Eh. I don't know what Sunny should take. He's pretty lazy. *scratches beard* hehe. We'll see.


Sunny had finally found a place to hide from everyone. It had taken a while, and most places he was haunted by Peeves singing songs about the sun coming out or some mess. It was a place he could write to whom he needed, store things he needed, sit and think alone. It was perfect and it was his and that's where he disappeared more and more to these days.

Sunny was laying back on Hagrid's old and musty bed, smoking his cigars slowly and blowing his rings. He was actually getting to be quite the expert at ring blowing. However, his quiet time alone was disrupted by quiet muffled voices just outside his new Hut. Sunny tried looking out the windows to see who was interupting quiet time - but the vines and weeds made it impossible. Deciding he did not want to be caught inside this Hut.. with some of the things he had.. but Dumbledore... he quietly fled from the only working door the Hut had, and walked non chalantly past the two voices. Sparky and Riddle. Should have known. , Sunny thought, tipping his hat towards them. "Nice day," he added, resisting against giving Sirius a wink as he passed.