The Founding of Happiness
by Healer Pomfrey
All recognizable characters belong to J. K. Rowling, and I am not earning anything by writing this story.
I am not a native speaker of English. Please excuse my mistakes.
COMPLETELY AU! Partly OOC! Time travel!
It is my story, and I intend to write it the way I want it. If you don't like it, don't read it.
Reviews are very welcome, as they inspire my muse. Thank you very much for the kind reviews for the previous chapter!
Salazar and Harry spent the whole afternoon brewing something, which Salazar finally bottled and handed to Harry saying, "Give that to Helena and tell her to spell it into Snape's stomach."
"What will it do to him?" Harry asked, torn between expectance and anxiousness.
Salazar chuckled. "It will change his speech to the better. Whenever he chooses to use an unfriendly voice, he'll sound exceptionally friendly, and if he wants to use a bad word, it'll turn to a good one. Well, just let me say, the whole school might have a bit of fun while he is under the effects of this potion."
"And how long will the spectacle last?" Minerva asked, smirking.
"Until the end of the school year," Salazar replied firmly.
ハリーと幸せの願い
The rest of the holidays passed far too fast for Harry's likings. Since Minerva had told him it was up to him when they'd return to the future, he had pondered if they should remain in the past until after the Welcoming feast, but knowing that he could better time his flashing when he was well rested, especially when he had to take a person with him, he decided to leave the morning before.
Harry politely asked McGonagall, "When would you like to arrive back home, Professor?"
"I should be back a day before the students, which means on Sunday evening at the latest, because we always have a staff meeting the morning of the Welcoming feast, in order to prepare for the students' arrival."
"All right," Harry replied and transformed. Even if he had already flashed Minerva several times, he was still nervous taking his teacher with him, especially since she needed to be there at a certain time. To his great relief he managed to time their travel perfectly, and they arrived in his room late on Sunday evening.
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Salazar's potion for Professor Snape, to the enormous amusement of the whole school, was a huge success.
"If I awarded all of our colleagues points for friendliness, Severus would receive first place this year," Harry heard Professor Dumbledore say to McGonagall and could hardly suppress a smile.
Unfortunately, even if the teacher was forced by the potion to speak in a friendlier way, his behaviour didn't improve at all, and like during his first year Harry continued to suffer through his detentions. Snape seemed to have forgotten that he had made him brew potions in the end of Harry's first year and resolved to make him clean dirty cauldrons every night.
Fortunately, McGonagall and Pomfrey noticed that Harry was beginning to miss meals again due to the lack of time and complained vehemently to the headmaster, who once more forbade Snape to make Harry serve detentions on the weekends.
"Harry," the headmaster said gently, "this is not only for this year but for all of your school years here at Hogwarts. If you serve detention from Monday to Friday, be it with Professor Snape or with any other teacher, you will not have to serve detention on Saturday and Sunday. Please keep that in mind, and if any teacher complains about it, come to me."
"Thanks a lot, Professor," Harry replied, sighing in relief, "although I've never had to serve detention with any of my other professors except for with Professor Snape so far."
"I know that, my boy, I know," the Headmaster replied gently. "By the way, Harry, do you by chance know anything about a potion or a spell, which was placed on Professor Snape?"
"I didn't do anything, sir," Harry replied sincerely. "It'll wear off at the end of the school year, as far as I know though."
ハリーと幸せの願い
One Saturday morning, Löwi woke Harry up very early and told him that he needed him to accompany him to the forest.
"All right, Löwi, can you take me there?" Harry asked tiredly.
"Sorry, Harry, but I'd like to go through the Chamber and bring Amaterasu as well. I'll pick you up on the way," Löwi explained, already dashing away excitedly.
Just as Harry arrived on the grounds, Löwi showed up in front of him, instructing him to sit up, and took him into the forest, where Amaterasu was already waiting for them and happily greeted Harry.
"It's right here," Löwi said, turning around one tree, and Harry gasped in surprise, seeing Löwi's wife along with two newborn griffin cubs.
"Oh, they're so cute," he breathed in complete amazement. He spent the rest of the day in the forest, leaning his back against Amaterasu, watching the happy griffin family. He returned to the castle just in time for dinner but wasn't very hungry and headed straight back to his room.
