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This is after 5th year, in the summer holidays (obviously) and Ellen and Sirius are together, and so are Lily and James.

Ellen is in the same year in Lily, and her best friend. There are other girls in their year, but more on them later!

The Holiday From Hell

Ellen's head popped in James' Fireplace.

Sirius who was walking past, eating toast in his boxers, saw her, and chucked his toast away and knelt by the fireplace.

"Heya!" Ellen said brightly.

"Hey, gorgeous!" Sirius said, attempting to kiss her, but getting burnt by the fire.

"Ow!" he squealed.

"We're going to the beach tomorrow and you and James are coming." Ellen informed him.

"We are?" Sirius said, excited. "Where's the beach?" he asked, looking around James's living room, as if he could find it. He couldn't, and gave up. It probably didn't helped that he didn't actually know what a beach was.

"Don't worry, James knows." Ellen said, raising her eyebrow at Sirius.

"Okay then! Bye!" Sirius said happily

"Bye-bye" Ellen said, lowering her eyebrow at Sirius and disappearing.

Sirius plodded off to find his toast, which was stuck to 2 walls, the couch and the ceiling. He was a growing boy; after all, which he constantly reminded himself.

Once finishing his toast, which took a surprisingly short time, given the amount of toast, he wandered off to the Guest room, which he affectionately named, 'Siri's Pad'.

He was lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling, which looked as if food as been thrown up there, when James walked in, without knocking.

"You do need to pack, Padfoot, we are staying there a week. And for goodness sakes, get out of your boxers!" James wisely told him.

"What do I pack?" Sirius asked him, looking around his room, as if there was a big sign telling him what to do. There wasn't so he looked at James instead.

"Lily was telling me about it. Its hot and sunny, so pack t-shirts and shorts. NOT boxers!" James told him, as Sirius opened his mouth to speak.

"What's the beach, precious?" Sirius asked in a Gollum-like voice.

"What the hell?!?!" James said, frightened.

"I saw it on your muggle veletision." Sirius explained, wisely.

"Oh!" James said, the light dawning on him. "The beach is like the lake, except with sand. And it's about 100 times bigger. With no giant squid."

James buggered off after that, telling Sirius to pack.

So Sirius packed, he packed some t-shirts, boxers, shorts and his swimming stuff, which was just more shorts. He also packed his 'Rocket 77', the latest broom.

Looking out the window, he saw it was black. Must be night! Time for dinner! Sirius was said to himself. Packing takes an awful long time, precious. He added

So, he went downstairs, where he smelled James's cooking.

He sat at the table, and dug in. The food wasn't great, but it was James's cooking, and food was food.

James's Dad was an auror and his mum was a healer that liked muggle equipment, so there was a lot of it in the house.

Where Sirius came over for the first time, he was laughing at the 'oven', when it started beeping at him. He jumped about a foot in the air, and Mrs Potter and James laughed at him. Sirius wasn't so easily convinced. He steered clear of the oven after that.

He had been watching the 'veletision' when something had started ringing, like a bell. Then Mrs Potter picked it up and it stopped ringing. Thank god. But she started talking to it, and Sirius was convinced that a Dementor was on the other side, sucking out her soul.

So naturally, being the brave person he was, Sirius tried to rescue her by snatching it off her. Mrs Potter wasn't too keen on that idea, and glared at him. Sirius was sure she was about to turn into a Dementor, so he tried to wrestle it off her. Which was quite hard, seeing as James and Mr Potter were trying to pull him off her.

So Sirius was convinced they were all Death-Eaters for about 5 minutes, then got bored.

"Um, Sirius, dear, what are you doing?" Mrs Potter asked Sirius, who has been staring at the empty Mac and Cheese pot for 5 minutes. Mrs Potter continued. "If you want more macaroni and cheese, you'll have to go without, I'm afraid. Look, it's all gone. But, you can have some salad!"

"Right!" Sirius said wisely, standing up and walking to his room.

"There's no Muggle Magic in here", Sirius said to himself, lying on his bed without getting changed. He was only wearing boxers. He had a bad habit of not getting changed out of his boxers.

James had to remind him at least 3 times before he would do it. He had even turned up to the Great Hall in his boxers. He thought he had seen Snape drool.

With all these complex thought running through his mind, he found it surprisingly easy to get to sleep.

* BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP *

Sirius woke from a deep slumber, screaming, "KILL IT! KILL IT!"

His panicked gaze fell on the red thing, which was beeping loudly. He seized his lamp, and began to smash the hell out of the beeping thing.

"NO, SIRIUS, NO!!!" James yelled, running into Sirius's room, again, without knocking. How rude.

James sprinted across Sirius's room, rescuing the lamp, and pressing a big yellow button the side of the now-not-beeping red thing.

"This", explained a very stressed James, "Is an alarm clock. I put it in your room. It was meant was to wake you up, which I see it did."

"Oh. Right." Sirius said, saving himself from potential embarrassment.

"Get your bag, and come down to the living room. We're flooing out."

Sirius nodded. After carefully arranging his hair, so it looked like he just woke up, he grabbed his bag and bounded happily down the stairs. Loudly too, because he could have sworn he could hear someone yelling "SHUT THE HELL UP!" But he must of Imagined it.

James was sitting on the couch, patiently waiting for Sirius. A lot of people had to wait patiently for Sirius.

"FOR HEAVENS SAKE, SIRIUS! GET SOME CLOTHES ON!!!" James bellowed at Sirius.

"SHUT THE HELL UP!" a voice yelled back.

"Did you hear that James? I've heard that voice before!" Sirius said excitedly.

James gritted his teeth. "It was my dad."

"Oh. Right."

Sirius nodded. "Are we leaving now?" he said, striding to the fireplace.

"NO! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, GET CHANGED!!!" James screamed.

Sirius thought the could hear someone yell, "SHUT THE HELL UP!!!"

"I've seen people on veletision do it!!! They wear boxers!" Sirius wailed.

James rolled his eyes. "That is because, on veletision-er television, people are paid to do that. They are Advertising. You, however, are not."

"Ahhh! I get you James!" Sirius said. "Time for breakfast!"

"NO! SIRIUS GET-"

"Please James." Sirius said, with a puppy-dog look in his eyes. "Please."

Sirius was terribly frightened. He thought James might finish his sentence, and then he would HAVE to get changed. James was scary after he told you something for the 3rd time.

"Ok. Have your stupid breakfast" James said grudgingly.

Sirius had his stupid breakfast.

"Ok, Sirius, get some clothes on."

Sirius meekly obeyed.

The finally flooed out, because Sirius had a sudden fear if he went last, the Muggle Magic would eat him. But if he went first, something the 'beach' might eat him.

So they ended up going at the same time.