They call me a baby driver [Open]
Sirius's investigation of the ship had been haphazard at first. Now that he was working with Moony on a map of Stacy, he planned to fix that. The Hangar was well explored as far as he knew, but he had yet to go there himself. At first glance it looked simple enough. Lots of vehicles of all kinds, most unrecognizable to him. Their unfamiliarity made up for the lack of secret passages of any kind.
It wasn't until he reached a motorcycle that a strange thought passed his mind. He hadn't expected anything of his to be here. After Azkaban he was grateful just to have his wand. The fact that Stacy had given him the Marauder's Map, his mirror, and enchanted knife had been mind blowing at first. Now he wondered if there was something else Stacy brought from his world.
He walked faster and scanned the Hangar. It was a long while before there it was. A Triumph Bonneville T120 that belonged to one Sirius Black.
"Oh, baby." He ran his hands over the handle and then down her body. His fingers found several dents but the damage was minimal. He could fix that.
He straddled the motorcycle and held his breath as he turned the keys that were still in the ignition. The engine revved. The bike sprung to life. Sirius laughed.
"That's my girl." He pressed a button and kicked off into the air.
Nearly an hour later anyone walking around the City would see a strange sight. A man on a motorcycle soaring over them. The motorcycle's engines masked his laughter. But he was still laughing when he set her down on a road and let the engine rest. He stroked the handlebars lovingly.
"We've both still got it."
It wasn't until he reached a motorcycle that a strange thought passed his mind. He hadn't expected anything of his to be here. After Azkaban he was grateful just to have his wand. The fact that Stacy had given him the Marauder's Map, his mirror, and enchanted knife had been mind blowing at first. Now he wondered if there was something else Stacy brought from his world.
He walked faster and scanned the Hangar. It was a long while before there it was. A Triumph Bonneville T120 that belonged to one Sirius Black.
"Oh, baby." He ran his hands over the handle and then down her body. His fingers found several dents but the damage was minimal. He could fix that.
He straddled the motorcycle and held his breath as he turned the keys that were still in the ignition. The engine revved. The bike sprung to life. Sirius laughed.
"That's my girl." He pressed a button and kicked off into the air.
Nearly an hour later anyone walking around the City would see a strange sight. A man on a motorcycle soaring over them. The motorcycle's engines masked his laughter. But he was still laughing when he set her down on a road and let the engine rest. He stroked the handlebars lovingly.
"We've both still got it."
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"You're on." The motorcycle roared and plunged forward as he put on the gas.
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my little ponyRainbow Dash. Touché.Sirius was all ready pushing the motorcycle's speed. He really should have been more careful considering there wasn't a repair shop nearby or spare parts. But he wasn't thinking about that.
He accelerated. He wouldn't be able to maintain this speed for very long.
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"That's more like it!" she called out, stretching her forelegs out and flattening her body so she was all the more aerodynamic. She shot ahead, turning a few neat rolls so the motorcycle had to fly through a rainbow corkscrew tunnel as she fell into place in front of it.
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Just... as long as no one found out about this, especially Remus. Sirius would never hear the end of it.
"Alright, you win." Sirius slowed before he killed his motorcycle. He would never recover from the loss.
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The engine was still rumbling in a way that Sirius would have to check it later but for now there was no
othersign that he would fall out of the sky."I have to admit, I didn't think you could go that fast."
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"No, definitely not a unicorn. I'm a wizard. If I were a girl I'd be a witch."
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"So how do you do magic if you don't have a horn, then?" Rainbow started flying around him, looking for significant anatomical features. "I met someone who could fly without wings, but she had machines inside her. Don't ask me how THAT worked."
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"I just do." It was unnerving having her look at him like that. "But we usually use wands to focus our powers. It doesn't work as well without them."
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"A wand, huh?" Rainbow thought about this, then laughed. "So instead of a horn on your head, you pretty much have one in your hand instead!"