Chapter 9
"The Black Manor passes south from here. It's unused at the moment and protected with a wide variety of security wards. However it's in your possession at the moment. It was part of Sirius' estates that he left to you when he died."
"There's a Black Manor?" Now what did I say about oblivious Gryffindors again?
"Of course! You didn't think the Blacks were any less rich that the Malfoys did you?"
But his confusion at the mention of the Black Manor worries me. Shouldn't he have known of it before? It was in Sirius' will afterall. On the other hand, if he hasn't seen Sirius' will then he wouldn't have known. I doubt very much that Sirius liked to talk about his family. Hmmm, I wonder if he knows about the Potter Manor... His voice startles me from inquiring.
"Oh. Well why didn't you go there in the first place? Why did you come to me then?"
"Harry, you own the place. I can't very well barge in there. Besides, I had no idea if Sirius had told the Order of its existence. I've betrayed too many people as it is too take that risk."
"Right. Well, lets get you there alright?" He stands now and pulls a shimmering invisibility cloak from under his bed.
I look at him in confusion and he answers me. "It might be better if we go together," he says, "So we don't lose each other. Besides, I have no idea how to get to this manor, even if it is mine." His eyes are twinkling with mischief, but his lips are pressed into a thin line.
But I just laughed.
"Harry, I'm honored that you want to come with me, but I, unlike you, do know where I'm going."
He blushes a sweet pink and asks again, "Then why did you come?"
"I needed to make sure you'd cover my back."
"Oh." He looks oddly disappointed, as if I'd just snatched his favorite candy from under his nose. Which is funny, seeing how he just met me.
"I'll come back and see you soon. You need magical training. I doubt Dumbledore would be of much help in preparing you for battle. And I'll pass along any useful information I can get my hands on."
He doesn't protest my not-so-complementary comment on the Headmaster.
"Alright." He finally concedes, resting his hands on the wooden bed frame.
"Good." I reply, tracing his jawline with a cold finger before kissing him lightly on the cheek. He blushes deep red. "And thank you Harry."
I give his hand a light squeeze before letting myself be enfolded into my shimmering cloak.
A/N- there you go! sorry it's so short. i hate trouble with this one. i'm just not in my writting mood and i've been reviewing the previous chapters.