When it's all Balck and White
Chapter 5 The Malfoys and Voldemort
Harry's first night in the Black Manor was restless. He would wake up every hour in the night once screaming becuse of a nightmare and then not remembering where he was. Sirius had come in and sat next to his godson's bed until he fell asleep. When Harry woke up the third time Sirius transformed into Snuggles and cuddled up next to Harry, making him feel safe. With a last look at the boy he was supposed to protect and guide Sirius, or rather Snuggles fell fast asleep.
The next day was full of surprises right from the start. Sirius woke up before Harry and looking toward the side of the bed he was greeted by a pair of twinkling blue eyes that could only be recognized as Albus Dumbledore.
"Good morning Snuggles."
The dog jumped out of bed and immediately turned into Sirius Black.
"So sorry to awaken you like this but time is of the essence." The cheery man said and walked out into the hall.
Confused about time and essence, Sirius turned back to the bed and placed a hand on Harry's back. "Harry. Hey, it's time to get up. We're going shopping today."
At his words Harry opened his eyes, very slowly. "Where am I?"
"Where you belong kiddo." Sirius said and got Harry's clothes that he had been wearing the other day. "You're going to have to wear these while we get you some new clothes."
Harry took them and watched as Sirius went to leave. "When you come down we'll have breakfast and then head to Diagon Alley, how does that sound?"
Harry looked puzzled for a moment, no one had asked him if he cared or not, they just told him. "That sounds good."
"Good." Sirius said and left the room.
Walking downstairs a few minutes later, Harry heard his godfather talking to Remus Lupin in the kitchen. The two seemed to be in good spirits when he walked in and Harry heard the familiar sound of frying bacon.
"Good morning Harry." Remus said as he sat down. Instantly a cup was infront of him and he watched as Sirius muttered a spell and it started to fill with orange juice.
"Good morning."
"Did you sleep well?"
Harry considered the question for a minute then shrugged. Remus decided the leave the subject alone.
"What are the big plans for today Sirius?"
"Well Harry and I are going to pay a visit to Diagon Alley as soon as you hurry up and make our breakfast so we can eat."
"Well excuse me your highness."
"Your highness!"
Dumbledore was chuckleing as he entered the kitchen. "Ah, nothing like an argument between friends to start the day."
Remus went back to the stove, making sure the bacon didn't burn as Sirius just shook his head at the older wizard.
"What are you planning on getting at Diagon Alley today Sirius?"
"Well definately some clothes for Harry and some things to clean the house with."
"What are you going to do about furniture?" Dumbledore asked while searching his pockets for something.
"Well first I'll bring all the useable stuff from my flat over here. I suppose I can pick up a few things in Diagon Alley too." Sirius said then smiled at Harry who hadn't said much of anything.
"I'm afraid we'll be doing quite a lot of cleaning and moving Harry, but by this time next week I'm sure this old place will be more like home."
Harry didn't say anything, but he took some bacon when Remus offered it. Bacon was one of his favorite foods that he rarely got any of while at the Dursleys, so this was like Heaven.
After breakfast Harry and Sirius found themselves in Diagon Alley after using the floo network. It was nothing like what Harry expected, people flooded the street and kids his age and younger were eating ice cream or looking at a display in one of the many windows. The only thing that gave it away as being a magical place was the name of the shops.
'Ollivanders: Makers of fine wands since 382 B.C.' or signs that read: 'Cauldrons--All Sizes--copper, brass, pewter,silver--self-stirring-- collapsible.
"Ah here we are. I think we should get you some robes fist Harry, then you can wear them while we finish." Sirius said and guided him into 'Madam Malkin's Robes for all occasions.'
"Sirius Black." A short lady with chocolate brown eyes smiled as she approached her customers. "Oh my word, it that Harry Potter?"
"Yes. Harry this is Madam Malkin, she will help you with your robes." Sirius said then turned back to Malkin. "He will need every day and dress robes, none for Hogwarts yet, that will be next year."
Madam Malkin nodded and Sirius waited somewhat patiently as Harry was measured and fitted.
After getting the robes Harry was surprised at how small the box was. The box was supposed to be holding nine different pairs of robes but it looked like only a pair of shoes could fit into it. Next the two walked to the owl emporium to get an owl for the house. Sirius explained that owl post was the way wizards sent mail. Harry picked out a black owl with soft green eyes thinking that was very appropriate.
After getting the owl Sirius and Harry stopped for some ice cream and sandwiches then headed toward the back end of the street where Sirius said they needed to get some more funiture. On the way Harry told his godfather about the time Dudley and his gang was going to beat him up after school and they somehow managed to get their shoelaces all tied together. Needless to say the trio tripped and after many moments of mass confusion allowed Harry to get away. Sirius laughed at this but stoped short when a man came walking down the other side.
"Well well well, if it isn't Sirius Black." The man said, almost snake like.
Harry looked up at Sirius who had a look of pure loathing on his face. Looking back to the man there was a young boy around his age smirking at him.
"What do you want Malfoy?"
