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Date Posted: 02:31:48 09/20/02 Fri
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>Chapter 6<
Party! Party! Poopers!
“You can’t hide in my back garden forever,” said Sirius as he painfully removed his arm from a nettle bush.
“Why not? It’s big enough,” James replied.
Both of them were in a bush at the far end of Sirius’ garden, Sirius’ house was very small from this distance and Sirius was rather surprised at the length of his back garden.
“You can’t just stay here,” Sirius protested. “You have to go back there and face the music like the good kid that you are.”
“Face the music? Good kid? You must be joking!” James huffed sending a bunch of dandelion seeds into the air around them.
“Uh-oh.” Sirius murmured, eyeing his house.
“What?”
“Looks like my party.”
James followed Sirius’ gaze.
There were tables and a small barbecue and tons of chairs and Sirius could just make out his sister, Sarah sorting out some music.
“I’m telling you, man,” Sirius muttered. “I can’t stay here with you either. My parents are gonna be looking for me soon.”
“I guess you’re right. Home for me it is.” James sighed and got to his feet.
Suddenly music blared from two speakers at the other end of the garden.
James put his hands over his ears, “What in God’s name is that?!”
Sirius put his hands over his ears as well, “It’s worse than I thought. It’s Boyzone. Quick to your house!”
Sirius quickly climbed over the stone-wall, James following hesitantly.
“What is Boy zone?!” James said jumping down in to a field that was outside his house.
“Believe me, you don’t wanna know.” Sirius rubbed the dirt off his Adidas trousers and looked around him. “Er, where are we?”
“Oh this is the Potter’s private land.” James said, looking through the long cornfield towards his house/mansion. “My parents won’t find me straight away here.”
“Uh-huh.” Sirius said. “And what on God’s green earth is that!?” He pointed to a group of small funny-looking creatures.
James turned and gasped. “Oh God! We’re infested! I’m gonna sue that terminator for sure!”
“Huh? What? Huh?” Sirius gobbled.
“Gnomes.” James muttered. “I thought we got rid of them last year.”
*
Remus failed to suppress a snort of laughter as he and Peter hurtled into the Leaky Cauldron.
Right in front of them was their alleged victims, still tied up and were being gawped at by at least thirty-five customers.
“Will someone untie us?!” Said Severus, trying his best to ignore the sniggering from a group of little young wizards and witches nearby.
Tom the innkeeper was fussily serving rounds and when he came to seeing the three tied up boys he got pretty annoyed and slightly flustered by the customers expressions.
“You Gorforasaken tarnated wishywashers!” Muttered Tom, holding his wand out. “You Severus, you and your mates can go and clean the dishes, now! Without the use of magic.”
Remus grabbed Peter and they both edged towards the main entrance.
Severus got to his feet as Karkaroff was saying to the innkeeper that Lucius was unconscious.
Remus shoved Peter out the door as Snape spotted him.
“YOU!” He pointed and turned to the innkeeper. “They were the ones who did this!”
Fortunately for Remus, he legged it out of there.
*
“Gnomes.” Sirius said almost laughing. “You gotta be kidding me.” He picked one up by one leg and watched it dangle, trying to squirm out of his hand. “Well, they’re not the cheery fat Santa types my Mum keeps in her garden.”
“Huh?” Said James.
“Never mind.” Sirius sighed and dropped the gnome down.
“So, I guess you should go to your party now, huh? And I’ll probably won’t be able to go now. Knowing my mother I’m grounded for at least a year or so.” James winced slightly looking through the long grass.
“I guess so.” Sirius said, looking disappointed. “But maybe she’ll be alright and let you go for a little while.”
“Mrs Potter, let her son go to a muggle party, you must be kidding.” Scoffed James and trudged through the cornfield to his house.
“Well, at least try. Please,” Called Sirius, “I don’t want to be stuck with my little sister and all her annoying girlie neighbour friends she’s invited.”
James didn’t reply.
Sirius sighed and retreated to his fate. He walked over to his garden, not noticing the gnomes as they followed him over the garden wall.
