Pascal climbed down first; Sirius followed.

"Where's your aunt?" he asked her, peering around hopefully. "Is she ill? Maybe I can drop - "

"Sirius, shut it already. I know she isn't ill."

He really did shut up, pretending to look highly offended. "Sheesh, I was just offering you a ride, Miss Universe," he said, putting on an injured face.

Pascal laughed. "Okay, okay, I'm sorry, alright. Are you going?"

Sirius jerked his head yes. "Where do you want to meet me again?"

Pascal shrugged. "You tell, Mr. Idea Giver."

Sirius placed a hand on his cheek, evidently thinking. He was just beginning to realize how little he knew of France in general, and Paris in particular. The first thing that came to his mind was of course the Eiffel Tower, the only sight around that he really knew of.

"Eiffel Tower -?" he said uncertainly, suddenly becoming conscious that he did not even know the way there. But, then again, it was a popular place; someone could help him out with that, of course.

Pascal smiled brightly. "Eiffel Tower it is, then," she said firmly. "Seven o' clock sharp?"

Sirius nodded. "Seven sharp."

*clings* As for the waiting part - Me, too. XD

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Originally Posted by Adrienne AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! YOU ISH BACK!!! *shnuggles mah Maxie*

- ish shnuggled -

*squeezes* Great to see you again, love. <333333333

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I missed you, doll!

Awww, me too. *loves being called doll*

Teh D-word = LOVE.

Thanks, hunny. Looking forward to posting more, me is. =D

In fact, I think I'm going to post again, right now. Just to fill up for all the days I haven't posted.

Stifling a yawn, Sirius wended his way through people, trolleys, people, luggage, people, bags, people, and potential pickpockets and people. Paris, to say the least, was a beautiful place; he could already discern that. The men, in his opinion, were pretty much like those of any other place; but the women had huge blue eyes and, for some reason he himself did not know, he fancied they all held a touch of sadness to their personalities. Maybe it was just him - or maybe it was the aftermath of his meeting with Pascal.

Reaching his entrance to the gateway to the rest of Paris - the exit to the station - Sirius bit his lip. He had no idea where to go from here, probably something his Uncle had not given much thought to. His pockets were overloaded with muggle money but, for now, he wanted to find a wizard dwelling, despite having been 'shipped' there with the objective of getting a chance to interact with muggles. And that was what the genuine trouble was - Where were the wizards and witches?

Minutes later, he was flagging down a taxi, quite the way his Uncle had instructed him to.

"Where to?" The heavily bearded man behind the rolled down window asked, putting down his cigarette for a second.

Sirius coughed. "Uhh . . ."

The main raised an eyebrow.

"Um . . . Actually, I'm looking for a place to stay. I'm an, err, tourist."

The bearded man suddenly smiled broadly - broad enough to make Sirius to take a step back. He was beginning to think he had just committed a grave error in letting the driver know that he had no real knowledge of the city he was in. Before he could rectify his mistake, though, he found himself in the back of the vehicle, the atmosphere rather hot, all of a sudden.

"Don't you worry et all, Mistah," the man was saying. "I'll drop you exactly where you want to go."

- Sirius Black had a very bad feeling about this.

LOL, I loved the "I'm just offering you a ride, Miss Universe" line. That was HILARIOUS!

And the last line was pretty fabulous as well.

Yeah, I'm a big fan of "doll" as well...so I'll just use it a lot now

Love ya dollface
.:Adrienne:.

Hehe, thanks, hunny. ^^

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And the last line was pretty fabulous as well.

*clinghugloves* Thanks. =)

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Yeah, I'm a big fan of "doll" as well...so I'll just use it a lot now

Use it all you want, doll. *squeezestight*

I think so. XD

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HURRAAHHh! Loved those last two posts and I'm so uber happy you're back =D

Thanks. Twice. *hugslykwhoaaaaaaaaa*

He could not help sweating constantly for the next, ten minutes. It was a scary feeling, not to know where you were headed, especially in a country that was completely new to you. To his relief, however, the taxi soon pulled to a halt, casting itself in the dusty shadow of a huge building in shades of dark maroon.

"There ye go," the driver said as he climbed out uncertainly, before stating a fare that Sirius was sure was at least four times the amount of what he would originally have taken from him, had he been more well acquainted with the city.

With a sinking feeling, he paid it, anyway.

"That's yer hotel," the man said, pointing to the red building he had stopped in front of as he happily and quite greedily accepted the money being handed over to him. Then he was gone before Sirius could so much as open his mouth to ask another question.

For the first time in his entire lifetime, Sirius Black was regretting something: He was regretting not having learned French when young.

The huge billboards all around held no meaning for him, for most threw flashy, French lettering at him - lettering that passed right over his head - with only a few heralding English sentences. As he neared what was supposedly his soon-to-be hotel, the guard at the door stopped him.

"No French, man," Sirius said, after several attempts at conversation had failed miserably, and the guard was beginning to get pretty angry.

Apparently, the guard got the gist. "Tourist?" he asked finally, in a very, very broken accent.

Sirius nodded, half in relief. "Yes! Isn't this a hotel?"

The guard only caught the last word, but shook his head vigorously all the same. He seemed to struggle for a moment, as if looking for a word and, finally managing to find it, exclaimed loudly, "Library! Library!"

It was a wonder Sirius did not blush. He may not have run into a pickpocket, but he had still been as good as robbed: he had just paid four or five times the actual fare to a driver who had landed him right into the middle of nowhere, claiming to have brought him to a hotel that was, in fact, a library; a driver who was now sute to be enjoying a good laugh at him, puffing away on a cigarette in the corner of an expensive hotel.

