The Last Week

[Sirius Black]

Having been terribly busy with the arranging of his new place in London, Sirius had left the school stuff for the last week of the summer holidays. Although his friends had been helping him fix his flat, they had also made time to go to Diagon Alley sometime during the past three weeks and Sirius, declining their offers of companionship, had made some time to go by himself one afternoon. He just wanted to get it done quickly and with the company of James he knew it would take longer than forever.

Also he had wanted to avoid all possible encounter with a member of the Black family, you know, those whose name was still on the tapestry. They always made sure to buy everything necessary as soon as the Hogwarts letter arrived. So Sirius was pretty confident he wouldn't see them today.

The books were baught, the potion ingredients were baught and the new cauldron was baught. His last one, a gold one his mother had purchased for him, he had made sure to blow it up by the end of the last term.

All set, and making his big shopping bags float in front of him with his wand, Sirius walked by the Alley when he spotted the Cafè. It beckoned him sweetly and he thought his beautiful legs and back surely deserved a rest.

He walked in as he looked about the place, trying to find an available spot for him to sit. His attention was braught back to the entrance when he heard a loud bang of heavy stuff hitting the floor and turned to realize that his shopping bags had hit someone and then fallen from the air.