Chapter Five
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At the same time Dumbledore disapparated from Mrs. Figg's house, Harry's train journey had been going on for about half an hour. Harry had spent the time watching Mrs. Figg knitting a scarf. The yarn was multi- colored and he was enjoying the blend of colors put in the pattern Mrs. Figg was knitting. A lot of people started staring at Harry for his peculiar position, so when Harry finally realized that they were staring at him, he busied himself by picking up his dad's journal and went to read James' second entry.
Sept. 5
I just returned from the school kitchens, it feels like a century since I was last there. Now I'm in my dormitory eating and writing in here at the same time. What an accomplishment. I was going to go to the kitchens on Saturday, but I went down today with Sirius and Peter. We invited Remus, but he said he had to go to the hospital wing. He's a werewolf by the way... he must've gotten some bad scratches last week when he transformed. Sirius, Peter and I found out Remus was a werewolf in our second year. Now what am I celebrating for? Well, Professor Dumbledore, the Headmaster of Hogwarts, said that I was chosen to be Team Captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team! Imagine that! I agreed to hold the position of course, which is why I'm celebrating. Every fifth- year in Gryffindor has been taking this in extremely well, except for this one girl named Lily... she usually keeps away from me and pretty much everyone else for starters. In our 5 years of Hogwarts, she's one of very few in our year I'm not well acquainted with. Sirius and Peter are coming up to the dormitory so I should put this away... I'll explain more later but they think journals are just for girls and I've been keeping this a secret...
Harry was about to pick up hi mom's journal from his side when Mrs. Figg interrupted. 'About to read your mother's journal, am I right?" She said with a smile. "yeah, I'm about to start mum's second entry from September 5." With a sage expression, Mrs. Figg gave a suggestion. 'How about during the school year you read an entry on the day it was written or something to that effect." Harry pondered for some moments until Mrs. Figg said, "Oh, but you had might as well read your mother's entry now. It's only fair." She then gave a hearty laugh which frightened some of the people on the train. They decided to all move to another side of the train. Harry noticed it and grinned widely as he opened the green journal.
Sept. 7
Vacation ended only a week ago and I'm missing it terribly already! Well, at least it's Saturday. I'm gong outside later to watch the Gryffindor Quidditch team at their first practice of the school year. James was just recently made team captain. Dear Lord, help us!!!! We're going to look ridiculous when we play Ravenclaw sometime later. It will take a miracle for Gryffindor with James as captain. Classes were fine this week although tiring. Dinner's about to start, so I have to go now and go on patrol, eat and then go watch the Quidditch team practice. It's 5 pm right now, that's actually a bit earlier than what I'm accustomed to... but I don't mind. I promise to write in this more often.
Later- James was like an entirely different person on the Quidditch field. The practice was quite good; I never watched one before. And, to be honest, in my past years here, I've only been to a few games. I like giving so much more work to my teachers than what they ask for( all my friends think I'm absolutely insane for thinking of that all the time) so I'm generally in the Library or in the Common Room. I never realized how James is when he plays Quidditch. When he plays, he isn't the the immature person I'm accustomed to, but rather wild, and has incredible leadership skills I know I'll never be capable of having. Oh... I can't stop thinking about him!!! I've had crushes in the past, this is definetly a crush, but this one feels really different. I wish there was a way I could find out if he has any interest in me at all... Ravenclaw vs. Gryffindor three weeks from tomorrow... thought I'd just keep record of that...
"Mum fell in love with dad at the age of 15," Harry said to himself. "I bet that won't happen to me anytime soon. I don't need it anyway." Mrs. Figg heard that and smiled to herself. She didn't think so. 15 was a wonderful age for things to happen. Passengets continually got off the train at certain places as time passed by. By the time the train reached its last stop, it was just past noon. Mrs. Figg woke up Harry, who had been taking a light nap and both stepped off the train. 'Harry, Godric's Hollow is still a bit farther off, so we're going to have to call for another cab. So sit at that bench there while I make a call, and don't stray," she warned as Harry walked to the bench and sat down.
