Chapter 8! I am actually writing it! Oh yeah! ...Go me... Okay, that's enough
of that. I just took the SAT. Very scary if I do say so myself. I
think I did all right though.
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James came running back a bit later with Sirius' trunk; Mr. Potter had shrunk it and everything in it to a miniscule size. After James left Sirius changed into shorts and a t-shirt. The Manor never got too hot inside during the summer, but that didn't mean that it was perfectly comfortable to wear a snowsuit in. Besides, Sirius was hoping to escape Walter's watchful eyes and explore some of the house and grounds himself. There were many places that he and James hadn't made it to last time they went exploring; corridors that James hadn't ever even been down.
It was Sirius-heaven.
"And what would young Mr. Black like to do?" Walter asked, smiling softly at the scheming look on Sirius' face.
"Oh, oh...right..." Sirius said distractedly, and suddenly took off walking out of the room. To his annoyance the ghost closely followed him, humming slightly as he floated along. It wasn't that he really minded Walter; it was just that he didn't like the idea of having a babysitter. He turned the next corner, before he heard a high-pitched scream from the hall above.
"Now Marie, dearest, you just can't take Miss Eloise with you swimming, she will be ruined!" Came Mrs. Potter's voice, as she closely followed the small girl who was storming down the stairs. Marie was dragging what a beautiful porcelain doll behind her, whose small painted smile showed blissful unawareness that her fate was being decided.
"Yes I can too! I can if I want to!" Said Marie.
Mrs. Potter looked desperately at Walter, since he was the only person in the house who could claim to have any control over Marie. Well, except for Lily, but she was already at the lake. "Sir Swift." She started sweetly while nodding. "Don't you think that it would be much better if Marie left Eloise here?" She glanced down at the little girl.
"It would probably be much better." Walter said, nodding knowledgeably. "After all, Miss Louise does not care for swimming. I heard her say so from her own lips."
Marie rolled her eyes and looked up, stomping one foot and putting a hand on one small hip. "Oh Walter. Everyone knows that dolls don't talk. I'm not some dumb little girl."
Sirius hid a smirk at this, and then jumped back as she looked at him. Suddenly she shouted. "If Eloise doesn't go, I don't go!" Then she raced back up the stairs, sandals thumping against the wood. Mrs. Potter gave a sigh of relief, smiled at Sirius, thanked Walter and walked gracefully down the stairs.
Walter sighed, knowing he needed to follow Marie; she was too young to be left unsupervised.
"Sirius, I am going to go retrieve Miss Marie, I would appreciate it if you would either go upstairs to your room or stay here till I get back, alright? It is not safe for you to wander the halls." Walter said, hoping against hope that Sirius would see reason.
About five feet* down from where Walter was speaking stood Sirius. He had a vague notion that Walter was still speaking to him, but he had tuned him out since Walter had mentioned that he had to leave. This was his chance. He nodded absently. "Thanks Walter. I'll stay here and wait." * fingers crossed behind his back. * He gave Walter a bright smile, making the wise butler suspicious. Unfortunately it was more important that he make certain Marie was safe, so he glided up the stairs after her.
A slow, evil, true marauder-style smile spread across Sirius' face. He turned the opposite direction of the staircase Walter had just ascended, and took off down the corridor.
~Ten Minutes Later~
"Miss Lily decided to stay with Miss Marie, so I am now free to..." Walter stopped. He was back in the corridor where he had left the young Sirius Black. Except there was now no Sirius Black to be found. He sighed and began gliding down the hallway, searching for his wayward charge. He still couldn't believe how strange the children he ended up watching over were. 'Maybe it's just Potter and Potter-associated children', He thought. He continued looking.
~Elsewhere in the house~
There it was. He stood just outside; he'd been standing there for nearly five minutes.
