So here I am, the third book in my lap and youtube on my computer with different clips from the movie. I am following the order of the book mostly, never knew how hard that would be. You will notice that there are a few sections that have been cut, just fill in the blanks…I didn't feel like writing everything down.
So, enjoy!
"So, how are classes?" Tony asked.
"They're fine. Snape still hates me, I got to ride a Hippogriff in Hagrid's class, and I almost fainted in Professor Lupin's class." Harry listed.
"WHAT?!"
Harry laughed, "Snape has always had it out for me, I don't know why though."
"That's no excuse. He's an instructor, he should be professional during class." Loki replied.
"What about the Hippogriff?" Tony asked.
"Well, I was the only one who was willing to go meet it, so yeah."
"Are you okay?" He could just see his Papa wringing his hands together with worry.
"I'm fine Papa, it was a lot of fun actually."
"That's good to hear. Now what's this about you fainting?" Tony asked.
Harry rolled his eyes. "It was Professor Lupin's class. He brought out a boggart, a creature that can shift into anyone's greatest fear. Apparently mine happens to be a dementor. I knew it wasn't real, but it felt real. Professor Lupin jumped in front of me before anything happened though, so don't worry."
"Don't worry he says. Tony, I think our son is the king of understatements." Loki said.
Tony chuckled, "Give the kid a break Lokes. Nothing happened and for that I am grateful. Tell Professor Lupin 'thank you' for us."
"Sure" Harry replied.
"Have fun Harry, but don't get into too much trouble." Loki said.
"This coming from the God of Mischief." Harry smirked.
"Don't get sassy with me young man." Loki scolded.
Harry chuckled, "Bye, love you." He hung up.
(Line Break)
"Did you get your Dads to sign your Hogsmeade permission slip?" Hermione asked.
"Yeah, my Dad made me promise to bring him back a few things to." Harry said.
"Well that's good. McGonagall wants us to hand them in to her before Halloween." Ron said.
Transfiguration passed quickly and after class Harry, Ron, and Hermione stood in front of the Professor's desk.
"Here are our permission slips Professor." Hermione handed hers in along with Ron's.
"Thank you Miss. Granger. Mr. Weasley." They nodded.
"Here is mine Professor." Harry handed his over.
McGonagall sighed, "I'm sorry Mr. Potter. I cannot allow you to go to Hogsmeade."
"What? But I have my permission slip signed and everything." Harry said.
"I know, but Dumbledore has made it very clear you are not to leave the grounds. It is not safe for you to be wandering around by yourself."
"That's not fair Professor. Please, let me go." Harry pleaded.
"I am truly sorry Mr. Potter, but I cannot let you. Good day." McGonagall dismissed them.
"Sorry about that mate." Ron said while they walked to their next lesson. "At least you have the Halloween feast to look forward to."
"Yeah" Harry said gloomily.
(Line Break)
The day of the Hogsmeade trip came quickly and everyone was buzzing about. "We'll bring you back some sweets for you and your Dad." Hermione said.
"Yeah" Ron agreed.
Harry smiled at them and wished them a good time before heading back into the castle. He walked around aimlessly, looking at pictures and trying not to think of what he was missing.
"Harry?"
Harry turned to see Professor Lupin looking around his office door. "What are you doing here? Where are Ron and Hermione?"
"Hogsmeade." Harry answered simply.
"Ah, well if you're not doing anything at the moment, how about you come in? I've just taken delivery of a grindylow for our next lesson."
"A what?" Harry followed Lupin into his office. In the corner was a large tank a small, green creature inside.
"They are water demons" Lupin said. "Would you like some tea?" He held out a cup.
Harry nodded and took it, blowing on it before taking a sip. "Professor, can I ask you something?"
"You want to know why I stopped you from facing the boggart, don't you." Lupin smiled.
Harry nodded.
"I assumed it would take the shape of Lord Voldemort, color me surprised when it came out to be something very different."
"I did think of Voldemort at first, but then I thought of that night on the train, the dementor."
"I'm very impressed." Lupin smiled at Harry's shocked face. "That suggests, that what you fear the most is fear itself. That's very wise."
(Line Break)
"We brought back everything we could carry." Ron and Hermione dumped a load of candy onto the one of the tables in the common room. Then proceeded to tell him all about Hogsmeade and what they did there.
The Halloween feast was amazing as always, delicious food and excellent entertainment from the Hogwart's ghost. However, that mood was gone when they reached the entrance to their common room. All of the Gryffindors were gathered at the entrance, waiting to get in. "What's going on?" Harry asked as he pushed his way up to the front.
"The Fat Lady is missing." Neville replied.
Dumbledore quickly pushed through the crowd until he came to the torn portrait. "We must find The Fat Lady. Gather the ghosts, search every painting."
