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This will end well [During Shore Leave, open to anyone who wants to have a wild and crazy time]

Harry was gone. He’d been repodded not long after their last conversation. That hadn’t gone well. After hearing the truth behind his brother’s death, Sirius had put as much space between him and everyone else as possible. If he’d known that would be the last time he would see Harry…

Harry was still alive but his absence stung. Sirius had no reason to pretend he was all right anymore. He’d put on a brave face for his godson, told himself he had to be strong for him. Now that he was gone what did it matter?

After ~~sulking~~ isolating himself for days there was only one logical way to deal with his grief. Drink as much as humanly possible and then drink some more. And if he could find other drugs on this planet that was all the better.

It didn’t take him long to find a bar. Most of the drinks were designed for humans (although there were a fair number for the Kanil and Helians, as well as other races that frequently visited) but Sirius recognized none of them. And as far as he could tell, they all tasted awful. It seemed some tastes didn’t translate across worlds. He didn’t care.

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It was shore leave, so Ian was out and about trying the local delicacies, which included the beer. Which tasted awful. He made a face and looked at his pint and wondered whether he could manage the rest of it, given that he'd paid for it.

The human-looking man nearby didn't look like his drink was that bad though, so Ian asked, "What's that you're drinking?"

"I can't pronounce it." Sirius pulled out a menu and pointed to the drink's name. "I have to warn you- I've had better." From his accent he was guessing the man wasn't from this planet so he felt it was sound advice to give. Granted, for all he knew the people who lived here hated the taste just as much.

"Are you from Stacy?"

He thought it was worth a try, so he ordered one himself by pointing to the menu. He nodded at the question. "I am. You're from Stacy too?" If Basil had called Stacy Transmigration 9, then it was likely that the other natives would too.

"Yes." Sirius nodded and took another drink from his glass. He held out his hand. "Sirius Black."

Ian shook his hand. "Ian Chesterton."

His drink arrived and he had a taste. It wasn't great. "Maybe we should stick to drinking on Stacy if all the drinks are going to be like this."

"You can but what would be the fun in that?" Sirius gave him a wry smile. "There aren't many exciting things to do on Stacy. I plan on finding out what there is to do here. Speaking of, have you been enjoying yourself?"

Ian smiled and nodded. "Shore leave is good when you've been cooped up on Stacy for a while." Even though Stacy was big. "So far all I've done is wander round and see the sights and not get into trouble."

"No trouble? Oh, we can't have that." Sirius looked away from Ian and finished the rest of his drink. "Come on, finish your drink or let me and then we'll go find some trouble. How does that sound?"

"Oh, why not." Ian didn't quite finish his drink, but he did have a fair bit more of it, then made a face at the taste. "What did you have in mind?"

Sirius grinned. "No idea. I'm sure we'll find something." He glanced at Ian's drink. "If you let me have the rest I can pay you back."

"Don't worry about the money." Ian pushed the glass over to Sirius. "I'd love to get a look at some of the technology they use. Perhaps a distraction would help."

"In that case I'll need your drink. There's no better distraction than a drunkard." He drained a good deal of the glass. "Actually there are a lot but we'll pretend that there aren't. You know where the technology is?"

"I've seen people using a few different gadgets, but they're not so keen on showing them to me." Which was probably because they were busy, but Ian still wanted a look.

"Sounds like fun. One moment." Sirius held up one finger. He was a little less than halfway through with the drink but he finished it off after several gulps. His head was pounding. The world seemed fuzzy.

"Ahh- that's much better." He left his money on the counter. "Lead the way."

Ian grinned. The market was just outside, so he headed there. "I'd love to get a look at one of those beetles," he said, looking over at the beetles scanning a fresh palette of fruit being unloaded nearby.

"How close a look are we talking about and how long?" Sirius asked, his voice slow but with minimal slurring. He glanced at around the market.

"I'd just like to get hold of it for a minute or two." Ian looked round at him, wondering how drunk he was. Although it probably didn't matter much. "I'll live with as long as I can get and as close as I can get."

The answer to Ian's unspoken question was always "not enough."

Well, there were quite a few options available to Sirius. He could use magic but he was drunk and wasn't sure how that would go with the people here. But there was one way to get attention and avoid anyone recognizing him.

"Time to go make an ass of myself." He had experience with that.

Sirius wandered off into a quiet corner of the market where he doubted he would be spotted.