"Oh nothing at all I just," but he noticed the boy standing next to Sirius and stiffened slightly. "Is this the Harry Potter?"
Placing a protective arm around him Sirius met the other mans gaze. "Yes it is and don't you dare come near him."
"Well Harry," Malfoy said ignoring Sirius's threats. "Let me introduce myself. I'm Lucius Malfoy and this is my son Draco."
Before Harry could say anything Sirius was leading him away from the Malfoys and into another shop.
"What will it be gentlemen?" A wizard walked over to greet them as they walked in.
"We need a double bed, three sofas, about four lounge chairs, and some outside furniture. For now." Sirius said and the shops assistent waved his wand. Twenty-Five different shapes of beds came zooming in.
"Go ahead and pick the shape you want Harry."
Absolutely dumbfounded, Harry picked the traditonal rectangular shape and then the shaped beds all disappeared to just rectangular but were different hights. This continued with color, length, and texture. Harry was having a very good time shopping for the furniture that would be just for his room and then helping Sirius with the rest.
Deciding to call it a day, Sirius and Harry went back to the manor where, much to Harry's surprise, all the furniture was already placed.
"We're going to have to rearrange it tomorrow, I hate where that chair is." Sirius said and collapsed on the couch.
"Sirius, who were those people in Diagon Alley that you didn't want to talk to?" Harry asked quietly and watched Sirius close his eyes as if in deep thought.
"The Malfoys. They follow Voldemort, but they won't admit it."
"Who's Voldemort?"
Sirius sighed, he had known this conversation was going to happen, he just didn't expect it so soon. Motioning for Harry to sit down next to him he started. "Voldemort is the Dark Lord. When he was young he got power hungry and started verbalizing his beliefs of getting rid of those who don't have a strong magical backround. Eventually he started to get followers. Well, lets just say he is the most feared of any wizard. He would kill people slowly just for his own pleasure. When I was growing up times were bad Harry, Voldemort was stronger then he had ever been and even to this day most witches and wizards you will meet will not say his name."
"Why doesn't someone stop him?"
"Someone did. A lot of people think he's dead, but most people know better. I think he's just out there waiting for his followers to find him and bring him back to power."
Harry didn't say anything after Sirius stopped talking, but hearing the kind voice of Albus Dumbledore he turned his gaze to the front door.
"There! Well Sirius with Remus' help we were able to put some wards around this house."
"Yeah, and it's a wonder how this guy can be cheerful doing it." Remus said following Dumbledore in.
Sirius smiled and felt a slight pressure on his left shoulder. Harry was fast asleep.
TBC
Chapter 5 The Malfoys and Voldemort
Harry's first night in the Black Manor was restless. He would wake up every hour in the night once screaming becuse of a nightmare and then not remembering where he was. Sirius had come in and sat next to his godson's bed until he fell asleep. When Harry woke up the third time Sirius transformed into Snuggles and cuddled up next to Harry, making him feel safe. With a last look at the boy he was supposed to protect and guide Sirius, or rather Snuggles fell fast asleep.
The next day was full of surprises right from the start. Sirius woke up before Harry and looking toward the side of the bed he was greeted by a pair of twinkling blue eyes that could only be recognized as Albus Dumbledore.
"Good morning Snuggles."
The dog jumped out of bed and immediately turned into Sirius Black.
"So sorry to awaken you like this but time is of the essence." The cheery man said and walked out into the hall.
Confused about time and essence, Sirius turned back to the bed and placed a hand on Harry's back. "Harry. Hey, it's time to get up. We're going shopping today."
At his words Harry opened his eyes, very slowly. "Where am I?"
"Where you belong kiddo." Sirius said and got Harry's clothes that he had been wearing the other day. "You're going to have to wear these while we get you some new clothes."
Harry took them and watched as Sirius went to leave. "When you come down we'll have breakfast and then head to Diagon Alley, how does that sound?"
Harry looked puzzled for a moment, no one had asked him if he cared or not, they just told him. "That sounds good."
"Good." Sirius said and left the room.
Walking downstairs a few minutes later, Harry heard his godfather talking to Remus Lupin in the kitchen. The two seemed to be in good spirits when he walked in and Harry heard the familiar sound of frying bacon.
"Good morning Harry." Remus said as he sat down. Instantly a cup was infront of him and he watched as Sirius muttered a spell and it started to fill with orange juice.
"Good morning."
"Did you sleep well?"
Harry considered the question for a minute then shrugged. Remus decided the leave the subject alone.
"What are the big plans for today Sirius?"
"Well Harry and I are going to pay a visit to Diagon Alley as soon as you hurry up and make our breakfast so we can eat."
"Well excuse me your highness."
"Your highness!"
Dumbledore was chuckleing as he entered the kitchen. "Ah, nothing like an argument between friends to start the day."
Remus went back to the stove, making sure the bacon didn't burn as Sirius just shook his head at the older wizard.
"What are you planning on getting at Diagon Alley today Sirius?"
"Well definately some clothes for Harry and some things to clean the house with."
"What are you going to do about furniture?" Dumbledore asked while searching his pockets for something.
