(fanfic)
Sirius Black and Harry are having coffee at the shrieking shack. There are candies on the table and a decorated Christmas tree at the corner.
Harry, “People I knew are so psychotic, they twist and turn things around and fabricate the truth.”
Sirius sips his coffee and says, “I’m sorry that bad things have happened to you Harry.”
Harry, “You know the other day someone who I thought was my friend blamed me for leading him on. I have a bad headache since then, I think of him as my little brother Sirius and I was so kind and loving to him, but his intentions has always been something else. I’ve seen him stare at my boobs so many times.”
There is loud thunder outside and the radio in the corner table starts playing, “Vigilante Shit by Taylor Swift” and Khaleesi appears in the chair next to them.
She starts to laugh and says, “Are you talking about the pervert boy who looks like a bird pooped on his face?”
Sirius smiles, “Yeah that one. I’ve been asking Harry to forget him and flush his memory down the toilet. Stop giving people more than one chance my lovely boy.”
Khaleesi, “Harry always loves and cares too much, that’s his flaw. Hence, he gets fucked always. The world isn’t a walk through a meadow of sunflowers.”
Sirius, “The world isn’t split into good people and Death Eaters, we’ve all got both light and dark inside us. What matters is the part we choose to act on and Harry always does the right thing at the end, that’s what matters, fuck the Death Eaters man.”
Khaleesi raises an eyebrow and says, “I’d rather torture and kill the Death Eaters.”
Harry, “Speaking of which, I’m kinda confused. You did not kill Dudley, Draco, Umbridge and few others, but what are they doing in Hell?”
Khaleesi, “I did some unspeakable things to them. I left out the gory details about killing them because you don’t like reading violence, Harry.”
Sirius gets up and walks to the table with the radio. He plays “All I want for Christmas by Mariah Carey” and leans on the table facing them with arms crossed.
He says, “I like a women who kills the Death Eaters.”
Khaleesi goes red on her cheek and says, “I’ve always liked the man who turns to padfoot.”
Sirius smiles, “I wonder who you are talking about.”
Harry says, “OMG! why am I always the third wheel?” and keeps his forehead down on the table abruptly and the candies fall to the ground.
THE END.