Title: Father Mine
Summary: AU Harry Potter had been feared by the wizarding population since he was nine years old, now he's going to Hogwarts with Remus his Professor and adoptive father...but what will everyone else think of this? RH
Rating: T (may rise to M)
Status: 10 chapters written, 10 chapters posted
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Pairings: Sirius x Remus, Remus x Harry (fatherly for those of you who were confused)
Notes: Bin a while eh?
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The next morning Ron and Ginny had received a Howler from Mrs Weasley, when the two had recognised the red envelope they had both made a mad dash out of the hall. Mr Weasley also sent another note, of a more serious nature. Due to Ron's 'endangering' of Isabel's life James Potter was pressing charges and the Weasley budget wouldn't cover the expenses. They were going to have to leave Hogwarts.
When Harry found them later Ginny latched onto him crying and Ron, Fred, George and Percy were all looking grim. When they told him the news Harry couldn't believe it, "Wait, I've got an idea, leave this to me okay?"
"Harry there is noting you can do," Ginny insisted.
Harry bit his lip, "There might be," his first thought was Sirius but Sirius' money was tied up in supporting himself, Harry and Remus. (because of his lycanthropy Remus couldn't hold a well enough paid job in the wizarding world and he wasn't qualified to work in the muggle world)
Harry had to wait until herbology and when Hermione heard the news she'd gasped in surprise and begun to fret.
"But Harry what do you plan on doing?" Hermione demanded looking at him, "Remus doesn't have the money and Sirius is all tied up in your family, not to mention your funds, they won't even scratch the surface."
"I'm not gunna say just yet," Harry replied as they headed over to stand with the other students waiting for Professor Sprout. Hermione began talking to another Ravenclaw girl and Harry quickly spotted Draco Malfoy's blonde head in the sea of Slytherin green.
He strode over, "Draco, mind if I talk to you for a minute?"
"What do you want Potter?" Pansy Parkinson sneered muscling her way in front of Draco before he could reply.
"I just want to talk, Pansy wasn't it?" Harry said tentatively.
"What makes you think you can refer to any of us by our first names Potter?" Blaise Zabini scowled, looking Harry up and down.
"Manners," Harry replied, "now are you two going to let Draco reply for himself or not?"
"Back off Potter," Millicent Bulstrode demanded shoving Harry. The girl was bigger than Harry was and Harry gulped.
"Look, I just came over to talk to Draco, I've done nothing against any of you," Harry replied defiantly.
"Well," Pansy started.
"Stop it Pans," Draco commanded, all three other Slytherins turned to look at him, "let's here what the little Lupin has to say."
"But Draco," Blaise insisted, "he's a Po-."
"Did you not hear me Blaise?"
Blaise shut up.
Harry grinned as Draco stepped up to him, "You wanted to talk to me Harry?" Draco smirked, he liked being in control, Harry could tell that and he was in his element.
"Privately if you don't mind," Harry said.
"Alright," Draco then walked with Harry round to the side of one of the greenhouses, "now, what's this about?"
"I have a favour to ask," Harry said biting his lip. Draco raised an eyebrow, "it's about Ron."
Draco's face turned sour, "That muggle loving blood traitor? Sorry Harry, no deal."
"But you haven't even heard me out," Harry protested.
"Sorry Harry but I don't associate with people like him," with that Draco turned his nose up and made to join the crowd of students once again.
"Are those your words…or your father's?"
"What did you say?" Draco growled whirling round to face Harry again, his blue eyes glinting and narrowed dangerously.
"You were right when I said I knew nothing about you behind the tapestry yesterday but I saw you in Flourish and Blotts. Your heart wasn't in it, don't try and deny it, I saw it in your eyes. So tell me Draco, are those your words or your fathers?"
Draco's shoulders slumped, "You wouldn't understand."
"What wouldn't I understand Draco?" Harry said moving forward and taking the blonde by the shoulders.
"If I am seen to defy him in any way there's no telling what he'll do. The fact that I've gone off with you will already have Pansy, Blaise and Millicent mailing their parents," Draco consented.
"Defy who?"
"My father," Draco replied biting his lip.
"What would he do Draco?"
"He'd hurt mother," Draco's voice cracked slightly and Harry sighed sadly.
