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American Magician
Chapter 3:
Last time:
"Could you control your mouth?" Professor Potter snapped.
"Why? You're not my father." Sirius said.
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"Where is your father?" Sirius opened his mouth to say something, but shut it when he realized he didn't know anything about his father.
"If you're so smart, you tell us where his dad is!" Simeon yelled defensively.
"How long have you two been at the orphanage?" Albus asked.
"Nine years, but we've been going to school together since kindergarten."
"Over fourteen years." Sirius said softly. "It depends on what you're asking, though, how many families I've lived with, how ling I've been at the orphanage, I came to the orphanage over fourteen years ago." He added even softer.
"Why did you collapse?" Albus asked.
"Asthma." Sirius answered. "It makes it difficult to breath and if I didn't get my medicine in time, it could have killed me."
"How did you get asthma?"
"I would rather not say."
"When can we go home?" Simeon asked.
"First we need to figure out how you get here and what we can about you." Albus answered. Both boy's heads snapped up.
"But Mr. Williams will kick out asses!" They yelled.
"We just need to keep you here for a short while." The old man soothed.
"Can he do that?" Sirius asked.
"I don't think so." Simeon answered.
"Wait. Mr. Williams told me that if those people had any complaints about m, I'd get the worse whupping of my life! They won't like it if I'm not there." Sirius said with a tremor in his voice. "Sir, you have to take us back now."
"I'm afraid I can't do that."
"Sirius is an odd name, who gave it to you?" Professor Potter asked.
"The people at the orphanage. They told me that when asked my name, I said Sirius Harry, so they made that my name, Sirius Harold. Johnson is just the name that the dead lady had." He said calmly. "Why?"
"No reason. I just have a friend named Sirius and his parents were star gazers." He turned to the class. "Class is over, Kimber get your brother, mum, and the others, where's Poppy?"
"She's sick today, sir." Peter answered.
"Fine." The man said.
"Does any of you have some gum?" Simeon yelled.
"What's gum?"
"Damn! This is like, the 20th century and you peoples can't even know anything since before the fucking dinosaurs!" Sirius growled.
"Homework for tonight!" Simeon took a deep breath. "Get a life. Now get the fuck out of here." He quickly followed up with. Simeon smirked, though everyone glared at the pair.
"That wasn't very nice." Albus said sternly.
"Sure it was." Simeon said.
"They can walk can't they?" Sirius quipped just as someone ran into a desk. "Or not, but we didn't do that." Simeon snorted. Professor Potter put his head in his hands and shook it.
Sirius spun when Simeon tugged his hair. "Lay off! God I hate long hair." He grumbled.
"Yeh right, you know you love it."
"Simeon, if I didn't have to, then-"
"Who has to do what, dad?" A young boy in the door asked. His deep red hair all over the place.
"Matt, come in here." The young boy ran in next to Professor Potter.
"Hey dad, that guy looks a lot like you in those pictures that mom shows us!" He pointed to Sirius as he said that. Simeon elbowed Sirius lightly.
"Hey Specs, you've got an admirer."
"Get a damn life! No Specs! No Specey! Hopefully you'll lay off the Siri! And get your fucking foot off of mine, Sasquash!" He yelled when Simeon stood on his foot.
"Oh the nerve! Why I outta...outta." Simeon said in an exasperated woman's voice. "I'll turn you over my knee and take a paddle to you." He shook his finger as he said it.
"Yes mother. Anything you say mother. Shall I grovel mother?"
"Yes, I deserve to be groveled to. Grovel."
"Not on your life." He said in a nasal voice. They could have carried it on if a short of laughter hadn't interrupted them. They turned to the young red head. "What's up with the brat?" He whispered.
"Not a damn clue. Hey kid, what's up?"
"The ceiling. How couldn't you know?" Both teens looked at him with open mouths.
"Holy shit!" They chorused.
"Watch your language in front of my son." Professor Potter growled.
"Forgot, this is like one of those deprived schools." Simeon drawled.
"Leave him alone, I want to get back. He can't whup you, he can whup me." Sirius hissed.
"Why can he whup? You?" The boy asked.
"Do you even know what a whuppin' is?" Sirius asked, the boy shook his head. "It's a beating. Now Mr. Williams owns me. He's watching Simeon until his dad gets out of prison."
"Why?"
"Why do you think? My parents decided they didn't want a kid."
"But they had you, right?"
"No shit Sherlock." Sirius spat. "They kept me for a year before deciding I wasn't good enough for them. Is it so hard to believe that some parents would rather kill their kid hen take care of them? Sorry to break it to you, but life's a bitch."
