The Dog and the Duckling//Blackinnon

Early August 1980

"I need new friends."

Sirius mumbled empty insults under his breath. His closest friends had left him in the lurch. Sure, they had a valid reason, what with their 6 day old baby and all...He didn't really think that they should have planned their family with more consideration for him. But he couldn't help feel annoyed at the new duties to The Order of the Phoenix he would pick up due to James Potter's absence for the next 8 weeks.

He felt a smile coming on as he imagined little Harry giving them at least a tiny bit of hell.

James Potter was probably changing a nappy at the very moment that Sirius attempted to keep his eyes open while reading over files on the newly enlisted witch he's be mentoring. James's task would be more brief but certainly had a more unpleasant odor. The little parlor room The Order of the Phoenix rented at The Leaky Caldron was perhaps a bit musty from old furniture and neglect, but that was the worst of it.

Sirius has persistent doubts that he'd be a suitable mentor. He didn't really understand why Dumbledore chose him to take up this slack.

He went over the possible reasons in his head. Because pointless mental conjecture was one of the long list of things that Sirius Black enjoyed more than paperwork.

I suppose I was the next best thing?

He wasn't. He knew this. The Potters were the sort of people that took naturally to leadership. They'd been head boy and girl during their 7th year at Hogwarts and they were both more patient and more responsible than most people in their early 20s. Sirius was a far cry from that description.

Two years out of Hogwarts, the goals he'd accomplished were less, "find a wife, buy a house, have a baby" and more "try not to be a gigantic twat to anyone today".

He was fairly pleased with his progress in being less of a twat. He hadn't been born to be a good or a kind person because certainly none of his family possessed those qualities. He didn't even become aware that it was an option until he was 11 years old. His youthful attempts at catching up were often abject failures in real decency. He'd been a major twat a time or 50.

He really had gotten better. He didn't feel like a decent person deep down, but it was certainly what he was aiming to be.

Sirius didn't really do "responsible" though. He once bought new clothes because he was so rubbish at laundering spells, rather than practicing up on the aforementioned charms. It seemed reasonable to Sirius. He rode a flying motorbike and never found himself compelled to follow the rules in favor of having a good time.

He considered the possibility that Dumbledore was using this as some sort of mission to persuade him into behaving like more of a role model. The only flaw in that theory was that it assumed Dumbledore had reasons for all the things he did. Sometimes he just did things. No one knew why. Including Albus Dumbledore himself.

But reason or no reason, Sirius was stuck with the job and very soon he'd be face to face with his new mentee; Marlene McKinnon of Hufflepuff house, age 16. It was his his job to teach her how The Order works and let her follow him around, watching and learning,for the next month until she went back to Hogwarts.

She'd be entering 7th year. Sirius figured she must've gotten bored and restless during the summer or that perhaps her older sisters and brothers going off to fight in wars seemed exciting to someone that young. With four siblings in the order she'd be an obvious recruit after she finished 7th year.

He spotted the line on the file in front of him that stated Marlene wouldn't even come of age until August 31st. Generally, The Order wasn't wild about taking under-age witches and wizards or even of age ones who were still at Hogwarts.