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Chapter 6: Visiting

"Fizzing Whizbees." The gargoyle didn't move. "Lemon Drop. Cockroach Cluster. Bertie Bott's? Chocolate Frog?" The gargoyle sprang to life and leapt aside. Harry climbed slowly up the stairs. He took a deep breath and knocked.

"Come in," said a soft voice. Harry entered.

"Hello, Harry. What can I do for you?"

"Professor Dumbledore, I was wondering… I'd like to go visit Sirius. At St. Mungo's."

"Harry, I'm afraid I cannot allow you to go until the holiday break."

"But-" Harry sputtered. "Why not?"

"Harry, you are in school. I'm afraid I cannot dismiss you from your classes unless the occasion is an emergency."

"But… fine, professor! I can see that you still hold the same feelings that you did in fifth year! Fine!" Harry stormed out.

"Hermione?"

"Harry! What do you want?"

Listen, I'm sorry. I should have listened to you. Sirius is gone now. They took him to St. Mungo's."

Hermione gasped. "Harry, I… I'm so sorry… I didn't know."

"Yeah, well, I don't like it either. I miss him. That's why I'm going to visit him. Dumbledore won't let me go until Christmas, so I'm going without his knowledge. I need someone to come with me. Will you?"

"I… I don't know, Harry. If Dumbledore said no, he must have a good reason, right? I mean, he loves Sirius, too."

Harry gaped at her. "So… you don't want to see Sirius?"

"I do, Harry; don't get me wrong. I just don't think we should go against Dumbledore's wishes, that's all."

"That's all? That's all! Sirius doesn't remember anything, and now he's gone from us and you don't even want to see him! That's just all, Hermione. Fine, have it your way! I'll ask Ron; he's my friend."

"Hey, Ron? I'm going to visit Sirius in St. Mungo's. Dumbledore wouldn't let me until the holidays, so I'm going without his help. Will you come?"

"To see Sirius? I'd love to, Harry."

"I knew I could count on you, Ron."

"—but why doesn't Dumbledore want you to go?"

"I don't know. Something about being in school and it not being an emergency."

"Well, Dumbledore's gotten you this far, hasn't he?"

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Well… Dumbledore knows a hell of a lot more than you do, and he's always been right before, hasn't he?"

"What's your point?"

"Well… I just think that Dumbledore probably has his reasons for not wanting you to go, and they're probably important."

"But you're coming, right?"

Ron shook his head. "Sorry, mate."

"Fine! Just fine! I don't need either of you! I wanted a friend to back me up, and this is what I get? That's just fine!" Harry stormed off, shocked and angry.

Harry sat under the shade of the tree, listening to the scratch of quill on parchment as the girl with slate gray eyes next to him scribbled furiously. He paused, and looked at the almost empty piece of parchment in his lap.

"Adrienne?"

She didn't look up. "Yes?"

"Um… well, my godfather, Sirius, he… lost his memory. I used to be able to visit him here at Hogwarts, but now he's at St. Mungo's. I'm going to visit him there… I was wondering… would you come with me?"

She stopped abruptly and looked at him. "What?"

"Well… I thought I could count on you. I really need someone to be there with me."

Adrienne looked down. "Sorry. Can't." She started writing again.

"Please, Adrienne? I… I thought you would understand. We'll go this weekend. We'll be back soon. No one will even know we're gone. Please?"

Adrienne looked up again. "Well… all right."

Harry smiled. Adrienne turned back to her work.

Dear Diary,

I don't know how long I've been keeping a diary for… seems like all my life. I remember it's always been from 1:30 to 2:00 in the morning. That's the only time I'm free.

Today Harry asked me to go with him to visit his godfather at St. Mungo's. I feel so special that he asked me to go when he has two best friends he's inseparable with. I tried not to let it show… I guess I really couldn't anyway, so it doesn't matter. I'm so excited… Harry's the first friend I've ever had. Father made sure I didn't have any during school before… he said 'We Purebloods are too good for any of that'… having a friend is new to me…

I probably should go to bed… it's almost two.

Adrienne tucked away her quill and parchment as she felt herself losing control. She quietly went to bed.

Harry threw the powder into the fire, which promptly turned green. He had let Adrienne into the Gryffindor Common Room once it was all clear. He stepped in the fire and yelled, "St. Mungo's Hospital." Adrienne followed.

Harry and Adrienne climbed out of the fireplace, brushing the soot from their robes, and stood up. Harry looked on the sign and found Spell Damage- Floor 4. Once they had arrived on the fourth floor, Harry sprinted down the halls, his head snapping left and right, reading the names on the doors, looking for his godfather's.

Harry stopped at a door near the end of the corridor, Adrienne right behind him. He hesitated. His eyes were now glistening.

"Harry?" Adrienne asked carefully. "Are you okay?" Harry nodded and wiped his eyes.

"Yeah. Let's do this." He pushed open the door.

Sirius was sitting by a small window under a bright light, engrossed in a book.

Harry cleared his throat. "Uh, Sirius?"

Sirius turned around. "Harry! How did you…?"

"I had to see you," Harry said simply, sitting beside Sirius. "Oh, and this is Adrienne, my friend," he said.

Adrienne smiled shyly. "Hi," she said. She joined Harry.

"Sirius," Harry said. "I was going to show you these last time I saw you, but Hermione told me not to… anyway, I brought them now." Harry pulled out a small stack of bits of parchment from his pocket.

"There are two kinds of wizards, Sirius," Harry said, handing the stack to Sirius. "Here are some of the really notorious bad ones. Some tried to kill me, and… some tried to kill you."

Sirius flipped through the stack, briefly reading some of the descriptions.

"That's Malfoy's dad," Harry said. "He and I are pretty much enemies for life. He's in Slytherin. His dad was in Azkaban, but he escaped.

"That's Bellatrix, your cousin. She's the one that… that did this to you.

"And that's… Voldemort. The Dark Lord… he's the one that killed my mum and dad and tried to get me, too. Repeatedly."

Sirius stared at the picture and the article for a little while, then looked up. He saw Adrienne.

"I… I think I recognize you."

"You… do?" Harry asked, confused.

"I'm sure you're mistaken," Adrienne said.

"No, I… it's not all coming back, but I remember your face… from somewhere…"

"Sirius, I think you're mistaking Adrienne for someone else," Harry said concernedly.

"I… I'd better go," Adrienne said quickly. "Goodbye, Mr. Black. Bye, Harry. I'll see you back at Hogwarts." She left the room hastily.

Harry and Sirius both stared after her, both confused and Sirius trying to place her face.

Harry didn't notice Sirius didn't tell Adrienne to call him Sirius, not Mr. Black. He knew he hated being called Mr. Black.

A/N: I decided to end it right there, because I didn't know what else to put in it. Pretty reviews, please!

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