It was the corridor, the forbidden corridor. He'd never been down this way before. Along this corridor lay the forbidden and unknown rooms of...the girls. Of Lily Evans and Marie Potter. Fear nearly got the better of him, but his true Gryffindor spirit pulled him through. 'Just think, all the mysteries that may be solved from this one act of heroism...to go where no boy has gone before... and lived to tell the tale'. That thought, he continued walking, jumping from shadow to shadow, and sneaking along the right wall. He approached the closed door of an unidentified room that was across the hall from Lily's room.
There was a poster hanging vertically on the door. He moved out of the shadow and stepped back so he could read what it said. 'D.... E...S...T...R...O...Y' he spelled out. 'S....I....R....I...U...S" He finished. 'Hum' he thought. 'D.... wait....' Fear gripped his heart as he realized what the door said.
Abruptly something dashed past him; he turned to identify it. Then he let out a high-pitched scream, one he denied ever having given at a later date. At the time, though, it seemed to him to be the only thing to do.
It was the cat, Ignor. "You, you go away now. Shoo! Bad kitty...No, NO! Ignor you get away from me RIGHT NOW." Sirius kicked out at the cat, which was slowly approaching him. He was just about to take off running when the door in front of him opened. Lily Evan's stepped out, curious to see what all the commotion was. Sirius gave her his most pleading eyes, desperately hoping that she was only evil on the outside and didn't hate him enough to watch him die.
She gave him an annoyed look, but shoved the cat away with her foot. Then she stood facing him.
"What do you think you are doing here?" She asked. She was starting to look angry. "Thought you were going to come see what our rooms looked like, come spy on us?" Sirius looked around. That really wasn't a fair question, after all, how was he supposed to respond to that?
She stood staring at him for a moment, then walked over, picked him up, and marched into the room.
She dropped him inches from the table, letting him fall with a small 'thud'. He sat up rubbing his elbow, and looked around.
He seemed to be in some sort of secret headquarters. There were maps on the wall, and complicated looking documents on the tables. He bit his lip, and looked up at Lily, who was still staring at him.
"Um.... about that sign outside the door..." He started.
"Oh, yes. That's the name of the organization I founded." Lily stated.
Sirius gulped. He'd always suspected that Lily was psycho; he'd just never been able to prove it. He wondered if the aurors would accept the testimony of a twelve-inch tall boy. He wondered if they would arrest a fifteen-year-old girl, even if she was crazy. Then he wondered if they would be able to find his body if Lily killed him, and if that was what she'd brought him in here to do.
"So, what, er.... what exactly does that sign mean?" Sirius asked, trying to figure out a way to get past her and make an escape attempt.
"Oh, well, it's an acronym." Lily said.
"And." Sirius gulped. "What does it stand for?"
She smiled, a very evil looking smile from Sirius' point of view. "It stands for 'Destroying Enemies Sincerely To take Revenge On Young men Such Individuals Resembling Idiots, Usually Sirius'." She leaned back slightly, looking proud of herself.
Sirius looked at her in shock. Lily was one of the best thought-of students in all of Hogwarts; she got good grades on top of a perfect record. Besides that, she had always been known for her defense of those who were weak. Such violence just didn't seem to fit the mental picture of her that Sirius had.
"Um...and how do you do that?" He stammered.
"Oh, you know, we do pranks on them, or, should I say, usually you, in school. Like that one time we dyed all of your clothing orange. Don't you remember?" She asked.
"Well, yeah, I mean...but..." He sputtered. "I blamed that on James and Peter! Why'd you do that?" He asked, but then caught himself. He knew why she had done it. It was because he'd thrown all her books out the window two nights before.
She looked at him as though he were stupider than she thought.
"Oh, yeah, well...who is this 'we' you spoke of?" He asked, suddenly very curious.
She smiled mysteriously. "Just me and some of my friends." She said.
Suddenly Sirius had a brilliant thought. "Wait, now that you've told me, whenever something bad like that happens to me, I'll be able to prove you did it! You're perfect behavior record will be ruined!" He said.
She smiled all the broader. "Oh, but how will you ever be able to prove it?" She said sweetly.
