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American Magician
Chapter 2:
Last time:
"Stupify!" The man shouted. It just hit Sirius and he stood there looking at him curiously. Suddenly he couldn't breath and his air way closed. His eyes rolled back into his head.
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Simeon was curious about the blue light that came from the stick. He saw it hit Sirius and then saw him have an asthma attack. It seemed to be a bad one as he collapsed immediately.
"Spec!" He yelled. He started searching his friend's baggy clothes for his medicine. "Sirius, where is it! I can't find it!" He yelled when he turned up empty handed. He noticed that the teen wasn't breathing. He pushed down on his chest and saw a pocket, he took out the inhaler and put it in Sirius' mouth. "Come on! Breath God damnit!" He yelled in a panic. He pulled Sirius into a tight hug when the teen took a deep breath. "Sirius Harold Johnson! Don't you ever do that again!"
"I love you too and all, but do you mind getting off me?" Sirius asked.
"What the hell did you do to him?" Simeon roared. His eyes were narrowed in rage as he glared at the man.
"Ginny, go get Professor Dumbledore. Peter, go get Madam Pomfrey." The man said quickly. A red head from the left and a brunette from the right got up and ran out. He moved next to the boys. "All of you! Sit down and review Dark Magic! I expect a foot by the end of class!" He shouted.
"Sounds like a teacher, boring at that." Sirius muttered to Simeon. "My God! No noise, no notes, these aren't students, they're robots!" Simeon snorted.
"Now tell me who you are before the headmaster arrives." The man said.
"Headmaster? As in principal?" Simeon asked. "Can they do that?"
"I don't think so." Sirius answered. "I don't think he's messing around."
"Professor Potter, what seems to be the problem? And who might you two be?" An old man with way too long of hair asked. His blue eyes sparkled happily.
"They won't tell me who they are. That one got hit with a stunning spell and just stood there, but hen he did something strange, like he couldn't breath." Professor Potter explained.
"What kind of contacts do you have?" Sirius asked.
"What are 'contacts?'" The old man asked curiously. Both teens looked shocked.
"Well, I'm wearing contacts. They help you see instead of glasses, people wear contacts. They can also change your eye color. Mine make my eyes a hazel color. See?" Sirius brought his finger to his eye and rubbed a small bowlish thing out. "This is a contact, but now I can't see." He put the contact back in and blinked a few times.
"Amazing! Come over here!" He said.
"I don't think so." Sirius said dryly.
"I think his name is Sirius and his name is Simeon." A girl with curls of black hair that looked to have traces of a deep red undertone said. "That's what they called each other at least."
"That you Kimber." Professor Potter said as the girl beamed.
"Suck up." Simeon whispered to Sirius. The two teachers spun to look at Simeon.
"Busted." Sirius chirped in a singsong voice. Simeon punched his arm and glared.
"James, did you see Sirius' true eye color?" The old man asked.
"Spec and his spectacular eyes!" Simeon yelled. "Come one come all!"
"Shut the fuck up!" Sirius growled to his way too happy friend. Simeon just grinned like crazy. "They're just green," He said, confused, "nothin' special."
"They look like Lily's. Exactly like Lily's." The old man said. At this both boy's heads shot up.
"Who's Lily?" They chimed.
"Think it's that Johnson lady's name?" Simeon asked.
"I don't know, but it sounds familiar." Sirius answered quietly.
"First, where are you from? How did you get here?" The old man asked.
"Who are you?" Sirius asked as he took a warhead out of his pocket.
"Dare you to have four at once, extra sour, all yellow or black." Simeon hissed.
"Five bucks says I can."
"You're on." He took three more out and popped them in his mouth. His eyes squeezed shut.
"You can't take it." Simeon taunted. "Sorry, but this is much more important than answering questions. No biting!" He sang.
"Bite me." Sirius growled.
"What are those?" The old man asked.
"Try one. I'll give you a blue one." Simeon pulled it out and tossed it to the man. "First, your name."
"Albus Dumbledore." The old man said as he tentatively licked it. He 'hmm'ed and put it in his mouth. Immediately he started biting it.
"Done! You owe me Simeon!" Sirius chanted, eyes watering. He rubbed his eyes and grinned.
"Well, fuck me, I didn't think you could do it." Simeon sighed. "All right, we are from Nebraska, USofA. Spec here ran into me and we appeared here."
"Yeh, I just saw some castle and a bunch of people, like it was a school or something." Sirius said.
"Like when you landed on the roof?" Simeon asked.
"Yeh, but this time Mr. Williams isn't going to take the belt to me." Sirius grinned.
"Are you two related?" Albus asked.
"No, We live at the orphanage together, best friends. But rumor has it Simeon's dad is getting out in a year, so he'll probably leave then." Sirius said.
"Dad wants to move to the south when he gets out. He says I'm not to mess with shitty orphans, especially the ones who's parents aren't dead because there must be a reason why they don't want them." Simeon said gloomily.
"Fucking bastard."
"Could you control your mouth?" Professor Potter snapped.
"Why? You're not my father."
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thanx to shdurrani and queenbeth2 for reveiwing! i feel so loved! Well, here's the next chappie i do like having my im window and my e-mail box relatively clean and able to use and i won't have that if i don't upload, curtesies of my cousin. ~C-Bear out
American Magician
Chapter 2:
Last time:
"Stupify!" The man shouted. It just hit Sirius and he stood there looking at him curiously. Suddenly he couldn't breath and his air way closed. His eyes rolled back into his head.