*
“Peter!” Cried Mrs Pettigrew. “Where have you been all morning?”
“Nowhere mum.” Peter lied as he scrambled up the stairs.
“Where are you going now?” Are mother asked.
“To my room. I need to feed Shadows.”
“Who?”
“My cat, mum. Honestly.”
“Oh! I didn’t know you bought a cat!” Her mother cried with delight, hurrying up the stairs after him.
Peter turned around, somewhat incredulous. “Mum, I showed her to you this morning.”
His mother stopped suddenly, comprehension dawned on her. “Oh! So you did, so you did. How silly of me to forget!”
Peter sighed heavily and disappeared into his room. When he got to his room he found that someone had been in his room. Someone had. As they had completely trashed the place. He found Shadows, his cat frightened to deaf underneath the bed.
“What’s happened Shadows?” Cried Peter. Looking around at the terrible mess. His drawers had been searched through and so had his closet. It was a nightmare.
“MUM!” Peter screamed hysterically. “SOMEONE’S BEEN IN MY ROOM!!”
*
“Sirius!” his mother cried, relief flooding over her. “I’ve been quite worried. It’s not like you to run off like that, especially on your birthday.”
Sirius winced slightly as his mum hugged him. “Mum, I only went next door. I was asking James whether he could come to my party.”
“Well,” said his mother, not quite convinced. “It doesn’t take you the whole flamin’ morning the ask someone that, does it.”
Sirius shrugged. “It is when you get told that you’re a wizard.”
“I beg your pardon?” His mother replied.
Sirius held up the letter from Hogwarts. “This came in the mail today.”
His mother began reading it and afterwards she put a hand to her heart and slowly looked upwards. “Oh my word. I never thought it was true.”
They were inside the house. In the kitchen away from the crowd of neighbours congregating in the garden.
Well that was unexpected, thought Sirius suddenly.
“What do you mean?” he asked folding up the letter and stuffing it in a pocket.
His mother suddenly looked pained. “I didn’t want to tell you this. Nor your sister for that matter.”
She sat down and motioned for him to too.
“Go on.” Sirius urged.
“Well, a long time back me and my husband wanted a child. We’ve always wanted children, both of us. But we never managed it.”
Sirius could tell he must have looked nonplussed by the way he felt his face screw up. “What are you talking about? You had Sarah and me.”
“That’s just it.” Mrs. Black said almost sobbing. “Remember when we talked about Paul’s brother. George Black and his wife Marie.”
“Aunt Marie and Uncle George, yeah, they died a long time ago, from cancer.”
Mrs. Black shook her head. “That was a lie. You see Marie was a witch and George was a wizard.”
“They were!” Sirius cried suddenly. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Because I was afraid to tell you the truth, we wanted you and Sarah to grow up away from that. We didn’t want you to know what really happened.”
“I don’t understand.” Sirius said.
Mr Black suddenly stepped out from behind the doorway. “The truth, Sirius, is that me and Melanie are not your parents. We’re your Aunt and Uncle.”
“And your Godparents.” Said Melanie Black.
Sirius felt shocked. “Then who are my parents?”
“Well,” said Aunt Melanie, “haven’t you guessed? Marie and George are your parents.”
Sirius’ mouth hung open. He felt like time had suddenly slowed down as she said the last sentence. The words seemed to come out in slow motion, deep booming words which echoed through his mind. “They are?” Sirius croaked weakly.
“Yes, we weren’t sure whether we were gonna tell you at all, but now I’ve seen that letter, it felt like the right thing to do.”
“I can’t believe you never had the decency to tell us before!” Shouted Sirius in disbelief. “This has to be the most horrific day of my life! First I’m a wizard and now this!” Sirius clenched his fists tightly and stormed upstairs to his room.
*
“JAMES! WHAT’S BEEN GOING ON?!” Cried Mrs Potter in utter outrage.
“Nothing, mum.” James weakly replied in as much an innocent voice as he could.
