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Be Careful What You Wish For	By : cls2256 Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 5049 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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“Sirius Black!”
“BLOOD TRAITORS! HALF-BREEDS!”
Thinking he could enter 12 Grimmauld place without waking anyone was a stupid thought, Sirius realized as he was met by Remus and Molly in the foyer upon his arrival. Molly had woken the portrait of Mrs. Black, screaming obscenities at top volume that set Sirius’s teeth on edge.
“Someone shut that old bitch up!” Sirius snarled.
“Where on earth have you been?!” Molly hissed angrily “We’ve been worried sick!”
“Relax, I was only gone a day”
He shrugged at Molly as Remus took off running up the stairs, wrestling with the portraits curtains. After a minute, the screaming died down, and Sirius could hear himself think again.
“Remus sent an owl after you disappeared!” Molly said, this time lowering her voice “What the hell were you thinking?!”
“I needed to see an old friend” Sirius replied coolly “now, if you’ll excuse me…”
“I think not!” Molly snapped “you are reckless, irresponsible…”
“Molly!” Sirius growled, his eyes flickering dangerously “I’m tired, so this conversation is over.”
To his surprise, the Weasley matriarch did not continue speaking, but gave him a harsh stare, pursing her lips irritably. She let out an angry huff, spinning on her heel and marching out of the foyer and towards the staircase to the basement kitchen. Sirius rolled his eyes and began to retreat upstairs towards his room.
“Sirius—”
Sirius turned back to Remus, looking at him disapprovingly.
“You shouldn’t’ve gone.”
“Too late, but I’m back now—” he grumbled “call off the search party”
He made it half way up the stairs before Remus spoke again.
“Did you at least find her?”
“I did” he replied stiffly “I asked her to join the Order. She’s considering it.”
“Are you sure we can trust her?” Remus asked skeptically “you hardly know her”
Sirius turned back, narrowing his eyes at Remus. “I spent nearly every moment with her for an entire month, locked inside a 9x9 cell. That’s a lot of time together— trust me, I know her and the kind of person she is.” He sighed heavily “She knew how I escaped; I told you she was the one who gave me the idea on how to do it. They tortured her— Fudge approved the use of the cruciatis curse on her to try to get her to reveal how I did it. She didn’t talk.”
Remus pondered this thought for a moment before exhaling in defeat. He pulled out an envelope from the pocket of his pajama robes, outstretching it Sirius. “This letter is for you— I think it’s from Harry”
Sirius came back down a few steps and accepted the letter. Snuffles was scrawled neatly across the front of the envelope, in handwriting he did indeed recognize as Harry’s. In one swift motion, he tore the envelope open and read the letter quickly, his eyes darting back and forth as he shifted lines.
“What does it say?” Remus asked
“His scar has been hurting” Sirius mumbled.
“Well, now that Voldemort is back, it’s bound to hurt more now; especially with their connection”
“Probably” Sirius sighed “I’ll write him, maybe I can use the floo for a call this weekend”
“Just be careful” Remus warned “With that Umbridge at Hog—“
“Yeah, yeah Moony I know!” he snapped “Be careful, stay hidden, blah blah blah—“ he added mockingly. “I’m off to bed”
Sirius retreated up the stairs to his bedroom without another comment from the werewolf. He slipped into bed and closed his eyes; images of Harry clutching at his forehead, on his knees gritting his teeth in pain as his scar burned flashed in his mind’s eye. Dumbledore had warned the Order of the potential connection between Harry and Voldemort’s mind, and he was still bitter about not telling Harry about this. The snake-faced tyrant could invade his godson’s mind whenever he pleased, and Harry had no idea. Bullshit, if anyone were to ask him.
He would write to him in thie morning, tell him to meet him by the fire in the Gryffindor common room for a call this weekend when no one else would be around. They could chat then; he could hopefully put some of Harry’s fears at ease. If he remembered correctly, a Hogsmeade weekend was coming up the following week— maybe he could venture out, whole up in the cave he spent months in the previous year. His trip to Allie’s only made him want out of the house again more— the taste of freedom left him yearning another chance to get out of the dusty house. Harry was James’s son; surely he would have a sense adventure that would rival that of his father’s.
“You’re less like your father than I thought—” Sirius gruffed “—the risk would’ve been what made it fun for James”
Sirius yanked his head out of the fireplace and waved his wand, the emerald green flames returning to their natural soft orange hue. He grabbed a water glass off the table and hurled it at the wall; the cup shattered into a million pieces, loudly, and Sirius was amazed he didn’t wake up the portrait of his mother. He waved his wand and repaired the cup, setting it back onto the dining room table and letting out a sigh. He couldn’t believe Harry didn’t want him to come to Hogsmeade for the weekend. He knew the cave he had spent months in was secure; he could’ve hid out in there. James would’ve found the idea of sneaking out exciting; Harry was much less adventurous than he had thought he was.
He sunk down on the chair and rubbed his face furiously. He was tired— it was late and he really should get off to bed, but he couldn’t sleep. Part of his irritability might’ve been partly due to the fact that it had been a week since he gave Allie a scroll to get into the house, and she hadn’t stopped by once. Maybe she was enjoying her time with Jack too much to even remember Sirius. Handsome Jack. Overly helpful Jack. Fucking Jack. He could’ve sworn the idea of joining the Order seemed exciting, but maybe he read her wrong. Hell, at this point, he just wanted her to at least visit, if nothing else— at least just to say hello.
His days continued to be filled with self-loathing and boredom, seasoned with shots of firewhisky. Everyone was continuing their duties for the Order, being productive and valuable members of the resistance, whilst he began to rot away— once again— inside the hallowed walls of his youth. The trees were beginning to turn from deep green to various shades of orange, yellow and red; the crisp smell of falling leaves was pleasant whenever Sirius would open a window, or get to step outside(within the confinements of the house’s Fidelius charm)— it only made him yearn for adventure more.
It wasn’t until a chilly day in October that commotion in the foyer sent Sirius flying out of the drawing room, wand drawn and heart pounding. He stopped dead in his tracks when he discovered the commotion was Remus, Tonks and Molly all three pointing their wands at a terrified, pale-faced Allie, pressing herself against the door with her hands above her head.

