Disclaimer: An idiot like me who forgets to put her disclaimer in her first
chapter can in no way own something as brilliant as "Harry Potter." I own
no character in this fic, and I'm sure that these ideas are in no way mine
alone (I don't have that good an imagination).
(Sorry if anyone falls into my 'idiot' category!)
Chapter two
Remus Lupin walked towards the house belonging to Harry's relatives. Dumbledore had told him that he must arrive at the Dursleys by some Muggle means of transportation so as not to invite any suspicion. He had apparated to Arabella Figg's place and had decided to walk from there. He couldn't help but think about recent occurrences. When the Maurauders were students at Hogwarts, they had no idea that they would be separated in such a way. James was dead because of Peter's betrayal and so was Sirius. The two remaining Maurauders would probably never speak to each other again, in fact Remus refused to even consider Pettigrew a Maurauder anymore.
No, he, Remus was the only remaining Maurauder, and it was his duty to take care of James's son. Even if it meant that he had to meet the same fate as Sirius. He was suddenly brought out of his somber thoughts by angry shouts of, "Watch where you're going boy!" He looked in the direction of the noise to see a boy running straight towards him. In his haste the boy had bumped into several people without noticing it. Several people had also been splashed when the boy stepped into puddles. Remus looked at the boy as he got closer and recognized the messy hair, green eyes and noticed a piece of parchment clutched in his hand. As he got closer Harry slipped and would have fallen, had he not been standing there.
Harry sprang back up and was about to run again, but Remus placed his hand firmly on his shoulder. " Harry, I was just on my way to meet you." The boy's face lit up. "So it was you who sent the letter!" He certainly did not expect this, but he quickly hid his surprise and took the letter from his hand. "Harry," he said, changing the topic, "I need to speak to you, but not here. Have you packed all of your things?"
When Harry looked at him, Remus knew that he was still under the illusion that he had sent the letter. It was better not to say anything until he was sure about the contents of the letter. "I have some books and stuff that I need to pack" Remus nodded. They entered the Dursley's house and Uncle Vernon was informed that Harry would be leaving. "Couldn't he leave for good this time?" Remus was aware that the Dursleys did not exactly like Harry, but he was not prepared for the loathing he heard in the man's voice. "You will have to sort out those details with Professor Dumbledore" he replied coldly, disgusted by the thought of the hatred that Harry was forced to face throughout the years.
While Harry was packing, Remus read the letter. He was certain that the Death Eaters were behind it. It was quite lucky that he arrived when he did, for he was sure that Harry was heading to the park when he bumped into him. "Will we be flying again, Professor?" He started at the sound of the voice, "No Harry, that's too dangerous. The Headmaster has gotten permission to use a Portkey." "Are Ron and Hermione going to be at Grimmauld Place, too?" he was asked. "Yes they are at Grimmauld place."
* * * Harry was overjoyed. Professor Lupin was there to take him to Grimmauld Place, where Ron, Hermione, the rest of the Weasleys and the Order would be. The best part however was that Sirius was alive! He was a bit doubtful at first, but seeing Lupin confirmed that it was right. No member of the Order and certainly not Professor Lupin would lie to him. * But Dumbledore did lie to me, or at least he kept secrets from me * Well that was over now. It didn't matter. Sirius was alive! Maybe he'd be there at Grimmauld Place. It was his place after all.
Professor Lupin told him to hold on to the portkey and Hedwig's cage, which was on top of his school trunk. "Okay Harry, are you ready?" "Yes, but where's the portkey?" To this Lupin smiled and brought out a striped sock. Harry hardly had time to marvel at the item chosen to be the portkey, when he felt the familiar, yet unpleasant jerk. When he landed and looked at his surroundings, he was shocked. This was not Grimmauld Place! He looked to Professor Lupin for an explanation, but even he looked a bit shocked. He turned around to see a familiar face, contorted with hatred.
A/N: Sorry for ending yet another chapter so suddenly. Don't worry. I'll update soon. Err another thing, REVIEW!
Chapter two
Remus Lupin walked towards the house belonging to Harry's relatives. Dumbledore had told him that he must arrive at the Dursleys by some Muggle means of transportation so as not to invite any suspicion. He had apparated to Arabella Figg's place and had decided to walk from there. He couldn't help but think about recent occurrences. When the Maurauders were students at Hogwarts, they had no idea that they would be separated in such a way. James was dead because of Peter's betrayal and so was Sirius. The two remaining Maurauders would probably never speak to each other again, in fact Remus refused to even consider Pettigrew a Maurauder anymore.
No, he, Remus was the only remaining Maurauder, and it was his duty to take care of James's son. Even if it meant that he had to meet the same fate as Sirius. He was suddenly brought out of his somber thoughts by angry shouts of, "Watch where you're going boy!" He looked in the direction of the noise to see a boy running straight towards him. In his haste the boy had bumped into several people without noticing it. Several people had also been splashed when the boy stepped into puddles. Remus looked at the boy as he got closer and recognized the messy hair, green eyes and noticed a piece of parchment clutched in his hand. As he got closer Harry slipped and would have fallen, had he not been standing there.
Harry sprang back up and was about to run again, but Remus placed his hand firmly on his shoulder. " Harry, I was just on my way to meet you." The boy's face lit up. "So it was you who sent the letter!" He certainly did not expect this, but he quickly hid his surprise and took the letter from his hand. "Harry," he said, changing the topic, "I need to speak to you, but not here. Have you packed all of your things?"
When Harry looked at him, Remus knew that he was still under the illusion that he had sent the letter. It was better not to say anything until he was sure about the contents of the letter. "I have some books and stuff that I need to pack" Remus nodded. They entered the Dursley's house and Uncle Vernon was informed that Harry would be leaving. "Couldn't he leave for good this time?" Remus was aware that the Dursleys did not exactly like Harry, but he was not prepared for the loathing he heard in the man's voice. "You will have to sort out those details with Professor Dumbledore" he replied coldly, disgusted by the thought of the hatred that Harry was forced to face throughout the years.
While Harry was packing, Remus read the letter. He was certain that the Death Eaters were behind it. It was quite lucky that he arrived when he did, for he was sure that Harry was heading to the park when he bumped into him. "Will we be flying again, Professor?" He started at the sound of the voice, "No Harry, that's too dangerous. The Headmaster has gotten permission to use a Portkey." "Are Ron and Hermione going to be at Grimmauld Place, too?" he was asked. "Yes they are at Grimmauld place."
* * * Harry was overjoyed. Professor Lupin was there to take him to Grimmauld Place, where Ron, Hermione, the rest of the Weasleys and the Order would be. The best part however was that Sirius was alive! He was a bit doubtful at first, but seeing Lupin confirmed that it was right. No member of the Order and certainly not Professor Lupin would lie to him. * But Dumbledore did lie to me, or at least he kept secrets from me * Well that was over now. It didn't matter. Sirius was alive! Maybe he'd be there at Grimmauld Place. It was his place after all.
Professor Lupin told him to hold on to the portkey and Hedwig's cage, which was on top of his school trunk. "Okay Harry, are you ready?" "Yes, but where's the portkey?" To this Lupin smiled and brought out a striped sock. Harry hardly had time to marvel at the item chosen to be the portkey, when he felt the familiar, yet unpleasant jerk. When he landed and looked at his surroundings, he was shocked. This was not Grimmauld Place! He looked to Professor Lupin for an explanation, but even he looked a bit shocked. He turned around to see a familiar face, contorted with hatred.
A/N: Sorry for ending yet another chapter so suddenly. Don't worry. I'll update soon. Err another thing, REVIEW!
