The sun rose high over Hogwarts castle on the first day of classes. It was
a Friday, so they would be able to relax after the first day.
James opened his eyes and quietly got out of bed. He noticed that the two new beds, where the Grangers were meant to be sleeping, still had their curtains drawn.
"Finally James." Sirius said in a whisper. He, Peter and Remus were already up. "Man, them Grangers sure know how to sleep in." He added, casting a look at both beds, which were eerily silent.
"Maybe we should wake them up." Peter suggested in a whisper. James, Sirius and Remus all went to the first bed, the one closest to the middle of the room, and they pulled open the curtains slowly.
"What?" Remus gasped. "I could have sworn he was there." It was Draco's bed, and it was quite decidedly empty.
"So is Harry's." Sirius said once he's checked their beds. It was rather late, breakfast would have almost started, and the Marauders quickly got dressed.
The Common Room was busy when they got down there. People were talking about what they had done on the holidays, and swapping the latest rumors, many which were about Harry being a Death Eater.
"Let's get to breakfast." Peter said rubbing his stomach. Soon all the Gryffindor's had left the Common Room and were down at breakfast, everyone but Harry. James noticed.
"Hello Draco." He said sitting down next to the blonde haired boy who appeared to be scowling at thin air. "Where's your cousin, Harry?"
"Huh? Oh, I'm not sure. I wouldn't worry though." He said and went back to staring at nothing. The Marauders gave each other looks before Sirius ventured on.
"Why did you get up so early? I was up at four thirty and both you and Harry must have been asleep then." He said suspiciously.
"Harry's not in the dorm?" Draco asked a little bit surprised. "Oh, well I was just down by the lake terrorizing the squid as it had terrorized me yesterday."
"Draco."
The Marauders and Draco looked up to the smiling but concerned face of Professor Little.
"Where's Harry?"
"I don't know." Draco shrugged. "Probably out for a run or something."
"OK. Well when you see him tell him I have to have a word."
"Will do."
Professor Little left and Draco shook his head in a manner that clearly stated, 'why me'.
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Harry loved to run in the morning. It was an extremely good way to clear his mind. His favorite form to run in was his dog form. It wasn't too big, but could run extremely fast when he desired.
At the present moment a large, completely black, shaggy dog was running through the forbidden forest, towards the castle, this dog was late for a very important date. breakfast.
The dog's bright green eyes glinted in the sun as he freed himself from the tangle of trees and ran towards the front doors of the magnificent castle, Hogwarts.
Looking around to make sure he wasn't being watched, the dog quickly turned back into a human. Harry Potter.
Harry groaned as he reached the Great Hall and found them empty. He was glad, though, that his first lesson was Defense (he'd gotten his timetable early) and he wouldn't get in trouble for being too late.
He ran as quickly as he could towards the Defense room, where he opened the door. "Sorry I'm late Professor Little." He said.
All eyes were turned towards his crumpled school robes and sweaty forehead. He saw the Marauders, Lily and Snape looking at him suspiciously, but he ignored them and went to take his seat, on the opposite side of the room to Draco, thankfully.
"Now that Mr. Granger is here I believe we can start." Sirius said with a twinkle in his eye as he looked at Harry, even if it was mingled with a little concern. "Today we will be learning the Patronus, can anyone tell me what it is?"
Four hands rose. Remus, Lily, Draco and Harry.
"Very good. More than I expected." Harry almost laughed, he would have expected exactly that many, as he himself had been in the same class. "Miss Evans will you kindly tell us what you know?"
"A Patronus is used to drive away a Dementor." Lily said and Harry's heart lifted at the sound of his mother's voice, luckily this time it wasn't a screaming voice, or an echo, it was real.
"Very good. Remus, do you have anything to add?" He addressed Remus who nodded and continued.
"Depending on how powerful the spell is, the Dementor can either be driven away or vanish entirely. It is also silver in colour and misty."
"Very good as well. Draco, what do you have to add?"