“Well, this certainly doesn’t look like nothing to me!” His mother pointed to the Main Hall behind her where at least twenty house-elves were cleaning up, which was basically all of the house-elves they owned. “Your father is upstairs in the Study. He wants to talk to you later. But first, you are going to help with some important matters.”
James was gonna ask what that was, but then he saw Veruca Malfoy standing in the doorway of one of the many entrances into the Main Hall.
“The Malfoys are looking for Lucius. He was last seen early this morning and has been missing since then. You will go with Veruca and help her look for her brother.”
“But mum!” James said, wanting dearly to go to the party next door. “There’s a party-”
“James! Don’t you try and wiggle your way out of this. You know the Malfoys are dear friends of ours.”
Not to me! James said inside his head.
“Come on then, don’t keep dear Veruca waiting.”
James gritted his teeth. He knew what his mother was doing, and maybe she knew that he knew it too. James had seen his mother and Mrs Malfoy talking endless times, mainly about the Ministry and the progress they’re making, but sometimes the subject turned to their children and their futures. So it was so obvious that they were trying to do some matchmaking. Very bad matchmaking at James’ perception, but never the less Veruca’s mother and his own mother was plotting to make them a couple.
“Don’t count on it,” James whispered quietly under his breath as his mother watched him walk absent-mindedly towards Veruca.
“Hello James,” Veruca gushed.
James shivered slightly, and luckily Veruca didn’t notice, unfortunately his mother did. She came over then as well.
“Well, James,” said Mrs Potter. “Look after Veruca too and I want you to start looking in Diagon Alley and then look around the neighbourhood. I’m sure Lucius can’t have gone too far.”
Veruca smiled sweetly, curling a strand of loose hair around her finger that got separated from the cute pigtails tied with pink sparkly ribbons. “My brother is usually a good wizard.” Said Veruca softly. “He never usually goes off like that without telling his parents first.”
James coughed trying to cover the snort of laughter that was longing to be released.
“Well, I’m sure with the help of my son, James, you’ll find him soon enough.” Mrs Potter said giving her an infatuated smile.
James frowned drearily and grudgingly went with Veruca taking a pouch of floo powder with him.
*
“So, let me get this straight,” said Remus, scratching his head. “Someone snuck into your room, wrecked the place, scared your cat out of it’s wits or possibly performed some spell, took your map collection and vanished without any fingerprints or any other marks to possibly identify the culprit.”
“Er…that’s right.” Said Peter, stroking Shadows.
“Are you sure it was your map collection, dearie?” Said Mrs Pettigrew.
“For the millionth time; YES!” Cried Peter. “And before you ask I don’t know why.”
“What are the maps of?” Asked Remus.
“Well, one is of Hogwarts, another one is of the shopping alleys, um, there’s one of my old neighbourhood in Cornwall and there’s this very special map.”
“Of?”
“It’s a very old pirate style, treasure map.” Peter said in a whiny voice.
“Wow! A treasure map! Where did you get that?” Asked Remus, his expression quite awed.
“I found it ages ago in Cornwall, in this cave when I went exploring the beaches.”
“Wicked! What’s the treasure? What area does it show of exactly?” Remus said.
Peter shoved Shadows off his lap. “Stop asking so many questions!”
“I’m just trying to help!” Cried Remus.
“Well,” Peter said. “I haven’t a clue. I couldn’t really understand what the map was saying; it was in a different language. I couldn’t really tell what the map showed.”
“Oh.” Remus said, clearly disappointed. “Well, do you remember what the map looks like still?”
“No.” Peter replied gloomily. “I haven’t really looked at it in a while.”
“Oh.”
“Peter, honey. Are you sure it was the maps, you might of left them back in Cornwall, mighten you. Are you sure it wasn’t something else that was stolen?”
“For the last time, mum. YES!” Cried Peter. “I’m a hundred and ten percent sure it was the maps.”
“Well I’m glad you’ve finally got it out in the open.” Cried his mother strolling out of the room.
