Chapter 5: Do you really have cookies?

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Harry was staring at his once thought dead godfather.

"Umm... Harry, just curious…. Umm... why are you dressed as a girl?"

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Harry smiled sheepishly at Sirius, who was looking rather confused but relived.

"Sirius..." Harry said slowly. "I'm so happy to see you! Umm... could we go talk somewhere more privet then this? I don't want people hearing us, and I don't want to cast spells in the middle of a muggle street…"

"Fine, let's go somewhere more private."

"Like where?"

"My house. Or rather," Sirius smiled "your house. I never did change that will after I came back."

"Grimmauld place?? But!! I've been trying to get away from the order all summer! What if Dumbledore recognizes me? And sends me back to the Dursley's...or maybe……" Harry rambled.

"Whoa, Harry, hold your skirt down. First of all Dumbledore isn't at HQ at the moment, and he'll only return later for the order meeting. You know how Dumbledore is; he'll probably leave right after. He's a busy man. If he comes back early, you'll just stay in my room."

"Oh. With you? On your bed? Alone?"

Sirius really looked frightened now.

"Harry…?"

"Uh. Sorry, habit." The boy smiled sheepishly. "Well, let's go then. I don't want to be caught by even more characters around here."

They walked over to number 12, which materialized by itself, growing like a balloon between the two houses on ether side.

Without knocking or ringing the bell, Sirius opened the door and let Harry in.

"We finally got my dear old mother off from the wall," Sirius said quietly. "So you can speak as loud as you want, but I wouldn't if I were you, since you're not really 'known' around here." He smiled.

"Now up you get. We only have about two hours until the order meeting, and by the state of you, I'm figuring it's going to be a long story."

As they went up the stairs, Harry saw that instead of the usual dead house-elf heads there were pictures of flowers and country-side views, and instead of the portrait of Mss. Black, there was a big ugly painting, of what looked like a gibbon with two black eyes.

Harry stared.

"It was Fred and George's idea. Molly didn't like it much, but the twins insisted. Said the house had to have a picture of its owner, and its way nicer then the old hag, anyway…" Sirius smiled.

"Not to mention the stronger sticking charm they came up with. Molly tried everything; wouldn't come off." Then he added, "You know, if you squint your eyes hard and not really look at it, it DOES look like you."

Harry punched him in the arm and walked on.

"I can't believe they actually kept that thing…" he murmured to himself. Sirius chuckled behind him.

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Sirius closed the door behind him.

"Now. Are you going to tell me why exactly I found you wandering around in women's clothes?"

Harry sighed.

"Well, you better sit down."

Suddenly, the door opened, and the second person closest to his father entered the room.

"Sirius, there you are, I was looking for you—"

Then he noticed Harry in the room.

"Oh, I'm sorry, did I interrupt somethi-" he stopped. Then he sniffed the air. His eyes became wide, staring unbelievingly. And then he sniffed the air again.

"Ha-Harry?!?"

Harry gave a small sheepish smile.

"Um... hi?"

"Harry!"

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THIS IS WHAT'S CALLED A 'CLIFF HANGER'. ENJOY!

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Kidding!

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Still kidding!

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"Harry!"

Pause.

"I think?"

"No you don't!" Sirius sniggered.

"Shut it, Black!"

Harry giggled before turning serious. (a/n: really funny, those jokes. No?)

"I know you want an explanation so here it is," and so Harry told them all about his summer adventure.

When he finished they stared at him.

Harry frowned, "what? Is there something on my face? Is my mascara running?"

Ramus turned to Sirius as though saying 'you're his godfather, you deal with him'. Sirius nodded and turned to Harry.

"I have two things to tell you," he started, his voice low and hard "first of all I can't believe you did this."

Harry ducked his head, even though he thought it was fun and all, he knew he would have to face the real world sometime.

"Second of all…" Sirius suddenly grinned. "I can't believe you did this!" he was bouncing up and down, like an excited kid in a candy shop with a pocket full of money.

Ramus glared at him "that's not what I meant Sirius; you're supposed to tell him about how irresponsible what he did was. Not to reward him for it."

"But Moooonny" the dog Animagus whined "think of all the things he did, we were looking everywhere for him for almost two weeks, and here he was all this time under our noses."

"Yeah, but still, he should be with us, safe, not wandering around porn sets making movies with who knows what kind of people getting all sorts of muggle diseases and foot funguses walking around naked."

"Foot funguses?? What the fuck's that??" Sirius laughed.

"You know what I mean! I don't want him to get hurt!"

"I won't!" Harry exclaimed. "Jonathan and the others are very good to me; we're very discreet and clean. Besides, as long as I work there, I have a place to live. And I really like the new look." He added.

"Well, as long as we get to see you often and-"

"Sirius! Ramus! The meeting is starting, Albus is here!" the voice of Molly Weasley came from down satires, interrupting Ramus.

"Oh shit! I've got to get out of here!" Harry bolted to the door, and opened it stopping a second to hear Sirius calling after him.

"No wait! If you get out there you'll be seen-"

Another shout came from outside the door.

