Ok, I needed to let you folks know that I DON'T own Harry Potter, and if I
did Sirius wouldn't be dead and there would be a character named Siria. I
would also be rich enough to publish all my works that I post on here! On
with the words!!!!
Ch.8
In the meantime, Dumbledore was shocked when Sirius, Remus and Moody returned with the horrible news. He explained to them that he told her to stay but she just didn't stay. Remus, not long after arriving, immediately went on his own to Siria's room. After morning for what seemed like many days, he finally came out of the room, but didn't say a word to anyone but that he wanted to be left alone. Harry, Ron, and Hermione were also hurt by the news. Most of the students were getting aggravated that they kept losing their good defense against the dark arts teachers. Finally, Remus went to talk to Dumbledore.
"Listen, I'm ready to try again. We need to go back and get that stone from him before he can use it,' Remus explained.
"Yes, I agree. But who are you taking with you?" Dumbledore asked in return.
"Well, let's see... Sirius, Moody, perhaps Tonks..."
"And me!" a voice echoed behind them. Remus turned around and a girl in a black cloak walked up. He opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out. "Don't worry about it I'll explain later," she told him. The girl standing there was no other than the real Siria Black in the flesh.
"But...but...but...I watched Severus slice your head off!" Remus said in shock. Dumbledore was rather amused.
"It appears Siria rather proved she was capable of more than what we thought," Dumbledore stated. Siria smiled at this.
"Uh-huh! Guess what? Voldemort doesn't have the stone either! It's right here around my neck where it will always be! Oh, and I have a plan too!" she said.
"Should we inform Severus about this?" Remus said.
"No! No word to anyone near Voldemort. There was this legend that there would be a ghost of whoever wore the stone. So, I think I should dress like a ghost, then pretend that I've come back to haunt them forever. That will make them pretty vulnerable if they are too worried about me. So, then you guys come and kick their butts and we win!" By now Sirius was in.
"Wow! The ghost of my sister has the brain of Napoleon! What else could happen now?" Sirius asked with a crazed expression.
"You ditz, Sirius! I AM Siria! Severus killed a copy of me! Now, let's go execute the plan!" Siria said as each of them went their own way. Siria started getting her disguise on, for they would have to start soon. Remus and Sirius practiced some of their spells. Dumbledore started sending letters to get others ready for the attack. So, the second stage of the war began.
Ch.8
In the meantime, Dumbledore was shocked when Sirius, Remus and Moody returned with the horrible news. He explained to them that he told her to stay but she just didn't stay. Remus, not long after arriving, immediately went on his own to Siria's room. After morning for what seemed like many days, he finally came out of the room, but didn't say a word to anyone but that he wanted to be left alone. Harry, Ron, and Hermione were also hurt by the news. Most of the students were getting aggravated that they kept losing their good defense against the dark arts teachers. Finally, Remus went to talk to Dumbledore.
"Listen, I'm ready to try again. We need to go back and get that stone from him before he can use it,' Remus explained.
"Yes, I agree. But who are you taking with you?" Dumbledore asked in return.
"Well, let's see... Sirius, Moody, perhaps Tonks..."
"And me!" a voice echoed behind them. Remus turned around and a girl in a black cloak walked up. He opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out. "Don't worry about it I'll explain later," she told him. The girl standing there was no other than the real Siria Black in the flesh.
"But...but...but...I watched Severus slice your head off!" Remus said in shock. Dumbledore was rather amused.
"It appears Siria rather proved she was capable of more than what we thought," Dumbledore stated. Siria smiled at this.
"Uh-huh! Guess what? Voldemort doesn't have the stone either! It's right here around my neck where it will always be! Oh, and I have a plan too!" she said.
"Should we inform Severus about this?" Remus said.
"No! No word to anyone near Voldemort. There was this legend that there would be a ghost of whoever wore the stone. So, I think I should dress like a ghost, then pretend that I've come back to haunt them forever. That will make them pretty vulnerable if they are too worried about me. So, then you guys come and kick their butts and we win!" By now Sirius was in.
"Wow! The ghost of my sister has the brain of Napoleon! What else could happen now?" Sirius asked with a crazed expression.
"You ditz, Sirius! I AM Siria! Severus killed a copy of me! Now, let's go execute the plan!" Siria said as each of them went their own way. Siria started getting her disguise on, for they would have to start soon. Remus and Sirius practiced some of their spells. Dumbledore started sending letters to get others ready for the attack. So, the second stage of the war began.