Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
A/N: I was so sad when I read the book and my friends and I noticed the slash hints in it too, of course. I'm making a happier continuation for the book now. My style. =P
Title: The Portrait on the Wall
~*~
It was the beggining of Sixth year and Remus was presented as the reinstated Defense teacher, in spite of his position in the Order. Dumbledore had called him there to give Harry comfort and seek his own comfort from the now 16 year old hero.
Sitting patiently at the staff table, Remus eyed the students around him. Some waved at him happily while others looked away in fear of being caught staring. It was a mixed view about what they thought about a werewolf teaching again, but Dumbledore had pointed out that Remus had not hurt any of them before and he very much doubted that he would harm anyone then.
"So Remus, have a pleasant summer?" Minerva asked casually, obviously knowing the answer as they were in the Order together, but asked to make it less suspicious.
He smiled weakly.
"It was okay I suppose. I visited Harry, of course, and stayed for a few days to straighten out the Dursley's problems dealing with what happened and explain to them if they were in danger or not. I also asked if they would like extra protection by having someone there with them but they declined. The whole ordeal was very rough on Harry." Lupin said frowning.
Minerva nodded lightly and sighed.
"I understand." She said soflty. "It must be so hard for you both... so much tension and gloom in your lives."
Remus shook his head and chuckled.
"You act as though we are the only ones who have suffered. You really must not worry, we're fine."
McGonagall frowned and looked at him seriously.
"Correct my if I am wrong, but aren't you a werewolf? And don't werewolves mate for life!?" She whispered. "I'm surprised you haven't gone unstable! You're very strong, Remus, very strong." Before Remus could interject, she continued. "And Harry has just found out that he must kill to survive! Should someone his age really go through something like this?" She whispered harshly.
"Minerva..." Remus said sullenly. "We are strong enough to deal with what is to happen in the future. Just please, don't dwell on the subject right here and now, please?"
Remus had never felt so desperate for a change of subject in his life, and he frowned deeply when he looked at Minerva. Her look of understanding somehow made him feel sick. He wanted to hide... his wolf instincts wanted him to shut himself away so he could quietly go kill himself.
"Minerva, I have a favor I would like to ask of you... " As she looked at him expectantly he continued. "Teach Harry to be an animagi."
McGonagall's eyes widened considerably and she looked at him.
"Surely you don't mean...."
"I'm completely serious. I trust you to be able to teach him..." Remus paused. "I wish for him to know how so he can keep me company during the transformations... I know it sounds selfish but at least he would be able to do it if he needed. I would also like him unregistered." He winked. "Keeps it harder for others to track him down... lets just hope his scar doesn't show too much...."
McGonagall smiled softly.
"Alright, I'll do it."
He beamed at her.
"Thank you."
~*~
After the students had been sent off to their dorms with their respective houses, Remus had waited for Harry so they could head off to his room to talk or just relax in silence. Sort of like a break from the rest of the world.
The room had large enchanted windows, being as they were underground and couldn't see outside, and a bed a little too large for Remus was in the middle of the room. An odd reading lamp rested next to the bed and lined against the walls were shelves filled with gadgets and books that were pretty rare and valuable looking.
There was also another room, a bit like a miniature living room that had large dusty couches that Remus had obviously gotten around to clean. A coffee table say between the two adjacent sofas.
"Oh cheer up!" Said a picture of Sirius to them as they entered the room.
"ARE YOU TALKING TO THAT HALF BREED AND A MUDBLOOD AGAIN!?!" Shrieked the unfriendly form of Sirius' mother, who had appeared in the other portrait infront of them. "OH THE IMPURITY OF----"
"YES MUM!" Snarled Sirius' portrait. "NOW GO AWAY!"
Looking momentarily indignant, the woman smiled dreamily.
"I wish your brother was here... Ah yes... he at least made the family proud---"
"Okay! Okay! Gloat somewhere else!"
Sirius' mother started screaming and throwing things at him as she left the frame next to his.
"Mental...." He said. "I swear I must be adopted..... The only reason she's here is because Dumbledore gave her access to this room. He said it would keep me occupied." He pouted and sunk into a large black chair.
Remus and Harry laughed. It may not have been the real Sirius, but it was still comforting to have a laugh from something that had the personality of Sirius. Dumbeldore had thoughtfully composed the painting and stuck it in Remus' sleeping quarters so no one else but them were to see it. He had reminded them that it was to help cope, not to waste away in front of.
