The Wisdom to Know the Difference
God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,
The courage to change the things I can,
And the wisdom to know the difference
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Okay, this will most likely be a boring transitional chapter, but hey, they're necessary. We can't just have Harry appear at the Weasley house, no matter how much we want him to. I don't hold much hope for the quality for this chapter, but I will let you be the judge. This is going to pick up right where chapter four left off. There is also a conversation from The Fellowship of the Ring (you must read that trilogy, it changed my life!). I feel bad copying parts of it, but it fit so well! A cookie for anyone who can find it! Ready? Here we go!
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Harry held on to Sirius for a long time. Sirius was his anchor, his hope. Maybe if he just held on to Sirius, everything would be okay. Sirius would protect him from everything. But deep down Harry knew he was just trying to delay the inevitable. He would have to face the world, a world that largely viewed him as unstable and still suspected him for Cedric's murder. A world full of Draco Malfoys and Minister Fudge's. But it was also a world that had his friends, Ron, Hermione, Dumbledore, Sirius, and all of the Weasleys. They would be there, they would help hold him up when he was weak. It would be hard, but the world is full of hard things. No matter how much he didn't want to do it, it had to be done.
As soon as Harry accepted this, he felt a large part of his guilt melt away. But not all. Weeks of fear and doubt had left a deep vine of guilt and despair inside of him, but even with the top snapped off, the roots were deep. Only time and his friends would rid it entirely.
Sirius spoke up, "I'm glad you're okay, Harry," with an intuitiveness unlike him. Harry knew that Sirius was glad he was okay not only physically, but also emotionally and mentally. For the most part. He didn't expect all wounds to be washed away immediately, and Harry would still have problems talking about that night with other people, even his closest friends. Sirius hoped that during his visit to the Weasleys, Harry would be able to share some of what had happened, and lighten his burden. Harry still had to face a scary world where Voldemort was back and hunting for him. The years ahead would be filled with fear, pain and doubt. But, if Sirius had anything to say about it, they would also have some happiness and pleasure. Harry deserved that more than anyone else he knew. Voicing part of what he was thinking, Harry said softly,
"I wish we didn't have to live in a time like this. I wish all of this had never happened."
"So do all who are alive during times like these. But it doesn't do us any good to wish that it hadn't happened. What counts is what we do with the time we have." The Harry whispered very softly, so quietly that Sirius almost didn't hear it,
"Sometimes I am afraid I have much less time than most other people." In the silence that followed, Sirius could hear his heart break. He must choose his words carefully, because of the importance they had for the boy.
"Harry. Oh, Harry don't ever say that. That is just what Voldemort wants you to think. Everyone is trying very had to keep you safe. I will protect you. Dumbledore will protect you. As long as you have us, you needn't fear." Sirius wanted so much to say, "I promise I won't let anything happen to you", but he knew the fatality of such promises. The last time he had said something like that had been to James... "I promise, James, it will be safe. Just switch Secret Keepers. You know I won't let anything happen to you..." Never again did Sirius promise something like that. He never would. It only led to false security and heartbreak. Harry looked up at Sirius and said,
"Thank you." Very simple words, but Sirius knew that Harry meant them with all his heart.
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For the rest of the day, Sirius and Harry talked about everything and nothing. They talked about Harry's parents, which was kind of painful in a happy way. They shared stories of pranks and Sirius childhood. The hours slipped away, and Mrs. Figg came in at one point with some lunch, and left again quickly. Harry wanted so much to question Sirius about her, but he that now was not the time. At dusk, Harry knew that it was time to go. Sirius led him to the door, and after an awkward moment, bent down in a fierce hug. Right before they pulled away, Sirius whispered in Harry's ear,
"Owl me often, okay? I am at Remus'. And I think you might be able to visit the Weasley's for a few days at the end of summer..." With that he turned away abruptly and went back into house, hoping Harry didn't see his tears. Harry was left for a short walk alone back to Privet drive and just the memories of a day with his godfather.
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Okay, I know it's short, but two updates in one day is pretty good. And next chapter will be the Weasley's! Yay! I didn't like this chapter very much, it was just trying to wrap a few things up... I don't think I got Sirius down very good, he seems a bit hard to believe...ugh...I will just hide now...
Okay, I have a question. What on earth is a Harry Potter author fic? Can someone please tell me? I have no idea....
Ariel- thank you, thank you! That is exactly what I am trying for! No deep plot or action, just a simple emotional analyzing (is that right?) fic. Ron's reaction is my favorite scene to...
Mayleesa- thanks! I am trying to update fast. I hope I'm not spoiling you guys...
Storyspindler- heh, good avice. *Balizabeth looks around nervously, trying to see if anyone realized how dense she was being...I think no one saw..whew* Thanks for the kindness!
As for the rest of you rascals, *hehehe, I like that word* review! Come one, give Balizabeth some confidence! Love ya!
