Hey guys just a quick author's note to clear some things up. First, back from one of the earlier chaps I said that Harry's room wasn't covered in blood when he was wishing it wouldn't be when he and Sirius went inside. I had meant to write that uncle Vernon or aunt Petunia had cleaned it up. Another thing is yes, was at work but he came home only a little while after Sirius had been there.
thank you to all that reviewed in telling me that it was floo not flo and with all that said lets go on with it.
(Caution flashback, D)
"You will sit here until your uncle gets home, just wait until he hears about this!" Harry could hear his aunt screech from her place in the kitchen while he stood quietly beside table. He didn't dare look over his shoulder to see her as she spoke.
He knew he would only see that wild gleam in her eyes and that stern look on her face with her lips puckered outward as if she had eaten a whole lemon. He got that face directed at him when ever he did something wrong that she couldn't wait to tell his uncle Vernon about. That was her weapon, those six words. Of wait until your uncle gets home, that's what always got Harry halfway scared. And by Merlin she knew it.
Today was no different from all the other days that that look came about. He had of course done something that was unacceptable in her eyes. Just an hour ago after he had gotten home and began his chores. It would seem that he wasn't cleaning fast enough or the right way for that matter. Because it certainly caused his aunt to scream like that. All of a sudden the phone began to ring.
Now usually it was always his job to answer it no matter who it was or what they were calling for. However that afternoon went a bit differently. Once upon seeing it was his school's number his aunt promptly made it to the telephone before he could.
Young Harry who at the time had only been about seven or eight knew that this wasn't going to be good for him. He could just tell by the way his aunt's face darkened and the way she would glare at him with those daggers for eyes as the voice on the other end continued its ramble.
As she hung up the phone and looked straight at him with a fake calm face.
" It was your school's principal, and it seems that you were caught fighting at school!" as soon as she got what he had done wrong her voice got back to its cold screechy tone.
Now yes that was true but not all of it was. For you see he had been fighting, but the one who had started the fighting and was doing a very good job at beating him up was cousin Dudley and his gang. Of course once they were caught by the principal they told their dramatic tale, complete with fake crying. On how Harry had started it all and drug them into it.
Before the young wizard could say anything in his defense Petunia quickly grabbed Harry forcefully by the shoulder, and quickly walked him threw the house until he was outside. There she pushed him out and made him stand there in the rain with no explanation for it at all. All Harry would guess was that it was so his uncle would realize he did something wrong right when he and Dudley got back and punish him right away. For you see if his aunt wanted him beaten she would do nothing more than yell and threaten him and occasional he would get a frying pan to the head. But she would never actually dirty her hands with Harry's own blood, she would leave that to her husbands doing… while she watched.
(End of flashback and on with why that was in there ,D)
That was what Harry had the pleasure of thinking of when he was shopping with Remus. For he had just seen a boy no older than five be pulled out the clothing store they were in. it would appear that that one wizard kid had been trying to steal something from that Diagon alley store when he mother caught him. And while Harry watched he remembered very well how that had also happened to him but for less of a reason. Remus just ignored it all he kept looking through all the racks, if he had seen or heard anything when it happened he wasn't showing it. But Harry on the other hand couldn't help but stare and feel a bit of some foreign feeling as he knew that that was once him at privet drive.
But as soon as it came the feeling was gone and the mother and son were out of sight. Now he went back to feeling as embarrassed as he was before. For you see he had no choice but to shop at a store he knew for a fact that many third years would have probably shopped at for normal clothes too. But it wasn't his fault he was that skinny and on the short side.
Sure he was an inch or two over Ginny and he was pretty close to being the same height as his friend Hermione but that wouldn't stop him from feeling like the shortest person in the room when he stood by Ron or any other of his male friends that just happened to stand a little over him. He couldn't however deny the fact that he was short for his age of fifteen, after all he was only 5'2 and so very close to making the height of 5'3.
But after all those years of neglect, hatred, and starvation how could he not be. One of those alone was enough to put a short stunt on his growth, so imagine them all together.
" Do you think we have enough Harry?" Lupin questioned as he stopped looking through the rack and grabbed the pile of clothes he had for Harry that he set on a table showing off some new sort of quidditch pants.
Old Remmy had made sure that they spent an hour more than they needed. That way he could give his old friend Sirius enough time to make his evil plan unfold. Yes, he was nervous about what the semi crazy man had thought up but if he was doing it all for Harry than he would go with it all.
