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CHAPTER 10

Harry stared at the invitation on his desk.

Two weeks have passed and Yule break officially started tomorrow, some children and professors leaving for home while the rest were staying behind at Hogwarts. Harry included. However, on his desk was an invitation that arrived that morning that was inviting him to dinner. At Grimmauld Place.

Lord and Lady Black were inviting him to a dinner with the Black family, the Blacks wanting to get to know the professor that their son, Regulus, praised about.

Everything in him scream to write back a decline while screaming "Hell no!" however he had to think about it. Declining a Lord and Lady of one of the major families was sure to put him in a bad spot which he normally didn't care about. However, he was back in time by himself and who knows for how many months left. Not to mention that his inner Slytherin and experience with his husbands, saw this as an opportunity—for what he didn't know yet—that he should take.

Taking a deep breath and letting it out, he wrote his acceptance and sent it out as fast as he could before he took it back. It was official.

He was an idiot.

"What?!"

"Sirius calm down," James said.

"I will not calm down!" he shouted. Remus didn't back James up because he was mad also. But not at Regulus. No he was mad at Professor Pierson. What was the man thinking?

"I'm sorry Sirius. I—"

"No," he sighed, suddenly deflating. Sirius could never really stay mad at his little brother. "You didn't know it would happen."

"Besides, Sirius, it's just dinner."

Remus watched his mate pace, his mind running, and when he paused and turned to them, Remus knew what was going to come out of his mouth. And he definitely didn't like it.

"I'm going too."

"What? No, Sirius," Peter objected with the other following. "You can't go home."

Regulus said, "I agree. As much as I want to see you home, Sirius, I don't think you should. I'll…I'll just keep an eye on things. I'll make sure Professor Pierson is safe. I promise. And afterwards, I'll write what happened and how things went. Besides, if anything, they can't do anything to the pregnant grandson of Albus Dumbledore without consequences."

"True," Sirius agreed. "If anything, this is to get information on where he stands on things and if he's important."

"Exactly."

"Besides," James cut in, "Professor Pierson is smarter than he is adorable." That got smiles and laughs from them all. "He wouldn't have accepted unless for a reason. Maybe he's going for information too."

Now that had Remus thinking, and he, being the only one to know who he really is, had to admit that that made sense. Pierson was trying to change things, and with so much on the line, he didn't do anything without thinking it through.

With that, Remus decided to let Pierson proceed though he made himself remember the dinner date so he could write to him the next day to make sure he was alright since he was going home. Sirius usually stayed at the school or went with James, but this year he was visiting with Peter's family.

"You're right," Sirius sighed before pointing to his brother. "Watch him okay?"

He nodded. "I will. I like Professor Pierson. I don't want anything to happen to him."

They all settled after that and lounged around. Those who were going home were packed for tomorrow's train ride home and those that were staying were ready for two weeks of break in the castle.

After dinner, he started to make his way to Pierson's chambers; however along the way he ran into Lily and sighed. For the past month, the girl has been getting on his nerves. Her attitude towards Pierson wasn't better, she was still close minded, resulting in fighting with her team which made them lose the last two obstacle courses. December's course being yesterday since they would be on break on the last Friday of the month. To top it all, she was insistent to finding out about the man that she showed no respect. Her future son.

"Remus."

"Not now Lily."

"Yes now," she snapped as she walked beside him. "I want answers."

"No."

"Yes. I deserve them."

Stopping, he looked at the red head incredulously before grabbing her arm and dragging her to the closest abandoned classroom. Then he silenced it and turned to her. "How do you figure you deserve answers to your questions?"

"I will not learn from this man without knowing about him."

He stared at her silently, thinking. "So you know everything there is to know Professor McGonagall? Professor Binns? Our other professors?"

"No," she answered confused.

"So you haven't been learning from them either. It's amazing you've made it to sixth year."

"That's not the same."

"Then let's call it like it is," he snapped. "Pierson is different, unconventional, and turned your black and white world on its axis and because you don't want to start thinking for yourself and stick to the books, you want to know every little thing about the man so you can disrespect him even further. Sneer at anything he says that you don't agree with instead of opening your mind and thinking of all the possibilities." At her shocked yet slightly ashamed face, he nodded and laughed humorlessly. "Yeah I know all about the sneers and huffs and disrespect. Merlin, everyone does. You're not exactly silent or even discreet."

He let that sit as he walked to the door. However, before he opened the door, he said, "Let me ask you, how would you take everything we've learned from him if it had been given by McGonagall or Dumbledore?"