A minute or so passed while he waited for the right moment, then a huge black dog trotted out into the market. Tail wagging and tongue lolling, he walked up to one of the merchants. After a short time lapping up affection he proceeded to jump onto the stand, sending the wares flying. He made a flying leap to another stand. He narrowly missed it and his legs slammed against it but he kept going. And he was rapidly drawing attention.

Drunk dog vs. Marketplace and guards- outcome pending.

Your move, Ian.

Ian watched Sirius go and then looked over a few of the wares on display while he waited for Sirius's distraction. But he was distracted by the dog instead. He watched the dog for a minute before realising that he didn't need Sirius's distraction - the dog would work just as well.

While the stall holder was occupied, Ian picked up one of the beetles. It tried to scan his hand and Ian smiled at it. It was clearly programmed to do one function. He took hold of it on either side and turned it upside down to look at it more closely. At which point it played dead. Ian poked at it, not really understanding anything he was seeing and ended up putting it on his palm, right side up. But then it carried on playing dead.

Ian prodded it worried for a moment, before deciding there was nothing he could do. He pocketed the beetle and ambled away nonchalantly. Hopefully the stall holder would just assume the dog had knocked it off and it had got lost.

Sirius was too busy enjoying the attention and mayhem he was causing to notice Ian had taken it. He did however notice Ian walking away and that was his signal to run.

He barked once and darted away. In the confusion he was lost easily and people were more preoccupied either carrying about their business or picking up their wares.

When Sirius returned he was back in human form. He stepped to the side and discreetly cast a few spells to speed up the merchants' setting up shop again. Maybe he'd give buy something and give them a tip to make up for it.

As much as Ian was tempted to walk off and not look back, that would look suspicious. So he kept his hand away from his pocket and watched the stall holders clear up after the dog. He saw Sirius appear in the crowd and went over to him.

"Did you see whose dog that was? It made the perfect distraction."

"Oh, a stray I found. He is good, isn't he?" He grinned and put his wand away. The market was mostly back to normal all ready. They were no doubt used to chaos.

"What did you make of that beetle?"

He smiled and nodded. "He certainly did what you told him to." Ian was impressed - he wouldn't have thought of using a dog as a distraction.

"I couldn't make out much of the beetle." They were far enough away now that Ian risked taking it out of his pocket. "But it seems to have died, so I'll look at it when I'm back on Stacy."

"That's a longer look than a minute or two." Sirius didn't know how to feel about that. He was fairly sure he should give a damn, and maybe he did. He did feel odd but like he hadn't done worse. Including causing mayhem in the market and cause a drop in sales for the day. Oh well. He could just spend the rest of his money there once he was done having fun elsewhere.

"Let me know if you find out anything exciting." He stretched his arms. "Any other stunts you want me to pull?"

"I will. I never intended to take it, but I didn't want to leave a dead one and have them wonder about it." Although that excuse sounded weak even to Ian. It was too late to take it back now though.

"I think that's probably enough damage for one day. And I think people might notice the stray if he came back to do more damage, assuming you could find him again."

That was a weak excuse but Sirius shrugged. There wasn't much to do about it now. He had no intention of landing himself behind bars for any period of time.

"Oh, I have more up my sleeve than a scruffy but lovable stray." He said lightly. "But if you insist."

"I don't want to get thrown off this planet. It's been a while since I've been off Stacy and we don't know how long we'll have until the next shore leave." As much as he was curious about what Sirius had up his sleeve, there were other, completely legal things, to do on the planet. "Is there anything you'd like to do?"

"Get drunk, get laid, get into trouble. Two out of three in one day isn't bad." He smiled. "I'll see where the rest of the day takes me."

Ian chuckled. "If you want the third you might be better off going back to the bar."

"All in good time. Now that I've stretched my legs I think I'll see what else this planet has to offer."

"I'll leave you to it. Would want to cramp your style." Ian clapped Sirius on the shoulder.

"You're welcome to join. I can think of worse ways to spend the day." Sirius studied him carefully.

Probably not what he was going for but you never knew.

"Me too." No one was threatening to kill them for a start. "But I'm not looking to get laid."

Sirius nodded. "In that case this is where we part ways. Let me know if you change your mind- about getting into any more trouble that is."

Ian grinned. "I will."

"Hey, Handsome!"

Sadly for Sirius, the person who slides into the seat next to him is a lady.

"Have I seen you on the ship? If I did, I don't think your face was this long before."

That managed to get a genuine smile out of him. He was never one to say no to a compliment, particularly about his looks.

"I think I've seen you before, beautiful." Though evidently not when he first podpopped. He'd been a complete wreck. "And I'm fixing my long face as we speak." He took more of a gulp than a sip of his drink.

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