Harry agreed and before they knew it they had made their way over to the counter. If only the boy who lived knew what was planned for him when he would walk through the door of his new home. Maybe if he did then he would have been a little more excited.
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Things were finally starting to heat up. Ron and Hermione had made a list of everyone who in there mind should come and had began inviting people. And Sirius and the rest of the Weasley clan, such as Ginny ,Fed, George, and Percy were taking care of the rest of it all.
Speaking of Ginny she had her hands full with the two pranksters in her family. They were currently trying to make the drink cups come to life and chase people with one of their newest prank spells.
" Would you cut it out, I just set that up!" Sirius could hear Ginny yell, once again, from the kitchen where they were getting the food and drinks covered. He snickered quietly and let his shoulders shake slightly as he tried to hold his chuckles back.
He looked over his shoulder at the smartest witch of her age and Harry's male best mate. Who were equally trying not to laugh at Ginny's obvious distress.
They had been put in charge of the music and invites , Sirius believed that that would be easy enough for them. He in turn was responsible for all the lighting and set up. He was currently putting a spell in the stereo to make it larger and a hell of a lot louder and setting the different color lights up all around the room. If all of his spells and charms worked out on them then all of the lights would flash different colors and roam the room. Going along with what song was on of course, no one wanted to slow dance with some one while crazy lights flashed around. (A/n I have had that happen and its really annoying :D)
The free man had gotten his wand back right after his name was cleared. And he planned on using it all he could. After all once you're stuck in a cell for twelve years without magic and then locked up in a horrible house, equally without magic one would differently miss it. So once the idea of a party popped up into his head he knew it would be a perfect time to not only impress his godson but also get the hand of waving his wrist again. Today all of the things he had learned at Hogwarts such a long time ago seemed foreign and unknown to him. And here he was, all of this time thinking that it would be like riding a bike.
While at least he was getting the hang of it all. And with some help from Hermione he was starting to remember everything he, James, and Remus had once learned.
Speaking of the aforementioned shindig it was all going to take place in the ballroom. Sirius and Remus had both wondered why in Merlin they would have a room such as ballroom in their home or let alone need it, but it certainly was coming in handy for all of this.
After becoming more confident in holding and using his new wand Sirius had charmed the room to grow larger. Just enough to make the said party cozy enough without everyone on top of each other.
After most of his work was once finished the seekers godfather looked back over to his company who where sending out the last invite with Hedwig. Ron and Hermione where seated on the wood floor of the room with parchments and quills lying everywhere. Once the bird was out the window they began to mutter cleaning spells to pick everything up.
Together they had made a rather large list of all the people at Hogwarts and who once went to the school or were there now, that either were friends of Harry's or didn't think he was off his rocker.
They then would send out one of the three owls they had at hand and give out the invites they made. Making sure to tell people that they had to get there as soon as possible. Seeing that the party was that afternoon and Harry would be showing up anytime now.
" All of them are out!" Ron yelled happily as he ran over to the window and watched Hedwig fly away. Hermione and he had been using Hedwig, Errol, and Pig to send all the letters out. Sirius could only guess that Ron was so happy because he hand had to have been sore form sending out all of those parchments.
However Hermione, who was used to take obscene amounts of notes, didn't seem fazed by all of that writing. Sirius could have laughed at how much the young witch had been reminding him of Remus when he was younger. They both almost always corrected everyone on the way they said a spell if it happened to be wrong and they equally loved school and the work it involved.
" Come on it wasn't that much work." Hermione said with a roll of her eyes.
" Maybe for you! But I happen to be normal and hate writing during summer."
This time Sirius couldn't help the laughter that filtered its own way out of his lips. Harry and his group of friends were really starting to remind him of the Marauders (sp?). Hermione being as Moony was, Ron like himself at times, and Harry taking both the characteristics and looks from his father.
But what really brought him pride was the way that Harry sometimes gave him the memory of himself. He had no idea where he had gotten that feeling from, but he had had it ever since he meant the boy. It was sort of like they were connected, They both had a certain disregard for the rules (A/n remember that from Harry's 2nd year?) and they both had the trait of doing things with out thinking for either themselves or for the sake of others.
Yes, he knew that there really was no blood relation between the two of them, only the godfather and godson titles. And that they had not been around each other long enough to start acting the same, so when their actions were alike it was just as much of a surprise to him as it was to anyone else.
