When it's all Black and White
Chapter 6 Everyday Magic
A month after Harry arrived at the Black Manor things started settling down. Remus was over practicaly every day and Harry enjoyed the time he was able to spend with him and Sirius. One day while it ws raining Harry found his godfather in one of the empty rooms looking at an old photo album.
"Sirius?"
He looked up at him and patted a spot of the floor next to him.
"I was just looking at some old pictures of you when you were a baby."
Harry looked down at a young Sirius Black holding what he assumed was himself. The Sirius in the picture spotted Harry and smiled at him.
"That was one of the last days your mother allowed me to take you home with me." He said still looking at the photograph.
"Why? What happened?"
"Well lets just say that night when I brought you home you had to hide in the oven."
Harry raised an eyebrow at this and continued to look confused until Sirius stopped laughing long enough to tell him the story.
"Well it was in the winter and your mother had come down with a nasty cold, so James asked me to watch you for the day. You were terrible bored at my house so I desided that we should play hide-and-seek. You see, you had just learned how to walk without falling so I covered my eyes and told you to hide. Well you hid pretty well, but outside in the snow." Sirius had to stop to catch his breath before continuing.
When we got back to your house your mum was sleeping on the couch and your dad was fixing the bedroom, don't ask. Anyway he told me to keep and eye on you so we played hide-and-seek again. Now before you went to hide I told you to hide somewhere warm. First you tried to hide under a blanket on the couch, with me sitting on it. Then you tried the fireplace, well lets just say you were in plain view. The last time you hid I couldn't find you. Your mother had woken up and was asking me where you were, well I sort of told her you were with your dad. Great timeing your dad had, at that moment he walked down the stairs. Lily asked him where you were and he said I had you. To make a long story as short as possible she was mad, your dad was confused, and I eventualy got hit over the head with Rober. Your mum found you when you start to talk to yourself."
Sirius started to laugh and pointed to a very dirty baby with black stuff all over.
Harry started to laugh as well and flipped through the pages.
"What or who is Rober?"
"Oh, he was your umm, toy horse." And Sirius was lost in a fit of laughter again.
"What's so funny?"
Sirius didn't say anything, he just turned to the front of the album and pointed at a rather large, pink horse.
"How did I get that?" Harry asked and he could feel himself turning red.
"You picked it out so I bought it for you."
Harry picked up the photo album and marched out of the room and across the hall to his bedroom. Sirius followed him and opened the door that Harry slammed shut.
"Harry?" He asked wondering why that had made him so mad.
Sirius soon caught on however when he was attacked by a stray pillow. Not one to be stood up, Sirius took out his wand and congegated some more ammunition then started to return fire.
"No fair! You're using magic!"
"There are no rules Harry." He said menacingly and the fight continued until Harry fell on the floor gasping for air. Sirius watched Harry's failed attempts at trying to control himself before he interviened. Helping him to his bed they sat there until all the cruel laughter stopped.
"What do you want to do now Harry?"
"Nothing," he said and closed his eyes.
Sirius noticed that it was already well into the night and he felt Harry fall asleep. Waving his wand a few times Harry was covered up in bed with his pyjamas on and the room was cleaned up.
Downstairs a soft thud could be heard and followed by footsteps on the stairs. Taking out his wand, Sirius went into the hallway, he couldn't see anything but he knew someone was coming. Whatever it was was now gone, almost like it never even existed. Shrugging, Sirius walked down the stairs adn heard a cold voice whisper an incantation. Before he could block the spell the room erupted with green light. Sirius was dead before he hit the floor.
Harry woke up and looked at his clock.
2:47 a.m.
Remembering the dream he had, Harry bolted out of bed only to double over in pain. Taking a few breaths Harry tried to stand but instead ended up on his hands and knees.
"Sirius!" He screamed as loud as he could into the floor. That was when he looked up to see his door shut. Half crawling, half sliding over to the door he let out a scream of pain. It hurt to move. Somehow Harry managed to open the door.