"Spec, calm down. You don't want to blow anyone up. The kid's näive, just calm down." Simeon said to the furious boy. "Last time he blew up a mouse." He said dryly to the shocked people. "Sirius! If you don't chill, I'll knock you out!" He yelled when all of the desks and chairs began floating. "Sorry." He mumbled before elbowing him in the head, hard. The other boy crumpled immediately and Simeon caught him.
"Now Matt, measure his magic while he's calm. Give us a comparison." Professor Potter said calmly.
"I swear to fucking God if you hurt him, I'll kill you." Simeon warned.
"Dad? He's really strong. Untrained and resting he's at Professor Dumbledore's level." He said fearfully. "There's something about him that I don't know what it is."
"What are you people talking about? Magic isn't real. Well, it is, sort up." Simeon said. "But it's not his fault."
"Of course it isn't his fault." Albus said soothingly. "Check him as well, I think he might be average level." Matt nodded. "Well, let's open the door and let the people in." He smiled and Simeon shook Sirius out of unconsciousness.
"How did you do that?" Professor Potter asked.
"I don't know, but it only works on Spec." He said quickly. The door opened and a woman with long curls of red hair and three men, one with long greasy air, another with medium length black hair, and the third had short light brown hair with a few grey streaks. "What's going on?"
Sirius groaned slightly and clutched his head. "Fucking bastard." He groaned, elbowing harshly into Simeon's stomach.
"Bitch!" He yelled in pain.
"You momma!" Sirius retorted.
"I ought to knock you out again!"
"Who the hell do you think you are!"
"Spe-"
"Shut up!" The man with medium black hair yelled. "What's going on?"
"This young man apparated himself and a friend here in this classroom without any previous magical help. I doubt he even has a wand." Albus said. "Would you two please state your names?"
"I'm Simeon and my hommie here is Sirius." He said in a street voice. Sirius just shook his head in amusement.
"Where are you from?" The brunette asked. Sirius whispered to Simeon before they nodded their heads.
"We know you!" Sirius pointed to the red-head.
"You're Lily!" Simeon finished proudly. Everyone's jaw dropped.
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thanx to those that reviewed! and dumbledore doesn't have a reation to the candy queenbeth2 he just stored it away for future referances, he's old enough in my opinion whether he lets someone know that he's eating something sour. ~C-Bear out
American Magician
Chapter 3:
Last time:
"Could you control your mouth?" Professor Potter snapped.
"Why? You're not my father." Sirius said.
***********************
"Where is your father?" Sirius opened his mouth to say something, but shut it when he realized he didn't know anything about his father.
"If you're so smart, you tell us where his dad is!" Simeon yelled defensively.
"How long have you two been at the orphanage?" Albus asked.
"Nine years, but we've been going to school together since kindergarten."
"Over fourteen years." Sirius said softly. "It depends on what you're asking, though, how many families I've lived with, how ling I've been at the orphanage, I came to the orphanage over fourteen years ago." He added even softer.
"Why did you collapse?" Albus asked.
"Asthma." Sirius answered. "It makes it difficult to breath and if I didn't get my medicine in time, it could have killed me."
"How did you get asthma?"
"I would rather not say."
"When can we go home?" Simeon asked.
"First we need to figure out how you get here and what we can about you." Albus answered. Both boy's heads snapped up.
"But Mr. Williams will kick out asses!" They yelled.
"We just need to keep you here for a short while." The old man soothed.
"Can he do that?" Sirius asked.
"I don't think so." Simeon answered.
"Wait. Mr. Williams told me that if those people had any complaints about m, I'd get the worse whupping of my life! They won't like it if I'm not there." Sirius said with a tremor in his voice. "Sir, you have to take us back now."
"I'm afraid I can't do that."
"Sirius is an odd name, who gave it to you?" Professor Potter asked.
"The people at the orphanage. They told me that when asked my name, I said Sirius Harry, so they made that my name, Sirius Harold. Johnson is just the name that the dead lady had." He said calmly. "Why?"
"No reason. I just have a friend named Sirius and his parents were star gazers." He turned to the class. "Class is over, Kimber get your brother, mum, and the others, where's Poppy?"
"She's sick today, sir." Peter answered.
"Fine." The man said.
"Does any of you have some gum?" Simeon yelled.
"What's gum?"
"Damn! This is like, the 20th century and you peoples can't even know anything since before the fucking dinosaurs!" Sirius growled.
"Homework for tonight!" Simeon took a deep breath. "Get a life. Now get the fuck out of here." He quickly followed up with. Simeon smirked, though everyone glared at the pair.
"That wasn't very nice." Albus said sternly.
