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Chapter Twenty-Eight: Hyperactive Ten-Year-Old
"Lovely boy, that one. I've often wondered what side his bread is buttered on."
-From one of my favourite fanfics, "That Muted Sort of Longing" by Serendipity
"Moony, I'm bored!" Sirius whined across the table at Remus, who sat reading the Daily Prophet.
Remus folded his paper and looked at Sirius square in the eye. "Sirius, you're in a house full of children and you seriously can't find anything to do?"
"No."
Remus sighed heavily. "Why don't you go and find Harry, see what he's doing. It's only him, Hermione and Ginny up there, Molly took her boys to Diagon Alley."
"I don't want to intrude. I'm an old man, they'd get annoyed with me."
"Hardly, Sirius. You might look like an old man but God knows you act like a hyperactive ten-year old on a sugar high."
"Fine," Sirius said huffily, standing from the table. "If all you're going to do is insult me then perhaps I'll go and find someone who actually loves me."
He turned and walked out the door, hearing a faint snigger and "You'll be hard pressed to find that one, Sirius," from the werewolf as the door snapped shut.
Sirius dug his hands into his pocket. What to do, what to do? Ah! Harry!
Sirius bounded up the stairs, and burst into Harry's room. "Harry! What in God's name are you doing sitting on your bloody butt on a beautiful day like this? Get up! Come on, let's do something."
Harry stared at Sirius warily. "Sirius, what have you been eating?"
Sirius scoffed. "Why does everyone presume that just because I want to do something means that I'm on some sugar-induced high?"
"Because you act like you are."
Sirius playfully swatted at Harry's head. "Come on, let's go outside."
Harry raised an eyebrow. "You know you can't go outside, you'll be seen."
"I know that. I mean in the back yard. It's got Concealment Charms all over it. Come on!"
Sirius manhandled Harry out into the bright sunshine. It was a beautiful day, the kind of day the London only sees every so often. The sun was out shining brightly in the late morning, only a few white puffy clouds in sight, and a fresh breeze played across the air.
"Mmm, it's hot," Harry said thickly as he took his pulled his jumper over his head.
"That it is." Sirius looked around for a moment. "Oh my God."
Harry looked quickly to Sirius, whose face was a mask of contemplation and amazement. "What?"
"I have the best idea. What are Hermione and Ginny doing?"
"I dunno. Last time I checked they were having 'girl talk' with Anna."
Sirius grinned mischievously. "Excellent."
A/N: Oohhhhh..... What has the Evil One got planned?? Hehe, you'll have to keep reading to find out...