Having nothing to do, Harry decided to look around at everything around him. The first thing he noticed was the landscape. London was a gigantic, bustling city. This area was the opposite. Far ahead was a range of forested hills. Since it was still mid-summer, the hills were a lively green and the sunlight added to the effect of the sight. The town itself wasn't bad, probably half the size of Surrey, whcih wasn't a big suburb at all. It was overall relaxing. While savoring everything around him, Mrs. Figg returned from her phone call. 'The phone's not even working and I can't find anywhere to rent a car around here, I guess we'll just have to walk.Let's get a drink before continuing on, shall we?"
As both entered a nearby restuarant, Harry saw someone familiar outside in the form of a black shaggy dog. 'hi, Snuffles," remembering what name Sirius told Harry to use in public. 'This restuarant won't let you inside?" With a whimper and shake of his head, Harry said," I'll get you something to eat then," but Sirius shook his head. Harry was confused for a moment until Remus Lupin walked out of the restuant. He winked at Harry as he took food out of a bag and set it in front of Sirius, who started eating. "Harry, you can stay here. I'll just buy the food and drinks myself," Mrs. Figg said, beaming at the small reunion. If only James were still alive and Peter weren't a traitor to us all, she thought.
"I thought you worked at a cab company ub London," Harry started to Lupin. With a smile on his face, "The Ministry sent me an owl half an hour ago, saying they wanted me to accompany Mrs. Figg and yourself. So, I apparated to this town and waited a bit. I found, ahem, Snuffles here, and I thought I'd go in to buy something for both of us. Oh, and I just work there whenever I can. That makes it hard to get money, but I don't mind at all." Harry diverted his attention to Sirius. " Will you be transforming once we're in Godric's Hollow, Snuffles?" Sirius nodded as if he were saying yes.
Mrs. Figg then came out with food and drinks for Harry and herself. For an hour, the four of them sat outside the restuarant silently eating their food. Once they were done, they continued with their journey to Godrics Hollow through a small path leading up to the hills Harry had just been looking at some time before. The dusty path then became a rocky road in a cheerful scene. Lively, colorful wildflowers were along the road and Mrs. Figg paused to pick some. Harry and Lupin were very amused at the sight. Mrs. Figg defended herself by saing, "Oh come on, we need something fresh and lively to bring on this long trip."
There's still a mile and a half left." Mrs. Figg walked back onto the road and took the lead. Half an hour later, Remus began to complain that he wasn't feeling well. "I think I'm coming down with a bad case of heatstroke," he said, groaning. "Are you not a wizard? Nobody's around, transfigure something into a hat," Mrs. Figg scolded. "Good idea, but I wish we could just disapparate and have Harry use Floo Powder at the next house we pass by," Lupin returned, just like a child. Harry couldn't hold himself in any longer. He let out a snort of laughter whcih Mrs. Figg joined in. Srius, since he was still in his Animagi form, was barking and wagging his tail as if joining in the fun.
Embarrassed, Remus took a stone from along the side of the road and transfigured it into a white floppy hat. After securin the strings, he grinned and said, 'Now I'm really ready." Harry started laughing due to the tone of Remus' voice. He keeled to the ground and his parents' journals fell out of a bookbag he had put them in when he got out of the train station. Remus' eyes widened at the sight of the journals and picked both of them with great reverence. Harry motioned Mrs. Figg to take care of a cut he got from some shart stone he fell on. Once that was over, Harry saw Remus admiring the journal curiously.
As if in a trance-like state, Remus said, " I remember seeing these journals. James was so embarassed when he wasn't fast enough to hide his journal from Sirius, Peter and I. I think, if I remember correctly, that happened aroudn Christmas time, and he shut himself in the dormitory for three days!" He smiled to himself, thinking about Hogwarts. Snapping out of his reverie, Lupin then said, 'But things have changed so much since those times. It's sad some things don't last forever." Giving the journals back to Harry, Lupin contnued," Hogwarts was the best time I ever had in my lifetime. As I was once your professor, take this piece of advice: Don't take your remaining years at Hogwarts for granted."
Then Harry thought of something fifteen minutes later after putting the journals away. He jogged up to get beside Remus. 'Er- Professor Lupin- well you're not a professor anymore- erm, what should I call you now?" Lupin smiled. "You resemble your father so much than what I originally thought. Call me Remus, then." Mrs. Figg was looking at a map, and made an announcement. "We're here!"
