A Travel Through Time: First Attack: Sirius Arrives!
Ok. So Sirius dies. Well, for those of you who read the whole 'Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix'. BUT, this story has been started before it was out; so don't complain to me yelling, "SIRIUS IS DEAD, YOU DENSE GIRL! HAVEN'T YOU READ THE NEWEST HARRY POTTER?" I have, thank you very much. Well, DON'T COMPLAIN! Enjoy!
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"Stupefy!" One Deatheater fell to the ground; but there were hundreds of others!
"Where are the professors?" Remus yelled.
Peter looked around and pointed towards the staff table. "Over there!"
There they were, all tied up and gagged. "PROFESSOR!"
Suddenly, there was a loud BANG. The whole hall went quiet to see who it was.
"P-Professor Granger?"
Harry stood there, wands poised and an amused expression on his face.
"Well, guys, the fun ends here."
The Deatheaters were roaring and throwing spells at Harry. He deflected them with ease.
"Nightie night, boys, Barney says go to sleep."
The moment Harry said that, all the Deatheaters dropped to the ground and began snoring. The rest of the people at the Hall were now silent, their eyes bulging.
Sirius' jaw dropped. "-Barney- says go to sleep? Where'd he get that corny spell?"
James nudged him. "Sirius, we should go help tie up the Deatheaters and release the professors . . . Oh, they already are freed."
Harry had tied all the Deatheaters up with a single careless flick and untied all the professors.
Professor McGonagall looked shocked, and the rest looked shocked as well.
The Slytherins nearly fainted with shock at this short attack.
"Up you go, Professor. We need to take them to the cells. Go call the Aurors."
CRACK
After more cracks, Aurors filled the great hall.
"Too late, boys. You know that you have to get to the crime scene immediately!" As Harry continued scolding the confused Aurors, the Marauders crept out.
"I mean, James, he just said -Barney- says go to sleep! How could that be a supposedly -dark- wizard says?" Sirius accused.
James grumbled. "I still say he's a dark wizard."
Sirius slapped him on the back. "Aw, it's just your imagination, James, he's not a -"
THUMP
"OW!"
The four stopped.
The stranger who had somehow managed to land there said, ""Excuse me, kids. But will you tell me where in the world I am?"
James stared at him in horror, sensing a déjà vu.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! NOT AGAIN!"
They all ran out, the Marauders following James, leaving the stranger quite clueless.
**********What had really happened***************
DING DONG
Sirius opened his front door to find a package on the doorway.
"A package? From who?" It didn't have a return address.
Sirius just shrugged and carried it in.
After settling down in his room with a mug of coffee, he opened the box, the whole room began to spin as his feet left the ground.
THUMP
"OW!"
Sirius rubbed his head, wondering what in the world that damn box was.
He recognized the place; it was Hogwarts. Four kids were looking at his wide-eyed. He couldn't shake off the feeling that he knew them.
"Excuse me, kids. But will you tell me where in the world I am?" he asked.
The kids looked at each other before they ran our screaming, "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! NOT AGAIN!"
Sirius watched after them confused. What? Not again? Huh?
Picking himself up from the ground, Sirius muttered things about 'kids these days'. But he just couldn't shake off the feeling that he'd seen them before.
As he entered the Great Hall, the most peculiar sight met him.
Harry was yelling at some Aurors, pointing and waving at the Deatheaters. 'Poor Aurors, having to listen to dear Harry's lectures. I wonder what they did wrong?'
"Who are you, to lecture about these stuff?" An Auror yelled.
Harry froze. He'd forgotten where he was . . .
"HARRY! Yo, Harry! Can you tell me what's going on?" Sirius yelled towards him.
Harry froze and slowly turned around. Sirius was puzzled. Why was Harry so. pale?
"Harry?"
Before he knew what was happening, Harry walked towards him, grabbed his arm roughly and hissed to him, "How in the world did you get here?"
Sirius shrugged. "I opened this weird box and-"
"Professor Granger! Who is this stranger?" A younger version of Professor McGonagall demanded.
Wait . . . younger? And Professor Granger? Huh?
"Minnie, you surely remember Si-"
Harry cut him off. "This is my friend, er, Si- Si- Simon! Yeah! Simon Spinelli! I, er, called him to, um, help me teach Defense Against Dark Arts!"
Sirius looked at Harry as if he was insane. "WHAT? What kind of joke-"
Harry kicked him in his shins as he winced. "He, er, likes to, um, well, he just likes to act stupid, you know? Liked pranks and stuff too, but don't mind him! I'll, er, personally see to it that, er, Si- Si- Simon behaves! Now, get back to work! Go get those Deatheaters!" Harry laughed nervously and roughly pulled Sirius out.
