A/n: I believe Argus is the shortened term of Augustus, however I could be wrong.
Chapter 5: Meeting Sirius
Harry's Side of the View (Finally huh?)
*Sometimes she just makes me so mad* Harry thought angrily to himself while burying his face into his pillow. Before he noticed, he fell asleep. When he woke up, it was already dark; he still felt tired after all the work he had done in the North Tower. In many ways, he was thankful to have had the Dursleys, if it wasn't for them, he wouldn't have been prepared for all these hard labor work he is going through now. He looked at this clock, it was pointing at "Should be asleep". The next thing he noticed was his constant rumbling in the mid areas, he left the bed and headed for the Common Room.
*This is where it all started* he gave a sigh and sat down at the couch closest to the fire. His stomach gave another large growl and by coincidence, the fire turned green and cold. Then out popped a handsome man near the mid thirties. Harry recognized the man in an instant; he was Professor Black, the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. Since Professor Black had his back to Harry, he didn't notice Harry sitting there.
"Remus, I don't know about this, Harry might get frightened," Professor seemed to be talking to himself. Harry covered his mouth to keep himself from making any sound after another voice replied.
"Sirius, Harry has the right to know-"
"Know what?" Harry blurted and quickly covered his mouth, cursing his idiocy.
"Harry!" Sirius along with the unknown voice gasped at once. Then another man appeared from nowhere, he was wearing some kind of cloak made of water.
"Know what?" Harry repeated, his courage kicking in.
"Well, err. Remus, better you explain." Professor Black said nervously.
"Um, OK, Harry, my name is Remus Lupin, and this is Sirius Black, or you might know him as Professor Black. We were friends of your father's, well, best of friends in fact." Harry nodded, "Well, when you are about a year old, Lily and James were murdered, but then as you might have heard, Ethan Granger defeated Voldemort," Remus and Sirius rolled their eyes, "well you can just forget ever hearing that because it is a load of dung. You shall find out who really defeated Voldemort when you are older. But for now, we have several gifts from your godfather Sirius-"
"Godfather!" Harry almost awakened the entire Gryffindor Tower.
"Shhh, I guess I did forget to mention it, but Sirius here is to keep you safe from harm. There are several people in this school who knows who really defeated Voldemort, anyway, Sirius?" Remus backed up.
"Harry, these are possession that had once belonged to your father himself. This is the Marauder's Map, just tap the parchment with your wand and repeat after me," Harry did as told, "I solemnly swear that I am up to no good."
In an instant, as if several invisible hands were drawing on the map at once, the map began to fill itself. "Each member of the Marauders has a copy of this map. Now, this is the Invisibility Cloak, Remus, if you would kindly demonstrate."
Remus held his watery cloak and wrapped it around his body, which quickly became invisible to the naked eye leaving only his head visible; making it seem his head was floating. "James used the cloak and the map to get to kitchens for some food after small arguments with Lily." Sirius said smiling and remembers his days as a Hogwarts student.
"Um, where is the kitchen now? I am rather hungry," Harry said, his stomach agreed with a grumble.
Sirius brightened up into a different memory and smiled, "Sure, just look into the Marauder's Map, and try to stay away from any other dot that comes near by. Sorry, but we need Remus to sneak out unnoticed, so he needs to cloak for now. I promise I will give it to you in class. I believe your class has Defense Against Dark Arts class tomorrow. See you then." The common room's fire turned green once again and the two men left. "Oh, to turn of the map, point at the map and say "Mischief Mangled!" Sirius yelled as he was sent back to his office.
Harry looked at the map, the dot Harry Potter was in the Gryffindor Common room. He stepped out of hole that led to back to the halls to find his dot doing exactly the same thing. As soon as he left, he saw another dot that had the name "Argus Filch" above it. Harry quickly jumped behind a suit of armor and as predicted, Filch past right by.
Harry gave a sigh of relief and headed for the kitchens. Along the way, he passed through Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape in a conversation, Peeves, and Mrs. Norris. When he reached his destination, he saw a portrait of fruit. He looked at his map to see if it was malfunctioning when a bubble thought appeared next to his dot saying, "tickle the pear". Harry did as instructed and the portrait opened like the Fat Lady's portrait.