"A Patronus is driven by a happy memory, the happier the memory the more powerful the Patronus will be. It takes the shape of what someone trusts most with their life, or it can even come out as a guardian, after all, Expecto means to expel, and Patronus means guardian. So to expel a guardian." Draco said in a flourish. Well, there really wasn't anything Harry could add to that was there?
"Alright, I think that just about covers it." Sirius said with a smile. "Now, does anyone think they can perform a Patronus, if you can't, don't worry because I cant even do it."
No one raised his or her hands. Harry's heart sank. He had promised Sirius if no one else could do it he would demonstrate, there was only one little problem. His father would surely know that his animagus and Harry's Patronus were one and the same. Slowly, hesitantly, Harry raised his hand. To say the least, everyone, apart from Draco and Sirius, was shocked.
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People were all looking at the boy who wore a cloak, even in class, and shadowed his face. No one had ever seen his face, well apart from Draco and the Professor. James too, was shocked. He had known this boy was powerful, dangerously so, when he had made an entrance the night before, but he didn't think he'd be able to out do the Professor.
"Harry? Would you come up and demonstrate?" Professor Little asked. James was sure he knew something that the others didn't.
"Okay." Came Harry's low voice from under the hood. He stood up with all eyes on him and moved to the front.
"Would you explain what you're doing as you go, Harry?" The Professor asked.
"Okay. First," he said as he lifted his wand "you've got to get an extremely happy memory in your head, Dementors' strive on death and decay, the glory in destruction and unhappiness, so you have to give them exactly what they don't want." He explained and lifted his wand higher and brought it swishing down. "Now say the spell, keeping your thoughts, 'Expecto Patronum', and that's it."
James didn't hear the last bit; he was staring at the beautiful silver creature in front of him. It was a stag, it prongs walked over the air as it looked around for a challenge. It was James' stag, well very much the same anyway.
Harry took his seat again as the class looked at him with wide eyes. "So, everyone get that? I don't expect you to be able to do it, in fact, you probably wont even learn it in a year."
"Then how did Granger learn it?" Snape asked silkily from his corner. Though James didn't trust Harry, he would have kicked Snape, what a mean way to say that! There must have been a reason he learnt it.
Everyone expected Professor Little to answer, but it was Harry.
"It took me around five months of training to learn it." He said just as silkily as Snape, possibly more so. "Hard training at that as well, once a week of torture as I had to live my worst memories over, and over, and over, and over." Harry's voice lowered to a whisper.
There was silence when someone asked- "What's your happy memory cloak boy?" It was Snape's buddy, Avery Nott.
"My happy memory is exactly that, mine."
Harry's voice held warning and authority, showed that no one should mess with him.
But James was curious, what was Harry's happy memory? It must have been good; he seemed the sort of person to have done a lot of good things, though James didn't know how wrong he was.
"Now people, settle down, thank you for that demonstration Harry." Professor Little said hastily.
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People were chattering excitedly after the lesson. James, Sirius, Remus and Peter, however, weren't quite that excited, they all wanted to know why Prongs was Harry's Patronus. And so they waited, Harry was out of class about five minutes later then everyone else, and when he came out he didn't look too thrilled to see people waiting for him.
"Hello? Can I help you?" He asked unemotionally. James tried to discern the features under the hood, his attempts were in vain however, as Harry shifted slightly and his face shadowed itself even more.
"Why don't you ever take your hood off?" Peter blurted out. "Are you a wanted criminal?"
If James could see under the cloak, he would have been sure Harry was glaring, but he just answered once again unemotionally.
"I don't take my hood off because I don't want to. I don't need people asking me about certain things, and I most certainly don't need you trying to squeeze the answers out of me, you wont get them."
He drifted down the Hall, his robes swirling around him.
James, Remus and Sirius ran after him, but Peter didn't he was too busy cowering on the wall.
"Harry slow down." Sirius panted as Harry quickened his pace. "Where were you this morning? We were worried." He lied.
"I was out."
"What's your happy memory?" James asked and Harry faltered in his usually perfect stepping.
"I-I. It's nothing. It's mine and mine alone." He stuttered and James was taken aback. That stuttering didn't really suit Harry, and through the whole lesson when people asked the same question, he hadn't stuttered once. Harry disappeared around a corner.
