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Chapter Eleven: Banks, Bikes and Black's

Sirius stood in the entrance to his flat, well, it was more of a Penthouse. With the money he had inherited from his Uncle, he had been able to afford much more than a tiny little flat on the outskirts, and so he had gone for luxury. The Penthouse was in Hyde Park, Knightsbridge and was six thousand square feet of exquisite refinement, directly overlooking The Serpentine on South Carriage drive, adjacent to the Royal Horse Guards Cavalry. The accommodation boasted two reception and entertaining rooms, a huge kitchen, three bedroom suites including a master bedroom suite with his and 'hers' bathrooms and dressing rooms, direct lift access and two terrace roof gardens. In addition, the magnificent three-sixty degree views took in the park, the London skyline, the City, the West End and the Palace of Westminster.

He grinned, knowing his parents would despise him for being able to afford such exquisite grandeur. The walls were cream, with an aubergine coloured shag pile rug and dark hard wood floors polished to perfection. The lamps matched the carpet and the only sofa could have seated the whole of Gryffindor house, if they didn't mind being squashed against each other. Sirius's luggage arrived shortly after him, a short man with flyaway hair huffed and puffed as he dropped the heavy trunk in the entrance. Sirius stood with his hands on his hips, turning to the man expectantly. There was silence for a moment before the man spluttered indignantly.

"Are you expecting me to carry your luggage into the flat?" He said in an outraged voice.

"Are you trying to tell me that's not what you're here for?" Sirius countered.

"No I am not! You insufferable, arrogant young man! I am your landlord, not a bus boy!"

"Could've fooled me." Sirius replied, folding his arms across his chest. "Time is galleons, mister." He said impatiently and the man gaped at him.

"Why you..." He began but thought of the amount of gold that was waiting to be transferred into his account. He picked up the cases with an angry huff and began dragging them across the floor, towards the master bedroom. Sirius watched him with a smirk, enjoying taunting the little man, because he had gold, lots of gold...a seemingly endless amount of gold. All thanks to his Uncle. He felt an upsurge of affection for the deceased man and smiled nostalgically as he fell onto the sofa and gazed up at the ceiling.

"Right..." The man returned, waving his wand as a briefcase appeared from thin air, he sat opposite Sirius and drew out a thick sheaf of parchment. "Please read the lease and contract and sign on the dotted line..." He shoved them forward along with the ink and quill. He watched as Sirius took the quill, scanning the documents with a small frown before nodding and bending to place his signature to the line. When Sirius was done he shoved the parchment back at the man and leaned back, arms spread out like royalty and a lazy grin on his face. He read the signature and paled slightly. "I...I uh..." It was an elaborate signature, with graceful looping curls that gave the impression that this rough, seemingly uncultured boy had been tutored in calligraphy. "Mr...Mr...Black?" His eyes met those silver grey ones.

"Yes...I am a Black. However, not proud to be one."

"I-I see..." He muttered, still completely amazed and somehow not all that surprised. The boy acted as if he owned everything his feet touched, he walked as if he had been schooled in the type of posh finishing school Muggle Royals went to and the man assumed that he could probably hold a dinner party for the Queen of England and not embarrass himself. "Well...I guess that's everything. If you need anything else, or have any further questions, you know where my office is." He stood and held out his hand, Sirius took it in a firm grip but it was brief, bordering on rude.

"Yes, of course." Sirius said, ushering the man towards the door. "Nice meeting you...bye bye..." He shut the door in the man's face before turning and admiring his new home. Yes, he could finally call somewhere home. He grinned to himself and ran towards a random door, shoving it open and gazing around in awe. It was spectacular! The Master bedroom was huge, a large round bed was the centre piece, the walls were the same shade of cream as the rest. There were two large bathrooms with bright orange and white tiles, the bath was sunk into the floor like an old roman one and best of all, Sirius thought as he threw himself onto the bed with his arms splayed, not a snakes head in sight!