"Sirius!"
Still no answer. Maybe it wasn't a dream he had. Maybe Sirius was downstairs on the floor, dead. Harry tryed again.
"Sirius!"
Finally he heard something in the kitchen then someone running up the stairs.
"Harry what's wrong? What are you doing out of bed?"
Sirius was trying to help Harry into a sitting position but he stopped as he let out another scream.
"What is it? Are you hurt?"
Harry nodded slowly.
"Where?"
"My stomach."
Sirius blinked a couple of times. "Okay, um do you need something to eat?"
Harry shook his head no.
'What could be causing him so much pain?' Sirius asked himself then it hit him.
"Come on Harry, we have to get you to the hospital," he said and as gently as he could, Sirius picked him up and carried him outside. A few feet away from the house the two vanished. Harry was surprised to find himself outside of a hospital called St. Mungo's. Quickly but carefully Sirius carried Harry into the hospital.
"What can I do for you?" A nurse at the front desk asked, though she didn't bother to look up.
"I need to get my godson a doctor."
"Name?" She asked casually, still not looking up.
"Harry Potter."
The nurse shot her head up to look at an annoyed Sirius Black holding the- boy-who-lived.
"Right away." She said and a moment later a doctor was there.
It didn't take long for the rest of the hospital to know of Harry Potter's arrival and the fact that their 'savior' was sick.
"Ah I see, he will indeed need an operation at once." Doctor Webster said and called for the O.R.
"What is it?" Sirius asked, although he was sure he knew the answer.
"Appendicitis."
Sirius nodded, he never had the operation himself but he knew it was fairly easy. With the thought that everything was going to be fine Sirius sat the waiting room and fell asleep.
TBC
Reviews are great! Thanks to all those who reviewed. I will be updating this story probably once or twice a week not that I got my other series started. Those of you wanting angest plenty of that will be coming in chapter 8 and after so stick around!
Steph
Chapter 6 Everyday Magic
A month after Harry arrived at the Black Manor things started settling down. Remus was over practicaly every day and Harry enjoyed the time he was able to spend with him and Sirius. One day while it ws raining Harry found his godfather in one of the empty rooms looking at an old photo album.
"Sirius?"
He looked up at him and patted a spot of the floor next to him.
"I was just looking at some old pictures of you when you were a baby."
Harry looked down at a young Sirius Black holding what he assumed was himself. The Sirius in the picture spotted Harry and smiled at him.
"That was one of the last days your mother allowed me to take you home with me." He said still looking at the photograph.
"Why? What happened?"
"Well lets just say that night when I brought you home you had to hide in the oven."
Harry raised an eyebrow at this and continued to look confused until Sirius stopped laughing long enough to tell him the story.
"Well it was in the winter and your mother had come down with a nasty cold, so James asked me to watch you for the day. You were terrible bored at my house so I desided that we should play hide-and-seek. You see, you had just learned how to walk without falling so I covered my eyes and told you to hide. Well you hid pretty well, but outside in the snow." Sirius had to stop to catch his breath before continuing.
When we got back to your house your mum was sleeping on the couch and your dad was fixing the bedroom, don't ask. Anyway he told me to keep and eye on you so we played hide-and-seek again. Now before you went to hide I told you to hide somewhere warm. First you tried to hide under a blanket on the couch, with me sitting on it. Then you tried the fireplace, well lets just say you were in plain view. The last time you hid I couldn't find you. Your mother had woken up and was asking me where you were, well I sort of told her you were with your dad. Great timeing your dad had, at that moment he walked down the stairs. Lily asked him where you were and he said I had you. To make a long story as short as possible she was mad, your dad was confused, and I eventualy got hit over the head with Rober. Your mum found you when you start to talk to yourself."
Sirius started to laugh and pointed to a very dirty baby with black stuff all over.
Harry started to laugh as well and flipped through the pages.
