Prophet, I would suggest you do so. I am not saying, however, that all that is said is true, but it does have truth in it. Sirius is by far guilty of any crime, and has been pardoned. He is free for good reasons, and will most likely explain in class. He will be filling in mostly when Professor Lupin cannot do so, and they will also address that in class.
"Mr. Filch insists that I address the concern for Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. All of the Wheeze's, and any other joke material, is strictly banned by Mr. Filch. He doesn't want to catch you with them." He heard the moaning of many people, and added, "If you are caught, you will be sent directly to me." His eyes twinkled. "And without further wait, let the feasts begin!" The feast was as magnificent as ever, and earned the exclamations of suprise from many of the first years.
Later that evening, after Harry clarrified that there was no possible way he could eat anymore. Dumbledore was sending everyone to their dormitories, so he told Hermione to take care of the First Years tonight. Ginny walked over and gave him a quick kiss, and then he went off to visit Sirius. He walked to the Defense corridor with a fastened pace, and the knocked on a door.
"It's open Harry, and you don't have to knock."
"Oye, Sirius, why didn't you tell me?" He looked over to him and saw a rubber chicken in Sirius' hand, he doubled over laughing, "Uh, why do you have a rubber chicken?"
"Courtesy Gred and Forge," the misterious twinkle in his eyes were as bright as ever. "I was stupid enough to open a welcome present from them...100 rubber chickens exploded out of the box. Brilliant," he held the chicken by the neck and looked at it, shaking his head. He tossed it to the side.
"So, how does it feel to be a free man?"
"Weird. Albus--oh, that's weird, too--has had to remind me that I don't need to be a dog quite a few times already. And you, Mr. Potter, how does it feel to have a real home?" He smiled at Harry.
"WHAT?!"
"You heard me. I have filed to be your legal guardian, being that you need one until you're 18."
"Wow. It feels great. Does Mrs. Weasley know?"
"Of course, she's going to send your bed and stuff to our house this weekend."
"House? What?"
"Hogsmead had a lovely little cottage right off the grounds of the school. I loved it since I saw it. Lovely 3 bedroom place."
"3?"
"Reamus is moving in with us."
"Oh, cool!"
"Thought you'd like that. You can see it Halloween Hogsmead visit."
"No, can't, sorry. Anyway, how do you like the concept of teaching me?" Harry tried, keyword tried, to change the subject.
"No, why can't you?"
"Plans, that's all."
"Explain."
"Merlin, you're nosy. No, I won't." Harry was not spilling his plan. Only Dumbledore know.
"Come on, Harry, I won't tell." His eyes were twinkling brightly. "Does this have to do with a certain redhead?"
"Sorry, Crookshands isn't my type." Harry decided two could play at this game. "You are your fathers son. Impossible to get the truth out of him until you put a full body bind on him." As he said it, he did it. "HaHa!"
'Ugh' was inderstandable through his closed mouth. "'Ine," he heard.
Sirius let him out of the bind. "Okay, spit it out."
"Evil, I tell you. Azkaban has made you terribly vengent."
"No, I was always like that."
"Lovely, well, if you must know, and you must, because you acted like you would die otherwise, I am taking Ginny out. She doesn't know it, so keep your mouth shut," he added. Sirius nodded seriously at his request, "It's our year anniversary, and no one knows besides us, Dumbledore, and now you."
"Blimey, Harry, a year?" Sirius was shocked.
"Yes, damnit, and I'm proud of it, too!"
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After talking to Sirius for what seemed to be hours, Harry made his way back to the common room. Once there, he saw Hermione sitting in a chair reading a book.
"Hey, 'Mione." Harry need someone to talk to, and she was the only one up at this hour. "Sirius is so happy. Ginny and Ron in bed?"
"Yes, they were both tired. Oh, harry, you HAVE to see out rooms!" She grabbed his arm. "We have out own common room and bedrooms! We can have up to 3 guests, from our own house, and teachers like Reamus and Sirius. It's amazing. We can even have service to our room." Hermione had long forgotten about S.P.E.W. Harry saw a picture of a beautiful young woman with long brown hair, holding a rose. "Password?"