It took him a while to make everything perfect, he made sure to make his mark on the place. Soon his bedroom was covered in posters, Muggle ones mostly, of half naked girls and his life-long obsession: Motorbikes. He put his clothes away and realised that all he had were a few old Muggle clothes and his school robes, which just wouldn't do at all. And so he sent his owl to tell Remus, James and Peter to meet him outside the Leaky Cauldron. He arrived slightly late and ran over to them, panting. Remus smiled at him in greeting and he beamed back. James dragged him into an embrace before releasing him and Peter nodded his head in greeting. "So, what do you need help with?" James asked, shoving his hands into his pockets.

"I am in need of some new garments." Sirius said slowly, Remus looked down and saw that his jeans were tatty, a hole had been ripped in one knee and he was pretty sure the t-shirt Sirius was wearing was about seven years old judging by the faded colours of the Muggle rock band The Beatles. Sirius's Converse were in disrepair, they could all see his toe sticking out from a hole. "Stop staring! I know I look a state!" He muttered, scuffing the toe of his unlaced shoe on the ground.

"Why do you need help with that?" James asked, confused.

Sirius flushed slightly. "I have no idea how to use Muggle money." He said softly. "And its muggle clothes I'll be needing...except for some new Dress Robes...and maybe some casual wear robes..." He ran fingers through his hair, avoiding everyone's gaze.

"Well, I don't know why you asked me!" James exclaimed. "I'm not going to be much help! All that paper confuses the hell out of me..."

Remus sighed. "Alright, fine. I'll teach you. But first we'll need to withdraw some money from your account and get it exchanged for Muggle money."

They went to Gringotts and Sirius stood in the line for withdrawals. He waited impatiently, he didn't want to tell his friends that the real reason he had wanted to go shopping lay in his pocket, a crumpled piece of Muggle magazine he had managed to rip out of a magazine in a library. He kept making sure it was still there, hopping slightly from one foot to the other. When they reached the desk the Goblin held out his hand. "What can I do for you?" He asked, gazing down at the boys with beady black eyes.

Something in Sirius seemed to change, he didn't like the way the goblin was looking at him, as if he was a lower being. He straightened his back automatically. Remus looked sideways at him and almost sighed, resisting the urge to stamp on Sirius's foot, Sirius's eyes were heavily lidded and he was sneering in an apparently completely unconscious manner. "I wish to enter my vault, Goblin." He said coldly.

"Sirius!" Remus hissed, eyes darting around nervously as the other Goblins began looking up from their work.

"And your name is...?" the Goblin replied, his voice going ever colder.

"Sirius Black." Sirius declared in a firm voice.

"Ah...Mr. Black...I apologise for my earlier rudeness, please come right this way." The Goblin stepped down and led the way towards the doors to the vaults. They climbed into the cart, Sirius grinned at James over his shoulder and mouthing how much he loved this bit. They whizzed through the tunnels, Sirius's laughter being torn away by the speed they were going at. James was grinning and Remus began to feel a little bit sick. Peter clung on for all he was worth, marvelling at how deep they were going. He had never been so far down, his own vault being nearer the surface. Finally the cart came to juddering halt, Remus was thrown forward, into Sirius's back. "Vault 711." The Goblin said and climbed out. The boys followed, Peter and Remus gazing around at the dank, damp walls.

"Wow...Sirius, I've never been this far down before!" Peter muttered. "It's cold."

Sirius shook his head. "Sometimes I wonder how you could be pureblood, Peter." He muttered.

Peter flushed with humiliation, but stood back when the Goblin indicated. The Goblin pressed his hand to the vault and the door simply seemed to melt away. Peter peeked around Sirius and his eyes widened, a massive heap of yellow gold sat in the middle, there were also heaps of silver and bronze but he also noticed glittering jewels and some jewellery, he gasped, he had never seen so much gold! Sirius stepped in, hardly seeming to glance around, he scooped some money into a bag that he tucked into his pocket before stepping back out. "If you think this is a lot, Pete, you should see the family vault...not that I'm allowed access to that."

"You mean...all that is yours?" Peter exclaimed, he sounded envious.