“Oi! Lower your wands— she has a scroll!” Sirius bellowed.

Allie let out a squeak of terror as Sirius jumped in front of her, shielding her. His stomach flip-flopped in excitement that she was here— she was actually here.

“This is Allie, the one I told you all about— lower your wands!”

“How do you know it’s really her?” Tonks asked, narrowing her eyes

Sirius sighed, feeling as if this were an unnecessary precaution. He turned to her, softening his expression, but speaking apathetically.

“What did your sister want to name me as a dog?”

Allie looked at him, wide eyed and terrified as she opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out.

“I need you to answer me, kitten—please”

Allie was white as a sheet as her eyes darted between the wands pointed at her and Sirius. She let out a barely audible squeak “…Bear”

Sirius turned back to Molly, Tonks and Remus, scowling “It’s her— now lower your damn wands!”
They all stowed their wands back into their robes; Molly crossed her arms and eyed Allie suspiciously.

“You can’t blame us for being cautious—” Remus began

“You should have warned us she was coming!” Molly hissed.

“I didn’t know!” He cried with a hearty chuckle “I’m surprised as you guys are”

Allie’s face was as red as a tomato as she squished herself harder against the door, casting her eyes downward. “I’m sorry, I should’ve owled…”

“No no— they are just jumpy, don’t you mind them” Sirius grinned, “I told you that you were welcome anytime. You want some tea? You hungry?”

