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goes to JK Rowling
Chapter Four
Harry's Godmother
Later that night, Harry wanted to tell Ron and Hermione what he had overheard that afternoon. He never got a chance though, as Ron went up to bed as soon as they entered the common room.
"I feel a bit ill," Ron told them. "Maybe I'll feel better in the morning. 'Night Harry, Hermione."
"Goodnight Ron," Harry said.
"I hope you fell well tomorrow Ron, 'night," Hermione called to Ron as he went up the stairs to the boys dormitory.
An few hours later, Harry and Hermione were sitting in front of the fire. The Common Room was empty.
Harry turned to Hermione and said, "I've been thinking about what you told me last night Hermione."
"Oh?" she asked quietly, blushing.
"Yes," Harry answered, his own cheeks growing red. "If you want to, would you be my girlfriend?"
"Oh Harry, of course I want to!" Hermione cried, throwing her arms around Harry's shoulders.
Harry put his arms around her waist and pulled Hermione closer to him.
They looked at each other adoringly and then kissed on the lips softly. When they separated, there was a creaking noise near the entrance to the room.
Harry and Hermione jumped up and looked over at the portrait hole. They were surprised to see who it was that stepped inside the common room.
"I hope that I'm not interrupting anything," Professor Stuart said softly.
"How were you able to get in here Professor?" Hermione asked.
"The Fat Lady recognized me and allowed me to enter," Stuart said, stepping out of the shadows.
Harry heard Hermione breathe in sharply next to him.
"Is something wrong Hermione?" Stuart asked, concerned.
"It's.your robes Professor. They are lovely," Hermione answered.
Stuart smiled. "Thank you very much Hermione. I am here to talk to you Harry," she said.
"About what?" Harry asked.
"About you mother," Stuart answered.
"Professor," Hermione said. "Would you like to speak to Harry alone?"
"No, I suppose you should hear this as well. As you are Harry's girlfriend," Stuart said. She walked over to the fire and sat down in an armchair near the couch. "Harry, have you ever wondered if you had a godmother?" she asked when he and Hermione had sat on the couch.
"Not really," Harry answered.
"Well you do," Stuart said. I am your godmother, Harry."
"Y-you're my godmother?" Harry asked looking shocked.
Stuart nodded. "Your mother and I met our first year here and we were best friends up until she died. When you were born, she asked me to become your godmother. Here's a picture that was taken at your christening," she said, handing Harry a photograph.
In the picture, Harry's mother and Stuart were waving to the camera. There was a tiny bundle in Stuart's arm, it was Harry.
"I don't believe it," Hermione whispered, peering down at the photograph.
Harry looked up at Stuart and said, "If you were my mum's best friend, where were you when Voldemort. Well, you know."
Stuart sighed and stood up. "I was away in Ireland," she said, walking over to a window. "I've never forgiven myself for not being here when it happened."
"What happened after that Professor? I'm sure you would have come to get Harry," Hermione said as she and Harry got up and walked over to where Stuart was standing.
"Before I learned of what had happened, I was sent to Siberia. It was seven years before I could come back. When I heard what had occurred, I was devastated. I also tried to get to you, Harry. But Dumbledore stopped me and said he wanted you to stay with the muggles," Stuart said. Once she finished speaking, there were tears falling down her cheeks. She wiped them away and said, "It's getting late and you two should be in bed." Then she hurried out of the Common Room.
Once Stuart had left, Hermione turned to Harry and said, "Oh Harry, this is wonderful! You'll be able to leave the Dursley's now!"
Harry nodded, looking shocked.
The next day at breakfast, Harry stared down at his food. "What's wrong Harry?" Ron asked.
"I'm not that hungry," Harry said, putting down his fork.
"You should eat something," Hermione said to him.
"Yeah, after all, our first class is with Snape," Ron said around a mouthful of eggs.
"Didn't your mother ever tell you not to talk with your mouth full?" Hermione said, rolling her eyes.
Ron made a face at her. That started a lively argument between Ron and Hermione.
Harry sighed and looked over at the Head table. Stuart was there, and she too wasn't eating.