Sirius' heart fell. How would he prove it? She and her minions didn't sign their work they way he and his did, there was no proof!
She seemed to sense the disappointment radiating off of him. Laughing, she suddenly looked up, and smiled delightedly.
"Walter! How good to see you. And would you look and see the stray I found! He seems to have lost his nanny. Do you want him?" Lily laughed at the furious look on Sirius' small face.
Sir Walter Swift stared down at them. He looked as frazzled and furious as either had ever seen him. Sirius gulped again.
"And how, young man, do you think it makes me feel to see you missing from where you had promised you would be?" Walter asked. "And then I see that dreadful cat running around, and I begin to think it must have eaten you. I very nearly rushed downstairs to locate Mr. Potter!"
Sirius looked down at his shoes. Lily smiled evilly. She picked him up and put him on the floor, where he took off walking with Walter following him. Sirius resolved to stay in bed for the rest of the day. It just wasn't safe to be outside of his little room, besides, his head hurt with all he'd found out today.
Reviews:
Justin Saine: Hello again! I know what you mean about too much sugar. She is like Darla! (I love that movie) Except Marie is cuter and sneakier. I wouldn't say the accent was like anyone on helium, much less the President, but the Southern thing is good (I won't take offense at the Southern part, since it's spot-on, despite the fact that's where I'm from ; P). I like to think of him imitating Walter, who has a rather antebellum Louisiana accent for some reason (c. 1850 for those who aren't from the US). The animal part is a good idea; I'll try and figure out how to use it. Thank you so much for reviewing!
Rose-colored Diamonds: Thank you so much! Sirius seems the type to attract trouble, doesn't he?
Review!!! Oh please Review!! Review Please?
Disclaimer:~~~~ Three Shouts For The Most Wonderful Reviewers Under The Sun~~~~ Seven Books That Are Rowling's From Her Great Superior Mind~~~~ Nine Long Peals Of Thunder That Are Booming As I Type~~~~ And One Coffee For Me, For It Alone I Own~~~~ In The Lands Of The South, Where The Hillbillies are~~~~ One Coffee To Wake Them All~~~~ One Latte To Fry Their Minds~~~~ One Coffee To Ensnare Them All,~~~~ And In The Fanfiction Bind Them~~~~ In The Land of Hogwarts, Where All Fun Doth Lie.
ookkkaayy.........Here we go.
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James came running back a bit later with Sirius' trunk; Mr. Potter had shrunk it and everything in it to a miniscule size. After James left Sirius changed into shorts and a t-shirt. The Manor never got too hot inside during the summer, but that didn't mean that it was perfectly comfortable to wear a snowsuit in. Besides, Sirius was hoping to escape Walter's watchful eyes and explore some of the house and grounds himself. There were many places that he and James hadn't made it to last time they went exploring; corridors that James hadn't ever even been down.
It was Sirius-heaven.
"And what would young Mr. Black like to do?" Walter asked, smiling softly at the scheming look on Sirius' face.
"Oh, oh...right..." Sirius said distractedly, and suddenly took off walking out of the room. To his annoyance the ghost closely followed him, humming slightly as he floated along. It wasn't that he really minded Walter; it was just that he didn't like the idea of having a babysitter. He turned the next corner, before he heard a high-pitched scream from the hall above.
"Now Marie, dearest, you just can't take Miss Eloise with you swimming, she will be ruined!" Came Mrs. Potter's voice, as she closely followed the small girl who was storming down the stairs. Marie was dragging what a beautiful porcelain doll behind her, whose small painted smile showed blissful unawareness that her fate was being decided.
"Yes I can too! I can if I want to!" Said Marie.
Mrs. Potter looked desperately at Walter, since he was the only person in the house who could claim to have any control over Marie. Well, except for Lily, but she was already at the lake. "Sir Swift." She started sweetly while nodding. "Don't you think that it would be much better if Marie left Eloise here?" She glanced down at the little girl.