Back in his room, Harry noticed that all of a sudden he was feeling worse than he had ever felt in his life. His whole body was sore, his skin itched, and he felt hot and cold at the same time as if he had a high fever. Suddenly, he remembered that his older self had come back to the past from his second school year when he had basilisk pox. 'That's it,' he thought, horrified. 'I have basilisk pox. I have to flash back while I can.' He quickly wrote a note for McGonagall, placing it in the middle of his table, so that she couldn't miss it when she came to check up on him in a few hours, and flashed into the past.
As before, he arrived in his own room to his younger self looking at him in delight. "Harry!" the small boy screamed running over to him.
"Sorry, Harry, you better keep away from me," he told his younger self, noticing that his voice began to fail. "I'm very ill. That's why I obviously managed to return to the wrong time again." He quickly stepped into Helga's and Salazar's bedroom to wake his mother.
"Mum, I think I caught the basilisk pox," Harry told Helga, who quickly waved her wand at him and sighed, before she took him to the hospital room, so that he wouldn't get the other children sick.
It took Harry a whole month to recover and by the time he flashed back into the future, a phial with a potion for Amaterasu with him, he still felt so weak that he failed to arrive during the weekend, on which he had left, but exactly a week later.
He gave the calendar a horrified look, before he threw himself on his bed in exhaustion. 'How could that happen?' he mused. 'I missed a whole week of classes. Maybe I should try to flash a week back, but I'm too tired right now.'
Harry was just about to drift off to sleep when Professor McGonagall entered his room, apparently alerted by a spell that he had returned.
"Harry, what happened?" she asked in concern, sitting down on the edge of his bed.
"I'm sorry, Professor; I wanted to be back a week earlier, but I somehow failed," Harry explained. "I thought I was well enough to flash and Mum said I could go. I don't know what happened. Shall I try to flash back a week?"
"No Harry. It was good that you left me a message, so that I knew you went home, and Madam Pomfrey and I told everyone that you were ill and couldn't have any visitors. How long did you stay in the past?"
Harry sighed. "I completely failed to travel back to the right time and spent a month in the past together with my seven-year-old self, but we were in the hospital room with the basilisk pox the whole time, so it wasn't much fun."
"All right, Harry; go to sleep then. I want you to let Madam Pomfrey check on you tomorrow; she must decide if you are well enough to attend classes Monday or not, and I can imagine that she'll save you from your detention for at least a week."
"Thanks Professor. I'll speak to her tomorrow," Harry promised.
On Sunday morning, he first of all went to the Chamber of Secrets, spelling the potion for Amaterasu into her stomach, before he obediently went to the hospital wing. Indeed Madam Pomfrey decided that Harry shouldn't have to serve detention for the last three weeks of the school year, much to Snape's chagrin and Harry's delight.
ハリーと幸せの願い
Over the last week of school before the holidays, Harry pondered how he could get his school books for his third year. However, before he could ask either McGonagall or Lupin to accompany him to Gringotts, Minerva handed him his books one evening, telling that she had owl ordered them for him with the money being taken from the Potter vault.
Harry thanked her profusely and asked if either she or Lupin could take him to Gringotts during the next school year.
"Yes Harry; Remus would probably be the best to take you there, and you'll need some money during the next school year, if you intend to participate in the Hogsmeade visits. You need the signature of your guardians though," she added thoughtfully.
"Um... Professor, who is going to see the parchment besides you?" Harry asked anxiously.
"Since Professor Dumbledore appointed me as your guardian for the time while you're here, it is sufficient if you give it to me. Just let one of your parents sign the parchment. I'll be careful not to let anyone else see the signature."
Godric signed the parchment for Harry, and Harry happily gave it to McGonagall as soon as he arrived back from the past at the end of the summer holidays. After the first Defence class of the new school year, Remus kept Harry behind.
"Harry, Professor McGonagall relayed to me that you need to go to Gringotts. I can take you there on Saturday if you want."
"Oh Professor, that would be great. I've never been there, and I need to know how I can get money, plus I have to get some money before the first Hogsmeade weekend."
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On Saturday morning Harry flashed to Diagon Alley along with the Defence teacher. Remus took him inside the bank and explained to the Goblin, "Harry Potter would like to see his family vault."
