The common room was crowded with people. Every chair and couch in the room was occupied. The Gyfindors had had a hard day. Most of them had to deal with a group of Slytherins in their classes, and with the rumor that Voldemort was now in the Hospital Wing, unconscious, didn't help the matter.

A silence greeted Harry and Sirius as they entered the common room. Trying to act like no thing was wrong, they scanned the room for Ron and Hermione. Finding them, Harry and Sirius quickly made their way over to where the two were sitting. They were sitting on a couch with its back facing both Harry and Sirius. Sirius put his finger on his lips and crept closer.

"Ron, you don't understand, do you?" Whispered Hermione.

"What's there to understand?" Ron sounded a bit annoyed. "Ginny still hasn't completely gotten over her obsession with my best friend, and Harry is staring at her a little more than I would like." Sirius turned to face Harry; his eyes were shining mischievously. Harry's face reddened. "Harry can not like my baby sister, Hermione."

"She's not a baby anymore, Ronald. She is the same age we were when we started going out."

"But she's my sister!"

"And if Harry likes her, let him. I mean it's not like either are going to find out. They're completely oblivious," Hermione said reassuringly to Ron. Harry's face got redder and redder with embarrassment.

"What did you find of Ginny's..."

"What do you mean?" Hermione said innocently.

"I know my sister. She would never tell anyone that. And this is after she convinced everyone that she had stopped liking him," explained Ron.

"Well, I… I mean, we were in the library. Ginny left her notebook on the table. I got up to find her, but she was gone. So, I put it down on top on my things to give it to her later, I noticed Harry's picture on it. In fact, it was all over the notebook along with his name in hearts. The one I saw was a picture of their wedding, hand-drawn." Ron made a choking noise. Hermione continued; clearly she was enjoying this form of torture. "Wait, Ron, there was more." Clearly Sirius couldn't take any more. He stood up and cleared his throat.

"Hermione, I know I'm enjoying this greatly, but my godson here… Well, I think if you went on he would wet himself from embarrassment."

A look of shock was on both of their face. Sirius, whom moments before he was trying desperately not to laugh, cracked. He was now hanging off of Harry, who was crimson red. Sirius was whipping tears from his eyes, he was laughing so hard. Everyone in the common room was in shock; a few were holding their breath in fear. Hermione slowly got up, not taking her eyes off the shaking man before her.

"Sirius?" She asked cautiously. She knew very well no one could come back from the dead, but here in front of her was a man she knew to be dead.

"Yes?" Sirius answered trying to look her in the eyes but it was to hard. "Why does everyone look like their seeing a ghost, Harry? Do I really look that bad?" Harry chuckled and shrugged.

"Sirius!" She ran up to him and wrapped her arms tightly around his neck. The common room as a whole let out a gasp. It could not have been more in sync if there was a conductor. Not caring, Hermione continued to hold on not letting go.

"Hermione," Sirius said out of breath. Hermione grunted. "Hermione, I can't breathe."

"Oh, sorry." She let of him and stared him in the eye. "Sirius Tahmores Black, don't you ever do that to me ever again. I swear, if you do that again, I will personally kill you."

"Yes ma'am." Sirius said giving her his best puppy face he could.

"I'm serious."

Minutes later there was a mad rush to get up stairs, and away for Sirius. The mood tensed when Visco came into the common room in the mad rush, to get up stairs, still looking like Voldemort. Everyone stopped and looked at Harry, expecting him to do something. Harry just stood there, trying not laugh.

"Potter," Visco sneered, he to was trying not to laugh. He pulled out his wand and pointed it at Harry. A few girls screamed.

"Tom Riddle we meet again." Harry also pulled put his wand.

"You are trapped this time, Potter. There is no port key to save you. I think it's time for you to join your parents." Sirius, catching on to what Harry and Visco were doing, decided to join in the fun. He pulled out his wand and pointed it Visco.

"Get out of here." Sirius made a black top hat appear in front of him.

"What are you going to do with that, Black? Is a dragon going to come out of there?" He pointed his wand at the hat.

"Now that's not a bad idea, but no. Worse, much worse." Sirius gave a howling laugh and started saying what seemed like a long, complicated spell. The rest of the common room waited in baited breath. Sirius tapped the hat once and backed up a few steps. Out of the hat came a sound that shook the floor. Visco gave a look a horror at the hat and flattened up against the wall. A tiny white bunny stumbled out of the hat. On its back were large pink wings that made it very top heavy. A scarlet jet of fire came out of its mouth as it hit the floor and awkwardly walked toward Voldemort.

"Hey Voldie? Keep your pants on, it's only a bunny." Harry said laughing. By this time the bunny had reached Voldemort, and was now rubbing its head against Voldemort's leg.

"Come on, Potter, lets end this now." Visco said kicking the bunny away from him, receiving another jet of fire in his direction. Both Harry and Visco got into dueling positions. Harry shouted his spell first. Voldemort was now wearing a pink dress and was covered head to toe in lace. Everyone in the common room was laughing, no longer scared.

"You will pay for that, Potter." He shot the tickling curse at Harry.

"Ok, ok. Visco stop. Game over, you win." Harry said through tears of laughter. Visco? People around whispered to each other. They only saw Voldemort in pink and lace. Visco said the counter curse, and helped Harry of the ground.

"Do I still look like him?" Harry nodded, "Oh sorry." He took a green bottle out of his cloak and drank it. Slow Visco returned to how he normally looked. Voldemort's black hair was replaced with dirty blond, and his eyes turned back to hazel. The pink and laces were gone, and his normal clothes were back.

The rest of the night passed with Ron, Hermione, and Harry catching Sirius up on everything he had missed. The night ended when Sirius remembered he was now a teacher and yelled at them to go to bed.

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