Harry opened his eyes groggily to see the concerned Professor Lupin staring down at him. Groaning Harry tried to sit up but Professor Lupin pushed him down gently.

"Stay there Harry I'll get you up," Harry was confused for a minute. Where was he? Why was he lying on the floor?

"I'll take you to the hospital wing, you fell down the stairs" said Professor Lupin gently.

A panicked expression quickly filled Harry's eyes again. Merlin no! if he was there for any longer he might as well move in there.

"No Professor please, not the hospital wing" said Harry desperately.

Professor Lupin looked at him for a moment as if deciding something then gently scooped the boy up in his arms, frowning at how little he weighed. Walking back up the stairs Lupin entered his office and laid Harry gently on the sofa on the far side of the room.

He then took a pinch of floo powder and threw it into the flames. He stuck his head in and called

"Madame Pomfreys office" Ignoring Harry's protests.

She bustled over as soon as his head appeared in the fireplace and she kneeled down to speak to him concerned.

"What's the matter Remus? Are you okay?" Madame Pomfrey fussed

"I'm fine but poor Harry on the other hand isn't. Can you come through?"

Madame Pomfrey nodded and Remus stepped back to allow her entrance into his office. She rushed straight over to Harry who was laying sullenly on the sofa staring up at the ceiling frowning slightly.

"What happened Remus?" she said as she bent to inspect his eyes causing Harry to scowl.

Professor Lupin sank down to his knees by the sofa and took Harry's hand who to his relief didn't snatch it away.

"He fell down the stairs" Said Professor Lupin looking concerned.

She waved her wand over the teenager performing diagnostic charms causing him to wriggle and snicker.

"Stay still Mr. Potter I need to continue my diagnostic scans"

"But it tickles" gasped Harry but he stayed resolutely still determined not to laugh.

After about ten minutes in which Madame Pomfrey checked Harry's whole body for injuries she declared that he would be fine and should be able to continue with lessons tomorrow morning.

When Madame Pomfrey had left Harry sat up and stared at Lupin who sighed and sat down on the sofa next to Harry.

"I should have been honest with you Harry from the start. If you will allow me to I would like to tell you the whole story. Are you planning on seeing your friends this morning?" Harry shook his head not speaking.

"Okay here goes. Twelve years ago as you know your parents were murdered by Lord Voldemort who then tried to kill you. The thing with that was the house in which you and your parents lived in was protected by the Fidelius charm. Only the secret keeper could give the address to anyone, your parents placed their trust in Sirius Black and he betrayed them" Harry was shaking with sobs by now and all Remus wanted to do was reach out and hug him but he refrained himself.

"Sirius Black was also your godfather Harry" Harry gave a loud gasp and burst into fresh sobs. Not stopping to think Professor Lupin pulled Harry into his arms. Harry stiffened for a moment but then slowly but surely skinny arms snaked themselves round his waist and he dug his head into Professor Lupins robes shaking with sobs.

Professor Lupin just held Harry until he was all cried out. Handing him a tissue from his pocket he smiled at him.

"All better?" Professor Lupin asked kindly. Harry nodded and smiled weakly wiping his eyes with the tissue. They sat in a comfortable silence for a while until Harry's tentative voice spoke.

"Professor Lupin? Would...would it be ok if I go see Ron and Hermione? I need to apologise?" Remus beamed at Harry and stood up and extended a hand to help Harry to his feet.

"Of course Harry. Oh Madame Pomfrey left this for you" He handed Harry a bit of parchment.

"Thank you Professor and I'm sorry" said Harry sheepishly.

"No problem Harry and you have no need to apologise I should have been honest with you"

Harry smiled at him and with a slight backwards glance left the office. As he neared Gryffindor tower he became apprehensive. What if Ron and Hermione decided they didn't want to be his friends anymore? Who would he have then? Sliding down the wall near the portrait hole Harry put his head in his hands.

"Harry? What are you doing down there?" Harry looked up into the concerned faces of his best friends.

"Ron, Hermione I'm so sorry I shouldn't have reacted like that. You kept it from me because you knew I already have loads to cope with will you forgive me?" asked Harry nervously.

Ron grinned and Hermione shook her head slightly.

"Honestly Harry there's nothing to forgive" said Hermione shaking her head.

Harry smiled at his two best friends. He got up and when Ron suggested it went out to the grounds for some fresh air.

"So Harry" said Hermione flopping down on a tree trunk as they sat by the lake "Where did you go earlier?"

Harry sighed and looked up at the sky "I went to Professor Lupin's office. I um got a bit upset and ran away from him and fell down the stairs" said Harry blushing furiously.

Hermione's eyes widened and Ron swore loudly causing Hermione to turn and scowl at him before turning back to Harry. Harry groaned.

"Harry James Potter you need to be more careful" snapped Hermione. Harry winced, she looked so much like Mrs. Weasley when she said that it was scary.

