Sirius?
A.N. Two chapters in one day! (If I get this finished). It's really annoying, I posted chapter6, and lay out got all fucked up so that it was impossible to read, so I edited it and reposted. If the lay out is still all run in then let me know if I haven't checked, and I'll have another go at sorting it out. Sorry there's not been any, (to put it bluntly) Shagging yet, but eventually…
Anyway please review! And again (please, please, please) if any of you are interested, I've got another story up, 'Saturday Morning' and still no reviews. I know I'm impatient but please, even if it's just to tell me its crap! (Wow that sounded desperate) Anyway, on with the story…
Oh wait a minute…
Disclaimer: No I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters. I'm not J.K.Rowling (Last time I checked) and oooh did anyone see that Aileen Wournos (spell) documentary last night on channel4? Er sorry. Yes so not making any money. At all.
Previously on 'Sirius?'
… She was almost at the pantry door when-
The door flew open-
"Sirius, Have you seen-!"
(dun dun dun)
And now for the…
FLASHBACK!!!!!!! (A.N. I'm cruel I know. Hehehe) (A.N.2. Don't skip ahead; my story'll look shitier)
----------Flashback to 2 hours ago back at Hogwarts----------
(This is a dream by the way)
There was thick white smoke everywhere. It was sticky almost and stuck to her robes, making them dap and uncomfortable. She was 11 again. She felt something crunching underneath her feet. She wasn't quite sure what it was, but it was everywhere, she felt around and felt a tunnel wall. It was grimy and her hands came back covered in some disgusting green goo. She carried on walking, when she heard a deep silky voice calling her. It sounded familiar, comforting, but not quite. There was a rumbling coming from beneath her feet. There was no longer anything underfoot other than puddles. She stopped abruptly and the fog cleared and in front of her stood-
Tom Riddle. She gasped
Behind him was Harry, desperately trying to fight off the Basilisk, but he couldn't he slipped, it was coming for him and-
"Ginny?"
She looked back at Tom, he moved towards her.
"Don't you see? Harry's going to die and it will be all your fault, just like him getting bitten was. I'll come back, and I'll be able to control you just as easily as before. Your weak, and you miss me. You miss having me all to yourself, having anyone pay attention to just you. I could do that Ginny, I could be with you fore-"
Somewhere behind Tom Harry cried out, the basilisk had gotten hold of him, She went forward to help him, but Tom held her back. The he let go and pushed her and the place changed.
She was in a field somewhere, it was nighttime, but it was light because there were burning houses all around. She looked about at her feet and screamed. All around her appeared dead bodies. Everyone she knew, green smoke coming off them in waves, looks of horror on their dead white faces. There was a hand on her shoulder. She turned around. Red eyes looked down at her. Voldemort's eyes.
"You'll always be mine."
"Forever." He hissed
(End of dream)
Ginny sat bolt upright in bed, sweat was pouring down her face, mixed in with confused tears. She looked around her, checking where she was. Hogwarts. Dorm.
She quickly untangled herself from her sheets, and tiptoed to the door. She couldn't go back to sleep, she needed to speak to someone.
She crept down the corridor and up a short flight of stairs up to the 5th years dormitory. She stopped at the door to check for voices, she didn't want to have to explain to Lavender what she was doing in their bedroom.
It was all quiet so Ginny crept in and started for Hermione's bed. Which was empty. Her covers where hanging of the side of the bed, her nightclothes tossed on the pillow and her wand was gone from her bedside cabinet. No. Not to night. She couldn't be gone Ginny needed Hermione, now. She checked in the bathroom just in case, and down in the common room, to no avail. She then decided to check whether Harry and Ron were here. If they weren't, she was just going to have to wait till morning, as they'd probably be off on some adventure. But if they were… Where would Hermione just sneak off to by herself? And if they were in their beds, and awake, she would have to explain why she needed to speak to Hermione, which would be awful. She debated just going back to bed when she reached their door, but the floorboard creaked and the decision was made for her. She heard footsteps coming to the door; they must've been awake. Crap.
"Who- Ginny?" Harry looked at her, looking both surprised and confused.
"Er, Is Ron there?"
"Yes, do want to speak to-"
Ginny cut in, "Have you seen Hermione since she went to bed?"
An hour later they were standing in Dumbledor's office. They had all gotten dressed and set out in the invisibility cloak, first checking the library, which was empty, to check if she was there, and then on to Dumbledors office.
Professor Dumbledor was sitting at his desk, the 3 sitting opposite, in a deep blue dressing gown that had moving shooting stars on.
"So you have no idea where Miss Granger could have gone?" He asked, stroking his beard, concern filling his blue eyes.