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Harry came to an abrupt stop. Well actually, he had come to a halt and fall. He looked up to see who had knocked him down . it was Lily Evans.
Harry paled as his hood almost fell off; he quickly cast a wandless charm to keep it in place.
"I'm so sorry, Harry!" She exclaimed. "I just wanted to say, that was an excellent Patronus, and even some of the best wizards can't do it!"
"Uh. t-thanks for that, Lily." Harry stuttered. He really liked being around James and Lily, even though he knew James didn't like him. The thing was, he had to make himself as emotionless as possible so he didn't start spluttering secrets and crying on their shoulders.
"Well, I've got to be off. I've got Arithmancy, see you."
"Bye" Harry called as Lily disappeared around a corner. Draco would be in her Arithmancy class, while Harry, unfortunately had to protect James in Divination.
By the time Harry got to the top of the tower he was rather exhausted, he hadn't fully recovered from a few months ago .
*Flashback* It was about half a month until school was out, and Harry could feel something evil in the air. Something wasn't right.
"Ah, hello Mr. Potter, I see you unknowingly came to the right spot." A voice taunted. Harry turned around, how did someone evil get into Hogwarts? It was Peter Pettigrew; he seemed to have gained a lot more confidence lately.
"What do you want Wormtail?" Harry asked icily. He could see the little rat scrounging around for something in his pocket. Harry was too busy looking at his pocket to notice what was going on with his face when he lunged forward.
Harry didn't have time to register what was going on as one strong, silver hand was wrapped around his neck, cutting off his air and he was becoming rather lightheaded. A sharp pain in his left shoulder drew his attention to the blood that was pouring down his clothes where a knife was stuck in. Peter Pettigrew disappeared around a corner as Harry's world went black.
Later they had found that the blade was poisoned and Madame Pomfrey had given him everything she could think of, but he had not been able to run too far in his human form since that night.
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"Are you alright?"
Harry jumped and turned around. James and Sirius had just gotten there.
"Fine." Harry answered, once again an unemotional shell. "Just bloody brilliant." He added, he was doing a good job of hiding his exhaustion.
"Are you sure?" James asked.
"I am fine." Harry said forcefully as he climbed the ladder to Trelawney's room; well, what would be Trelawney's room in another 10 years or so.
"Welcome children." Said a man, he sounded quite gay, in fact. "Please take a seat."
Harry sat on a pouf near the back and next to a small girl, she was skinny and looked a lot like Trelawney, Harry noticed she was wearing a hufflepuff scarf.
"Hello." She said kindly to him. "Don't you just love divination? I think it's marvelous!"
"Umm. yeah." Harry said uncertainly as the teacher started talking again and 'Trelawney' sat straight in her seat, bespectacled eyes glittering in the firelight.
"Now children, today we will be studying tea leaves, revision. Don't you just love it?" He said gaily. "By the way Mr. Granger, my name is Professor Karter."
"Thanks." Harry said and he grabbed a teacup.
"Would you like to work with me?" The girl asked. "My name is Sybil Trelawney." She introduced herself. Harry shook her hand with dread. "Ok then." He gulped.
"Cool." Sybil said excitedly. "Let's go! Me first!" She grabbed Harry's cup and looked at it excitedly. Harry gazed around the room. It was stuffy, just like when Trelawney was here, well, will be here. But now, the colour scheme was rather doubtful, it was pinks and purple's, rather gay in Harry's opinion.
Looking around Harry caught James eye. Why on earth would James be looking at him? Then again, a lot of people did as he always wore his cloak. James couldn't see Harry's eyes though, so it was basically Harry caught James eye, but he didn't know. anyway, back to the story.
"Oh dear?" Sybil gasped and Harry looked at her, eyebrows raised, as she spun the cup. Apparently her loud shriek had reached everyone and quite a few people had come to crowd around.
"It's the Grim!" She said dramatically.
"It always is." Harry said unemotionally, causing the others to look at him. "What? I'm going to die someday, my friend, the grim, just wants it to speed up." He added in the same emotionless tone.