"Well first I'll bring all the useable stuff from my flat over here. I suppose I can pick up a few things in Diagon Alley too." Sirius said then smiled at Harry who hadn't said much of anything.
"I'm afraid we'll be doing quite a lot of cleaning and moving Harry, but by this time next week I'm sure this old place will be more like home."
Harry didn't say anything, but he took some bacon when Remus offered it. Bacon was one of his favorite foods that he rarely got any of while at the Dursleys, so this was like Heaven.
After breakfast Harry and Sirius found themselves in Diagon Alley after using the floo network. It was nothing like what Harry expected, people flooded the street and kids his age and younger were eating ice cream or looking at a display in one of the many windows. The only thing that gave it away as being a magical place was the name of the shops.
'Ollivanders: Makers of fine wands since 382 B.C.' or signs that read: 'Cauldrons--All Sizes--copper, brass, pewter,silver--self-stirring-- collapsible.
"Ah here we are. I think we should get you some robes fist Harry, then you can wear them while we finish." Sirius said and guided him into 'Madam Malkin's Robes for all occasions.'
"Sirius Black." A short lady with chocolate brown eyes smiled as she approached her customers. "Oh my word, it that Harry Potter?"
"Yes. Harry this is Madam Malkin, she will help you with your robes." Sirius said then turned back to Malkin. "He will need every day and dress robes, none for Hogwarts yet, that will be next year."
Madam Malkin nodded and Sirius waited somewhat patiently as Harry was measured and fitted.
After getting the robes Harry was surprised at how small the box was. The box was supposed to be holding nine different pairs of robes but it looked like only a pair of shoes could fit into it. Next the two walked to the owl emporium to get an owl for the house. Sirius explained that owl post was the way wizards sent mail. Harry picked out a black owl with soft green eyes thinking that was very appropriate.
After getting the owl Sirius and Harry stopped for some ice cream and sandwiches then headed toward the back end of the street where Sirius said they needed to get some more funiture. On the way Harry told his godfather about the time Dudley and his gang was going to beat him up after school and they somehow managed to get their shoelaces all tied together. Needless to say the trio tripped and after many moments of mass confusion allowed Harry to get away. Sirius laughed at this but stoped short when a man came walking down the other side.
"Well well well, if it isn't Sirius Black." The man said, almost snake like.
Harry looked up at Sirius who had a look of pure loathing on his face. Looking back to the man there was a young boy around his age smirking at him.
"What do you want Malfoy?"
"Oh nothing at all I just," but he noticed the boy standing next to Sirius and stiffened slightly. "Is this the Harry Potter?"
Placing a protective arm around him Sirius met the other mans gaze. "Yes it is and don't you dare come near him."
"Well Harry," Malfoy said ignoring Sirius's threats. "Let me introduce myself. I'm Lucius Malfoy and this is my son Draco."
Before Harry could say anything Sirius was leading him away from the Malfoys and into another shop.
"What will it be gentlemen?" A wizard walked over to greet them as they walked in.
"We need a double bed, three sofas, about four lounge chairs, and some outside furniture. For now." Sirius said and the shops assistent waved his wand. Twenty-Five different shapes of beds came zooming in.
"Go ahead and pick the shape you want Harry."
Absolutely dumbfounded, Harry picked the traditonal rectangular shape and then the shaped beds all disappeared to just rectangular but were different hights. This continued with color, length, and texture. Harry was having a very good time shopping for the furniture that would be just for his room and then helping Sirius with the rest.
Deciding to call it a day, Sirius and Harry went back to the manor where, much to Harry's surprise, all the furniture was already placed.
"We're going to have to rearrange it tomorrow, I hate where that chair is." Sirius said and collapsed on the couch.
"Sirius, who were those people in Diagon Alley that you didn't want to talk to?" Harry asked quietly and watched Sirius close his eyes as if in deep thought.
"The Malfoys. They follow Voldemort, but they won't admit it."
"Who's Voldemort?"
Sirius sighed, he had known this conversation was going to happen, he just didn't expect it so soon. Motioning for Harry to sit down next to him he started. "Voldemort is the Dark Lord. When he was young he got power hungry and started verbalizing his beliefs of getting rid of those who don't have a strong magical backround. Eventually he started to get followers. Well, lets just say he is the most feared of any wizard. He would kill people slowly just for his own pleasure. When I was growing up times were bad Harry, Voldemort was stronger then he had ever been and even to this day most witches and wizards you will meet will not say his name."
"Why doesn't someone stop him?"
"Someone did. A lot of people think he's dead, but most people know better. I think he's just out there waiting for his followers to find him and bring him back to power."
Harry didn't say anything after Sirius stopped talking, but hearing the kind voice of Albus Dumbledore he turned his gaze to the front door.
"There! Well Sirius with Remus' help we were able to put some wards around this house."
"Yeah, and it's a wonder how this guy can be cheerful doing it." Remus said following Dumbledore in.
Sirius smiled and felt a slight pressure on his left shoulder. Harry was fast asleep.
TBC