"No need Headmaster" Filch said as he pointed a few levels above them to another painting. Everyone hurried up the stairs with Dumbledore at the lead.
"Dear Lady, what has happened to you?" Dumbledore asked.
The distressed woman could barely breathe let alone give a straight answer. "The devil Headmaster, he tried to enter, but he didn't have the password. He attacked me!" She started sobbing.
"Who my Lady." Dumbledore asked
"Sirius Black, he's here. Somewhere in the castle." She shrieked and hid again.
Dumbledore turned to the teachers gathered behind him, "Secure the castle. Gryffindor will be sleeping in the Great Hall tonight. I want the teachers to do a thorough search. Prefects and the Head boy and Girl will stand guard during the night." Dumbledore instructed.
(Line Break)
Sirius Black could not be found in the castle so the Gryffindor students were allowed to return to their common rooms with a new portrait at the entrance. Soon everyone forgot about the incident and moved onto the upcoming Quidditch match between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff.
The game was harder than any game Harry has ever played. The rain was falling in thick sheets, blurring his vision and the wind was harsh and fought against them as they tried to fly. Thanks to Hermione's spell, he was able to able to see in the rain, but still couldn't find the snitch. He decided to go higher to see if he could find it. Finally he saw a glint of gold and chased after it. He climbed higher and higher, chasing after the snitch when he felt a wave of ice wash over him. He looked around and found a herd of dementors surrounding him. He could hear his mother begging, her screaming and someone laughing. He knew no more.
(Line Break)
"He looks a bit peaky." He heard a voice say.
"Peaky? He fell over a hundred feet." Another said.
"Yeah Ron, let's go drop you from a hundred feet in the air and see how you look." Another added.
He finally managed to open his eyes to see Hermione, Ron, and the twins, hovering over his bed.
"I think he's waking up." Hermione said. "Harry?"
"What happened?" Harry asked groggily.
"You fell of your broom mate." Ron said.
"Really?" Harry answered sarcastically. "I meant the match, who won?"
"Hufflepuff did. Diggory got the snitch just after you fell. He tried to call it off, but they won fair and square." Fred informed.
"Don't worry though, we still have a chance." George assured.
"I'm sorry for losing guys." Harry said.
"Don't worry yourself mate, it happens. It wasn't exactly fair." Ron said.
"No one blames you Harry, the dementors aren't supposed to come inside the grounds. Dumbledore was furious. He slowed down your fall before you hit the ground then shot some silver mist at the dementors. They all went away after that." Hermione said.
"There's something else you uh, you'll want to know too Harry." Ron stepped forward with Harry's Quidditch robe in his arms. "When you fell, your broom, it uh, well it blew into the Whomping Willow. And you know how that thing doesn't like to be hit." Ron opened the robes and held up a splintered broom handle.
(Line Break)
Hermione and Ron spent a lot of their free time in the hospital wing with Harry. Madame Pomfrey was keeping him there for the rest of the week. It was the middle of the day, everyone had classes so Harry was alone. He sighed and rubbed a hand down his face. "I told you he was okay Reindeer Games."
Harry jumped and looked to see his Dads standing by his bedside. "Dad? Papa? What are you doing here?"
Loki sat down on one side of the bed while Tony took the other. "Aileen sent word of what happened. We couldn't not come." He took Harry into a tight embrace followed closely by Tony.
"I'm really not liking this school of yours kiddo." Tony said.
Harry chuckled, "I know, but apparently, trouble has a way of finding me."
"Yes, we know." Loki glared at his son. Harry smiled sheepishly.
"How did you even get here?" Harry asked.
"I teleported." Loki said. "We locked onto your magical signature and I used my magic to teleport us here."
Harry nodded, "It's good to see you."
"Yeah, we missed you too. Everyone says 'hi' by the way. They are loving the pictures you are sending us." Tony said. "I also liked that candy you sent me. Some pretty awesome stuff."
"I'm glad."
"Are you okay?" Loki asked.
"Yeah, Dumbledore stopped me before I hit the ground then sent the dementors away. The only bad part was we lost the game. I also lost my broom." Harry picked up the shattered remains of his broom.
"Is there any way of fixing it?" Tony asked examining the remains.
Harry shook his head, "I don't think so."
"Hmm." Tony said.
"I think we best be going. You need to rest." Loki said.
They each kissed Harry on the forehead "We'll see you soon." They waved and in a flash of green, they were gone.
(Line Break)
The next few days were back to normal. To everyone's relief, Professor Lupin returned to class and continued on as if he had never left. Harry even convinced him to train him on how to fight dementors. Unfortunately, the good mood couldn't last. There was to be another Hogsmeade trip on the last weekend of the term.
