Year 3

Chapter 14: Sirius & Harry at Last

New Chapter by Steve2

Steve2: This is another omake that I made for a different story that wasn't used. Now I have a chance to use it. It fits in nicely with this story.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, or anything related to it.

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It was an overcast day in London in August, the day before had been hot but as usual for Harry, once he got his mind to do something, the weather usually turned foul. Hermione, Blaise, and Harry had come to Trafalgar Square to see the tourist sights, the first time for any of them. Harry was enjoying his time, despite the lousy weather.

Laughing, they made their way through the throngs of people taking pictures and avoiding double-decker red buses on the narrow streets.

They had been enjoying themselves for about five minutes before Blaise heard the tell-tale sound of an apparation. Harry looked around for the popping sound originator and saw a man with a determined expression.

It was Sirius Black.

"It's Sirius Black!" shouted a local, having seen the wanted posters and ads on the telly.

Screams erupted and the square started to clear.

Harry moved away from Hermione and Blaise to have a better view of the ex-Auror.

Sirius waited a few moments for the crowd to clear back, noting that he only had a few minutes before the Bobbies arrived.

Sirius looked at Harry. "Dude!"

Harry's eyebrows rose at that. "Dude!" he replied in kind.

Sirius pointed to Hermione, but still concentrated on Harry. "Dude!"

Harry pointed at himself. "Dude!"

Sirius' expression softened. He put his wand away in its holster. "Dude?"

Harry grinned. "Dude!"

"Dude!" Sirius grinned back.

Harry's arms moved into a welcome mode. "Dude."

Sirius ran forward to Harry and gave him a hug. "Dude," he agreed.

Hermione looked at the action between the two males. She then looked at Blaise and said, "What the hell was that?"

He replied, "Oh, they were just having a conversation."

"What the hell kind of conversation is just saying 'dude' back and forth?"

"It's a guy thing."

Hermione shook her head, muttering, "Men. I'll never understand them."

Harry looked at his godfather, then they both tried to listen… and there it was: the sound of approaching police.

"I gotta split," Sirius announced.

"Word," Harry nodded.

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Later, Harry is being interrogat… er… asked polite questions by Headmaster Dumbledore.

"So, Harry, you actually saw Sirius Black in London?"

"Sure did," Harry grinned.

"And you didn't run away?"

"Whatever for?"

"Well, he's a psychotic killer for one thing," Albus started.

"Psychotic? Are you kidding me? He's no such thing. And after being here for a couple years, believe me, I know."

"Then what is he, Mr. Potter?"

Harry looked the Headmaster in the eyes and replied, "He's a dude, professor. He's a dude."

"A dude?"

"Yep. And dudes aren't psychotic."

"You sure?"

"Positive."

"He's still a killer," Albus countered.

"Could be. But he's a dude at heart."

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This was a fun one! As always, read and review, please. Smiles.

Steve2