"Yeah...it's not much, but I'll get by." He smirked, enjoying Peter's jealousy.

"Ah, poor Wormtail, you haven't even seen my family vault have you?" James said, grinning as he threw his arms around Peter's shoulders. "There's plenty in that one too. Must be hard, being surrounded by handsome rich guys like us." He laughed as they climbed back into the cart.

Once they had changed the gold into Muggle money Sirius and his friends sat outside Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour and Remus began trying to teach Sirius about Muggle money...which was like trying to teach a heard of angry Hippogriff's how to dance.

"No, Sirius, for the last time...that's a ten! See, there's a little number in the corner..." Remus pointed to the number.

"Why does it have a picture of some old woman on it?" Sirius asked, pointing to the picture of the Queen on a Ten pound note.

"That's the Queen of England!" Remus exclaimed in exasperation. He was getting even more annoyed due to the fact that his ice cream Sunday was melting and he had yet to reach the chocolate sauce at the bottom. James was leaning over, gazing at the odd paper money in fascination.

"Wow...Muggles are weird. They don't even use gold! How is this rubbish worth anything? Look, the pictures aren't even moving!" James laughed.

"So...This is ten...?" Sirius said holding up the note. "And...and this is..." He frowned at it, then smiled. "Fifty?"

"Yes! Thank Merlin for your wonderful brain, Mr. Padfoot." Remus hissed, sucking his spoon where he sat low in his seat.

Sirius looked slightly affronted. "I was going to buy you something nice as a thank you present but now I don't think I will." He sniffed.

Finally they went shopping in Muggle London, Sirius and James walked around with mouths half open as they gazed around at the sights. Shops that sold things that weren't magical, yet they seemed to hold more magic because of it. Sirius spent his time staring into shop windows before remembering why he was doing this in the first place. He bought lots of new clothes, the bags of which he shrunk surreptitiously and put in his pockets. Then he spotted his final destination and felt his mouth water, his fingers found the crumpled bit of magazine as he stopped across the street from the Garage. There it was...in all it's shining beauty! Silver and black steel, soft leather and an engine that sounded like the roar of a dragon. He felt his pulse quicken as he imagined himself sat astride the beast, and he let slip a groan of longing so desperate Remus looked at him.

"Want..." Sirius moved, startling his friends as he ran across the road, dodging cars and swearing at cursing drivers. He stopped in front of the machine hopping excitedly from one foot to the other and licking his lips. "Want want wantwantwant..." He panted, his shining eyes moving to Remus who looked incredulous.

"This is why you bought us here?" Remus exclaimed. "Sirius...do you even know what this is?"

"This, my misinformed friend, is a Honda GL 1000...999 cc, Liquid cooled, 4 cylinder engine. 78 hp at 7000 rpm." Sirius grinned at Remus's incomprehension. "It's beautiful...and I want it."

"Well, well, it seems someone knows what they're talking about. Welcome young man, what can I help you with?" A large muggle man with a handle bar moustache and grey hair walked out to meet them and Sirius grinned.

"I want it!" He said like an excited child.

James stood in the garage, arms folded and a frown on his face as he watched Sirius kneeling on the floor with a spanner in one hand and his wand in the other. "What in Merlin's great saggy testicles are you doing?" He said.

Sirius looked up at him from the floor beside his new bike, a cigarette dangling from his lips. "Making magic, Mr. Prongs." He said with a toothy grin, his eyes slightly squinted against the smoke that rose from the burning end of the white stick between his lips. "You'll see..."

James sighed and slumped to the floor, resting his elbow on his knee and his head on his hand. "And why do you need a spanner to do magic?"

"Because..." Sirius paused in what he was doing, eyeing James through his hair. He had oil smeared across his cheek, his fingers were black with it and his old t-shirt was ripped as badly as his jeans. "I am trying to fix stuff onto it...however, I have no idea what I'm doing...most of this is guess work..."

"So...you're experimenting?"

"Yup." Sirius went back to his bike, tapping it lightly with his wand. There was a bang and a flash of light and Sirius yelped. He rolled away, dropping his wand and covering his face with one hand. "Ow!"