Harry was sulking around the school while Ron and Hermione went off to Christmas shop. "Psst, Harry"
He turned to see Fred and George hiding behind a statue.
"What are you doing?" He asked curiously.
"We're here to bring you bit of festive cheer." Fred said and pulled him behind the statue. George pulled out a piece of parchment from his robes and handed it to Harry.
"What is it?"
"That Harry, is the key to our success." George pointed to the parchment. "It's a wrench, giving it to you,"
"But we decided that your needs are greater than ours." Fred continued.
"We know it by heart." Fred finished.
"What do I need with a bit of old parchment?" Harry asked.
"Bit of old parchment." Fred grimaced and dramatically put his hands over his chest in offence.
"This here Harry, isn't some measly piece of parchment." George pointed out.
"We nicked if from Filch's office, first year. We reckon he never found out how to work it, but it's been our guide ever since." Fred said.
"Taught us more than any teacher at Hogwarts ever did." George added.
"What does it do?" Harry asked.
Fred motioned to George, "I solemnly swear that I am up to no good." He touched his wand to the parchment and immediately, lines appeared on it. They fanned out until they made words.
"Messer's Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs. Purveyors of Aids to Magical Mischief-Makers are proud to present, The Marauder's Map." Harry read. He opened it and saw a map of Hogwarts with small footprints with names attached.
Fred and George went on to show him the several passage ways out of the castle and the other workings of the map.
"Now don't forget to wipe it when you're done." Fred pointed his wand at the map again, "Mischief Managed."
"Otherwise anyone can read it." The twins said together.
"Thanks!" Harry rushed down the secret passage.
Once he was in the cellar of Honydukes, he silently made his way up under his invisibility cloak. He quickly found Hermione and Ron surveying a bunch of sweets.
"Hey"
The two jumped and turned in surprise. "Harry!" They exclaimed.
"How- how are you here?" Hermione asked. Harry told them about the map.
"I didn't know Fred and George had anything like that. They could have given it to me, I'm their brother." Ron said.
"Well he's not going to keep it." Hermione gave Harry a look. "He's going to give it straight to Professor McGonagall."
"No, I'm not." Harry responded.
They walked around the town for a while, showing Harry the sights when they saw the Minister of Magic and a few teachers enter the three broomsticks. The trio exchanged glances and followed them in, Harry under his invisibility cloak.
The group went to a table in the back, the trio sitting close, but not close enough to be suspicious.
"I don't like having those creatures haunting this place, it's bad for business." Rosmerta, the owner of the place, said.
"I don't like it any more than you do Rosmerta, but they are necessary." Professor McGonagall said.
"Indeed they are." Fudge said. "Black is a murderer, he's dangerous."
"I still have trouble believing that. I remember Black from when he was a boy, he was always so nice and funny." Rosmerta said.
"You don't know the half of it, Rosmerta." Fudge said gruffly. "The worst of it isn't widely known."
"The worst?" Rosmerta asked.
McGonagall nodded, "Don't you remember Black's best friend in school?"
"Why of course, James Potter. Never saw one without the other most of the time."
Fudge nodded, "Potter trusted Black above everyone else. They named his Harry's godfather you know. No one has told the boy, imagine what that would do."
The group nodded.
"Not many know, but You Know Who was after the Potters. Dumbledore told them that their best chance of hiding was the Fidelius Charm."
"The what?" Rosmerta asked.
"It is an incredibly complex charm involving the magical concealment of a secret inside a single person, the Secret Keeper. The only way of finding this information is if the Secret Keeper were to voluntarily divulge it." Professor Flitwick said.
"So Black was the Potter's Secret Keeper?" Rosmerta asked.
"Indeed he was. Barely a week passed before the Potters were betrayed." Fudge said.
"And you caught him a day later." Rosmerta said.
Fudge nodded bitterly, "I was not us who found him, but Peter Pettigrew."
"Peter Pettigrew?" Rosmerta asked.
"Yes remember him?" McGonagall asked. "Little lump of a boy, always following Black and Potter around."
"Ah yes I remember him, but what happened?"
"Muggle witnesses told us that Pettigrew cornered Black. He was sobbing and calling out that Sirius betrayed Lily and James. He went for his wand, but of course, Black was quicker and blew up Pettigrew and a bunch of Muggles. A finger, that was all that we could find." Fudge said.
Rosmerta was speechless.
The trio quickly exited the pub and ran to the outskirts of the town. When they reached an open clearing, Harry sank to his knees and cried. Ron and Hermione stood a small distance away and let him vent. When Harry was finished he turned to his friends. "Why did no one tell me? I had a right to know!"
Hermione and Ron didn't know what to say, but comforted him the best they could.
I'm basing the length of the chapters off of the book, so if they are short or long…blame the book.
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