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74| Happy Howlidays PT.2

''𝙄𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙚𝙢𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙥𝙖𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙪𝙨.''

𝗦𝗶𝗿𝗶𝘂𝘀 𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝘂𝘀 𝗮 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝗳𝘂𝗿𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗙𝗼𝗿𝗯𝗶𝗱𝗱𝗲𝗻 𝗙𝗼𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘁, 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗻𝘁𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗯𝗲𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝘂𝘀. He didn't put anything in the note about me tagging along with him and Harry, I only escorted him to the destination. I didn't want the intrude on their godfather and godson time. 

After jumping over a fallen log, Sirius had morphed back into his human self. He looked a lot better then he did when we last saw him. And last time we saw him, he almost died. His previous scraggly and tired self now looked well-kept and alive. It also looked like he had got his hands on some food and other clothes besides the ones they gave him in Azkaban. 

''Sirius.'' Harry spoke his godfathers name, running up to hug him. Sirius hugged Harry back without a second thought, loving the warm feeling. I smiled at the fond moment between the two, knowing that the Dursley's never treated Harry like this ever since they picked him up from their doorstep. 

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𝑻𝑯𝑰𝑹𝑫 𝑷𝑶𝑽

Sirius had brought you into a side-hug, seeing that you were watching them from behind Harry. As the three continued to walk, you had kindly asked why he had brought you along. His answer was that he had a surprise for you, something that he thought you would've loved to see. He wouldn't tell you much more after that. 

Snow was currently falling from the ground at a slow pace, placing itself in the trees, on the ground and in the hair of the group that you currently walked with. Harry asked what Sirius was even doing on Hogwarts grounds, scared that something or someone could see him and take him back to Azkaban, since he was still wanted and would be killed if found. 

''I'm here for the holidays, Dumbledore granted us a safe passage and you two a day off.'' He responded, jumping over another fallen log. The Forbidden Forest looked way different in the daylight and when it was covered in snow compared to when it was night and wasn't covered in snow. 

''But it's Saturday.'' You replied, just now remembering that it had finally been the weekend after - what had felt like - decades. 

''A day out of the castle, I mean. And if anyone asks questions about the two of you, they won't get an answer.'' Sirius turned around momentarily, using his arms to make his words seem more dramatic then they needed to be. 

''The ornament.'' Harry spoke up, stopping in his spot. ''How did you do it?'' 

''A little something called magic, my dear boy.'' Sirius smiled at his reply, taking a few steps back. You laughed at Harry's deadpanned expression, walking ahead of him as Sirius continued to walk backwards.