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Chapter 7.
The current occupants of the Burrow were presently sitting around the table, enjoying the last few bites of what appeared to be twigs but was really Harry Potter's Firebolt birthday cake.
"Thanks again, Mrs Weasley," Harry said as he leant back contentedly in his chair. "That was amazing."
"Haven't eaten that well since Hogwarts," said Percy.
"So much better than soggy mushrooms," added Ron, with a frown from Hermione.
Molly shushed their complements and looked down the table at Harry, "Your more than welcome dear, it's the least we can do really. Now before you lot all run away with your brooms, a few of the Order members will be here in a few minutes and Kingsley wants to have a word. He said to apologise to you Harry, but it had to be today, everything is so frantic at the ministry he's lucky to have this afternoon spare."
"S'all right Mrs Weasley." Harry said trying to hide his disappointment, things had been better since he had talked to Remus the other day and instead of spending the majority of his time moping, he had been busy around the Burrow; helping Mrs Weasley with chores, playing with Teddy, spending time with Ron, Hermione and Ginny, and when he was here, talking with Remus. Ron and Harry had planned to spend the afternoon playing Quidditch, they had the perfect teams organised; Charlie, Percy, Ron, Tonks and Neville who was visiting for the day, against Harry, Bill, Fleur, George and Ginny. An Order meeting was not the way to spend such a bright, clear day, that didn't even have a trace of wind. Nevertheless, harry sat down on the floor, next to the blanket Tonks had just laid Teddy on, resigning himself to the hope that the meeting wouldn't be long.
"Everyone's here," Kingsley's loud voice could be heard over the chatter, "Good, well I promise you all that I'll be quick, Remus tells me that you've a game of Quidditch planned." The chatter came to a stop and everyone in the room turned their attention to Kingsley, "I just wanted to give everyone a quick update on how everything's going. The aurors are on to the last stages of rounding up the remaining Death Eaters, after this is completed we can move on to the wizards or witches who have, though they were not Death Eaters, committed crimes of varying degrees, any information that any of you have on any potential subjects would be very useful, Umbridge is getting more irritating by the day."
"If any of you have any information, you can see me about it," Percy said briefly rising to stand next to Kingsley.
"Minerva has informed me that Hogwarts will be ready for the students by September 1st, the only problem has been finding enough teachers and getting in touch with any of last year's 7th years to see if they would like to finish their schooling," at this Kingsley looked towards where Harry was sitting with Ron and Hermione. "For starters if you three could let her know by mid-August. Anything else that I need to let you know I will do so individually, so that's really all I have to say." Kingsley chuckled at the obvious signs of relief coming from some of the younger Weasleys and Harry, "however, while informing me of your plans for this afternoon, Remus did say he would like a word or two as well."
"Quick, quick, Remus," Charlie and George cried out from their corner of the room.
"I sincerely apologise in advance if this eats into your Quidditch time," Remus started as he stood before them all, "but, let's say just a few years ago, on Harry's fathers 18 birthday he received a letter from his father ended with the advice, 'life is too short, James, and it is far too easy to let it slip by and be forgotten. Don't let this happen to you son.' It was good advice that James took to heart. He may have slightly misinterpreted it though, as at any event that took place afterwards, if it was deemed important to James he would demand that Sirius or myself take out our cameras, which we were also expected to have on us at all times, and document the moment. Unfortunately this meant many, many, many trivial moments were documented, such as Professor McGonagall's second last class, and Professor McGonagall's last class. However we cherished the photo of the very last time Professor McGonagall put James and Sirius in detention for taking too many photos of her during class." Remus paused and looked at Harry, "the point of this Harry is not actually for me to mumble along until you get bored, my actual point is to offer you an alternative to an afternoon of Quidditch. No I'm not insane," Remus said to the incredulous looks on Ron, George, and Charlie's faces, "and I am giving Harry a choice."
"What am I choosing between?" Harry looked at Remus, "you know I love Quidditch as much as my dad did, so this alternative has to pretty good right?"
"I think it is." Remus replied. "I've spent the last two days putting it together, and it's not much. What I am proposing to you Harry, is that instead of spending your afternoon flying, you take advantage of the people who are here." Harry looked around curiously and suddenly noticed that at some point Professor McGonagall had arrived, along with Flitwick, Madame Pomfrey, Madame Rosmerta, Neville's grandmother, Andromeda and Hagrid.
"I'm not quite getting your meaning here Remus."
"It's quite simple Harry, Minerva has kindly allowed me to borrow Dumbledore's pensieve for the day, and with memory's provided by those present, and with a little spell-work on my behalf, I thought I could fill you in on a few moments from the past that James never got the chance too."
"You're kidding," Harry sat their shocked and looked at those around him, Ron, Hermione and Ginny shrugged their shoulders, with looks of confusion of their faces, Charlie, George, Percy and Fleur had similar looks of confusion. Tonks however was grinning at Harry, "it's brilliant Harry, I've not the faintest clue how he does it, but the spell makes the memory show up on that sheet Rem's put on the wall, just like a muggle theatre and there's sound and everything."
"What do you say Harry, muggle theatre or Quidditch?"
Harry stood up and walked over to the pensieve, "I can't believe this, thank you Remus." Turning around Harry moved to where Remus was standing and embraced the older man.
Arthur stood up and looked towards his son's, "I think boys you might need to put your brooms away."
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