Stuart met Harry's eyes and smiled weakly. She then got up and left the Hall.
Harry wondered what was wrong with her. He became even more curious when, a few seconds later, Snape left the Hall as well. Harry stood up, unnoticed by Ron or Hermione and left the Hall.
Outside he heard voice, one soft and the other deep. He ran down the hallway and saw a flash of black disappear around a corner. Harry was sure it was Snape, so he followed and was able to hear Snape talking to someone.
"Albus is there something wrong?" Snape was asking.
"Nothing too drastic," Dumbledore answered. "Iris told Harry that she is his godmother last night."
"Why on earth does she look so upset? She has always gone on about how she wants to become Potter's guardian," Snape said.
"I know Severus. Unfortunately, telling Harry forced Iris to remember her past," Dumbledore said. "That was not a very happy time for her, as you may recall."
"You are right Albus. That isn't something I like to remember either," Snape said. "I must go, my class will begin soon."
Harry leaned against the wall behind him. What was so bad about Stuart's past? It couldn't just be Harry's parents dying. He was deep in thought when Hermione and Ron ran up to him.
"Harry!" Ron called out.
"What's the matter Harry?" Hermione asked.
Harry sighed and told them what he had heard yesterday after Potions class. Then he told Ron about Stuart being his godmother.
"That's bloody fantastic Harry!" Ron said.
Harry nodded, and then he told them what he had just overheard between Snape and Dumbledore.
"I wonder what it was that happened to her." Hermione said. "We could go to the library and try to find any information about her."
"You mean you could, Hermione," Ron said. Then he suddenly started to cough harshly.
"Ron, you don't sound too well," Harry said worriedly. "Maybe you should go see Madame Pomfrey."
"I was going-" Ron started to say, and then he looked at the other two. "Oh all right." And with that, Ron left, walking to the Hospital Wing.
"Come on Harry, Defense Against the Dark Arts will start soon," Hermione said, taking Harry's hand.
Together they walked up to the third floor. Both were deep in thought. Harry was thinking about whether or not Stuart would become his guardian. Hermione was trying to think of books in the library that might have any information on Stuart.
Chapter Four
Harry's Godmother
Later that night, Harry wanted to tell Ron and Hermione what he had overheard that afternoon. He never got a chance though, as Ron went up to bed as soon as they entered the common room.
"I feel a bit ill," Ron told them. "Maybe I'll feel better in the morning. 'Night Harry, Hermione."
"Goodnight Ron," Harry said.
"I hope you fell well tomorrow Ron, 'night," Hermione called to Ron as he went up the stairs to the boys dormitory.
An few hours later, Harry and Hermione were sitting in front of the fire. The Common Room was empty.
Harry turned to Hermione and said, "I've been thinking about what you told me last night Hermione."
"Oh?" she asked quietly, blushing.
"Yes," Harry answered, his own cheeks growing red. "If you want to, would you be my girlfriend?"
"Oh Harry, of course I want to!" Hermione cried, throwing her arms around Harry's shoulders.
Harry put his arms around her waist and pulled Hermione closer to him.
They looked at each other adoringly and then kissed on the lips softly. When they separated, there was a creaking noise near the entrance to the room.
Harry and Hermione jumped up and looked over at the portrait hole. They were surprised to see who it was that stepped inside the common room.
"I hope that I'm not interrupting anything," Professor Stuart said softly.
"How were you able to get in here Professor?" Hermione asked.
"The Fat Lady recognized me and allowed me to enter," Stuart said, stepping out of the shadows.
Harry heard Hermione breathe in sharply next to him.
"Is something wrong Hermione?" Stuart asked, concerned.
"It's.your robes Professor. They are lovely," Hermione answered.
Stuart smiled. "Thank you very much Hermione. I am here to talk to you Harry," she said.
"About what?" Harry asked.
"About you mother," Stuart answered.
"Professor," Hermione said. "Would you like to speak to Harry alone?"
"No, I suppose you should hear this as well. As you are Harry's girlfriend," Stuart said. She walked over to the fire and sat down in an armchair near the couch. "Harry, have you ever wondered if you had a godmother?" she asked when he and Hermione had sat on the couch.
