A/N: Sorry it took forever! I was busy reading the books. (cough) Hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to meeee... 'cept this Sirius plushie. (huggie)

Experience With Me
Chapter Two

I'm Here

Harry awoke to the sound of his aunt's constant nagging outside his bedroom door. She continued yelling at Harry to get up and fix them breakfast. The boy quickly got out of bed, got into some clothes and headed downstairs to the kitchen. Uncle Vernon seemed extremely happy and Dudley still had that evil smile on his face. Aunt Petunia snapped her head to Harry as he quickly placed food on the table. Before he could take a seat, Vernon stopped him.

"What do you think you're doing?" he asked in a deep voice.

"I was going to eat some breakf-"

Uncle Vernon interrupted Harry with a loud chuckle. "You? Eating with us? Ridiculous!"

"But… you let me eat with you last night…"

"Hah! Yes, yes. Well, we just needed you that night because that face you had was pure gold. It shouldn't be wasted upstairs while it should be shared with everyone, right Dudley?"

Dudley nodded happily and continued eating his bacon.

Before Harry could exit from the kitchen, a loud roar sounded behind him.

"Stop right there, you twit," Uncle Vernon yelled as he got up from his chair.

Harry turned to face him, trying to look innocent. He really hoped Uncle Vernon didn't realize Hedwig had come back…

"Do you remember what today is?" Vernon asked with no emotion.

A sigh of relief escaped from the boy's mouth.

"Uh… My bir-" Harry paused and thought it over. "Er-I mean… no, I don't."

The man groaned at Harry's poor memory. "Your aunt, Dudley and I will be heading to a friend's party this afternoon."

"Oh, that's nice," Harry lied.

"And," Vernon shuddered for a moment as if a cold breeze brushed passed him. "Since I do not trust you alone in the house, you're coming with us."

Harry didn't blink. And, without thinking, he replied, "But, I don't want to come."

"LISTEN!" the pudgy man pounded his fist against the wall behind his nephew. "As much as I want to leave you behind, we can't take any chances! You'll just find a way to bring your magic crap back!"

Harry frowned and drooped his head down. He had forgotten that his spell books and other supplies had been rudely thrown away yesterday. Even if his uncle miraculously left him behind, he wouldn't know where to search for his things. His owl probably couldn't search for lost objects either.

Dudley came waddling into the hallway, holding his plate of food with both hands.

"But… I don't want him to come! What if he embarrasses us in front of everybody?"

"Well then," Aunt Petunia called from the kitchen. "Then we'll just have to leave him in the car, right honey?"

"Just what I was thinking!" Uncle Vernon grinned. "You hear that, boy? You'll be staying in the car until after the party, you understand now?"

Harry nodded and without saying a word, headed up the stairs. There was obviously no need to test his uncle's temper. If he did, he would probably be sent to Mrs. Figg's house. Harry shuddered at the thought and slowly dragged himself into his room.

Closing the door behind him, he collapsed on his small bed and groaned into his pillow. Hedwig chirped softly, giving her owner his full attention. She kicked her empty food bowl and chirped slightly louder. Harry shook his head slowly and turned to lie on his back.

"No… I can't let you out to hunt for food. Remember, the Dursley's sent you away. They'd be furious if they saw you," he turned to his owl with a frown. "You understand that?"

Hedwig spread her wings as far as she could go and shook her head around. Harry smiled weakly and sat up. His eyes peered over to the loose floorboard for a moment. That's when he remembered the letter from Sirius yesterday. Harry lifted his head and grabbed the letter from under the pillow. It said that he was going to come today. Today? In broad daylight! Was he crazy? What if someone spotted him and was sent to jail? Harry should have sent a letter to him right after he read it, but Uncle Vernon would have definitely heard Hedwig a mile away.

His heart was pounding. If he was finally going to live with his godfather… then he wouldn't have to worry about the Dursley's pestering him every second. He could do anything he pleased without anyone to stop him. Of course Harry was excited but… what if Sirius couldn't take him home?

He paused.

"Oh, no," he gasped. He stood up and walked towards Hedwig's cage. "If Sirius is coming to get me… no one's going to be home then!" he panicked. Harry knew he shouldn't have accepted his uncle's offer to go to that party. "Maybe it's not too late!"