Allie smiled weakly, nodding ever so slightly “tea, please” she whispered.
Sirius led her to the basement kitchen, immediately beginning to clank around for a tea kettle and mugs. Allie was silent as she sat at the kitchen table with Molly, Tonks and Remus. Remus and Molly made idle conversation as Tonks studied Allie intently.
“Sirius, does she talk?”
“Tonks—“ Remus said incredulously “That’s incredibly rude…”
“Well, she’s sat there for twenty minutes and hasn’t said a peep!” Tonks said “Tell us about you— Allie, right?”
Allie flushed tomato red as she opened her mouth, only a small squeak came out. Sirius slid into the seat next to her, bumping shoulders with her playfully.
“Don’t you mind Tonks here; she’s a bit rough around the edges. If you really want to get under her skin, call her Nymphadora— don’t you love your first name, Nymphadora??”
“Don’t call me that!”
Tonks threw a biscuit at him. It hit his forehead hard, ricocheting and landing back onto the table. The whole table laughed as Sirius brushed the crumbs off his forehead, muttering crude words under his breath.
“Nymphadora, I always thought it was a pretty name” Allie whispered with the ghost of a smile “I remember you; you were in Hufflepuff…”
“How’d you know that…?” Tonks narrowed her eyes “Wait a second!—“ Tonks’s face lit up in recognition “I do know you! Mute Murphy! I thought you looked familiar— holy shit, what are the odds?”
Allie nodded; “You were in my brother’s year; you liked to prank people”
“That’s me!” Tonks sat up proudly. “Your brother was Flynn? Cocky wanker in Slytherin?”
Allie nodded again, taking a sip of her tea as she rounded her shoulders forward.
“No shit, I hit him with a slug-vomiting hex our 6^th year” Tonks laughed “How come I never saw you much? You just disappeared from your corner of the common room.”
“I dropped out after my 5^th year to take of some family matters”
Sirius shot Tonks a look, for which she seemed to understand he didn’t want her to press Allie about her ‘family matters’. Tonks changed the subject hastily. “Well tell us some more about you then; what do you do for work?”
Allie flushed, smiling shyly as she traced the rim of her tea mug with her forefinger.
“Now come on, don’t be shy.” Tonks teased “We don’t bite”
“I— uhm” she looked at Sirius with uncertainly. He nodded reassuringly. “I work at the Leaky Cauldron”
“There we go!” Tonks cried with a chuckle “and what do you do at the Leaky Cauldron?”
“I serve” Allie said softly
Tonks smirked “Doesn’t serving require talking?”
Color returned to Allie’s face again as she but her lip and shrugged.
“Yeah, but it’s mostly scripted, so…” Sirius offered, giving Allie a wink. She let out a small giggle, taking a sip of her tea. “Leave the poor girl alone, Tonks” Sirius grinned, placing a hand on Allie’s shoulder. “Come on; let me show you this shithole excuse of a house”
Sirius led her up a few flights of stairs, past the portrait of Mrs. Black and into the dim, dusty hallway littered with bedrooms.
“This room Remus stays in, and this one next to him Tonks usually does. Kingsley is the far bedroom, and Arthur and Molly stay in the one next to him, and this one….” Sirius opened a door with a brass placard mounted to it, the initials S.O.B. engraved into the metal. “Is mine”
“S.O.B.?” Allie chuckled
“Sirius Orion Black” He grumbled, “I used to pretend it meant son of a bitch— my mother was a real charmer…”
They entered the room, Allie taking in the sight of Sirius’s Gryffindor banners and girls in bikini’s posing with motorcycles. Various trinkets were displayed on the bookshelves pushed against one wall, and the room had a few oil lamps attached to the walls. His bed was large, king sized with a slightly moth-eaten quilt that he had carelessly thrown over the mattress. In this moment, Sirius partially wished he would’ve made his bedroom more presentable before bringing her up here— his room looked even more like a teenaged boy’s than a grown man’s with an unkempt bed.
