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American Magician
Chapter 6:
Last time:
"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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Both boys got up immediately and jogged up to where she was walking. "So, us, where are you taking us?" Sirius asked as they eyes the moving portraits wearily.
"The Great Hall." She answered. She opened the door and they followed her into a huge, gorgeous room with a long table in front and four tables perpendicular to the front table. Students sat at the four tables while teachers sat at the front. Simeon and Sirius looked at each other and blinked, smirking slightly.
At the same time, they clenched their fists and opened them. They didn't look to see if it worked until they sat down. Sirius was put next to James with Simeon on the other side next to the older Sirius. They snickered, liking what they saw.
"What do you think is so funny?" The older Sirius asked.
"Hands out?" Simeon asked. Spec grinned.
"All right." When they brought their hands onto the table, everyone's hair turned pink, purple, blue, green, and any other outrageous colour. Everyone's hair was at least two colours and had swirls, strips, dots, and no two heads were the same. "Kids these days." Spec sighed.
"How d'you reckon that happened?" Simeon asked in a southern accent. James and Sirius let out a snort of laughter. Suddenly, the students erupted in screams and shouts.
"Who did this!" Was the loudest screeched.
"Would the two of you happen to know anything about this?" Albus asked the two of them.
"We don't have sticks." Spec said.
"So how could we do it?" Simeon reasoned.
"All we did was walk up here and put out hands on the table."
"How could you accuse us?"
"Those two look suspicious. Look, they can't even keep a straight face." Spec pointed to James and Sirius. "And they know how to use the sticks." Both adults looked shocked.
"We didn't do it!" They chimed.
"Who did this!" Severus demanded.
"Why do you need sticks?" Simeon asked.
"Why wouldn't you? When you begin to learn here, I will tell you." Albus said.
"Oh." Was all Spec could say.
"Lily, Sirius, Simeon! It's time to go!" Remus shouted form the doorway.
The two boys jumped over the table, snatching a few pieces of bacon as they went. They jogged up to the man. "What happened here?" He asked.
"Teenagers these days." Simeon began.
"Doing all sorts of strange stuff." Spec finished.
"Like getting a tattoo? Simeon asked.
"Leave me alone! I was wasted!" Sirius shot.
"Tattoo?" Lily asked as she came up behind them.
"I got drunk, never a good thing, horrible hangover, and got a tattoo." He explained. "It isn't like my foster parents cared. They're the ones that gave me the liquor. They told me to go out, get drunk, and to not knock up some girl and get them pregnant. Then Bill, the foster father, leaned over and told me that he was the only one able to knock someone up. I left so they wouldn't do that in front of me." He shuddered.
"Might as well get this over with." Simeon said. Remus nodded and they followed him to a lemon drops box.
"Now everyone touch this and it should take us to your city." He explained, all of them touched it and he tapped it to his wand. Sirius felt a tug at his navel and the world disappeared. They turned out in an alley about four miles from the orphanage. The teens walked out and the adults followed.
"Well, well, well. Look what the cat dragged in." A taunting voice called.
"Fuck off, Jason." Simeon called.
"Why don't you make us?" Another yelled.
"Then we'll kick your ass!" Sirius hollered. Two boys came out and stood before Sirius and Simeon.
"I don't think a bitch like you could kick anyone's ass. Especially if we have guns." Both boys pulled out their guns and the taller one put the barrel of his gun against Sirius' head. "John, how many pieces with there be if I pull the trigger?" The boy asked. John smirked as he looked at Simeon's form.
"I don't think we could count." Before either could blink, the teens had dropped to the ground and swept their legs under the bullies. Sirius grabbed Jason's gun and had it leveled at the boy's head. Simeon soon followed.
"Looks like the tables have turned." Sirius growled. "Next time you better know who you're jumping." The boys emptied the bullets out and kept them, then they took the gun apart in one quick movement and threw them harshly at the spot between them. "Come on." He said to the stunned adults as they left the scared teens laying on the pavement.
"What was that about?" Lily demanded angrily.
"It was a fight. They don't have weapons anymore so now they're scared." Simeon explained. "If you want the bigger kids to leave you alone, you have to be tough."
"But you're fighting."
"Beats being killed." Sirius answered. They walked in silence the rest of the way to the orphanage. Sirius looked at the brick building. "Here we are." He said as the two walked up to the door. Sirius had started shaking again as he knocked on the door. The door swung open to show a tall, muscled man with dirty blond hair.
