Yea, now the main point. I am so sorry! I got so wrapped up in my two new stories (mainly Changing Ideals! *sheepish grin*) that I have neglected this story. Well, no more! My next chapter! Yehaw! Oh, wait. I'm not a cowboy! Ah, who knows anymore. I think I've gone crazy, er, more crazy.
On with the chapter!
Chapter 7: Hospital Visits and the Detention
After unceremoniously crumpling to the floor, the teachers rushed to the wild boy's aide. Conjuring a stretcher, Albus swiftly started taking Harry to the Hospital Wing being followed by Draco and a few teachers from his staff. That was something he couldn't be bothered with right now. The amount of sheer power that Harry displayed, all with wandless magic, was truly amazing. He didn't think the boy would be nearly powerful enough to keep up a barrier with that much magic capacity. It was truly astounding.
Not bothering to rap on the doors, Albus walked in. "POPPY! POPPY, WE NEED YOUR ASSISTANCE RIGHT NOW!"
"All right, all right, Albus. I'm right here, no need to shout. What is it?" Poppy calmly asked why wiping her hands on her nurse's smock.
"It appears that Mr. Malfoy has a few contusions and a laceration that needs attending to. And yes, before you ask, those are teeth imprints. Mr. Potter deemed it necessary to bite Mr. Malfoy, which he failed in doing last night. Succeeding though wasn't such a good thing. It seems in doing so, Harry has managed to deplete his magical revenue."
"Now how would a fight do that, Albus. You know that it wouldn't unless it were a duel, and then I don't think Mr. Malfoy would be coming in with bruises. He'd be coming in to get hexes and curses treated," came Poppy's reply.
"Ah, well it seems that Mr. Potter used wandless magic to put a barrier up between all the Gryffindors and Slytherins. He also put a barrier around himself and Mr. Malfoy, managing to keep all the teachers out. Now don't get me wrong, Poppy. We tried to get through, together, but it was useless. The boy's shield was simply too strong. Now if you would be kind enough to make sure Mr. Potter is all right to revive, I need to speak with him"
"Yes, Albus, of course." Poppy moved over to check on Harry first, receiving an indigent stutter from Draco. Her reply was that Harry was the more serious case because he was unconscious. Huffing, Draco turned around in his bed so that his back faced the boy. Then he thought about what he did and turned back to face him. There was no way he was exposing his back to that little beast.
Deeming him healthy, Poppy enervrated Harry and then went on to treat Mr. Malfoy, leaving the Headmaster to his business with the boy. Motioning for the boy to follow him, Harry reluctantly agreed, rolling his eyes as he went. That was twice he was in trouble in less than 24 hours. That was a new record for him. Oh well.
Walking in silence, Harry and Dumbledore made the trek to the Headmaster's office. The nervous anticipation was so heavy, that one could almost feel it radiating off the boy. He was worried about what sort of punishment he would receive. He already had to serve a detention with Professor Black and Professor Lupin tonight, he really didn't want to add on another one. He wasn't entirely positive as to what a detention was. From the way people told it though, it seemed to be some sort of horrific ritual, used by the authority figures, that caused severe traumatic experiences for anyone unfortunate enough to have to go through one. He was really not looking forward to it.
"Now Harry, what you did down in the Great Hall was totally unacceptable. I want to comment you on your excellent display of magic prowess and capabilities. They are amazing!" Receiving a dubious look from the boy, Dumbledore continued on with his odd little speech. "Yes, we really need to start your training in wandless magic as soon as humanly possible! Maybe I could get some extra courses for you that aren't taught here? I should call the Ministry and see if they'd loan me a few aurors for your instruction..."
Harry tuned Dumbledore out as he went on and on with things that he didn't care about. He wasn't so sure he liked it here anymore. He was sorely tempted to take off into the forest again and never come back. Surely no one would miss him. It's not like he ever did anything but cause scenes and commotion's. There was nothing he'd miss here, well, except for the blood child, Ron, and Potions. That is really all he cared about.
Turning his attention back to Dumbledore, he realized that he was looking straight at him. "Now Harry, I can tell what you're thinking. You are not a trouble maker and you most definitely would be missed. I believe you would be sorely missed by three people: Ron, Professor Black, and Professor Lupin. No, don't ask about the last two. I'm not the person to tell you why. I believe you have a detention with them tonight. As for punishment for your transgression today, well, we'll just have to keep you an extra hour or so in this detention. Now, run along." Being shooed out of the office, Harry made his way to his first period class.
Receiving glares from the Slytherins all day and support from the other Houses, nothing really happened for the remainder of the day. Harry desperately wished it had, then whatever had occurred could have taken his mind off his impending doom. He had heard more horror stories from his blood child's siblings. Those twins that always got in trouble. He wondered why they bothered. If they were good, they wouldn't have to go through so many atrocities. Harry never realized they were snickering behind his back at the good one they were all about to pull on their wild little friend.
