Chapter 15: Sirius

The angry hoot from the side of Harry's window even woke up Nami, who was still gracefully sleeping some seconds ago.

Looking to the window, both of them could see a snow-white Owl looking at them with an angry and scandalized look on her owly face.

"Hedwig! You are finally back!" said Harry excitedly, bringing the Owl to more angry and even louder hoots. 

Flying over to Harry's shoulder, she picked at his head angrily.

"Well. Sorry, sorry, of course. I mean, welcome back, Queen Hedwig, and I am sorry that you had to wait so long for my lowly self." Harry said so the Owl would stop picking at his head. 

'It really hurts. How can she be that strong? Did she also eat body-strengthening pills? How can she even get them?' Harry thought in total wonder while rubbing his head. 

In contrast, Nami laughed at the antic of the two. 

She already heard about Harry's lovely Owl and was already excited to see the only thing Harry nowadays talks good about.

"Nami! We have to go back to the ship! They are probably already waiting since I said I would return yesterday!" Harry said, bringing Nami out of her mode. 'Yeah, they are probably still waiting.' Nami thought to himself with a smile. 

It was nice having friends that waited for her.

Harry, looking at Hedwig, said, "Hey, Hedwig. Could you go to Sirius until I come to you? I know that old man probably will come to get me sometime after my birthday. I will return on my birthday just to be sure and will stay here for a week."

The next thing Harry could see was an angry Hedwig flying out of his window with angry hoots following her out. 'She seems pissed.' Harry thought to himself with a small smile. 

"She didn't seem to like that," Nami said slowly. 

"Yeah, seems like that's the case," answered Harry, happily.

Looking at his small table, he could also see a small package that Hedwig most probably brought to him sometimes this week.

He thought it was probably some letters from his friends, so he looked at them with expectation.

Nami walked with him to see what it was but saw the slight frown on Harry's face when he saw the single package and letter lying there. Picking up the letter, Harry started to read it and couldn't help himself from getting angry. 

"Good. Good. You haven't written to me since the old senile man says to let me grieve for me alone and that Deatheaters could easily track the post. Okay. See what I care about, you two assholes. Without Sirius, I wouldn't even know why they wouldn't write to me… It's not like there isn't any non-magic post they could send me..." Harry said with some anger. Ron and Hermione already left him last year in this stupid fourth champion debacle, but now they won't even write to me only because an old man ordered them not to?

Are they even friends?

Thinking back about his years at Hogwarts and looking at how his friends and himself acted with each other and then comparing it to the days he was together with the Straw Hats he could already see it clearly.

Now that Harry thought about it, he still couldn't prove it, but he was sure that Ron had spread some Rumors at the start of last year that Harry had entered the tournament. 

Hermione also said that he shouldn't have entered his own name into the tournament, but since she is so generous, she will help him by preparing for the tournament.

'Why did I even accept their apology? Now that I think about it, did they even apologize in the first place? They just came to me and talked some shit, and there I was, the desperate little boy coming back to them without anything.' Harry thought with some self-pity.

Nami looked a bit sad at him when she overlooked the letter and quickly fastened her arm around his hips to give him some support, which obviously helped since he calmed down instantly.

Grumbling the letter into a ball and throwing it out of the window, Harry turned around and looked at the package his Godfather sent him. 

The letter also said that Dumbledore recaptured Sirius because the Order of The Phoenix needed a headquarters and that Sirius owned an old house with good wards. 

The Order of the Phoenix seems to be a little club that Dumbledore created in the last war, and it appears to play war with Voldemort. 

Why did Harry think about playing and not fighting a war? 

Because they didn't kill the Deatheaters. 

They would rather die themselves to kill their enemy because they don't want to be the same as them.

'Stupid idiots.' Harry thought to himself.

Of course, some members also play jailer in front of the Dursley's house.

Not thinking about it further, he took the package that Sirius sent him into his hand and unpacked it instantly. 

In the package was a small hand-held Mirror and a sole message that said to call out his name.

"Looking at the small runes on the thing, it seems to be something for Communication?" Nami said with a knowing look.

"Well, let's just try it," Harry said, trusting in Sirius that he wouldn't send him some trap.

"Sirius Black," Harry called out to the Mirror. 

It vibrated for some seconds before an excited voice was heard from the Mirror. 

There was also slowly a picture forming showing a man with long black scruffy hair and a beard. 

He seems to have Grey eyes. "Harry, Harry! You are finally calling me!"

The excited man said giddily before the picture of Harry appeared in front of him and surprised him. 

What surprised him wasn't Harry himself. 

Even though he seemed to have grown a bit, he ignored him for the moment and looked straight at the beautiful orange-haired girl beside her Godson with wonder.

"You actually landed a bird even though you are imprisoned like me! I am so proud and jealous at the same time! Who is she? Does she have a sister that she can introduce to me?" Sirius said, full of wonder. 

He didn't expect something like that from Harry, but he was still happy for him.

Hearing his words, Nami couldn't help but chuckle, and Harry looked back at the Mirror angrily.

"Shut up, you Mutt!" Harry screamed. 

It's good that his relatives aren't here at the moment, but the guard outside, who was currently again Tonks, thought that Harry was going crazy. 

'Considering that he still has some Black blood, maybe he really has gone crazy?' thought Tonks to herself, thinking back to the conversation about Harry that she had had with the other order members and Dumbledore.