"It would probably be much better." Walter said, nodding knowledgeably. "After all, Miss Louise does not care for swimming. I heard her say so from her own lips."
Marie rolled her eyes and looked up, stomping one foot and putting a hand on one small hip. "Oh Walter. Everyone knows that dolls don't talk. I'm not some dumb little girl."
Sirius hid a smirk at this, and then jumped back as she looked at him. Suddenly she shouted. "If Eloise doesn't go, I don't go!" Then she raced back up the stairs, sandals thumping against the wood. Mrs. Potter gave a sigh of relief, smiled at Sirius, thanked Walter and walked gracefully down the stairs.
Walter sighed, knowing he needed to follow Marie; she was too young to be left unsupervised.
"Sirius, I am going to go retrieve Miss Marie, I would appreciate it if you would either go upstairs to your room or stay here till I get back, alright? It is not safe for you to wander the halls." Walter said, hoping against hope that Sirius would see reason.
About five feet* down from where Walter was speaking stood Sirius. He had a vague notion that Walter was still speaking to him, but he had tuned him out since Walter had mentioned that he had to leave. This was his chance. He nodded absently. "Thanks Walter. I'll stay here and wait." * fingers crossed behind his back. * He gave Walter a bright smile, making the wise butler suspicious. Unfortunately it was more important that he make certain Marie was safe, so he glided up the stairs after her.
A slow, evil, true marauder-style smile spread across Sirius' face. He turned the opposite direction of the staircase Walter had just ascended, and took off down the corridor.
~Ten Minutes Later~
"Miss Lily decided to stay with Miss Marie, so I am now free to..." Walter stopped. He was back in the corridor where he had left the young Sirius Black. Except there was now no Sirius Black to be found. He sighed and began gliding down the hallway, searching for his wayward charge. He still couldn't believe how strange the children he ended up watching over were. 'Maybe it's just Potter and Potter-associated children', He thought. He continued looking.
~Elsewhere in the house~
There it was. He stood just outside; he'd been standing there for nearly five minutes.
It was the corridor, the forbidden corridor. He'd never been down this way before. Along this corridor lay the forbidden and unknown rooms of...the girls. Of Lily Evans and Marie Potter. Fear nearly got the better of him, but his true Gryffindor spirit pulled him through. 'Just think, all the mysteries that may be solved from this one act of heroism...to go where no boy has gone before... and lived to tell the tale'. That thought, he continued walking, jumping from shadow to shadow, and sneaking along the right wall. He approached the closed door of an unidentified room that was across the hall from Lily's room.
There was a poster hanging vertically on the door. He moved out of the shadow and stepped back so he could read what it said. 'D.... E...S...T...R...O...Y' he spelled out. 'S....I....R....I...U...S" He finished. 'Hum' he thought. 'D.... wait....' Fear gripped his heart as he realized what the door said.
Abruptly something dashed past him; he turned to identify it. Then he let out a high-pitched scream, one he denied ever having given at a later date. At the time, though, it seemed to him to be the only thing to do.
It was the cat, Ignor. "You, you go away now. Shoo! Bad kitty...No, NO! Ignor you get away from me RIGHT NOW." Sirius kicked out at the cat, which was slowly approaching him. He was just about to take off running when the door in front of him opened. Lily Evan's stepped out, curious to see what all the commotion was. Sirius gave her his most pleading eyes, desperately hoping that she was only evil on the outside and didn't hate him enough to watch him die.
She gave him an annoyed look, but shoved the cat away with her foot. Then she stood facing him.
"What do you think you are doing here?" She asked. She was starting to look angry. "Thought you were going to come see what our rooms looked like, come spy on us?" Sirius looked around. That really wasn't a fair question, after all, how was he supposed to respond to that?
She stood staring at him for a moment, then walked over, picked him up, and marched into the room.
She dropped him inches from the table, letting him fall with a small 'thud'. He sat up rubbing his elbow, and looked around.
