Heres a quick teaser because i feel bad about
not posting any new chapters in so long...i have exams all next week so
after that i'll really get down to it and start pumping out chapters
again:)
The next morning, Sirius Black opened his eyes and groaned at the sight of the blood red curtains that were draped over his old bed. Weakly sitting up, he noticed that the bedroom he had not slept in since the age of 15 had been thoroughly cleaned and polished, 'I hope Harry didn't do this all by himself…Harry!' Sirius bolted out of the bed noticing he was now wearing an old nightshirt and was significantly cleaner than he had been when he was last awake. While he swayed slightly to get his bearings, a small popping sound and the appearance of a small hand pushing him back towards the bed caught his attention.
"Master Sirius must be staying in bed, Master Harry has said so, dirty half bloods giving Kreacher horrible orders, Mistress would be furious at the infestations in her house," came the scratchy voice of the small house elf.
"Kreacher why are you here? Who told you to do this? WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH HARRY!" Sirius screamed as the house elf bound him in the bed with his magic.
"Kreacher is taking care of nasty Master Sirius, young Master Harry is giving Kreacher his orders, oh the shame! If Mistress only knew! What tortures would the young one endure! But Kreacher cannot, Master Harry is family, Master Harry has been given poor Master Regulus' room. Master Harry is telling Kreacher he will get clothes if he misbehaves, Kreacher is being a good house elf for the nasty half blood."
Sirius stopped struggling and slouched into the posh, thick bedding. Feeling slightly out of place, he again closed his eyes to sleep, feeling the exhaustion of twelve years in Azkaban and of returning to the home he left so long ago.
Tee hee hee