Morphing Thru Time
Chapter 25-Harry and Hillary's Date
The next morning, they awoke to warm sunshine on their faces. Michelle felt a lot better but she was still completely on edge. Her nerves felt as though they'd gone through a meat grinder.
She got up and swung her legs over the edge of the bed.
She slowly raised her eyes to the full length mirror across from the bed. She stared into her reflection.
Her eyes had dark circles under them. Her normally young face was beginning to get worry lines already.
She sighed and finally pushed herself up off the bed.
Remus was still asleep in the bed. He was lying on his stomach, his face buried into the pillow. His left arm, which had been draped over Michelle's side, was now lying across the mattress where she had been sleeping.
As she looked at him, she couldn't help but feel a warm gush of emotions toward him.
She'd never met anyone like him before. He protected Michelle and Hillary and never thought once about his own life.
He never took into account his own safety.
She felt herself smiling as she leaned against the doorframe into the bathroom.
Remus began stirring and sat up. He got up off the bed and began approaching her.
"What are you smiling about?" he asked lightly.
"Just how you look in the morning," she cracked. "I think I'm going to need therapy for the next five years."
Remus' green eyes twinkled.
"Oh really?" he joked back. "Well you're not so hot yourself. I've seen Crookshanks cough better looking stuff up."
Michelle burst out laughing and playfully grabbed Remus and pushed him back onto the bed so he'd fall on his back across the mattress. She straddled him and began tickling him unmercifully.
Remus was laughing so hard he was almost crying and he began tickling Michelle back. Remus grabbed Michelle's wrists and managed to pin her beneath him, with him now straddling her. He pinned them by her ears.
Michelle was grinning up at him.
"No fair," she said. "You cheated."
"How did I cheat?" he asked.
"You're a guy," she cracked. "Or well, guy-ish."
Remus broke into a broad grin.
"I'm married to the most strangest woman in the world," he said.
"Yeah and I'm married to the most strangest man in the world," she retaliated lightly. "But I'm madly in love with him."
Remus smiled.
"And I'm madly in love with her,"
Remus leaned down and gave her a soft, but passionate kiss. Michelle kissed him back.
After a few moments, Remus let Michelle up.
"We need to get dressed and head down to the Great Hall for breakfast," Remus said.
Michelle nodded.
She grabbed some fresh clothes and headed into the bathroom.
Remus waited for her to come out so he could get dressed.
They headed down to the Hall. Hillary, Ron, Hermione and Harry were already at the table, digging into pancakes and sausage and other goodies.
Hillary looked up as her parents entered the Hall and grinned.
"Hey you two," she said. "Mom? How are you feeling this morning?"
Michelle smiled and took a seat next to Harry.
"All right," she said. "The Natal Potion is working its magic."
Hillary had a confused expression on her face.
"Why would you need the Natal Potion?" she asked frowning.
Remus' breath froze in his chest. That's right! With everything that's been going on, we never got the chance to tell Hillary that she's going to be a big sister! Please God let her take the news all right!
Michelle glanced at Remus before moving her eyes onto Hillary.
"Well," Michelle said slowly. "I'm gonna have another baby."
For a moment, there was silence in the air before Hillary broke into a huge grin.
"Oh my gosh!" she cried happily. "Are you serious?"
Michelle nodded grinning.
Hillary grinned happily.
"You're happy?" Remus asked.
"Of course!" Hillary said happily. "Why wouldn't I be?"
Remus shook his head.
"Forget it," he said grinning.
They continued to eat breakfast.
After that, Ron, Hermione, Harry and Hillary headed off to class. Remus and Michelle just decided to spend some time together, just enjoying each other's company.
In the afternoon, there was a trip to Hogsmeade. Remus gave Hillary permission to go and they all left.
Once at Hogsmeade, Ron and Hermione headed off to Honeydukes. Harry nervously asked if Hillary wanted to join him in Madam Cherubs' Pub, a little romantic pub for couples that was next door to Zonko's.
Hillary accepted and they entered the small little pub. Cherubs hung from the ceiling as well as paper hearts and pink and red paper streamers.
Hillary took a seat and Harry sat down across from her. A waitress came and took their order.
While they were waiting for their order, Harry turned to Hillary.
"You know when you didn't remember anyone, it was really hard to watch," he said.
Hillary smiled.
"I could never forget you guys," she said softly.
Harry smiled.
"Yeah," he said quietly. "But you did. I know your father, err Professor Lupin, was completely devastated. It seemed to have effected him the most. I mean your mum, Hermione, Ron and I were all crushed, but your Dad? I'd never seen him like that before."
Hillary tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.
"I know," she said affectionately. "He really cares about me."
Harry smiled.
"I wish I could have that," he said sadly and with a touch of anger. "My Dad was killed and so was my Mum…all because of me."
Hillary looked at him stunned.
"They sacrificed themselves to make sure you were safe," she said gently. "They knew what they were doing."
Harry snorted.
"Yeah," he said. "Now I'm stuck with my Aunt and Uncle, who care for me as much as they care about mildew on the bathroom shower stall. Although, I don't think I'm that lucky."
Hillary sighed.
"I'm sure deep down they do care about you,"
"That's what Dumbledore thought," Harry responded bitterly. "And this year they made me clean out the attic and sleep there because one of Dudley's friends was staying for the summer so he got the room I used to have. I got to sleep with dust and God knows what else."
Hillary looked at him.
She felt so bad for him. He didn't deserve any of this treatment.
"At least you have a father and a mother," he retorted as his emerald green eyes briefly flashed. "Mine are dead."
"Harry…," Hillary began shocked and surprise, but Harry got up and left the pub.
