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Chapter 4: Shot with a Gun
Harry stood and left the living room, somewhat confused. Who did they know that would want to talk to Harry? Harry tried to smile at Infinity, but the smile probably looked more like a grimace to her.
"It's your old professor, Harry, from elementary school," Infinity informed him. His heart fell a little. He had hoped it was someone from the wizarding world. He had hoped that it was…Harry stopped himself before the thought finished. He turned his mind away from the thoughts of his godfather. It couldn't be him. "He is in the kitchen." Infinity pointed down the hall toward the room, pulling Harry from his thoughts.
Harry began to walk toward the kitchen when a thought occurred to him. He never had male elementary professor. Harry stopped and turned around toward the door to tell Infinity the problem.
"Harry, come here," A voice called to him. He knew that voice. That was… "Harry, hurry. Don't say anything." Remus Lupin emerged from behind the kitchen door. Harry was frozen in the hallway, starring at his professor; not his elementary professor, but his Hogwarts professor. Harry almost jumped at Moony, his joy overriding his sense at the moment.
"What are--" Lupin cut off Harry as he pulled him into the kitchen.
"Harry, look. I said that I was your elementary school professor so I could talk to you without be suspicious."
"But why are you even here, Professor?" Harry questioned.
"Infinity and her daughter, Artemis, used to live in London. Infinity was married and happy and Artemis had a loving father. The father was killed by Voldemort himself, not his followers, which makes us wonder what importance a muggle like Artemis' father played."
Harry stopped breathing. Muggle? Artemis was a muggle. Harry couldn't figure out what had affected him so much. Did he really think that Artemis had been a witch? She had given no clues as to who she was. And there was that incredibly obnoxious thought that had occurred to him: She didn't know who he was.
"So I have been charged with watching the family and making sure that they are safe. Infinity is the only one who knows about our world, and she knows very little about it. She knows about you, Harry, but was told not to tell her daughter anything. Artemis is in the dark. She believes that her father was shot. And in a way he was, but not the way she thinks he was."
"That's a little confusing," Harry replied, hoping that he didn't sound to Dudley-ish.
"All you really have to keep up with is that they are muggles, I am your elementary professor, and that Voldemort is not real."
"What?" Harry took a step back, surprised that this man, whose best friends were both killed because of Voldemort and his men, just said that he was not real. Harry stood frozen, the room swam around him. His scar seared with pain.
"Harry, are you alright?" Lupin reached over to hold Harry on his feet. Harry stepped away and sat in a chair by the table.
"How am I supposed to pretend he is not real?" Harry asked having regained some of his composure.
"It's not a matter of real or not, truthfully. Infinity doesn't want Artemis to know he exists and is at large. Think about it Harry, if the man who killed your father was still loose and no one knew where he was," Lupin tried to reason, sitting across from Harry.
"He is." Harry's Professor's eyes closed and his head hit the table.
"Of course, Harry. I'm so sorry."
"Professor, I…" Harry began.
"No, It was a stupid analogy. I'm sorry, Harry."
"But Professor, it wasn't stupid, because it worked. I think I understand why Infinity is trying to hide it from Artemis. I mean, I think I might hide it from my child as well," Harry said slowly, thinking ahead toward his future with children. He could see his wife dead and him shielding his children. But it would be different then because his children wouldn't be muggles, whose mother was killed by some unknown force that could only be explained through pain for the children. "I think I can stay quiet."
"Thank you, Harry."
Artemis sat across from Infinity in the living room.
"Why did you call him a dog, Mum?" Artemis asked.
"When I was in school, Remus used to complain because he said that my animagus self was really bad, he was teasing of course. So I told him I would rather be a cat then a dog who howls at the moon. He then proceeded to inform me that Sirius was a dog and that I had insulted my own boyfriend. Funny…" Infinity's voice died off as a sadness swept over her beautiful looks.
Artemis nodded, her thoughts somewhere else. That somewhere else was the kitchen, where Remus sat with Harry talking. Why did Moony want to talk with Harry? What importance was a muggle?
"Artemis, Harry is a muggle." Infinity whispered. Artemis looked up at her mother.
"I know."
"That means that you can't tell him what really happened to your father. Just say that he was shot. There is a muggle weapon…" Infinity began to explain.
"That can propel little metal drops called bullets at high speeds. They are called guns and they are used by muggles to kill, because one shot in a vital organ can kill one instantly. Also they are used to stop approaching people. A shot to the leg can stop someone from walking. There are many different types, some automatic, some not."
Infinity gazed at her daughter in shock. She opened her mouth to say something but Artemis answered her unasked question.
"Ex-boyfriend was a muggle fanatic, not to mention loved guns. Hints the ex."
"Right, yes, well go with that." Infinity was silent for a minute, then regaining her thoughts, she continued. "Lupin taught Harry in elementary school, so right now he is talking to him about your father, explaining what happened."
"Okay." Artemis rose from her living room chair and left through the hall toward the kitchen.
"Do you understand Harry?" Lupin asked.
"She doesn't know a thing about me?"
"Right, while Infinity knows a little of our world, her interest didn't expand into that of our celebrities."
"So, I am not famous to her?"
"Correct." Remus Lupin watched Harry Potter think through what this meant.
"Excuse me," A voice said at the door. Harry and Lupin looked up as Artemis emerged from behind the door.
"Yes?" Remus asked.
"Mum--" Artemis began but never finished, as an owl slammed into the kitchen window.