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James opened his eyes and quietly got out of bed. He noticed that the two new beds, where the Grangers were meant to be sleeping, still had their curtains drawn.
"Finally James." Sirius said in a whisper. He, Peter and Remus were already up. "Man, them Grangers sure know how to sleep in." He added, casting a look at both beds, which were eerily silent.
"Maybe we should wake them up." Peter suggested in a whisper. James, Sirius and Remus all went to the first bed, the one closest to the middle of the room, and they pulled open the curtains slowly.
"What?" Remus gasped. "I could have sworn he was there." It was Draco's bed, and it was quite decidedly empty.
"So is Harry's." Sirius said once he's checked their beds. It was rather late, breakfast would have almost started, and the Marauders quickly got dressed.
The Common Room was busy when they got down there. People were talking about what they had done on the holidays, and swapping the latest rumors, many which were about Harry being a Death Eater.
"Let's get to breakfast." Peter said rubbing his stomach. Soon all the Gryffindor's had left the Common Room and were down at breakfast, everyone but Harry. James noticed.
"Hello Draco." He said sitting down next to the blonde haired boy who appeared to be scowling at thin air. "Where's your cousin, Harry?"
"Huh? Oh, I'm not sure. I wouldn't worry though." He said and went back to staring at nothing. The Marauders gave each other looks before Sirius ventured on.
"Why did you get up so early? I was up at four thirty and both you and Harry must have been asleep then." He said suspiciously.
"Harry's not in the dorm?" Draco asked a little bit surprised. "Oh, well I was just down by the lake terrorizing the squid as it had terrorized me yesterday."
"Draco."
The Marauders and Draco looked up to the smiling but concerned face of Professor Little.
"Where's Harry?"
"I don't know." Draco shrugged. "Probably out for a run or something."
"OK. Well when you see him tell him I have to have a word."
"Will do."
Professor Little left and Draco shook his head in a manner that clearly stated, 'why me'.
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Harry loved to run in the morning. It was an extremely good way to clear his mind. His favorite form to run in was his dog form. It wasn't too big, but could run extremely fast when he desired.
At the present moment a large, completely black, shaggy dog was running through the forbidden forest, towards the castle, this dog was late for a very important date. breakfast.
The dog's bright green eyes glinted in the sun as he freed himself from the tangle of trees and ran towards the front doors of the magnificent castle, Hogwarts.
Looking around to make sure he wasn't being watched, the dog quickly turned back into a human. Harry Potter.
Harry groaned as he reached the Great Hall and found them empty. He was glad, though, that his first lesson was Defense (he'd gotten his timetable early) and he wouldn't get in trouble for being too late.
He ran as quickly as he could towards the Defense room, where he opened the door. "Sorry I'm late Professor Little." He said.
All eyes were turned towards his crumpled school robes and sweaty forehead. He saw the Marauders, Lily and Snape looking at him suspiciously, but he ignored them and went to take his seat, on the opposite side of the room to Draco, thankfully.
"Now that Mr. Granger is here I believe we can start." Sirius said with a twinkle in his eye as he looked at Harry, even if it was mingled with a little concern. "Today we will be learning the Patronus, can anyone tell me what it is?"
Four hands rose. Remus, Lily, Draco and Harry.
"Very good. More than I expected." Harry almost laughed, he would have expected exactly that many, as he himself had been in the same class. "Miss Evans will you kindly tell us what you know?"
"A Patronus is used to drive away a Dementor." Lily said and Harry's heart lifted at the sound of his mother's voice, luckily this time it wasn't a screaming voice, or an echo, it was real.
"Very good. Remus, do you have anything to add?" He addressed Remus who nodded and continued.
"Depending on how powerful the spell is, the Dementor can either be driven away or vanish entirely. It is also silver in colour and misty."
"Very good as well. Draco, what do you have to add?"
"A Patronus is driven by a happy memory, the happier the memory the more powerful the Patronus will be. It takes the shape of what someone trusts most with their life, or it can even come out as a guardian, after all, Expecto means to expel, and Patronus means guardian. So to expel a guardian." Draco said in a flourish. Well, there really wasn't anything Harry could add to that was there?
