Where in the World is Hogwarts Castle
Chapter one: Fun before the Dueling club
Hogwarts had changed a lot since Harry's last visit. Makeshift houses and roads had been made. There were even a couple crops being harvested. There were hundreds of people around. Maybe even thousands. Harry nearly laughed when he found the area around Hagrid's hut had been turned into a street market. None of the people seemed to notice him. But he wasn't here to chitchat anyway. He needed to find Dumbledore. Harry made his way up into the castle, ignoring the hordes of students just like they ignored him.
Harry knocked on the portrait. He had no clue as to what the password was.
"Coming coming." He heard a voice say. Footsteps were coming closer from the inside. The Gargoyles jumped aside, to show Sirius Black standing before him.
"Odd. Nobody's here. Stupid Children." Sirius muttered.
Harry then figured out why nobody noticed him. He was invisible.
"Sirius. Wait." Harry called just as Sirius was about to close the door.
Turns out, Harry was mute as well as invisible here. Harry knocked again. Sirius re-opened the passage to his office.
"WILL YOU STOP IT?" Sirius bellowed
Harry reached out and tapped him on the shoulder. Sirius jumped nearly three feet in the air. Harry just laughed.
"Remind me to ban invisibility cloaks." Sirius muttered under his breath. Sirius reached out and grabbed at Harry. He caught Harry's arm and began to pull him up the stairs into his office. Harry just followed. Sirius forced Harry into a chair, and cast a locking charm on the door.
"So, who are you?" Sirius asked. "And take off that bloody cloak will ya?"
Harry tried to reply, but it made no sound.
"So, trying to be irritating are you?" Sirius asked "Doesn't matter, I have all day."
Harry suddenly had a brilliant inspiration. He reached for Sirius's quill, and ink. After finding a clean piece of parchment, he wrote: -Sirius It's me, Harry.
"Harry?" Sirius asked "That is Harry's handwriting..."
Harry wrote down his story since the day of the attack on Privet Drive in graphic detail. He had to stop several times to rest his hands he wrote so much. Finally, halfway through his third roll of parchment, he was finished.
"Can you hear me?" Sirius asked him
'yes' Harry wrote
"Good." Sirius said "Do you know how to get Hogwarts back to where it belongs?"
'no.' Harry wrote
"DAMN IT!" Sirius exclaimed
'Not my fault.'
"It's good to see you Harry." Sirius told him
'But you can't-' Harry started to write
"I know that. I meant it's good to hear from you."
'I'm not talking. I'm writing.' Harry wrote
"Take...Deep...Breaths... Count back... From...10..." Sirius said through gritted teeth. His new powers had given him mood swings.
'So how's the school Headmaster Black?' Harry wrott
"Fine fine. I've got a dueling club later. I need to prepare I suppose." Sirius replied
'Well, I have a couple things I would like to do on the grounds. After that I'll come and watch. Where is it?' Harry wrote
"It's in that large empty dungeon off the potions corridor." Sirius responded "But, I have a better idea. You don't need to just watch... You can compete."
Identical grins crossed their faces. It was an amazing thought. Harry planned on being there, but first, he needed to take advantage of his invisibility. His first stop: The Slytherin Common room.
::With Merlin::
"I never thought I'd say this..." Merlin said to himself "But I'm lonely. Without Azarel, and without Harry it's too quiet here. Maybe I'll move. Yes. Moving sounds good. I haven't been to Hogwarts in ages..."
A grin very similar to Harry and Sirius's broke out across the aged wizard's face. He gathered his things with a mass summoning spell, and managed to put everything into his suitcase, his weightless, magically expanded suitcase. He stepped through one of his dimension holes, and set up a makeshift hut in seconds. He would fit right in. Ever since Snape got the Dark Arts job, Hogwarts had been in desperate need of a Potions Professor, and he had some of the rarest ingredients around. Even a Basilisk eye...
::with Harry::
The bell rang, and with the help of the Class schedule Sirius had given him, Harry found Draco Malfoy rather quickly. It was amazing how clumsy that boy was. Why, he must have tripped and fallen nineteen times. Harrydecided he had enough fun with Draco, and decided to extract revenge on the next Slytherin he saw. What an unlucky day it was for Pansy Parkinson. She found herself hanging upside down in the air. A careless first year must have hit her with a levitation charm and forgotten to remove it. Poor Crabbe. He seemed to have gotten hit with a leg locker curse. Goyle's bag tore, spilling all of his things down the steps. Millicent Bulstrode even got hit with a slug belcher hex.
By the time for the dueling club, Harry had caused trauma to half of Slytherin house. Harry leaned himself up against a corner of the dungeon and waited for Sirius to arrive. Little did he know, Sirius had gotten a better idea. An idea that made the other idea look like nothing in comparison...
