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The Padfoot dude and me by Kelll

Format: Novella
Chapters: 3
Word Count: 5,349
Status: WIP

Rating: 15+
Warnings: Strong Language, Scenes of a Mild Sexual Nature

Genres: Humor, Romance, Young Adult
Characters: Lupin, Sirius, Lily, James, Regulus, OC
Pairings: Sirius/OC, James/Lily

First Published: 09/10/2010
Last Chapter: 10/16/2010
Last Updated: 10/16/2010

Summary:







My name is Keridian and I have been sent to the past. What would you do if you had the opportunity to change everything? To save James Potter and marry the infamous Mr. Black? Or would you just finish what Voldemort started?


Chapter 2: Potter's babies will take over the world!

 

Thank you all so much for your reviews! : D Glad to know you're enjoying it!

Lots of cute Potters,

Kelll

PS: Does anyone know how I can make all thos enters disappear? They really annoy me and no matter what I do, they just refuse to go away! Help? Anyone? Please? xD

PS2: I think I got it fixed, so ignore PS1 please xD - am too lazy to remove it - 




2. Potter's babies will take over the world!
 

“OH MY GOD!” I screamed again. This wasn’t possible. It just wasn’t! Oh my God! I was talking to James Potter! And Sirius Black and… Peter Pettigrew. I stared at the ratlike kid with wonder. I had no idea how I should treat him. Respectfully? Or should I hate him?

“Why are you staring at Peter?” It was Black, again, who spoke.

“I… Pettigrew… Eeerh…”

“Merlin! She really is nuts. She fancies Peter!” Black acted like he whispered it to Potter, but he made sure the whole corridor heard it. They all began to snicker.

“Seriously, Sirius, you should be ashamed of yourself.” A voice had defended me, before even I could. I looked up and saw a good looking guy staring back at me. Relief clear in his eyes.

“Do not interfere, Regulus. This isn’t your business,” Black hissed back.

Regu- “Aah. Finally a voice of reason,” I sighed, happy to have actually found a Slytherin I knew about. Even though he was rumored to be a traitor. He was in our Club and he wasn’t bad to look at either. My prayers had been answered! Thank you, God!

Regulus gave me a smile, before frowning at his brother. “Neither is it yours. Who were you looking for actually?” The last question was directed at me, but Potter answered before I could.

“Me,” he growled, grabbing his wand.

“Hey!” I said indignantly. “I can answer my questions myself, thank you. And put your wand away, Potter. I know spells that aren’t even invented yet,” I told him sweetly. Well, it was true!

He gave me such a disgusted look that I checked my clothing for any greases. “I do not attack girls.”

“Then why are you pointing your wand at the thing that’s my brother?” Black sighed.

I felt Regulus go tense against me. Oh-oh. I grabbed my hand in my pocket, but didn’t pull my wand out.

“Ah, is it your brother then?” Potter played along.

“That’s what my darling mother says,” Black shrugged.

I narrowed my eyes at the new pain in my butt and almost fumed. “Sirius?” I asked him sweetly, which gave me his attention. I walked closer to him, until I was right in front of him. “You think you’re quite something, don’t you?”

He smirked.

“Let me tell you this. Out of us all, you’re going to be alone and miserable some day. And right now, I can’t say you didn’t deserve it.” I know. I’m mean, but he was insulting my house mate. Traitor or no.

That wiped the smirk right off of his face. “Oh? Who died and made you an expert on the future?”

My eyes had just fallen upon Snape in the crowd. “Wouldn’t you like to know,” I mused, while I stared at Serverus Snape for a couple of seconds. He immediately averted his gaze. “Interesting.” He wasn’t at all that bad ass as he tried to appear in his potion classes. Very interesting, indeed.

Regulus grabbed my hand and pulled me away from the incredibly handsome Sirius Black. “We need to go to Dumbledore,” he whispered into my ear, while we made our way through the crowd. “He needs to know that you have arrived.”

“This isn’t over yet!” Black with his big mouth shouted after us.

I froze, but he pulled me forward. “What do you mean? Did you know I was coming?!”

“I summoned you. Well, not you. I summoned help.”

I blinked. “Do you have any idea what you did?”

“You can’t tell me or anyone what will happen in the future. Do you understand? Threats like ‘you’re going to feel miserable the rest of your life’ aren’t appropriate.” So much for the voice of reason.

“In case you haven’t noticed it yet, Regulus Black. I am in Slytherin. I’m a Slyth. I’m as bad as people can get. I’m eeeevil.”

He gave me a strange look. “I’m starting to think that my brother was, for once in his life, right.”

I smacked him on the arm. “Thank you very much!”

“You’re very welcome,” the bastard grinned back.

“Humpf.” Great. And now I sounded like the Padfoot dude. Blacks were bad for my behavior. Seriously. “Whatever reason you brought me here for,” I started once we were in a less crowded area, “I need to go back. Otherwise Karen’s going to rape Potter and make lots of Potter babies and I can NOT handle that.”

He blinked a couple of times. “Potter?”

“James’ son.”

“Ah,” he said darkly. “No, we wouldn’t want more Potter babies.”

I smiled at him brightly. “My thoughts exactly. So you’ll send me back, right?”

“No.”

Well… That sounded rather final. “No?”

“No. You’re staying here. I’m sure you’re friend can handle not getting pregnant.”

“You do not understand. Potter’s like a drug to her. Worse! Like Butterbeer, Whiskey and XTC in one!”

“X- what?”

I stared at him blankly. “Never mind. It’s dangerous. She could try to take over the world. Regulus, I do not want to be ruled by freaks with glasses. I’d rather date that dog,” pun so intended, “of a brother of yours than be ruled by a Potter! Never, you hear me!”

He shook his head and I heard him mumble something about ‘just his luck’.

Oh. That slimy bastard! “You’re the one who called me here. You can just send me back and I’ll be happy to knock that stupid Granger to the ground! You can have her. Nobody needs her and her exploded hair anyways.”

“I do not want to know who Granger is or why you hate her,” Regulus Black told me sternly.

“You’re even worse than McGonnagal!” I exclaimed.

He cringed at the comparison. “Am not. I just do not want to change the future. And for this cause we need you, you’ll do just fine.”

“Glad to be able to be a tool in your… whatever it is.”

“Plan. Mission. Name it what you want, but we’re the good guys here,” Regulus told me.

“You’re a traitor to your own House, family and Lord. Why should I trust you?”

“Because I’ll betray my own House, family and Lord even
more. And you’re going to help me do it.”

He was kidding, right? “You’re not funny.”

“I wasn’t making a joke,” he stated.

“Ass.”

“Bitch. Now move on, before we get late for the meeting.”

“So now we have meetings too?” I wanted to know, annoyed. It was great that they summoned me from my own time to attend some stupid meeting that was no doubt going to bore me to tears.

“Secret meetings,” he said. “This will change a lot.”

His voice hadn’t been at all enthusiastic and I scoffed: “Well, since you’re so happy about the meetings, I’m going to take five to do a happy dance.”

“You really are strange,” he murmured.

I shrugged. “That’s what they say.”







Next time on The padfood dude and me:

 He glared at me.
I glared back.
“Dear God, Potter. Stop trying to kill the new girl with your eyes,” Lily Evans told him annoyed. “You’re distracting everyone with your childish games.”
“If it is games you wish to play, my loveliest witch of all witches, me and my roguishly handsome body will love to play them with you.”

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