"WHAT. ARE. YOU. DOING. HERE!" Harry screamed at him.
Sirius backed away. "Whoa, take it easy, dude. And what's with the entire Simon Spinelli think? And Spinelli is a very dumb name. So is Simon."
Harry groaned. "Stop complaining, SiMON, it's your name from now on and you will cope with it! GOT ME?"
Sirius nodded, looking rather scared. "Fine, fine, but why couldn't it be David Beckham?"
Harry raised an eyebrow. "David Beckham?"
"Yeah, its some famous muggle dude who plays- what do you call it? Was it Biscuit Ball? Or- wait! I think I got it! Rocker!"
Harry sniggered. "It's soccer, Sirius, and you've already said 'Si' so I had to make up a name with 'Si' with it. So Simon."
"Aw, Harry, Simon is for losers. It could have been- been- Si- Si- Si- Aw, Harry, why did I have to say Si?" Sirius whined.
"Because of your stupid brain. And I can't believe what oafs they've got for Aurors. Seventh years could do much more better." Harry murmured.
"Well, from now on your Professor Spinelli, and don't make up any trouble, because I already have another Sirius, and right now I can only handle 2 Sirius'." Harry continued.
"Spinelli? SPINELLI? You know what, Harry; everyone's going to start calling me Professor SPAGHETTI! And I don't want to be Professor Spaghetti! I don't even LIKE spaghetti that much! Can't we say that the Spinelli thing is all a joke and that my real name is Simon Beckham?" He pleaded.
"Whatever, Professor Spaghetti, shut up. I have to get my lesson plans ready."
Sirius glared. "Harry. As you godfather, I want you to change my name!"
Harry snickered again. "Making me change your cover up name is your godfather duty?"
Sirius groaned, then turned into a dog and gave him the puppy eyes.
Harry laughed and scratched Sirius behind the ears. "Ok, whatever, I'll change it. What about . . . Kudo?"
Sirius turned back and wrinkled his nose. "Kubo? Where'd that come from?"
He turned around and shrugged as he walked towards his room. "Well, I studied a tiny bit of foreign languages. For one, there's Hei in Chinese, and Kuro in Japanese. But I don't like both of them, since Hei is really strange, and Kuro . . . It just doesn't sound right. So I took Kuro, erased the r and replaced it with Black's b and wa la! There you go, Kubo!"
Sirius grinned. "You have the weirdest mind, old Harry. Well, fine. At least it's better the Spinelli."
"Well, come along, old buddy, let's get you in the room and sort out what's happened."
As they walked back to Harry's room, a shadow disappeared along with them.
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"My lord, I have some news for you that may be very valuable information."
Voldemort snarled, "Hurry up, I haven't all day. And it better be good."
He wasn't in a very good mood after he'd heard of the many Deatheaters that had been caught.
"I was able to escape from their clutches, and I followed the man who defeated us. It seems like his name is Harry Granger, but I doubt that that is his real name, for he met another man and was talking about a cover up name for him. The other man seems to be going by Simon Spinelli or Kubo, but Granger has been calling him Sirius."
Voldemort stroked his chin. Granger. And Sirius. He was sure he had heard of that name before.
"Is that all?" He asked harshly.
"Master, it seems like Granger is very powerful, and he shouldn't be taken lightly. He defeated the whole army with a single wave! He is nearly as powerful as you, my lord."
Voldemort stopped. So he was powerful. "Very well, Avery. Your information will come in use."
Avery knelt down and kissed Voldemort's hem of his robes. "Thank you, master . . ."
As Avery began to leave, Voldemort said coldly, "Oh, and next time, remember that there is no one as powerful as Lord Voldemort . . . Crucio."
Screams and shrieks filled the chamber as Voldemort laughed.
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They were having dinner in the Great Hall as usual.
However, what was on the minds of the Marauders were not very usual. Usual for them meant thinking up of pranks, insulting Sevvie-poo, or thinking about how to worm out of detention.
"Look, there's that stranger we met." Sirius said in a low voice, pointing to the staff table.
Remus cocked his head. "Funny, he reminds me of you."
James glared. "Don't you get it? He might be a Dark Wizard! See, he's friendly with Granger! That has to mean that the strangers a Dark Wizard too!"
"Well, Prongsie, hate to break it to you, but, look, all the other teachers are being friendly to him; including that old grouch Professor Kim!" Peter pointed out.