"What did you do?" James failed to fight the laughter, he pulled Sirius's hand away from his face and saw black soot covering his face, his eyes watered so the tears tracked clear streaks down his cheeks. He fell backwards, laughing hysterically. Sirius sat up, throwing the spanner at James who vanished it before it hit him.

"I needed that!" Sirius moaned. "You're not being helpful at all...piss off and go harass your parents."

"Oi, this is my garage! We're letting you use it..."

"Your parents are letting me use it." Sirius corrected. "Although...seeing as your father doesn't have a car, I don't understand why he has a garage."

James shrugged. "More room to store stuff I think."

"I see..." Sirius replied, returning to his bike and gazing at the shiny metal. "It's amazing, isn't it?"

"Yes, simply charming...tea?" James climbed to his feet, Sirius nodded without turning around.

The bar was crowded, Sirius's eyes gazed around in fascination with James at his side. "This...is amazing!" He breathed, hearing the music coming from a machine in the corner. James nodded.

"Is this really such a good idea?" Remus whispered. He had only agreed to come over to Sirius's to stop him from nagging him and now he was regretting his decision. "There's Muggles...everywhere..." He whispered.

Sirius grinned at him over his shoulder. "And that is what makes it brilliant! Chill out Moons, this is living!"

They walked up to the bar, Sirius gazing around at the multiple drinks with interest. The bar man sidled over, looking at the three boys carefully. "What can I get you?" he asked gruffly.

"Um..." Sirius seemed slightly lost.

Remus sighed, trying to sink into the background. He felt awkward, certain the gruff looking man behind the bar was going to throw them all out. To distract himself he gazed around and saw a girl sat in the corner of the room with two older people, he recognised the red hair and their eyes met. Lily smiled and waved, her hand freezing when she saw who else was at the bar and her face fell into something resembling horror. Sirius turned around, holding a glass and peering into it curiously. "What is that you've got?" James enquired.

"Absolutely no idea." Sirius replied with a grin. "Bottoms up, then, what what..." He downed the drink, wincing and almost gagging. "That is terrible!" He said.

James giggled and ordered a pint of something called 'beer'. Not Butterbeer...just...beer. He looked at the tall glass put in front of him. "This looks like Butterbeer..." He muttered to himself and tried the drink curiously. "Doesn't taste like it...but it's good." He grinned.

Sirius laughed and ordered another strange drink from behind the bar before turning to Remus and raising an eyebrow questioningly. "What do you want?"

"Um...Heineken, please." He said, and the barman looked at him almost in relief as he seemed to know what he was ordering.

"What is that? Some kind of foreign drink?" Sirius asked.

"It's my father's drink of choice...My mum put him onto it." Remus shrugged, flushing slightly as he took the glass from the barman and Sirius paid. He was getting better with Muggle money.

And then, as if someone had cast a freezing charm on him, James spotted Lily trying to sink into obscurity against the wooden panelling on the wall. He grinned and nudged Sirius in the shoulder. "Let's sit down." He muttered in his ear.

"Ok..." Sirius followed James's gaze. "You want to sit with Evans...you know they're her parents, don't you?"

"Yeah, which means she'll be unable to make us go away without looking rude. Come on..." he grabbed Sirius by the arm and dragged him over, Remus followed. "Well, well...If it isn't the lovely Miss Evans!" James exclaimed.

Lily pursed her lips, eyeing James warily. "What do you want, Potter?" She asked warily.

"Lily, are these friends of yours?" Mr. Evans asked eyeing the boys carefully, he frowned. "From school?"

"Yes..." Lily muttered, looking as if she wanted to be anywhere else. "Mum, Dad...this is James Potter, his friend Sirius Black and Remus Lupin." She said stiffly.

James grinned, taking Mr. Evans's hand and shaking it. "Good to meet you Mr and Mrs Evans...I can now see where Lily gets all her good looks from." He said, tipping a wink in Mrs. Evans' direction and making her flush and giggle like a school girl.

