Author's Note: This is just an introduction, so don't be surprised if it
sucks....in fact, keep that in mind for the whole story. This is sorta the
aftermath of GOF, and the summer of Order of the Phoenix. WOO! Can't wait
until that book comes out!!---in another year. I jest, O' grand J.K.
Rowling! Oh...speaking of which--
Disclaimer: I own none of these characters. They belong to J.K.Rowling. Sirius, alas is not mine. Remus, sadly is not either....But if they were mine, ooo what fun I'd have with them!!
"Lie low at Lupin's for a while."
Hmm..."Lie low?" I don't suppose Dumbledore gets the irony of that comment. I'm Sirius Black, a bit of a fugitive, really. I suppose I should tell you some of my story before I get into the present affairs.
I was good friends with 2 people--James Potter, and Remus Lupin. The other so called "friend" would have to be Peter Pettigrew, altough he was more of a tag-along. Remus, as we found out in our second year, is a werewolf. Knowing that, we wanted to help. He was rather--er--depressed about it. Thought we'd leave him or something. But we became Animagi, people-- wizards, actually, who can transform themselves into animals. I was a big black dog, James was a stag, and Peter--how fitting--was a rat. We had a lot of fun during school and then when we left, we were still close friends. James married a wonderful girl, Lily Evans, and they had a son, Harry Potter....well, Voldemort, a big bad-guy at the time, was out to get 'em. I became their secret keeper, I alone knew where they were, and only if I chose to tell would anyone else know it.But Voldemort came close to finding them loads of times. I thought that maybe it was Remus who was telling him, I never thought Peter'd betray Lily and James. He LOVED James...Stupid me...at the last second, I gave the responsiblity to Peter, thinking I could trust him. Well, it turns out he was the one feeding Voldemort info and....James and Lily were killed. Harry, however, was loved so much by his mother that he was saved from the Dark Lord's power, and instead of dying, he vanquished Voldemort's powers with the love Lily and James granted to him. Sounds pretty damn corny....ah well, the good part is that Harry is still alive. Just last year I had learned the whereabouts of Peter, he had escaped as a rat from me once, and last year, he escaped again....I really do not wish to get into that subject. But it wasn't Remus who did anything wrong, keep that in mind. And still last year I was reunited with him before I had to flee once more...
This year is a different story. The Triwizard Tournament was held at Hogwarts instead of any Quidditch matches. Now, this will lead me into a large story, so to make it short, Barty Crouch Jr. (disguised at Mad-Eye Moody) was out to get Harry, since he was a Death Eater, and so he entered Harry into the match secretly, even though Harry was not of age. He was in the tournament, and made it to the end alive, where he met Voldemort once more. (I hear he has come back almost every year Harry has been at school) Voldemort ALMOST killed Harrry, but he managed to save himself. So....it would be a long story that I don't care about telling--so let me just jump to present matters.
Remus is my--er...well, he and I used to be in love. But after the whole James-Lily-Voldemort thing, we didn't really see each other. I must admit, he looked ravishing last time I saw him. Not to mention he still has that air of such a gentleman, the mild voice, the polite-ness, the grace---But if I start on about him I should go on for hours. I came into the clearing where Remus was said to live. I was quite surprised he went back here, to this tiny cottage on top of this secluded hill....I know he loves nature and all, but to isolate himself? He truly hasn't changed, has he? I manuevered around the forest, I was quite used to it by now, and climbed up the hill to the little cottage. Smoke was coming out of the chimmeny, obviously Remmie had started a fire. Hopefully it was in the fireplace, heh- -sorry. So anyhow, I came up to the door and knocked lightly, waiting only a second before I heard a whistle of a teakettle and a
"Hold on!"
I smiled, hearing that voice again was wonderful. Like God himself granted me eternal heaven once more. Yes, Remus meant that much to me...He's everything for me now, besides Harry and his friends. He came to the door, making me lose my breath just like every other time I saw him. I looked first at his feet, which had pink fuzzy bunny slippers on them, the ones I gave him for Easter that he told me was mean. ("I'm not girly, Sirius!!! When will you stop saying that!") Slowly I looked further up at his baggy grey jeans, having many tears and rips that he sewed up neatly with darker grey string. Going upwards I saw his brown turtleneck he loved so much, partly covered by a VERY raggedy robe of white with blue stripes. I thought he threw that out a long time ago... I smiled and saw his face, mild, calm, gentle and extremely handsome with little strands of gold hair flecked with premature grey falling around his brilliant eyes of amber with little spots of green in them. I grinned at him and he smiled back.
"Dumbledore sent an owl saying you'd be coming right around now. You are a bit late, however," he said. "I expected you at least a day ago."
He always did this... Didn't even invite me in! "I had to find a place for Buckbeak to stay. Dumbledore said she'd draw too much attention, even here..." I looked at him for a while and he looked back in silence.