"Sure it was." Simeon said.
"They can walk can't they?" Sirius quipped just as someone ran into a desk. "Or not, but we didn't do that." Simeon snorted. Professor Potter put his head in his hands and shook it.
Sirius spun when Simeon tugged his hair. "Lay off! God I hate long hair." He grumbled.
"Yeh right, you know you love it."
"Simeon, if I didn't have to, then-"
"Who has to do what, dad?" A young boy in the door asked. His deep red hair all over the place.
"Matt, come in here." The young boy ran in next to Professor Potter.
"Hey dad, that guy looks a lot like you in those pictures that mom shows us!" He pointed to Sirius as he said that. Simeon elbowed Sirius lightly.
"Hey Specs, you've got an admirer."
"Get a damn life! No Specs! No Specey! Hopefully you'll lay off the Siri! And get your fucking foot off of mine, Sasquash!" He yelled when Simeon stood on his foot.
"Oh the nerve! Why I outta...outta." Simeon said in an exasperated woman's voice. "I'll turn you over my knee and take a paddle to you." He shook his finger as he said it.
"Yes mother. Anything you say mother. Shall I grovel mother?"
"Yes, I deserve to be groveled to. Grovel."
"Not on your life." He said in a nasal voice. They could have carried it on if a short of laughter hadn't interrupted them. They turned to the young red head. "What's up with the brat?" He whispered.
"Not a damn clue. Hey kid, what's up?"
"The ceiling. How couldn't you know?" Both teens looked at him with open mouths.
"Holy shit!" They chorused.
"Watch your language in front of my son." Professor Potter growled.
"Forgot, this is like one of those deprived schools." Simeon drawled.
"Leave him alone, I want to get back. He can't whup you, he can whup me." Sirius hissed.
"Why can he whup? You?" The boy asked.
"Do you even know what a whuppin' is?" Sirius asked, the boy shook his head. "It's a beating. Now Mr. Williams owns me. He's watching Simeon until his dad gets out of prison."
"Why?"
"Why do you think? My parents decided they didn't want a kid."
"But they had you, right?"
"No shit Sherlock." Sirius spat. "They kept me for a year before deciding I wasn't good enough for them. Is it so hard to believe that some parents would rather kill their kid hen take care of them? Sorry to break it to you, but life's a bitch."
"Spec, calm down. You don't want to blow anyone up. The kid's näive, just calm down." Simeon said to the furious boy. "Last time he blew up a mouse." He said dryly to the shocked people. "Sirius! If you don't chill, I'll knock you out!" He yelled when all of the desks and chairs began floating. "Sorry." He mumbled before elbowing him in the head, hard. The other boy crumpled immediately and Simeon caught him.
"Now Matt, measure his magic while he's calm. Give us a comparison." Professor Potter said calmly.
"I swear to fucking God if you hurt him, I'll kill you." Simeon warned.
"Dad? He's really strong. Untrained and resting he's at Professor Dumbledore's level." He said fearfully. "There's something about him that I don't know what it is."
"What are you people talking about? Magic isn't real. Well, it is, sort up." Simeon said. "But it's not his fault."
"Of course it isn't his fault." Albus said soothingly. "Check him as well, I think he might be average level." Matt nodded. "Well, let's open the door and let the people in." He smiled and Simeon shook Sirius out of unconsciousness.
"How did you do that?" Professor Potter asked.
"I don't know, but it only works on Spec." He said quickly. The door opened and a woman with long curls of red hair and three men, one with long greasy air, another with medium length black hair, and the third had short light brown hair with a few grey streaks. "What's going on?"
Sirius groaned slightly and clutched his head. "Fucking bastard." He groaned, elbowing harshly into Simeon's stomach.
"Bitch!" He yelled in pain.
"You momma!" Sirius retorted.
"I ought to knock you out again!"
"Who the hell do you think you are!"
"Spe-"
"Shut up!" The man with medium black hair yelled. "What's going on?"
"This young man apparated himself and a friend here in this classroom without any previous magical help. I doubt he even has a wand." Albus said. "Would you two please state your names?"
"I'm Simeon and my hommie here is Sirius." He said in a street voice. Sirius just shook his head in amusement.
"Where are you from?" The brunette asked. Sirius whispered to Simeon before they nodded their heads.
"We know you!" Sirius pointed to the red-head.
"You're Lily!" Simeon finished proudly. Everyone's jaw dropped.
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thanx to those that reviewed! and dumbledore doesn't have a reation to the candy queenbeth2 he just stored it away for future referances, he's old enough in my opinion whether he lets someone know that he's eating something sour. ~C-Bear out