* Chapter Four *
The-One-Who-Changes
Winky got up and shook her head slowly, as before. Harry went closer to the crowd to hear what Winky was saying. "I saw-I saw- "The-One-Who- Changes," Winky said. They are talking about Sirius, right? They even have a name for him, Harry thought. "You mean- He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named?" someone asked. Harry looked to see who asked this question. It was a woman. She looks like a new Professor, Harry thought. Harry looked at Professor Flamel. All of a sudden Professor Flamel looked at Harry. Harry looked away. Should I tell him? Does he know? Did Dumbledore tell him? Harry asked all these questions in his mind. He was very protective of Sirius. He felt like a father to him. Harry looked back to Professor Flamel, but he, like the others, had disappeared. Where have they all gone? Harry asked himself. Hopefully not to a party without me, Harry thought, smiling. Harry listened on to Winky 's voice again. "N-n-no. He-Who-Changes," Winky said. " "Who is He-Who-Changes? Can you say the name?" The woman asked again. "It-it-it-it- its---" Winky fainted again. Professor Malfoy looked disgustingly at the house elf. He's ashamed that it was once his house elf, Harry thought. How could someone faint so many times? That was a good question. Just for seeing Sirius? He's not what he seems, Harry thought. He'd had enough of people's opinions of Sirius. He started walking towards the Gryffindor tower. At least the Sorting Hat had already finished and all the first years had left. They would have enough rumors to last the whole term, Harry thought. Harry wasn't watching himself when he bumped into someone. "Well, hello Harry," the person said. "The weirdest thing just happened to me…I was in the girl's bathroom because the boy's bathroom was locked. And a girl's ghost came at me, telling me that the toilet I was sitting on was hers." The man laughed. Harry looked up. "That's Moaning Murtle…and…I-I'm sorry for bumping into you, Professor Flamel," Harry said uneasily. "I was just-" "Thinking," Professor Flamel said, completing Harry's sentence. "You know what, Harry?" he said. "Wh-what, Professor Flamel," Harry said, still uneasy about running into Professor Flamel. "You are just like me when I was a young lad," He said. This surprised Harry. "Really?" Harry asked. "Yes. Courageous. Brave. Bright. Skilled," the Professor said. Harry felt embarrassed and blushed. Seeing Harry's embarrassment, Professor Flamel changed the subject. "You know who He-Who-Changes is, don't you, Harry?" He asked. Harry had hoped that he had forgotten all about that and wouldn't ask that question. "W-well. I have an idea. Yes." Harry replied. "It's Sirius, isn't it?" Professor asked. "That old dog. And I do mean old dog," the professor commented. Harry smiled and relaxed. So he knew. That took a load off Harry's shoulders. "Lets talk in the Gryffindor Common Room, Harry. You can change when we get there. I'm the Head of Gryffindor this year, you know." Professor Flamel said happily. Harry's face lit up. "Really? All right!" Harry yelled. "Hey. Hey. Just because I'm nice doesn't mean you can break the rules and yell." the professor said, grinning. Harry grinned back. They reached a bathroom. "Wait. I don't have my trunk full of robes and supplies. I seem to have misplaced them," Harry said. "Oh. You mean this trunk?" Professor said, as he pulled Harry's trunk out of his cloak. "Wow! That's amazing. You carry it as if it were as light as a feather! And how did it fit in your cloak?" Harry said, surprised. "But, what about Hedwig's cage?" Harry asked unhappily. "You mean this one?" the professor said again, as he pulled out Hedwig's cage. "Wow! But where's Hedwig?" Harry said. "Wait, I know. I let her out when we were in the Weasley's car…Okay, I'll go change. Be right back," Harry said to Professor Flamel. Minutes later, Harry appeared, fully dressed in his robe. Professor Flamel offered to carry Harry's trunk, but Harry said it was okay. When they reached the fat lady painting, Professor Flamel said, "Kugglepoof," and the painting opened sideways to reveal a hole in the wall, which lead to the Gryffindor Common Room. Harry went first, but before he could, the fat lady said." That's not your password. It is Professor Flamel's. You have a separate one." "What?! I don't know mine." Harry said, worried. "It's okay, Harry. I forgot. Dumbledore told me to give the students their passes if they didn't have it." Professor Flamel said, taking out a piece of paper from his cloak. "Ah, yes," He said. He whispered it to Harry. "Leviosa." Harry said to the painting. The painting opened again and they both went through. Luckily, there was no one in the common room, so they could talk peacefully. Everyone was probably outside, enjoying the nice weather. Harry set his trunk down. "What was that for?" Harry asked. "The pass? Well it's about- I'm not supposed to tell you- well it has something to do with the new Professors and better security. That's all I can say," he answered. "More security…well, separate passwords are better security than Dementors all around. I'm sure Dumbledore wouldn't call for another incident like that…," Harry said, as he recalled the year that they had all the Dementors surrounding the school. "Well. Professor Malfoy was supposed to give you your pass when you came in, but I guess he forgot." Professor Flamel said. More like he didn't want to tell us, Harry thought to himself. "So how do you know about Sirius?" Harry asked the professor. The Professor smiled, but before Nicholas Flamel could reply, the fire in the fireplace started to flare up.
