Spoiler Notes: This is after book five so expect spoilers from it,
including frequent mention of who dies.
Disclaimer: The most important part. I do not own any of the characters/settings written in the fic and I do not profit from it in anyway. The joy of writing is my payment. ^^
Author's Notes: Finally finished this. I had to get it JUST right because. I dunno. There were atleast five versions of this chapter that I've trashed/lost, so yeah.
Review Notes: Silver Flame of a Phoenix: Thank you very much for pointing out those errors, and thank you for your comments. Really appreciated. Ocean Goddess: Thanks for encouraging me to move on with this, and thank you for the nice review.
Sorry it took so long to make. :p
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Every Month or So
Chapter Four: Eggs for Breakfast and Daigon Alley
When the four got there Fred and George were already sitting by the fireplace, talking with Bill and Ginny about their new version of trick wands. Lupin and Mrs. Weasley were both working on breakfast and Dumbledore and Sam were seated at the table, Dumbledore humming a light melody, and Sam staring moodily at the ground.
"Would you like more eggs Sam?" Lupin asked quietly.
"No." Sam hissed, dragging his chair closer to the table and rested his head in his arms.
Harry raised a brow and whispered in Ron's ear. "What's got him on edge?"
"Anything." Ron said shrugging.
"We're going to Diagon Alley after breakfast to get school supplies." Lupin said while dishing out the eggs. "Harry eat your breakfast, Sam finish yours, and Neville come here and have some." Harry sat down in his seat and picked at his cold eggs with his fork while everyone else sat around the table.
Sam looked up and grinned at Harry. "Hey, if you're lucky, you get to go with me!" he said jabbing his thumb in his chest. "We'll have a blast, right Remus?" he asked leaning back in his chair.
Lupin nodded and sat down.
"Right." Harry mumbled. He didn't feel like being with the mood swinging Sam at the moment, something about the look on his face when he came in made Harry's mood drop rock bottom.
"Hey. Harry, you don't look so great." Sam said poking his arm. "Sick or anything?"
"No." Harry said quietly.
Diagon Alley was very empty and peaceful when they got there. It took a full hour to get through Moody and his 'inspection' of the area. Harry swore he saw a member of the Order at every turn, but the only ones he was sure were there was Lupin, Mrs. Weasley, and Sam. First stop was Gringotts, and what a cheery stop it was.
"Oh.urgh. mmm. I have the key somewhere." Sam said rustling through his pockets.
"You lost my key.?" Lupin asked quietly.
Sam shook his head and continued to search. "I swear I didn't Remus! It's in here." Harry watched as he checked his pockets over and over again, dragging out everything he could in fistfuls as he searched frantically. "I mean it Remus, I didn't loose it! I never loose- Aha!"
Lupin sighed in relief. "You found it?"
"No, but I did find that chocolate frog from last night that I started to eat." Sam moaned and stuffed the chocolate in his mouth while talking. "I swea' I'w pay yeh' ba."
"That's quite alright, I didn't have much in there anyway." Lupin said, trying to be cheerful, but failing miserably.
"No no! I'll pay you back! How much was in there?"
"Err." Lupin's ears turned red as he bit his tongue. "Not much, it doesn't matter. Harry I got you're key." He said pulling what Harry recognized as his account key. "Don't loose it now, you need that money a year more after this, and possibly a little after that." Harry nodded and pocketed the key as the group moved on towards the huge bronze doors.
A stout goblin bowed at each of the doors they walked through, bronze, silver and gold. Harry looked around the place with mild fascination. He'd seen it before, but not in a while. As they approached the counter Harry could see the fistfuls of precious gems, gold, and silver being weighed by the grumbling goblins.
Lupin trotted up to a unoccupied goblin and smiled merrily. The goblin looked at Lupin as though he were insane. "Good morning."
"And you would like?" the goblin sneered, looking over Lupin's robes through his monocle.
"Keys." Lupin said over his shoulder. Harry took out his key and placed it on the counter while Sam and Mrs. Weasley brought out theirs.
