So, I finally got into Pottermore and, horror upon horrors, was sorted into Hufflepuff. However, after reading a bit more about them I realized how much of a badger I am, so I sign off a slightly miffed Slytherpuff
DISCLAIMER! I own this as much as everyone (but Harry) likes squirt.
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Severus lay rigid on his old bed. How he was able to let his thoughts stray from the grand future he had been promised of as a follower of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named to a simple-minded, simpering Gryffindork was beyond him.
It was true that none of his Slytherin 'friends' had contacted him at all so far, but Lucius Malfoy had told him to expect something soon. What, Severus wasn't sure, but he wasn't worried about it. For now all of his thoughts were, as stated before, focused on one Sirius Black.
Severus brought a finger to his lips, tracing their outline. He wondered if Black would be alright with Evans's older sister; the poor boy wouldn't fall for her charms like some men did. He should be fine, unless the injuries were worse than he'd thought.
The raven haired young man looked at his own arm, where a gash was now quickly healing thanks to the potion he'd smuggled from Pomfrey's office a while back.
"Damn it," the sallow teen muttered. He sat up, knowing that it wouldn't be wise to continue thinking about it. He walked briskly down the stairs to the kitchen, where his mother was busy making porridge.
"Hello, dear," she greeted him, attention focused on breakfast.
"Hello," he greeted in return. "Mum, do you need anything done?"
Eileen looked in surprise at her only child. It was rare for either of the men in her life to offer her help, she had to think for a moment. "Would you like to help with breakfast?"
"Okay."
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Sirius sat there for a moment, assessing the situation. First looking at the wax sealed parchment, then to his coffee, then out into the hall Mr. Evans had just left down.
Was he missing something or had his best friend chosen to contact Lily rather than him all summer? He wouldn't have noticed if the owl came in the morning when he'd been sleeping in, but why would they hide it from him?
Sirius tore up the stairs as fast as he could, oblivious to whether or not he was waking the other occupants up.
"Lily?" He asked the red head's closed bedroom door. After a loud resounding
'thunk' and a few sluggish shuffles, Lily opened the door.
"Mn," She mumbled, looking at his face with sleepy eyes. "What is it Siri?"
"You got an owl," Sirius said bluntly. "from James."
"Really?" Lily yawned, "Took him long enough. Give it here." Sirius did as his friend said and Lily broke the seal. "Mmnn..." she hummed while reading the letter.
"Well?"
The young woman looked up at him, a groggy expression on her face. "Well what?"
Sirius crossed his arms and gave Lily a look. "You and James have been writing and you didn't tell me," he explained, sounding like an offended teenage girl.
"I wrote him a week ago, this is his reply."
"Ah." And instantly he was over being mad at them.
Lily nodded, and having finished the note, put it down. "By the way, James is coming for a visit in a couple days."
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Sirius stayed in the house for the most part, only leaving to go on midnight jaunts as Snuffles. He wasn't hugely into the idea of possibly coming into contact with one certain person that lived only five minutes away. Said person seemed to refuse to leave his head. Sirius had thought that maybe he was starting to like the Slytherin known as Severus Snape, but quickly removed that thought from his mind and turned instead to the comforting news that his best friend was going to be visiting soon.
One night, after Sirius had said good night to everyone, turning all the lights out, and slipping under the pink princess covers which were growing on him, there was a noise.
It wasn't a very loud noise, so Sirius didn't really pay attention. But then there was another, louder noise. Someone was knocking on the window of his room.
"Hey kiddo!"
Sirius stood up and looked out the medium sized window of Lily's old room. Outside, James Potter sat on his broom, rucksack slung over his back, and looking mildly more dishevelled than usual. He opened the window and let the fellow Gryffindor in.
"Why didn't you use the front door?"
"All the lights are out. 'Sides, it'll be a bigger surprise this way." James chuckled, wrapping an arm around Sirius.
"This is the first summer we haven't spent together, huh." Sirius said.
"True, that," James smiled. "I, however, know how to make up for it."
"Oh?"
The younger of the two pulled off his rucksack and dug around, after a second he found what he was looking for, a bottle of firewhiskey and a bag of dungbombs, "I hear a very annoying git lives around here."
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Goodness, what could they be about to do with that? A correct guess just might land you with some invisible cookies of your choice :)