"SIRIUS! RAMUS! Do I NEED to get up there?? FINE! Severus, YOU go!"

Harry cursed, quickly hurrying down the stairs.

Damm damm damm…. If the old coot catches me, I'm a goner.

Due to the fact that he hadn't watched where he was going, Harry, again, bumped into the last person he expected.

Oomph.

This time Harry fell backwards, his back hitting the stairs painfully.

"Ugh…"

"Watch where your going, you little-" Snape stopped and stared at him.

"You again! What are you doing here?"

"Nice to see you too..." Harry replied sarcastically, rolling his eyes. "Third time's a charm…" he then muttered.

"WHO are you?" Snape asked again forcefully.

"I'm... Here with Sirius..."

"BLACK! WHAT IS THIS MUGGLE DOING HERE?!"

"I'm right here, you know, no need to shout." Sirius appeared behind Harry followed by Ramus, and helped him up. Then with a small oh-this-is-gonna-be-fun smile, he added "and she's no muggle."

"You're magical?" the other man asked, eyes narrowing with suspicion.

"Yes, I'm magical, obviously." Harry answered. And he wasn't lying. He is magical. He just didn't say which gender.

"You will do better to pay attention to where you are trotting off to." Snape said irritably. "Didn't I tell you to watch where you're going?"

"Didn't I tell you to FUCK off?"

Sirius laughed in surprise and looked at Snape. "You two know each other?"

Harry smirked. "Why yes. I ran in to him a couple of times. Literally."

"Still an insolent girl, I see," Snape sneered. "I want to know why you're here, Miss!"

"And I want to know why you're not wearing that cute little outfit I saw you in the first time we met. That shirt really looked good on you!" Harry gave a mischief-filled smile. "Do you really have cookies?"

"Brat." Snape mumbled, and looked away, suddenly very interested in the painting beside him on the wall.

Harry's eyes widened, as did his smile.

Is he... blushing??

It was hard to tell, in the dim light of the hall.

"Now this is interesting..." Harry heard Sirius comment from beside him, "Care to share with us, Snape?"

"Why you little-"

"Severus! Why is it taking you this long to fetch Sirius and Ramus? Is there a proble- Well hello, young lady, who might you be?"

Oh shit oh shit oh shit.

Albus Dumbledore had just appeared behind Snape, looking slightly impatient, but his face changed to surprise as he saw Harry.

"Albus, I was on my way to get these two when she bumped into me."

"Yes, I see. Who are you miss, and what are you doing here?"

"My name is Lilo Sky, mister…"

"Dumbledore, Albus Dumbledore. Charmed." He took Harry's hand in his and kissed its back, while looking intently at him.

Eww eww eww!

"And what is a lovely young lady like you, doing here, in a place like this?"

Harry cringed inwardly at the obvious muggle pick-up line.

"I'm…. uh…-"

"She's my date for tonight… but I forgot to tell you I have a meeting tonight... sorry Lilo..." Sirius faked an apologetic look and then bowed his head in well faked shame.

"It's okay…" Harry smiled at Sirius, "we can go some other time. It's been really nice being here with you…" he made to go downstairs and leave, but Dumbledore blocked his way.

"Why don't you join us for dinner? I'm sure the order won't mind. In fact, the meeting will be shorter tonight then usual because of the smaller amount of people coming."

While Dumbledore was saying this, Harry felt him trying to get into his mind, in order to verify his story. So, Harry thought, you want to see who I am? Here you go…

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Gasp.

'Oh yes… Mmm…oh god… '

'You're a special kind of girl, aren't you? Taste so good... '

Lick.

'Mmm! Uuhh…now… please…'

Moan.

'Please what, Lilo? Tell me what you want.'

'Ugh… Fuck meee! Pleeeasssse…'

Chuckle.

'As you wish…'

A/N: End the memory here? Or add more? Maybe one-shot?

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"Mister Dumbledore?"

Dumbledore was not responding.

"Headmaster! Hello??"

Sirius waved his hand in front of Dumbledore's face.

Still no response.

"Do you think he's had a heart attack? I mean at his age…" Harry wandered aloud, looking concerned. (Only looking, though.)

Severus only just managed changing his chuckle into a cough that however didn't past by Ramus who grinned

"Did you just laugh!!???" he asked incredulous, causing the man to glare at his tone

"I did no such thing."

Harry grinned "well if you did (which of course you didn't) it was a very cute laugh"

And here goes that blush again!

"I have an idea!" Sirius said with a grin. He turned to the stunned man.

"Dumbledore!! Help! They took all you're lemon drops!!" he screamed making sure to put the right amount of shock and care into the words (the latter however he failed), and shook him roughly.

Dumbledore snapped suddenly, making Sirius fall over on Snape.

"WHAT!! HOW DARE THEY!!"

Multiple things happened at once. Dumbledore took out his wand and jumped at every noise, trying to determine who it was that stole his candies. Snape smirked and dropped a handful of Sirius from himself and Harry and Ramus were busy rolling on the floor shaking with laughter.

