A.N.: thank you for all of the lovely reviews. really sweet. i feel loved. *smiles* anyways, now that i'm done spilling my happy guts, here's the next chapter.
Chapter 6 Morning
Sirius woke up at about 6:00 a.m. He was almost always an early riser. It was just his personality. The way he looked at it, the longer you were awake, the more time you'd have to pull pranks on people. Like, for instance, James.
Sirius smiled an evil smile and got up, making sure nothing creaked under his weight. He picked up his pillow and slowly walked over to James's bedside. Without hesitating, he lifted the pillow over his head and brought it down quickly on his best friend's head. Only to find out moments later that it wasn't James.
"What the heck?!" shouted Remus and sat up abrutly. Sirius took a step backwards and tried to hide the smile that was coming across his face. In fact, Sirius was so amused that he had to stop himself from laughing.
"Nice," said Remus shaking his head as he lay back down. "Black is an outright comedian. Always wanted to room with one. Comedians are so funny..." Remus continued to grumble about how "humerous" Sirius was as he tried to go back to sleep.
"You know you love him," James's voice came from the bed on the other side of Sirius's bed. Sirius was sitting on his bed, laughing silently. Remus sat up again and indignantly cried, "He just hit me on the head!"
"Yep, and all I have to say to that is better you than me."
"Well, that's nice."
"Isn't it though?"
"Shut up Potter."
"Come over here and make me."
"I think I will."
"I could take you."
"Just bring it."
At this time, Sirius got up and walked into the bathroom. He got out something from his pocket. It was a type of medicine. James's mom had given it to him while James had been packing. She hadn't been sure, but there might be some way for him to get his speech back.
Sirius opened up the bottle of medicine. Mrs. Potter's words came back to mind, "I'm not sure it will work. That was some spell your mother hit you with. If this does work, it will still be about two years before it actually starts to work. I don't know why, but...if you want to try, then of course you can. However, there's the risk that it may somehow mess up you're body. If you're willing to take the risk...."
"Anything to get my voice back," he thought savagely, snapping back to the present and staring at his reflection in the mirror. He didn't necessarily like his appearance. It was too much like the rest of his family. The spitting image of his father really, with shoulder length black hair and pale skin. The only thing he didn't inherit in his appearance from his parents were his eyes. His father had angry brown eyes his mother had cold green eyes. Totally unlike Sirius's warm, friendly, bright blue eyes.
He swallowed the pill with an accompanying gulp of water and put the bottle of medicine back into his pocket and started to get ready. He took a quick shower, brushed his teeth, and walked out of the bathroom, drying his hair.
When he stepped out of the bathroom though, he stopped short. It would appear that James had taken on Remus's challenge and the two were rolling on the floor in a fight to the death. Or, so it seemed. Sirius raised his eyebrows and moved out of the way as they came towards him.
Sirius shook his head and walked to his bed. It was now 6:45 a.m. "They've been fighting for 30 minutes?" wondered Sirius to himself. Then, grinning slightly, Sirius set down the towel, and waited for the oppurtune moment. James and Remus were rolling by him and he jumped like a cat. James and Remus yelled out in surprise as their two person brawl became a three person fight.
After a few minutes of fighting, all three boys broke apart. James and Remus had various scratches all over their faces and arms. They were all panting. Sirius suffered no injury because he had come in late.
"We should get ready," panted James to Remus.
Remus nodded and stood up.
"I call bathroom first," James said, and ran into the bathroom quickly, leaving Sirius and Remus alone to talk.
There was silence for a moment. Remus cleared his throat and said,"So...you've been living with the Potters since you were eight years old, right?"
Sirius nodded, a guarded expression coming over his face. His eyes narrowed slightly as if he was trying to say 'so what'.
"Were you adopted?" asked Remus, although he was pretty sure of the answer to that. In fact, he knew Sirius wasn't adopted. He was just wondering why James felt he was responsible for the young Black boy and why Sirius lived with the Potters anyway.
Sirius shook his head and mouthed something. Remus gave him a quetioning glance and Sirius looked exasperated. He walked over to his bag and got his wand out. Remus looked at it warily.
"Why do you live with the Potters then?"
Sirius gave a ghostly smile and waved the wand, a look of intense concentration coming over his face. Suddenly, to Remus, it felt as if his mind was totally exposed.
"I live with the Potters because my parents don't want me at Grimmauld Place," Sirius's voice said from within Remus's head. He had a pleasant voice, one that sounded as if it could be pleasant if they were talking about something else. "Shocked, aye? Yep, most people are when they here strange voices in their head. This is how I get James's attention. You gotta learn how to lipread though because it takes a lot of effort for me to do this. Anyways, my parents dislike imperfection and being a mute is not being perfect. This got me kicked out of the house. Of course, it was my mother who made me mute but...that's not the point. I live with the Potters because they're the only ones I know who actually accept me the way I am." Sirius's voice, bitter at the end of his little speech, faded out and Sirius sat down on his trunk looking a bit tired.
"So you can talk, but you...you cant'?" Remus was confused now.
Sirius nodded. James came out of the bathroom right then. He looked confused as he his eyes fell on the two. Remus was standing and staring at Sirius as if he had never seen the Black boy before.
"Is everything alright?" asked James. Sirius looked up at him and nodded, a scowl on his face though. James looked at him slightly concerned, but decided not to push it. Sirius was a bit angrier than James liked him being. Although Sirius couldn't talk, he was still incredibly powerful and James didn't want to have to go up against an angry Sirius Black.
"I'll be in the shower," Remus muttered and walked into the bathroom. James looked even more confused, but just shrugged it off. He decided he'd ask Sirius about it later. When he was in a BETTER mood.