"The password is 'Moonlight'," Hermione stated.
The portrait nodded her head and swung open. It revealed a beautiful circular room. It had a small library and two wonderful armchairs, a couch, and something Harry's Aunt Petunia used to call a loveseat. Harry walked over to the library section, which was over by the windows. There were two more arm chairs and end tables there. There was a large desk that had quills and parchment on it, most likely for head boy/girl work.
A spiral stair case much like Dumbledore's was at the far side of the room. It led up to a large circular loft, where there were 3 seperate oak doors. The first door was left blank, the door in the middle head HG and the door to the left head HP. As he opened his door, nothing could have prepared him for what he saw.
Countless candles lit the whole room. There was a beatiful fire lit acrost from his overly large four post bed. The whole room was adorned with mahogony wood. It was silhouetted by lovely parchment coloured walls. He had a large wardrobe over by a huge desk by Hedwig's cage and stand. Harry even had a lovely view of the lake. He looked around and saw that he had two night stands, one adorned with different sized pillars, and the other with a few books and small gas lamp. On his desk there was an eagle quill, ink in a lovely red bottle, and parchment.
"Oh, Harry, your room is gorgeous." She surveyed the walls and bed, which was a beatiful light gold colour, with red markings over it. Hermione grabbed his arm and brought him to her room.
"Well, 'Mione, I have never been dragged to a girls room before," Harry said, with a mischieveous glint in his eyes.
Hermiones room was as equally beautiful, but elegant. Candles levitated around her room, and she had an enchanted sky. Her room was adorned with oak furnishings, and book cases. Her room was placed much like Harry's, except her room was a midnight blue. She had a moon and star border around her room. This was much different from Harry's mahogany and gold colours.
They silently aggreed to check out the bathroom. It reminded Harry much of the Prefects bathroom, except for this bathroom was much more elegant with black tiling and silver fixtures. Harry smiled at Hermione and walked her to her bedroom. They said goodnight, and Harry parted down to their common room to sit by the fire.
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Harry awoke with a start. The common room was dark except for a few glowing embers in the fire grate. He looked up at the grandfather clock, which had awoken him. It read 2:00 AM.
Harry sat up and looked around the room. He had slept straight through with no dreams. He got up and dragged himself ut the stairs and into his room. He undressed, and slid into bed.
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Author's Note: Well, there you go. The next chapter is going to be funny, too...I think. ;) And remember, I need a well rounded beta to kick me in the butt when I suck, and to guide me (*sometimes*). I am taking applications, people! (They're just rolling in, *cough*not*cough*, I feel so damn loved.)
Time for those thank you's. I don't think there is a lot tonight, though. :(
Esperanza- I'm glad it made you laugh. I write this story on my free periods in school, so I was sitting in the library when I wrote that. I got so many funny looks when I laughed at what I had written, but I tend to get funny looks all the time anyway, so it doesn't matter much. ;)
blondie55- I'm glad you can't wait for more. It seems like you all love this story, and I'm glad, because I'm going to be doing a lot with it this week since I'm on spring break. :)
Authors Note: Well, here it is. The answer to my cliffy. You ranted and raved and threatened to shoot me (naw, you all love me too much.) Anyways, there is an opening for Beta in my life. If you would like to be one, I need to have a sample of your writing and blah blah blah. Have fun, kiddies. -Kat
Chapter 7
More Surpises!
Harry couldn't believe his eyes. Sirius walked into the great hall. His eyes were full of mischieveous light as he made his way to Harry. He wispered to him, and smiled at the look on his face.
"Just thought I'd make a grand entrance. See you tonight if Snape doesn't kill me." He continued to walk timidly down the center isle. He was being watched by every pair of eyes in the room. The silence was unnerving. When he reached the head table, he sat down next o Professor Lupin. Dumbledore stood and the murmers around them ceased.