"Okay, lets forget about Regulus and my dear mum...." He said rolling his eyes. "So how are you two doing?"
Harry smiled and sat down in a small bowled chair next to Remus who lay on his stomach at the foot of his bed.
"Pretty good." Harry said." Dumbledore said I'm allowed to keep up the D.A. meetings as extra practice. They're held every Wednseday afternoon for two hours!" He said excitedly.
"That's excellent! I might become Padfoot and come watch." Sirius winked.
Remus laughed.
"Oh yes, I can imagine this now!" He said heartily. "Some poor student attempting a spell and then all of a sudden BARK BARK! You'll startle them all!"
Sirius and Harry laughed.
"Oh fine, I won't scare them!" He said innocently, with a wicked grin on his face. "Too much."
They seemed to talk for a few more minutes before Harry had to leave, leaving Remus alone in the room. Remus stretched tiredly and took off his shirt and trousers.
"Whoo! Looking good Remmy!" Sirius' portrait gave a loud catcall and then stopped, noticing the large frown. "Alright there, Remus?"
Remus sat on the foor of his bed again and sighed.
"It's just not the same as you doing it alive. I need you here and alive...."
"Moony...."
Sirius' speach was blurred as Sirius's face flickered and returned to normal.
"What was that?" Remus asked.
"Um...." Came the reply. Not exactly helpful.
Remus thought about it a moment, finally deciding that he would ask the headmaster if the people in the paintings were supposed to flicker and fade....
"YOU'RE FADING!" He shrieked. "Oh my...."
Sirius' face just smiled.
"See ya later, Remmy!"
"What do you mea----?"
Sirius disappeared. He didn't travel through the portraits, he had stood there and vanished. Remus frowned. He knew he shouldn't get worked up about a picture of his best friend and lover, but he never knew a pictured to vanish. He'd have to see Dumbledore about it.
Too tired to worry about it, Remus went to bed and fell into a deep dreamless sleep.
~*~
Remus awoke early the next day and dressed quickly. He headed towards the Great Hall and stopped at the doors and looked around. Dumbledore was no where in sight. Remus scurried over to McGonagall and asked her where Albus was.
"He left the building last night... he said he had important business to attend to." She said with a smile.
He raised an eyebrow.
"When did he leave last night?"
She pondered the answer thoughtfully before supplying a time around 11:00 to midnight.
"Aah...."
Slightly confused as to why Remus had asked, she looked at him seriously.
"What's the matter Remus?"
He smiled feebly.
"Um, Minerva... are people in the portraits supposed to disappear?" Remus asked curiously and concerned.
Looking mildly startled, she frowned.
"Not that I can recall... I'll look into it. Meanwhile, don't fret about it."
Remus nodded and watched as McGonagall strode out of the Great Hall and probably off to the Library or her office. He shrugged it off and sat in one of the chairs and began to eat... thinking hard on why Sirius had said see you later and then disapper.
//Did he somehow plan this?// He wondered.
Remus strolled patiently out of the Hall and down to his classroom, which was a few doors away from the Potions classroom and Potions storage room.
Stepping into his classroom he closed the door and sat at his desk, pulling out his lesson planner. Today he was going to teach them how to use their inner element through their hands, not their wand. It was pretty advanced magic, but he had extremely high faith that the classes could do it.
Time was nearing soon before the students would arrive... he figured he could take advantage of the weather and bring them outside for some fresh air.
Aaah... the students were ariving just then and were taking their books out.
"Everyone, put your books away! You will not be needing them for the next few lessons!" He annouced pleasantly.
"Why Professor? What are we doing?" Hermione asked.
He grinned at her, and replied. "I'll explain when we are all here and outside."
Harry looked up.
"We're going outside?" He said in wonderment. "Now I'm really curious! What are you up to?"
Remus laughed feebly.
"Nothing bad! Honest!"
They laughed and as everyone came in and took their seats, Remus stood up straight.
"Okay everyone; put away your books, put your wands back into your pockets and follow me. We're going outside for this lesson, and possibly the next few lessons as well."
Each of the students did as they were told and left their bags there and followed their Professor out of the classroom.
TBC!
~*~
Yeah... this is going to be my happy continued version of the fifth HP book... It may not be all that happy now.. but I'll hopefully get to it. ^-^
Thank you, Cat! You're the greatest!