"Huh?" Dumbledore stopped in his search for the candy-napper and looked around, dazed.

"Where's the… uh… what?"

"Mister…. Dumble… Dore… you…" Harry couldn't finish he was laughing so hard.

"Yes. Well. Sorry 'bout that. Where were…" then he stopped when he realized exactly why he stopped earlier, and blushed crimson at the thought of it.

Harry grinned as he stood up that will teach you to mass around in strangers minds, he mentally snickered at the thought that this was the only action he had seen in a long time, as his, ahem, things don't work anymore, but then he frowned remembering that the Weasley twins were rather adamant that they had saw him and professor McGona…. Hold it right there, Potter he stopped himself, shuddering at that thought.

"Are you okay professor?" Ramus said, brushing a tear a joy from his eye. He grinned at the fact that Sirius, intentionally or not, fulfilled one of their marauder's oaths.

Prank professor Dumbledore at all costs.

Sirius seemed to come to that realization as well, from what Ramus gathered by his next words.

"Moony! We've only got three more and we'll win the ultimate prankster award!!!"

Ramus grinned. "Yeah, that's right!"

"What are you talking about?" Harry asked, looking curios but confused.

"Oh, nothing…" Sirius said with a fake innocent smile. "I'll tell you later!" he stage whispered.

Dumbledore smiled at them all, and pretending that nothing happened told them to hurry up for dinner.

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Harry winced as he entered the kitchen where most people were. Molly frowned at him and asked "I'm sorry, but who are you dear?"

Harry winced at the deja-vu feeling that he just had. Before he could answer the twins placed an arm on each of his shoulders.

"Now mom, don't tell me you don't know Lilo Sky," one of the twin exclaimed with a fake shocked look.

"Yeah, mom, she was that hot little babe that entered Sirius' room two hours ago," the other twin cut in.

"Yeah you should have heard what we heard coming out of that room, completely amazing and unbelievable." the first twin finished with an evil grin sent Harry's way

"You heard?" Sirius asked

The twins grinned "oh, we heard"

"Every word"

"Every moan"

"Every shout"

"Everything."

Sirius paled; "it wasn't what you think!!" he tried defending himself

The twin on Harry's left grinned "why? What is it that you thought we were supposed to think you were thinking, when we said what you were doing?"

His twin on the right smiled "try and say that three times fast"

Harry on the other hand frowned "what you did hear and that got you thinking on what we were now thinking on what you think we were doing there is nothing"

The twins smirked at each other and high-fived.

"Told ya he- …err she could do it right," one of them said.

The other glared at the first in warning for a second, then turned to Harry again.

"So, Lilo…" he said, "may offer you some of our products? I know you've heard of us."

"Fred! None of this commercializing now. We are going to eat soon." Said Mrs. Weasley sternly, "Besides, she's not interested in rubbish like that. Right, dear?"

"Actually, I've been meaning to go to the Weasley's Wizard's Wheezes for awhile now. I heard your shop is loaded with practical and useful things." Harry smirked as he heard Mrs. Weasley huff in annoyance and saw Fred wink at him.

"Well, come on then, up to our room, where the fun never stops!"

"Be quick about it, we eat in ten minutes!" Mrs. Weasley called after them as they climbed up the stairs.

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"Well well well… I know that you were into adventures but who knew you were into those kind of adventures…" Fred started walking behind Harry and circling his waist with his arms.

George smirked and walked toward Harry "We already knew last year that he liked it kinky, we should have realized…." With that both started to devour Harry, Fred planting kisses on his neck as well as love bites, while George devoured his lips, making his knees buckle, so if it weren't for Fred who still held him, he would have collapsed to the floor from all of the sensations.

Harry only managed a muffled "mmm humm…" before George dropped to his knees and took him whole in his mouth, causing Harry to cry out.

Fred had silenced him by kissing him hard enough to bruise, making Harry moan, he was really close now and …….

"WILL YOU BOYS GET DOWN TO DINNER AT ONCE!!????" Came the shout of Molly Weasley from downstairs, causing George to pull off of Harry with a pop and to Harry to groan with disappointment.

Fred just grinned at him "that's what you get for coming over with those clothes"

His twin grinned "yeah, who knew you would look so hot wearing women's clothing?" he quickly kissed Harry on the lips, making Harry taste himself a bit, as a second call from Mrs. Weasley came.

"Shit, you two are SO coming over to my place tonight…" Harry grumbled as he tried to fix his clothes to a more presentable state. "Do I look okay? Is my hair messy?"

The twins smirked at him. "Oh yeah, your hair's fine... But we wouldn't go downstairs with that." they pointed at Harry's midriff. Harry frowned, and looked down. Then he saw his rather small- or big problem (depends how you look at it) sticking quit noticeably from under his skirt. His eyes widened.

"Oh fuck!" Harry cried desperately. "You have to help me think of something that will make this go away!"

"McGonagall?"

"Dumbledore?"

"Together?"

"With Umbridge?"

"On a bed?"

"In a bikini?"

"With a vibrate-"

Harry cut in.

"Okay stop before I hurl."

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