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Chapter 26: Summer Night Dreams

"That's why, Wolf. Potter is protected for some reason. As much as I want to give the brat a detention, I am unable to get near enough," Snape said in frustration. "Besides, Lupin. You are too easy on the boy. You have never had the brat for a detention. You just don't know what he is capable of. " Snape shuddered, remembering. "Potter seems to go out of his way to turn detentions into some sort of song and dance. Literally. As I keep saying Potter is insane."

"Why thank you Professor."

Both men jumped. Looking around, Potter was nowhere to be seen, yet his voice whispered eerily down the hall. "I see my reputation is at stake, my fame is shrewdly gored! Lord! What fools these mortals be!"

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Dear Snuffles,

Thanks for the Firebolt. I just know it was from you even if the note wasn't signed. Too bad that McGonagall took it away. She can be a real meanie when she tries. She claimed it was to make sure that it wasn't cursed but I have the feeling she wants to test drive it herself. Shh. Don't tell anyone. They wouldn't believe me anyways. I hope I get it back soon for the next Quidditch match.

Mooney was ill again. Snape has him convinced I'm insane. Heheheheeeeeee! If they only knew. Too bad I can't tell Mooney I know all about his furry little problem and how you and Dad used to help him when you were in school together. Oh well.

Anyways, on to other news. I finally learned the Patronus Charm from Mooney. It really works! My patronus is a stag just like Dad's Prongs.

Malfoy is really after Buckbeak. Too bad I can't sneak him Underground. The flock could use some fresh blood. I just know he'd have a harem the moment he joins.

Miss you Snuffles. Stay safe and for the Goddess' sake, try to stay out of trouble. The dementors are being very restless. I don't know how much longer Father and I can keep them away from the castle. –G

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Dear Snuffles,

Did you have to scare the Fat Lady that badly? Poor Neville got a howler from his Grans because of it. If you had wanted the password that badly, I would've given it to you. You got to stay out of trouble and hidden more. I can't keep trying to cover for you, and maybe the dementors would be called back from the castle if you weren't seen so often.

Speaking of dementors. . . Did you see us against the Ravenclaws? We creamed them! And scared off the dementors as well. Double Score!

But seriously, Snuffles, ya ya, pun intended, never get on the wrong side of Hermione. She has a mean left hook. Just ask Malfoy. She flattened him when he insulted Hagrid and bragged about getting Buckbeak killed. She has a temper just like Mother. Boy, I never want her p.o.'d at me!

Gotta run! Stay safe. –G

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The night was young and the moon wasn't up yet. Harry knew things were coming to a head. Even his little goblin allies seem aware of something in the wind. Stepping out of Shrieking Shack with Snuffles, Remus, Ron and Hermione, Harry froze. The moon. The full moon was rising! Swearing under his breath, Harry knew he had to do something, fast. But, before he could, he was knocked to the ground by Snape as Mooney started to shift.

"Professor, get them out of here!" Harry cried as he struggled to his feet. "I can hold him off!"

"You!?" Snape sneered as he started to push the children back towards the castle. "Move!" Sirius had changed into Padfoot and was trying to keep the werewolf busy.

"Yes. Me!" Harry said, taking a regal stance. He turned his face to the dark menacing forest and summoned. "Fae of the forest heed my call!"

A gentle breeze stirred restlessly as faint whispers echoed on it. "We hear. We listen. What is your will, O Prince?"

Harry threw an arm up into the air as if he was conducting some strange ethereal dance. "Up and down! Up and down! O'er hill o'er dale lead this were a merry chase until the sun floods the vale. Taunt and tease but do no harm and leave him safe in slumber's arms."

Harry glowed as he called the night fae to him. It was as though time stood still. "We hear. We hear! A game for the night 'til the sun doth shine bright!" High pitched laughter echoed as the breeze picked up strength.

By now, Mooney had brushed off Padfoot, growling menacingly at the children. He advanced with hackles raised and his amber eyes glowing with madness. With each stalking step towards his prey, the strengthening breeze lifted fallen leaves and grass off the meadow's floor.

Whorls of the debris mixed with sparkling lights as they danced around the werewolf, distracting him from the humans. Buzzing fairy wings and high pitched giggling spun round and round the head of furious creature. His powerful jaws snapped vainly at the air trying to catch his tormentors as they lead him away into the dark forest.

"What the hell just happened?" shouted Ron as the glow around Harry faded.

"Potter!" Snape snarled as he grabbed the boy by his collar. "Would you care to explain what just happened?"