Hotel - The word made him want to smack his head in the library wall.


Sirius was sure the guard would have helped him find a place to lodge at, but the language barrier between them had hindered this. As a result, he was now standing behind the library, wondering what to do. Somewhere, at the back of his mind, he was also beginning to realize that it was well past six. He had to find a place to stock his luggage in, even if temporarily, and he had to find it fast.

A shabby building nearby caught his eye, the words "Betty's Cafe" imprinted on it in huge, aurum letters. All of a suddden, hunger settled in. Making his way up to the place, he pushed open the door and stepped in.

He was not sure if he really liked the place, thanks due to the strange crowd, and the stranger way the things seemed to run within the peeling, rundown walls. He was unpleasantly reminded of the cabin in the ship. Going up to the counter, he coughed to get the attention of the man behind it.

"English?" he asked hopefully.

"Yes," the man replied, looking up. His accent was thick, and clearly indicated no command over the language he was speaking in. At least he can speak it, Sirius thought, trying to be grateful rather than exasperated at the situation he had just landed himself into.

"I'm looking for a hotel," he began to explain quickly. "I'm a tou - "

"No hotel," the man said clearly, cutting Sirius across. "Only eats. Coffee?"

Trying not to do some serious spellwork on the unhelpful man, Sirius turned around without a word and stormed over to an empty table, sitting down huffily.

It was half past six.

VHAT?

HE HASSSSSSS TO MEET HER!

It's the start of something new HE CAN'T MISS THIS MEETING! SHE WILL CUT OFF HIS HEAD!

Loved it, chickadee Great postieness.

Love ya
.:Adrienne:.

love the ff so happy ur back!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

MAXIE!

Sorry that it took me so long to get here!
School has made me its slave so I can barely get on SS anymore...
I do try to get on as much as I can but there just isn't enough time...
Maxie luff the posts have been great!

I love the fact that Sirius is seriously lost and he needs to get to the tower soon... Being a tourist isn't that much fun sometimes
Well ancient luff, I hope to be able to come again soon before the weekend
See you soon!
Post more! it's fantastic! PAMS!

-Em

Half past six. Sirius glanced at his watch as he sat down, and received a huge shock. He forced himself not to slap his forehead in frustration, his mind working both fiercely and furiously. Then there was a sudden flash of green and, moments later, someone had helped themselves to the empty seat in front of him.

"Hi."

It was a girl, probably the same age as he was, but evidently not in the same mood, but one that was clearly much, much better. Looking at her, Sirius realized just how refreshing it was to see her: Paris was a great place, and so were its people, but she did not have that strictly Parisian look he was starting to grow accustomed to seeing around himself, and that made her look welcoming. She was dressed in sophie green, with very long auburn hair that was pulled back into a braid, and huge, green eyes.

Green. Not blue.

Really, really green.

"Hi," he replied. Suddenly, he was back in his usual mood: He was the lady charmer here and, within seconds, Pascal was suddenly forgotten. "Sirius Black." He held out his hand.

She shook it, smiling charmingly at him. "Isha Marshal," she said pleasantly, brushing back deep, auburn bangs. "And I already know you, Mr. Black."

"What?" Sirius asked, his mouth falling open.

Isha laughed. It was a very silvery sort of laughter, one that caused several people to look their way. She acted as if she had not noticed. "Yeah," she said, clearly enjoying the look of surprise on his face, now. "I remember you from Hogwarts. I studied there until my third year, before I transferred. So, what brings you here?"

The shock was slowly beginning to fade away. Hard though it was to believe that he had just run into a witch, Sirius knew she could not have just invented all the information she had.

"Wow," he said, suddenly laughing. "I never thought I'd run into a witch here. I just came here to mingle with the people. Reckoned it would do me a bit of good. You?"

"I work for the Ministry here," Isha explained. "I was passing by, and I was sure I saw someone familiar, so I came in. I hope you don't mind, but I overheard you were looking for a place to stay. Well, there are plenty of wizard ing dwellings to let here. You could always rent one, but I'd rather you didn't. I have a vacant one; you could just -"

Sirius shook his head firmly. "No, I'd rather rent my own, if you could just tell me where that's possible."

Isha shrugged. "As you wish." She beckoned to a nearby waiter, one of the few in the neglected place. "Food," she said before Sirius could say anything else. "And get it from some place worth this," she added, holding up a crisp note. The waiter's eyes widened and, bowing slightly, he hurried out of the cafe.

"Thanks," Sirius said. "I could really do with some thing to eat."

Isha smiled. "So could I."


The waiter arrived in less than five minutes, carrying several dishes whose aroma instantly spread throughout the place, rich and spicy. Sirius dug in with enthusiasm. It had started to rain outside; all the misfortunes he had suffered since stepping into Paris seemed to have made him eager for a bite and, for some reason, he felt that the droplets beating against their window were further increasing his hunger.

Dark had fallen by the time he finished. All of a sudden, he was beginning to feel drowsy. "Man, I could do with some sleep," he said, stifling a yawn.

Isha got up, her green eyes twinkling.

"Me, too. I guess we should go. And I'll show you Green Square, too. They have a lot of space to let there . . ."

Thanks loads, hunny. <333

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so happy ur back!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Awww, thanks. *huggleslykwhoaanddoesnotletgo* =D

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ANCIENT LOVE!

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Sorry that it took me so long to get here! School has made me its slave so I can barely get on SS anymore... I do try to get on as much as I can but there just isn't enough time...

Awww, that's totally no problem, Ancient Love. I know school can be a real pain at times. *pokes own exams* Don't let anything come before your studies. *gives pillow and white teddy and chocolate* Better?

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Maxie luff the posts have been great!

Thank you. ^^