tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57533450667234970162024-02-19T08:23:07.604-08:00Felicity & DeceitFelicity Modhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03283756474701209837noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753345066723497016.post-54931501619709658162012-02-03T09:30:00.000-08:002012-02-03T09:58:43.725-08:00Rise & Shine<div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqBGg69MauakVe7R39evsT6mgswmwv0QmAxkN9cXEMxTTxmsKFvaDEwgsPJUzvQcAVLYrNW8UtmkSTcbFA9JR0cqYmVibuM82KawE79SBJHsDtrnpK11_ZIjHoSXdnM_IXp3iUsZ_p6AA/s1600/b0172.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqBGg69MauakVe7R39evsT6mgswmwv0QmAxkN9cXEMxTTxmsKFvaDEwgsPJUzvQcAVLYrNW8UtmkSTcbFA9JR0cqYmVibuM82KawE79SBJHsDtrnpK11_ZIjHoSXdnM_IXp3iUsZ_p6AA/s1600/b0172.gif" /></a></div>Who: Sirius Black, Mr. Potter (NPC)</div><div>When: September 1, In the early morning</div><div>Where: His bedroom. The Potter house</div><div>What: Sirius is cranky about getting up to start the day</div><div>Rating: PG-13</div><div>Notes: None<br />
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</div><div>Black hair was the only thing you could see along the edge of the thick covers.</div><div>Buried somewhere in the depths of the sheets was a very sleep deprived Sirius</div><div>Black. He lay sprawled out, arms and legs flailing in opposite directions</div><div>beneath the sheets. Mrs. Potter had yelled for him to wake up an hour ago, but</div><div>he hadn't stirred at all. Instead, he lay there practically comatose, his head</div><div>buried in the fluffy white pillow that smelled of his shampoo.</div><div><br />
</div><div>He had made this tiny guest bedroom his own at the start of the summer. While it</div><div>had been relatively clean when he had arrived, his things were now strewn all</div><div>over the</div><div>place. Magic books, quills, letters from Remus and Peter, his broom. He hadn't</div><div>wasted even one second cleaning the place. It felt like home now and not just a</div><div>room in the Potter house that James had chosen for him to stay in. It was his</div><div>home...</div><div><br />
</div><div>Finally, as if realizing that he did, in fact, have to get up, Sirius shifted</div><div>and coiled beneath the covers. Emitting a loud, guttural yawn, he pushed himself</div><div>over and rolled onto his back.</div><div>It took a second for his eyes to flicker open and stare blankly up at the high</div><div>ceiling. </div><div><br />
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</div><div>Rubbing at his sleepy eyes before stretching and looking around, his eyes</div><div>drifted to a tray of breakfast on a table in the far corner and a jacket that he</div><div>was sure didn't belong to him. James. He was sure he had come in at some point,</div><div>but hadn't waken him up. Good lad! He wasn't sure he'd been able to resist</div><div>pummeling his friends face in if he had woken him up before he was ready.</div><div><br />
</div><div>Drawn toward the food, Sirius yanked back the covers and rolled out of the bed.</div><div>Padding his way over to the table, he took a seat and attacked the slices of</div><div>bacon on the plate.</div><div><br />
</div><div>"You're finally awake I see."</div><div><br />
</div><div>Sirius looked up and smiled. "Yes, finally."</div><div><br />
</div><div>The old man grinned and leaned against the door frame. "James has been bursting</div><div>at the seams waiting for you to wake up I'm afraid. He wants to go into Diagon</div><div>Alley before you have to catch the train."</div><div><br />
</div><div>Train. Train? Wait, what? Sirius' large brown eyes widened. Today was the first</div><div>day of classes. How could he have forgotten that? He got up and rushed to grab</div><div>his watch. 7:30.</div><div><br />
</div><div>"You're not late, but you will be." Mr. Potter laughed. "Come on my boy. Eat up</div><div>and start packing. You have a long year ahead of you."</div><div><br />
</div><div>With a tiny nod, he continued down the hall. Sirius raked his hands through his</div><div>hair and sighed. So much for being lazy all day. Where had the time gone? In a</div><div>matter of minutes he was dressed and ready to begin another fantastic year at</div><div>Hogwarts.</div>Felicity Modhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03283756474701209837noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753345066723497016.post-47564498470192182332011-02-17T13:30:00.000-08:002012-02-02T14:15:34.317-08:00The Restricted Section<div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">The Restricted Section</span></b></div><br />
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