"Harry! How did you call the fae to you? They don't answer to anyone," Hermione sputtered.

Sirius straightened, holding his injured arm carefully. "Damn! The rat got away again!"

Ducking out of Snape's grasp, Harry turned and took a deep breath but before he could say anything two dementors floated by.

Throwing up an arm again, Harry commanded. "Begone foul beasts else face my Father's wrath! You have been warned once before. I and this man have the Fae's protection! He is not your lawful prey!"

"Harry!"

"Potter!?"

"What the Hell!?"

Sirius smirked as the dementors bowed and left.

Harry sighed when they were once more alone. He really didn't want to do what he knew he had to do now, but Father had been very specific about not letting anyone know he had command of bardic magic. With deep regret he took a calming breath and chanted softly, "The words I spoke you have not heard. Memories quest be blank and blurred. What has passed, is but a dream. Things were not what they seemed. Be at peace all is well."

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Sirius Black looked down at his chained wrists. He was once again on his way to Azakaban. Snape, the rat fink, had stunned him right after Harry took away his friends' memories of last night's events. It was too dangerous for Snape and the two students to know just how powerful or how well taught Harry really was. At least Mooney hadn't harmed anyone. It had been quick thinking on Harry's part to get the Fae to help out and Mooney was no worse for it.

"Psst! Snuffles?"

Stepping out of the shadows, Harry smirked. "You didn't think I would leave you here? Did you?"

"Harry! You can't be seen here. Your father would. . . "

"Nahhhhhhhh! It's all arranged," Harry said, waving the man to be silent. "Buckbeak is just outside waiting for you to take you both Underground. Father said in the old time line that I and 'Mione helped you escape but this time, it's just little old me."

The chains fell off as Sirius stood. "Great! Thanks kid!"

"Do me a favor, Snuffles?"

"Sure Garion, what?"

"Make sure Buckbeak is introduced to the flock back home?"

Sirius smiled as he escaped out of the window and unto Buckbeak's back. A saucy salute from Sirius as Harry slapped the hippogryff's rump. "First shadow to your right and straight on until morning," Harry called after them.

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All the students were getting ready to leave for the summer. The train was due to leave in an hour. Chaos reigned as students hurriedly filled the carriages for the station.

Everyone knew that Sirius Black had escaped once again. But this time, several people knew that the man was innocent, one of them was Remus Lupin, another was Severus Snape.

Headmaster Dumbledore lingered by the doors of the Entrance Hall. He seemed pleased that Sirius was innocent and had escaped. He just didn't know how he pulled it off or if Harry had anything to do with it. And Harry wasn't telling.

Stroking his beard, Dumbledore lost himself in thought. Speaking of the boy, he was going home again. Going to the Dursleys was out, by now the blood wards were gone along with all the extra ones that he had put up last year. Just where Harry was spending his summers was still a mystery. Severus refused to accompany the boy or get involved again. He'd had enough. No amount of manipulation would get the potions master anywhere near that boy and the train station.

Remus Lupin seemed to have disappeared also. Just as well. Parents weren't too pleased to discover that a werewolf had been teaching their children this past year. Remus was very upset to learn that Sirius was innocent all this time and nothing had been done to free him or to prove his guilt or innocence. He blamed Dumbledore for not insisting that Sirius be tested under Veritaserum.

Dumbledore sighed heavily. Being a headmaster and Supreme Mugwump just wasn't the fun it used to be. Bested by a thirteen year old boy who just can't do what he is told. He wasn't used to having his decisions called into question. He can't afford to have any more adults second guessing his choices.

"Headmaster! Headmaster!" called a bushy haired witch, breaking into his musings.

Dumbledore groaned, rolling his eyes. He never got a coherent story about what happened the night of the full moon. No one seemed to remember, and even legilimency couldn't make sense of the whole episode. To make it worse, Harry wasn't speaking to him.

"Headmaster, Harry isn't in his dorm and his trunk is missing. Is he already on the train?" Ron said as he and Hermione stopped by the headmaster.

'Not again!' he thought, head in hands. 'Well maybe next year I'll get to the bottom of things.'

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So ends year 3. The bardic chants were original spells done by Frau. She is a better poet then I am. Thanks everyone for the wonderful reviews. Now that smmer is almost over with, Frau and I can get back to writing and doing more sewing. Yea Rah! Until next time. --GF and The Frau

ps. I have started up a yahoo group. You can find it on my profile if you are interested in chatting. I plan on uploading some original works soon. They are in bad need of editing though. --GF