“I decorated this room when I was 12; permanent sticking charms on the posters to drive my parents mad…”
Sirius led her up a level, to a set of more bedrooms. They passed Kreacher on their way up; Allie had said hello softly, but Kreacher ignored them; muttering indecent things about Sirius on his way down the stairs.
“Ignore Kreacher, he’s losing his marbles” Sirius said dismissively. “Now, that bedroom is Harry’s, these two are usually occupied by the Weasley kids and Hermione, and this one—“ Sirius led her into another bedroom “You are welcome to, if you would ever like to stay. If you joined the Order, sometimes it’s easier to spend the night here depending on if we have weekend long meetings”
The room was smaller than his, the walls donning light blue flowered wallpaper that was peeling in the one corner. The bed had a cream colored quilt made neatly, and the curtains were a soft, pale yellow that looked as if they had been white at one point. Allie looked around the room awestruck before turning back to him.
“For me…?”
“Yeah, it’s not much…” he said sheepishly. “I told you this place was a shithole…”
“No— It’s perfect” she whispered, giving him a small smile. “I would like to join, if you’ll have me”
“Of course— we have to run it by Dumbledore, but I’m sure he’ll be thrilled to have you.” He snaked an arm around her, grinning wide and leading her into the hallway and to a blank portrait. “Phineas! Phineas Nigellus!”
After a moment, a man appeared, looking at Sirius apathetically. “Could you not shout? It’s incredibly rude…”
“Yeah yeah yeah—“ Sirius waved off the portrait “Could you tell Dumbledore I have a new member that needs ordained? He’ll know what I mean”
“The headmaster is busy, with you know, a job…” Phineas Nigellus shot him a petulant glance.
“Listen, most hated headmaster in the history of Hogwarts…” Sirius said snottily “Just relay the message. She’ll be waiting for him here, whenever he gets the chance to pop over tonight”
Phineas Nigellus rolled his eyes “oh alright, I’ll tell him”
The portrait disappeared; Sirius made a crude gesture at the blank frame before turning back to Allie, wrapping an arm around back around her to lead her down the hallway.
“I’ll explain ol’ Phinny here in a bit, theres more of this bullshit house for you to see”
Dumbledore arrived that evening, dressed in brilliant sapphire robes that sparkled cleanly in contrast to the ugly, faded wallpaper of 12 Grimmauld Place.
“Miss Murphy, what a pleasure it is to see you” Dumbledore said, giving her a small smile.
“Professor” Allie nodded, speaking in her signature sweet whisper.
“Sirius, I would like to speak with Miss Murphy just the two of us, may we impose on the drawing room?”
“Of course” Sirius grinned as Allie flushed tomato red. “I’ll make us some tea”
Sirius retreated into the kitchen and clanked around for a tea kettle and mugs while Allie and Dumbledore spoke privately. Sirius scowled as Kreacher walked by, muttering insults about half breeds as he retreated into his cubbyhole.
“Kreacher, you watch your mouth!” Sirius growled “Don’t let me hear that shit again!”
He set the table with tea for Allie, Dumbledore and himself, along with a plate of biscuits that Molly had baked earlier that afternoon. After what seemed like ages, Dumbledore floated down the stairs, Allie pitter-pattering behind him. Dumbledore’s blue eyes twinkled over his half-moon spectacles as he gestured up the stairs.
“Sirius, a word?”
“Of course” Sirius nodded “We’ll be back, kitten” he added to Allie with a wink.