Balizabeth
God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,
The courage to change the things I can,
And the wisdom to know the difference
*
Okay, this will most likely be a boring transitional chapter, but hey, they're necessary. We can't just have Harry appear at the Weasley house, no matter how much we want him to. I don't hold much hope for the quality for this chapter, but I will let you be the judge. This is going to pick up right where chapter four left off. There is also a conversation from The Fellowship of the Ring (you must read that trilogy, it changed my life!). I feel bad copying parts of it, but it fit so well! A cookie for anyone who can find it! Ready? Here we go!
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Harry held on to Sirius for a long time. Sirius was his anchor, his hope. Maybe if he just held on to Sirius, everything would be okay. Sirius would protect him from everything. But deep down Harry knew he was just trying to delay the inevitable. He would have to face the world, a world that largely viewed him as unstable and still suspected him for Cedric's murder. A world full of Draco Malfoys and Minister Fudge's. But it was also a world that had his friends, Ron, Hermione, Dumbledore, Sirius, and all of the Weasleys. They would be there, they would help hold him up when he was weak. It would be hard, but the world is full of hard things. No matter how much he didn't want to do it, it had to be done.
As soon as Harry accepted this, he felt a large part of his guilt melt away. But not all. Weeks of fear and doubt had left a deep vine of guilt and despair inside of him, but even with the top snapped off, the roots were deep. Only time and his friends would rid it entirely.
Sirius spoke up, "I'm glad you're okay, Harry," with an intuitiveness unlike him. Harry knew that Sirius was glad he was okay not only physically, but also emotionally and mentally. For the most part. He didn't expect all wounds to be washed away immediately, and Harry would still have problems talking about that night with other people, even his closest friends. Sirius hoped that during his visit to the Weasleys, Harry would be able to share some of what had happened, and lighten his burden. Harry still had to face a scary world where Voldemort was back and hunting for him. The years ahead would be filled with fear, pain and doubt. But, if Sirius had anything to say about it, they would also have some happiness and pleasure. Harry deserved that more than anyone else he knew. Voicing part of what he was thinking, Harry said softly,
"I wish we didn't have to live in a time like this. I wish all of this had never happened."
"So do all who are alive during times like these. But it doesn't do us any good to wish that it hadn't happened. What counts is what we do with the time we have." The Harry whispered very softly, so quietly that Sirius almost didn't hear it,
"Sometimes I am afraid I have much less time than most other people." In the silence that followed, Sirius could hear his heart break. He must choose his words carefully, because of the importance they had for the boy.
"Harry. Oh, Harry don't ever say that. That is just what Voldemort wants you to think. Everyone is trying very had to keep you safe. I will protect you. Dumbledore will protect you. As long as you have us, you needn't fear." Sirius wanted so much to say, "I promise I won't let anything happen to you", but he knew the fatality of such promises. The last time he had said something like that had been to James... "I promise, James, it will be safe. Just switch Secret Keepers. You know I won't let anything happen to you..." Never again did Sirius promise something like that. He never would. It only led to false security and heartbreak. Harry looked up at Sirius and said,
"Thank you." Very simple words, but Sirius knew that Harry meant them with all his heart.
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For the rest of the day, Sirius and Harry talked about everything and nothing. They talked about Harry's parents, which was kind of painful in a happy way. They shared stories of pranks and Sirius childhood. The hours slipped away, and Mrs. Figg came in at one point with some lunch, and left again quickly. Harry wanted so much to question Sirius about her, but he that now was not the time. At dusk, Harry knew that it was time to go. Sirius led him to the door, and after an awkward moment, bent down in a fierce hug. Right before they pulled away, Sirius whispered in Harry's ear,
"Owl me often, okay? I am at Remus'. And I think you might be able to visit the Weasley's for a few days at the end of summer..." With that he turned away abruptly and went back into house, hoping Harry didn't see his tears. Harry was left for a short walk alone back to Privet drive and just the memories of a day with his godfather.
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Okay, I know it's short, but two updates in one day is pretty good. And next chapter will be the Weasley's! Yay! I didn't like this chapter very much, it was just trying to wrap a few things up... I don't think I got Sirius down very good, he seems a bit hard to believe...ugh...I will just hide now...
Okay, I have a question. What on earth is a Harry Potter author fic? Can someone please tell me? I have no idea....
Ariel- thank you, thank you! That is exactly what I am trying for! No deep plot or action, just a simple emotional analyzing (is that right?) fic. Ron's reaction is my favorite scene to...
Mayleesa- thanks! I am trying to update fast. I hope I'm not spoiling you guys...
Storyspindler- heh, good avice. *Balizabeth looks around nervously, trying to see if anyone realized how dense she was being...I think no one saw..whew* Thanks for the kindness!
As for the rest of you rascals, *hehehe, I like that word* review! Come one, give Balizabeth some confidence! Love ya!
Balizabeth