"Alright, I think that just about covers it." Sirius said with a smile. "Now, does anyone think they can perform a Patronus, if you can't, don't worry because I cant even do it."
No one raised his or her hands. Harry's heart sank. He had promised Sirius if no one else could do it he would demonstrate, there was only one little problem. His father would surely know that his animagus and Harry's Patronus were one and the same. Slowly, hesitantly, Harry raised his hand. To say the least, everyone, apart from Draco and Sirius, was shocked.
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People were all looking at the boy who wore a cloak, even in class, and shadowed his face. No one had ever seen his face, well apart from Draco and the Professor. James too, was shocked. He had known this boy was powerful, dangerously so, when he had made an entrance the night before, but he didn't think he'd be able to out do the Professor.
"Harry? Would you come up and demonstrate?" Professor Little asked. James was sure he knew something that the others didn't.
"Okay." Came Harry's low voice from under the hood. He stood up with all eyes on him and moved to the front.
"Would you explain what you're doing as you go, Harry?" The Professor asked.
"Okay. First," he said as he lifted his wand "you've got to get an extremely happy memory in your head, Dementors' strive on death and decay, the glory in destruction and unhappiness, so you have to give them exactly what they don't want." He explained and lifted his wand higher and brought it swishing down. "Now say the spell, keeping your thoughts, 'Expecto Patronum', and that's it."
James didn't hear the last bit; he was staring at the beautiful silver creature in front of him. It was a stag, it prongs walked over the air as it looked around for a challenge. It was James' stag, well very much the same anyway.
Harry took his seat again as the class looked at him with wide eyes. "So, everyone get that? I don't expect you to be able to do it, in fact, you probably wont even learn it in a year."
"Then how did Granger learn it?" Snape asked silkily from his corner. Though James didn't trust Harry, he would have kicked Snape, what a mean way to say that! There must have been a reason he learnt it.
Everyone expected Professor Little to answer, but it was Harry.
"It took me around five months of training to learn it." He said just as silkily as Snape, possibly more so. "Hard training at that as well, once a week of torture as I had to live my worst memories over, and over, and over, and over." Harry's voice lowered to a whisper.
There was silence when someone asked- "What's your happy memory cloak boy?" It was Snape's buddy, Avery Nott.
"My happy memory is exactly that, mine."
Harry's voice held warning and authority, showed that no one should mess with him.
But James was curious, what was Harry's happy memory? It must have been good; he seemed the sort of person to have done a lot of good things, though James didn't know how wrong he was.
"Now people, settle down, thank you for that demonstration Harry." Professor Little said hastily.
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People were chattering excitedly after the lesson. James, Sirius, Remus and Peter, however, weren't quite that excited, they all wanted to know why Prongs was Harry's Patronus. And so they waited, Harry was out of class about five minutes later then everyone else, and when he came out he didn't look too thrilled to see people waiting for him.
"Hello? Can I help you?" He asked unemotionally. James tried to discern the features under the hood, his attempts were in vain however, as Harry shifted slightly and his face shadowed itself even more.
"Why don't you ever take your hood off?" Peter blurted out. "Are you a wanted criminal?"
If James could see under the cloak, he would have been sure Harry was glaring, but he just answered once again unemotionally.
"I don't take my hood off because I don't want to. I don't need people asking me about certain things, and I most certainly don't need you trying to squeeze the answers out of me, you wont get them."
He drifted down the Hall, his robes swirling around him.
James, Remus and Sirius ran after him, but Peter didn't he was too busy cowering on the wall.
"Harry slow down." Sirius panted as Harry quickened his pace. "Where were you this morning? We were worried." He lied.
"I was out."
"What's your happy memory?" James asked and Harry faltered in his usually perfect stepping.
"I-I. It's nothing. It's mine and mine alone." He stuttered and James was taken aback. That stuttering didn't really suit Harry, and through the whole lesson when people asked the same question, he hadn't stuttered once. Harry disappeared around a corner.
