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DECEMBER 26th 1975
JAMES and his parents ran into the sitting room to see Sirius laying on the ground, unconscious. "What happened?" Euphemia said, rushing to his side along with Fleamont.
"I don't know," Cat said with tears stinging her eyes. "He just fell out of the fireplace." Cat looked up at James and saw him staring at Sirius. His eyes flicked to hers and Cat saw tears in his eyes. James looked back at Sirius for a second before leaving the room. Cat looked back at his parents who were tending to Sirius, then left after James.
Cat entered the kitchen and saw James leaning against the counter. "James," Cat said. James turned around and looked at Cat. "Are you alright?"
"Me? Yeah I'm fine. It's only my bestfriend who is unconscious, bleeding on my floor," he snapped. "Sorry I didn't mean to snap at you."
"He'll be okay," Cat said, placing a hand on his arm.
"We don't know that," James said. "We don't know what his parents could've done, they are horrible." Tears threatened to fall out of James' eyes. Cat wrapped her arms around James' neck, pulling him into a hug.
"What's wrong?" Remus asked, coming into the room.
Cat turned around and looked at him. "Sirius, he's back."
"Where?"
"He, uh, isn't in a place for conversation," James said. James explained how Sirius entered the room and how he was unconsious.
"He's awake," James' dad said, peeking into the kitchen. The three went into the room and saw Sirius sitting up on the sofa with his leg covered with bandages.
"You alright mate?" James asked, standing infront of him.
"Perfectly fine," Sirius said. "Just passed out from the journey over." Sirius had a smile across his face, but it wasn't a real one.
"What about the bandages?" Remus asked from the spot on the sofa next to Sirius.
"A little scratch, nothing to fuss over," he said, looking at Cat. Cat knew he didn't pass out from the journey. When he came through he was panting and looked very disheveled, not very Sirius Black looking. If he didn't want to tell them what happened, he didn't need to. "I am knackered." He said, yawning.
"Let's get you to your room," Mrs. Potter said. "Boys, why don't you two take him up." She was now adressing just Remus and James.
The three boys started walking out of the room before Sirius turned around and asked, "Cat, you coming?"