The goblin examined them and nodded. "All seem in check, I'll have someone take you down to those vaults in a moment.Hemmlock!" the goblin shouted in a gruff voice. Another goblin shuffled from behind the counter.
"Come with me sir's and miss's." the goblin grumbled, hobbling along in front of them two a door out of the hall.
Harry collected his money first, not too much because he didn't want to waste it all, not that he could fit it all in a bag anyway. The next stop was Sam's, which, to Harry's surprised was packed with galleons, sickles, knuts, and much more. Sam carefully picked out a bag of galleons and the group moved on.
At the Weasley's vault Mrs. Weasley bustled around picking up whatever she could. Harry swore he saw Sam drop a good portion of his bags contents in the vault before he showed Mrs. Weasley that he found the amount she was looking for.
When they left Gringotts more people filled the streets. "Sam, Harry and I will go to Madam Malkins, since Harry's robes seem to be getting a tad short for him. Anyone else need new robes?" Ron grunted something but Harry chose to ignore it, otherwise the group was silent. Sam muttered something about 'another certain someone' needing new robes as well. "Right then, come along Harry." Lupin said walking towards the robes shop. Harry and Sam followed as the rest of the group separated away with Mrs. Weasley yelling about meeting them at Flourish and Blotts.
"Ah, Harry Potter, come to get new robes I see?" Madam Malkin asked with an arched brow. The mauve cloaked stoat witch looked down at the hem of Harry's robes and clucked her tongue in disapproval. "Yes yes. You are Hogwarts right?" she asked looking up at him, but answered before he could. "Yes, that's right, you are." Madam Malkin said pushing him to the back of the store. Harry watched her rush away as a robe was thrown over his head and another witch began pinning it up.
"Well, would you two gentleman be needing any new robes?" Madam Malkin asked, looking them both over.
"That's quite alright, we're just here for Harry." Sam snorted at this comment and sat down on one of the waiting chairs. Lupin sat down next to him and pulled out a newspaper from his pockets, unfurled it, and began to read. From a distance Harry could make out the headline news, more attacks from Voldemort. A suddent pang of reality hit him hard in the head. He had forgotten about Voldemort in the midst of celebration and bliss, maybe that's what the order intended. No, that's what they were working against.
He thought about it early while coming to Daigon Alley on the Kngiht Bus, but it didn't really occur to him that they would be attacking. It seemed so unreal that just a month ago he was watching Voldemort battle Dumbledore, watching Lucius Malfoy goad him into giving him the prediction, and watching Sirius fall through the veil.
"All done dear!" Madam Malkin announced.
Harry paid for the robes and left with Lupin and Sam
"Harry we have to make a stop at Ollivander's to pick up something, you don't mind do you?" Lupin asked with a raised brow.
Harry shook his head, but he wondered what they wanted from the wand- selling wizard anyway. Did they need new wands? No, wands lasted a lifetime didn't they? Or weren't they supposed to?
When they got to Ollivander's the shop was it's usual dusty self. Towers of slim boxes went up to the ceiling with a small creaky chair in the middle.
"Hullo Ollivander." Lupin said with a smile. "We've come to pick up the wands Dumbledore ordered." he said mildly, showing the old ogling man a small yellowed slip.
Ollivander glanced at Harry behind his huge spectacles, muttering something about what he made his wand with and picked out four slim boxes from the floor. "Never made a duplicate of any wand in my life." He announced. "Be sure not to mention this to anyone." he said eyeing Sam and Harry with suspicion.
"Of course not." Lupin said with a small nod.
When the three left the shop they headed off to Flourish and Blotts, but Harry stopped on the way.
"Hullo Tonks." Harry said with a very forced smile. Tonks whirled around and let out a nervous laugh, and Harry swore Lupin's cheerful face cracked into a frown.
"Oh, hullo Harry!" Tonks said, clapping her hand on his back and leading him away from in front of the quidditch shop, "How's your birthday been so far?"