Harry was just about to drink some of his beloved flavored tea when someone banged on his chamber's door. Frowning, he had his wand at his side before opening the door only to see Remus. Just when he was ready to yell the werewolf for banging on his door like some ogre, he took a good look at Remus to see him looking angry. Stepping aside, he closed the door after him and silently poured him some tea while he paced off his energy.

After a few minutes and a good way through his tea, Remus finally calmed down enough to sit down and drink his own tea.

"You gonna tell me what's got you like this?"

"Lily."

"Ah." The thought of him mother too got him in a fuss.

"She just…frustrates me. Ever since she saw that photo, she's been on my case."

Only seeker reflexes stopped him from dropping and spilling his tea. "What photo?"

"Oh." Remus suddenly got shy. "The full moon where you slept most the day? Well when I came to see how you were, I found Lily in your office with you holding the photo of you and your husbands."

"…And you're just telling me this now?"

"It…slipped my mind?"

Sighing, he rubbed his forehead as he tried to think if he had to do any damage control. Then again, it's been over a month since that night, and she hasn't caused any trouble except bugging Remus. He would just have to keep his eye on her from now on.

"It's alright. But if she causes more problems tell me okay?"

"Yeah."

Nodding, he would have went back to his tea but Remus wasn't done.

"What the hell is wrong with you?"

"Excuse me?"

"Accepting the Black's invitation to dinner."

"Remus," he said slowly, "you may be my future surrogate godfather and professor, but right now I'm yours and you will watch your tone. Understand?"

"Yes," he whispered while ducking his head.

Though he was serious Harry couldn't wait to get back to his time so he could tease Remus about that.

"Good. Now, I accepted their invitation for a few things. First, you don't decline a Lord and Lady's invitation, even it is from the Black family." It would even be worse if it was Malfoy or Potter. "Second, they didn't just invite me because Regulus likes me. They heard about a man that showed up to teach Defense that is Dumbledore's grandson and is teaching his son borderline dark magic. They want information and so do I. So, I accepted."

"And if they hurt you?" he questioned.

Harry scoffed. "They wouldn't. Black is a powerful family but they're also pretentious. They think being Black is royalty, yet they know they're not well liked, not reliable, and frankly they're not stupid enough to harm Dumbledore's grandson. Accident or not because no one would believe them. Don't worry."

Remus looked like he wanted to argue more, but he just sighed and went to his tea, allowing Harry to get back to his own. "I'll be safe Remus."

"I believe you."

"Good, now tell me how Severus is coming along his research."

It was the night of dinner with the Blacks and Harry was dressed in his best; looking both sophisticated yet casual enough for his tastes. Not to mention that he didn't bother hiding his bump. He was arriving through floo which he thankfully got the hang of thanks to his husbands who couldn't stand watching his fall on the floor each time they traveled that way. Though they complained afterwards about not being able to kiss away his bruises anymore.

There was no pleasing those two.

Honestly.

Smoothing down his robes one more time, he waved goodbye his Albus before stepping through the flood and into Grimmauld Place.

It was different from how he remembered it. It was still dark and gloomy, but there were homey touches and as he was led to the dining room to greet the family, he saw that there were no elf heads. He wondered if it had to do with Lord Black still living. He damn near flinched when he passed where Lady Black's portrait would hang in the future, expecting screams of filth.

Kreacher was still unpleasant but not as much as in the future and he announced his arrival when they reached the dining room. Lord and Lady Black stood to greet him with a shake and a kiss to the back of Lady Black's hand, and a warm smile for Regulus. The kid was adorable and eager to learn. He was smart and Harry had a respect for the future man who killed himself in order to try and destroy one of Voldemort's horocruxes.

"Hello Regulus."

"Hello Professor Pierson."

"Won't you sit?" Orion gestured to his right while Walburga took his right and Regulus sat next to Harry.

"I want to thank you for having me."

"Well when we kept getting letters, singing praise of your teachings, we just had to meet the young man that stole Regulus' heart."

"Moooom," Regulus whined with a blush that had Harry smiling warmly at, resisting the urge to reach out and ruffle his hair.

"Well your son is a wonderful student; attentive, eager, and very smart. He's actually one of the best of his year."

"I am?" he asked surprised.

Harry nodded while reaching for his pumpkin juice that he drank along with Regulus while his parents indulged in some wine. Giving them a few seconds, he feigned looking around at the empty space next to Walburga. "May I ask where Sirius is? I saw him leave for holiday."

The Lord and Lady froze while Regulus tried not to go wide eyed yet failed. It was long but they eventually composed themselves and Walburga answered as calmly as she could, "Sirius is no longer of this family."