"Well?...Aren't you going to come in, Sirius? It's rather cold out here..." he replid after some time, breaking the silence quietly. I nodded and walked in, sitting down by the fire. He came by with a tea-tray and set it on the pedestal between us. Nothing's changed, huh?
Disclaimer: I own none of these characters. They belong to J.K.Rowling. Sirius, alas is not mine. Remus, sadly is not either....But if they were mine, ooo what fun I'd have with them!!
"Lie low at Lupin's for a while."
Hmm..."Lie low?" I don't suppose Dumbledore gets the irony of that comment. I'm Sirius Black, a bit of a fugitive, really. I suppose I should tell you some of my story before I get into the present affairs.
I was good friends with 2 people--James Potter, and Remus Lupin. The other so called "friend" would have to be Peter Pettigrew, altough he was more of a tag-along. Remus, as we found out in our second year, is a werewolf. Knowing that, we wanted to help. He was rather--er--depressed about it. Thought we'd leave him or something. But we became Animagi, people-- wizards, actually, who can transform themselves into animals. I was a big black dog, James was a stag, and Peter--how fitting--was a rat. We had a lot of fun during school and then when we left, we were still close friends. James married a wonderful girl, Lily Evans, and they had a son, Harry Potter....well, Voldemort, a big bad-guy at the time, was out to get 'em. I became their secret keeper, I alone knew where they were, and only if I chose to tell would anyone else know it.But Voldemort came close to finding them loads of times. I thought that maybe it was Remus who was telling him, I never thought Peter'd betray Lily and James. He LOVED James...Stupid me...at the last second, I gave the responsiblity to Peter, thinking I could trust him. Well, it turns out he was the one feeding Voldemort info and....James and Lily were killed. Harry, however, was loved so much by his mother that he was saved from the Dark Lord's power, and instead of dying, he vanquished Voldemort's powers with the love Lily and James granted to him. Sounds pretty damn corny....ah well, the good part is that Harry is still alive. Just last year I had learned the whereabouts of Peter, he had escaped as a rat from me once, and last year, he escaped again....I really do not wish to get into that subject. But it wasn't Remus who did anything wrong, keep that in mind. And still last year I was reunited with him before I had to flee once more...
This year is a different story. The Triwizard Tournament was held at Hogwarts instead of any Quidditch matches. Now, this will lead me into a large story, so to make it short, Barty Crouch Jr. (disguised at Mad-Eye Moody) was out to get Harry, since he was a Death Eater, and so he entered Harry into the match secretly, even though Harry was not of age. He was in the tournament, and made it to the end alive, where he met Voldemort once more. (I hear he has come back almost every year Harry has been at school) Voldemort ALMOST killed Harrry, but he managed to save himself. So....it would be a long story that I don't care about telling--so let me just jump to present matters.
Remus is my--er...well, he and I used to be in love. But after the whole James-Lily-Voldemort thing, we didn't really see each other. I must admit, he looked ravishing last time I saw him. Not to mention he still has that air of such a gentleman, the mild voice, the polite-ness, the grace---But if I start on about him I should go on for hours. I came into the clearing where Remus was said to live. I was quite surprised he went back here, to this tiny cottage on top of this secluded hill....I know he loves nature and all, but to isolate himself? He truly hasn't changed, has he? I manuevered around the forest, I was quite used to it by now, and climbed up the hill to the little cottage. Smoke was coming out of the chimmeny, obviously Remmie had started a fire. Hopefully it was in the fireplace, heh- -sorry. So anyhow, I came up to the door and knocked lightly, waiting only a second before I heard a whistle of a teakettle and a
"Hold on!"
I smiled, hearing that voice again was wonderful. Like God himself granted me eternal heaven once more. Yes, Remus meant that much to me...He's everything for me now, besides Harry and his friends. He came to the door, making me lose my breath just like every other time I saw him. I looked first at his feet, which had pink fuzzy bunny slippers on them, the ones I gave him for Easter that he told me was mean. ("I'm not girly, Sirius!!! When will you stop saying that!") Slowly I looked further up at his baggy grey jeans, having many tears and rips that he sewed up neatly with darker grey string. Going upwards I saw his brown turtleneck he loved so much, partly covered by a VERY raggedy robe of white with blue stripes. I thought he threw that out a long time ago... I smiled and saw his face, mild, calm, gentle and extremely handsome with little strands of gold hair flecked with premature grey falling around his brilliant eyes of amber with little spots of green in them. I grinned at him and he smiled back.
"Dumbledore sent an owl saying you'd be coming right around now. You are a bit late, however," he said. "I expected you at least a day ago."
He always did this... Didn't even invite me in! "I had to find a place for Buckbeak to stay. Dumbledore said she'd draw too much attention, even here..." I looked at him for a while and he looked back in silence.
"Well?...Aren't you going to come in, Sirius? It's rather cold out here..." he replid after some time, breaking the silence quietly. I nodded and walked in, sitting down by the fire. He came by with a tea-tray and set it on the pedestal between us. Nothing's changed, huh?