"'Mione I'm fine Pomfrey healed me. Oh which reminds me" Said Harry and he pulled out the scroll Lupin had handed him.

Harry James Potter

Treatment date: 12th September

Time:1:30pm

Location: Hospital wing.

Harry's stomach twisted with nerves as he read the parchment and wordlessly handed it to Ron and Hermione.

"You'll be fine mate honestly. You're Harry Potter" Ron reassured him. Harry smiled gratefully at his best friend.

"Thanks Ron" Hermione sat down on the floor next to him and put an arm around him.

"Ron's right Harry you'll be fine and we'll be there with you, we promise" Ron nodded enthusiastically. Harry's eyes burnt but he sniffed the tears back. Just then Ron let out the loudest belch known to mankind causing Hermione to shriek and fall backwards and Harry to double over with laughter.

"Ronald Weasley you great pig" She screamed advancing on her best friend. She pushed him and he fell backwards into the icy water with a shriek and a great splash. Chortling Hermione turned around when Ron jumped up grinning and pulled her down causing her to fall back into the water as well.

"Oh this means war Ronald" Smirked Hermione and she waved her wand causing an abundance of water to cascade down Rons shirt causing him to shriek and swear. Harry was laughing so hard his ribs hurt now. Ron saw this and grinned wickedly at Harry.

"I don't know what you're laughing at" laughed Ron and he ran at Harry and before he could protest hoisted Harry over his shoulder and threw him in the water. Shrieking and spluttering indignantly Harry pulled his friends legs who fell down with a great splash.

They spent the whole day (deciding to skip dinner) having fun down by the lake. Curfew time came quickly and the trio trooped shivering violently back to Gryffindor tower, where they showered, dressed in their pyjamas and quickly fell asleep as soon as their heads hit the pillows.

Harry woke next morning to Ron throwing a pillow at his head. Sitting up and rubbing his ear he scowled at Ron before clambering out of bed and digging his robes and books out of his bag. He then picked up Rons pillow and when his back was turned Harry whacked Ron on the head with the pillow causing him to fall forward on his knees.

"Gee thanks mate" said Ron sarcastically. Harry grinned cheekily.

"No problem" said Harry happily. Ron rolled his eyes and left the dormitory with Harry close behind him. As they entered the great hall people looked at him wearily before snapping their eyes back to their plates when they realised he knew they were staring.

"Great now everyone knows I've got a lunatic after me" grumbled Harry as they sat down at Gryffindor table and he helped himself to a slice of toast.

Just then Hermione entered the hall and slid in a seat between Harry and Ron. She reached for a slice of toast and watched queasily as Ron ate a sausage whole.

"Just ignore it Harry" said Hermione brown eyes looking at him sympathetically. Harry nodded and engaged in a conversation with Ron about the upcoming Quidditch match. Hermione rolled her eyes and stalked away muttering "Boys" under her breath.

"I suppose we best get to divination" sighed Harry and Ron grudgingly agreed.

When they finally found the divination classroom. They entered through the trapdoor and clambered onto padded stools or low armchairs chattering aimlessly or looking around the room in distaste. Harry wrinkled his nose trying not to sneeze. The heat and smell in the room were overpowering and he felt himself feeling sleepy.

"Welcome my dears to the refined art of divination" came a low voice from the corner of the room. Professor Trelawney stepped out of the shadows and Harry's first thoughts were that of a giant insect. What with the glasses that greatly magnified her eyes and the many robes and shawls that adorned her thin frame.

"Today class we will be reading your companions tea leaves. If you could all take a cup from the desk. You will then try and decipher your future," Harry groaned under his breath.

"What a load of dung," Ron whispered under his breath and Harry found himself agreeing. They obtained their cups and settled themselves down again where they proceeded to drink the scalding hot tea as quickly as possible. Gasping as the hot tea burnt his mouth Ron grabbed Harry's cup and peered into it a look of utmost concentration upon his face.

"Well there's this wonky cross thing and that means trials and suffering" observed Ron causing Hermione to roll her eyes.

"But it also looks like a sun which means happiness. So you're gonna suffer, but you're gonna be happy about it." Harry and Hermione burst into loud laughter causing Professor Trelawney to turn round so fast that she fell over Neville's legs causing the class the snicker quietly.

"May I see your cup?" She asked in mystic tones eyeing Harry.

"Umm sure" said Harry confused.

She gave a loud scream and dropped the cup causing the class to start. With wide eyes she backed away.

"My dear boy you have the grim" She stated dramatically.

"What's the grim?" someone asked curiously.

"It's a giant spectral dog that haunts graveyards. It's an omen. An omen of death" said another student shakily. Harry looked at his friends. Ron looked horrified and Hermione looked sceptical.

Harry sincerely hoped she was as much an old fraud as everyone stated her to be.