A/N: I'm waiting for Sirius Black to come over so I can learn the Memory Charm to use on J.K. Rowling. Until then, I don't own anything.
Chapter 2: Ow! Uh oh…
Harry was sitting down on an old, dusty trunk with his head in his hands. He had just explained to Hermione about Sirius' letter… twice. Harry could handle a lot of things: his parents' death, being ridiculed by half of the wizard population, even Voldemort returning, but Hermione's pacing was sometimes too much.
"So let me get this straight," she started while circling Harry's trunk, "you found a letter from 'Sirius,'" she used quotations on his name, which made Harry raise his eyebrows. "Well, we don't know for a fact that it's really his letter!" It could be a forgery of some sort."
"He signed it with his pet name!" Harry explained louder than needed. "He left the password that only the Marauders knew of! How else could you explain all that?" Harry asked defiantly.
"Dark wizards can be very shrewd and cunning, Harry," Hermione stated matter-of-factly. "All I'm saying is that we should be careful."
"Of course," Harry said like a child, "I wouldn't do anything rash or something… So when can we start?" he said enthusiastically.
Hermione stopped herself from rolling her eyes. "First, we need to find out to perform this Andormiens spell. I've heard of it before, but I never tried it out."
"Andormiens, huh?" Harry said, trying to remember if he had heard of it before also.
But as soon as Harry said 'Andormiens,' there was a shifting noise to his left, even though Hermione was on his right.
"What the?" Harry said, whipping his head around to see where it was coming from. The next thing he knew, a book was being pelted at his face from the bookshelf. Before he could do anything, it hit his forehead and knocked him off his trunk.
"Oh bloody hell!" he yelled out from behind the trunk. Hermione came rushing to his side, but he had already started to stand up. "It's all right. I'm ok." Harry rubbed his head while stiffly walking over to the now-stationary book. On the cover was the title 'Dark Magic No One Remembers.' He looked at Hermione and after getting the okay, he reached down and picked it up. Inside the front cover was another note.
'Hey Harry,
'Did you like that spell? I made it so that when a certain word is repeated three times, this book is unveiled. I hope it didn't hurt anyone. I was in a rush when I put the spell on it.'
"Yeah, no one got hurt all right," Harry said sardonically. Hermione walked over to Harry and read over his shoulder.
'Inside is the spell you need for the Life-Alter. I hope it works out for you!
'Snuffles.'
Hermione grabbed the book viciously from Harry's hands. "Ah ha! Here it is!" she yelled out seconds later. "Andormiens. Says here, oh."
"What?" Harry asked fretfully. He had grown to hate that word 'oh.'
"It's a… really easy spell," Hermione said breathlessly.
"Well, that's good," Harry said suggestively.
"But," Hermione continued. "It must be performed on the first quarter moon." (A/N: I hate how it's always the full moon, so I decided to make it different).
"When's that?" Harry asked.
"If I'm correct—"
"Which you always are."
"It's tonight."
"All right. Ready?"
"Ready when you are," answered Harry.
It was close to midnight and everybody, except Harry and Hermione of course, had gone to bed. Harry was pacing around with his wand in his right hand and the Life-Alter in his left.
"Go. Start," Hermione commended.
Harry inhaled sharply and turned towards Hermione. Since it was a powerful spell, they decided to do it together, so they would have a lesser chance of messing up. Hermione grabbed a firm hold on Harry's upper arm. Their wand hands shot straight out so the tips were two feet away from each other. Both started to move their wooden wands in two slow circles. Abruptly, they swished their wands and shouted, "Andormiens!"
Neither noticed a crack from outside the door.
By this time, Harry was violently shaking; partially because this spell took a lot of control and energy, but also because he was anxious. He would be seeing his godfather again!
"Sirius Black!" he yelled out.
He started to twist the Life-Alter while Hermione was still firmly grasping his arm. The moment he went through rotating once, the door burst open.
Fred sprang into the room like a tiger, closely followed by George.
"Oy, I told you somebody was awake—." Fred was cut off abruptly.
Harry, who was already twittering like a bug, had jumped in surprise at the booming sound of the door. His hands accidentally slipped and twisted the black end of the Life-Alter. He and Hermione disappeared with a faint pop!
"Jeez," Fred mumbled to George, "if those two wanted to be alone, all they had to do was ask." George nodded in agreement before they Apparated back to their rooms.
A/N: Dun dun dun! So… do you think it's good enough to review? I just want to thank my entire total of FOUR reviewers. You all rock!