A/n: yeah this was inspired and came to be by my break up with my b/f last night. Enjoy for you and me
Mi-Chi
It has so far been 2 hours since the "oh so dreadful news" of the death of the Dursley's hit the ears of Harry Potter. Well the time is now and the date is today as Harry would say. He was now flying to 12 grimmwauld place. Sirius' House.
They took Dudley by port key while Harry asked to fly, he was now flying over the large city of London. He thanked the gods that Dumbledore had aloud the use of magic out of school. With the war, and the threat on everyone, it was the only solution to keeping hazards at a low.
He was letting the wind frazzle his hair but all together it still was hard flying on the broom he gave him. He kept it always in his pocket minimized. Harry had only gone to Grimwauld place once since summer started and there he found the new and improved Wind Rider 2007 sitting on his bed. A good bye present from Sirius. Harry started remembering the things he thought he had put behind him.
"Dam you Siris." Harry sighed.
o-o flashback o-o
"Harry?" Sirius questioned.
"What do you need?" Harry smiled.
"You remember how I told you about you staying, right?" Sirius asked a little shaky.
"I can't, can I?" Harry sighed.
"No. Dumbledore won't allow it." Sirius seemed to be disappointed.
"Dammed." Harry whispered.
'Click'
Harry looked up and saw that Sirius was gone.
o-o flash-forward o-o
Harry sighed as he knew Sirius was being distant for the reason being he knew he would die. It kind of like this, when a witch or wizard is going to die you are given a 1 year warning so that you can make the best of it. The worst thing is that you can't change it.
Yeah. He was miserable but slowly he smirked as he saw her fly his way.
"Look who it is. It's a weed." Harry sneered.
"Lookie here its scar head." Sighed Pansy.
"What has the weed lost her fun spirit?" Harry pawed, hoping to get a little excitement in his life.
"Oh grand. Scar head is coming to me to have sex! Oh baby, oh baby, turn me on." Pansy replied with as much sarcasm as one could muster.
"Since when have I needed to be so desperate?" Harry shot back.
"Since no one has wanted to take your virginity." Pansy replied with disdain.
"Aww. I am sure if I still had it you'd want to take it but don't worry. You can be jealous of Meya." Harry smirked.
"Wait! Whoa! You actually got Meya, no, The Ravenclaw Meya into you bed? Are you sure you didn't rape her, cause that don't count." Pansy shook her head in astonishment.
"Wouldn't you like to know?" Harry yelled he shot out want to leave pansy in shock. The little bout had helped Harry a little but the excitement never did last long now a days, only a few minutes.
"Dam. I'll just stay at the leaky cauldron." Harry sighed aloud.
He was slowly but steadily in the sky when he felt a hand on his shoulder.
"Sirius?"