The short life of Kyrah Swanson

Chapter 13 | Year Three

Kyrah

I just got my letter from school! We're going next Saturday! Please, please, please come too!

I haven't heard from Cole, have you? (Nudge. Nudge)

Love you

Beatrice

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     Kyrah smiled as she reads Beatrice's letter. The first moth of their summer vacation was over. This has been the most awful time at Grimmauld place to date. Sirius and Kyrah kept to their rooms, only emerging to eat or go to the bathroom.

     Uncle Orion poked his head through the gap in the door, "Hungry, kiddo?" he asked, knowing that Kyrah was avoiding spending time with Narcissa and Bellatrix.

     "Yeah, loads!" answered Kyrah as she got up from her bed and joined her uncle on the landing.

     He gave her a huge grin, "Tell Sirius to come down too." He said ruffling her hair affectionately and leaving towards the kitchen. Kyrah ran to the upper floor and knocked on Sirius door.

     "Sir?" She saked hesitantly, opening the door slightly. Kyrah's mouth fell agape. He had changed his room! The posters of his favourite Quiditch team was removed and replaced with posters of motorcycles staring around she saw Sirius smiling at her from the window sill.

     "Rah!" he said excitedly.

     "Like the new look?" he asked indicating towards the muggle posters around the room,some even had bikini clad muggle girls straddling motorcycles on them.

     "She's going to kill you." Kyrah said but with a note of ait that quiet simply said that she liked the change. Where every room in the house was decked out in the Slytherin greens and silvers his room had a great look, it seemed so different just like Sirius himself.

     "I'm proud of you Sir." Kyrah exclaimed proudly, giving him a huge smile.

     "Why?" he asked as he took another motorcycle poster and pinning it to the back of his door.

     "Cause, you're proud to be different." she said lamely. He gave her a huge smile. He hasn't changed much; maybe he grew a few inches but not much. His messy hair was nicely messed up, just the way that James Potter always had his hair. Taking one last glance at the brightened room Kyrah returned her eyes back at her cousin.

     "Heard anything from James?" Kyrah asked, to be honest she was afraid that James would ask Sirius to come visit him, because then she would be all alone with the two Black cousins she so deeply despised, although fairly speaking Andromedea was quite the opposite from her sisters.

     "Yeah." Sirius replied as he stood back to admire his hard work.

     "They're going to Diagon Ally next Saturday and then he wants us to come and visit him in Godric's Hallow." He concluded. Kyrah stared blankly at her feet.

     "Did you ask your mum?" she asked tentatively.

     Sirius gave a small nod, "Yeah she seemed excited that we were leaving." He said.

     "We?" Kyrah asked, surprised that he would consider taking Regulus with him to James.

     "Yes, we as in you and me Rah!" He said excitedly, "Haven't I told you? Cole and James are family. When James invited me his mum thought it be nice for Cole to have a friend over as well!" he finish excitedly. "Oh, by the way. Why are you here?" He asked, finally realizing that she didn't come here to admire his muggle posters. 

     Kyrah shook her head smiling. "Your dad wants us down for breakfast." she replied and started leaving his room, her heart felt slightly lighter knowing that next week this time she'll be as far away as possible from Narcissa and Bellatrix.

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     The next Saturday they got up rather earlier than normal. Sirius and Kyrah headed downstairs to await the rest of the sleeping house to wake up. Their packed trunks already in the kitchen as they weren't coming back until Christmas. Sirius was practically hopping in his chair, having the look of someone holding in his bladder.

     "Just go!" she laughed at him annoyed that he was still hopping in his chair. It was rather annoying. As Sirius left the room, Kreacher entered the room. Kreacher was the fowl house elf that came with the Black House, Kyrah disliked the elf. Sirius; as well; disliked him. The thing was that Kreacher was so close to her aunt that he began speaking to them, just like the way she talked to them. He slouched into the kitchen to light the flames in the dark hearth.

     "The half-blood mongrel is looking at Kreacher." The elf started to speak. Trying to ignore him, she knew that he was trying to provoke her. The fire sprang to life in the hearth and the elf walked away still mumbling to himself.

     Sirius joined the table again shortly after, still bouncing but a gallon lighter Kyrah presumed. Everybody shortly joined them afterwards. Bellatrix and Narcissa had already got their stuff from Diagon Ally last week and ignored both Sirius and Kyrah when they greeted to leave for the Potter's.

     Taking a pinch of Floo-powder Kyrah threw it into the fire, making it turn emerald green. Speaking audibly she said, "The Potter's. Godric's Hallow." And saw the kitchen spinning out of sight, her trunk bouncing against her knees.

     Kyrah fell face first into a tiled floor before she heard James's roar of excitement and as she looked up, she stared right into Cole's blue eyes. Finally she felt at home as she dust the soot from herself.

     "Took you lot long enough!" Cole scolded her playfully as he helped her to her feet.

     "You can say that again!" James roared as he first hugged Sirius and then Kyrah in turn.

     She gave a snort of laughter rolling her eyes at the two boys before her, "Merlin," she said her eyes now on Cole, "I've missed you." Sirius and Jams both pretended to gag as Cole blushed deeply as Kyrah then hugged him.

      "OOOOOO!" they both cooed in a sing-song voice causing Cole to round on them.

     "Shut up, you idiots!" Cole scolded, "I will hex the both of you!"

     Kyrah smiled at James playfully, "He's just jealous..."

     "Jealous? About what?" he demanded playfully.

     Kyrah winked at him playfully, "Because Evans usually hugs Moriarty, just like I did now..."

     With that Cole and Kyrah left the room where James stood his mouth wide agape.