A/N:
Okay I am back and with the third chapter! Can we believe that we are this far already! I want to apologize that the chapters are so short. In order to make up for the shortness, I shall do two things. One I shall try and elongate the chapter and I shall also try and update as often as possible. So I want to thank you when I checked on July First this story had already received sixteen hits. Which is far more than I expected to get this far into the story. If anyone had noticed, I did at one point make an attempt to write this story once before. I now however have deleted that story. I here right now want to give props to my girl Neelhtak or no most people Kathleen. Who are the inspiration and the person behind our Kat here! Let's give her the proper respect Bows Respectfully in Kat's general direction! This chapter is a little longer than the other two preceding chapters, so I hope you enjoy it. Okay now onto the next chapter!
- Harmony May
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER OR ANY REALATED CHARACTERS THAT ARE IN THE BOOKS, OR RELATED MEMORBELIA! Now I hope that this is a little clearer!
Spoilers: All of the books 1-5
Tears
Chapter Three: A Smaller Family Now
Ivy dragged herself from the chair that seemed to me shrinking and closing in on her. The room has spinning, she managed to stagger to the door and swing it open. She stumbled into the foyer, where many of the order sat around in chairs. Ivy's throat closed she began gasping and clawing at her throat. No! Her mind screamed. No, this can't be happening! He survived all these years and now… the thoughts racing through her mind a lightning speed. The room and the people that were starting to surround her were getting fuzzy around the edges. Ivy fell to her knees still gasping for the air that would not fill her arms. She looked up and he was standing in front of her tears in his eyes. "Sirius" she the name barley made it passed her lips, and the room started to turn back. Ivy heard the far off voice. "Mom? Oh Gods hold on mom". And she passed out. She woke some time later. Before she even opened her yes she knew where she was. She was in Sirius's bed. She could smell him; she could smell him on everything. From the pillows to the sheets and the blanket, she could smell him on everything. Tears formed in her eyes, and she pulled one of the pillows to her, and rapped her self around it smelling him made her feel him close to her.
It was ten past one on Privet Drive, and Harry was starting to grow impatient. He kept looking from the watch on his wrist to the clock on the wall. "Stop fidgeting so much you boy!" snapped Uncle Vernon from behind his newspaper. They were sitting in the living room. Aunt Petunia was of in the kitchen making up a lunch for Dudley. Uncle Vernon broke the silence in the living room, " They are coming…err…the normal way, this time right?" he asked setting down the paper for a brief moment. Then lifting back to apparently study the personal ads. "I suppose, the probably wouldn't want to draw to much attention to themselves. Or me for that matter, it's too dangerous. " Harry said actually wondering the same question. Uncle Vernon threw down the paper, "And why would they not want attention? And would it be dangerous?" he roared. Harry's mind raced, should he tell his uncle about the war, or what? They might come here to look for him. They might hurt his Aunt and Uncle, or even Dudley. Harry found himself wondering why he cared, when an owl flew in through the open window. " What!" Uncle Vernon yelled. "Why is there a ruddy owl in my house? What have I told you boy!" Harry practically ripped the letter from the bird's leg. Who hooted angrily and landed on the back of the couch. Harry tore open the letter:
Dear Harry,
We have a change of plans. Dumbledore will be the one to come get you…. Yes I know what your thinking. Things are happening Harry, things that cannot be discussed here in this letter. One thing is cretin is that your cousin Dudley must accompany Dumbledore and you. All we be explained at another time, than at this moment.
Yours Truly
Remus Lupin
Harry gaped at the letter in his hands. "What? What is it boy? Have you been kicked out of the freak school of yours?" Uncle Vernon asked. Harry shook his head numbly and handed the letter to his uncle who looked quite surprised. Uncle Vernon snatched the letter and read it. As he read the page uncle Vernon's little beady eyes grew larger and his large face grew purpled. "No! No I will not stand for this! My son shall not be corrupted by this freaky little world of yours!" He shouted throwing the letter into Harry's face. There was another hoot and a large tawny owl flew in through the window. " Another Bloody owl!" Uncle Vernon shouted. Harry took the letter from the owl. He looked at the just before he ripped it open. "Ummm. Uncle Vernon… It's addressed to you" Harry said puzzled holding out the letter to his astounded Uncle. He grabbed the letter and opened and began to read it. His Uncle went from his very purple complexion to a sickly shade of white. "Dudley!" he yelled. Harry looked confused. "What does the letter say Uncle Vernon?" Harry asked reaching out for the letter. Uncle Vernon whipped out of his reach. " You…. You have gotten my son into danger?" he said bearing down on Harry. " No… I… What?" Harry asked perplexed and backing up into the wall. "This letter" Uncle Vernon said brandishing it at Harry. This says that an evil killer wizard may want to hurt Dudley, to get to you! You put my son in danger!" Uncle Vernon said grabbing Harry by the shirt with his free hand. " No… I " but Harry was cut of by Dudley finally entering the room. "What is it dad?" he asked looking puzzled. "You need to pack your things Duddy… You're in danger and we…" Then there was a knock at the door.