(A/n: Professor Kim is the Potions professor, absolutely detests Gryffindors and especially the Marauders.)
James face fell. "But- but-"
Sirius patted James on the shoulders. "See, Professor Granger has got to be the bestest professor we've ever had! Remember the last lesson? Wasn't it so cool?"
"Sirius, there is no such word as 'bestest'. You say, 'Professor Granger has got be the best professor.' Not 'the bestest'. Ok?" Remus said in his teacher voice.
Sirius snickered. "Old Professor Lupin, eh? You'll get the Defense spot when you're older, no doubt."
Remus blushed.
"Ahem. I have an announcement to make. Will everyone all turn this way." Professor McGonagall's voice rang through the hall.
The hall immediately silenced as they looked at Professor McGonagall with curiosity.
"As you know, we got a new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher lately. But, Professor Granger requested for an assistant. Here is our assistant, Professor Simon Kubo. Please welcome him to our school."
There was a polite scatter of applauds as Sirius- Simon- stood up and bowed.
"Thank you, thank you, ladies. And gentlemen." Sirius added as an afterthought.
"I look forward to assisting our dear Harry here," Sirius slapped Harry on the back as Harry winced. "Teaching you all Defense Against Dark Arts! Let me tell you, although Harry might not like me very much for an assistant because I live for pranks, I will try my best to entertain you all! Thank you!" Sirius finished as he winked and sat down.
Most of the girls clapped and sighed. The prank loving boys clapped quite hard.
Sirius nudged Harry. "See how fast the Sirius charm works?"
Harry rolled his eyes. "Whatever. You have an ego the size of Europe, Spaghetti." He teased.
"Well, Simon, we've got lessons tomorrow, you know, seventh year Gryffindors and Slytherins -again-. They seem to be the first to meet new teachers, eh?" Harry said amusedly.
"You mean I get to teach me? And dear Sevvie-poo? This has got to be the best!"
"You will not disrupt my class, Si- Simon! And don't pick on Snape too much, even though we all loathe him." Harry warned.
Sirius grinned sheepishly. "Hehe. You know everything, Harry. I'll try my best to behave, ok?"
"You -will- behave, Sirius, take my word!"
"Whatever! And it's Simon, remember?"
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Wasn't it a rather quick update? Wonderful. *hops up and dances* well, don't forget to review! Love u all!
Ok. So Sirius dies. Well, for those of you who read the whole 'Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix'. BUT, this story has been started before it was out; so don't complain to me yelling, "SIRIUS IS DEAD, YOU DENSE GIRL! HAVEN'T YOU READ THE NEWEST HARRY POTTER?" I have, thank you very much. Well, DON'T COMPLAIN! Enjoy!
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"Stupefy!" One Deatheater fell to the ground; but there were hundreds of others!
"Where are the professors?" Remus yelled.
Peter looked around and pointed towards the staff table. "Over there!"
There they were, all tied up and gagged. "PROFESSOR!"
Suddenly, there was a loud BANG. The whole hall went quiet to see who it was.
"P-Professor Granger?"
Harry stood there, wands poised and an amused expression on his face.
"Well, guys, the fun ends here."
The Deatheaters were roaring and throwing spells at Harry. He deflected them with ease.
"Nightie night, boys, Barney says go to sleep."
The moment Harry said that, all the Deatheaters dropped to the ground and began snoring. The rest of the people at the Hall were now silent, their eyes bulging.
Sirius' jaw dropped. "-Barney- says go to sleep? Where'd he get that corny spell?"
James nudged him. "Sirius, we should go help tie up the Deatheaters and release the professors . . . Oh, they already are freed."
Harry had tied all the Deatheaters up with a single careless flick and untied all the professors.
Professor McGonagall looked shocked, and the rest looked shocked as well.
The Slytherins nearly fainted with shock at this short attack.
"Up you go, Professor. We need to take them to the cells. Go call the Aurors."
CRACK
After more cracks, Aurors filled the great hall.
"Too late, boys. You know that you have to get to the crime scene immediately!" As Harry continued scolding the confused Aurors, the Marauders crept out.
"I mean, James, he just said -Barney- says go to sleep! How could that be a supposedly -dark- wizard says?" Sirius accused.
James grumbled. "I still say he's a dark wizard."
Sirius slapped him on the back. "Aw, it's just your imagination, James, he's not a -"
THUMP
"OW!"
The four stopped.
The stranger who had somehow managed to land there said, ""Excuse me, kids. But will you tell me where in the world I am?"
James stared at him in horror, sensing a déjà vu.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! NOT AGAIN!"
