For My Loved Ones

CHAPTER 3: Life With Harry

Disclaimer: See Chapter 1

Harry woke up in his bed in the Gryffindor dormitory like always. This morning was different since his godfather and favorite teacher were bunked with him in the same large bed (two beds shifted together). To make things stranger, Harry was on summer break today, yet there he was in Hogwarts again.

[What version of home awaits for me at the end of the day?] Harry thought.

Sirius and Remus were shifting around. It was little uncomfortable since they were all still in their clothes from yesterday. He noticed Remus starting to wake up with the morning light shining off the silver streaks in his hair.

"Morning." Remus replied. Harry just nodded. The two glanced at Sirius. "Better get him up soon or he'll sleep until noontime." He said whispering.

"How do you know?" Harry inquired.

"Experience." He replied simply.

So Remus got up out of bed and Harry stirred Sirius awake ("Urgh...sorry if it's late." Sirius grumbled. "It's only seven." Harry said.) Sirius almost pulled the covers over his head then realized all that happened yesterday. He stumbled out of bed with Harry and noticed their wrinkled clothing. Remus picked up his wand again as Harry put his glasses on again.

"Corrigo." Remus chanted softly as he waved his wand. Suddenly all of the clothes they were wearing were straightened out nicely. Even though Harry seen a great amount of magic before, this little charm made him smile...and almost had Sirius howling with laughter.



"Still know all of the domestic charms, I see." He said while trying to suppress a laughing fit.

"Hush, you. We need to look presentable." Remus said with a hint of embarrassment. He was the only member of the Marauders who took the "Home Sorcery" course when it was offered at Hogwarts. It saved a lot of time. Suddenly a house elf popped up in the room.

"Master Dumbledore says breakfast is in teacher's lounge since the great hall is being cleaned." He said sprightly.

"Tell him we'll be down there as soon as we wash up." Remus replied.

"Master Dumbledore says he can't make breakfast and that Master Lupin should see Master Dumbledore after breakfast. Masters Potter and Black have run of the place until three, then should see Master Dumbledore in his office." He said with a perky attitude, then bounced out of there.

[For having so many masters house-elves are quite gentle] Harry mused.

So after they washed up in the showers Remus guided them to the teachers lounge. It was a very plain room with large fluffy couches and a large round table. On the table was a very large and elegant, formal English Breakfast. It had all the trimmings, muffins, pancakes, sweetmeats, ham, a large teapot full of earl gray, all on very expensive Wedgewood China, and gold utensils ("No silver...that man has all angles covered!" Sirius remarked). Remus then turned to Harry.

"You must be famished after yesterday's events. Being put through such trauma would make anyone sick." Remus said as he sat down.

"How did you know I got sick?" Harry said as he took the north end of the table.

"You smelled like vomit." Remus and Sirius chimed in unison which after a slight pause made them smile. Remnant of a faded era when the two men were almost one person. Despite the vomit reference the three ate breakfast in the very cozy atmosphere.

The plan all three worked out over breakfast was simply that Remus would, legal documents in hand, submit Harry's proposal to Dumbledore. While that was happening, Harry and Sirius would go to the hospital wing to have Harry undergo a magical test then study in the library with the findings of the test in hand. Three o'clock would be zero hour for Sirius and Harry. Just before Remus left for Dumbledore's office he whispered in Sirius' ear.

"Just stay with him and try to make him feel better."

"That bad, huh."

"It's not impossible." Was the last thing Remus said.

Harry was sitting on a bed in the hospital wing with Sirius who had Madame Pomfrey (fully informed of Sirius Black's innocence) give Harry an aether output test. Earth, wind, fire, water and aether were the basic elements of magic that wizards and witches could control by casting spells. Aether was pure spiritual force that all humans muggle or wizarding could produce because it came from the light of the soul. It was also the most important element for magic users because it guided the other four elements in spellcraft and some spells such as Expecto Patronum relied on aether exclusively. Aether also guided special powers that weren't considered spellcraft and charms like telekinesis, transfiguration and clairvoyance which is what Sirius wanted to test Harry for. Harry's active powers were the infamous Parselmouth and seeing the future (sometimes so little in the future though that it could be considered remote viewing) in his dreams. An aether output test would see how much spiritual energy Harry was emitting and if his powers had advanced. Pomfrey was waving a terminated quartz crystal and it was humming with low sound. After waving it over his scar the crystal was emitting a soft blue light.

"Inner Eye fully opened." She murmured. Sirius picked up on this.

Pomfrey then put the crystal away and started to write some documentation on Harry's file. Both Harry and Sirius waited patiently. She then turned to the two.