Ivy wandered down the stairs rapped in a robe it was night now and everyone was asleep. There was fumbling and a banging someone of in the direction of the kitchen. Ivy froze and pulled out her wand and held it out before her. She shook slightly as she crept silently down the stairs, and towards the kitchen. She swung open the door wand out in front of her. "Oh mom! You are awake!" said Kat who was at the sink washing out a bottle. Ivy looked at her daughters face. There were dark circles under her eyes and her face was streaked and puffy, as if she had been crying. Ivy sighed and lowered her wand and put it back into her robes. She looked over at the table she froze briefly and stared at her son Sirius, who was bouncing baby Lilly on his knee. She let the air that was filling her lungs go. Sirius looked so much like his father. They were almost identical, no wonder they choose to name him after her father. Sirius Jr. though had been known as Cy, a nickname his father had jokingly given him when he was a baby, and they found out he was blind in one eye. " Our little Cyclops!" he had said jokingly. Sirius was joking of course. It was the summer after their seventh year. Cy had been born out of wedlock a major blow to both sides of the family. Both family's tried to keep Ivy's pregnancy a secret. They had met and started dating at the end of fifth year. They tried to keep the relationship hushed for none of their family's would have approved. Sirius was a Pure Blood, and only Ivy's father was a Wizard. Her father detested the Black's, but grew to love Sirius as a member of the family. While Sirius's mother had hated Ivy from the beginning and always would.
Ivy snapped out of her memories and sat down at he table across from her son. He attempted to smile at her. He leaned over to pat her shoulder and his sleeve rolled up. " WHAT is THAT!" she screamed wrenching the sleeve all the way up his arm to stare at barbed wire going around his bicep. "That… err… well that is a tattoo." Cy said laughing at his mother nervously. "This is not acceptable! What kind of example are you setting for your little sisters! I mean Kat is already trying to get one!" Ivy ranted. Kat froze and attempted to sink into the shadows of the kitchen, her hand over her stomach. Where her tattoo lay hidden. Ivy saw the movement out of the corner of her eye, and the mom instincts set. "Kathleen Elizabeth Black don't you move!" she shouted whipping around to point at her daughter. "Where is it?" she hissed. Kat's head sank knowing that she lost, and knowing she was going to be in more trouble when her mom saw the belly-button ring as well. She lifted her tank top, and waited for the scream. It came as expected. " Kat… Kat… how? How? Another piercing! I said no more after the first two!" Ivy yelled waving her arms franticly. Kat looked down at her stomach. She liked them, the tattoo was a cat and the ring was shaped like the cat's nose. She thought that it was awfully clever. " That's it you are grounded! For four months!" Ivy said sharply. Kat was furious her dad died and she was grounded!
" What about you mom! Huh you have a tattoo!" Kat yelled feeling quite proud of her retort.
"What she has a tattoo?" asked Cy.
"Yeah… and dad had one two they were representations of how much they loved each other!"
"How… How do you know that?" Ivy whispered shocked.
"I read one of your old diaries. One you had back when you were sixteen. Like I am now."
" Dude do you know what their tattoos were?' asked Cy slightly intrigued that his mother actually might have done something wrong.
"Yeah. Mom's was dad's name in a paw pint and dads was mom's name on an ivy leaf."
" Well that's actually kind of swe…"
"Shut you mouth Cy! You young lady in exchange for never telling anyone, and I mean ANYONE especially grandma are officially not grounded! Deal" Ivy said exasperated with fear that her mother might find out that she had a tattoo. Kat pondered this thought for a moment. Well, she thought this could come in handy later… and who ever said black mail was bad? Kat set the now full bottle down in front of Lilly. "I think mom… that I will keep this one to my self for a while." She said leaving the kitchen and hr gaping mother behind.
A/N:
Okay, so here we are again. This chapter I tried to make a little longer than the rest of them, so I hope that you all like it. Ummmmmm big favors can more of you review. I got like one real review, but like thirty something hit's! Yeah thanks a bunch!
-Harmony May