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American Magician
Chapter 6:
Last time:
"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."
********************************
Both boys got up immediately and jogged up to where she was walking. "So, us, where are you taking us?" Sirius asked as they eyes the moving portraits wearily.
"The Great Hall." She answered. She opened the door and they followed her into a huge, gorgeous room with a long table in front and four tables perpendicular to the front table. Students sat at the four tables while teachers sat at the front. Simeon and Sirius looked at each other and blinked, smirking slightly.
At the same time, they clenched their fists and opened them. They didn't look to see if it worked until they sat down. Sirius was put next to James with Simeon on the other side next to the older Sirius. They snickered, liking what they saw.
"What do you think is so funny?" The older Sirius asked.
"Hands out?" Simeon asked. Spec grinned.
"All right." When they brought their hands onto the table, everyone's hair turned pink, purple, blue, green, and any other outrageous colour. Everyone's hair was at least two colours and had swirls, strips, dots, and no two heads were the same. "Kids these days." Spec sighed.
"How d'you reckon that happened?" Simeon asked in a southern accent. James and Sirius let out a snort of laughter. Suddenly, the students erupted in screams and shouts.
"Who did this!" Was the loudest screeched.
"Would the two of you happen to know anything about this?" Albus asked the two of them.
"We don't have sticks." Spec said.
"So how could we do it?" Simeon reasoned.
"All we did was walk up here and put out hands on the table."
"How could you accuse us?"
"Those two look suspicious. Look, they can't even keep a straight face." Spec pointed to James and Sirius. "And they know how to use the sticks." Both adults looked shocked.
"We didn't do it!" They chimed.
"Who did this!" Severus demanded.
"Why do you need sticks?" Simeon asked.
"Why wouldn't you? When you begin to learn here, I will tell you." Albus said.
"Oh." Was all Spec could say.
"Lily, Sirius, Simeon! It's time to go!" Remus shouted form the doorway.
The two boys jumped over the table, snatching a few pieces of bacon as they went. They jogged up to the man. "What happened here?" He asked.
"Teenagers these days." Simeon began.
"Doing all sorts of strange stuff." Spec finished.
"Like getting a tattoo? Simeon asked.
"Leave me alone! I was wasted!" Sirius shot.
"Tattoo?" Lily asked as she came up behind them.
"I got drunk, never a good thing, horrible hangover, and got a tattoo." He explained. "It isn't like my foster parents cared. They're the ones that gave me the liquor. They told me to go out, get drunk, and to not knock up some girl and get them pregnant. Then Bill, the foster father, leaned over and told me that he was the only one able to knock someone up. I left so they wouldn't do that in front of me." He shuddered.
"Might as well get this over with." Simeon said. Remus nodded and they followed him to a lemon drops box.
"Now everyone touch this and it should take us to your city." He explained, all of them touched it and he tapped it to his wand. Sirius felt a tug at his navel and the world disappeared. They turned out in an alley about four miles from the orphanage. The teens walked out and the adults followed.
"Well, well, well. Look what the cat dragged in." A taunting voice called.
"Fuck off, Jason." Simeon called.
"Why don't you make us?" Another yelled.
"Then we'll kick your ass!" Sirius hollered. Two boys came out and stood before Sirius and Simeon.
"I don't think a bitch like you could kick anyone's ass. Especially if we have guns." Both boys pulled out their guns and the taller one put the barrel of his gun against Sirius' head. "John, how many pieces with there be if I pull the trigger?" The boy asked. John smirked as he looked at Simeon's form.
"I don't think we could count." Before either could blink, the teens had dropped to the ground and swept their legs under the bullies. Sirius grabbed Jason's gun and had it leveled at the boy's head. Simeon soon followed.
"Looks like the tables have turned." Sirius growled. "Next time you better know who you're jumping." The boys emptied the bullets out and kept them, then they took the gun apart in one quick movement and threw them harshly at the spot between them. "Come on." He said to the stunned adults as they left the scared teens laying on the pavement.
"What was that about?" Lily demanded angrily.
"It was a fight. They don't have weapons anymore so now they're scared." Simeon explained. "If you want the bigger kids to leave you alone, you have to be tough."
"But you're fighting."
"Beats being killed." Sirius answered. They walked in silence the rest of the way to the orphanage. Sirius looked at the brick building. "Here we are." He said as the two walked up to the door. Sirius had started shaking again as he knocked on the door. The door swung open to show a tall, muscled man with dirty blond hair.
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