"Guest!" One of the elves shouted and within a nanosecond, a dozen more elves appeared. "One of the master's students comes as guest. Would you like food? (I am trying my best elf talk.)" One of the elves asked holding a large plate veggies and meat.
"Thank you, sorry to say, I missed today's dinner. What's your name?"
The house elf shivered. "You so kind to us house elves, you treat us like equals! You just like master himself. Would you like seconds sir?" The house elf got another plate, this time full of pasties.
"Thank you, you still haven't told me your name." Harry replied with his mouth full.
"Dobby, sir, Dobby the house elf." The house elf bowed, his nose almost touching the ground.
"Wow, that was delicious Dobby, I can't believe I am full already. Oh, how rude of me, I know your name, but you don't know mine. My name is Harry Potter." Harry said, stretching and patting his stomach afterwards. "I think I should be leaving, thank you Dobby."
"Good bye, Mr. Potter sir, come back to visit anytime."
"Thank you," Harry repeated and left the portrait. He was so full and happy, he forgot about being mad at Hermione. He surprisingly made it back to the common room without hassle and the map. He went straight to bed and fell down, out cold.
On Monday morning, Ron telling him to wake up roughly shook him up. "All right, all right, I'm up, I'm up." Harry said groggily.
"Would you like to tell me your troubles mate?" Ron asked.
"How do you know I got troubles?" Harry asked suddenly remembering the whole fiasco with Hermione.
"I have five brothers and a sister. I think I could grow up to be a therapist. So what is wrong?" Ron repeated.
"Hermione." Harry simply replied the best he could while brushing his teeth.
"The daughter of Ethan? What does she have to do with your troubles?" Ron asked sitting down, crossing his legs like a therapist.
"We got into a fight," he said.
"Well, you two are great friends, I'm sure you can work it out." Ron said, still in the same position.
"I hope," Harry said, stepping out of the bathroom, done with his morning routine. As soon as he stepped outside, he saw Ron, pictured him with glasses, white hair, bushy eyebrows, and smoking a pipe, like a stereotypic therapist, and laughed.
"You're cured!" Harry laughed harder, "You're laughing, haven't seen you do that in days. Now lets hurry, I'm hungry."
They left to the Great Hall for breakfast. Harry stopped himself from sitting next to Hermione and sat next to Ron, a few seats away from her.
"You're going to have to face her sometime mate." Ron said taking a bite out of his toast.
"I know, just not now." Harry restrained himself from looking at her.
"You better start eating, we have double potions right away." Ron said now eating an apple.
"Oh joy, time with the Slytherin." Harry said sarcastically and left the table with Ron.
They spent two hours being insulted by Snape on their limited intelligence on sleeping potions while absolutely ignoring Hermione's hand. When the class was finally over, they had Defense Against the Dark Arts class. Harry and Ron were really looking forward to the class.
"My name is Sirius Black, also know as Professor Black. Many of you may know me for being the ex convict that was falsely accused of murder." Harry finally remembered where he had heard his name, Hermione mentioned him on the Hogwarts Express. "Defense Against the Dark Arts is not a stroll in a park. Many monsters have awful effects on you like Dementors, we will not be going into child's play like Cornish Pixies however."
Sirius continued describing what they would be going throughout most of the class time. To pass the time, he later asked what curses or hexes the students knew. He stopped calling on Hermione after she listed 10 curses/hex that not even he himself knew about. When DADA was finally over, everybody left but Harry. "Here you go Harry, your invisibility cloak. It will come in handy." Sirius said giving him a wink, and then Sirius' face turned serious. "Harry, as your legal guardian, I do have to right to look after you. You could leave the Dursleys and come live with me if you want to." Sirius waited for him to answer, but it seemed Harry lost his voice.
"Leave the Dursleys?" Harry asked in some kind of trance. This was the first good thing that happened to him in days. "I could come live with you? When?!" Harry got all excited and asked millions of questions until he was going to be late for the next class. "Harry, after the school year, I'll talk with your aunt and uncle. I hope that I can persuade them into handing you into my care. Now you got class, shoo!"
>~>~>~>~> Okay, that is it for now; the next chapter will be from Hermione point of view. Harry is just too hard cause of all that can happen in his life. Yes, I am a lazy, lazy boy ~_~. I may be lazy, but I still love comments/reviews, so please make some for me please? <~<~<~<~<