RP: So.......um Hi?
Date: 17 September 2001 Characters: Sirius Black, Aloysius Croaker, other NPC Unspeakable types Location: Department of Mysteries, Veil Room Private/Public: Private Rating: TBA Warnings: TBA Summary: The epic return of Sirius Black, as witnessed by the (delectable) Al Croaker. Completion: Complete
The first indication that Sirius had that something was wrong, were the robes. The ill fitting, coarse, no where near flattering robes. His second indication was that his head hurt something fierce, and he knew for a fact that he hadn't been out drinking the night before, because Pete was working and Evans had Jamie by the short-hairs, planning the sprog's first birthday. And Remus was never good for any fun these days, too busy doing whatever it was he was doing.
When he could finally pry his eyes open, he knew that something was terribly, terribly wrong. For one thing, he was no longer lying on his bed smoking a Muggle joint and wanking to vague images of a shaggy-haired man. For another, he was almost positive he was in the Department of Mysteries. He didn't know why he thought this, except for the fact that the whole place had an air of unspeakableness surrounding it. And there was a billowing, faintly glowing veil behind him, something that he'd thought had just been Ministry Legend.
Right, okay, so somehow he'd Apparated past the Ministry wards, to a place that was so secret not even the Minister could get in. And Severus Snape was an attractive, misunderstood innocent, Sirius thought scoffingly. Something else was going on here, and he was going to figure it out. But first, to find someone.
"Hello?" he called out, keeping a wide distance from the veil. There had to be someone here, someone who could shed some light on his situation. "Is anyone there?"