Gathering his courage about him, Harry made a slow, tedious trudge to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, where his detention was to be held. Sighing inwardly to himself, Harry swore that he would never do another bad thing to result in a detention if it were as bad as everyone had told him. Knocking on the door, he heard a muffled come in. Pushing the door open, Harry was greeted to the sight of Professor Lupin wrestling a great big, black dog. Seeing his student starring dumbfounded at his professors, Lupin blushed, shoving the great mass off of him. Standing, he straightened his robes and watched as Sirius transformed back into his human self.
Gapping openly at his teachers, Harry was shocked to see what Professor Black could do. To transform oneself into an animal must have meant that they had great magical capabilities. This was something Harry wouldn't mind being able to do. It would come in very useful in the Forbidden Forest.
"Now, Harry, we know this is a detention, but instead of making you do some tedious task, we want to have a serious discussion with you," Remus began, being cut off by Sirius before he could finish.
"Yes, we think it's time you knew your past. Things that the Headmaster has left up to us to tell you, and things that will change your life drastically. You see, there is someone you can go to live with, other than the Dursley's, that will care for you. He's your godfather, appointed by your parents to be your guardian should anything happen to them. Before you get all riled up, he was unable to take you in when your parents died. He was away on a mission for Dumbledore that took over a year to finish. Where he was, he could not be reached. By the time he found out, you had been living with the Dursley's for nearly two years. You see, he had been injured and spent a good deal of time in the infirmary. Now, you're godfather desperately wanted to take you away from these people, and before you turned 4, he started all the necessary paperwork to get you out of the Dursley's care. He didn't know about the abuse or the horrors of growing up with those fools. By the time the paperwork had been through and approved, you had already turned 4. The day he went to get you was the day you disappeared into the forest. He searched for you for over four years before agreeing to take a job as a teacher at Hogwarts, but he never gave up hope that he would find you." Taking a deep, shuddering breath, Sirius continued, "I'm your godfather, Harry. If you'll have me, I'd like to raise you."
Staring at the man, Harry didn't know how to respond. He liked his home in the forest, but it would be nice to be somewhere warm, dry, and friendly. "Now, I'm not asking for an immediate answer. You could take all year if you like. Get to know me while I get to know you. I'd like to spend some weekends with you. I've already gotten permission from Dumbledore to take you to Hogsmeade and other places, get you familiarized with the world. Remus would like to come along as well, he was also a friend of your parents. If anything were to happen to me, then Remus would gain guardianship over you," Sirius said.
"Now, Harry, is the time we go into the story of your parents and how they really died. No doubt those foul muggles told you falsities about your parents," Remus said. "Harry, you're parents were also magical. James, your father, came from a long line of pureblooded witches and wizards. Your mother, Lily, came from a muggle family, she was considered a muggle-born witch. That makes you a half-blood, but slightly higher up to some people than other half-bloods. Most half-bloods have only one magical parent, their other parent is non-magical. Both your parents are magical, but a lot of people look down on muggle borns, that is why you are considered a half-blood. Now, don't take this the wrong way, your blood means nothing to us. We care for you, not your status. Anyway, both your parents were very strong. Shortly after graduating, your parents got married. At the time, there was a tyrannical dark wizard who was set on taking over the magical community. He wanted your father on his side, your mother dead, and for some reason, you dead as well. When your father refused to join him, Voldemort swore to kill you all. Being alerted to is plans by one of Dumbledore's spies, your parents went into hiding. Foolishly they used Peter Pettigrew as their secret keeper, due to the use of the Fidelus charm. It turned out that Peter was a Death Eater, he turned over your location to Voldemort. On Halloween, shortly after you went into hiding, Voldemort attacked you all in Godric's Hollow. Killing your father first, he made his way for you. He wanted to kill you before your mother, but she refused to move from his way. Sacrificing her life for you, her protection caused Voldemort's curse to rebound to himself. Leaving behind nothing but ash for a body and a soul with no where to go," Remus said.
"That is why Mr. Ollivander thought it odd the wand you got. The core of your wand is shared by Voldemort's. The phoenix that gave up it's tail feathers for that wand, has feathers in his. It is just odd that such similar wands are being used by two different sides. You represent everything good, pure, and light about magic. He represents everything evil, nasty, and dark about magic," came the last of Remus' speech.
"Oh," was all Harry could say before he sat down and seemed to stare into nothingness.
TBC
I've been such a bad authoress! I know! I haven't updated in a while. I got so stuck up on my latest story, that well, this one kind of got pushed to a back burner. At least I've got a new chapter out and I didn't abandon it. *nervous laughter*
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