"Welcome, to another year here at Hogwarts. Before we enjoy the lovely food that has been prepared for us, I have a few start of term announcements. ("Yeah, better explain this one," a 5th hear wispered. Ginny and Harry sent her identical death glares.) The Forbidden Forest was named that for a good reason. Around Christmas time, we will be holding a Yule Ball." There were many groans from the boys in the rooms, stressing the need to not dress up again. Harry flashed back to the Triwizard Tournament, and shook off the thoughts.
"We will also have two Defense Against the Dark Arts professors this year. Reamus Lupin, who many of you remember, and as you can see, Sirius Black--now--before you go questioning my judgement, if you do not read the Daily Prophet, I would suggest you do so. I am not saying, however, that all that is said is true, but it does have truth in it. Sirius is by far guilty of any crime, and has been pardoned. He is free for good reasons, and will most likely explain in class. He will be filling in mostly when Professor Lupin cannot do so, and they will also address that in class.
"Mr. Filch insists that I address the concern for Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. All of the Wheeze's, and any other joke material, is strictly banned by Mr. Filch. He doesn't want to catch you with them." He heard the moaning of many people, and added, "If you are caught, you will be sent directly to me." His eyes twinkled. "And without further wait, let the feasts begin!" The feast was as magnificent as ever, and earned the exclamations of suprise from many of the first years.
Later that evening, after Harry clarrified that there was no possible way he could eat anymore. Dumbledore was sending everyone to their dormitories, so he told Hermione to take care of the First Years tonight. Ginny walked over and gave him a quick kiss, and then he went off to visit Sirius. He walked to the Defense corridor with a fastened pace, and the knocked on a door.
"It's open Harry, and you don't have to knock."
"Oye, Sirius, why didn't you tell me?" He looked over to him and saw a rubber chicken in Sirius' hand, he doubled over laughing, "Uh, why do you have a rubber chicken?"
"Courtesy Gred and Forge," the misterious twinkle in his eyes were as bright as ever. "I was stupid enough to open a welcome present from them...100 rubber chickens exploded out of the box. Brilliant," he held the chicken by the neck and looked at it, shaking his head. He tossed it to the side.
"So, how does it feel to be a free man?"
"Weird. Albus--oh, that's weird, too--has had to remind me that I don't need to be a dog quite a few times already. And you, Mr. Potter, how does it feel to have a real home?" He smiled at Harry.
"WHAT?!"
"You heard me. I have filed to be your legal guardian, being that you need one until you're 18."
"Wow. It feels great. Does Mrs. Weasley know?"
"Of course, she's going to send your bed and stuff to our house this weekend."
"House? What?"
"Hogsmead had a lovely little cottage right off the grounds of the school. I loved it since I saw it. Lovely 3 bedroom place."
"3?"
"Reamus is moving in with us."
"Oh, cool!"
"Thought you'd like that. You can see it Halloween Hogsmead visit."
"No, can't, sorry. Anyway, how do you like the concept of teaching me?" Harry tried, keyword tried, to change the subject.
"No, why can't you?"
"Plans, that's all."
"Explain."
"Merlin, you're nosy. No, I won't." Harry was not spilling his plan. Only Dumbledore know.
"Come on, Harry, I won't tell." His eyes were twinkling brightly. "Does this have to do with a certain redhead?"
"Sorry, Crookshands isn't my type." Harry decided two could play at this game. "You are your fathers son. Impossible to get the truth out of him until you put a full body bind on him." As he said it, he did it. "HaHa!"
'Ugh' was inderstandable through his closed mouth. "'Ine," he heard.
Sirius let him out of the bind. "Okay, spit it out."
"Evil, I tell you. Azkaban has made you terribly vengent."
"No, I was always like that."
"Lovely, well, if you must know, and you must, because you acted like you would die otherwise, I am taking Ginny out. She doesn't know it, so keep your mouth shut," he added. Sirius nodded seriously at his request, "It's our year anniversary, and no one knows besides us, Dumbledore, and now you."