He seemed to be in some sort of secret headquarters. There were maps on the wall, and complicated looking documents on the tables. He bit his lip, and looked up at Lily, who was still staring at him.
"Um.... about that sign outside the door..." He started.
"Oh, yes. That's the name of the organization I founded." Lily stated.
Sirius gulped. He'd always suspected that Lily was psycho; he'd just never been able to prove it. He wondered if the aurors would accept the testimony of a twelve-inch tall boy. He wondered if they would arrest a fifteen-year-old girl, even if she was crazy. Then he wondered if they would be able to find his body if Lily killed him, and if that was what she'd brought him in here to do.
"So, what, er.... what exactly does that sign mean?" Sirius asked, trying to figure out a way to get past her and make an escape attempt.
"Oh, well, it's an acronym." Lily said.
"And." Sirius gulped. "What does it stand for?"
She smiled, a very evil looking smile from Sirius' point of view. "It stands for 'Destroying Enemies Sincerely To take Revenge On Young men Such Individuals Resembling Idiots, Usually Sirius'." She leaned back slightly, looking proud of herself.
Sirius looked at her in shock. Lily was one of the best thought-of students in all of Hogwarts; she got good grades on top of a perfect record. Besides that, she had always been known for her defense of those who were weak. Such violence just didn't seem to fit the mental picture of her that Sirius had.
"Um...and how do you do that?" He stammered.
"Oh, you know, we do pranks on them, or, should I say, usually you, in school. Like that one time we dyed all of your clothing orange. Don't you remember?" She asked.
"Well, yeah, I mean...but..." He sputtered. "I blamed that on James and Peter! Why'd you do that?" He asked, but then caught himself. He knew why she had done it. It was because he'd thrown all her books out the window two nights before.
She looked at him as though he were stupider than she thought.
"Oh, yeah, well...who is this 'we' you spoke of?" He asked, suddenly very curious.
She smiled mysteriously. "Just me and some of my friends." She said.
Suddenly Sirius had a brilliant thought. "Wait, now that you've told me, whenever something bad like that happens to me, I'll be able to prove you did it! You're perfect behavior record will be ruined!" He said.
She smiled all the broader. "Oh, but how will you ever be able to prove it?" She said sweetly.
Sirius' heart fell. How would he prove it? She and her minions didn't sign their work they way he and his did, there was no proof!
She seemed to sense the disappointment radiating off of him. Laughing, she suddenly looked up, and smiled delightedly.
"Walter! How good to see you. And would you look and see the stray I found! He seems to have lost his nanny. Do you want him?" Lily laughed at the furious look on Sirius' small face.
Sir Walter Swift stared down at them. He looked as frazzled and furious as either had ever seen him. Sirius gulped again.
"And how, young man, do you think it makes me feel to see you missing from where you had promised you would be?" Walter asked. "And then I see that dreadful cat running around, and I begin to think it must have eaten you. I very nearly rushed downstairs to locate Mr. Potter!"
Sirius looked down at his shoes. Lily smiled evilly. She picked him up and put him on the floor, where he took off walking with Walter following him. Sirius resolved to stay in bed for the rest of the day. It just wasn't safe to be outside of his little room, besides, his head hurt with all he'd found out today.
Reviews:
Justin Saine: Hello again! I know what you mean about too much sugar. She is like Darla! (I love that movie) Except Marie is cuter and sneakier. I wouldn't say the accent was like anyone on helium, much less the President, but the Southern thing is good (I won't take offense at the Southern part, since it's spot-on, despite the fact that's where I'm from ; P). I like to think of him imitating Walter, who has a rather antebellum Louisiana accent for some reason (c. 1850 for those who aren't from the US). The animal part is a good idea; I'll try and figure out how to use it. Thank you so much for reviewing!
Rose-colored Diamonds: Thank you so much! Sirius seems the type to attract trouble, doesn't he?
Review!!! Oh please Review!! Review Please?