Dreaming through Hogwarts
by Healer Pomfrey
Please refer to the disclaimer and warnings in chapter 1!
Beginning of dream
Harry found himself standing in front of Fawkes' perch in the Headmaster's office. His father and Professor McGonagall were having a conversation with Professor Dumbledore.
"Severus, I'm afraid I have to ask you to brew the Wolfsbane potion once a month," Dumbledore said in a grave voice, exchanging a glance with his deputy in clear expectance of the Potions Master's reaction.
"And why would that be?" the Slytherin queried, his expression remaining emotionless.
The Headmaster let out a long sigh and explained that in order to find a successor for Professor Quirrell he had to hire Remus Lupin, a werewolf.
"Albus, do you believe it's wise...?"
"Yes my boy, it's necessary," the Headmaster interrupted him in a firm voice. "Other than Remus Lupin, only Gilderoy Lockhardt was willing to take the post."
"And he's a fraud," McGonagall threw in firmly. "Believe me, Severus, Remus Lupin is the best choice that we have a the moment."
"Well then, considering that my son attends school here, whom I don't want to be eaten by a werewolf, I'm willingly going to brew the Wolfsbane every month," Severus promised and excused himself.
End of dream
'Remus is a werewolf,' Harry thought, recalling, 'Someone said something like that when they introduced him to me. But what exactly is a werewolf? Maybe a wolf Animagus, but why does he need a potion?' While he still pondered the matter, he was pulled into another vision.
Beginning of dream
It was on the Hogwarts grounds. Godric Gryffindor was talking with a group of about a dozen students, who seemed to be about Harry's age.
"Very well then, what other magical animals do you know?" he queried, viewing the students in expectation.
"Phoenixes," one of the girls replied, eagerly.
"Exactly, like my familiar Fawkes, for example, is a fire phoenix," Gryffindor explained.
"Griffins."
"Correct."
"Basilisks."
"Yes, like Professor Slytherin's familiar," the Headmaster confirmed.
"Professor Slytherin has a basilisk familiar?" several students asked, simultaneously, casting Gryffindor a disbelieving look.
"Yes, she's called Amaterasu and is an absolute cutie," Gryffindor replied, grinning.
"Werewolves."
"Yes, but werewolves are almost gone in our time, since Professor Slytherin invented the wolvescure," the professor informed them.
With that the vision ended.
End of dream
'The wolvescure,' Harry mused. 'What's the difference between the wolvescure and the wolfsbane potion?' Sighing in confusion, he cast a look at the time display on the ceiling, noticing in disappointment that it was three o'clock in the morning. 'Dad would kill me if I woke him up at this time of the night,' he thought and decided to find out more about the different potions.
After spending one more hour viewing half a dozen more visions about the wolfsbane potion and the wolvescure potion, Harry was certain about the difference and could not but wonder if the wolvescure might be lost in his time.
HP
It was still very early in the morning, when Harry traipsed down to the dungeons to speak with his father.
HP
To Harry's surprise, his parents were already awake and were sitting in their small kitchen drinking tea. "Harry," Lily was the first to react to her son's unexpected presence. "Is everything all right?"
"Yes. Good morning," Harry replied, unable to help the feeling that he should have waited longer. "I just wanted to ask you something."
"Come here, sit down and have some tea with us," Severus ordered him in a soft voice, observing him with a concerned expression. "You look as if you spent the whole night viewing visions and didn't get any sleep at all."
"Yes, that's true," Harry admitted and informed his parents about his visions, ending with the question why his father intended to brew the wolfsbane potion for the Defence professor instead of just making the wolfscure and curing the man.
Severus looked uncharacteristically excited, when he quirked an eyebrow and queried, "Do you have an authentic recipe for the wolvescure? It doesn't exist in our time."
"Yes Dad, I triggered a vision about the recipe," Harry replied, chuckling in amusement about his father's obvious interest.
"Show me," Severus demanded and eagerly watched the visions, which Harry showed him.
"Harry, right after breakfast we'll meet in the Headmaster's office. I'll bring Professor Lupin," Severus decided, seemingly thrilled about Harry's discovery.
"Eh... Dad," Harry replied, slowly, "do I have to come? If so, could we perhaps meet an hour later?" Seeing that his father cast him a surprised look, he elaborated, hesitantly, "I've an appointment with Draco and the twins in the Potions classroom." Inwardly groaning, he thought, 'I just hope he's too excited now to ask me what we want to brew.'
tbc...
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