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world with the help of my trusty I will.
A/n: hello out there...so you like my story do you? I won't bother you with an author's note. Just a thank you to all my reviewers because you care so much.
Chapter 5: trouble in the kitchen
Harry was having a peaceful dream involving him playing quidditch. It quickly turned bad when a bludger started to continuously hit him in the face. Surprisingly this bludger grew a face that looked suspiciously like Draco malfoy. Harry was shocked when the bludger started talking. "Wake up ... wake up potter."
Harry woke with a start to see Draco hitting him with a pillow. "Oh, finally. You're awake. I've been waiting for you to get up for over an hour." Harry looked at Draco, slightly amused. "You've never waited for me to wake up before." Draco narrowed his eyes at harry. "Yeah, well, before it wasn't just Sirius watching us." He hissed. Harry's head fell back against the pillow as he realized that Remus would have already gone.
Harry groaned and Draco frowned. "If you're scared, and Sirius is your godfather, then perhaps I should be terrified?" Draco smirked at harry who had started to get dressed. "I don't really know what Sirius will be like on his own."
The boys quietly walked down stairs and entered the kitchen only to see that Sirius was staring at the oven, an odd expression gracing his features.
"Sirius..." harry said slowly. Sirius waved his hand absently at harry. " Just a sec. I'm sure this thing is going to start up any moment now." Draco raised his eyebrows at harry who walked over to the oven and turned the knob. Sirius was staring at him in anger. "Harry! Why would you do that? Hum? Were you trying to be brave, is that it? You could have blown the whole house up!" Sirius practically yelled. Draco was giving Sirius an amused smile.
"Sirius, that's how you turn on an oven. Even I know that and I grew up in malfoy manor." Sirius looked rather embarrassed and mumbled an apology to harry who had decided to take up the task of cooking.
Sirius was watching harry cautiously. Draco noticed this and asked, "Sirius? Why are you staring at harry like that?" Sirius looked startled. He had apparently thought that no one had noticed his watchful eye.
"Well, part of it is because this way I can actually say to Remus I watched you to properly. Secondly, I just can't understand why a 14 year can cook so well." Sirius said the last part while looking pointedly at his godson, who shifted uneasily under his godfather's stare.
"Well, harry, care to answer that?" Sirius said in a stern voice. Deep down Sirius knew, it was probably those blasted muggles that dumbledore had left harry with.
"Um...well." Harry stammered and then mumbled something that Sirius couldn't make out. "What was that harry?" he asked in a gentle tone. Harry sighed, "I said my aunt and uncle made me cook for them." He was looking at the ground and Sirius could see something was bothering him.
Draco was looking back and forth between the two of them wishing someone would care for him, the way Sirius cared for harry.
Sirius got up and stood in front of harry while lifting his head up so they were eye to eye. "When did they start making you do this?" Sirius asked softly. "When I was 5. It doesn't matter Sirius." "Why? Why would they make you cook at such a young age?" Draco looked at harry outraged. Did those muggles not know who he was? Did they not realize that this was the boy who lived? The boy who saved both the muggle and wizarding world?
"They said I was useless and had to make up for the fact that my parents were drunks." Harry said bitterly. Draco felt the rage bubbling inside him. He liked harry and he knew his parents were certainly not drunks. Harry had told him that his aunt and uncle said they died in a car crash because they had been drinking. Draco stood up anger flashing in his eyes. Lily and James potter had sacrificed themselves for their son and the wizarding world and these muggles had no right to say otherwise.
Harry noticed Draco sudden movement. "Just leave it Draco. I know it's not true." He said barely above a whisper.
Sirius looked down at his godson. "Harry...they had no idea what they were talking about, okay? They shouldn't have said that. It, your parents hardly ever drank...and." Harry smiled at his godfather.
"Sirius...please stop. All you're doing is rambling." Draco snickered in the corner. Before Sirius turned on him in mock anger. "How dare you?!" he cried. " How dare you mock me!" harry and Draco were laughing at Sirius shrieks, and Sirius just smirked at them.
"So, what's for breakfast kiddo?" Sirius asked as he scanned the daily prophet. "Eggs. That's all we have." Harry said as Sirius' head jerked upwards. "What do you mean that's all we have?" he asked horrified. "I mean, that's all we have." Harry replied talking as if it were to a five-year-old. "No, no, no. This is not happening."
Draco was looking at Sirius in mild concern. It looked as if the older man was about to have a panic attack. "Sirius, it's not that bad. We just have to go grocery shopping." Draco said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
"You know, we've only been without Remus for like, 2 hours, and we're already panicking." Draco said. "We're not panicking, it's him." Harry replied while looking at his godfather who was now muttering under his breath about the end of the world.