"Sirius Black, Sir...brilliant to meet you." Sirius held out his hand and Mr. Evans took it looking him up and down, slightly disapprovingly. Sirius was wearing a leather jacket, of expensive quality and faded blue jeans, his t-shirt was plain white and his long hair was tied back with a strip of leather. He turned to Lily's mother and took her hand, kissing it gently. "I must say, I did think that Lily had a rather charming younger sister...I was surprised when she said you were her mother." He released the woman's hand and watched her flush an even deeper shade of red.

"Oh...I say...what charming young men! Lily, darling, why ever haven't we met these friends before?"

Remus smiled and shook Mr. Evans' hand, the man gave an approving nod when he noted Remus's sensible clothes. "Hi..." he said, sounding unfailingly lame when he spoke after the charming comments from his friends. "It's nice to meet you, Lily's told me a lot about you." Which was true, they had spent numerous hours in the library speaking of each other's family's.

James dragged over a red leather covered seat and sat down, Sirius sitting at his side, Remus hovered for a while until Sirius's hand dragged him into another seat. Lily sighed heavily, resigning herself to being humiliated.

"So, Mr...Potter, was it?" Lily's father began slowly. James nodded. "What do you intend to do with your life when you leave School?" He sipped his whisky carefully.

James smiled. "Fight." He said firmly.

"What, join the army?" Mr. Evans looked the skinny boy up and down with a raised eyebrow.

"Uh...well...no...not exactly..." James said looking confused. "I'm going to join the Order of the Phoenix." He whispered softly, eyes darting around the small room.

"Is that some kind of..." Mr. Evans' eyebrows drew down in disproval. "...rock band?"

Sirius laughed, throwing his head back. "No...It's a group of people dedicated to fighting Lord Voldemort." He explained, earning confused looks from Lily's parents. "There's a war going on! You didn't know?"

Lily sighed and shook her head. "I haven't told them." She said softly.

"A war?" Mrs. Evans muttered with a horrified expression.

"Yeah, there's this bloke who wants to take over the Wizarding world, you see, he is convinced Muggles should be under the control of Wizards." Sirius said, finishing his drink in one swig.

"I say...that sounds rather...dangerous. And they are enlisting you to this...Order...?"

"Yes." Remus said quietly. "It's alright, we won't be fighting until we finish school."

"Very good, education is important." Mr. Evans said with an approving nod. "And what do your parents do?" He asked the question generally.

"Nothing." James said with a shrug. "They're rich, they don't need to do anything." Mr. Evans looked surprised.

"My mother works at a bakers, my father works for the Ministry." Remus said slowly.

All eyes turned to Sirius who smiled slowly. "I don't have parents." He said firmly, earning a sharp glance from Lily. "I don't have a family...they disowned me."

Mr. Evans frowned, looking Sirius up and down. "And why was that?"

"I pissed them off..." Sirius shrugged. "I ran away from home when I was sixteen, had enough of their rules."

"A delinquent?" Mr. Evans muttered, Sirius merely grinned.

Suddenly the door opened and Lily looked over to see a pale haired girl walk in, rummaging in her hand bag. She froze when she saw Lily waving at her. "Tuney!" Lily said with a smile, waving her sister over. "How are you?"

The girl walked over, eyeing the boys warily, her eyes raking Sirius's clothing with distaste. "I'm fine, hello mum, dad..." She kissed her mother on the cheek briefly before sighing as she sat in a seat.

Remus knew about Lily's sister and he also knew her distaste for magic, he squirmed uncomfortably drinking his larger faster than he should have been. Sirius gazed at the new arrival, his eyes curious and enquiring...which Remus knew could mean trouble if not handled correctly...really, he thought miserably, having both Petunia Evans and Sirius Black in the same county was a disturbing thought...let alone having the two actually in the same room. This could only lead to disaster.

"Petunia, darling, this is Mr. Sirius Black..." Mrs. Evans smiled, and Remus almost choked on his drink when he realised the woman may have been trying to set them up.

