~ A/N: This is my very first fanfic! I'm so excited! This is continued
straight after the fourth book. I don't like ANY Harry and anyone pairings,
so no romance here, sorry guys!! Oh! And I apologise for any
grammar/spelling mistakes. I try my best you know. R/R if you like! I don't
reckon it's any good but oh well, practise make perfect!! ~
Disclaimer: Me? Owning Harry Potter? No way!!! I don't really get the point of these, I mean; everything knows that the brilliant J.K Rowling wrote Harry Potter!
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Harry turned around as he felt a tap on his shoulder. "Professor Lupin! How good to see you again!!!"
Professor Lupin smiled. "Harry, due to the current situation, would you come with me back to Hogwarts please."
"Why?" asked Harry, clearly baffled by this strange request. "You'll see. Come Harry, Professor Dumbledore is waiting for us." Harry looked at Uncle Vernon.
"Off you go then boy," Uncle Vernon said with a shake towards Professor Lupin, obviously glad to get rid of Harry for the whole summer. Harry shrugged and followed Professor Lupin back to Platform 9 ¾.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Once they were on Platform 9 ¾, Professor Lupin conjured a porkey and told Harry to hold on tight. As soon as he touched it he felt the ground jerk and give way. When it had stopped spinning he looked up to see himself in Hogsmeade.
"Come on Harry. This way." Professor Lupin said as he strode in the direction of Hogwarts.
Once they got there they immediately went up to Professor Dumbledore's office. "Sugar quill," Professor Lupin said to the gargoyle that guarded the entrance and in no time were they seated opposite to Professor Dumbledore.
"Ah! At last! I was starting to worry that something had happened," he exclaimed sharing a questioning look with Professor Lupin.
"There were questions," answered Prof. Lupin simply and stared pointedly at Harry. "Well, Harry, you must be wondering why you are back at Hogwarts when you had just gotten off the Hogwarts Express. Am I right?" enquired Professor Dumbledore. Harry merely nodded, indicating that Prof. Dumbledore should go on.
"We have decided to train you Harry. We cannot afford to lose you. So." Harry cut across him. "Why can't you afford to lose me?"
"Alas Harry!! So many questions and yet the first question I cannot answer. When you're older Harry. Now, as I was saying, you need to be trained, especially in DADA and Duelling. But I have also arranged for other professors to train you in the more important subjects. I trust you'll be most satisfied with your Transfiguration teacher. No, I won't tell you who will be instructing you. Professor Moody had kindly agreed to coach you in DADA so you'll get the chance to meet the real Alastor Moody. Professor Lupin will be filling in the gaps I've made, and Harry, if you ever need me don't hesitate to come and ask. The password is sugar quill. Now rest up Harry, your extremely strict training starts next week, during this week you'll be able to meet your new teachers," explained Professor Dumbledore.
"Harry, I'll show you to the room you'll be staying in," said Prof. Lupin. As they walked out, Prof. Lupin told Harry that he is welcomed to call him Moony.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Lupin showed Harry to a room reasonably closed to Prof. Dumbledore's office. Harry was stunned; Lupin tapped on what he thought was an ordinary wall, five times, and a silvery, transparent looking portrait appeared in front of him. Lupin grinned at Harry's look of wonder, "It's amazing isn't it? This is a portrait of Sir Jonathan in an invisibility cloak much like your father's old one."
"What's the password Moony?" asked Harry still shocked.
"Butterbeer" Lupin replied as the portrait swung forward. "All your trunks and luggage are in there. Enjoy yourself!"
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Harry looked around at his new room. It was decorated in scarlet and gold, the Gryffindor colours. (A/N: Yes, I'm an Aussie) 'Wow!' he thought. He explored the room, a long table in the corner for homework most probably, the curtains were made from velvet, and it was scarlet with gold trimmings. He looked out the window to see the beautiful lake. As he was about to sat on his new queen sized bed he saw his en-suite bathroom. Inside it was if possible even grander than the prefect's bathroom he'd been in the year before. There was a bathtub the size of a swimming pool with different coloured taps surrounding the edge. He looked further to see a toilet in a cubicle.
Harry felt like he was the luckiest boy in the whole world. 'This is way better than the Dursley, who cares if I have to spend my summer in intense training?' he thought happily.
Harry decided to go and see where Moony was staying to see if he could get him to recount tales of his dad. He stepped over the guarding portrait and walked along the corridor. As he was walking he suddenly saw.
.
"Sirius!!!" shouted Harry as he rushed over to give him a tight hug. "What are you doing here? I thought you had to go and do all those stuff Dumbledore told you to do! I'm so glad to see you again!"