"Great." Harry said shooting glances back at the quidditch shop. He swore he saw himself in there, but it might have just been his reflection. Turning back to Lupin he was faced with a very red Sam and a very pale Lupin, staring off behind Harry and Tonks towards the quidditch shop.
Harry turned around to watch four boys bound out of the quidditch shop yelling and waving their arms.
"Tonks!!! Tonks come back!" One shouted.
"We're not that embarrassing are we?!"
Tonks gulped and turned around. "You can't even get on a broom, don't try it again Peter." A rather round boy with straw colored hair blushed at this, looking down slightly ashamed. '
"Yes, but it's not Remus' fault he couldn't get on the broom, he has balance problems, Peter is just daft!" A dark haired charming boy explained.
"It's from giving him all those experimental sweets Tonks, very devastating effects on his.intellect." Harry blinked and shook his head to make sure he saw what he thought he saw. It was him! No.it was. not him.?
"That's not very nice." A light brown haired boy said in a whisper. "Don't make fun of Peter so much, he's just as smart as any of us." The dark haired boy snorted.
Harry whirled around to look at Lupin whose face was buried in his hand as he muttered under his breath. Sam was hysterical; laughing so hard he looked like he was wetting himself. Tonks was trying very hard to frown, but a smile kept on curling on her face so she gave up.
"Alright boys, the jig is up!" she said throwing her hands up in the air. The four boys sighed in relief, the dark haired boy throwing his hands up in the air and letting out a whoop.
Harry stared at them all blankly, wondering if he was seeing this correctly. It had to be them, didn't it? James Potter, his father, Sirius Black, his godfather, Remus Lupin, the man standing behind him, and Peter Pettigrew, the traitor. But then again. that couldn't be. They looked about Harry's age, a little taller from when Harry had seen them in Snape's pensieve the pervious year. This couldn't be true, simply couldn't be.
End Note: Ehh.. Didn't turn out quite how I thought it would but I got the basic point across. I wonder if this is as long as the other chapters. Oh well.
Disclaimer: The most important part. I do not own any of the characters/settings written in the fic and I do not profit from it in anyway. The joy of writing is my payment. ^^
Author's Notes: Finally finished this. I had to get it JUST right because. I dunno. There were atleast five versions of this chapter that I've trashed/lost, so yeah.
Review Notes: Silver Flame of a Phoenix: Thank you very much for pointing out those errors, and thank you for your comments. Really appreciated. Ocean Goddess: Thanks for encouraging me to move on with this, and thank you for the nice review.
Sorry it took so long to make. :p
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Every Month or So
Chapter Four: Eggs for Breakfast and Daigon Alley
When the four got there Fred and George were already sitting by the fireplace, talking with Bill and Ginny about their new version of trick wands. Lupin and Mrs. Weasley were both working on breakfast and Dumbledore and Sam were seated at the table, Dumbledore humming a light melody, and Sam staring moodily at the ground.
"Would you like more eggs Sam?" Lupin asked quietly.
"No." Sam hissed, dragging his chair closer to the table and rested his head in his arms.
Harry raised a brow and whispered in Ron's ear. "What's got him on edge?"
"Anything." Ron said shrugging.
"We're going to Diagon Alley after breakfast to get school supplies." Lupin said while dishing out the eggs. "Harry eat your breakfast, Sam finish yours, and Neville come here and have some." Harry sat down in his seat and picked at his cold eggs with his fork while everyone else sat around the table.
Sam looked up and grinned at Harry. "Hey, if you're lucky, you get to go with me!" he said jabbing his thumb in his chest. "We'll have a blast, right Remus?" he asked leaning back in his chair.
Lupin nodded and sat down.
"Right." Harry mumbled. He didn't feel like being with the mood swinging Sam at the moment, something about the look on his face when he came in made Harry's mood drop rock bottom.
"Hey. Harry, you don't look so great." Sam said poking his arm. "Sick or anything?"
"No." Harry said quietly.