"Not really," Harry answered.
"Well you do," Stuart said. I am your godmother, Harry."
"Y-you're my godmother?" Harry asked looking shocked.
Stuart nodded. "Your mother and I met our first year here and we were best friends up until she died. When you were born, she asked me to become your godmother. Here's a picture that was taken at your christening," she said, handing Harry a photograph.
In the picture, Harry's mother and Stuart were waving to the camera. There was a tiny bundle in Stuart's arm, it was Harry.
"I don't believe it," Hermione whispered, peering down at the photograph.
Harry looked up at Stuart and said, "If you were my mum's best friend, where were you when Voldemort. Well, you know."
Stuart sighed and stood up. "I was away in Ireland," she said, walking over to a window. "I've never forgiven myself for not being here when it happened."
"What happened after that Professor? I'm sure you would have come to get Harry," Hermione said as she and Harry got up and walked over to where Stuart was standing.
"Before I learned of what had happened, I was sent to Siberia. It was seven years before I could come back. When I heard what had occurred, I was devastated. I also tried to get to you, Harry. But Dumbledore stopped me and said he wanted you to stay with the muggles," Stuart said. Once she finished speaking, there were tears falling down her cheeks. She wiped them away and said, "It's getting late and you two should be in bed." Then she hurried out of the Common Room.
Once Stuart had left, Hermione turned to Harry and said, "Oh Harry, this is wonderful! You'll be able to leave the Dursley's now!"
Harry nodded, looking shocked.
The next day at breakfast, Harry stared down at his food. "What's wrong Harry?" Ron asked.
"I'm not that hungry," Harry said, putting down his fork.
"You should eat something," Hermione said to him.
"Yeah, after all, our first class is with Snape," Ron said around a mouthful of eggs.
"Didn't your mother ever tell you not to talk with your mouth full?" Hermione said, rolling her eyes.
Ron made a face at her. That started a lively argument between Ron and Hermione.
Harry sighed and looked over at the Head table. Stuart was there, and she too wasn't eating.
Stuart met Harry's eyes and smiled weakly. She then got up and left the Hall.
Harry wondered what was wrong with her. He became even more curious when, a few seconds later, Snape left the Hall as well. Harry stood up, unnoticed by Ron or Hermione and left the Hall.
Outside he heard voice, one soft and the other deep. He ran down the hallway and saw a flash of black disappear around a corner. Harry was sure it was Snape, so he followed and was able to hear Snape talking to someone.
"Albus is there something wrong?" Snape was asking.
"Nothing too drastic," Dumbledore answered. "Iris told Harry that she is his godmother last night."
"Why on earth does she look so upset? She has always gone on about how she wants to become Potter's guardian," Snape said.
"I know Severus. Unfortunately, telling Harry forced Iris to remember her past," Dumbledore said. "That was not a very happy time for her, as you may recall."
"You are right Albus. That isn't something I like to remember either," Snape said. "I must go, my class will begin soon."
Harry leaned against the wall behind him. What was so bad about Stuart's past? It couldn't just be Harry's parents dying. He was deep in thought when Hermione and Ron ran up to him.
"Harry!" Ron called out.
"What's the matter Harry?" Hermione asked.
Harry sighed and told them what he had heard yesterday after Potions class. Then he told Ron about Stuart being his godmother.
"That's bloody fantastic Harry!" Ron said.
Harry nodded, and then he told them what he had just overheard between Snape and Dumbledore.
"I wonder what it was that happened to her." Hermione said. "We could go to the library and try to find any information about her."
"You mean you could, Hermione," Ron said. Then he suddenly started to cough harshly.
"Ron, you don't sound too well," Harry said worriedly. "Maybe you should go see Madame Pomfrey."
"I was going-" Ron started to say, and then he looked at the other two. "Oh all right." And with that, Ron left, walking to the Hospital Wing.
"Come on Harry, Defense Against the Dark Arts will start soon," Hermione said, taking Harry's hand.
Together they walked up to the third floor. Both were deep in thought. Harry was thinking about whether or not Stuart would become his guardian. Hermione was trying to think of books in the library that might have any information on Stuart.