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Wicked Reinvention

Chapter 2

By: Mave and Raven

The next day the trio stood in front of the fireplace with Floo powder in their right hands. Mrs. Weasley had offered to go with them but they had declined, reassuring her they would be alright. Hermione who already had her Apperation license decided to go with her two best friends via Floo network. As much as Harry hated going through the Floo network, he volunteered to go first. Throwing a handful of Floo powder in the fire, he stepped into the green flames and shouted, "Moony's Gallow." He began spinning faster and faster to the point where he felt nauseated, then before he knew it he felt solid ground beneath his fee. He opened his eyes and stepped into a well sized, comfortable looking living room Harry looked around a bit and saw a single small bookcase, he noticed many of the books he saw were on Lyncanthropy. Suddenly, Harry heard a loud thump. He tuned to find Ron coughing from inhaling smoke. Hermione arrived after Ron falling ungracefully onto the floor. She blushed as she got up and brushed the soot off her clothes.

Remus entered the room and saw them. He sighed in relief, "I thought i might be you." He grinned and said, "It's so good to see you all."

"Good to see you too. Professor." Said Hermione.

"Call me Remus, Hermione. I am not your teacher anymore."

Hermione simply nodded her compliance. Remus opened his mouth, then shut it once more. Obviously, the trio weren't the only ones feeling awkward about his situation. Finally, Remus found his voice and spoke, "Well, how about we talk a bit after I show you what he left you. I'm sure you may have a few questions." Harry noticed how Remus avoided saying Sirius' name. Remus led them down the hall, he noticed something though, Hermione seemed to be searching for something, yet he didn't say anything in case he was wrong. Much like many Muggle homes the entrance to the attic was a set of stairs that was to be pulled down from the ceiling. Remus pulled down the stairs and led them up into the attic.

The attic was like most dark, drafty, yet a bit bigger then the trio expected. There were many old antiquities, a few old portraits that eye balled them curiously and tons of boxes. Hermione was canning trough the attic warily. When she first entered the house, she felt something, a sort of pull. She didn't understand what it was, but since entering the attic it had grown much stronger.

Remus then broke the awkward silence that had crept over the group. He gestured to about seven boxes that appeared to be separate from the rest and said, "It's all in there. I'll leave you to go through t them. If you have any questions, I'll be downstairs." Before he went down the stairs again he put a hand on Harry's shoulder out of consolation, Harry didn't seem to notice. He approached the boxes steadily. He walked to the closest one and ran a finger on the brim of it, then cautiously he opened it up, not knowing what to expect.

Hermione and Ron sat watching him, wandering what to do. They slowly came up behind him and watched. Harry reached into the box and pulled out a framed picture. It was a picture of a teenage couple. The young girl had thick dark red hair and bright green eyes and who was looking at the boy with a raised eyebrow. The boy looked very mischievous with the messiest hair, hazel eyes, and devious looking grin. The girl looked to be scolding the boy in the picture. Harry just started at it for a moment, it was his parent when they were still at Hogwarts. He recognized they were in front of the library outside on a sunny day. He set the picture down and began going through the rest of the contents of the box. Soon after he asked Hermione and Ron to help him. Among the belongings they had found were: clothes, books, photographs, jewelry, James glasses, and old snitch, and an old cauldron.

Hermione kept feeling that pull on her that she had felt since she entered the house. It was almost as if someone or something was guiding her to something. she shook off the feeling, and started going thought another box when she found something of interest to her. She found quite a few old, dusty textbooks with titles such as Magical Maladies A-Z; Hermione opened this book up to the table of contents and saw that there were chapters on how to cure anything from an ear infection to how to re grow eye balls. Hermione began flipping through the book and was immediately entranced. She saw the rest of the book under it were old school textbooks or something of that sort. She took about ten of them that were in that stack. Harry and Ron noticed the loud thud off all the books hitting the floor, and looked over to see Hermione already engulfed in a book Harry grinned at the sight of his best friend, reading the textbook, it was so normal and natural. Something Harry's life hasn't always been.

Almost two hours later, the trio went back downstairs to talk to Remus whom had tea already made, lunch out and ready in the small den. They all sat and began to eat. Hermione had pulled herself from the new stack of books she had suddenly discovered and even sat and participated in the conversation. Harry had a few questions about his parents as Remus had expected. Remus answered all his question. It was then that it finally hit Hermione that Remus was the last of the Marauders. James had been the first to die, then Sirius, Peter was never a friend and was the cause of James and Lily's death along with many others. The life of a werewolf was lonely as it was, but Remus had been lucky to have had friends who had stayed with him and mastered Animagus because of him. He didn't have that great fortune of those best friends anymore, they were all dead or evil. Hermione felt pity for Remus now, he really was all alone.