"I'm sorry it's that way for you Draco but I really need this favour," Harry persisted.
Draco looked up at him, "What is it?"
"I need you to lend me some money." Draco eyed him suspiciously.
"How much?" he asked, raising one eyebrow.
"Enough to cover Hogwarts tuition fees for Ginny, Ron, Fred, George and Percy," Harry replied, Draco stared at him in horror.
"Do you have any idea how many galleons that is Harry?" Draco demanded, "even if I could convince mother to lend me the money father would be most suspicious. Were he to find out what I had done with it…Harry…he'd kill her."
"Well what would he agree to donating it to?" Harry asked desperately.
"I don't know, a 'Get rid of Dumbledore fund'?" Draco suggested on a whim.
Harry shrugged, "Well we won't be forming that. Hm…how about a duelling club? Your father is on the board of directors, maybe you could convince him into seeing it as a career booster?" Harry hated the idea that he would be helping Lucius Malfoy along whatever route he would be taking in life but Ron meant more to him.
"That might just work but how would we go about setting that up, I can't just convince him to part with the money to form such a club and then it not happen," Draco groaned rubbing his temples in frustration.
Harry also had to think on that one.
"Oh hello there! Just been showing Professor Sprout the right way to doctor a Whomping Willow! But I don't want you running away with the idea that I'm better at Herbology than she is! I just happen to have met several of these exotic plants on my travels…"
Draco and Harry turned to each other, both grinning, "Lockheart!"
The two moved hurriedly back to where everyone else was being ushered into Greenhouse 3 by Professor Sprout.
"Ah Harry," Harry froze when he heard Lockheart call his name. "Professor Sprout, you wouldn't mind if I just borrow Harry for a minute would you?
"Actually," it was clear by her face that Professor Sprout did mind but before she could finish her protest she was rudely interrupted.
"That's the ticket, come along Harry, we need to talk about your publicity stunt," Lockheart said clapping a hand on Harry's shoulder. There was something decidedly false about this man's aura and Harry wasn't liking it.
"Not to be rude professor but shouldn't you be teaching the Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs Defence Against the Dark Arts now?"
"Oh, I'm late," Lockheart cried, "oh my, take head Harry time doesn't wait for anyone, not even me, or those who try to imitate me using flying cars and near death experiences," with a wink Lockheart was running up to the castle, his turquoise robes hitched around his knees.
Harry scowled, he hadn't like the implications of Lockheart's last comment however he was late now so he turned and headed into the Greenhouse. He went to stand next to Hermione who handed him a pair of fluffy earmuffs just before shooting her hand up into the air and earning Ravenclaw thirty house points by answering several questions on Mandrakes. The rest of the lesson went relatively well however Harry found that he didn't like potting Mandrakes…even if they were only seedlings.
Hermione performed several cleansing charms on herself and her robes as they both emerged from the greenhouse, "I saw you head off with Draco Malfoy, what was all that about Harry?"
"Oh, you'll see," Harry grinned as the pair headed up to transfiguration with the Gryffindors.
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Dear Father,
Due to the incompetence of Dumbledore's pathetic choice of a Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor I am humbly requesting your permission and aid in the founding of a duelling club. As you told me over the summer that some of the other members of the board of governors were doubting your commitment to the school I fell that this may also benefit you. Being seen as the leading benefactor to such a cause could gain you the respect you disserve from those worthless muggle loving ingrates.
Please send your reply as soon as it is convenient to you father, should you deem this cause worthy. I hope it pleases you father.
Your son,
Draco
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Harry and Ron looked at the beetles that where scuttling around on their desks within the forts they had built for them out of school books. Mainly to stop them from crawling off their desks. Hermione however who was sat next to Ron had managed to turn several beetles into buttons and was currently trying to help Neville with his. Neville had made some progress however, he had made four dents in the shell of the beetle that looked like the sow holes on regular buttons but the beetle itself was still the same.
"Cheer up Ron," Harry said softly punching Ron's shoulder lightly, "It'll all be okay."
"There's no point in even trying, I'll be out of here within the week," Ron groaned burying his face in his hands.
"Please cheer up Ron, I think I may have found a way to help you," Ron looked up.
