Harry Potter and Sirius' Mom

A Story told from Harry's point of view.

Also adopted from Mrs. Coopersmith's class

Though not about Harry Potter

The beginning I added myself

OK, enough with the center, let's get on with the story!

I'm an engineer!

OK, OK, that's enough!

I waited for Sirius' mom. Since Sirius' name had been had been cleared this summer, I was going to leave the Dursley's-FOREVER! -and live with him-FOREVER! I was waiting for his mother, who I now was supposed to call Grandma. I had never had a grandma before…this should be exciting! Sirius had told me his mother was really practical…but he hadn't seen her for about fourteen years.

This was why I was completely surprised when Grandma pulled up in a motorcycle! She didn't tell me anything, but handed me a helmet and told me to hop on.

I stared at the helmet and said "A MOTORCYCLE!? Sirius told me you were getting a car!"

"Be quiet and just get on!" she said sternly, and thrust the helmet at my face. I gave up, took the helmet, and hopped on.

After a couple of blocks Grandma nearly rammed into a truck and I said "Are you crazy?"

"Yes!" said Grandma. "I'm crazy! Mwa ha ha ha! I've been in the nuthouse for five years!"

"For five years? How could you?" I asked.

"Well, it all started when my husband blew up the house, but that's a long story, so let's just forget it. Do you have fun at Hogwarts?" she asked, trying to change the subject.

"Don't the change the subject, what happened?" I persisted.

"Well, my husband blew up the house. I went wild and started screaming and throwing things, and my hubbie called the police and said there's a mad woman on the loose. And the cops said 'Oh my gosh!'. They arrested me and brought me to the loony bin. The funny farm." Then she sped the wrong way down a one way street. "HA HA HA HA!"

I was getting nervous. We were almost near Sirius' house and I didn't want to get killed, so I jumped out of the motorcycle and ran.

I slammed open the door to his house, panting. "What happened?" he asked, putting down the Daily Prophet.

"Never…never again…" I said.

"Never what?" Sirius asked curiously.

"Never get me on a vehicle with your mother again!" I said, and flopped onto the couch.

Oh, well. I thought. At least I know things will never be dull around here!

THE END.

And like I said.

All these characters belong to J.K. Rowling, NOT ME!