"Professor Snape!? What are you doing here?" Harry exclaimed. Snape
scowled at him. It was then that the boys noticed the bags he was holding.
"Food!" they exclaimed together, completing ignoring the fact that the kitchen was in flames and their guardian was currently struggling to breathe.
"The werewolf came and told me you three didn't have any food, and as neither of you can go get it, I had to." He looked like he would rather be anywhere but in the presence of two adolescent boys.
It was then that Snape saw the fire, and smelt the smoke.
"What the-?" he said staring at the flames.
The three guys stood there, rather dazed, entranced by the pretty glowing flames.
Sirius' coughing brought them out of their phase.
The three of them stood pondering different things.
Draco was wondering what on earth he should do.
Harry was wondering just how long his godfather had to live, because he was sure he was going to die.
Snape was mentally calculating how he could make his not helping Sirius look like an accident.
Then, as one they ran to get Sirius upstairs. Draco and harry grabbed him and pulled him up to his room, while Snape got rid of the fire.
Sirius could see a blurry figure hovering over him.
"Argh...my head."
"No kidding Black. You almost burnt the house down. You could have killed the boys."
Sirius went over a list in his head of who would talk to him in such a strict tone.
Mother, Father, Teachers, Remus, Lily, PossiblyHarry, Wait a minute...
"Snape, what are you doing in MY house?" "Oh, I don't know, bringing you food, and saving your godson from burning to death." Snape growled.
Glancing around, Sirius noticed he was in his room. On the bedside table sat a few empty goblets letting off steam and an awful smell.
Then everything came back, and for some strange reason, he started grinning like a maniac. "That was sooooooooo cool!" he exclaimed suddenly, and loudly.
Harry and Draco burst into the room and saw Sirius grinning.
Harry thought his heart would pound out of his chest.
Sirius had gone insane from all that smoke.
"Oh, god! Sirius, why you?" Harry cried and flung himself at his godfather.
Draco thought his heart was going to pound out of his chest.
Harry had gone insane while thinking his parents might have actually been drunks.
Then he began to wonder where that came from.
"You know professor, I think we can safely blame are weird behavior on the smoke." Professor Snape nodded, then left, no longer wishing to be in their company.
Of course Snape had told Remus, who had come home almost immediately.
"Sirius Orion Black! Just what were you thinking?!" was what Harry and Draco woke up to Saturday morning.
They looked at each other, slightly amused, slightly worried. Remus sounded quite mad, and they were torn between watching him yell at Sirius, or staying in the safety of their room.
It was then that they heard whimpering. They looked down and saw snuffles head peaking out from under Draco's bed.
"Sirius! What are you doing in here?" Harry scolded quietly. The dog in question sniffed loudly at him. "Wouldn't you rather face Remus sooner rather than later? Either way you're going to get in trouble, and I would prefer not be to be in trouble, too, for hiding you."
"Wise decision, Harry." Remus growled from the doorway. Harry and Draco nearly jumped a foot in the air. Sirius ducked farther under the bed, while whimpering.
"You two," Remus said as he pointed at the boys. "Go down and eat your breakfast."
"You know Remus, I think I'll stay here, to protec-, I mean, sleep." "Now Harry." "Okay!" Harry said cheerfully, while sending his godfather a sad look and leaving with Draco.
"Sirius is in big trouble, isn't he." Harry nodded his head while cracking eggs open.
It seemed that Snape, or Remus, had fixed the kitchen so it looked as good as new.
Harry was about to turn the stove on to cook the eggs, when he felt someone grip his arm.
"What do you think you're doing?" Remus snapped while looking down at Harry in a way that scared him.
"Ah, I was just going to-." Harry stuttered before Remus interrupted. "You were just going to what? See if you can burn the kitchen down faster than your idiot of a godfather?" he growled. Harry's eyes widened. "No, you said to come down here and cook breakfast..." harry trailed off uncertainly.
Remus' stare softened. "I did, didn't I? Sorry Harry, your godfather over there, just never mind. "Remus finished while sending a death glare at Sirius who was sitting quietly at the table.
Remus pushed Harry toward the table while he started to cook the eggs.
Sirius, Harry noted, looked extremely guilty.
"Remus I said I was sorry..." he said in a pleadingly tone of voice. Remus ignored him.
"Please Remus...?"
"..."
"Moony?"
Remus slammed the frying pan down quite suddenly causing both teens to jump.
"Harry, Draco, go to your room now."
"Remus..." "Now, Harry!"
"But Remus..."
"Harry James Potter, get to your room NOW!" Remus yelled.
"Now Remus, Harry isn't the one you're mad..." Sirius began, defending his godson.
"No, you're right Sirius. I'm mad at you for almost killing yourself and two other teenage boys!"
Draco started tugging on Harry's robe.
"Come on..." he said pushing Harry in front of him.
"But...Remus is mad and..." harry muttered back.
But Draco didn't get to answer.
Remus had grabbed the back collar of both Harry's and his robes and pushed them through the door, before placing a silencing charm around the kitchen.
As Harry and Draco were climbing up the stairs, Harry heard Draco mutter, " And I thought my family was screwed up."
A/N: this chapter sucked. It is my worst chapter ever written. Please, take pity on me. I've been writing other stories. I've got three one-shots...I had writer's block as well. I'm desperately sorry...
