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American Magician
Chapter 5:
Last time:
"You going to be alright?" She asked.
"He's going to kill me." Sirius answered before leaving a very shaken Lily Potter.
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Simeon woke up in the middle of the night. He shut his eyes quickly, thinking he was back in the orphanage. He didn't want to find out why he woke up. Slowly everything came back about where they were just as another scream erupted. He got quickly out of bed and stumbled to Sirius.
Sirius was laying rigid in his bed, sweat matting his hair to his face as his mouth was mumbling too low of words to make out what why were. A pained expression, enhanced by the tear tracks, marred the teen's face.
"Wake up." He hissed, shaking the form lightly. Sirius didn't move.
"What's going on?" Came a deep voice behind him. He spun, fearful that Mr. Williams might catch him out of bed. It wasn't Mr. Williams, though, it was the man, Remus.
"What does it look like? He's having a nigh-" Simeon was cut off by a scream. The body on the bed arched and it was all Simeon could do to hold him down.
"Spec, please wake u." He whispered recalling what his mother would tell him when he had a nightmare. "It's okay." He said. "This isn't good. He could have an attack. Could you go get the inhaler, white 'L' shaped thing?" The man's soft footsteps went to the pile with all of the stuff the boys took out of their pockets.
"Is this it?" Simeon turned and nodded, holding his hand out.
"Remus? Is everything okay? James and I were woken by screaming." Came a woman's voice.
"One of them is just having a nightmare and-" He was cut off by another scream, though this time it was muffled by a sob. "Could you help, you were always good at calming kids from nightmares."
"Not yours! Not yours!" Was the mantra Sirius began sobbing. He had curled into a ball and just kept saying the mantra. Now he was breathing quickly.
"Sirius calm down!" He snapped, though he knew the boy couldn't hear him. He put the inhaler into Sirius' mouth and gave him the medicine.
"Do you know how to wake someone up from a nightmare?" Lily's voice asked.
"Not this dream. Usually I can get him up. There's only a few times that he hasn't woken up." He was cross.
"Move back." She said. She sat down on the bed and moved Sirius so that he was sitting on her lap and leaning into her chest. Instincts took over and arms wrapped around her and Sirius' head became buried into the crook of her neck. Lily rubbed soothing circles on the whimpering boy's back. She said comforting words to the distraught teen.
"Wow! I don't think anyone's ever done that to him." Simeon said in awe. "Where'd you learn that?" A sad look passed over her face.
"When you've had three kids it's easy to do this, sometimes." She said as she held the now sleeping boy.
"Was it that Kimber and Matt?" She nodded. "Who's the third?" He asked.
"He's dead. My first born, Harry died fourteen years ago he had only just had his first birthday." Her voice cracked.
"We're fifteen. I think Spec's the lucky one, his birthday is in the middle of the year, July 31. Mines all the way on March 3." He sulked. "What season would you like your birthday to be on?" He asked.
"I've always liked the beginning of summer." She said softly. "You should be getting to sleep." She said off handedly.
"All right, night." He yawned before falling back to sleep.
"Sirius woke to a strange feeling. It felt like someone was holding him. He'd never had someone hold him before. It comforted him from the nightmare he'd had. He didn't want to believe that it really happened, not to him. He wouldn't even acknowledge that it happened in a dream, let alone that it really happened. Sirius could handle beatings, but he couldn't handle it when Mr. Williams took it too far.
He shook his head to clear his thoughts. He knew he would get a full fledged whuppin' for both himself and Simeon. Mr. Williams might give Simeon a few hits with his belt, or a light beating. Simeon didn't belong to Mr. Williams, he belonged to his father. Sirius didn't have that luxury. He belonged to Mr. Williams. He expected to be beaten a few times, possibly until he lost consciousness. Hopefully Mr. Williams wouldn't do anything else.
"You awake?" A soft voice asked. He just burrowed his head deeper into the warmth. He jerked back quickly when he realized that no one was supposed to hold him.
"Wha-what are you doing?" Sirius stuttered. He was already fearful of what Mr. Williams would do to him. The added confusion didn't help at all. Trying not to shake was hard. Fear, confusion, and hurt didn't mix well.
"Are you feeling better?" The soft voice asked. He opened his eyes and blinked a few times. All he could see was a mass of red.
"What's going on? What are you doing?" He asked again. "Where am I? I can't see." He tried to find out where he was, but everything was blurred.
"You're at Hogwarts. You had a nightmare. You kept screaming 'Not yours.' Does that mean anything to you?" The voice asked.
"Nothing." He lied as the nightmare came back. It was a nightmare after all, none of it really happened. "Where's Simeon?" He asked the red-head. He couldn't see her well enough to know who she was.
"He's asleep. Albus wants you two to go to school here so he's sending Remus and myself with the two of you to speak with your guardian." She said.