"None what so ever. The only place we thought she may have gone to was the library, but…"
"I see. Well I think a visit to Grimmuald place is in order." Said Dumbledor. He got up from his chair, and moved over to a curved sideboard to the far side of the room.
"Why? Shouldn't we search the school or something?" Asked Ron.
"No. Not yet. Could you please wait here and-"
"Can't we come with you?" Asked Harry.
Dumbledor hesitated. After a minute he waved them all over.
"We're going to go by portkey, make sure your all touching some part of the plate."
--------END OF FLASH BACK---------
(A.N. I know that was crappy, but, hopefully the rest will be better.)
-/Hermione's POV/-
/shit/
/I know that voice, that's-/
"Professor? What are you doing here?" Asked Sirius, his voice sounded incredibly false.
"Miss Granger has gone missing, and I-" Dumbledor's gaze stopped travelling around the room and fixed on Hermione. She turned on her heel.
"Hermione?"
Harry and Ron came down the stairs past Dumbledor.
/Oh dear/
/No this can't be happening, what the hell am I going to do?/
"Hi Sirius."
"Hi Harry."
"What's Hermione doing here?" He asked.
/No. No, please don't, please don't say, please-/
"Yes, why is Miss Granger here?" Asked Dumbledor fixing Sirius with a very undumbledor like steely gaze.
"Well you see professor, I…I…I transfigured a portkey, so that if anything ever happened, Harry could get back here if he needed too. And I…I accidentally-
/some help here please/
/uh, you accidentally touched it, uh you were looking for your wand, half a sleep, you know/
-touched it, I was looking for my wand you see, and I was half asleep and I touched the portkey, and I ended up here." Hermione finished, trying to put on what she hoped was an innocent expression.
"You do realise that-
-/Sirius' POV/-
/Well that was a lovely lecture/
/At least he believed the story. And what if he hadn't and he had said something in front of Harry? My own Godson would think I was a pervert, who went around getting 15-/
"And perhaps next time Miss Granger stumbles onto your doorstep, you could perhaps find the time to let me now." As Dumbledor said this, he looked over his half moon glasses at Sirius and raising his eyebrows.
"Yes Professor."
Harry and Ron had sat down during Dumbledor's required speech. Ron was looking disbelievingly at Hermione. And Harry was looking at Sirius.
A.N. Two chapters in one day! (If I get this finished). It's really annoying, I posted chapter6, and lay out got all fucked up so that it was impossible to read, so I edited it and reposted. If the lay out is still all run in then let me know if I haven't checked, and I'll have another go at sorting it out. Sorry there's not been any, (to put it bluntly) Shagging yet, but eventually…
Anyway please review! And again (please, please, please) if any of you are interested, I've got another story up, 'Saturday Morning' and still no reviews. I know I'm impatient but please, even if it's just to tell me its crap! (Wow that sounded desperate) Anyway, on with the story…
Oh wait a minute…
Disclaimer: No I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters. I'm not J.K.Rowling (Last time I checked) and oooh did anyone see that Aileen Wournos (spell) documentary last night on channel4? Er sorry. Yes so not making any money. At all.
Previously on 'Sirius?'
… She was almost at the pantry door when-
The door flew open-
"Sirius, Have you seen-!"
(dun dun dun)
And now for the…
FLASHBACK!!!!!!! (A.N. I'm cruel I know. Hehehe) (A.N.2. Don't skip ahead; my story'll look shitier)
----------Flashback to 2 hours ago back at Hogwarts----------
(This is a dream by the way)
There was thick white smoke everywhere. It was sticky almost and stuck to her robes, making them dap and uncomfortable. She was 11 again. She felt something crunching underneath her feet. She wasn't quite sure what it was, but it was everywhere, she felt around and felt a tunnel wall. It was grimy and her hands came back covered in some disgusting green goo. She carried on walking, when she heard a deep silky voice calling her. It sounded familiar, comforting, but not quite. There was a rumbling coming from beneath her feet. There was no longer anything underfoot other than puddles. She stopped abruptly and the fog cleared and in front of her stood-
Tom Riddle. She gasped
Behind him was Harry, desperately trying to fight off the Basilisk, but he couldn't he slipped, it was coming for him and-
"Ginny?"
She looked back at Tom, he moved towards her.
"Don't you see? Harry's going to die and it will be all your fault, just like him getting bitten was. I'll come back, and I'll be able to control you just as easily as before. Your weak, and you miss me. You miss having me all to yourself, having anyone pay attention to just you. I could do that Ginny, I could be with you fore-"
Somewhere behind Tom Harry cried out, the basilisk had gotten hold of him, She went forward to help him, but Tom held her back. The he let go and pushed her and the place changed.