"Congratulations, Mr. Potter, your powers as a wizard have officially advanced." Madame Pomfrey didn't look up from her papers. "Your soul has increased its aether output and capacity by forty percent from when I last checked you at the beginning of last year." This pleased Harry but he couldn't help but feel like a car upon hearing this.

"With your Inner Eye fully opened, you are now hereby declared an official Clairvoyant produced by Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." This filled Harry with pride. Madame Pomfrey then looked up from her papers and turned to Sirius. "I suggest you try and investigate what manner his power will manifest itself in."

"It's visions, but I'm aware that still leaves some possible methods open."

"You two may go now. If Harry's visions start to overrun his daily life come back here and I'll work with Professor Trelawney to see if we can adjust Harry's Sight. Harry knew she wasn't referring to his glasses.

"Much obliged, madam." Sirius replied as they both left the room.

The two had a long walk to the library and Sirius took this opportunity to explain about Harry's advancement in special power. "The way powers work is that they are intimately connected to your emotions which are produced deep within a person's soul. Anger, fear, rage, sympathy, love and strength are what shape the raw aether that you produce, which is true in regular spells too. An angry Wingardium Leviosa is bound to produce stronger results than a half-assed casting even though both are ruled by the element of wind." Harry nodded at this. "Advancement usually occurs in times of pure bliss or extreme stress. With you just coming off of the Priori Incantatem incident you were primed for this. It almost seems like it was four years in the making. The abandonment must of set you off."

"Yeah, I get what you're saying, but I wasn't angry just really shell- shocked at everything that happened." Said Harry with a tinge of pensiveness.

"Powers are totally shaped by the will of the sorcerer whose soul they were produced from. You could have easily shattered your front door with telekinetic force." As they rounded a corner in the hall Sirius then thought of a question to ask. "Harry when you started to advance you felt sort of out of it right?'

"Lightheadness would be the word."

"What were you thinking of at that moment?"

[I have to be strong now.]

[I'm alone now.]

[No, that not right.]

Those thoughts were running through Harry's mind as Sirius gave him time to respond. The lighter than air feeling in his mind didn't start at that part though. As they neared the hallway which lead to the library Harry started to get a very shy look upon him. It's suddenly came to him when his power advanced.

[I wish I knew if he is safe or not]

[Letters aren't enough.]

[I feel alone.]

[I want him in my life.]

[I want to see tomorrow with him.]

[I WANT TO SEE TOMORROW WITH HIM.]

The last thought hammered in Harry's mind. Now he had really done it! He could have been able start fires, read thoughts in other people's minds, even move objects with his own mind and all he wanted to do was see tomorrow with his godfather.

Harry chided himself. He had gotten his wish, and wasn't seeing the future and possibly the truth about matters the most desired and sought after ability in the wizarding world? The preface to his divination book said so. Harry phrased his next words very carefully. Schmaltz would be flowing freely in the next few minutes but Harry felt Sirius needed a hit before three o'clock came around.

"I felt alone." Harry stated almost reverently "I thought it would be nice to spend every day with you." The two stopped walking. "I...I...wanted to know what the next day would be like...with you." He squeaked. "Then I went downstairs and had the vision of the little house in the woods where you were." Harry noticed his godfather's eyes widening. "And it felt like everything was going to be alright. I felt safe looking at you and Remus. Those feelings I had were far more important than the actual vision, though it did help me track you down I suppose." Harry's confession hit Sirius like a wrecking ball. Harry's new power was born out of longing for a family, or to be exact an escaped convict who can change into a dog back and forth that wasn't even related to him.

[God, this boy deserves so much better than what was dealt to him.] Sirius thought nearly reeling from the confession. Harry received one of the rarest gifts of magic simply because he needed someone to stand by him. Sirius Black of all people! Sirius ran his hand through Harry's hair. "Let's find out the specifics of your new power shall we?" he said quietly as the two entered the library.

***2:00 PM***

Remus was in Dumbledore's office and had a non-stop conference with him since nine in the morning. One good thing was Dumbledore immediately agreed with Harry's proposal. The rest of the time was spent sorting out the forest of red tape that was entangling their lives. Dumbledore as Headmaster of Hogwarts had an extensive knowledge of law as well as the arcane arts. Another thing, since Sirius was on the run everything that transpired was pretty much illegal, but Dumbledore thought this would a good chance to challenge Fudge's authority, to see if he was really blind to every thing or worse, simply feigning ignorance and letting the Death Eaters have their way. Under various names and identities the two men signed each document even casting spells to alter some documents.

"I'm pretty sure a Fidelius Charm on you three could solve all this." Dumbledore said lightly as he straightened the papers.

"We won't go there again." Remus quipped picking up on the dark- humored joke.

