Authors note: Hello friends!
Today I'm going to try and update nearly every one of my stories, I know, it's a big task, especially when I don't have any chapters for them already typed out, which means I'll have to write 9 chapters today, I think, because this is one chapter then 'cause I updated one story last night ima count that as already updated so I don't have to write another chapter for it, and then one of my other stories is complete so yeah 9 stories out of 12 need a new chapter. I've written all the story names that need updating on a whiteboard and I'm checking them off every time I post a chapter today. Goodness this took way longer than I thought it would to explain.
I don't own the HP universe.
Have a good day! :D
"We're moving again!" An eleven-year-old Harry Potter sung as he bounded up onto his uncle's bed.
His uncle waved his wand and all their things instantly appeared next to the window; packed and ready. "When Sirius is done with his hair we'll leave."
"How do you know-" "Please, the only reason he wouldn't be here with you would be that he's doing his hair." Remus interrupted. "Fair enough." Harry nodded thoughtfully.
The pair of them sat there for a few minutes until Sirius finally joined them.
"Ready?" He asked. "We've been ready for years, Padfoot. You're the one who wasn't ready." Harry grinned at his godfather."Years? Blimey, I must have been in the bathroom much longer than I thought then." Sirius chuckled. "Well, not years but maybe a whole century." Harry quipped.
Sirius ruffled Harry's hair. "Oi!" Harry ducked away and ran over to his trunk.
The two Marauders picked up their own trunks, checked to make sure they hadn't left anything and then apparated away with Harry.
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