~*~*~*~This is dedicated to those of you who cried because J.K. killed Sirius and are living in denile through fics starring him at some point!~*~*~*~
A/N: I was so sad when I read the book and my friends and I noticed the slash hints in it too, of course. I'm making a happier continuation for the book now. My style. =P
Title: The Portrait on the Wall
~*~
It was the beggining of Sixth year and Remus was presented as the reinstated Defense teacher, in spite of his position in the Order. Dumbledore had called him there to give Harry comfort and seek his own comfort from the now 16 year old hero.
Sitting patiently at the staff table, Remus eyed the students around him. Some waved at him happily while others looked away in fear of being caught staring. It was a mixed view about what they thought about a werewolf teaching again, but Dumbledore had pointed out that Remus had not hurt any of them before and he very much doubted that he would harm anyone then.
"So Remus, have a pleasant summer?" Minerva asked casually, obviously knowing the answer as they were in the Order together, but asked to make it less suspicious.
He smiled weakly.
"It was okay I suppose. I visited Harry, of course, and stayed for a few days to straighten out the Dursley's problems dealing with what happened and explain to them if they were in danger or not. I also asked if they would like extra protection by having someone there with them but they declined. The whole ordeal was very rough on Harry." Lupin said frowning.
Minerva nodded lightly and sighed.
"I understand." She said soflty. "It must be so hard for you both... so much tension and gloom in your lives."
Remus shook his head and chuckled.
"You act as though we are the only ones who have suffered. You really must not worry, we're fine."
McGonagall frowned and looked at him seriously.
"Correct my if I am wrong, but aren't you a werewolf? And don't werewolves mate for life!?" She whispered. "I'm surprised you haven't gone unstable! You're very strong, Remus, very strong." Before Remus could interject, she continued. "And Harry has just found out that he must kill to survive! Should someone his age really go through something like this?" She whispered harshly.
"Minerva..." Remus said sullenly. "We are strong enough to deal with what is to happen in the future. Just please, don't dwell on the subject right here and now, please?"
Remus had never felt so desperate for a change of subject in his life, and he frowned deeply when he looked at Minerva. Her look of understanding somehow made him feel sick. He wanted to hide... his wolf instincts wanted him to shut himself away so he could quietly go kill himself.
"Minerva, I have a favor I would like to ask of you... " As she looked at him expectantly he continued. "Teach Harry to be an animagi."
McGonagall's eyes widened considerably and she looked at him.
"Surely you don't mean...."
"I'm completely serious. I trust you to be able to teach him..." Remus paused. "I wish for him to know how so he can keep me company during the transformations... I know it sounds selfish but at least he would be able to do it if he needed. I would also like him unregistered." He winked. "Keeps it harder for others to track him down... lets just hope his scar doesn't show too much...."
McGonagall smiled softly.
"Alright, I'll do it."
He beamed at her.
"Thank you."
~*~
After the students had been sent off to their dorms with their respective houses, Remus had waited for Harry so they could head off to his room to talk or just relax in silence. Sort of like a break from the rest of the world.
The room had large enchanted windows, being as they were underground and couldn't see outside, and a bed a little too large for Remus was in the middle of the room. An odd reading lamp rested next to the bed and lined against the walls were shelves filled with gadgets and books that were pretty rare and valuable looking.
There was also another room, a bit like a miniature living room that had large dusty couches that Remus had obviously gotten around to clean. A coffee table say between the two adjacent sofas.
"Oh cheer up!" Said a picture of Sirius to them as they entered the room.
"ARE YOU TALKING TO THAT HALF BREED AND A MUDBLOOD AGAIN!?!" Shrieked the unfriendly form of Sirius' mother, who had appeared in the other portrait infront of them. "OH THE IMPURITY OF----"
"YES MUM!" Snarled Sirius' portrait. "NOW GO AWAY!"
Looking momentarily indignant, the woman smiled dreamily.
"I wish your brother was here... Ah yes... he at least made the family proud---"
"Okay! Okay! Gloat somewhere else!"
Sirius' mother started screaming and throwing things at him as she left the frame next to his.
"Mental...." He said. "I swear I must be adopted..... The only reason she's here is because Dumbledore gave her access to this room. He said it would keep me occupied." He pouted and sunk into a large black chair.
Remus and Harry laughed. It may not have been the real Sirius, but it was still comforting to have a laugh from something that had the personality of Sirius. Dumbeldore had thoughtfully composed the painting and stuck it in Remus' sleeping quarters so no one else but them were to see it. He had reminded them that it was to help cope, not to waste away in front of.