"Food!" they exclaimed together, completing ignoring the fact that the kitchen was in flames and their guardian was currently struggling to breathe.
"The werewolf came and told me you three didn't have any food, and as neither of you can go get it, I had to." He looked like he would rather be anywhere but in the presence of two adolescent boys.
It was then that Snape saw the fire, and smelt the smoke.
"What the-?" he said staring at the flames.
The three guys stood there, rather dazed, entranced by the pretty glowing flames.
Sirius' coughing brought them out of their phase.
The three of them stood pondering different things.
Draco was wondering what on earth he should do.
Harry was wondering just how long his godfather had to live, because he was sure he was going to die.
Snape was mentally calculating how he could make his not helping Sirius look like an accident.
Then, as one they ran to get Sirius upstairs. Draco and harry grabbed him and pulled him up to his room, while Snape got rid of the fire.
Sirius could see a blurry figure hovering over him.
"Argh...my head."
"No kidding Black. You almost burnt the house down. You could have killed the boys."
Sirius went over a list in his head of who would talk to him in such a strict tone.
Mother, Father, Teachers, Remus, Lily, PossiblyHarry, Wait a minute...
"Snape, what are you doing in MY house?" "Oh, I don't know, bringing you food, and saving your godson from burning to death." Snape growled.
Glancing around, Sirius noticed he was in his room. On the bedside table sat a few empty goblets letting off steam and an awful smell.
Then everything came back, and for some strange reason, he started grinning like a maniac. "That was sooooooooo cool!" he exclaimed suddenly, and loudly.
Harry and Draco burst into the room and saw Sirius grinning.
Harry thought his heart would pound out of his chest.
Sirius had gone insane from all that smoke.
"Oh, god! Sirius, why you?" Harry cried and flung himself at his godfather.
Draco thought his heart was going to pound out of his chest.
Harry had gone insane while thinking his parents might have actually been drunks.
Then he began to wonder where that came from.
"You know professor, I think we can safely blame are weird behavior on the smoke." Professor Snape nodded, then left, no longer wishing to be in their company.
Of course Snape had told Remus, who had come home almost immediately.
"Sirius Orion Black! Just what were you thinking?!" was what Harry and Draco woke up to Saturday morning.
They looked at each other, slightly amused, slightly worried. Remus sounded quite mad, and they were torn between watching him yell at Sirius, or staying in the safety of their room.
It was then that they heard whimpering. They looked down and saw snuffles head peaking out from under Draco's bed.
"Sirius! What are you doing in here?" Harry scolded quietly. The dog in question sniffed loudly at him. "Wouldn't you rather face Remus sooner rather than later? Either way you're going to get in trouble, and I would prefer not be to be in trouble, too, for hiding you."
"Wise decision, Harry." Remus growled from the doorway. Harry and Draco nearly jumped a foot in the air. Sirius ducked farther under the bed, while whimpering.
"You two," Remus said as he pointed at the boys. "Go down and eat your breakfast."
"You know Remus, I think I'll stay here, to protec-, I mean, sleep." "Now Harry." "Okay!" Harry said cheerfully, while sending his godfather a sad look and leaving with Draco.
"Sirius is in big trouble, isn't he." Harry nodded his head while cracking eggs open.
It seemed that Snape, or Remus, had fixed the kitchen so it looked as good as new.
Harry was about to turn the stove on to cook the eggs, when he felt someone grip his arm.
"What do you think you're doing?" Remus snapped while looking down at Harry in a way that scared him.
"Ah, I was just going to-." Harry stuttered before Remus interrupted. "You were just going to what? See if you can burn the kitchen down faster than your idiot of a godfather?" he growled. Harry's eyes widened. "No, you said to come down here and cook breakfast..." harry trailed off uncertainly.
Remus' stare softened. "I did, didn't I? Sorry Harry, your godfather over there, just never mind. "Remus finished while sending a death glare at Sirius who was sitting quietly at the table.
Remus pushed Harry toward the table while he started to cook the eggs.
Sirius, Harry noted, looked extremely guilty.
"Remus I said I was sorry..." he said in a pleadingly tone of voice. Remus ignored him.
"Please Remus...?"
"..."
"Moony?"
Remus slammed the frying pan down quite suddenly causing both teens to jump.
"Harry, Draco, go to your room now."
"Remus..." "Now, Harry!"
"But Remus..."
"Harry James Potter, get to your room NOW!" Remus yelled.
"Now Remus, Harry isn't the one you're mad..." Sirius began, defending his godson.
"No, you're right Sirius. I'm mad at you for almost killing yourself and two other teenage boys!"
Draco started tugging on Harry's robe.
"Come on..." he said pushing Harry in front of him.
"But...Remus is mad and..." harry muttered back.
But Draco didn't get to answer.
Remus had grabbed the back collar of both Harry's and his robes and pushed them through the door, before placing a silencing charm around the kitchen.
As Harry and Draco were climbing up the stairs, Harry heard Draco mutter, " And I thought my family was screwed up."
A/N: this chapter sucked. It is my worst chapter ever written. Please, take pity on me. I've been writing other stories. I've got three one-shots...I had writer's block as well. I'm desperately sorry...