"Blimey, Harry, a year?" Sirius was shocked.
"Yes, damnit, and I'm proud of it, too!"
After talking to Sirius for what seemed to be hours, Harry made his way back to the common room. Once there, he saw Hermione sitting in a chair reading a book.
"Hey, 'Mione." Harry need someone to talk to, and she was the only one up at this hour. "Sirius is so happy. Ginny and Ron in bed?"
"Yes, they were both tired. Oh, harry, you HAVE to see out rooms!" She grabbed his arm. "We have out own common room and bedrooms! We can have up to 3 guests, from our own house, and teachers like Reamus and Sirius. It's amazing. We can even have service to our room." Hermione had long forgotten about S.P.E.W. Harry saw a picture of a beautiful young woman with long brown hair, holding a rose. "Password?"
"The password is 'Moonlight'," Hermione stated.
The portrait nodded her head and swung open. It revealed a beautiful circular room. It had a small library and two wonderful armchairs, a couch, and something Harry's Aunt Petunia used to call a loveseat. Harry walked over to the library section, which was over by the windows. There were two more arm chairs and end tables there. There was a large desk that had quills and parchment on it, most likely for head boy/girl work.
A spiral stair case much like Dumbledore's was at the far side of the room. It led up to a large circular loft, where there were 3 seperate oak doors. The first door was left blank, the door in the middle head HG and the door to the left head HP. As he opened his door, nothing could have prepared him for what he saw.
Countless candles lit the whole room. There was a beatiful fire lit acrost from his overly large four post bed. The whole room was adorned with mahogony wood. It was silhouetted by lovely parchment coloured walls. He had a large wardrobe over by a huge desk by Hedwig's cage and stand. Harry even had a lovely view of the lake. He looked around and saw that he had two night stands, one adorned with different sized pillars, and the other with a few books and small gas lamp. On his desk there was an eagle quill, ink in a lovely red bottle, and parchment.
"Oh, Harry, your room is gorgeous." She surveyed the walls and bed, which was a beatiful light gold colour, with red markings over it. Hermione grabbed his arm and brought him to her room.
"Well, 'Mione, I have never been dragged to a girls room before," Harry said, with a mischieveous glint in his eyes.
Hermiones room was as equally beautiful, but elegant. Candles levitated around her room, and she had an enchanted sky. Her room was adorned with oak furnishings, and book cases. Her room was placed much like Harry's, except her room was a midnight blue. She had a moon and star border around her room. This was much different from Harry's mahogany and gold colours.
They silently aggreed to check out the bathroom. It reminded Harry much of the Prefects bathroom, except for this bathroom was much more elegant with black tiling and silver fixtures. Harry smiled at Hermione and walked her to her bedroom. They said goodnight, and Harry parted down to their common room to sit by the fire.
Harry awoke with a start. The common room was dark except for a few glowing embers in the fire grate. He looked up at the grandfather clock, which had awoken him. It read 2:00 AM.
Harry sat up and looked around the room. He had slept straight through with no dreams. He got up and dragged himself ut the stairs and into his room. He undressed, and slid into bed.
Author's Note: Well, there you go. The next chapter is going to be funny, too...I think. ;) And remember, I need a well rounded beta to kick me in the butt when I suck, and to guide me (*sometimes*). I am taking applications, people! (They're just rolling in, *cough*not*cough*, I feel so damn loved.)
Time for those thank you's. I don't think there is a lot tonight, though. :(
Esperanza- I'm glad it made you laugh. I write this story on my free periods in school, so I was sitting in the library when I wrote that. I got so many funny looks when I laughed at what I had written, but I tend to get funny looks all the time anyway, so it doesn't matter much. ;)
blondie55- I'm glad you can't wait for more. It seems like you all love this story, and I'm glad, because I'm going to be doing a lot with it this week since I'm on spring break. :)