"One moment; Griphook will take you to the united family vault of the Potter vault and the Gryffindor and Slytherin vaults," the Goblin replied businesslike, causing Harry to gasp inwardly. 'My parents left me their vaults as well,' he thought in amazement.
Twenty minutes later, they reached an extremely huge vault. "I'm sorry, but this vault is the farthest away, because it's Gringott's oldest vault," Griphook apologized, before he motioned Harry to hold his finger against a small nail at the door to the vault.
Harry gasped at the short but sharp pain that vanished immediately as soon as a drop of his blood had hit the door, which opened, recognizing Harry as its rightful owner.
"Harry, take your time; I'm going to wait here," Lupin said gently, causing Harry to throw him a confused look.
"Why, Professor? Please come in. You already know everything about me," Harry replied softly.
"This is really huge," the teacher said in amazement. "I once entered your father's vault, and it was big, but yours is at least four times as large, because you have the vault that the founders left for you, which has gained a lot of interest over the last thousand years."
'Maybe I should come and look through all the things in here alone when I've lots of time,' Harry mused. "Well, today, I only need a bit of money to spend in Hogsmeade and to buy my school books next summer," he said aloud.
Griphook waved him over and handed Harry a small bag. "If you fill that, you'll definitely have enough," Remus advised him patiently. "But look, there is a letter addressed to you, and if I'm not wrong, it's in your mother's hand writing."
Harry curiously eyed the envelope and finally put it into his robe pocket, before he filled the small bag with all the three sorts of coins and stated, "All right, Professor, I'm ready. Sometime, I'll have to return here and spend the day looking around."
"That's right, Harry," Lupin smirked, and they mounted the wagon for the long ride back to the surface.
"Thanks a lot, sir, for accompanying me here," Harry said gratefully.
"You're welcome, Harry. That's the least I can do for you. Do you need to go anywhere else, or do you want to return to Hogwarts?"
Harry thought for a moment. "Could we perhaps sit somewhere? I'd like to read my mother's letter," he asked hesitantly.
"Let's go to Fortescue's ice cream parlour," Remus suggested, and Harry agreed immediately.
While he absentmindedly devoured a huge ice cream, he took his mother's letter out of the envelope.
'Dear Harry,' it said,
'If you read this, it means that Dad and I are both dead, because Dad's friend Peter, who is our Secret Keeper, was a traitor and sold us to Voldemort.
I want you to know that you have godparents, legal ones and illegal ones, in case you need someone. Your legal godparents are my second best friend Alice Longbottom and Dad's best friend Sirius Black, and your illegal godparents are my best friends Remus Lupin and Severus Snape.'
At this stage, Harry gasped and nearly choked on his ice cream. 'Snape? My Mum's best friend?'
He had such a horrified look on his face that Lupin asked worriedly, "Is everything all right, Harry?"
Harry threw him an absentminded glance. "Yes, I'll let you read the letter in a minute."
'I couldn't make Remus your legal godfather, because he is a werewolf. I'm working at St. Mungo's and since I'm not bad at Potions I'm trying to find a cure for him, but if you read this I probably died too early to achieve that goal. Severus isn't available, because he is spying on the dark side for us. Nevertheless, I'm sure both of my very best friends will be there for you, if you need them. Don't let anyone take you to my sister Petunia. She is horrible, and I've given up on trying to change her prejudices. She hates magic and she'll hate you as she always hated me because I was magical.
I wish you a happy life, my sweetie, and please know that I love you more than anything else in the world.
Love always,
Your mother Lily.'
Harry handed the letter to the teacher. "Please read; you're mentioned too," he said on Remus' surprised look.
"Peter the Secret Keeper?" Lupin blurted out. "Harry, that means that Sirius is innocent! Harry, would you mind if I showed this letter to Dumbledore? We have to do something for Sirius!"
Harry grinned inwardly at the teacher's excitement. "I'm fine with anything if it helps," he replied and followed the professor back into the alley.
"Then let's head back," Lupin said and grabbed Harry's arm to apparate back to Hogsmeade.
'I could have flashed us,' Harry mused when he walked up to the castle next to a very absentminded professor.
All of a sudden, it became dark as night and as cold as a winter's day and they found themselves surrounded by Dementors. Harry, who didn't have any experience with Dementors so far, suddenly heard a woman's voice scream, before everything turned black before his eyes.