A/N- Don't talk, listen. Right, I'm very sorry for not updating but my... computer got trodden on by a...... a large preying mantis, which then proceeded to eat my other computer and destroy all of my friends' computers with... lasers from its eyes. That is why this story has not been updated. Coughs suspiciously. Fine, I guess you're harder to fool than my science teacher. I mean, I haven't updated for THREE MONTHS! The real reason I have not updated is drum roll I am LAZY! I can't be bothered to do ANYTHING. Last year I handed in about three pieces of homework. It is not purely because I'm lazy though. I have a 9 and a half hour school day, not including clubs and piano lessons, and homework... This may seem like a short day to some of you, but for eleven years, until I started high school, my day was about seven hours long. It takes years to get used to the time difference. But, now I shall make time for writing. But only for reviews. I'm lazy AND greedy.
PS- Thank you to all those who reviewed and persuaded me to write more. This is for you.
Disclaimer- I don't own anything blah blah blah.
Back with Black
They arrived in a spare bedroom at Grimmauld place. As apparating always makes everybody feel dizzy and ill, everybody stumbled around the room aimlessly for a few minutes, trying to regain their balance. Because it was 'safer', Sirius had done a double apparition with Professor Mary-Sue. This involved them both intimately embracing and apparating together at the same time. 'Just to make sure you're safe,' said Sirius, who was now not very eager to let go. Fred and George gladly marched towards him and dragged him away. Just as everyone had once again regained their balance, Molly Weasley walked in. She seemed a lot fatter than Harry remembered her, but that was probably because she had nothing to do in fanfics except to fuss over him and shout at Ron. She ran, or rather waddled over as fast as she could, to hug Harry, ignoring Tonks, who seemed to have passed out from the exhaustion and stress of being an auror, and member of the Order, and a member of a karate club (because you can always kick your way out of being captured by ten deatheaters with wands pointed at you), and simultaneously dating Kingsley, George, Snape and Lupin.
'Harry my itsy bitsy dearest little boy!' Mrs. Weasley cooed, giving Harry a big hug. 'How are you?'
'Um, OK I guess' replied Harry, pushing Mrs. Weasley off of him. Unfortunately, she fell over onto her back and was unable to get up again. Relieved, Harry told the other Order members not to help her up again. Harry took her wand away and they left the room, locking and bolting the door behind them so Molly couldn't get out.
As the other order members walked downstairs, Lupin and Sirius stopped and turned to face Harry.
'What's wrong?' asked Lupin pleasantly. 'You haven't seemed very happy to be back here.'
'I hate this place,' mumbled Harry. 'I still haven't got over Sirius' death, and being back here reminds me of all the good times we shared.'
'Harry, I understand. Losing Sirius was hard for all of us. Especially me, him being my mate and all. And Tonks, him being her favourite cousin. And Kingsley, now Sirius' name is clear he has nothing to do at the ministry. Actually, what gives you the right to be so upset? You've only known he existed for three years! And for about a third of that time you thought he was a murderer,' shouted Lupin pleasantly.
'Plus the fact I'm NOT ACTUALLY DEAD' said Sirius.
'Shut up, we're trying to mourn here,' said Harry.
'Whatever,' muttered Sirius, walking away.
'Anyway, why don't you just stop being so selfish and get over it. We all felt sorry for you for a while, but now it just seems babyish,' said Lupin pleasantly. 'I mean, all the papers believe you, you've got friends, and a ton of cash, and you've even got me as a father figure. And I'll tell you what, here's some chocolate as well.'
Harry immediately stopped sulking, and wondered why Lupin was carrying several bars of chocolate round with him. In his third year, he had only offered Harry chocolate about three times, and only as a cure after facing a dementor.
Lupin, sensing Harry's unasked question (he has 'werewolf senses') answered, 'Apparently now I'm obsessed with chocolate, so I always have something to comfort Tonks, or Hermione, or Ginny, or Professor McGonagall, or Kingsley, or Fred or whoever with. Or even you Harry, as I'm doing right now.'
Lupin gave him a strange wink, and Harry slowly backed away from him and ran off to find Ron and Hermione. He found that Grimmauld Place seemed to have grown a lot since he was last there. It was at least as big as a castle now. Harry passed a swimming pool, a gym and a ballroom on his way to Ron's room, and out the window he saw a full sized Quidditch pitch in the back garden. Harry wondered how it got there, but at that very moment he ran into a tall red-headed man.
'Sorry, wasn't look- Ron!!'
In Harry's absence, Ron had grown. In the last month or so he had grown more muscles than Harry and was now at least half a foot taller than him. When he spoke, his voice was a lot deeper.
'Hiya Harry! Just to make sure I don't start to think more of myself I only get to say fifty words a chapter maximum. And I've just wasted half of them. I'd just better warn you though, DO NOT scream when you see Hermione and Ginny. You'll regret it.'
Harry acknowledged the warning of his still-goofy sidekick and proceeded cautiously. He rounded a corner and screamed.
A/N- I don't know how long it will be before I update.
