Thanks To A Snake

Chapter 6

Daphne flooed over to Potter Manor and called out for Harry without a reply. She walked to the kitchen where either Harry, Sirius, or Mips could be counted on to be but found no one. She continued through the whole first floor, but still found no sign of life. She decided to just go straight to Harry's room, knocked but still no one.

'Well where else are they? The game room.'

As she made her way to the game room in the basement, she started to hear music. She didn't recognize it, but as she got closer it got louder and louder. When she was outside the door she could make out the words. Hey man, droogie don't crash here/ There's only room for one and here she comes/ Here she comes/ Daphne opened the door quietly, not that it mattered she thought as the full blast of music hit her. Then she took in the scene around the room, and her jaw dropped. Harry and Sirius were both dressed in pink button down shirts, white shin length socks, their underwear, and black sunglasses jumping on the couches singing at the top of their lungs. "Oh don't lean on me man/ Cause you can't afford the ticket/ I'm back on Suffregette City/Oh don't lean on me man/" Just then Daphne noticed that all three of Harry's house elves in the same clothes, only house elf size, and rocking out playing air instruments. As Bowie continued playing in the background, Daphne lost it fell to the ground laughing. Harry jumped off the couch he was on in the game room, and landed on his knees in front of her, belting out the last line. "Ohh, wham bam, thank you ma'am!." Harry looked down in front of him, and noticed Daphne. "DAPH!" Harry squeaked out in a rather high pitched voice, which just made Daphne laugh harder.

Sirius got off the couch, and cut the music off laughing at his godson's shocked expression at seeing his betrothed in front of him. Harry scramble up to his feet and helped his laughing fiancée up. "You can stop laughing now." Harry deadpanned.

As Daphne got herself under control, she looked at Harry who still looked a bit embarrassed, and started giggling again. She looked to Sirius who had a proud look on his face, and when she quirked an eyebrow at him he simply shrugged his shoulders. "It's a good song."

"Good song or not," Daphne said as she looked to Harry. "Yours and Neville's party is in a half hour." Harry nodded and took off to his room to get dressed as did Sirius. Daphne looked around the game room and noticed a new telly, if she remembered that one right, and a stereo. She left the game room to go wait for Harry in the family room thinking back on the summer so far.

Severus had been merciless on their training, and had upped it to twice a week for two hours, once everyone in the group got a custom wand from Hephaestus. They could move through spells and work faster with them, especially Neville who had been using his dad's old wand. It took a visit from Professor Snape to convince Augusta Longbottom that Neville needed his own wand, and that not using his father's wasn't a slight to the man's memory. Severus had gotten them through the first and second year spells that he said any competent teacher would have taught. 'Meaning only he would have.' Daphne thought with a roll of her eyes. Before Severus would move onto the next year, he tested them on casting the spells silently, stating that if they couldn't they wouldn't move on.

Of course some of the spells were a bit on the darker side, which led to an interesting pissing match between the two men. They were getting along rather nicely for two people who had hated each other for the majority of their lives. Of course, every once in awhile Sirius would slip with a Snivilus, and Severus would throw out a flea bitten mutt comment. But for Harry's sake they generally kept things pleasant. One area where Sirius really excelled was aiming, he claimed when he was in auror boot camp, and stated that aiming was an important aspect. He had them aiming at targets and so far Harry, Blaise, and surprisingly Hermione excelled the most at aiming. Harry seemed like a natural at it, where Blaise stated his grandfather had him shooting a gun since he was five; Hermione just shrugged and said her dad was in the army.