The-One-Who-Changes
Winky got up and shook her head slowly, as before. Harry went closer to the crowd to hear what Winky was saying. "I saw-I saw- "The-One-Who- Changes," Winky said. They are talking about Sirius, right? They even have a name for him, Harry thought. "You mean- He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named?" someone asked. Harry looked to see who asked this question. It was a woman. She looks like a new Professor, Harry thought. Harry looked at Professor Flamel. All of a sudden Professor Flamel looked at Harry. Harry looked away. Should I tell him? Does he know? Did Dumbledore tell him? Harry asked all these questions in his mind. He was very protective of Sirius. He felt like a father to him. Harry looked back to Professor Flamel, but he, like the others, had disappeared. Where have they all gone? Harry asked himself. Hopefully not to a party without me, Harry thought, smiling. Harry listened on to Winky 's voice again. "N-n-no. He-Who-Changes," Winky said. " "Who is He-Who-Changes? Can you say the name?" The woman asked again. "It-it-it-it- its---" Winky fainted again. Professor Malfoy looked disgustingly at the house elf. He's ashamed that it was once his house elf, Harry thought. How could someone faint so many times? That was a good question. Just for seeing Sirius? He's not what he seems, Harry thought. He'd had enough of people's opinions of Sirius. He started walking towards the Gryffindor tower. At least the Sorting Hat had already finished and all the first years had left. They would have enough rumors to last the whole term, Harry thought. Harry wasn't watching himself when he bumped into someone. "Well, hello Harry," the person said. "The weirdest thing just happened to me…I was in the girl's bathroom because the boy's bathroom was locked. And a girl's ghost came at me, telling me that the toilet I was sitting on was hers." The man laughed. Harry looked up. "That's Moaning Murtle…and…I-I'm sorry for bumping into you, Professor Flamel," Harry said uneasily. "I was just-" "Thinking," Professor Flamel said, completing Harry's sentence. "You know what, Harry?" he said. "Wh-what, Professor Flamel," Harry said, still uneasy about running into Professor Flamel. "You are just like me when I was a young lad," He said. This surprised Harry. "Really?" Harry asked. "Yes. Courageous. Brave. Bright. Skilled," the Professor said. Harry felt embarrassed and blushed. Seeing Harry's embarrassment, Professor Flamel changed the subject. "You know who He-Who-Changes is, don't you, Harry?" He asked. Harry had hoped that he had forgotten all about that and wouldn't ask that question. "W-well. I have an idea. Yes." Harry replied. "It's Sirius, isn't it?" Professor asked. "That old dog. And I do mean old dog," the professor commented. Harry smiled and relaxed. So he knew. That took a load off Harry's shoulders. "Lets talk in the Gryffindor Common Room, Harry. You can change when we get there. I'm the Head of Gryffindor this year, you know." Professor Flamel said happily. Harry's face lit up. "Really? All right!" Harry yelled. "Hey. Hey. Just because I'm nice doesn't mean you can break the rules and yell." the professor said, grinning. Harry grinned back. They reached a bathroom. "Wait. I don't have my trunk full of robes and supplies. I seem to have misplaced them," Harry said. "Oh. You mean this trunk?" Professor said, as he pulled Harry's trunk out of his cloak. "Wow! That's amazing. You carry it as if it were as light as a feather! And how did it fit in your cloak?" Harry said, surprised. "But, what about Hedwig's cage?" Harry asked unhappily. "You mean this one?" the professor said again, as he pulled out Hedwig's cage. "Wow! But where's Hedwig?" Harry said. "Wait, I know. I let her out when we were in the Weasley's car…Okay, I'll go change. Be right back," Harry said to Professor Flamel. Minutes later, Harry appeared, fully dressed in his robe. Professor Flamel offered to carry Harry's trunk, but Harry said it was okay. When they reached the fat lady painting, Professor Flamel said, "Kugglepoof," and the painting opened sideways to reveal a hole in the wall, which lead to the Gryffindor Common Room. Harry went first, but before he could, the fat lady said." That's not your password. It is Professor Flamel's. You have a separate one." "What?! I don't know mine." Harry said, worried. "It's okay, Harry. I forgot. Dumbledore told me to give the students their passes if they didn't have it." Professor Flamel said, taking out a piece of paper from his cloak. "Ah, yes," He said. He whispered it to Harry. "Leviosa." Harry said to the painting. The painting opened again and they both went through. Luckily, there was no one in the common room, so they could talk peacefully. Everyone was probably outside, enjoying the nice weather. Harry set his trunk down. "What was that for?" Harry asked. "The pass? Well it's about- I'm not supposed to tell you- well it has something to do with the new Professors and better security. That's all I can say," he answered. "More security…well, separate passwords are better security than Dementors all around. I'm sure Dumbledore wouldn't call for another incident like that…," Harry said, as he recalled the year that they had all the Dementors surrounding the school. "Well. Professor Malfoy was supposed to give you your pass when you came in, but I guess he forgot." Professor Flamel said. More like he didn't want to tell us, Harry thought to himself. "So how do you know about Sirius?" Harry asked the professor. The Professor smiled, but before Nicholas Flamel could reply, the fire in the fireplace started to flare up.
