In The Doghouse

Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
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In The Doghouse
Summary
When Harry and Severus' seventeen year old daughter sneaks out and takes Sirius' motorbike, why is it Sirius is the one who is in trouble?
Note
Just a little something I thought of

Sirius Black rushed to the door when it opened and sighed. "Oh it's just you."

 

"That's a nice welcome." Remus said.

 

"Remus you have to help me!"

 

Remus frowned. "What have you done?"

 

"Technically I haven't done anything."

 

"Okay then. What have you not technically done?"

 

"Okay. My bike has gone missing."

 

"Okay..."

 

"Lily has gone also."

 

Remus did a double take. "Your bike has gone missing along with Harry and Severus' seventeen year old daughter? If Harry doesn't kill you, Severus will! What were you thinking? I warned you that something will happen if you keep bragging how good your bike is to Lily but no. You just went ahead and did it anyway and now your motorbike has gone along with Lily!"


 

Harry and Severus flooed to Sirius and Remus' to the sound of arguing. "Well it's been a while." Harry sighed.

 

"Look Remus it isn't my fault! Anyone would think I ordered Lily to take my motorbike and go for a ride."

 

"You what!!??"

 

Sirius turned to see Harry and Severus standing there. Seeing the look in Severus' eyes, Sirius transformed into a dog and started to run up the stairs.

 

Taking his wand out, Severus shot a spell at Sirius that had him turning back halfway up the stairs causing him to fall down the rest of the way and land at their feet. 

 

Sirius stood up and looked at Harry. "Are you going to let him get away with that? I could have broken my neck!"

 

"Good! It would have saved me the trouble! Our daughter is out there now on your bike that flies as well doing Merlin knows what! It's a dangerous bike unless you know what you are doing."

 

"Harry I am sorry. I will go and look for her now."

 

"No you won't you flea bitten mutt! You've done enough, I will find her." Severus said before disapparating.

 

Remus sighed and looked at his husband. "Even when they do find her she will want to go again and again. Do you not know what you have started!" 

 

 "Don't worry Remus. Me and Severus will put a stop to it tonight." Harry said before looking at Sirius. "No wonder Lily wanted to stay here tonight. She wanted to ride your bike that you bragged so much about."

 

 "Come on Harry, she flies brooms. What's the difference with my bike?"

 

"Difference being, she hasn't got a license to drive it, she has never even been a passenger on one let alone drive one. On a broom she practised until she got the hang of it we took all safety precautions so she couldn't hurt herself when learning and most importantly a broom. Unlike your bike. Hasn't been tampered with!" Harry shouted.

 

"I haven't tampered with it...much."

 

"You really want to push it and piss me off further?" Harry snapped.

 

Just then a doe came gliding through the door and stopped in front of Harry. "I found her, we are on our way home now. Get ready."

 

Remus frowned, "ready for what?"

 

Harry looked at the older man, "you will see." he said before looking at Sirius. "I could strangle you!" he said before walking out of the front door with Remus and Sirius following.


 

Ten minutes later Sirius' mouth dropped open when a bike pulled up and the rider dressed all in leather took off his helmet.

 

Harry smiled at Lily. "Did you have fun love?"

 

Lily blinked. "You're not mad either? Father isn't mad, he didn't even tell me off."

 

Harry smiled. "And why should he? We can't tell you off for doing something your father has been doing since your age."

 

Lily looked at Severus. "Really father?"

 

"Well, I was riding since fifteen, I do love the bike." Severus answered.

 

"And now you like riding a bike love we can all go on outings!" Harry smiled. "I mean I don't ride one but holding onto your father instead is better, I mean when I saw your father in all that leather..." Harry had a dreamy look on his face. 

 

"Just a word of warning though Lily, when out on a bike and you see them all dressed up in leather, don't start drooling like your dad here, it could just be me." Severus said as he gave his daughter a small smile.

Lily looked from her dad looking at her father hungrily to the bike and then back to her father. "Well I have been for a ride, it's out of my system, brooms and apparation and floo is better." she said and walked inside.

 

Remus looked at Severus. "You have never rode a bike before have you."

 

"Of course I haven't." Severus admitted.

 

Sirius looked at Harry. "And Severus in leather?"

 

"I prefer him in nothing." Harry smirked.

 

"You just made all that up to put her off and it worked. Well done both of you." Remus laughed.

 

"Hang on, where is my bike? You better not have scratched it." Sirius warned Severus.

 

"Or what? You'll leave dog hairs on our furniture?" Severus transfigured his clothes and took a toy bike out of his pocket. "Here is your bike mutt, not a scratch on it."

 

Sirius took the toy. "My bike!" Putting it on the floor, Sirius waved his wand and frowned when nothing happened. "No!" Sirius shouted and stormed in the house, slamming the door behind him.

 

Remus looked a Severus. "I can't believe you just did that."

 

Harry laughed. "Severus hasn't done anything to Sirius' bike."

 

"Harry is right. It is in a shed in the back garden that has been charmed to look like a tree. He can have it back when I say so."

 

"Isn't that a little harsh?" Remus asked.

 

"He encouraged my daughter to ride a motorbike! He should consider himself lucky he still has the blasted thing!" Severus snapped.

 

Harry looked at Remus. "And good luck in trying to tell Sirius about his bike, only Severus can. So it will be up to him when Sirius gets his bike back."

 

Remus chuckled. "I say never then."

 

"Not never, even I am not that harsh. He can have it back when Lily turns thirty."

 

"That's thirteen years away Severus."

 

"Don't exaggerate Remus." Harry smiled. "It isn't thirteen years, just twelve years and nine months."

 

"You're as bad as your husband."

 

Harry smiled. "Thank you."

 

The end.