They all ran out, the Marauders following James, leaving the stranger quite clueless.
**********What had really happened***************
DING DONG
Sirius opened his front door to find a package on the doorway.
"A package? From who?" It didn't have a return address.
Sirius just shrugged and carried it in.
After settling down in his room with a mug of coffee, he opened the box, the whole room began to spin as his feet left the ground.
THUMP
"OW!"
Sirius rubbed his head, wondering what in the world that damn box was.
He recognized the place; it was Hogwarts. Four kids were looking at his wide-eyed. He couldn't shake off the feeling that he knew them.
"Excuse me, kids. But will you tell me where in the world I am?" he asked.
The kids looked at each other before they ran our screaming, "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! NOT AGAIN!"
Sirius watched after them confused. What? Not again? Huh?
Picking himself up from the ground, Sirius muttered things about 'kids these days'. But he just couldn't shake off the feeling that he'd seen them before.
As he entered the Great Hall, the most peculiar sight met him.
Harry was yelling at some Aurors, pointing and waving at the Deatheaters. 'Poor Aurors, having to listen to dear Harry's lectures. I wonder what they did wrong?'
"Who are you, to lecture about these stuff?" An Auror yelled.
Harry froze. He'd forgotten where he was . . .
"HARRY! Yo, Harry! Can you tell me what's going on?" Sirius yelled towards him.
Harry froze and slowly turned around. Sirius was puzzled. Why was Harry so. pale?
"Harry?"
Before he knew what was happening, Harry walked towards him, grabbed his arm roughly and hissed to him, "How in the world did you get here?"
Sirius shrugged. "I opened this weird box and-"
"Professor Granger! Who is this stranger?" A younger version of Professor McGonagall demanded.
Wait . . . younger? And Professor Granger? Huh?
"Minnie, you surely remember Si-"
Harry cut him off. "This is my friend, er, Si- Si- Simon! Yeah! Simon Spinelli! I, er, called him to, um, help me teach Defense Against Dark Arts!"
Sirius looked at Harry as if he was insane. "WHAT? What kind of joke-"
Harry kicked him in his shins as he winced. "He, er, likes to, um, well, he just likes to act stupid, you know? Liked pranks and stuff too, but don't mind him! I'll, er, personally see to it that, er, Si- Si- Simon behaves! Now, get back to work! Go get those Deatheaters!" Harry laughed nervously and roughly pulled Sirius out.
"WHAT. ARE. YOU. DOING. HERE!" Harry screamed at him.
Sirius backed away. "Whoa, take it easy, dude. And what's with the entire Simon Spinelli think? And Spinelli is a very dumb name. So is Simon."
Harry groaned. "Stop complaining, SiMON, it's your name from now on and you will cope with it! GOT ME?"
Sirius nodded, looking rather scared. "Fine, fine, but why couldn't it be David Beckham?"
Harry raised an eyebrow. "David Beckham?"
"Yeah, its some famous muggle dude who plays- what do you call it? Was it Biscuit Ball? Or- wait! I think I got it! Rocker!"
Harry sniggered. "It's soccer, Sirius, and you've already said 'Si' so I had to make up a name with 'Si' with it. So Simon."
"Aw, Harry, Simon is for losers. It could have been- been- Si- Si- Si- Aw, Harry, why did I have to say Si?" Sirius whined.
"Because of your stupid brain. And I can't believe what oafs they've got for Aurors. Seventh years could do much more better." Harry murmured.
"Well, from now on your Professor Spinelli, and don't make up any trouble, because I already have another Sirius, and right now I can only handle 2 Sirius'." Harry continued.
"Spinelli? SPINELLI? You know what, Harry; everyone's going to start calling me Professor SPAGHETTI! And I don't want to be Professor Spaghetti! I don't even LIKE spaghetti that much! Can't we say that the Spinelli thing is all a joke and that my real name is Simon Beckham?" He pleaded.
"Whatever, Professor Spaghetti, shut up. I have to get my lesson plans ready."
Sirius glared. "Harry. As you godfather, I want you to change my name!"
Harry snickered again. "Making me change your cover up name is your godfather duty?"
Sirius groaned, then turned into a dog and gave him the puppy eyes.
Harry laughed and scratched Sirius behind the ears. "Ok, whatever, I'll change it. What about . . . Kudo?"
Sirius turned back and wrinkled his nose. "Kubo? Where'd that come from?"