" They should be here any minute then." Percy said all while looking up from his clip board. He wasn't one to go all out for parties and would definitely like to be in his study doing his work. But he would never pass up an opportunity to schedule everyone and everything.
So that was his job, putting people into groups and telling them what exactly they were to accomplish in the short time they had at hand.
And he was doing a bloody good job of it from the way everyone else looked at it. He had a very good sense of time and was good at bossing everyone around.
" Who?" Fred questioned as his head popped out of the arch like entry way. Not a second after George's head also appeared. Making both of them look like they had lost their bodies.
" Harry and Remus, or the guests?" George asked right after his brother.
With a roll of his eyes about his younger brothers finishing each others sentences like they had the same thoughts, Percy coughed slightly to clear his throat and straightened up before saying, " All of them."
He declared it like it was the most noticeable thing in the world.
" Well the people Mione and I invited seem to be making great time." Ron commented from the window he was still looking out from.
Sirius promptly finished what he was doing and scrambled to get form the middle of the room where he had been casting spells to get over to the window located to the right of him. No it wasn't that much of a walk so he really needn't to run. But he was just that excited, it had been ages for him since he last threw a party.
It was at Hogwarts to be exact, his last year there too. Both he and Harry's dad had set up a rather large party in the Gryffindor common room for their friend werewolf on his birthday. After that things just seemed to complicated to have any fun parties thrown. Prongs had gotten married to his lily flower, there was the war still going on, and Harry had been born.
In his mind Sirius shook those thoughts out of his head. Thinking about his fallen friend would only make him sad and angry. And those were emotions he didn't have time for, right now he wanted to focus on his excitement for what Harry's face would look like when he saw what had been done for him.
Quickly Sirius brought himself back into his reality and looked out the window where Ron was. In the distance he could see brooms flying towards his home, a lot of them at that too.
They were kids Padfoot hadn't seen before, or let alone knew Harry had as friends. But by the look he saw on Ron's face these had to be the people he invited only earlier that morning.
As the time passed before he knew it the whole ball room was full of people and children alike. Some Sirius knew had to have graduated and others he had to guess where only in their third or fourth year at the wizarding school.
Everything had been set up and now all everyone had to do was wait around for Harry to show up. Then and only then as Sirius had made clear would things begin. When the golden boy walked through that arch way with Lupin then the music would start and people could stop hanging around.
And only then would Sirius's fun start too. He had heard from Ron himself and Hermione that Harry could dance fairly well but refused to on countless occasions. So he thought of it to be his duty to drag his godson out on to the dance floor and force him to dance along with his friends. (A/n My sister has done that to me, so believe me when I say it's not only embarrassing but funny as hell.)
However just in case his attempts were in fruitless he had made sure there was some exploding snap at hand and tables and chairs set up. I mean after all the whole party couldn't consist of dancing.
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It seemed that it took ages for them to get all the way home. The golden boy could exactly tell if the apparition trip had taken ages or if he just had this need to see his godfather again. Sure uncle moony, as Harry had started calling him in his mind, was loads of fun to be around. But he still couldn't shake this desirable need to be with Sirius and the former dada teacher at the same time. Like a dysfunctional family one could almost say. Just the thought alone about having a family with Sirius and Remus brought a small smile to his face.
And it stayed on his lips all the way into the hallway. Where Lupin had begun leading him into, from what the boy who lived had taken in form Remus's ramblings as they walked on was that they were heading into the ballroom they had in the house that Sirius had told them to meet him in.
The question of why they would ever need a ballroom in the first place jumped into his brain. But Harry saw it fit to dispel the thought and not ask. For some reason he didn't think that it would be the most polite question when it came out of his mouth.
Even before they reached the door they both heard the sound of voices being hushed and some one who Harry could only guess was Fred or George shouting there here. Only to be told to shut up by a lot of voices they both couldn't come to name, as they all seemed to come together.
but that many people can't be here can they? was the last coherent question that made it's way into Harry's mind before he was standing in front of the arch.
Right as he came into view he was almost trampled by all the people that wanted to greet him. He also saw all of his friends. Consisting of Oliver Wood, Hermione, Ron and the rest of the weasleys, Neville, Seamus, Dean, and to many more to count. The whole room was filled with people, even some that Harry himself had only met once in his life. But he was happy nevertheless, this kind of fun stuff never seemed to happen over the summer for him. Maybe living with two of the marauders was going to be a ton more fun than he had planned on.
