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STOP RIGHT THERE! IF YOU HAVEN'T READ HARRY POTTER AND THE ORDER OF THE PHOENIX… BE WARNED… THERE ARE MAJOR SPOILERS AHEAD. NO FLAMES ALLOWED. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!
Synopsis: On a lighter note, this story takes place after OotP. Remus feels lonely without Sirius. He knows Harry needs him. He has to find a way to get him back… it si going to be harder than he initially thought, but now he has a plan… and his hopes dramatically rise…
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Chapter one: The Thought.
Lupin sighed and stared as Harry left the platform with him Muggle relatives. Harry was going through a tough time; there was no mistaking that. He had only just lost his Godfather and all hopes of living with the wizarding community had been squashed.
It had been hard for everyone now that Sirius was gone. Lupin was the only marauder left, well accounting that Wormtail was part of the Dark Side.
He turned back to his company: Mad Eye Moody, Nymphadora Tonks, The Weasley's and Hermione. He knew that the Order was going to go on. He knew that they were going to continue to fight the Greatest Dark Wizard of all time, You-Know-Who. They had Dumbledore, but somehow Remus knew it wasn't enough.
He had this feeling of dread and a choking sadness before, when James and Lily had been killed, Sirius imprisoned at Azkaban. This was a more sickening feeling of solitude that he hadn't felt as severely as before.
Sirius Black.
Dead.
His best friend.
He partner in crime.
What was life without him?
How was he going to cope?
Remus looked between his companions. Sure they were good company and they all got on well fine, but he had known Sirius Black his whole life. His relationship with him had meant everything. Everything.
Now he was gone.
" You all right Lupin?" Moody growled, lowering his bowler cap over his magical eye. " I know that you and Potter are close."
" Oh, it's not Harry," he said with a vague smile, ridding the conversation that was bound to arise. " I'm going out to Diagon Alley, I need to get a new wand. Er… mine snapped down in the Department of Mysteries."
Moody looked him up and down, probably searching for his wand on him. It was his luck he had left it at home; he just needed an excuse to get some time to think by himself.
" I'll come, I haven't got anything better to do," Tonks said.
" Actually, I'd prefer to be by myself—"
" Oh, I won't get in the w—" she stopped because Mrs. Weasely had elbowed her in the ribs. Tonks got the pictured and turned to talk to Fred and George about buying some of their Skiving Snackboxes.
" Well, I'll head off then," Remus said.
" Be back for dinner!" Mrs. Weasley yelled after him. Remus turned, smiled then continued walking, leaving the Order behind.
He entered Diagon Alley through the Leakey Cauldron and walked down the busy lane. There were Wizards standing around reading Harry's story that Luna's father (who owned The Quibbler) sold to them. There was hushed talk about You-Know-Who and even more talk on Albus Dumbledore.
He walked past Madame Mulkin's Robe store remembering the time when all four Marauders had to buy new robes after he had ripped them to pieces on one of their outings. They had a great laugh about it when they were getting fitted but at the time was truly devastating. There was a lot if explaining involved in that one.
He walked past Quality Quidditch Suppies and smiled at the Firebolt in the window. He laughed to himself remembering that he and James had walked past one day and thought that the Shooting Star was the best think since colourless poison.
Wandering into Florish and Blotts he noticed that the storekeeper had on sale defensive and complex charm spell books. He looked around and walked up stairs where he knew the Exclusive Dark Arts books were.
He found his favourite chair and sat back in it, pulling from the self any book at random. He didn't care what it was for he had no intention of reading it. He needed to think how to get over this anguish he was feeling.
People came and went as he sat in the comfortable red armchair, thinking.
Harry had been through a lot, and this was such a blowback, he had gotten so far with Sirius, he was his father, his brother, and his confidant.
He had defeated Voldemort so many times. He had saved the Philosopher's Stone, he had stopped the him returning through the form of a diary as his sixteen year old self, he had knocked back Dementor's (this one Lupin was particularly proud of), he had fought him up in the graveyard the year before where he had to watch Cedric die. He knew that for the first time Harry felt beaten by Voldemort.
There must be some kind of way that Harry could communicate with Sirius. Of course he couldn't deny that an act if communication wouldn't be completely selfless, he wanted to speak to his best friend too, it was just not possible.
He had not chosen to take a form as a ghost. That was not comforting as he hoped the unknown decision might have been.
He was not sure whether Sirius was dead or not. Bellatrix Lestrange had not killed him, he knew that for sure, he had been stunned and had fallen through the Veil, ultimately closing him behind forever.
He needed something to hope for. He needed something that he could pursue, besides the work he was doing for the Order.
He got up and put the unopened book away. He walked back down the stairs when he remembered that Molly told him to be back for dinner.
He glided down and stopped in front of a row of shelves entitled 'Diaries'.
Voldemort had tried to come back through a diary he had left behind at Hogwarts. Yes, he had already thought about that. He was nearing the Floo Powder station when the thought struck him.
The Marauders map.
Messrs Mooney, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs…
It was a memory.
It could speak for itself.
It had within it their 16-year-old selves.
Was it possible to bring Sirius back?