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At the same time Dumbledore disapparated from Mrs. Figg's house, Harry's train journey had been going on for about half an hour. Harry had spent the time watching Mrs. Figg knitting a scarf. The yarn was multi- colored and he was enjoying the blend of colors put in the pattern Mrs. Figg was knitting. A lot of people started staring at Harry for his peculiar position, so when Harry finally realized that they were staring at him, he busied himself by picking up his dad's journal and went to read James' second entry.
Sept. 5
I just returned from the school kitchens, it feels like a century since I was last there. Now I'm in my dormitory eating and writing in here at the same time. What an accomplishment. I was going to go to the kitchens on Saturday, but I went down today with Sirius and Peter. We invited Remus, but he said he had to go to the hospital wing. He's a werewolf by the way... he must've gotten some bad scratches last week when he transformed. Sirius, Peter and I found out Remus was a werewolf in our second year. Now what am I celebrating for? Well, Professor Dumbledore, the Headmaster of Hogwarts, said that I was chosen to be Team Captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team! Imagine that! I agreed to hold the position of course, which is why I'm celebrating. Every fifth- year in Gryffindor has been taking this in extremely well, except for this one girl named Lily... she usually keeps away from me and pretty much everyone else for starters. In our 5 years of Hogwarts, she's one of very few in our year I'm not well acquainted with. Sirius and Peter are coming up to the dormitory so I should put this away... I'll explain more later but they think journals are just for girls and I've been keeping this a secret...
Harry was about to pick up hi mom's journal from his side when Mrs. Figg interrupted. 'About to read your mother's journal, am I right?" She said with a smile. "yeah, I'm about to start mum's second entry from September 5." With a sage expression, Mrs. Figg gave a suggestion. 'How about during the school year you read an entry on the day it was written or something to that effect." Harry pondered for some moments until Mrs. Figg said, "Oh, but you had might as well read your mother's entry now. It's only fair." She then gave a hearty laugh which frightened some of the people on the train. They decided to all move to another side of the train. Harry noticed it and grinned widely as he opened the green journal.
Sept. 7
Vacation ended only a week ago and I'm missing it terribly already! Well, at least it's Saturday. I'm gong outside later to watch the Gryffindor Quidditch team at their first practice of the school year. James was just recently made team captain. Dear Lord, help us!!!! We're going to look ridiculous when we play Ravenclaw sometime later. It will take a miracle for Gryffindor with James as captain. Classes were fine this week although tiring. Dinner's about to start, so I have to go now and go on patrol, eat and then go watch the Quidditch team practice. It's 5 pm right now, that's actually a bit earlier than what I'm accustomed to... but I don't mind. I promise to write in this more often.
Later- James was like an entirely different person on the Quidditch field. The practice was quite good; I never watched one before. And, to be honest, in my past years here, I've only been to a few games. I like giving so much more work to my teachers than what they ask for( all my friends think I'm absolutely insane for thinking of that all the time) so I'm generally in the Library or in the Common Room. I never realized how James is when he plays Quidditch. When he plays, he isn't the the immature person I'm accustomed to, but rather wild, and has incredible leadership skills I know I'll never be capable of having. Oh... I can't stop thinking about him!!! I've had crushes in the past, this is definetly a crush, but this one feels really different. I wish there was a way I could find out if he has any interest in me at all... Ravenclaw vs. Gryffindor three weeks from tomorrow... thought I'd just keep record of that...
"Mum fell in love with dad at the age of 15," Harry said to himself. "I bet that won't happen to me anytime soon. I don't need it anyway." Mrs. Figg heard that and smiled to herself. She didn't think so. 15 was a wonderful age for things to happen. Passengets continually got off the train at certain places as time passed by. By the time the train reached its last stop, it was just past noon. Mrs. Figg woke up Harry, who had been taking a light nap and both stepped off the train. 'Harry, Godric's Hollow is still a bit farther off, so we're going to have to call for another cab. So sit at that bench there while I make a call, and don't stray," she warned as Harry walked to the bench and sat down.