Sirius smiled, holding out his hand to the rather ugly girl. "Hi, nice to meet you...I go to School with Lily."

Petunia made an odd twitchy movement before shaking Sirius's hand begrudgingly, she drew away rapidly and wiped her hand on her skirt. James smiled at her. "Hi, James Potter, also a School friend of your rather charming sister." He was friendly but when Petunia did nothing but nod curtly, her lips pursed in disproval as she eyed his messy hair and slightly too baggy jumper...that, added to his wonky glasses, seemed to make her less inclined to touch him. James looked slightly confused before dropping his hand awkwardly.

"Remus Lupin, nice to finally meet you." Remus said with a smile. He didn't bother to try and shake her hand as she was looking at his jumper, which had several holes in it.

The silence was horribly awkward and Sirius seemed to be getting bored, he stood suddenly. "Can I get anyone else a drink?" He asked.

"Whatever this was!" James indicated his glass. "Some kind of beer...I think."

"Same again here." Remus muttered, feeling that it would probably be better to get as drunk as possible so he could pass out before Sirius did something ridiculous.

Time wore on and Mrs and Mr Evans stood up. "Well, we really must be off..." Lily stood as well, looking relieved. "Oh no, dear...stay here with your friends." Mrs. Evans waved her daughter back down. "You may not get to see your friends for a while." James looked as if his smile would reach right off of his face as Lily sat down, unable to refuse her mother's happy smile. "Oh and that boy there..." She whispered into Lily's ear, pointing at Sirius who was talking to James. "He has a good face...handsome grandchildren." She winked and walked away after her husband after they had said good bye. Lily sighed and buried her face in her hands and let out a long groan.

Remus chuckled. "Sorry about this...I couldn't stop them..." He said. "Do you want a drink?"

Lily sighed, looking into her half empty glass of lemonade. "You know what? Yes...yes I will...sod it! Who cares about underage drinking...I need to get plastered just to be able to cope with...that..." She waved her hand at James and Sirius who were laughing at the Jukebox.

"Lily...what on earth are they doing?" Petunia asked, frowning at the two boys. "And aren't they much too young to be drinking?"

Lily groaned. "Yes...but in the Wizarding world they are classed as adults."

"Adults? They are acting like children!" She gazed at them, her pale eyes narrowed. "What are they laughing at?"

"Probably the plug." Remus replied with a small shrug. "They're purebloods...they haven't had much Muggle interaction."

Petunia gazed at Remus as if he had insulted her. "Excuse me? What did you just call me?"

"Christ! Tuney, calmed down. It's just a word meaning non-magical people..." Lily sighed. "Anyway, where's that drink?"

They drank. Sirius became more and more inebriated, which meant he was clinging to Remus, whose own head was swimming pleasantly. "Soooo..." Sirius began, pointing a lit cigarette at Petunia. "You're a mubble...sorry...muggle...then? Ya'know...no magic..."

"Apparently so." Petunia replied coldly.

"What's with t' col' attitude, baby..." Sirius leaned on the table. "Wha's tha' like then? How do you...ge' 'round all the...stuff...?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about! And I don't appreciate the attitude." She glared at the drunken boy before her, bristling, he was obviously very drunk. "You are obviously some kind of deviant...trying to flirt with me! I wouldn't touch you if you were the last man on earth, you freak!"

The whole table went silent. James had been talking to Lily and now their eyes moved to Sirius and Petunia, James looked worried. Remus had gone still, his eyes glued to the table.

"Freak?" Sirius said slowly, his voice dripping venom. His eyes were narrowed. "You hones'ly believe that I would flirt wiv a shtuck up cow like you?" he laughed humourlessly. "You're ugly as sin...an' waaaay too old for me. Look love, 'm way outta your league...give up." He hiccoughed slightly, that nasty grin he seemed only to spare for Snape on his lips.

Petunia flushed furiously and stood, her chair falling to the ground with a loud crash. "I have never, ever been so insulted in my life! Lily, I'm leaving!" she turned and stormed out of the pub, followed by Sirius's laughter.
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