Diagon Alley was very empty and peaceful when they got there. It took a full hour to get through Moody and his 'inspection' of the area. Harry swore he saw a member of the Order at every turn, but the only ones he was sure were there was Lupin, Mrs. Weasley, and Sam. First stop was Gringotts, and what a cheery stop it was.
"Oh.urgh. mmm. I have the key somewhere." Sam said rustling through his pockets.
"You lost my key.?" Lupin asked quietly.
Sam shook his head and continued to search. "I swear I didn't Remus! It's in here." Harry watched as he checked his pockets over and over again, dragging out everything he could in fistfuls as he searched frantically. "I mean it Remus, I didn't loose it! I never loose- Aha!"
Lupin sighed in relief. "You found it?"
"No, but I did find that chocolate frog from last night that I started to eat." Sam moaned and stuffed the chocolate in his mouth while talking. "I swea' I'w pay yeh' ba."
"That's quite alright, I didn't have much in there anyway." Lupin said, trying to be cheerful, but failing miserably.
"No no! I'll pay you back! How much was in there?"
"Err." Lupin's ears turned red as he bit his tongue. "Not much, it doesn't matter. Harry I got you're key." He said pulling what Harry recognized as his account key. "Don't loose it now, you need that money a year more after this, and possibly a little after that." Harry nodded and pocketed the key as the group moved on towards the huge bronze doors.
A stout goblin bowed at each of the doors they walked through, bronze, silver and gold. Harry looked around the place with mild fascination. He'd seen it before, but not in a while. As they approached the counter Harry could see the fistfuls of precious gems, gold, and silver being weighed by the grumbling goblins.
Lupin trotted up to a unoccupied goblin and smiled merrily. The goblin looked at Lupin as though he were insane. "Good morning."
"And you would like?" the goblin sneered, looking over Lupin's robes through his monocle.
"Keys." Lupin said over his shoulder. Harry took out his key and placed it on the counter while Sam and Mrs. Weasley brought out theirs.
The goblin examined them and nodded. "All seem in check, I'll have someone take you down to those vaults in a moment.Hemmlock!" the goblin shouted in a gruff voice. Another goblin shuffled from behind the counter.
"Come with me sir's and miss's." the goblin grumbled, hobbling along in front of them two a door out of the hall.
Harry collected his money first, not too much because he didn't want to waste it all, not that he could fit it all in a bag anyway. The next stop was Sam's, which, to Harry's surprised was packed with galleons, sickles, knuts, and much more. Sam carefully picked out a bag of galleons and the group moved on.
At the Weasley's vault Mrs. Weasley bustled around picking up whatever she could. Harry swore he saw Sam drop a good portion of his bags contents in the vault before he showed Mrs. Weasley that he found the amount she was looking for.
When they left Gringotts more people filled the streets. "Sam, Harry and I will go to Madam Malkins, since Harry's robes seem to be getting a tad short for him. Anyone else need new robes?" Ron grunted something but Harry chose to ignore it, otherwise the group was silent. Sam muttered something about 'another certain someone' needing new robes as well. "Right then, come along Harry." Lupin said walking towards the robes shop. Harry and Sam followed as the rest of the group separated away with Mrs. Weasley yelling about meeting them at Flourish and Blotts.
"Ah, Harry Potter, come to get new robes I see?" Madam Malkin asked with an arched brow. The mauve cloaked stoat witch looked down at the hem of Harry's robes and clucked her tongue in disapproval. "Yes yes. You are Hogwarts right?" she asked looking up at him, but answered before he could. "Yes, that's right, you are." Madam Malkin said pushing him to the back of the store. Harry watched her rush away as a robe was thrown over his head and another witch began pinning it up.
"Well, would you two gentleman be needing any new robes?" Madam Malkin asked, looking them both over.