"What or who is Rober?"
"Oh, he was your umm, toy horse." And Sirius was lost in a fit of laughter again.
"What's so funny?"
Sirius didn't say anything, he just turned to the front of the album and pointed at a rather large, pink horse.
"How did I get that?" Harry asked and he could feel himself turning red.
"You picked it out so I bought it for you."
Harry picked up the photo album and marched out of the room and across the hall to his bedroom. Sirius followed him and opened the door that Harry slammed shut.
"Harry?" He asked wondering why that had made him so mad.
Sirius soon caught on however when he was attacked by a stray pillow. Not one to be stood up, Sirius took out his wand and congegated some more ammunition then started to return fire.
"No fair! You're using magic!"
"There are no rules Harry." He said menacingly and the fight continued until Harry fell on the floor gasping for air. Sirius watched Harry's failed attempts at trying to control himself before he interviened. Helping him to his bed they sat there until all the cruel laughter stopped.
"What do you want to do now Harry?"
"Nothing," he said and closed his eyes.
Sirius noticed that it was already well into the night and he felt Harry fall asleep. Waving his wand a few times Harry was covered up in bed with his pyjamas on and the room was cleaned up.
Downstairs a soft thud could be heard and followed by footsteps on the stairs. Taking out his wand, Sirius went into the hallway, he couldn't see anything but he knew someone was coming. Whatever it was was now gone, almost like it never even existed. Shrugging, Sirius walked down the stairs adn heard a cold voice whisper an incantation. Before he could block the spell the room erupted with green light. Sirius was dead before he hit the floor.
Harry woke up and looked at his clock.
2:47 a.m.
Remembering the dream he had, Harry bolted out of bed only to double over in pain. Taking a few breaths Harry tried to stand but instead ended up on his hands and knees.
"Sirius!" He screamed as loud as he could into the floor. That was when he looked up to see his door shut. Half crawling, half sliding over to the door he let out a scream of pain. It hurt to move. Somehow Harry managed to open the door.
"Sirius!"
Still no answer. Maybe it wasn't a dream he had. Maybe Sirius was downstairs on the floor, dead. Harry tryed again.
"Sirius!"
Finally he heard something in the kitchen then someone running up the stairs.
"Harry what's wrong? What are you doing out of bed?"
Sirius was trying to help Harry into a sitting position but he stopped as he let out another scream.
"What is it? Are you hurt?"
Harry nodded slowly.
"Where?"
"My stomach."
Sirius blinked a couple of times. "Okay, um do you need something to eat?"
Harry shook his head no.
'What could be causing him so much pain?' Sirius asked himself then it hit him.
"Come on Harry, we have to get you to the hospital," he said and as gently as he could, Sirius picked him up and carried him outside. A few feet away from the house the two vanished. Harry was surprised to find himself outside of a hospital called St. Mungo's. Quickly but carefully Sirius carried Harry into the hospital.
"What can I do for you?" A nurse at the front desk asked, though she didn't bother to look up.
"I need to get my godson a doctor."
"Name?" She asked casually, still not looking up.
"Harry Potter."
The nurse shot her head up to look at an annoyed Sirius Black holding the- boy-who-lived.
"Right away." She said and a moment later a doctor was there.
It didn't take long for the rest of the hospital to know of Harry Potter's arrival and the fact that their 'savior' was sick.
"Ah I see, he will indeed need an operation at once." Doctor Webster said and called for the O.R.
"What is it?" Sirius asked, although he was sure he knew the answer.
"Appendicitis."
Sirius nodded, he never had the operation himself but he knew it was fairly easy. With the thought that everything was going to be fine Sirius sat the waiting room and fell asleep.
TBC
Reviews are great! Thanks to all those who reviewed. I will be updating this story probably once or twice a week not that I got my other series started. Those of you wanting angest plenty of that will be coming in chapter 8 and after so stick around!
Steph