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STOP RIGHT THERE! IF YOU HAVEN'T READ HARRY POTTER AND THE ORDER OF THE PHOENIX… BE WARNED… THERE ARE MAJOR SPOILERS AHEAD. NO FLAMES ALLOWED. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!
Synopsis: On a lighter note, this story takes place after OotP. Remus feels lonely without Sirius. He knows Harry needs him. He has to find a way to get him back… it si going to be harder than he initially thought, but now he has a plan… and his hopes dramatically rise…
*
Chapter one: The Thought.
Lupin sighed and stared as Harry left the platform with him Muggle relatives. Harry was going through a tough time; there was no mistaking that. He had only just lost his Godfather and all hopes of living with the wizarding community had been squashed.
It had been hard for everyone now that Sirius was gone. Lupin was the only marauder left, well accounting that Wormtail was part of the Dark Side.
He turned back to his company: Mad Eye Moody, Nymphadora Tonks, The Weasley's and Hermione. He knew that the Order was going to go on. He knew that they were going to continue to fight the Greatest Dark Wizard of all time, You-Know-Who. They had Dumbledore, but somehow Remus knew it wasn't enough.
He had this feeling of dread and a choking sadness before, when James and Lily had been killed, Sirius imprisoned at Azkaban. This was a more sickening feeling of solitude that he hadn't felt as severely as before.
Sirius Black.
Dead.
His best friend.
He partner in crime.
What was life without him?
How was he going to cope?
Remus looked between his companions. Sure they were good company and they all got on well fine, but he had known Sirius Black his whole life. His relationship with him had meant everything. Everything.
Now he was gone.
" You all right Lupin?" Moody growled, lowering his bowler cap over his magical eye. " I know that you and Potter are close."
" Oh, it's not Harry," he said with a vague smile, ridding the conversation that was bound to arise. " I'm going out to Diagon Alley, I need to get a new wand. Er… mine snapped down in the Department of Mysteries."
Moody looked him up and down, probably searching for his wand on him. It was his luck he had left it at home; he just needed an excuse to get some time to think by himself.
" I'll come, I haven't got anything better to do," Tonks said.
" Actually, I'd prefer to be by myself—"
" Oh, I won't get in the w—" she stopped because Mrs. Weasely had elbowed her in the ribs. Tonks got the pictured and turned to talk to Fred and George about buying some of their Skiving Snackboxes.
" Well, I'll head off then," Remus said.
" Be back for dinner!" Mrs. Weasley yelled after him. Remus turned, smiled then continued walking, leaving the Order behind.
He entered Diagon Alley through the Leakey Cauldron and walked down the busy lane. There were Wizards standing around reading Harry's story that Luna's father (who owned The Quibbler) sold to them. There was hushed talk about You-Know-Who and even more talk on Albus Dumbledore.
He walked past Madame Mulkin's Robe store remembering the time when all four Marauders had to buy new robes after he had ripped them to pieces on one of their outings. They had a great laugh about it when they were getting fitted but at the time was truly devastating. There was a lot if explaining involved in that one.
He walked past Quality Quidditch Suppies and smiled at the Firebolt in the window. He laughed to himself remembering that he and James had walked past one day and thought that the Shooting Star was the best think since colourless poison.
Wandering into Florish and Blotts he noticed that the storekeeper had on sale defensive and complex charm spell books. He looked around and walked up stairs where he knew the Exclusive Dark Arts books were.
He found his favourite chair and sat back in it, pulling from the self any book at random. He didn't care what it was for he had no intention of reading it. He needed to think how to get over this anguish he was feeling.
People came and went as he sat in the comfortable red armchair, thinking.
Harry had been through a lot, and this was such a blowback, he had gotten so far with Sirius, he was his father, his brother, and his confidant.
He had defeated Voldemort so many times. He had saved the Philosopher's Stone, he had stopped the him returning through the form of a diary as his sixteen year old self, he had knocked back Dementor's (this one Lupin was particularly proud of), he had fought him up in the graveyard the year before where he had to watch Cedric die. He knew that for the first time Harry felt beaten by Voldemort.
There must be some kind of way that Harry could communicate with Sirius. Of course he couldn't deny that an act if communication wouldn't be completely selfless, he wanted to speak to his best friend too, it was just not possible.
He had not chosen to take a form as a ghost. That was not comforting as he hoped the unknown decision might have been.
He was not sure whether Sirius was dead or not. Bellatrix Lestrange had not killed him, he knew that for sure, he had been stunned and had fallen through the Veil, ultimately closing him behind forever.
He needed something to hope for. He needed something that he could pursue, besides the work he was doing for the Order.
He got up and put the unopened book away. He walked back down the stairs when he remembered that Molly told him to be back for dinner.
He glided down and stopped in front of a row of shelves entitled 'Diaries'.
Voldemort had tried to come back through a diary he had left behind at Hogwarts. Yes, he had already thought about that. He was nearing the Floo Powder station when the thought struck him.
The Marauders map.
Messrs Mooney, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs…
It was a memory.
It could speak for itself.
It had within it their 16-year-old selves.
Was it possible to bring Sirius back?
*
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