He turned around and shrugged as he walked towards his room. "Well, I studied a tiny bit of foreign languages. For one, there's Hei in Chinese, and Kuro in Japanese. But I don't like both of them, since Hei is really strange, and Kuro . . . It just doesn't sound right. So I took Kuro, erased the r and replaced it with Black's b and wa la! There you go, Kubo!"
Sirius grinned. "You have the weirdest mind, old Harry. Well, fine. At least it's better the Spinelli."
"Well, come along, old buddy, let's get you in the room and sort out what's happened."
As they walked back to Harry's room, a shadow disappeared along with them.
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"My lord, I have some news for you that may be very valuable information."
Voldemort snarled, "Hurry up, I haven't all day. And it better be good."
He wasn't in a very good mood after he'd heard of the many Deatheaters that had been caught.
"I was able to escape from their clutches, and I followed the man who defeated us. It seems like his name is Harry Granger, but I doubt that that is his real name, for he met another man and was talking about a cover up name for him. The other man seems to be going by Simon Spinelli or Kubo, but Granger has been calling him Sirius."
Voldemort stroked his chin. Granger. And Sirius. He was sure he had heard of that name before.
"Is that all?" He asked harshly.
"Master, it seems like Granger is very powerful, and he shouldn't be taken lightly. He defeated the whole army with a single wave! He is nearly as powerful as you, my lord."
Voldemort stopped. So he was powerful. "Very well, Avery. Your information will come in use."
Avery knelt down and kissed Voldemort's hem of his robes. "Thank you, master . . ."
As Avery began to leave, Voldemort said coldly, "Oh, and next time, remember that there is no one as powerful as Lord Voldemort . . . Crucio."
Screams and shrieks filled the chamber as Voldemort laughed.
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They were having dinner in the Great Hall as usual.
However, what was on the minds of the Marauders were not very usual. Usual for them meant thinking up of pranks, insulting Sevvie-poo, or thinking about how to worm out of detention.
"Look, there's that stranger we met." Sirius said in a low voice, pointing to the staff table.
Remus cocked his head. "Funny, he reminds me of you."
James glared. "Don't you get it? He might be a Dark Wizard! See, he's friendly with Granger! That has to mean that the strangers a Dark Wizard too!"
"Well, Prongsie, hate to break it to you, but, look, all the other teachers are being friendly to him; including that old grouch Professor Kim!" Peter pointed out.
(A/n: Professor Kim is the Potions professor, absolutely detests Gryffindors and especially the Marauders.)
James face fell. "But- but-"
Sirius patted James on the shoulders. "See, Professor Granger has got to be the bestest professor we've ever had! Remember the last lesson? Wasn't it so cool?"
"Sirius, there is no such word as 'bestest'. You say, 'Professor Granger has got be the best professor.' Not 'the bestest'. Ok?" Remus said in his teacher voice.
Sirius snickered. "Old Professor Lupin, eh? You'll get the Defense spot when you're older, no doubt."
Remus blushed.
"Ahem. I have an announcement to make. Will everyone all turn this way." Professor McGonagall's voice rang through the hall.
The hall immediately silenced as they looked at Professor McGonagall with curiosity.
"As you know, we got a new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher lately. But, Professor Granger requested for an assistant. Here is our assistant, Professor Simon Kubo. Please welcome him to our school."
There was a polite scatter of applauds as Sirius- Simon- stood up and bowed.
"Thank you, thank you, ladies. And gentlemen." Sirius added as an afterthought.
"I look forward to assisting our dear Harry here," Sirius slapped Harry on the back as Harry winced. "Teaching you all Defense Against Dark Arts! Let me tell you, although Harry might not like me very much for an assistant because I live for pranks, I will try my best to entertain you all! Thank you!" Sirius finished as he winked and sat down.
Most of the girls clapped and sighed. The prank loving boys clapped quite hard.
Sirius nudged Harry. "See how fast the Sirius charm works?"
Harry rolled his eyes. "Whatever. You have an ego the size of Europe, Spaghetti." He teased.
"Well, Simon, we've got lessons tomorrow, you know, seventh year Gryffindors and Slytherins -again-. They seem to be the first to meet new teachers, eh?" Harry said amusedly.
"You mean I get to teach me? And dear Sevvie-poo? This has got to be the best!"
"You will not disrupt my class, Si- Simon! And don't pick on Snape too much, even though we all loathe him." Harry warned.
Sirius grinned sheepishly. "Hehe. You know everything, Harry. I'll try my best to behave, ok?"
"You -will- behave, Sirius, take my word!"
"Whatever! And it's Simon, remember?"
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Wasn't it a rather quick update? Wonderful. *hops up and dances* well, don't forget to review! Love u all!