The conversation with Remus lasted a good few hours. It was then out of nowhere that there was a voice coming from he fireplace, "Good day everyone." Everyone turned and was very surprised to see the head of Albus Dumbledore in the fireplace greeting them. Remus said, "Hello, Albus, what can I do for you?"

Albus smiled gently and replied, "Thank you Remus, but I simply have a request of Harry." The Headmaster then turned more serious and looked at Harry. "Harry, I am sure that Tonks and Kingsley already filled you in that I feel danger will be at great height for you this year, as it has always been. I know you were safer at Privet Drive than you are at the Burrow, But Molly owled me and told me you would be here to see Remus and she told me why. It's quite convenient that Remus lives in Hogsmeade, and I feel it would be safer for you to remain here for the next few days until school starts again. That is if it is okay with you Remus?"

Remus nodded his reply and said, "Of course."

Before Harry could say anything Ron piped up and said, "Headmaster, Remus if you don't mind I would like to stay with Harry."

The Headmaster looked at Ron then at Remus, who nodded his compliance. The Headmaster look at Hermione and asked, "Hermione do you wish to stay as well"

Hermione answered, "I would Professor, but there are a few things that I need to get finished at the Burrow. I have much research that I am doing in preparation for my Potions thesis, and all my work is at the Burrow."

The Headmaster chuckled, "Potions thesis? Have you informed Professor Nape of this yet?"

Hermione stuttered a bit, "Uh, not yet Professor."

Dumbledore chuckled once again and said, "Very well, be careful on the way back to the Burrow, and please Remus keep in touch with me until school starts. Good day." Then the Headmasters head was gone.

Hermione went back to being indulged by the newly discovered books. Harry walked into the living room and saw this, then said, "Hermione, I thought you were leaving."

Hermione`s head whipped up and then said, "Oh, I am. This book is really good; I just wanted to get through it more before I had to leave."

Harry smirked a bit and then sighed. "Hermione, you can borrow the books if you want. I don't mind." Hermione broke into a huge grin and thanked him vigorously. Some time later she gathered up the books and said her good-byes to Ron, Harry, and Remus. She Apperated back to the Burrow with the books, not even noticing that the feeling she had been having earlier was gone.

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Hermione arrived in a small bedroom, filled with stuffed animals, she looked around her at the welcoming sight; she was in Ginny's bedroom. Where she stayed when she spent time at the Weasley's. Hermione didn't see the red headed girl around.

Hermione tossed the books onto her bed, and decided to se if anyone was home. She skipped down the stairs, to see Fred and George sitting at the kitchen table, heads bent, seeming to be talking in low voices.

Hermione said in her Mrs. Weasley voice, "What are you boys doing?"

Both boys jumped and turned around, "Blimey, Hermione, you scared us. I really thought you were Mum," said Fred.

"Bout gave me a heart attack," said George.

"So what are you boys doing?" Questioned Hermione in her bossy voice.

"Just designing some new products for Weasley's Wizards Wheezes," said Fred. Fred and George had started the WWW last year and it bloomed into a prosperous business.

A tall red headed girl bounded into the kitchen. "Hey, Hermione when did you get back? Where are Harry and Ron?" She asked in quick succession.

"The boy's are staying at Remus's till we get back to Hogwarts. I decided to come back here so I can finish everything in peace," she said, smiling at the younger girl. "And I wouldn't get that sticking around Remus's with Harry and Ron."

"Too, true," agreed Ginny. "So...Hermione want to come upstairs with me." Ginny opened her eyes wide as in a hint to Hermione.

"Sure." Hermione followed the youngest Weasley up the stairs, leaving the Twins in confusion.

Once they entered the room, Hermione sat on her bed and faced Ginny. "So, what is it that you need to talk to me about?"

Ginny blushed, "Well..." she started; "it's about Harry and I."

"Yes," said Hermione.

Ginny cleared her throat, "I'm not sure if you have noticed that Harry and I have become closer in the past year. Closer then I think even we know. I really like him Hermione, and not in the way I Use to when I was younger, that was a silly hero-worshipping. This is more...real."

