I am so sorry for the late update. I had to get a root canal a couple days ago and I've been on pills. And then I didn't have any idea what to write for this story. Here's a chapter. It's an introduction to Sirius I guess. The next chapter will be easier to write. Anyway I'm thinking of switching my update date to Sunday. I'm just so busy during the week.

R&R and I don't own anything!

The next day Harry made his way to the Great Hall where he got his schedule. He wouldn't be in History of Magic until after Herbology. Harry walked with his fellow Gryffindors and listened to Professor Sprout's welcoming speech. After that class was over Harry rushed to the History of Magic classroom. It was weird. Nowhere in his right mind did he ever think he would be rushing with anticipation to a History of Magic class and yet, here he was running down the corridor. Ron was running in the background trying to catch up.

"Slow down Harry!" Ron called. "Do you even know if we are going the right way?"

"Yes Ron," Harry called back. "I know my way around the castle. It's not that big!"

"Not that big? Harry it's a bloody castle!" Ron shouted.

Harry stopped running. Ron stopped next to Harry a few seconds later and tried to catch his breath.

"We're here," Harry said opening the History of Magic classroom door. Harry's mouth dropped open when he saw the inside of the classroom. The classroom that used to be a boring gray with photographs of famous people throughout the history was completely different. Each wall was painted a different color. The walls were green with silver lining, red with gold lining, yellow with black lining, and blue with bronze lining, and the ceiling, oddly enough, was painted purple. Along the walls were pictures of Sirius dressed up as Lee Smith. Only they weren't like the photos Gilderoy Lockhart had up when he was teaching, (which Harry was not looking forward too) they were funny photos. There was one of Sirius in the duck pose and another with him and two cardboard stand dolls of models. There were lots more of Sirius making ridiculous faces. The desk all had name plates on them. Harry looked around and saw his name on the desk that was in the middle of the front row. He slowly made his way to the seat. Ron followed Harry into the classroom and took his seat. (His seat was in the back of the room.) More students began to filter in.

When everyone was in the classroom and seated they looked around for Professor Lee Smith, or in Harry's case, Sirius. It was a good five minutes of silence before Sirius finally graced the class with his presence. Harry's eyes grew wide as he took in Sirius' outfit. Unlike all the other professors who wore normal robes, Sirius was wearing nothing but an animal skin cloth around his lower waist and was carrying a wooden club.

"Today, ladies and gentlemen, we are going to be talking about wizards back in the Stone Age and how are history started," Sirius said in a happy voice. "Throughout this course you will learn what magic is all about. Now first off, can anyone tell me what happened to the earliest witches and wizards?"

Harry looked around. Nobody's hand went up. Not even Hermione, which Harry found quite shocking. Hermione knew everything.

"Mr. Potter? What do you think?" Sirius asked.

Harry turned and glared at Sirius. It was just like him to put him in the spotlight.

"Well," Harry said. "I suppose that the early wizards were the ones that started the humans evolving until eventually they became who they are today."

"Close, but no cigar," Sirius said swinging his club around.

A few wizards behind Harry whispered to each other on what exactly Sirius had said.

"Wizards didn't do anything to help early muggles on their way. Wizards back then weren't as kind to muggles as they are now. Infact, wizards nearly killed all of the muggles, but they weren't successful in killing a group known as the homo-sapiens. A muggle-born was able to keep the other wizards away allowing muggles to populate the world."

Harry stared at Sirius. He was wondering if what Sirius was saying was true or some crap that Sirius made up to look like he knew what he was actually doing. Sirius went off on the brave muggle-born who saved the muggle race.

"Now, for your homework I want a full two pages on the muggle-born who kept the other wizards away from her group. Class dismissed."

The students slowly got up. They were unsure on what to do. Sirius had ended fifteen minutes early. Were they allowed to leave early?

"Well go on," Sirius said. "There are a lot more fun things to do then sit around in a class room listening to a teacher drone on."

The students rushed out of the room in a hurry. Harry, who hadn't even left his desk, was watching Sirius. He made sure that everyone was gone and waited a few more minutes after words to make sure no one was in hearing distance before finally talking.

"So, Lee," Harry said. "How's teaching?"

"It's actually kind of fun," Sirius said. "Don't tell Remus I said that though."

"Why are you here?" Harry asked.

"To hang out with you, obviously. I mean I could be wandering around endless streets as a dog but I'd rather not. I don't like going to the bathroom in public. People stare."

"But this is nuts! Sirius you are going to get caught and then they are going to kill you?" Harry said.

"Relax Harry, I've got everyone fooled. Besides don't you have another class to be getting too?"

"I don't think so—oh," Harry said. "Snape is going to kill me!"

Harry rushed around to get his bags. As he ran out the door he turned to look at Sirius.

"This isn't over! Meet me here after classes."

Harry then began rushing his way to the Potions classroom and hoped that Snape hadn't started already. But, Harry feared he already had.