Allie settled herself at the table as Sirius and Dumbledore retreated upstairs and into the drawing room. Dumbledore shut the door behind them, and then looked at Sirius earnestly.

“It is my understanding that you and Allison are old friends, somewhat?”

“Yeah, we got paired up in Azkaban, the prison director was an idiot, and there were odd numbers...”

Dumbledore held his hand up to silence him. “It was extremely reckless to leave the house, you know this?”

“Well, er—“ Dumbledore had a way of making him feel like he was 15 again, caught sneaking out of bed at the wee hours of the night.

“And you know it was reckless to give a person access to our headquarters without discussing it with me, first?”

“Last I checked, this was the Black estate.” he said contemptuously “Sir.”

“Indeed” Dumbledore replied, his eyes twinkling over his glasses “but I believe it was you who volunteered the house as headquarters. Volunteered this house to be a safe place for all of us.”

“Yes...” Sirius said slowly

“But we cannot guarantee the safety of this house to the Order if we are willy-nilly with giving out scrolls”

“We can trust Allie— I know we can”

“I do not doubt that Allison is trustworthy” Dumbledore said, not unkindly “I just ask that you exercise caution before recruiting new members”

Sirius sighed, shifting his weight and nodding stiffly “Yes sir”

Dumbledore gave him a small smile “I do want to thank you again for opening your home to us— it was most gracious of you” Sirius nodded, shifting his weight as Dumbledore studied him. “Well, I best be off. Good night, Sirius”

“Good night, sir”

Sirius stepped into the hallway, surprised to see Allie waiting for him just down the hall.

“Everything alright?” She asked softly “The tea is getting cold…”

“Oh yeah, all good, don’t worry” Sirius grinned, wrapping an arm around her shoulder “forget the tea— I want to show you something else”
“Stay back, just bow— when he bows back, you can pet him”
Buckbeak clipped its beak at Allie, cocking its head to one side as it studied her. Allie bent over at the waist, giving the hippogriff a polite bow. After a moment, Buckbeak returned the gesture, bowing its head and bending at the knee slightly.
“There you go— good boy, Beaky!” Sirius exclaimed “Alright Kitten, you can pet him”
She giggled nervously as she approached Buckbeak, reaching her hand up to gently stroke its satin feathers. Buckbeak nuzzled its head against her shoulder, purring gently.
“See, he likes you!” Sirius said happily
“Hi Buckbeak, I’m Allie” she said softly “You are beautiful”
She stroked its feathers for another minute before Sirius joined her at his side.
“Beaky, I’ll bring you a special treat for dinner tonight—” he said, patting the hippogriffs back. “I’ll be back in just a bit”
Buckbeak seemed pleased by this statement. He led Allie out of the room, his fingertips brushing the small of her back as he gestured for her to exit before him.
“So, you rode him out of the country?”
“Sure did; Buckbeak became my best friend after that night. He and I have been through a lot together”
Sirius and Allie walked down the hall slowly. He was burning to ask her what Dumbledore and she talked about, curious as to what kind of ‘interview’ he had potentially given her.
“So, uh— what did you and Dumbledore talk about?”
He wanted to kick himself the moment the sentence left his lips. He sounded thick, clumsy, and nosey like Peter used to be. Allie didn’t seem bothered by him asking, or if she was, she didn’t show it.
“About me joining up” she replied softly “about what I can do for the Order, the risks involved— that sort of thing”
“What is he having you doing?”
“He wants me to brush up on my magic first before he asks anything of me.” She said, her face falling “dropping out of Hogwarts isn’t doing me any favors. He said he wanted Remus to work with me”
“Well, I could help you with some things too” Sirius was more irritated than he anticipated by Dumbledore asking her to work with Remus instead of him. Sure, Remus had taught at Hogwarts one year, but Sirius was just as good as a student during their boyhood— when he and James weren’t screwing off “you have how many OWLs?” he continued
“Seven” she replied whisper soft “But since I never moved beyond OWL level…”
“Remus and I will help you with whatever you need to learn.” Sirius interjected “We’ll start tomorrow—come here after work— unless you had plans with… Jack, was it?”
He was playing stupid on purpose this time; he knew Jack’s name. He remembered the way Allie blushed in his presence— sort of like the way she was blushing now, just at the sheer mention of his name. Handsome Jack, nice Jack…
“No, I will be here after work”
“Excellent” Sirius clasped his hands “you hungry? I can get something for you…?”
“No, I’m alright” she said softly “I do need to get home though; I don’t want mum or Shannon to worry.”
Sirius walked her to the front door, careful not to accidentally kick the metal umbrella stand in the foyer that Tonks regularly woke Mrs. Black up with. Allie blushed as she rose up on her tip toes, kissing Sirius gently on the cheek.
“See you tomorrow” She said softly.
“See you tomorrow, kitten.”
Sirius watched as she made her way out the front door, apparating on the front lawn. Tomorrow he would be useful. Tomorrow he could be valuable to the Order again. It had been a long time since the prospect of tomorrow had given him excitement, but right now, he could hardly wait for it to be tomorrow.
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