By Admiral Albia
In which Harry visits Remus and makes some friends...
Disclaimer; I own nothing except the plot and any characters you don't recognize from the books. It's very simple.
My heartfelt gratitude to Caitlin Black. A better beta-reader I could not ask for.
Chapter 2; Moony, Padfoot and Families
When Harry got off the train at Platform 9 3/4,
he was both gratified and relieved to see Remus there waiting for him.
There were also two children, both about his own age, with him; a boy and
a girl. The boy had a fading black eye and quite a few bruises. Both had
brown hair and eyes, and Harry guessed them to be Remus' niece and nephew,
Paul and Anna.
"Harry!" Remus waved. "Are you all right with that
trunk? Here, let me help you." He levitated the trunk onto a trolley and
set off. "You haven't met my niece and nephew before, have you? This is
Paul and that's Anna." The kids looked at Harry shyly, but excitedly because
he was the Harry Potter, and Harry gave them a weak wave. "Kids,
this is Harry."
"Um... hi," Harry said, somewhat flustered by the
speed of things. Remus had never struck him as this impatient before.
"Bye, Harry!" He heard two voices yell, and he turned
round to wave goodbye to Ron and Hermione.
"Bye! Is he always like this?" He added to the twins.
"No, he's just in a rush," Anna said. "He wants
to get out before the crush for the gates starts. Are you coming to the
WMI next term?"
"Yeah. Are you going to Hogwarts?"
"Nope." Paul sounded more than a little relieved.
"Oddly enough, no-one in Omnibus is. Or Lumpit. It's all the Ratatouilles
and Hell's Angels..."
"Huh?"
"The four houses at the WMI are Omnibus, Lucet,
Ratstam and Handenburg," Anna said, "Paul's just being stupid. Like he
was when he decided to take on Murdock one-handed with all the Lumpitians
watching..." She glared at her brother.
"He started it! Called Indus a newchanger and a
mongrel and God knows what else..."
"But you didn't need to throttle him, Paul," Remus
said over his shoulder. "You could have just settled for a punch."
"He doesn't deserve to live," Paul muttered.
"Hi, Harry!"
"Um... hi, Neville. What are you doing here?"
"I live here."
"Oh. Of course."
"Where do you two know each other from then?" Paul asked, sounding surprised.
"School," Neville said.
"Oh. Duh. You coming to the WMI next term, Neville?"
"Yeah," Neville said gloomily. Then, in response to a yell from inside the house, he called, "Coming, Gran!" and ran in.
"Tomorrow?" Anna frowned. "That's when Mona and Indus come."
"They're coming in the morning, we could come up later in the day," Paul said.
"Or, you could not come at all. Harry, do you want to help Sirius sort himself out?" Harry jumped.
"Oh... yes, please."
"Then we'll come," Anna said. "Mona'll only want to sneak into your personal stuff, otherwise. She's got a thing about Harry Potter..." Harry groaned.
"It's not half as bad as you'd think," Paul said reassuringly. "Once she gets used to you being around, she should stop hero-worshipping you. Should."
"It can't be any worse than Dobby, Harry," Remus added, which did little to reassure Harry.
"Oh... looking at my family tree. Do you know one of my ancestors was called Fido?"
Fido Black? Weird. What did he get convicted for?
"No idea. And then my paternal great-aunt A/n; father's aunt> was called Spaniella... why does every single member of my family have a name relating to a dog? Look! Rottweiler Black!"
I'd say you got off lightly.
"Only `cos we're running out of names. And every single one of them graduated from Durmstrang, had an ebony wand, engaged in the Dark Arts, got arrested..."
Oooh, a rut. And you've only got two out of four...
"Thank God." Sirius picked up his wand - which, according to tradition, was ebony - and sent the family tree neatly into a cupboard. "I'm beginning to get a sneaky suspicion that I know where the phrase `a dog's life` comes from." Tkaa slithered onto the table.
So. What are you going to call your kids then?
"I'm not going to have any kids. Simplest way out."
Oh, come on, you and Emilily... wake up and smell the pheromones!
"Tkaa!"
I'm serious, Sirius. A/n; my apologies. I've been desperate to put that one in for the whole series... now that I have, I promise I never will again. Promise.>
"You are sick."
Face it, you're in love.
"I am not in love!"
This tongue don't lie. You're in love.
"OK, OK, I'm in love. Now will you shut up?
Just wait till I tell Harry...
Sirius hurled his ancient copy of Animagus in Five Years at the snake, who dodged it.
What's this I hear? Binary stuck her head in through the window. Sirius and Emilily are in love?
"Aaargh," Sirius commented calmly.
Yep, Tkaa said.
Cool. The unicorn's head withdrew. Hey everyone! Sirius is in love with Emilily! A cacophony of noise greeted this, such as might be made by nigh on fifty different species of animal laughing. This was largely because it was fifty different species of animal laughing. Sirius went bright red. Binary's head reappeared.
She'd be good for you, the unicorn said. You need someone of your own species. The closest human friend you've got is Remus, and he lives down in the village.
"Since when was Remus the same species as me? Me human. Him werewolf. Anyway, he's coming up tomorrow. So're Emilily and Mike.
Harry grinned as he fumbled in his trunk for his uniform. It looked like this was going to be a pretty good holiday.Harry -
Message from Lily; you are NOT to wear any of those `grotty old cast-offs` a moment longer.
In other words, stick your school uniform on. I think she wants to take you clothes shopping at some point.
"Right. Um..." It was at this moment that an owl entered through the window and dropped an envelope onto Paul's head. He looked at it. A/n; the letter, not the owl.>
"Oh, for crying out loud... he's coming over today, can't he wait? It's from Indus," he added for Harry's benefit. "Oi! Anna! Letter from Indus! Addressed to `the twins`, so hurry up!" The door opened and Anna came in. Like Paul, she was wearing robes; but where Paul's were blue, Anna's were beige with green round the neck and cuffs.
"Couldn't he wait?" she said crossly. "I'm still trying to fit two camp-beds into our room while allowing us to get to the wardrobe."
"Lessee... ah, that says a lot." Paul began to read the letter. "Paul, Anna, found this joke in a book somewhere and had to share it. I know I'm coming later but this is just too good. Read and see."
"Go on then," Anna said.
"I am. Right. Sherlock Holmes and Doctor Watson went on a camping trip. In the middle of the night Holmes awoke and nudged his faithful friend. `Watson, look up at the sky and tell me what you see...`
"Watson replied, `I see millions and millions of stars.` `What does that tell you Watson?` `Well... astronomically, it tells me that there are millions of galaxies and potentially billions of planets. Horologically, I deduce that the time is approximately a quarter past three. Meteorologically, I suspect that we will have a beautiful day tomorrow. Why, what does it tell you?` Holmes was silent for a moment, then spoke...
`Watson, someone has stolen our tent.`" Harry couldn't help it; he snorted into his breakfast and nearly did `the nose-trick`.
"Just one thing..." Anna said.
"Mm?"
"Who the hell are Sherlock Holmes and Doctor Watson?"
"They're famous fictional detectives," Harry said. "Muggle ones."
"That makes sense," Paul said, "considering Indus is half-blood. Ah well. Live and learn."
A/n; Only one more chapter to do before they actually go to the WMI, I'm sorry but this mindless banter conceals some very important plot details. Lily, James, Voldie and mean ol' Wormtail come in soon, plus Sirius' most hated song in the world... and his favourite woman in the world ;-)
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Oh yeah...thanks very much to everyone who told me what Goyle's first name is =) Gregory... eeeew!
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