Tonight' s For Fighting

By: Inxanity

Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by the lovely JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Couldn't have said it better myself, props go to for coming up with that lovely disclaimer, so I didn't have to... I'm only going to add that the plot belongs to me.

Summaries:
Story: Everyone breaks in the end... how long it takes depends only on how strong you are.
Chapter: We finally find out what happened to Sirius, Dumbledore makes an appearance, and another trip to Diagon Alley.

Rating: R, originally PG-13 but I changed it because. . . I'm not too sure. I've got a pretty good idea of what I'm going to do with this story now, but I'm still up for ideas! That is why I need all you lovely reviewers to help me, and give me any advice you have! But keep in mind, flames will be used to burn my math teacher and give him the fiery death that he deserves.

Authors Notes: I'm sorry I take so long to update, but I've been feeling very lazy these last few weeks of summer, and coupled with major writers block that makes a extremely lazy xan. . Enormous thanks to my one and only reviewer Sailor J-chan/2xH 4ever/Psycho, you rock!

Chapter 4: Just Peachey

"LETMEINDAMMITINEEDTOSEESIRIUSHE'SMYFUCKINGGODFATHERWHOITHOUGHTWASDEADUNTIL5HOURSAGOLETMESEEHIMDAMMIT!" Harry was shouting in one breath when Hermione came downstairs the next morning.

"Impressive," she said indicating Harry and sitting down across from Ron.

"I know, he's been like that since he got back. Didn't get an inch of sleep last night, and who knew that someone normally so quiet could have that much lung capacity? Very limited vocabulary though, lets see, I've counted dammit 20 times, fucking 15, shit-head 2, fuckass 22, and my personal favourite: damnfuckassshithead, one time." Ron said smirking as Hermione gasped slightly and playfully hit him on the arm.

Meanwhile, Lupin was taking Harry's verbal abuse in very good stride. Mostly he had tuned him out after the first two hours, but every so often he broke into the younger boy's ranting and said "Harry, we've gone over this, it would be too dangerous for you to see him right now. At least wait until Dumbledore has gotten here. Even I haven't seen him since he's awoken." And Harry would start up again about how he didn't care and he needed to see Sirius.

"Did you ever think of just putting a silencing charm on him Lupin?" came an unmistakable drawl from the doorway. Snape walked over to where Lupin and Harry were standing and looked from one to the other. Harry was still unrelenting in his tirade and Lupin was massaging his temples, no doubt fighting off the headaches most were experiencing at the moment. "Merlin's beard, has the boy let up since Black got here?"

"NO" came the chorus of at least 5 voices in response to the professor's question.

"Well then, why has no one thought of putting a silencing charm on Potter?" Snape was met with silence from people obviously wondering why they hadn't thought of that themselves. Effectively making everyone in the room feel that much more foolish. He usually had that effect on people. Sneering at them he took out his wand and waved it in Harry's general direction. All of a sudden, the room was unnaturally quiet, Harry's mouth was still moving but no sound was coming out. He frowned and stopped 'shouting' when he stopped emitting noise against his own will. He opened his mouth again and tried to speak but again nothing came out of his mouth. Ron and Hermione burst out laughing at the comical expression of fury on their friend's face. Not wanting to be part of the merriment, Snape cast the room one final sneer and walked out, choosing to wait for Dumbledore in a less occupied area of the headquarters. Laughing and shaking his head, Lupin quickly ended the spell on Harry.

"That wasn't very funny." He muttered, the blush creeping up his neck.

"Are you kidding? It was bloody hilarious!" Ron said, almost choking on his muffin. "You should have seen your face!" He tried to mimic the other boy's expression but failed miserably and only succeeded in sending himself and Hermione into new waves of uncontrollable laughter.

"Shut up, I hate you all." Harry said, his face now completely red, as he sat down next to Hermione.

"Awww, Harry, you know we love you!" Hermione said, giving him a hug. "Now eat!" she said shoving moundfulls of food in his direction. POP! Fred and George appeared.

"We could hear you laughing all the way up in our room. Woke us up you lot did." George said, still rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

"Yeah. What's all the commotion?" Fred said, sitting down and reaching for the coffee pot. Ron looked at Hermione, and then they both looked at Harry and started laughing hysterically again.

A few hours later, when Harry had given up trying to get into Sirius' room and they had all retired to the library for lack of nothing else to do, Dumbledore finally arrived. Mrs. Weasley showed him into the library where Harry was loosing spectacularly to Ron at wizard's chess, as usual, and Hermione was helping Ginny with her Charms homework. Fred and George were sitting next to the fireplace, dangling extendable ears just out of Crookshanks' reach and laughing as he jumped and tried to eat them. Everyone looked up when the door opened and stood up when they saw the respected headmaster of their school enter the room.

"Ah, Harry, good I was hoping you would be here. I am afraid that I will have to ask you to leave the house while I am seeing to Sirius. I suggest that you all go to Diagon Alley, if I am not mistaken, your school letters have just arrived."