As he swung his bedroom door open, he spotted Dudley crouching where the door was. He stood up without saying a word. The expression on his face looked so shocked and afraid.

"You… how did you get your owl back? And… S-Sirius?"

"It's not wh-" Harry paused. How could he have forgotten? The Dursley's were absolutely afraid of the murderer. A small smile appeared on Harry's face as he stepped up to Dudley.

"Listen," Harry started. "Please don't tell Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon, okay? Because… if word got out to Sirius Black…"

"Y-Yes! I understand!" In no time, Dudley disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Harry sighed in relief. He felt bad using his godfather as a threat, but he couldn't help it. As he rushed down the stairs, his uncle and aunt were already dressed and waiting in the living room. They looked a little impatient until they finally spotted their nephew standing on the stairs. Uncle Vernon growled and stomped towards him.

"NOW LOOK! WE'RE LATE BECAUSE OF YOU!"

"I-I'm sorry," Harry lied. Before forgetting why he came down, he quickly asked if he could stay behind, even if it meant going to Mrs. Figg's place.

Uncle Vernon sneered and tugged Harry's arms with much force Harry thought he really swiped his arm off. Everyone stepped out of house with a loud slam of the door closing behind.

"Listen you, we made a decision, and we're going to stick to it!"

Harry sighed. Thinking he didn't have to do it, he tugged his arm back and said, "I guess so. It'd be terrible to know what Sirius Black, you know… my godfather, would respond to all of this…"

The Dursley's froze. Dudley hid behind his skinny mother while Vernon turned to Harry. His legs were shaking with fear and his mustache was flaring up.

"S-Sirius…? Y-You mean… you've been having contact with him?"

"Yep," Harry had to hide his mouth from the slight smile.

Uncle Vernon wasn't sure how to respond to that. He looked over to his wife who was busy cowering with her son who was behind her. Vernon sighed shakily and finally responded,

"All right… y-you can stay… BUT… there better… be no… funny business!"

"Of course not," Harry said as he shook his head.

He sat on the porch steps as he watched the Dursley's swerve out of their driveway and drove with such speed that it almost matched The Firebolt's. With a short victory twirl, Harry turned for the door. But to his surprise, the door was shut tightly. He turned the knob with so much force his hands were already getting blisters. He leaned against the door and slid down to the ground. The only thing Harry could do now was wait until his godfather would arrive. But, how long would that be?

Two hours managed to pass by. Harry's only form of entertainment was the birds chirping and people walking to and from the local supermarket. No one even bothered to ask why Harry had been sitting outside. And to make matters worse, the blazing sun was bothering the poor boy as it was leaving sunburns on his arms and face. Of course, he tried moving into shaded areas, but there was barely anywhere to hide under. The Dursley's didn't own a single tree therefore hiding from the sun was impossible.

Harry, who was sweating like mad, stood up and dragged himself to the backyard. However, the fence was closed shut, making Harry swear softly to himself. He felt like he was going to die if he didn't have something to cool him down. That's when he heard a loud tapping coming from the top floor. Harry ran to the front and turned, spotting Hedwig tapping her small beak through her cage and onto the window. She looked really disgruntled what with staying in a hot room for nearly three hours. Harry gestured to his owl to calm down. There wasn't much for him to do… If only his window was open.

As morning flew by, Harry's stomach was aching. It was probably lunchtime already… He really wished he could have grabbed something to eat. The boy's face was hotter than the sun's and he felt absolutely thirsty. He was a little lightheaded and felt a faint coming. However, a sudden rustling of the bushes nearby made Harry's head jerk up. He clumsily got to his feet, leaning against the wall as he did so, and gently pushed himself towards the bush. It stopped moving for a second and out came a big black dog with a look of sympathy on its face. Harry knew right away that that was his godfather, Sirius in his Animagus form. A smile spread on his face as he fell back into the wall, tired from supporting himself up.

"… you… you finally made it…"

Before he knew it, he tilted sideways and fainted.

A/N: End of chapter two! To tell you the truth, I actually rushed through this chapter. I don't really like how I wrote it, but oh well! If I had to rewrite it, it'll probably come out differenly and I would just throw it away. (cough) Oh well. I'm satisfied now. (thumbs up) Anyways! Look out for Chapter Three really soon! I hope you enjoyed reading and please tell me how you though of it!