Having nothing to do, Harry decided to look around at everything around him. The first thing he noticed was the landscape. London was a gigantic, bustling city. This area was the opposite. Far ahead was a range of forested hills. Since it was still mid-summer, the hills were a lively green and the sunlight added to the effect of the sight. The town itself wasn't bad, probably half the size of Surrey, whcih wasn't a big suburb at all. It was overall relaxing. While savoring everything around him, Mrs. Figg returned from her phone call. 'The phone's not even working and I can't find anywhere to rent a car around here, I guess we'll just have to walk.Let's get a drink before continuing on, shall we?"
As both entered a nearby restuarant, Harry saw someone familiar outside in the form of a black shaggy dog. 'hi, Snuffles," remembering what name Sirius told Harry to use in public. 'This restuarant won't let you inside?" With a whimper and shake of his head, Harry said," I'll get you something to eat then," but Sirius shook his head. Harry was confused for a moment until Remus Lupin walked out of the restuant. He winked at Harry as he took food out of a bag and set it in front of Sirius, who started eating. "Harry, you can stay here. I'll just buy the food and drinks myself," Mrs. Figg said, beaming at the small reunion. If only James were still alive and Peter weren't a traitor to us all, she thought.
"I thought you worked at a cab company ub London," Harry started to Lupin. With a smile on his face, "The Ministry sent me an owl half an hour ago, saying they wanted me to accompany Mrs. Figg and yourself. So, I apparated to this town and waited a bit. I found, ahem, Snuffles here, and I thought I'd go in to buy something for both of us. Oh, and I just work there whenever I can. That makes it hard to get money, but I don't mind at all." Harry diverted his attention to Sirius. " Will you be transforming once we're in Godric's Hollow, Snuffles?" Sirius nodded as if he were saying yes.
Mrs. Figg then came out with food and drinks for Harry and herself. For an hour, the four of them sat outside the restuarant silently eating their food. Once they were done, they continued with their journey to Godrics Hollow through a small path leading up to the hills Harry had just been looking at some time before. The dusty path then became a rocky road in a cheerful scene. Lively, colorful wildflowers were along the road and Mrs. Figg paused to pick some. Harry and Lupin were very amused at the sight. Mrs. Figg defended herself by saing, "Oh come on, we need something fresh and lively to bring on this long trip."
There's still a mile and a half left." Mrs. Figg walked back onto the road and took the lead. Half an hour later, Remus began to complain that he wasn't feeling well. "I think I'm coming down with a bad case of heatstroke," he said, groaning. "Are you not a wizard? Nobody's around, transfigure something into a hat," Mrs. Figg scolded. "Good idea, but I wish we could just disapparate and have Harry use Floo Powder at the next house we pass by," Lupin returned, just like a child. Harry couldn't hold himself in any longer. He let out a snort of laughter whcih Mrs. Figg joined in. Srius, since he was still in his Animagi form, was barking and wagging his tail as if joining in the fun.
Embarrassed, Remus took a stone from along the side of the road and transfigured it into a white floppy hat. After securin the strings, he grinned and said, 'Now I'm really ready." Harry started laughing due to the tone of Remus' voice. He keeled to the ground and his parents' journals fell out of a bookbag he had put them in when he got out of the train station. Remus' eyes widened at the sight of the journals and picked both of them with great reverence. Harry motioned Mrs. Figg to take care of a cut he got from some shart stone he fell on. Once that was over, Harry saw Remus admiring the journal curiously.
As if in a trance-like state, Remus said, " I remember seeing these journals. James was so embarassed when he wasn't fast enough to hide his journal from Sirius, Peter and I. I think, if I remember correctly, that happened aroudn Christmas time, and he shut himself in the dormitory for three days!" He smiled to himself, thinking about Hogwarts. Snapping out of his reverie, Lupin then said, 'But things have changed so much since those times. It's sad some things don't last forever." Giving the journals back to Harry, Lupin contnued," Hogwarts was the best time I ever had in my lifetime. As I was once your professor, take this piece of advice: Don't take your remaining years at Hogwarts for granted."
Then Harry thought of something fifteen minutes later after putting the journals away. He jogged up to get beside Remus. 'Er- Professor Lupin- well you're not a professor anymore- erm, what should I call you now?" Lupin smiled. "You resemble your father so much than what I originally thought. Call me Remus, then." Mrs. Figg was looking at a map, and made an announcement. "We're here!"