"Hey! Black! didn't you cook before you went to, you know..." Draco trailed off. Sirius' head snapped up. "no. why would I cook?" he asked while pondering whether he should send Draco to saint mungo's or not.
"didn't you eat?" harry asked taken aback. Sirius grinned. "yes, I ate, at Remus', or lily and James' house. Ah, those were the day's. I can still remember lily's shrieks every time I apperated onto her nicely cleaned kitchen floor." Sirius sighed, obviously remembering old times.
Draco and harry just shrugged and eat their breakfast.
When Draco and harry went to go wash up, Sirius decided to play around with the oven and discover what it could do.
"let's see, harry turned this button, or maybe this one? Aww, whatever, I'll just turn them all." And that's exactly what he did, while experimenting with different items. Sirius then noticed a button he hadn't pressed. When he turned it a blue flame sparked on the stove.
Sirius jumped back with his wand in hand, and wide eyed, staring in surprise at the blue Ring of Fire. "Wow" he breathed, before grabbing some parchment and setting them alight, not realizing the blue flames were in fact fire.
Upstairs
The boys were just finishing off their showers when Draco started sniffing the air. "can you smell that?" he asked harry who also started to sniff the air. "yeah. It smells like something's burning." The boys looked at each other then groaned. "Sirius." They said in unison.
The boys ran down the stairs and burst into the kitchen, or what would have been the kitchen at one point if it weren't for the fact that it was now filled with smoke.
Draco and harry immediately started coughing as the searched the room for Sirius. they found him near the fire and quickly dragged him out of the room.
They managed to get him to the living room when there was a knock on the door.
The boys left Sirius in the living and went to answer the door, believing someone had noticed the fire and had come to help.
But when they reached the door, what was there made them gasp in shock. There standing in the door was something so cruel, so hideous, so ugly, so slimy it was...
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there. It wasn't my best, in fact, I don't really like this story, but oh, well. Alright please review.
Oh, yes, I have one thing to add our dearly loved Remus isn't going to find himself dead in my story. I couldn't do that, to him anyways..............
By the way, hermione-Nicole- granger is taking up my challenge from the last chapter. She says it will do her some good. I agree, I think it will help her get over her Draco/hermione syndrome. I am also writing a snape/harry story, friendship only. I'm not one for slash between them. The guy's old enough to be his father. Well I hope you liked my cliffy, I don't, but my opinion doesn't really count.
A/n: hello out there...so you like my story do you? I won't bother you with an author's note. Just a thank you to all my reviewers because you care so much.
Chapter 5: trouble in the kitchen
Harry was having a peaceful dream involving him playing quidditch. It quickly turned bad when a bludger started to continuously hit him in the face. Surprisingly this bludger grew a face that looked suspiciously like Draco malfoy. Harry was shocked when the bludger started talking. "Wake up ... wake up potter."
Harry woke with a start to see Draco hitting him with a pillow. "Oh, finally. You're awake. I've been waiting for you to get up for over an hour." Harry looked at Draco, slightly amused. "You've never waited for me to wake up before." Draco narrowed his eyes at harry. "Yeah, well, before it wasn't just Sirius watching us." He hissed. Harry's head fell back against the pillow as he realized that Remus would have already gone.
Harry groaned and Draco frowned. "If you're scared, and Sirius is your godfather, then perhaps I should be terrified?" Draco smirked at harry who had started to get dressed. "I don't really know what Sirius will be like on his own."
The boys quietly walked down stairs and entered the kitchen only to see that Sirius was staring at the oven, an odd expression gracing his features.
"Sirius..." harry said slowly. Sirius waved his hand absently at harry. " Just a sec. I'm sure this thing is going to start up any moment now." Draco raised his eyebrows at harry who walked over to the oven and turned the knob. Sirius was staring at him in anger. "Harry! Why would you do that? Hum? Were you trying to be brave, is that it? You could have blown the whole house up!" Sirius practically yelled. Draco was giving Sirius an amused smile.
"Sirius, that's how you turn on an oven. Even I know that and I grew up in malfoy manor." Sirius looked rather embarrassed and mumbled an apology to harry who had decided to take up the task of cooking.
Sirius was watching harry cautiously. Draco noticed this and asked, "Sirius? Why are you staring at harry like that?" Sirius looked startled. He had apparently thought that no one had noticed his watchful eye.
"Well, part of it is because this way I can actually say to Remus I watched you to properly. Secondly, I just can't understand why a 14 year can cook so well." Sirius said the last part while looking pointedly at his godson, who shifted uneasily under his godfather's stare.
"Well, harry, care to answer that?" Sirius said in a stern voice. Deep down Sirius knew, it was probably those blasted muggles that dumbledore had left harry with.
