Hello to both new and old readers! I recommend reading Life of a Moony Lover: Year 1, Secrets prior to this although it isn't necessary. Enjoy!
I do not own Harry Potter
"Potter Manor!" I instructed, tossing the floo powder and wincing as I saw the large flames engulf me. I stumbled out through a magnificent shining white marble mantelpiece. My parents came behind me. I looked around the room and tried to close my mouth that had dropped open in astonishment. It was huge. The ceiling was about ten feet above our heads and I felt tiny. There was a gigantic chandelier laden with crystals. The furniture looked as though it belonged in a muggle museum. I found myself standing on a blood red carpet that matched the large Gryffindor banners perfectly.
The arrogant messy haired boy caught me staring and waved a hand in front of my face before giving me a hug. He hadn't changed too much since I last saw him in July for my birthday. Standing behind him, smiling were James' parents. Charlus Potter was a handsome man. He had a face that was slightly wrinkled, although when he smiled, the lines seemed to vanish. He had a familiar messy mop of black -slightly greying- hair and kind blue eyes. Dorea Potter was quite tall, and had brown hair that was tied up in an elegant knot. Her eyes were identical to James', a lively hazel colour. Like her husband, had signs of age in her appearance.
Standing behind James and his parents were three very familiar faces. An extremely tall, tanned boy with twinkling silver eyes bounded forward and winked at me cheekily before pulling me in for a friendly hug. I laughed at him, shaking my head at his childish behaviour. The next boy was small with mousy brown hair, I hi-fived him before focusing my attention on the weary boy leaning against the wall. I had never been that close to Peter.
Remus looked fit to collapse. He had a new inch wide scar running from his shoulder to under his elbow that stood out against his pale skin. His warm chocolate eyes seemed tired, emphasised by the black bags beneath them but when my own amber eyes met his, the weariness vanished. I ran over to him, tossing my trunk aside and wrapped my arms around him. I noticed that he smelled of chocolate.
I pulled away and said goodbye to my parents, hugging them tightly. I watched as they were engulfed in emerald flames and vanished out of sight.
"I'll get Cleo our House Elf to bring your trunks to your rooms. James, why don't you show your guests around the house?" suggested.
"Sure!" James grinned and he bounded out of the room. We all laughed and chased after him. Potter Manor was impossibly massive. They had 15 bedrooms for Merlin's sake! There were stables, swimming pools, small lakes, a forest full of deer and even a bloody full-sized Quidditch pitch!
We quickly climbed the fourth staircase and came across a door with a gold plate saying: James written on it. We pushed the door open and Peter closed it. James' room, like the rest of his mansion was huge. There was a distinct Gryffindor theme going on and every inch of the golden walls was covered in Quidditch posters.
"I got my mum to put silencing charms on my room earlier, I said it was so that we wouldn't keep her and dad awake." James said.
"Amy, do you have the book?" Sirius asked siriusly.
"Yeah, it's in here", I said, patting my bag.
"What book?" Remus asked, suspicious as to why the raven haired boys want a book.
"'Discovering the Animal Within: A Complete Guide to becoming an Animagus'," I explained proudly, rooting around in my bag for the precious book.
Remus looked aghast, his mouth swung open. He seemed to be thinking hard for words to describe how he felt about this.
"No! You can't! I won't allow it! I won't allow you to put yourselves in so much danger for me!" He argued fiercely.
"Look, Remus. No matter what you say or do, we are going to go through with this. It will be a hell of a lot easier for us all if you will go along with it." James reasoned calmly.
"Besides, we need your intelligence to help us!" Sirius added.
"I can't let you do this for me." Remus whispered dejectedly.
"Too late!" Peter piped up.
"Open the bloody book", Sirius interjected as Remus opened his mouth to argue.
"Chapter 1: Traits", I read aloud.
"I wonder what that means…" James mulled.
"Maybe if we read we might find out!" Peter pointed out.
We all read the first chapter in silence.
"Well, that seems harmless enough", Remus concluded.
"It makes sense", I reasoned, "The cover explains it, the animal within. Whatever kind of person you are, the animal within will be like that too."
"So we have to try and guess what our traits are." James said.
It was harder than we had imagined. We obviously started spouting our good traits, which are a lot easier to admit to.
"I'm incredibly sexy!" Sirius declared. We all laughed.
"About as sexy as a rat!" I cackled. Sirius looked put out. "You're loyal," I decided. "And hilarious when you aren't trying to be". He perked up at that. The others nodded their heads in agreement.
"Not to mention that you're as thick as a plank when you want to be!" James added, snorting with laughter.
"James, you're a leader." Remus said once the laughter had subsided. "You want to protect everyone you care for. Just like the time when the Slytherins went for Peter."
"Yeah, you are James. Peter, you're very quiet", Sirius stated.
"And friendly", Remus added quickly.
"Amy, you're really smart", James said, "You look after us all and work both by yourself and as part of a team." You can also be as cunning as a Slytherin when you want to be."
"Moony, you're extremely clever", Peter squeaked, eager to be part of the conversation.
"I don't think I can be an animagus", Remus muttered. "But that doesn't mean I can't go through most of the process with you".
"Exactly!" Sirius declared, "So, as Pete was saying, you are abnormally smart, you work hard, you're extremely patient and have a high level of tolerance."
We sat in silence for several minutes lost in our thoughts.
"We'll continue this later, let's go out and play some Quidditch". James said, his eyes shining in anticipation. We all agreed enthusiastically and raced outside.