Peter sighed another heavy sigh. His mother was really slow now days when it came to thinking. Remus sighed with him and sat down.
*
Sirius lay on his bed. This day was getting worse by the minute. He had his NOW Aunt and Uncle outside his bedroom door trying to get him to come out.
(-I most strongly agree that Melanie and Paul Black are both rethinking about Sirius having a lock on his door -from the inside.)
“Sirius!” Cried his aunt. “Open the door. Please, you have to understand that we thought that you wouldn’t be able to take in the fact of what your parents were, especially at a young age.”
“Well you thought wrong!” Sirius muffled from his pillow.
“Sirius!” That was his sister’s voice from outside. “Come down! Everyone’s waiting for you!”
Sirius sighed. He couldn’t well have his party without him in it. After all it was for him.
Sirius sat up and looked towards the door.
Melanie stumbled inside; she was obviously leaning against the door.
She stared at Sirius sitting on the bed.
“How did you do that?” She asked wearily.
“Do what?”
“Open the door, when you’re sitting three feet away from it.”
“I don’t know. I didn’t even know you couldn’t open it.”
Melanie and Paul stared at the door from the inside. There wasn’t any lock.
“How did you do that?” Uncle Paul asked quite astonished.
“It must be magic, then.” Mumbled Sirius, putting a baseball cap on. “You know if I’m a wizard, I must be able to do magic.”
“With wands yeah.” Said Uncle Paul, who obviously knew something about wizards from his brother.
“I don’t know then. Maybe it’s because I’m being emotional.”
“Maybe.”
“Come on then,” Said Mrs Black. “You know we love you as if you were our own son don’t you.”
“Yes.” Sirius said. He walked with them downstairs. “Are you going to tell Sarah?”
“When the times right, yes.” Said Mr Black.
*
In Diagon Alley it was very busy, as a lot of Hogwarts students were deciding to get their equipment early. It was so crowded that Veruca made James hold her hand, which James obviously objected to at first until she threatened to tell his mother that he wasn’t treating her nice. So James had to obey, he didn’t want to be on the wrong side with his mother again, it just led to a lot of punishment and pain.
“Let’s look in Gringotts first,” said Veruca in a very sickly sweet voice.
James’ temper was getting the best of him. “Why in God’s name would Lucius be in Gringotts?”
Veruca pouted. “It was just a thought, honey.”
This earned James titters and sniggers from every kid in a five-foot radius from where he stood. He had gone a bright beetroot at the thought of everyone in the crowd thinking that he and Veruca was a couple. He wasn’t embarrassed he was grievingly humiliated.
He was loathing Veruca very step he took while holding her hand.
“You know what,” hissed James. “You’re a spoilt little brat!”
Veruca smiled sweetly as if it was a compliment. “You are as well. Don’t we make a cute couple?”
That’s it the thermometer suddenly burst into overload. He wrenched his hand out of hers and headed back to the Leaky Cauldron.
“Don’t walk away from me and leave me all alone!” Wailed Veruca causing a lot of the surrounding crowd to look with pity at her and with aggression on him.
“Christ!” James breathed and took Veruca by the arm and forced her to follow him back to the Leaky Cauldron.
Veruca’s sobbing immediately stopped.
Inside the Leaky Cauldron, James strolled up to the bartender, Tom and asked him whether he’d seen Lucius Malfoy. Which as you already know, Tom does.
“He went not long ago, I think he took the Floo Network home from what I’ve seen.”
James said thank you and then turned towards Veruca squarely. “You little… you little… I don’t have the words to describe what you are, but I know it’s worse than anything I’ve ever encountered!”
“Then it’s not much is it?” Smirked Veruca slyly.
“You knew all the time that Lucius came home not long after your parents started looking, didn’t you? You were just trying to spend time with me.” James folded his arms tightly across his chest. “Well, it’s never going to happen! Whatever you’re thinking right now, never! I don’t care what nasty schemes our mothers are plotting. It’s. Never. Going. To. HAPPEN!” There he’d said it, right in the middle of a crowded room.