"That's not what you were talking to Draco Malfoy about is it Harry?" Hermione demanded, leaning forward so she could see him and starring at him accusingly.
"You haven't asked that spoilt brat for help have you Harry?" Harry shrugged and grinned nervously. Ron groaned and looked more pained than ever. "Now it's going to be all around the school. I'll never live this down, arg," Ron slammed his fist onto the desk earning him a 'Mr Weasley control your temper' from Professor McGonagall and an 'ew' from Neville.
Ron's fist had crushed his beetle.
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Draco,
This suggestion of yours intrigues me, but it strikes me as odd that you should come up with something on your own. I have received many owls about you Draco, do you know why? You were seen to be in cahoots with the Potter boy, I do not approve of this Draco. Remember, while the cat's away the mice will play, I recommend that you cease this façade at once you are damaging the Malfoy name. I will not have it disgraced by your foolish actions.
However, as regards to your request I shall permit you the amount you requested in the attached document, but be warned Draco, should I hear you have continued to liase with the Potter brat there shall be consequences.
Your loving father,
Lucius
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It was lunch time and Harry and Hermione had just climbed through the portrait hole of Ravenclaw tower to be confronted with a most displeasing site. Three boys were tormenting a petite blonde girl. There was a blindfold around her eyes and her hands were tied behind her back. One boy was waving her wand in the air while the others jeered. Another was ripping a magazine to pieces and the rest of the contents of the common room, first and third years mostly were jeering and cat calling in delight.
"What is the meaning of this?" Hermione demanded striding forward and snatching the wand from the boy who had been waving it around.
"Oh come on Granger, they were just having a bit of fun," one-third year sneered.
"A bit of fun," Hermione snapped going over the girl and taking off the blindfold and untying her hands, "you call incapacitating someone and taking their wand a bit of fun."
"Its only Lovegood," the boy who had been ripping the magazine said snidely.
"Only does not come into it. You should all be ashamed of yourselves, you are members of the house of Ravenclaw, this house has a reputation of producing the smartest witches and wizards of our time. Ravenclaws of the past have gone on to lead political and industrial revolutions that have shaped the world we have today into a better place. Not into a place where those who are supposed to hold intelligence above everything would act like animals and subject an individual to such a disgrace."
"Well it's not like we were doing any of it," one of the first year girls attempted meekly.
"But you did not stop it either, Professor Flit wick will be hearing about this," Hermione snapped.
"Oh Granger," one of the third year boys stepped forward and cracked his knuckles, "you're not a prefect, how about we just silence you now. You're right, we are smart, we know how to get out of situations like these without getting caught."
"You touch her and you'll have to deal with me," Harry said firmly, moving forward in front of Hermione.
The boy who had threatened Hermione looked Harry up and down and seemed to have deemed him as not much of a threat because he began to move forward again. Just as he did that the Ravenclaw sixth years returned from lunch and the boy thought better of his actions. The two sixth year prefects had also come back and had noticed the defensive stance Harry and Hermione had taken and the offensive position of the third year. With a sneer he turned and strode up to the boys dormitories.
"Thank-you," the blonde girl said taking her wand from Hermione and tucking it behind her left ear fingering the large turnip earring that hung from the same ear as she did so.
"That's alright," Hermione replied, "I'm Hermione Granger, second year, you must be one of the first years."
"That's right," the girl replied dreamily, "Luna Lovegood."
"I'm Harry Lupin, it's nice to meet you," Harry held out his hand and Luna took it.
"What's the other half of you called?" Luna asked, her gaze didn't seem to be fully focused on him, but somewhere beyond him…somewhere inside him Harry thought.
"What other half?" Harry asked shrugged nervously and dropping his hand.
"Oh, never mind then," Luna sighed, "I should be going, I have to go to Potions."
Hermione looked at her watch, "Oh my, Harry, we're going to be late for Defence Against the Dark Arts."
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I think this story just took a new turn. What do you people think?
I am going to go het with this story, I'm the sick of the stick I got from Light in the Shadow being slash. Arg...oh well. Hopefully I'll update again but it'll take reviews. Honestly, if people hadn't reviewed this story recently I'd never gone back and fixed the mistakes that were stopping me from continuing. Thumbs up to those people.
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