"Well," Hermione started, "I have noticed that you guys have gotten closer, but I guess I never really thought anything of it. But if you think it's something more, then do something about it. We're in the middle of a war Ginny, don't take the chance that you will have time to tell Harry how you feel. As you know, Voldermort is going to come after Harry this year, and no one knows if Harry will survive it. Take the change Ginny, tell him."

"I know. I'm just so afraid Hermione," said Ginny, tears running down her freckled cheeks.

Hermione fathered the younger girl to her, "Don't be afraid to speak from you heart. Follow it. I may no know a lot about romance, but I wouldn't take the chance that the person I cared for didn't know about it."

"Thanks Hermione, I am so glad you're my friend. I could never talk to my brothers about his kind of stuff," said Ginny. Hermione left Ginny on her bed to think things over and Hermione went back down stairs. A sudden feeling that she was missing something swept over her and then it was gone.

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Back at Moony's Gallow Remus, Harry and Ron had just finished dinner. Harry had gone to the bathroom leaving Ron and Remus alone for a few minutes to talk.

"He's been fairly quiet all evening, hasn't he?" asked Ron.

"Does that really surprise you, Ron?" Remus asked incredulously.

"No, I suppose not. I didn't know what to expect. I'm worried about him. He's my best mate. I just can't imagine what he's going through. He lost his parents, and the closest thing he ever had to a father, isn't here anymore. It just felt odd for me to be going through his parent's stuff, almost like grave robbing. I know it's only harder on Harry."

Remus was quiet for a moment, then patted Ron on the back and said, "This was something that Sirius meant to show Harry himself. I'm sure Sirius would have been grateful that you and Hermione were here. As for Harry, all we can do is give him time for all of this to sink in."

A few seconds after that was said Harry came back and situation was discussed no more.

The rest of the evening had gone by comfortably with conversation and a few bottles of Butterbeer. As least the three said good night. Moony's Gallow was a cozy cottage, with two bedrooms this left Ron and Harry sharing the guestroom. The boys got ready for bed, and then Ron settled into one of the twins beds, and Harry into the other twin bed that Remus had transfigured from a box. Harry was deep in thought and found it difficult to fall asleep. He dozed off once or twice, but finally at two in the morning he sat up. His head was aching from his lack of sleep. Harry put on his glasses that were on the nightstand and stood up. He could hear Ron snoring, so this assured him that Ron wouldn't wake so easily. Very quietly, Harry crept out of the room He silently felt his way through the dark hall, when he came to the spot where he was sure the entrance to the attic was. He was quite tall about 6'3, so he merely reached up and immediately felt the cord. Harry pulled down the stairs that led to the attic and climbed up them. He immediately went to the boxes that he, Ron, and Hermione had been scrounging through, hours earlier. They hadn't really gone through everything though. At least, Harry hadn't. He had now started going trough everything once more. After about half and hour, Harry felt a small, yet quite heavy box. Harry pulled it out. The box could have been an old shoebox from what he saw. It was white and cardboard. Upon opening the box, he found out why it was heavy for it's size, it was crammed full with photographs, both Muggle and Wizard alike. Harry had indeed found many photographs that day, but he hadn't seen the ones in this box yet.

Sitting Indian style, Harry began going through the photographs, one by one. The majority of the photographs were of Lily, James, and Harry. The rest were of the Marauders and a few of Lily's friends. Harry had gotten through nearly the entire box, when he came to one picture that was very different from the rest. It was a Wizard photograph of James at about the age of sixteen or seventeen from the looks of it. There was a girl who appeared to be flirting with him very much in the photo, and James looked to be flirting back. The young teenage girl was certainly not Lily Evans. She looked to be about the same age as James with light brown hair, almond shaped brown eyes, with a sprinkle of freckles on her cheeks. She was very attractive, but Harry didn't recognize her. Who was this young women? Why was she coming onto his Dad? The picture unnerved him, even when he went back to bed. He hadn't seen her in any other pictures, and no one had ever mentioned anything about another girl from his Dad's past besides his Mum of course. He decided to not ask Remus, not now anyway. Harry saw the clock; it was now three in the morning. That was when he realized tomorrow night he would be back at Hogwarts, he smiled to himself. With thoughts of Hogwarts in his head he finally did fall asleep, yet the question remained in the back of his mind. Who was the mystery girl from his father's past?