Disclaimer: Hem, hem. Class, my name is Professor Remo and I am not the creator, nor owner of Harry Potter or anything related to it. I am, however, the author of this story. And I'm author of Gemini, Star In His Sky. At least that's what it's supposed to be called, I believe I missed a word when I typed it out however. Anyway, I beg of you to read and review it. It's really quite good! I promise, and here's what the on-line summary doesn't tell you: Gemini is Sirius's daughter! I swear, if you read it you won't regret it, so please, check it out!!!!!!!!!!!!1
CHAPTER 4:
"So," Harry said, looking around in t he utmost surprised way. He had been expecting something like Grimmauld, cold and uninviting. But Snape Manor was well lit and had a warm, friendly feeling about it. The hard wood floors were well polished and the walls painted a soft blue. Still portraits of various people, beautiful paintings of sunsets and sunrises, photographs, oddly unmoving, of people from distant centuries hung from the walls. A long sofa stood to the left side of the room. In front of it, a bit off to the side, was a large comfy chair. Then on the other side were two more chairs just like the first.
Harry then saw something that really surprised him. "A television? But I thought-"
"That our family was into the pureblood mania thing?" Severus said casually. Harry nodded, not ashamed to admit it. After all, it would be more embarrassing to lie since Snape clearly already knew his answer. Severus smiled at his honestly.
"Well, after we all get settled I'll give you a bit of a history lesson so you'll feel more comfortable and at home with us."
"All right," Harry agreed.
"Come with me, Remus," Severus said to the werewolf who had been likewise studying the room. "I'll show you where you'll sleep." Remus nodded and followed the other man out of the room. Narcissa clapped her hand together once they had left to get the three boys' attention.
"All right, Draco, Blaise," she said, looking sternly at them. "Show Harry where you three will be staying for the summer."
"What?" Draco said horrified. "He's sleeping in the same room as us?"
"Yes," Narcissa answered. "And he is to be treated like any of your other friends, Draco. Do you understand me?"
"Yes," Draco mumbled, not meeting his mother's eyes. He looked over at Blaise and they met each other's gaze with a silent understanding. "All right, Potter, come with us." The three left the room in silence but once they were well out of hearing range Harry spoke up.
"Are you actually going to listen to your mum?" he inquired of Draco. "Because I don't want you being nice to me on her account."
"Listen, Potter," Draco snarled. "I don't know if you understand this but my father has just been taken prisoner by the dark lord. The chances of his survival are slim to none. So if my being nice to you makes my mother happy, that's what I'll do. Got it?" Harry was surprised at the response.
"I suppose in some way I do," Harry said quietly. "But I could never totally understand what it's like having parents."
"Why not?" Draco said as they trekked up the stairs. "Didn't you grow up with that muggle family?"
"Yeah," Harry said, shrugging. "But they were never a family to me. They took me in because Dumbledore told them to and not because they wanted to. And they've never let me forget that."
"Huh," Blaise said. "Imagine that, out of the three of us, Draco's the only one with a decent home life and now none of us are going to. The dark lord will hunt down him and his family until they're all dead for his father's betrayal."
"Here," Draco said suddenly. "Come on-" And one could assume he was going to say "in" but he never got to finish. His mother's sudden scream cut him off.
"Mum," he shouted running back down the stairs, taking three at a time. Blaise and Harry rushed after him. Narcissa was standing outside next to a still figure on the ground. She was sobbing over it, the ground already wet with her tears. Draco tentatively walked over and put a hand on his mother's shoulder.
"No," he gasped upon seeing who it was. The door flew open once more and Severus exited.
"Oh my God," Snape exclaimed. "Lucius!"
Sirius stood up, his legs shaking violently. It took him a moment to take in all that had just happened.
"James," he murmured. "Lily. Was that really you guys?" He closed his eyes to picture the two phantom figures that had helped him get out of that terrible place in between. It had looked like them, sounded like them, hell he had felt that he had been around them again. But still he didn't want to get all happy about seeing them. Even if it truly had been them, they were still dead, and he was now alive again.
"Harry!" he whispered suddenly with a jolt of remembrance. Shaking his head to clear his thoughts Sirius seized upon one thing, getting to his godson. So he started walking toward the exit. His legs trembled and protested but refused to let them give out. So slowly but surely Sirius reached the door. He pulled it open with some of the last remains of strength he had and stepped out.
There was no one in the hall, but then, in the Department of Mysteries there never really was anyone in the hall ever. Which is part of why this whole situation was happening, he should never have gone to limbo in the first place! Grinding his teeth together in irritation Sirius made a mental note to complain to the minister of magic once Voldemort was defeated.
Letting go of the door handle Sirius walked onward toward the final exit door. He wrenched that one open as well and stormed into the elevator. There were few people in the elevator but each and every one of them knew who he was.
"Oh my God, it's Sirius Black!"
bows head in shame Please forgive me! I promise, it won't (well, more than likely it will but maybe not again on this particular story…) happen again! I'm so sorry! It's been ages since I updated! Well, I hope this chapter was worth it. So what'd you think? Better than the last chapter? (this comment has been directed at agge? Is that your name?) And to everyone else, Please Review!
- I swear I'll update sooner this time! Please don't abandon me! Remo
