A Most Unusual Encounter
written by Shaun Garin
JK Rowling owns Harry Potter. Rare owns Greg.
"Surname?"
"Black."
"Ah, one of the Blacks. A good one by your record." Greg eyed Sirius Black critically. "You're taking the whole death thing rather well."
"It's nothing new," muttered Sirius as he folded his arms.
"Right. According to the Powers That Be, you get a Chance. Don't be hopping around like a gleeful little man though. You have to FIND your chances. Unlike your Godson Harry Bloody Potter who gets Chances by the truckload."
Sirius' expression turned from concerned to gleeful. "You mean I can go back?"
"Yes but one screw up and you'll be back here and headed straight to heaven." Greg shoved a grim plushie into his arms. "Now get going. Bloody Wanker."
Before Sirius could fire off a witty reply, he had vanished.
Greg sighed. "Now I have to deal with that bloody house-elf. Mad, all of them. Bloody Wankers."