"But I'm bought. A couple want me to be their son for a month." He protested. Maybe the couple would be nice and like him. Most of the couples that were nice didn't like all of the problems he had. The others just didn't care. He knew that if he tried to get out of another family he would be sent to lock-down.
"If we have to speak with them we will." The lady said.
"Why? Simeon and I are just a couple of orphans without a future. Or I am. Simeon has his father and his father is sending him money so he most likely will get enough money for an apartment or live with his dad." He thought out loud.
"What about you?" The voice asked.
"I don't even know whether my parents are alive or not. I belong to the state and when I turn eighteen, they will turn me out. Mr. Williams told me a long time ago that my momma was only a good fuck to my dad. When she had me, she wasn't worth anymore to my dad. He said that I was abandoned by my momma and some Johnson lady found me and took me in. She died November 7th when she returned from her two month stay in England. He said that I was born somewhere in England on July 31, 1980. That's all I have from my parents, aside form a sock with my first birthday on it, and the memory of green light and pain." He explained. his mind was still exhausted from the dream to know that normally he would tell the person to fuck off.
"Oh." That was all the lady said and Sirius tried to get up.
"I can't see." He said again.
"Here's a pair of glasses. They're my husband's old frames, but the lenses should change for your eyes." She explained.
"Thanks, I guess." He muttered. When he put them on, the room cleared up. He spotted Simeon and had and evil grin on his face. He slowly got up and walked over to the teen. When he got there, his hands dove in to tickle him mercilessly. Simeon woke with a yell, but it soon turned into uncontrolled laughter.
"Sir-i-us haha st-op ha stahhhaha!" He was forced to stop talking. Sirius stopped and Simeon lay there, gasping for breath. "I hate you." He gasped.
"That's nice." Sirius said airily, smiling.
"No, I really hate you."
"Yeh. That's really nice."
"Shut up."
"Why?"
"I said so."
"And that means..." He trailed off.
"And that means that you need to shut up!" They both grinned at each other. "Spec, why are you wearing glasses? You know Mr. Williams doesn't like it."
"I don't really have a choice."
"Alright, it's time for breakfast. For now the two of you will eat at the head table." Lily said cheerily. She got up to leave. "But if you don't hurry, you won't get anything."
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thank you for the reviews! and to gold silk, sorry about the dialouge, not the best but working on it, and most of the time it will be sirius/harry speaking, don't worry, though in three more chappie, it will all be changed. sirius/sirius doesn't play a big part in this story. ~C-Bear out
American Magician
Chapter 5:
Last time:
"You going to be alright?" She asked.
"He's going to kill me." Sirius answered before leaving a very shaken Lily Potter.
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Simeon woke up in the middle of the night. He shut his eyes quickly, thinking he was back in the orphanage. He didn't want to find out why he woke up. Slowly everything came back about where they were just as another scream erupted. He got quickly out of bed and stumbled to Sirius.
Sirius was laying rigid in his bed, sweat matting his hair to his face as his mouth was mumbling too low of words to make out what why were. A pained expression, enhanced by the tear tracks, marred the teen's face.
"Wake up." He hissed, shaking the form lightly. Sirius didn't move.
"What's going on?" Came a deep voice behind him. He spun, fearful that Mr. Williams might catch him out of bed. It wasn't Mr. Williams, though, it was the man, Remus.
"What does it look like? He's having a nigh-" Simeon was cut off by a scream. The body on the bed arched and it was all Simeon could do to hold him down.
"Spec, please wake u." He whispered recalling what his mother would tell him when he had a nightmare. "It's okay." He said. "This isn't good. He could have an attack. Could you go get the inhaler, white 'L' shaped thing?" The man's soft footsteps went to the pile with all of the stuff the boys took out of their pockets.
"Is this it?" Simeon turned and nodded, holding his hand out.
"Remus? Is everything okay? James and I were woken by screaming." Came a woman's voice.
"One of them is just having a nightmare and-" He was cut off by another scream, though this time it was muffled by a sob. "Could you help, you were always good at calming kids from nightmares."
"Not yours! Not yours!" Was the mantra Sirius began sobbing. He had curled into a ball and just kept saying the mantra. Now he was breathing quickly.
"Sirius calm down!" He snapped, though he knew the boy couldn't hear him. He put the inhaler into Sirius' mouth and gave him the medicine.
"Do you know how to wake someone up from a nightmare?" Lily's voice asked.
"Not this dream. Usually I can get him up. There's only a few times that he hasn't woken up." He was cross.
"Move back." She said. She sat down on the bed and moved Sirius so that he was sitting on her lap and leaning into her chest. Instincts took over and arms wrapped around her and Sirius' head became buried into the crook of her neck. Lily rubbed soothing circles on the whimpering boy's back. She said comforting words to the distraught teen.
"Wow! I don't think anyone's ever done that to him." Simeon said in awe. "Where'd you learn that?" A sad look passed over her face.