To James surprise, Veruca didn’t cry or wail or look upset in any way, she looked quite the opposite. “You look so cute when you’re mad.” And she gave him a kiss on the cheek then twirled on her heels and disappeared through the fireplace.
Everyone in the room when “arhhhh!” like they’d just seen some cute baby animals walk for the first time.
James stood there, mortified he didn’t move for at least ten minutes until he saw Remus and Peter come barging through the entrance door that came from the outside London Muggle world. They both looked like they were ready to murder someone.
*
“Happy Birthday Sirius!” Cried some neighbourhood girls that Sarah had quickly made friends with.
“Thanks.” Sirius mumbled.
The party was huge. There was a large patio area with some disco lights portrayed around it and a DJ. Someone was hanging up some lanterns for later when it got dark and there was a really long table groaning with fresh food. Sirius’ mouth watered. He hadn’t realised how hungry he was until now. He grabbed a chicken drumstick just as he saw a small potato-like head pop up from a jug of lemonade.
He dropped his chicken drumstick and took a step back as another head appeared from behind a pile of jam sandwiches.
“Gnomes.” Sirius whispered, quite startled.
He heard a scream from behind him as a gnome came soaring through the sky from over the garden wall.
Someone was throwing them into his garden. But who?
Sirius tried to ignore the squealing girls as they shrieked, “It’s a toad!”
“No it’s not!” Cried another girl, “they’re gnomes.”
Sirius turned, the girl who said it had red hair.
The girl saw that he was staring at her. “Yes, I’m a witch.”
“Huh?” Said Sirius. “Can you tell that I’m a…”
“I knew, because your mother told me,” said the girl.
“And why did she tell you that?” Sirius practically had to shout this above the noise of the party guests.
“Because your dad told her that I was a witch just a while ago.”
“Oh.” Sirius said, shaking his leg as a gnome was clung on to it. “Do you know how to get rid of gnomes?”
“Not really. I don’t know much magic.”
Sirius looked at the garden wall. Gnomes were still flying over it.
“Well, I’m gonna get to the source of this!” Cried Sirius, dodging through the chaos towards the garden wall.
The red hair girl was following. “Do you know what your doing?”
“Running away from chaos and charging into even more chaos?”
“Yeah, that sum’s it up, more or less.”
“You couldn’t give us a lift up could you?” Sirius asked grapping onto some vines.
“Sure.”
“What’s your name by the way?” Sirius asked halfway up the wall.
“Lizzy. Lizzy Evertime.”
“Well, thanks Lizzy, for the boost. Maybe I’ll see you at Hogwarts.” He disappeared over the wall failing to hear Lizzy’s words of “What’s your name?”
*
“James!” Both Peter and Remus said in unison.
James snapped out of his trance. “Huh? Yeah -er-Hi!”
“Have you seen Snape or Malfoy?” Asked Remus.
James looked at his watch; it told him that Sirius’ party was ending soon.
“Malfoy? I haven’t seen any Malfoys.” James said quickly, not wanting to share his humiliation “I must go, Sirius’ party. Bad things might be happening, Lucius said-“
“Lucius.” Said Remus, whipping his wand out as if he were facing the thing he just said. “So you have seen him.”
“No,” James said weakly, “I haven’t seen him since we sent him here unconscious.”
“Ok.” Said Remus, “What about Snape?”
“Snape’s right here,” said a voice behind them, which was very unpleasant. “And he thinks Potter should watch his back more often.”
James spun round. “Get lost you creep!”
Snape chuckled softly, “did you enjoy that little kiss on the cheek, Potter?”
“Go eat dirt! You must like it so much, you’re covered in it!” James remarked, earning him a nasty glare.
“So,” said Snape, “you want to die young do you?”
“Not really.” James admitted.
“That’s shame, because if you keep up that bad mouth of yours your gonna be finding a wand sticking into your back.”
“Well, I’ll just have to make sure a harmless stick can’t stab me then.” Laughed James.
Snape sneered and strolled away.
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