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Harry came to an abrupt stop. Well actually, he had come to a halt and fall. He looked up to see who had knocked him down . it was Lily Evans.
Harry paled as his hood almost fell off; he quickly cast a wandless charm to keep it in place.
"I'm so sorry, Harry!" She exclaimed. "I just wanted to say, that was an excellent Patronus, and even some of the best wizards can't do it!"
"Uh. t-thanks for that, Lily." Harry stuttered. He really liked being around James and Lily, even though he knew James didn't like him. The thing was, he had to make himself as emotionless as possible so he didn't start spluttering secrets and crying on their shoulders.
"Well, I've got to be off. I've got Arithmancy, see you."
"Bye" Harry called as Lily disappeared around a corner. Draco would be in her Arithmancy class, while Harry, unfortunately had to protect James in Divination.
By the time Harry got to the top of the tower he was rather exhausted, he hadn't fully recovered from a few months ago .
*Flashback* It was about half a month until school was out, and Harry could feel something evil in the air. Something wasn't right.
"Ah, hello Mr. Potter, I see you unknowingly came to the right spot." A voice taunted. Harry turned around, how did someone evil get into Hogwarts? It was Peter Pettigrew; he seemed to have gained a lot more confidence lately.
"What do you want Wormtail?" Harry asked icily. He could see the little rat scrounging around for something in his pocket. Harry was too busy looking at his pocket to notice what was going on with his face when he lunged forward.
Harry didn't have time to register what was going on as one strong, silver hand was wrapped around his neck, cutting off his air and he was becoming rather lightheaded. A sharp pain in his left shoulder drew his attention to the blood that was pouring down his clothes where a knife was stuck in. Peter Pettigrew disappeared around a corner as Harry's world went black.
Later they had found that the blade was poisoned and Madame Pomfrey had given him everything she could think of, but he had not been able to run too far in his human form since that night.
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"Are you alright?"
Harry jumped and turned around. James and Sirius had just gotten there.
"Fine." Harry answered, once again an unemotional shell. "Just bloody brilliant." He added, he was doing a good job of hiding his exhaustion.
"Are you sure?" James asked.
"I am fine." Harry said forcefully as he climbed the ladder to Trelawney's room; well, what would be Trelawney's room in another 10 years or so.
"Welcome children." Said a man, he sounded quite gay, in fact. "Please take a seat."
Harry sat on a pouf near the back and next to a small girl, she was skinny and looked a lot like Trelawney, Harry noticed she was wearing a hufflepuff scarf.
"Hello." She said kindly to him. "Don't you just love divination? I think it's marvelous!"
"Umm. yeah." Harry said uncertainly as the teacher started talking again and 'Trelawney' sat straight in her seat, bespectacled eyes glittering in the firelight.
"Now children, today we will be studying tea leaves, revision. Don't you just love it?" He said gaily. "By the way Mr. Granger, my name is Professor Karter."
"Thanks." Harry said and he grabbed a teacup.
"Would you like to work with me?" The girl asked. "My name is Sybil Trelawney." She introduced herself. Harry shook her hand with dread. "Ok then." He gulped.
"Cool." Sybil said excitedly. "Let's go! Me first!" She grabbed Harry's cup and looked at it excitedly. Harry gazed around the room. It was stuffy, just like when Trelawney was here, well, will be here. But now, the colour scheme was rather doubtful, it was pinks and purple's, rather gay in Harry's opinion.
Looking around Harry caught James eye. Why on earth would James be looking at him? Then again, a lot of people did as he always wore his cloak. James couldn't see Harry's eyes though, so it was basically Harry caught James eye, but he didn't know. anyway, back to the story.
"Oh dear?" Sybil gasped and Harry looked at her, eyebrows raised, as she spun the cup. Apparently her loud shriek had reached everyone and quite a few people had come to crowd around.
"It's the Grim!" She said dramatically.
"It always is." Harry said unemotionally, causing the others to look at him. "What? I'm going to die someday, my friend, the grim, just wants it to speed up." He added in the same emotionless tone.
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