Harry coughed violently and he looked around at his surroundings. His view
now is the view in which last year at Hogwarts, he broke into Professor
Umbridge's office to use her fireplace to talk to Sirius.
Now, coming back to Grimmauld's Place, he felt strangely comforted but still unhappy. He didn't think he could stand to be in a place where happy memories still lay, in which none will occur ever again because Sirius is dead.
When Sirius fell into the veil, never to be seen again, he knew that he can never be happy again, and it's like he was losing his parents all over again.
Lupin and Mr Weasley had arrived, dusting away ashes and dirt from their robes.
"Go with Remus to find the others, Harry. I'll find Molly." Mr Weasley said and went to the kitchen.
"Come on, Harry." Said Lupin warmly.
Harry followed Lupin up the stairs with his trunk. The place was familiar to Harry and he remembered Sirius singing 'Oh Merry Hippogriff' during Christmas time last year..
"There you are, Harry! Hermione and Ron had already arrived here, in the morning. After unpacking come downstairs for lunch." Lupin said cheerfully. Too cheerful, Harry thought.
Harry opened the wooden door into the room, dragging his trunk and Hedwig. There was frantic scribbling of quills when Harry entered. Hermione was at the table, doing homework whereas Ron was looking at himself in the mirror and muttering darkly.
"Oh! Harry!" Hermione saw Harry and beamed at him.
"Hi." Harry said, smiling at Hermione.
Harry looked over at Ron who was still at the mirror. He heard vaguely some words Ron was muttering. "Spattergroit..they are..freckles!..How dare he.. but still.."
"Uh..Ron?" Harry said cautiously.
"Huh? Oh hi! Hi, Harry!" Ron said as he saw his friend.
"For heaven's sake, Ron! I told you they are just freckles! Not spattergroit!" Hermione said, exasperated and rolling her eyes.
Ron ignored her.
"Harry, come on! Unpack your trunk and let's go down for lunch." Ron said.
Harry unpacked his trunk while Hermione and Ron talked. He was glad that they are doing that. He didn't want them to ask him about Sirius. "I'm so excited and anxious!" said Hermione animatedly. "Any day now our OWLs results will come!"
"Yeah. I know you will do well. I'm not so excited though. Who knows. If my results arrive it may be so poor that I even got lesser OWLs than Fred and George."Ron said gloomily.
"What about me? I'm worse than you, Ron!" Harry said to Ron, indignant.
"Well, maybe, but still." Ron replied.
Harry finished unpacking his trunk and the three of them went downstairs.
Now, coming back to Grimmauld's Place, he felt strangely comforted but still unhappy. He didn't think he could stand to be in a place where happy memories still lay, in which none will occur ever again because Sirius is dead.
When Sirius fell into the veil, never to be seen again, he knew that he can never be happy again, and it's like he was losing his parents all over again.
Lupin and Mr Weasley had arrived, dusting away ashes and dirt from their robes.
"Go with Remus to find the others, Harry. I'll find Molly." Mr Weasley said and went to the kitchen.
"Come on, Harry." Said Lupin warmly.
Harry followed Lupin up the stairs with his trunk. The place was familiar to Harry and he remembered Sirius singing 'Oh Merry Hippogriff' during Christmas time last year..
"There you are, Harry! Hermione and Ron had already arrived here, in the morning. After unpacking come downstairs for lunch." Lupin said cheerfully. Too cheerful, Harry thought.
Harry opened the wooden door into the room, dragging his trunk and Hedwig. There was frantic scribbling of quills when Harry entered. Hermione was at the table, doing homework whereas Ron was looking at himself in the mirror and muttering darkly.
"Oh! Harry!" Hermione saw Harry and beamed at him.
"Hi." Harry said, smiling at Hermione.
Harry looked over at Ron who was still at the mirror. He heard vaguely some words Ron was muttering. "Spattergroit..they are..freckles!..How dare he.. but still.."
"Uh..Ron?" Harry said cautiously.
"Huh? Oh hi! Hi, Harry!" Ron said as he saw his friend.
"For heaven's sake, Ron! I told you they are just freckles! Not spattergroit!" Hermione said, exasperated and rolling her eyes.
Ron ignored her.
"Harry, come on! Unpack your trunk and let's go down for lunch." Ron said.
Harry unpacked his trunk while Hermione and Ron talked. He was glad that they are doing that. He didn't want them to ask him about Sirius. "I'm so excited and anxious!" said Hermione animatedly. "Any day now our OWLs results will come!"
"Yeah. I know you will do well. I'm not so excited though. Who knows. If my results arrive it may be so poor that I even got lesser OWLs than Fred and George."Ron said gloomily.
"What about me? I'm worse than you, Ron!" Harry said to Ron, indignant.
"Well, maybe, but still." Ron replied.
Harry finished unpacking his trunk and the three of them went downstairs.