"That's about it. Here's my seal." Dumbledore stamped a few papers. "I'll call a few friends at the ministry to keep this matter 'sub-rosa'." He yawned. "You can tell them the news yourself and just cancel the three o'clock appointment."

"We owe you our lives." Remus said very humbly. He would now be completely willing to bow and kiss Albus Dumbledore's feet anytime he asked.

"Loyalty is its own reward...although in your family's case you three were more than a little burned by unfaithful hearts. I'm pleased that faith hasn't been destroyed in this day in age." Remus' heart skipped when he heard the term "family" as applied to him. "Oh yes, give this to Harry." Dumbledore said as he handed him another sealed parchment. Remus nearly fainted when he realized what the document was.

It was a magical release form allowing Harry to use spellcraft outside of Hogwarts!!

"I trust you and Sirius will train him for the long days ahead." That statement sobered Remus fast. Harry needs lots of training to survive another encounter with Voldemort not to mention Britain's New War. Remus just nodded. "There is a portkey back in the dormitory it's a lamp. It will take you back as far as a sewer hole in Magnolia Crescent. Thank you's can come later. Go now and be with them." He yawned again. "I have a month's worth of sleep to catch up on." As Remus left the office documents in hand he sensed that statement WASN'T a joke.

***2:30 PM***

In a table in the back of the library, Sirius and Harry had several books laid out with several parchments of notes. All of the books were on divination, none were part of the current Hogwarts curriculum. Since eleven in the morning they were studying various visions and dream entries of some books and some books devoted to dreams an visions. The two finally narrowed down their search and finally realized what they were looking for. Sirius looked down at his notes.

"We know for sure its Clairvoyance. We ruled out Metagnomy because you said you weren't zombfied like Professor Trelawney was when she has a prediction." He shuffled some papers around. They could be as loud as they want because no else was there expect for the librarian who was doing mounds of paper work. "The deep feelings and emotions you get fall squarely in Precognition...now all we need to know is the frequency and the gateway. I hope you're not like an oracle and just get these visions randomly." Sirius said thoughtfully as Harry looked at his notes.

"It would be awesome if I was a seer. They can have visions at will and nothing would surprise them." Harry said cheerfully. Sirius wasn't convinced though.

"Dumbledore's a known seer and its said to put a heavy strain on the body. I'm not sure if he likes that part of himself." He said almost distantly. Harry wasn't quite getting why Dumbledore would dislike such a powerful gift.



"Well I'm glad I'm not a prophet. Otherwise the visions would come out abstract."

"You probably would have seen a dog and wolf playing around near a gingerbread house...." Sirius started with a chuckle.

"In black and white with the Hallelujah chorus playing in the background." Harry finished with a wicked grin. Suddenly a book fell on the floor with a thud and Harry went to pick it up. Before he could let go of it to put it on the table...

Another vision unfolded.

// Gringotts Vault.

Harry's personal vault.

Harry and Remus are surveying it together.

Harry sees himself fishing out something in a treasure chest in the back.

It's a very large book. On the inside cover it reads...

THIS BOOK OF SHADOWS BELONGS TO LILY POTTER. //

Harry snapped back into the present day. Sirius was simply gazing at him.

"Your aura changed. I could feel it. What did you see?" Sirius asked quietly.

"I know where Mom's Book of Shadows is." Harry said quietly. A Book of Shadows was both a spellbook and personal diary. This revelation was enormous. Then it hit Sirius what the gateway of Harry's visions was. He shuffled his papers again and found the right notes.

"Psychometry!"

"I can see crazy people?"

"No, the ability to access visions with the sense of touch which forms a vision around the touched object. You touched the front door, you see me at another front door. You touch a book..."

"I see a book I will come to own!" Harry replied triumphantly. Psychometry was a good compromise between control, reliability, and instinct. If this news wasn't great enough...

"Moony what's up?" Sirius said as Remus walked in the room with Hedwig in a cage in one arm and the documents in the other.

"Gentlemen let's go home."



***3:00 PM***

Harry, his godfather and his new uncle were in the front yard of 4 Privet Drive. For the first time Harry was very, very happy to see this place. He had Hedwig's cage in his arms and both he and Sirius were simply blown away. It was like the nightmare of the fourth year was all but gone. There was a great deal of work to be done but now nothing could make Harry happier. Sirius and Remus definitely had a pre-Godric's Hollow happiness feeling about them. Remus unlocked the front door. Life with Harry began today and since no muggles were around...

"Show us a domestic charm Harry." Remus said as he handed him his wand. All three were inside the house. Harry knew of one domestic charm that he seen Mrs. Weasley use before.

"Claudo!" Harry said dramatically as he waved the wand with his free hand.

The door closed shut.