Sirius chuckled. "I can see what Dumbledore meant when he told me he doubt I'll be getting any rest before dinner." Harry grinned. Trust Dumbledore to say that!
"And yes, Dumbledore did tell me to do 'those stuff' but I've done them now so I'm here fulfilling my duty as your godfather. Not to mention Dumbledore invited me." Smiled Sirius.
"Harry, come to my room and we'll talk." Sirius said in a more serious voice. "Okay!" agreed Harry cheerfully.
And Sirius led Harry to a room extremely close (in fact opposite) to Harry's own room. After Harry recovered and the portrait of a talking dog let them in with the password "Dog star" Harry looked around at the beautifully furnished room of his godfather.
Sirius sat Harry down at a comfortable sofa and sat opposite to him. Then. "Harry, you must face the truth. It wasn't your fault. I want you to get that into your head before you start your lessons next week. You didn't know that the cup was a porkey; you had no way of knowing beforehand. I want you to study hard this summer. You're undertaking your OWL's next year and you'll need to learn to earn money yourself. Your vault at Gringotts can be emptied and it will one day if you don't take this seriously. Dumbledore had arranged for these trainings for you especially. And to be able to concentrate on them and to be able to do your best you'll need to forget about the past. Stop dwelling on it. Do I make myself understood?" asked Sirius after his long speech.
Harry nodded, feeling a lump in his throat. Never would he have thought that this was what Sirius had decided to talk about.
Sirius put a soothing hand on Harry's shoulder. "I didn't say this would be easy Harry. I'll be here for you if you need me. Cry one last time if you need to, but Harry, let me ask you this, when you saw Cedric's shadow did he blame you? Did he hold you responsible for his death? Did he question why you told him to take the cup with you? He didn't, did he? So stop putting all the blame on yourself." Harry looked up at last. As soon as he saw those eyes filled with concern he broke down. He leant on Sirius; shoulder and cried. Sirius patted him comfortingly and remained silent. As Harry cried over Cedric's death for the last time, he finally felt a heavy burden release inside him, unloading off him. At that instant, he knew for sure that he had finally let go of his painful past. He sniffled and wiped his eyes. Sirius gave him a quick squeeze on the arm and smiled.
A/N: This is my first fanfic so can people please give advice and tell me if it is 'good' or not??? One of my favourite characters is Sirius Black so he plays quite an important role. :P
Now, I'm not one of those 'I'll post the next chapter when I get ## reviews,' But please pity me, I've got exams coming up, so I'll post the next chapter when I get time.
I'll prefer it if you R/R but I'll understand of you don't.
Disclaimer: Me? Owning Harry Potter? No way!!! I don't really get the point of these, I mean; everything knows that the brilliant J.K Rowling wrote Harry Potter!
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Harry turned around as he felt a tap on his shoulder. "Professor Lupin! How good to see you again!!!"
Professor Lupin smiled. "Harry, due to the current situation, would you come with me back to Hogwarts please."
"Why?" asked Harry, clearly baffled by this strange request. "You'll see. Come Harry, Professor Dumbledore is waiting for us." Harry looked at Uncle Vernon.
"Off you go then boy," Uncle Vernon said with a shake towards Professor Lupin, obviously glad to get rid of Harry for the whole summer. Harry shrugged and followed Professor Lupin back to Platform 9 ¾.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Once they were on Platform 9 ¾, Professor Lupin conjured a porkey and told Harry to hold on tight. As soon as he touched it he felt the ground jerk and give way. When it had stopped spinning he looked up to see himself in Hogsmeade.
"Come on Harry. This way." Professor Lupin said as he strode in the direction of Hogwarts.
Once they got there they immediately went up to Professor Dumbledore's office. "Sugar quill," Professor Lupin said to the gargoyle that guarded the entrance and in no time were they seated opposite to Professor Dumbledore.
"Ah! At last! I was starting to worry that something had happened," he exclaimed sharing a questioning look with Professor Lupin.
"There were questions," answered Prof. Lupin simply and stared pointedly at Harry. "Well, Harry, you must be wondering why you are back at Hogwarts when you had just gotten off the Hogwarts Express. Am I right?" enquired Professor Dumbledore. Harry merely nodded, indicating that Prof. Dumbledore should go on.
"We have decided to train you Harry. We cannot afford to lose you. So." Harry cut across him. "Why can't you afford to lose me?"
"Alas Harry!! So many questions and yet the first question I cannot answer. When you're older Harry. Now, as I was saying, you need to be trained, especially in DADA and Duelling. But I have also arranged for other professors to train you in the more important subjects. I trust you'll be most satisfied with your Transfiguration teacher. No, I won't tell you who will be instructing you. Professor Moody had kindly agreed to coach you in DADA so you'll get the chance to meet the real Alastor Moody. Professor Lupin will be filling in the gaps I've made, and Harry, if you ever need me don't hesitate to come and ask. The password is sugar quill. Now rest up Harry, your extremely strict training starts next week, during this week you'll be able to meet your new teachers," explained Professor Dumbledore.