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A.N.: how was that? i'm like kinda confused at my own.....ideas, but hey. i'll sort everything out. please review. or flame. whichever you prefer.
Chapter 6 Morning
Sirius woke up at about 6:00 a.m. He was almost always an early riser. It was just his personality. The way he looked at it, the longer you were awake, the more time you'd have to pull pranks on people. Like, for instance, James.
Sirius smiled an evil smile and got up, making sure nothing creaked under his weight. He picked up his pillow and slowly walked over to James's bedside. Without hesitating, he lifted the pillow over his head and brought it down quickly on his best friend's head. Only to find out moments later that it wasn't James.
"What the heck?!" shouted Remus and sat up abrutly. Sirius took a step backwards and tried to hide the smile that was coming across his face. In fact, Sirius was so amused that he had to stop himself from laughing.
"Nice," said Remus shaking his head as he lay back down. "Black is an outright comedian. Always wanted to room with one. Comedians are so funny..." Remus continued to grumble about how "humerous" Sirius was as he tried to go back to sleep.
"You know you love him," James's voice came from the bed on the other side of Sirius's bed. Sirius was sitting on his bed, laughing silently. Remus sat up again and indignantly cried, "He just hit me on the head!"
"Yep, and all I have to say to that is better you than me."
"Well, that's nice."
"Isn't it though?"
"Shut up Potter."
"Come over here and make me."
"I think I will."
"I could take you."
"Just bring it."
At this time, Sirius got up and walked into the bathroom. He got out something from his pocket. It was a type of medicine. James's mom had given it to him while James had been packing. She hadn't been sure, but there might be some way for him to get his speech back.
Sirius opened up the bottle of medicine. Mrs. Potter's words came back to mind, "I'm not sure it will work. That was some spell your mother hit you with. If this does work, it will still be about two years before it actually starts to work. I don't know why, but...if you want to try, then of course you can. However, there's the risk that it may somehow mess up you're body. If you're willing to take the risk...."
"Anything to get my voice back," he thought savagely, snapping back to the present and staring at his reflection in the mirror. He didn't necessarily like his appearance. It was too much like the rest of his family. The spitting image of his father really, with shoulder length black hair and pale skin. The only thing he didn't inherit in his appearance from his parents were his eyes. His father had angry brown eyes his mother had cold green eyes. Totally unlike Sirius's warm, friendly, bright blue eyes.
He swallowed the pill with an accompanying gulp of water and put the bottle of medicine back into his pocket and started to get ready. He took a quick shower, brushed his teeth, and walked out of the bathroom, drying his hair.
When he stepped out of the bathroom though, he stopped short. It would appear that James had taken on Remus's challenge and the two were rolling on the floor in a fight to the death. Or, so it seemed. Sirius raised his eyebrows and moved out of the way as they came towards him.
Sirius shook his head and walked to his bed. It was now 6:45 a.m. "They've been fighting for 30 minutes?" wondered Sirius to himself. Then, grinning slightly, Sirius set down the towel, and waited for the oppurtune moment. James and Remus were rolling by him and he jumped like a cat. James and Remus yelled out in surprise as their two person brawl became a three person fight.
After a few minutes of fighting, all three boys broke apart. James and Remus had various scratches all over their faces and arms. They were all panting. Sirius suffered no injury because he had come in late.
"We should get ready," panted James to Remus.
Remus nodded and stood up.
"I call bathroom first," James said, and ran into the bathroom quickly, leaving Sirius and Remus alone to talk.
There was silence for a moment. Remus cleared his throat and said,"So...you've been living with the Potters since you were eight years old, right?"
Sirius nodded, a guarded expression coming over his face. His eyes narrowed slightly as if he was trying to say 'so what'.
"Were you adopted?" asked Remus, although he was pretty sure of the answer to that. In fact, he knew Sirius wasn't adopted. He was just wondering why James felt he was responsible for the young Black boy and why Sirius lived with the Potters anyway.
Sirius shook his head and mouthed something. Remus gave him a quetioning glance and Sirius looked exasperated. He walked over to his bag and got his wand out. Remus looked at it warily.
"Why do you live with the Potters then?"
Sirius gave a ghostly smile and waved the wand, a look of intense concentration coming over his face. Suddenly, to Remus, it felt as if his mind was totally exposed.
"I live with the Potters because my parents don't want me at Grimmauld Place," Sirius's voice said from within Remus's head. He had a pleasant voice, one that sounded as if it could be pleasant if they were talking about something else. "Shocked, aye? Yep, most people are when they here strange voices in their head. This is how I get James's attention. You gotta learn how to lipread though because it takes a lot of effort for me to do this. Anyways, my parents dislike imperfection and being a mute is not being perfect. This got me kicked out of the house. Of course, it was my mother who made me mute but...that's not the point. I live with the Potters because they're the only ones I know who actually accept me the way I am." Sirius's voice, bitter at the end of his little speech, faded out and Sirius sat down on his trunk looking a bit tired.
"So you can talk, but you...you cant'?" Remus was confused now.
Sirius nodded. James came out of the bathroom right then. He looked confused as he his eyes fell on the two. Remus was standing and staring at Sirius as if he had never seen the Black boy before.
"Is everything alright?" asked James. Sirius looked up at him and nodded, a scowl on his face though. James looked at him slightly concerned, but decided not to push it. Sirius was a bit angrier than James liked him being. Although Sirius couldn't talk, he was still incredibly powerful and James didn't want to have to go up against an angry Sirius Black.
"I'll be in the shower," Remus muttered and walked into the bathroom. James looked even more confused, but just shrugged it off. He decided he'd ask Sirius about it later. When he was in a BETTER mood.
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A.N.: how was that? i'm like kinda confused at my own.....ideas, but hey. i'll sort everything out. please review. or flame. whichever you prefer.