"That's quite alright, we're just here for Harry." Sam snorted at this comment and sat down on one of the waiting chairs. Lupin sat down next to him and pulled out a newspaper from his pockets, unfurled it, and began to read. From a distance Harry could make out the headline news, more attacks from Voldemort. A suddent pang of reality hit him hard in the head. He had forgotten about Voldemort in the midst of celebration and bliss, maybe that's what the order intended. No, that's what they were working against.
He thought about it early while coming to Daigon Alley on the Kngiht Bus, but it didn't really occur to him that they would be attacking. It seemed so unreal that just a month ago he was watching Voldemort battle Dumbledore, watching Lucius Malfoy goad him into giving him the prediction, and watching Sirius fall through the veil.
"All done dear!" Madam Malkin announced.
Harry paid for the robes and left with Lupin and Sam
"Harry we have to make a stop at Ollivander's to pick up something, you don't mind do you?" Lupin asked with a raised brow.
Harry shook his head, but he wondered what they wanted from the wand- selling wizard anyway. Did they need new wands? No, wands lasted a lifetime didn't they? Or weren't they supposed to?
When they got to Ollivander's the shop was it's usual dusty self. Towers of slim boxes went up to the ceiling with a small creaky chair in the middle.
"Hullo Ollivander." Lupin said with a smile. "We've come to pick up the wands Dumbledore ordered." he said mildly, showing the old ogling man a small yellowed slip.
Ollivander glanced at Harry behind his huge spectacles, muttering something about what he made his wand with and picked out four slim boxes from the floor. "Never made a duplicate of any wand in my life." He announced. "Be sure not to mention this to anyone." he said eyeing Sam and Harry with suspicion.
"Of course not." Lupin said with a small nod.
When the three left the shop they headed off to Flourish and Blotts, but Harry stopped on the way.
"Hullo Tonks." Harry said with a very forced smile. Tonks whirled around and let out a nervous laugh, and Harry swore Lupin's cheerful face cracked into a frown.
"Oh, hullo Harry!" Tonks said, clapping her hand on his back and leading him away from in front of the quidditch shop, "How's your birthday been so far?"
"Great." Harry said shooting glances back at the quidditch shop. He swore he saw himself in there, but it might have just been his reflection. Turning back to Lupin he was faced with a very red Sam and a very pale Lupin, staring off behind Harry and Tonks towards the quidditch shop.
Harry turned around to watch four boys bound out of the quidditch shop yelling and waving their arms.
"Tonks!!! Tonks come back!" One shouted.
"We're not that embarrassing are we?!"
Tonks gulped and turned around. "You can't even get on a broom, don't try it again Peter." A rather round boy with straw colored hair blushed at this, looking down slightly ashamed. '
"Yes, but it's not Remus' fault he couldn't get on the broom, he has balance problems, Peter is just daft!" A dark haired charming boy explained.
"It's from giving him all those experimental sweets Tonks, very devastating effects on his.intellect." Harry blinked and shook his head to make sure he saw what he thought he saw. It was him! No.it was. not him.?
"That's not very nice." A light brown haired boy said in a whisper. "Don't make fun of Peter so much, he's just as smart as any of us." The dark haired boy snorted.
Harry whirled around to look at Lupin whose face was buried in his hand as he muttered under his breath. Sam was hysterical; laughing so hard he looked like he was wetting himself. Tonks was trying very hard to frown, but a smile kept on curling on her face so she gave up.
"Alright boys, the jig is up!" she said throwing her hands up in the air. The four boys sighed in relief, the dark haired boy throwing his hands up in the air and letting out a whoop.
Harry stared at them all blankly, wondering if he was seeing this correctly. It had to be them, didn't it? James Potter, his father, Sirius Black, his godfather, Remus Lupin, the man standing behind him, and Peter Pettigrew, the traitor. But then again. that couldn't be. They looked about Harry's age, a little taller from when Harry had seen them in Snape's pensieve the pervious year. This couldn't be true, simply couldn't be.
End Note: Ehh.. Didn't turn out quite how I thought it would but I got the basic point across. I wonder if this is as long as the other chapters. Oh well.