"Oh?"

"Yes," she said, leaving it at that.

But Harry wasn't finished. He had plans for this night. "Hmm, that's too bad. I always thought that family was sacred." He shook his head while unfolding his napkin into his lap. Of his lap that he could see anyway. "There's nothing more important than family."

Dinner continued and there was so much small talk Harry was exhausted, but he pushed through until they moved to the living room for drinks and more small talk. He lifted a brow when Walburga gently took his legs and raised them to lay out on the couch. The hell?

It must have shown on his face because she answered, "I remember how sore my feet and ankles became when pregnant with Regulus."

He stared at her face. "And Sirius no doubt," he said casually with a sip of his tea, ignoring her stiffening. He's been making small mentions of the boy all through dinner and still she stiffened at the mention of her son, though there were times he saw hidden pride at his smarts and accomplishments in class. "That boy is a wild one, I can only imagine how he was cramped up."

"…Yes," she whispered before moving away with a pat to his ankle to join Orion on the love seat.

"Tell me, Mr. Pierson, were did you study?"

"School or my other skills?"

He smirked. "Your other skills."

Harry shrugged. "Around. I travelled around for a little over a year, met interesting people."

"Oh?"

"Oh yes. I remember a group of Japanese wizards that had figured the power of elements." It had taken months before he even gained their trust and they agreed to teach him; however before they were able to finishing teaching him, he had been ready to go home. He had been away from his family for over a year and he was just tired and ready to go home.

"Really?"

"Yes. It was really fascinating," he said. "I could change this cup with the earth elements that are in it."

"Wouldn't that just be transfiguration?"

"No," he said with a shrug. "Transfiguration would eventually turn whatever I turn it to back into a cup by the end of the day or sometime. Elemental magic would completely change it, to never change back. Instead of a cup it would be what I change it. And transfiguring it back to a cup would be just that. Transfiguration." Transfiguring the cup into an ornament is a cup that's temporally an ornament. Elementally changing the cup into an ornament is an ornament. It's permanent and very powerful stuff.

Phineus looked intrigued. "That's fascinating."

Harry hummed before finishing off his tea and setting his cup aside. Maybe it was pregnancy but he doubted it because he was like this any time politics, masks, and thinly veiled covered conversations were involved. He was gonna be blunt. "Let's cut the crap. Why am I here? It's not because Regulus likes the way I teach."

They glanced at each other. "What makes you say that?"

"Your last name is Black and there's a wizard going around by the name of Voldemort that's looking for followers. Of course the powerful dark family of Black would be on his to do list. You become part of the team and then your son tells you I'm teaching him and the rest of the school borderline dark magic and you're intrigued. Maybe even already told Voldie all about me, though I doubt it because you wouldn't want to bring me to his attention as a possible ally until you're 100% sure I'll do it. Well, sorry to disappoint you but I don't believe in what he stands for and I'm no follower."

They slightly glared at him though it was barely there as they knew they had to tread carefully until they were sure of his side. They would hate to piss him off when there was a chance he could be persuaded. "You don't believe in purity."

"I believe it's a bunch of crap that would cause the end of our population either through war or practice."

That seemed to grab their attention. "Blood purity preserves our magic."

Scoffing, "No it doesn't. Inbreeding not only messes with your magic but the further down you go the less magic your children will get. Why do you think most of your families end after one or two kids? Parents only have so much magic to pass on to their children and inbreeding does not work well. Similar magic meeting together, it's too similar that it doesn't accept that much from each other, leaving your child with not that much magic."

"As a pureblood, you must see—"

"Yeah let me stop you there. I'm half-blood and I have more power in my finger than you have in your upper body. My father was pureblood and my mother muggleborn."

"Mudblo—"

"Careful," he warned. "Besides, you realize you're taking orders about blood purity from a half-blood right?"

"What!"

Smiling, he joyfully informed them of Tom Riddle's heritage. Oh the looks on their faces as they realized who they were following was priceless.

"Like I said, practicing inbreeding would only slowly kill our population and I'd rather live in a well populated community filled with different people and creatures than a near empty population of wizards who can barely light the tip of their wand to see the end of their nose."

When all he received was silence, he slowly stood from his reclined position on the couch and gave a little stretch. "Thank you for his hospitality and…I hope you think of what I said. Nothing is worse than following for something that cause your family's death. Family is everything."

And with that, he headed back to Hogwarts.

A/N: Say what you want about Harry but he cuts right to the point. Hopefully he'll get the Blacks thinking a bit about their choices. :)

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