The waitress came with their orders.
"Where'd your boyfriend go?" she asked.
"Off the deep end," she muttered and told the waitress that she would take the stuff to go.
Once Hogsmeade was over, they returned to Hogwarts. On the way back, Ron and Hermione noticed that Harry was quiet and ignoring Hillary and even them.
They looked at Hillary questioningly, but Hillary just shrugged.
She really had no clue as to why he suddenly burst out like that, but she knew enough not to push him.
They arrived back at Hogwarts. Harry left them in the Entrance Hall and stormed up to the common room.
Remus and Michelle greeted Ron, Hermione and Hillary, and Remus asked where Harry was.
Hillary explained to him what happened. Remus nodded knowingly.
"I'll go talk to him okay?"
Hillary nodded gratefully as Remus passed her, he gave her shoulder an loving squeeze before he headed up to the common room.
Remus found Harry sitting on the couch staring into the fire.
He stepped over to him and sat down across from him on the chair. He leaned forward slightly, resting his elbows on his thighs as he studied Harry.
"Harry what's bothering you? Hillary told me what happened in the pub," Remus asked worriedly.
"She did huh?" Harry snorted. "She's lying I'm fine."
Remus arched his eyebrow at Harry.
"I don't think so," he said slowly. "She seems genuinely worried about you. Hillary doesn't lie."
Harry just stared at the orange fire that cracked and didn't reply right away.
"I have no parents," he said angrily. "No one to see me get graduate, get married or start a career."
Remus looked at him sympathetically.
"I know," he said quietly. "It's not easy losing someone you care about."
"How would you know?" Harry demanded. "You've never lost anyone close to you."
"Wrong," Remus corrected him. "I lost James, Lily and Sirius. They were my best friends. Then at one point, I'd almost lost Michelle. So yes Harry. I'd lost people that were close to me."
Remus could see tears in Harry's emerald green eyes. He'd never seen him cry, but that could be part of the problem. Harry had a bad habit of keeping emotions bottled up but then exploding at bad times. Today in the pub with Hillary was an example.
"But your parents did that because they loved you," Remus went on patiently. "They knew what they were doing."
"That's exactly what Hillary said," Harry muttered.
"She's right," Remus said softly. "I don't think they'd want you going around, feeling sorry for yourself."
Harry was about to respond, but Remus cut him off.
"You know what I mean," he said. "And secondly, you're like a son to Michelle and I. We care about you greatly. You can always turn to us."
Harry was genuinely touched by what Remus said.
Remus reached over and patted Harry on the arm.
"Shall I send Hillary in?" he asked.
Harry nodded.
Remus winked and left the common room.
Finally things were back to normal.
They all headed back to the common room after dinner to play some games or to study.
Remus and Michelle were snuggled up on the couch. Michelle was snuggled up against Remus with her head on his chest. His right arm was draped across her shoulders as Michelle was reading a book. Remus was watching with amusement as Hillary and Hermione teamed up against Ron and Harry at a Muggle card game called "Poker"
The bet was if the girls won, they'd turn the boys into girls for a day. If the boys won they'd make the girls not shower and get all primped for a day as well.
Although Remus had to admit, the girls were beginning to get a better upper-hand.
At the end of the game, the girls had won.
Remus and Michelle burst out laughing when Hermione and Hillary turned Harry and Ron into girls.
Ron was now a vivacious red head and Harry was a mysterious black haired girl. Of course they had their normal facial features etc, but were sporting long hair and wearing high heels.
"Bloody girls cheated!" Ron complained to Harry as Remus, Michelle, Hillary and Hermione roared with laughter.
"Don't be such a sore loser, Ron," Hermione laughed. "We won fair and square."
Michelle giggled.
"Hey boys," she said giggling in between trying to catch her breath. "I have some lovely eye shadow that would go great with that."
"Yuk it up," Harry said frowning but then broke into a grin and began laughing at himself.
Ron followed suit and soon, they were all laughing hard at themselves.
"I don't think my bra matches me undees," Ron said.
That set them off rolling even more.
"The question is," Hillary choked out. "Do you have ta ta's to fill the bra?"
Well Remus though Michelle was going to fall off the couch.
They were all laughing so hard they were crying.
"Oh man," Harry said trying to control his laughter now. "Okay so we'll wear this around for tomorrow okay?"
Hermione giggled.
"Oh no," Hillary said shaking her head. "This starts now."
"What?" Ron said. "Aw come on."
Hillary shook her head, grinning evilly.
"Nope. Tis tonight and into tomorrow," she grinned.
"You are bloody wicked," Ron said in awe and amusement. "Okay. Goodnight."
He waved at Michelle and Remus and headed off to the boys dorm. Harry followed shortly, still shaking his head.
Hillary turned to Remus and Michelle.
"Night guys," she said hugging her Mother.
"Night Hil," Michelle whispered in Hillary's ear. "I love you."
"Love you too mum," Hillary whispered back.
She turned to Remus next and hugged him tightly also.
"Night Dad," she said softly pressing her face into his chest.
"Night Hil," Remus said resting his chin on top of her head. "I love you too."
"Yep," she said grinning as she released him and headed off to the girls' dorm with Hermione.
Remus and Michelle retired to the suite and soon, they dozed off shortly as well.
The next morning at breakfast, Remus was sitting talking with Hillary about the Quidditch match. The Gryffindors had a tournament against the Slytherins the day after tomorrow.
The owl post arrived as well.
Remus received a letter. When he read it, his blood ran cold.
"What is it?" Michelle whispered seeing his expression and she didn't want to alert the others.
Remus showed Michelle the letter.
It read:
Remus, your daughter will die and so will you