She was in a field somewhere, it was nighttime, but it was light because there were burning houses all around. She looked about at her feet and screamed. All around her appeared dead bodies. Everyone she knew, green smoke coming off them in waves, looks of horror on their dead white faces. There was a hand on her shoulder. She turned around. Red eyes looked down at her. Voldemort's eyes.
"You'll always be mine."
"Forever." He hissed
(End of dream)
Ginny sat bolt upright in bed, sweat was pouring down her face, mixed in with confused tears. She looked around her, checking where she was. Hogwarts. Dorm.
She quickly untangled herself from her sheets, and tiptoed to the door. She couldn't go back to sleep, she needed to speak to someone.
She crept down the corridor and up a short flight of stairs up to the 5th years dormitory. She stopped at the door to check for voices, she didn't want to have to explain to Lavender what she was doing in their bedroom.
It was all quiet so Ginny crept in and started for Hermione's bed. Which was empty. Her covers where hanging of the side of the bed, her nightclothes tossed on the pillow and her wand was gone from her bedside cabinet. No. Not to night. She couldn't be gone Ginny needed Hermione, now. She checked in the bathroom just in case, and down in the common room, to no avail. She then decided to check whether Harry and Ron were here. If they weren't, she was just going to have to wait till morning, as they'd probably be off on some adventure. But if they were… Where would Hermione just sneak off to by herself? And if they were in their beds, and awake, she would have to explain why she needed to speak to Hermione, which would be awful. She debated just going back to bed when she reached their door, but the floorboard creaked and the decision was made for her. She heard footsteps coming to the door; they must've been awake. Crap.
"Who- Ginny?" Harry looked at her, looking both surprised and confused.
"Er, Is Ron there?"
"Yes, do want to speak to-"
Ginny cut in, "Have you seen Hermione since she went to bed?"
An hour later they were standing in Dumbledor's office. They had all gotten dressed and set out in the invisibility cloak, first checking the library, which was empty, to check if she was there, and then on to Dumbledors office.
Professor Dumbledor was sitting at his desk, the 3 sitting opposite, in a deep blue dressing gown that had moving shooting stars on.
"So you have no idea where Miss Granger could have gone?" He asked, stroking his beard, concern filling his blue eyes.
"None what so ever. The only place we thought she may have gone to was the library, but…"
"I see. Well I think a visit to Grimmuald place is in order." Said Dumbledor. He got up from his chair, and moved over to a curved sideboard to the far side of the room.
"Why? Shouldn't we search the school or something?" Asked Ron.
"No. Not yet. Could you please wait here and-"
"Can't we come with you?" Asked Harry.
Dumbledor hesitated. After a minute he waved them all over.
"We're going to go by portkey, make sure your all touching some part of the plate."
--------END OF FLASH BACK---------
(A.N. I know that was crappy, but, hopefully the rest will be better.)
-/Hermione's POV/-
/shit/
/I know that voice, that's-/
"Professor? What are you doing here?" Asked Sirius, his voice sounded incredibly false.
"Miss Granger has gone missing, and I-" Dumbledor's gaze stopped travelling around the room and fixed on Hermione. She turned on her heel.
"Hermione?"
Harry and Ron came down the stairs past Dumbledor.
/Oh dear/
/No this can't be happening, what the hell am I going to do?/
"Hi Sirius."
"Hi Harry."
"What's Hermione doing here?" He asked.
/No. No, please don't, please don't say, please-/
"Yes, why is Miss Granger here?" Asked Dumbledor fixing Sirius with a very undumbledor like steely gaze.
"Well you see professor, I…I…I transfigured a portkey, so that if anything ever happened, Harry could get back here if he needed too. And I…I accidentally-
/some help here please/
/uh, you accidentally touched it, uh you were looking for your wand, half a sleep, you know/
-touched it, I was looking for my wand you see, and I was half asleep and I touched the portkey, and I ended up here." Hermione finished, trying to put on what she hoped was an innocent expression.
"You do realise that-
-/Sirius' POV/-
/Well that was a lovely lecture/
/At least he believed the story. And what if he hadn't and he had said something in front of Harry? My own Godson would think I was a pervert, who went around getting 15-/
"And perhaps next time Miss Granger stumbles onto your doorstep, you could perhaps find the time to let me now." As Dumbledor said this, he looked over his half moon glasses at Sirius and raising his eyebrows.
"Yes Professor."
Harry and Ron had sat down during Dumbledor's required speech. Ron was looking disbelievingly at Hermione. And Harry was looking at Sirius.