"Harry, I'll show you to the room you'll be staying in," said Prof. Lupin. As they walked out, Prof. Lupin told Harry that he is welcomed to call him Moony.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Lupin showed Harry to a room reasonably closed to Prof. Dumbledore's office. Harry was stunned; Lupin tapped on what he thought was an ordinary wall, five times, and a silvery, transparent looking portrait appeared in front of him. Lupin grinned at Harry's look of wonder, "It's amazing isn't it? This is a portrait of Sir Jonathan in an invisibility cloak much like your father's old one."
"What's the password Moony?" asked Harry still shocked.
"Butterbeer" Lupin replied as the portrait swung forward. "All your trunks and luggage are in there. Enjoy yourself!"
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Harry looked around at his new room. It was decorated in scarlet and gold, the Gryffindor colours. (A/N: Yes, I'm an Aussie) 'Wow!' he thought. He explored the room, a long table in the corner for homework most probably, the curtains were made from velvet, and it was scarlet with gold trimmings. He looked out the window to see the beautiful lake. As he was about to sat on his new queen sized bed he saw his en-suite bathroom. Inside it was if possible even grander than the prefect's bathroom he'd been in the year before. There was a bathtub the size of a swimming pool with different coloured taps surrounding the edge. He looked further to see a toilet in a cubicle.
Harry felt like he was the luckiest boy in the whole world. 'This is way better than the Dursley, who cares if I have to spend my summer in intense training?' he thought happily.
Harry decided to go and see where Moony was staying to see if he could get him to recount tales of his dad. He stepped over the guarding portrait and walked along the corridor. As he was walking he suddenly saw.
.
"Sirius!!!" shouted Harry as he rushed over to give him a tight hug. "What are you doing here? I thought you had to go and do all those stuff Dumbledore told you to do! I'm so glad to see you again!"
Sirius chuckled. "I can see what Dumbledore meant when he told me he doubt I'll be getting any rest before dinner." Harry grinned. Trust Dumbledore to say that!
"And yes, Dumbledore did tell me to do 'those stuff' but I've done them now so I'm here fulfilling my duty as your godfather. Not to mention Dumbledore invited me." Smiled Sirius.
"Harry, come to my room and we'll talk." Sirius said in a more serious voice. "Okay!" agreed Harry cheerfully.
And Sirius led Harry to a room extremely close (in fact opposite) to Harry's own room. After Harry recovered and the portrait of a talking dog let them in with the password "Dog star" Harry looked around at the beautifully furnished room of his godfather.
Sirius sat Harry down at a comfortable sofa and sat opposite to him. Then. "Harry, you must face the truth. It wasn't your fault. I want you to get that into your head before you start your lessons next week. You didn't know that the cup was a porkey; you had no way of knowing beforehand. I want you to study hard this summer. You're undertaking your OWL's next year and you'll need to learn to earn money yourself. Your vault at Gringotts can be emptied and it will one day if you don't take this seriously. Dumbledore had arranged for these trainings for you especially. And to be able to concentrate on them and to be able to do your best you'll need to forget about the past. Stop dwelling on it. Do I make myself understood?" asked Sirius after his long speech.
Harry nodded, feeling a lump in his throat. Never would he have thought that this was what Sirius had decided to talk about.
Sirius put a soothing hand on Harry's shoulder. "I didn't say this would be easy Harry. I'll be here for you if you need me. Cry one last time if you need to, but Harry, let me ask you this, when you saw Cedric's shadow did he blame you? Did he hold you responsible for his death? Did he question why you told him to take the cup with you? He didn't, did he? So stop putting all the blame on yourself." Harry looked up at last. As soon as he saw those eyes filled with concern he broke down. He leant on Sirius; shoulder and cried. Sirius patted him comfortingly and remained silent. As Harry cried over Cedric's death for the last time, he finally felt a heavy burden release inside him, unloading off him. At that instant, he knew for sure that he had finally let go of his painful past. He sniffled and wiped his eyes. Sirius gave him a quick squeeze on the arm and smiled.
A/N: This is my first fanfic so can people please give advice and tell me if it is 'good' or not??? One of my favourite characters is Sirius Black so he plays quite an important role. :P
Now, I'm not one of those 'I'll post the next chapter when I get ## reviews,' But please pity me, I've got exams coming up, so I'll post the next chapter when I get time.
I'll prefer it if you R/R but I'll understand of you don't.