****************************************
Simeon was curious about the blue light that came from the stick. He saw it hit Sirius and then saw him have an asthma attack. It seemed to be a bad one as he collapsed immediately.
"Spec!" He yelled. He started searching his friend's baggy clothes for his medicine. "Sirius, where is it! I can't find it!" He yelled when he turned up empty handed. He noticed that the teen wasn't breathing. He pushed down on his chest and saw a pocket, he took out the inhaler and put it in Sirius' mouth. "Come on! Breath God damnit!" He yelled in a panic. He pulled Sirius into a tight hug when the teen took a deep breath. "Sirius Harold Johnson! Don't you ever do that again!"
"I love you too and all, but do you mind getting off me?" Sirius asked.
"What the hell did you do to him?" Simeon roared. His eyes were narrowed in rage as he glared at the man.
"Ginny, go get Professor Dumbledore. Peter, go get Madam Pomfrey." The man said quickly. A red head from the left and a brunette from the right got up and ran out. He moved next to the boys. "All of you! Sit down and review Dark Magic! I expect a foot by the end of class!" He shouted.
"Sounds like a teacher, boring at that." Sirius muttered to Simeon. "My God! No noise, no notes, these aren't students, they're robots!" Simeon snorted.
"Now tell me who you are before the headmaster arrives." The man said.
"Headmaster? As in principal?" Simeon asked. "Can they do that?"
"I don't think so." Sirius answered. "I don't think he's messing around."
"Professor Potter, what seems to be the problem? And who might you two be?" An old man with way too long of hair asked. His blue eyes sparkled happily.
"They won't tell me who they are. That one got hit with a stunning spell and just stood there, but hen he did something strange, like he couldn't breath." Professor Potter explained.
"What kind of contacts do you have?" Sirius asked.
"What are 'contacts?'" The old man asked curiously. Both teens looked shocked.
"Well, I'm wearing contacts. They help you see instead of glasses, people wear contacts. They can also change your eye color. Mine make my eyes a hazel color. See?" Sirius brought his finger to his eye and rubbed a small bowlish thing out. "This is a contact, but now I can't see." He put the contact back in and blinked a few times.
"Amazing! Come over here!" He said.
"I don't think so." Sirius said dryly.
"I think his name is Sirius and his name is Simeon." A girl with curls of black hair that looked to have traces of a deep red undertone said. "That's what they called each other at least."
"That you Kimber." Professor Potter said as the girl beamed.
"Suck up." Simeon whispered to Sirius. The two teachers spun to look at Simeon.
"Busted." Sirius chirped in a singsong voice. Simeon punched his arm and glared.
"James, did you see Sirius' true eye color?" The old man asked.
"Spec and his spectacular eyes!" Simeon yelled. "Come one come all!"
"Shut the fuck up!" Sirius growled to his way too happy friend. Simeon just grinned like crazy. "They're just green," He said, confused, "nothin' special."
"They look like Lily's. Exactly like Lily's." The old man said. At this both boy's heads shot up.
"Who's Lily?" They chimed.
"Think it's that Johnson lady's name?" Simeon asked.
"I don't know, but it sounds familiar." Sirius answered quietly.
"First, where are you from? How did you get here?" The old man asked.
"Who are you?" Sirius asked as he took a warhead out of his pocket.
"Dare you to have four at once, extra sour, all yellow or black." Simeon hissed.
"Five bucks says I can."
"You're on." He took three more out and popped them in his mouth. His eyes squeezed shut.
"You can't take it." Simeon taunted. "Sorry, but this is much more important than answering questions. No biting!" He sang.
"Bite me." Sirius growled.
"What are those?" The old man asked.
"Try one. I'll give you a blue one." Simeon pulled it out and tossed it to the man. "First, your name."
"Albus Dumbledore." The old man said as he tentatively licked it. He 'hmm'ed and put it in his mouth. Immediately he started biting it.
"Done! You owe me Simeon!" Sirius chanted, eyes watering. He rubbed his eyes and grinned.
"Well, fuck me, I didn't think you could do it." Simeon sighed. "All right, we are from Nebraska, USofA. Spec here ran into me and we appeared here."
"Yeh, I just saw some castle and a bunch of people, like it was a school or something." Sirius said.
"Like when you landed on the roof?" Simeon asked.
"Yeh, but this time Mr. Williams isn't going to take the belt to me." Sirius grinned.
"Are you two related?" Albus asked.
"No, We live at the orphanage together, best friends. But rumor has it Simeon's dad is getting out in a year, so he'll probably leave then." Sirius said.
"Dad wants to move to the south when he gets out. He says I'm not to mess with shitty orphans, especially the ones who's parents aren't dead because there must be a reason why they don't want them." Simeon said gloomily.
"Fucking bastard."
"Could you control your mouth?" Professor Potter snapped.
"Why? You're not my father."
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thanx to shdurrani and queenbeth2 for reveiwing! i feel so loved! Well, here's the next chappie i do like having my im window and my e-mail box relatively clean and able to use and i won't have that if i don't upload, curtesies of my cousin. ~C-Bear out