So he took in all of the smiles and greetings and pats on the back that he could. And tried to hide all of his little flinches or barley audible gasps of breath when some one accidentally touch a scar or cut that hadn't quite healed yet. All while knowing that this could be one of his last happy summers before he went back to school and was forced to battle he who must not be named yet again.
With one last unexpected hug form Mione and a friendly pat on the back from Ron, Harry was grabbed around the shoulders by his godfather and ushered into the room. Where he joined the crowd of familiar faces.
He heard Remus laughing behind him while still standing in the arch it be from just now finding out what sirius had planned was not harmless or from the way everyone came at him at once, Harry had no idea.
Harry tried to carefully put on a believable fake smile and walk as quickly as his godfather was leading him. The fake smile was all becuase of sirius leading him around the room with him unnoticably digging his fingers into the skin Remus had irritated only one day ago, which happened to hurt a considerable amount. His fake emotions were also linked to him hating to be the center of attention, which was what he happened to be right that moment.
It had been one of his pet peeves his whole life really. He loved solving things and having a part in it all. But he never enjoyed getting followed by Rita Skeeter or being hounded by any other sleazy reporters from the daily prophet. which really was always a problem for him becuase he happened to be the boy who just couldn't die.
Harry held it together and tried to pay attention to everything that sirius was saying to him on the way to a table that just came inot his view. But as the music began to play Harry jumped a little out of shock, about that and about how the lights dimmed down a little.
So Sirius just pulled Harry closer to him and tightened his hold on the boy a little more. Knowing that all of this happening at once had to be a lot to take in he linked that to why Harry suddenly tried to twist away once Sirius felt him jerk slightly and moved him closer. No really knowing that he just dug his nails down deep into one of Harry's scars. So he loosened his hold on his godson and looked away. Trying to blame the surprise on why Harry reacted the way he did, and force those thoughts he had only yesterday about Harry being afraid of him out of his mind. He even tried to make the sadness come out of his grey eyes before he had the courage to look back at Harry.
However Harry did see his eyes sadden and he couldn't stop himself from feeling quite quilty about causing it. So very lightly he put is hand over Sirius's and made him tighten his grip more before lowing his own hand. He had gotten good at blocking out pain and planned on using that skill all while they got to the table and sat down ,to make sure he didn't think about all the pain those fingers on his bruised flesh were causing him.
He didn't have to for long though. Just as soon as his godfather tightened his grip he let go so that Harry could sit at the table in a chair facing his. they sat there together for a short time so that Sirius could let his only godson hang out with his mates. Sirius explained that this party was sort of a welcome to a new home party and that it could go on all night if need be. They only talked for a few more moments after that and Harry was surprised that they only had about two interruptions form Colin asking if he could have an updated picture of Harry to put on his wall. It would seem that he had looked at the ones his took form Harry's second year so much that they had worn out.
The said seeker had finished his conversation with his godfather and they were both about to get up and have some fun themselves when something or some one was more like it caught Harry's eye. That person just happened to be Cho Chang. Behind her he could see Ron smiling slightly and at that moment he knew that it had been Ron's idea to invite her just to annoy him. No they hadn't broken up yet, but it wasn't really like they were a couple anymore. And with him being rubbish with girls he had no idea what to do. Should he dance with her? Or should he ignore her the whole time, which would probably make her cry again.
The boy who lived looked over at his godfather when he became aware that Sirius was still beside him. With one glance back he then looked back to the crowd right where Cho had once been. She had disappeared in the crowd but it only took a few seconds before she was back in his view.
She lightly waved at him and smiled before turning back to one of her girlfriends that she was dancing with. At her gesture Harry tried to keep the red from coming up into his cheeks but he couldn't. he looked away and tried to cover himself before looking back up.
Sirius just cocked one eyebrow as he godson went from once being very put together and excited to looking very embarrassed. So he took his gaze from Harry and followed it to where he had been looking. There he saw Cho, who still happened to be looking at Harry and blushing slightly also.
He swiftly made his way away from Harry before the seeker could realize he saw anything between the two. And he went over to find Ron.
Oh this was going to be hilarious.
Sorry this took forever but I haven't had any ideas come to mind for how to write this up until now. So it may be a little bad. I've also always loved the thought of Sirius finding out about Cho and Harry, even if a am into Harry and Ginny.
SO before I go I ask you to please review and tell me what all of your evil little minds come up with how Sirius could embarrass Harry and Cho.