"Okay, lets forget about Regulus and my dear mum...." He said rolling his eyes. "So how are you two doing?"
Harry smiled and sat down in a small bowled chair next to Remus who lay on his stomach at the foot of his bed.
"Pretty good." Harry said." Dumbledore said I'm allowed to keep up the D.A. meetings as extra practice. They're held every Wednseday afternoon for two hours!" He said excitedly.
"That's excellent! I might become Padfoot and come watch." Sirius winked.
Remus laughed.
"Oh yes, I can imagine this now!" He said heartily. "Some poor student attempting a spell and then all of a sudden BARK BARK! You'll startle them all!"
Sirius and Harry laughed.
"Oh fine, I won't scare them!" He said innocently, with a wicked grin on his face. "Too much."
They seemed to talk for a few more minutes before Harry had to leave, leaving Remus alone in the room. Remus stretched tiredly and took off his shirt and trousers.
"Whoo! Looking good Remmy!" Sirius' portrait gave a loud catcall and then stopped, noticing the large frown. "Alright there, Remus?"
Remus sat on the foor of his bed again and sighed.
"It's just not the same as you doing it alive. I need you here and alive...."
"Moony...."
Sirius' speach was blurred as Sirius's face flickered and returned to normal.
"What was that?" Remus asked.
"Um...." Came the reply. Not exactly helpful.
Remus thought about it a moment, finally deciding that he would ask the headmaster if the people in the paintings were supposed to flicker and fade....
"YOU'RE FADING!" He shrieked. "Oh my...."
Sirius' face just smiled.
"See ya later, Remmy!"
"What do you mea----?"
Sirius disappeared. He didn't travel through the portraits, he had stood there and vanished. Remus frowned. He knew he shouldn't get worked up about a picture of his best friend and lover, but he never knew a pictured to vanish. He'd have to see Dumbledore about it.
Too tired to worry about it, Remus went to bed and fell into a deep dreamless sleep.
~*~
Remus awoke early the next day and dressed quickly. He headed towards the Great Hall and stopped at the doors and looked around. Dumbledore was no where in sight. Remus scurried over to McGonagall and asked her where Albus was.
"He left the building last night... he said he had important business to attend to." She said with a smile.
He raised an eyebrow.
"When did he leave last night?"
She pondered the answer thoughtfully before supplying a time around 11:00 to midnight.
"Aah...."
Slightly confused as to why Remus had asked, she looked at him seriously.
"What's the matter Remus?"
He smiled feebly.
"Um, Minerva... are people in the portraits supposed to disappear?" Remus asked curiously and concerned.
Looking mildly startled, she frowned.
"Not that I can recall... I'll look into it. Meanwhile, don't fret about it."
Remus nodded and watched as McGonagall strode out of the Great Hall and probably off to the Library or her office. He shrugged it off and sat in one of the chairs and began to eat... thinking hard on why Sirius had said see you later and then disapper.
//Did he somehow plan this?// He wondered.
Remus strolled patiently out of the Hall and down to his classroom, which was a few doors away from the Potions classroom and Potions storage room.
Stepping into his classroom he closed the door and sat at his desk, pulling out his lesson planner. Today he was going to teach them how to use their inner element through their hands, not their wand. It was pretty advanced magic, but he had extremely high faith that the classes could do it.
Time was nearing soon before the students would arrive... he figured he could take advantage of the weather and bring them outside for some fresh air.
Aaah... the students were ariving just then and were taking their books out.
"Everyone, put your books away! You will not be needing them for the next few lessons!" He annouced pleasantly.
"Why Professor? What are we doing?" Hermione asked.
He grinned at her, and replied. "I'll explain when we are all here and outside."
Harry looked up.
"We're going outside?" He said in wonderment. "Now I'm really curious! What are you up to?"
Remus laughed feebly.
"Nothing bad! Honest!"
They laughed and as everyone came in and took their seats, Remus stood up straight.
"Okay everyone; put away your books, put your wands back into your pockets and follow me. We're going outside for this lesson, and possibly the next few lessons as well."
Each of the students did as they were told and left their bags there and followed their Professor out of the classroom.
TBC!
~*~
Yeah... this is going to be my happy continued version of the fifth HP book... It may not be all that happy now.. but I'll hopefully get to it. ^-^
Thank you, Cat! You're the greatest!
~*~*~*~This is dedicated to those of you who cried because J.K. killed Sirius and are living in denile through fics starring him at some point!~*~*~*~
