Godfather and Godson

Chapter 2: 12 Grimmauld Place

Walking up the stairway with Sirius behind him and Hedwig swooping up above, Harry went to his room then switched on the lights once he was inside.

"Alright let's move it," Sirius called out from behind Harry.

"Sure." Harry replied he then whispered to himself, "But it's going to take a while." Hastily picking up his clothing which laid about on the ground in messy piles, Harry bundled them up then tossed them in his trunk.

As he was doing that an arm reached down and picked up one of Dudley's hand me downs, "What is this?" Sirius asked in a deadly serious tone.

"Ahh, some of my clothing," Harry answered back as he blushed in embarrassment. The garments were items too wide to fit him, so when he wore them they were very baggy on him like he got a shirt several sizes too big.

"Leave them," Sirius stated in a tone leaving no room for argument.

"But, but..." Harry stuttered as numerous questions filtered through his mind but mainly what was he going to wear?

Before Harry could argue anything, Sirius waved his wand in a gesture signaling the use of a spell then suddenly every article of clothing lit on fire. "Just get your school supplies and broom, I will take you shopping so that we can upgrade your wardrobe and have proper clothing."

"Alright," Harry said, as he saw no point in arguing any more since whatever there was literally got set on fire. After his luggage got reduced to a bare minimum, packing up everything else was a lot easier now.

"Wait," Sirius called out as he held Harry's divination book in his hand, "You take Divination?"

"Yeah," Harry replied with a shrug as he took the book from Sirius's hand and tossed it into his trunk.

"Lily would so kill me if she ever knew that I let you take such a worthless subject," Sirius whispered to himself as a look of fear crossed his face.

Hearing what Sirius said Harry perked up, rarely if ever do people talk about his parents in front of his face, whenever they do, it is usually to tell him how sorry they are for his loss. Nobody ever really wants to hear that, what Harry really wanted is actual facts about them, who they were, what they liked. So when Sirius mentioned them, Harry wanted to know more thus he asked, "Really?"

"Yeah," Sirius replied as he had a far off look on his face, "She would have made you taken Ancient Runes and Arithmancy."

"Well, I can speak to Professor McGonagall about changing my courses from Divination into Ancient Runes and Arithmancy," Harry stated, coming to a decision on the spot, if his mother would have wanted that for him then he was all for it. "I think she would really love that, she does have a great dislike for anything that has to do with fortune-telling as she likes to call it, plus Professor Trelawney as well."

"Mhh," Sirius said thinking over that thought while he rubbed his chin, "You will be a year behind, but I can get you caught up."

"You too took Ancient Runes and Arithmancy?" Harry asked in surprise, Sirius did always look like the students who would want to coast by just like he and Ron did.

"Yep," Sirius answered with a grin as he read Harry's thought, "And so did your father as well. All purebloods are required by their parents to take those two courses."

"Why?" asked Harry, curious to know the answer.

"Well for starters it has to do with Enchanting and Spell crafting, you need a pretty good understanding of runes to enchant whatever item you need and you need Arithmancy to create new and powerful spells. Also, these two subjects are used in great effects for Warding, understanding ancient languages, predicting the weather, and all sorts of stuff."