"When you've had three kids it's easy to do this, sometimes." She said as she held the now sleeping boy.
"Was it that Kimber and Matt?" She nodded. "Who's the third?" He asked.
"He's dead. My first born, Harry died fourteen years ago he had only just had his first birthday." Her voice cracked.
"We're fifteen. I think Spec's the lucky one, his birthday is in the middle of the year, July 31. Mines all the way on March 3." He sulked. "What season would you like your birthday to be on?" He asked.
"I've always liked the beginning of summer." She said softly. "You should be getting to sleep." She said off handedly.
"All right, night." He yawned before falling back to sleep.
"Sirius woke to a strange feeling. It felt like someone was holding him. He'd never had someone hold him before. It comforted him from the nightmare he'd had. He didn't want to believe that it really happened, not to him. He wouldn't even acknowledge that it happened in a dream, let alone that it really happened. Sirius could handle beatings, but he couldn't handle it when Mr. Williams took it too far.
He shook his head to clear his thoughts. He knew he would get a full fledged whuppin' for both himself and Simeon. Mr. Williams might give Simeon a few hits with his belt, or a light beating. Simeon didn't belong to Mr. Williams, he belonged to his father. Sirius didn't have that luxury. He belonged to Mr. Williams. He expected to be beaten a few times, possibly until he lost consciousness. Hopefully Mr. Williams wouldn't do anything else.
"You awake?" A soft voice asked. He just burrowed his head deeper into the warmth. He jerked back quickly when he realized that no one was supposed to hold him.
"Wha-what are you doing?" Sirius stuttered. He was already fearful of what Mr. Williams would do to him. The added confusion didn't help at all. Trying not to shake was hard. Fear, confusion, and hurt didn't mix well.
"Are you feeling better?" The soft voice asked. He opened his eyes and blinked a few times. All he could see was a mass of red.
"What's going on? What are you doing?" He asked again. "Where am I? I can't see." He tried to find out where he was, but everything was blurred.
"You're at Hogwarts. You had a nightmare. You kept screaming 'Not yours.' Does that mean anything to you?" The voice asked.
"Nothing." He lied as the nightmare came back. It was a nightmare after all, none of it really happened. "Where's Simeon?" He asked the red-head. He couldn't see her well enough to know who she was.
"He's asleep. Albus wants you two to go to school here so he's sending Remus and myself with the two of you to speak with your guardian." She said.
"But I'm bought. A couple want me to be their son for a month." He protested. Maybe the couple would be nice and like him. Most of the couples that were nice didn't like all of the problems he had. The others just didn't care. He knew that if he tried to get out of another family he would be sent to lock-down.
"If we have to speak with them we will." The lady said.
"Why? Simeon and I are just a couple of orphans without a future. Or I am. Simeon has his father and his father is sending him money so he most likely will get enough money for an apartment or live with his dad." He thought out loud.
"What about you?" The voice asked.
"I don't even know whether my parents are alive or not. I belong to the state and when I turn eighteen, they will turn me out. Mr. Williams told me a long time ago that my momma was only a good fuck to my dad. When she had me, she wasn't worth anymore to my dad. He said that I was abandoned by my momma and some Johnson lady found me and took me in. She died November 7th when she returned from her two month stay in England. He said that I was born somewhere in England on July 31, 1980. That's all I have from my parents, aside form a sock with my first birthday on it, and the memory of green light and pain." He explained. his mind was still exhausted from the dream to know that normally he would tell the person to fuck off.
"Oh." That was all the lady said and Sirius tried to get up.
"I can't see." He said again.
"Here's a pair of glasses. They're my husband's old frames, but the lenses should change for your eyes." She explained.
"Thanks, I guess." He muttered. When he put them on, the room cleared up. He spotted Simeon and had and evil grin on his face. He slowly got up and walked over to the teen. When he got there, his hands dove in to tickle him mercilessly. Simeon woke with a yell, but it soon turned into uncontrolled laughter.
"Sir-i-us haha st-op ha stahhhaha!" He was forced to stop talking. Sirius stopped and Simeon lay there, gasping for breath. "I hate you." He gasped.
"That's nice." Sirius said airily, smiling.
"No, I really hate you."
"Yeh. That's really nice."
"Shut up."
"Why?"
"I said so."
"And that means..." He trailed off.
"And that means that you need to shut up!" They both grinned at each other. "Spec, why are you wearing glasses? You know Mr. Williams doesn't like it."
"I don't really have a choice."
"Alright, it's time for breakfast. For now the two of you will eat at the head table." Lily said cheerily. She got up to leave. "But if you don't hurry, you won't get anything."
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thank you for the reviews! and to gold silk, sorry about the dialouge, not the best but working on it, and most of the time it will be sirius/harry speaking, don't worry, though in three more chappie, it will all be changed. sirius/sirius doesn't play a big part in this story. ~C-Bear out