"But professor, I need to see him." Harry protested, not taking too kindly to the idea of being banished from his own house, well it wasn't really his house anymore, was it?

"All in good time my boy, all in good time. I promise that you will be able to speak with your godfather before you return to Hogwarts, but for now I really must insist that you take a well earned visit to Diagon Alley."

"Headmaster, are you sure it's that safe? I mean after what happened last time. . ." Hermione trailed off, looking expectantly at Dumbledore.

"Yes, I have asked Molly Weasley to accompany you on your trip. Now if you will excuse me." He said, and left the room, heading down to the kitchen.

"THIS IS BULLSHIT!" Harry said as soon as he was sure Dumbledore was out of hearing range.

"Oh no Harry you aren't starting that again." Ron said warningly, "Remember, Fred and George can do magic outside of school now." Harry looked warily over to the twins, and they waved back wearing perfectly innocent smiles.

"Fine, let's just go then." He mumbled.

"How about we meet back here in 30 minutes?" Hermione suggested, they all agreed and met back in the living room in 15 minutes.

"So much for 30 minutes," Ron said. "Oh well. Hey where's mum?" Ron looked at Ginny and she shrugged back at him. Ron opened the door and poked his head out, "MUM! WE'RE ALL READY TO GO! WHERE ARE YOU?!" There was a second's pause then Harry heard Mrs. Weasley yell back.

"YOU TOLD ME 30 MINUTES! GIVE ME 30 MINUTES!" Ron closed the door and sighed.

"She said-"

"We heard." Harry said.

"Oh. Ok then." Ron clapped his hands and rubbed them together while they all stood in uncomfortable silence. "Who's up for a game of. . . hmmm. Harry you don't have any good games here." Ron said after he had scanned the room and found nothing to his liking. Harry just glared back at him.

"What ever happened to Kreature?" Harry said, his eyes narrowing at the mention of the thing that had helped Sirius' 'death' along.

Hermione gasped. "Oh the poor thing. Once it had realized what it had done, it killed itself."

"Hermione," Harry said through gritted teeth, "how can you defend that, thing. HE KILLED SIRIUS!" Harry began to shout again.

"Harry calm down. He's dead now, and Sirius isn't." Hermione said, trying to cut him off before he started on a full out rampage again. She failed.

"That isn't Sirius out there!" Harry said, gesturing in the general direction of the downstairs room where he was being kept. "He may look like Sirius, but he's not. Do you think the real Sirius would try to kill me?! Do you really think that the real Sirius would ever in a million years ever join Voldemort?"

"I'm afraid, Harry, that he has." They all turned in shock to face Dumbledore.

"What do you mean," Harry said in a monotone voice, disbelief evident on every plane of his face.

Dumbledore sighed, "I think it's best if you all leave now. We still have to run many more tests on Sirius before we can know the entire truth, but it seems that when he fell through the veil, he lost all his memory. It is most probable that a Death Eater found him and brought him to Voldemort, thinking that they could torture him for information leading them to the Order." He explained. "That is all I can tell you for now, but I am promising you, Harry, that you will be the first to know when we find out the entire truth." And he left, leaving the rest of the room in a stunned silence.

"Come on Harry," Hermione said, pulling on his sleeve, "we need to get our school supplies." Harry had been wandering around for the past couple of hours, following the other six as they made their way through the crowded street of Diagon Alley, they had to keep track of him, for sometimes he would just stop and the shock of what had happened to Sirius would hit him again. They had already lost him twice.

"Ok." He said and they all walked over to Flourish and Blotts licking the ice creams that they had just purchased at Florian Fotescue's. Ron fell into step besides him, "Harry, listen to me. You have to stop moping about Sirius. Yeah we're all shocked about what happened, but you gotta realize that he may look like Sirius, and have his body and all, but its not his soul. Cause the real real Sirius would never want to harm you."

"Wow Ron, I never knew that you could be so emotionally supportive." Hermione joked coming up to walk on Harry's other side. "Want a bite?" she asked Harry as she offered her ice cream cone to him, for he hadn't felt like eating when they were at the store.

"Nah, you're right Ron."

"Course I am." The other boy answered, grinning back at the two of them.

"Ron, you do realize that all your teeth have turned green." Hermione said, giggling. Ron turned to look into a store window and then looked down at his ice cream. It was vanilla.

"FRED, GEORGE! WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY ICE CREAM?!" he shouted, and the twins started cracking up.

"Don't worry little bro, it'll wear off in a couple of hours." Said George.

"A couple. . . A COUPLE OF HOURS?!" Ron then proceeded to chase them about, shouting something about not needing a wand to teach them a lesson this time.

Hermione and Harry watched them for a bit, bemused smiles on both of their faces. Then Hermione turned to look at Harry seriously. "Harry, are you sure you're ok?"

"Yeah, I'm alright." He sighed, running his hand through his hair.

"Ok. Remember though, you can always come and talk to me if you need to."

"I'm fine Hermione. Just. . . peachey." He said through gritted teeth.

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