"Um...well." Harry stammered and then mumbled something that Sirius couldn't make out. "What was that harry?" he asked in a gentle tone. Harry sighed, "I said my aunt and uncle made me cook for them." He was looking at the ground and Sirius could see something was bothering him.
Draco was looking back and forth between the two of them wishing someone would care for him, the way Sirius cared for harry.
Sirius got up and stood in front of harry while lifting his head up so they were eye to eye. "When did they start making you do this?" Sirius asked softly. "When I was 5. It doesn't matter Sirius." "Why? Why would they make you cook at such a young age?" Draco looked at harry outraged. Did those muggles not know who he was? Did they not realize that this was the boy who lived? The boy who saved both the muggle and wizarding world?
"They said I was useless and had to make up for the fact that my parents were drunks." Harry said bitterly. Draco felt the rage bubbling inside him. He liked harry and he knew his parents were certainly not drunks. Harry had told him that his aunt and uncle said they died in a car crash because they had been drinking. Draco stood up anger flashing in his eyes. Lily and James potter had sacrificed themselves for their son and the wizarding world and these muggles had no right to say otherwise.
Harry noticed Draco sudden movement. "Just leave it Draco. I know it's not true." He said barely above a whisper.
Sirius looked down at his godson. "Harry...they had no idea what they were talking about, okay? They shouldn't have said that. It, your parents hardly ever drank...and." Harry smiled at his godfather.
"Sirius...please stop. All you're doing is rambling." Draco snickered in the corner. Before Sirius turned on him in mock anger. "How dare you?!" he cried. " How dare you mock me!" harry and Draco were laughing at Sirius shrieks, and Sirius just smirked at them.
"So, what's for breakfast kiddo?" Sirius asked as he scanned the daily prophet. "Eggs. That's all we have." Harry said as Sirius' head jerked upwards. "What do you mean that's all we have?" he asked horrified. "I mean, that's all we have." Harry replied talking as if it were to a five-year-old. "No, no, no. This is not happening."
Draco was looking at Sirius in mild concern. It looked as if the older man was about to have a panic attack. "Sirius, it's not that bad. We just have to go grocery shopping." Draco said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
"You know, we've only been without Remus for like, 2 hours, and we're already panicking." Draco said. "We're not panicking, it's him." Harry replied while looking at his godfather who was now muttering under his breath about the end of the world.
"Hey! Black! didn't you cook before you went to, you know..." Draco trailed off. Sirius' head snapped up. "no. why would I cook?" he asked while pondering whether he should send Draco to saint mungo's or not.
"didn't you eat?" harry asked taken aback. Sirius grinned. "yes, I ate, at Remus', or lily and James' house. Ah, those were the day's. I can still remember lily's shrieks every time I apperated onto her nicely cleaned kitchen floor." Sirius sighed, obviously remembering old times.
Draco and harry just shrugged and eat their breakfast.
When Draco and harry went to go wash up, Sirius decided to play around with the oven and discover what it could do.
"let's see, harry turned this button, or maybe this one? Aww, whatever, I'll just turn them all." And that's exactly what he did, while experimenting with different items. Sirius then noticed a button he hadn't pressed. When he turned it a blue flame sparked on the stove.
Sirius jumped back with his wand in hand, and wide eyed, staring in surprise at the blue Ring of Fire. "Wow" he breathed, before grabbing some parchment and setting them alight, not realizing the blue flames were in fact fire.
Upstairs
The boys were just finishing off their showers when Draco started sniffing the air. "can you smell that?" he asked harry who also started to sniff the air. "yeah. It smells like something's burning." The boys looked at each other then groaned. "Sirius." They said in unison.
The boys ran down the stairs and burst into the kitchen, or what would have been the kitchen at one point if it weren't for the fact that it was now filled with smoke.
Draco and harry immediately started coughing as the searched the room for Sirius. they found him near the fire and quickly dragged him out of the room.
They managed to get him to the living room when there was a knock on the door.
The boys left Sirius in the living and went to answer the door, believing someone had noticed the fire and had come to help.
But when they reached the door, what was there made them gasp in shock. There standing in the door was something so cruel, so hideous, so ugly, so slimy it was...
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there. It wasn't my best, in fact, I don't really like this story, but oh, well. Alright please review.
Oh, yes, I have one thing to add our dearly loved Remus isn't going to find himself dead in my story. I couldn't do that, to him anyways..............
By the way, hermione-Nicole- granger is taking up my challenge from the last chapter. She says it will do her some good. I agree, I think it will help her get over her Draco/hermione syndrome. I am also writing a snape/harry story, friendship only. I'm not one for slash between them. The guy's old enough to be his father. Well I hope you liked my cliffy, I don't, but my opinion doesn't really count.