END!
Hogwarts had changed a lot since Harry's last visit. Makeshift houses and roads had been made. There were even a couple crops being harvested. There were hundreds of people around. Maybe even thousands. Harry nearly laughed when he found the area around Hagrid's hut had been turned into a street market. None of the people seemed to notice him. But he wasn't here to chitchat anyway. He needed to find Dumbledore. Harry made his way up into the castle, ignoring the hordes of students just like they ignored him.
Harry knocked on the portrait. He had no clue as to what the password was.
"Coming coming." He heard a voice say. Footsteps were coming closer from the inside. The Gargoyles jumped aside, to show Sirius Black standing before him.
"Odd. Nobody's here. Stupid Children." Sirius muttered.
Harry then figured out why nobody noticed him. He was invisible.
"Sirius. Wait." Harry called just as Sirius was about to close the door.
Turns out, Harry was mute as well as invisible here. Harry knocked again. Sirius re-opened the passage to his office.
"WILL YOU STOP IT?" Sirius bellowed
Harry reached out and tapped him on the shoulder. Sirius jumped nearly three feet in the air. Harry just laughed.
"Remind me to ban invisibility cloaks." Sirius muttered under his breath. Sirius reached out and grabbed at Harry. He caught Harry's arm and began to pull him up the stairs into his office. Harry just followed. Sirius forced Harry into a chair, and cast a locking charm on the door.
"So, who are you?" Sirius asked. "And take off that bloody cloak will ya?"
Harry tried to reply, but it made no sound.
"So, trying to be irritating are you?" Sirius asked "Doesn't matter, I have all day."
Harry suddenly had a brilliant inspiration. He reached for Sirius's quill, and ink. After finding a clean piece of parchment, he wrote: -Sirius It's me, Harry.
"Harry?" Sirius asked "That is Harry's handwriting..."
Harry wrote down his story since the day of the attack on Privet Drive in graphic detail. He had to stop several times to rest his hands he wrote so much. Finally, halfway through his third roll of parchment, he was finished.
"Can you hear me?" Sirius asked him
'yes' Harry wrote
"Good." Sirius said "Do you know how to get Hogwarts back to where it belongs?"
'no.' Harry wrote
"DAMN IT!" Sirius exclaimed
'Not my fault.'
"It's good to see you Harry." Sirius told him
'But you can't-' Harry started to write
"I know that. I meant it's good to hear from you."
'I'm not talking. I'm writing.' Harry wrote
"Take...Deep...Breaths... Count back... From...10..." Sirius said through gritted teeth. His new powers had given him mood swings.
'So how's the school Headmaster Black?' Harry wrott
"Fine fine. I've got a dueling club later. I need to prepare I suppose." Sirius replied
'Well, I have a couple things I would like to do on the grounds. After that I'll come and watch. Where is it?' Harry wrote
"It's in that large empty dungeon off the potions corridor." Sirius responded "But, I have a better idea. You don't need to just watch... You can compete."
Identical grins crossed their faces. It was an amazing thought. Harry planned on being there, but first, he needed to take advantage of his invisibility. His first stop: The Slytherin Common room.
::With Merlin::
"I never thought I'd say this..." Merlin said to himself "But I'm lonely. Without Azarel, and without Harry it's too quiet here. Maybe I'll move. Yes. Moving sounds good. I haven't been to Hogwarts in ages..."
A grin very similar to Harry and Sirius's broke out across the aged wizard's face. He gathered his things with a mass summoning spell, and managed to put everything into his suitcase, his weightless, magically expanded suitcase. He stepped through one of his dimension holes, and set up a makeshift hut in seconds. He would fit right in. Ever since Snape got the Dark Arts job, Hogwarts had been in desperate need of a Potions Professor, and he had some of the rarest ingredients around. Even a Basilisk eye...
::with Harry::
The bell rang, and with the help of the Class schedule Sirius had given him, Harry found Draco Malfoy rather quickly. It was amazing how clumsy that boy was. Why, he must have tripped and fallen nineteen times. Harrydecided he had enough fun with Draco, and decided to extract revenge on the next Slytherin he saw. What an unlucky day it was for Pansy Parkinson. She found herself hanging upside down in the air. A careless first year must have hit her with a levitation charm and forgotten to remove it. Poor Crabbe. He seemed to have gotten hit with a leg locker curse. Goyle's bag tore, spilling all of his things down the steps. Millicent Bulstrode even got hit with a slug belcher hex.
By the time for the dueling club, Harry had caused trauma to half of Slytherin house. Harry leaned himself up against a corner of the dungeon and waited for Sirius to arrive. Little did he know, Sirius had gotten a better idea. An idea that made the other idea look like nothing in comparison...
END!