So, 4
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Peacockgal17: Thank you for reviewing, after you did I felt as if I ought to continue! So, I am…
I thought I would give up on this fic, but then I was inspired. However, the lack of reviews is v. sad, do people not read my fic? Or are they lazy? Or do they read off-line like me? Only the last option is an adequate excuse, i.e. you can't review before you've read the story, can you!
Since book five is out now this is A.U., but still fifth year. Casual reference may be made to Book 5, i.e. Kingsley Shacklebolt may be mentioned. N.B in my story Arabella Figg is a witch not a Squib, the joys of A.U!
I've tried saving as a web page, so hopefully the italics will show up!
#Parseltongue#
And so on with the story.
Remus: I've an idea about how to tell Harry.
Severus: In the middle of the night? All right, tell me. But be quick- I'm too tired…
"You could send him a birthday present, signed from 'father', [Remus chokes back a laugh about Severus being 'Dad' or 'Pops'], this will make him start trying to find out, so you will be more likely to get a chance to tell him later."
Remus finishes, somewhat out of breath due to not daring to breathe before he got his entire idea out. He then looks warily at Severus who seemed to have become several shades paler than his normally sallow colour.
"I have not even decided whether I will tell him or not" Severus [lies] says coldly. " And if I do decide to, I am perfectly capable of doing so, without your help", the last was spat in what appeared to be fear. "At present I want to sleep, and I would appreciate you leaving me alone!"
Remus left somewhat shocked, having thought that Severus had been convinced to tell Harry already.
Severus had been convinced, however, the man pacing his room had not even considered doing so, and any vague thoughts were of telling somewhere in the future, preferably the distant future. Not now.
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Tired from his morning's work Harry trudged upstairs and went to the bathroom to wash, he was shocked to see his reflection; aside from the purple blotch on his jaw, which he had, if not expected, not been surprised to see, his hair was straight, and fell smoothly. His hair had never been anything but one length, no matter how many times he had had it cut (think the incident mentioned in Philosopher's Stone for other haircut the return would simply have been less noticeable), it now hung by his ears and seemed to be doing a pretty good job of arranging itself neatly.
However, he quickly pushed this to the back of his mind as Dudley banged on the door for him to hurry up.
Moments later Harry returned to the sanctuary that was his room. It wasn't a nice room as such, and it didn't hold happy memories, but it was private, the Dursleys only entered if they had to.
#Insigna?# Harry inquired,
#Yes#
#Have you seen Hedwig?#
#The owl?#
#Yes#
#No#
#Oh, any other owls?#
#No, expecting post?#
#Yes, Ron and Hermione haven't written. The letters they sent at my birthday were really vague, so I thought they would write in more depth later, unless they are hiding something from me#
#What's in that box?# asked Insigna curiously, changing the subject to something she considered more significant,
In response Harry went over and opened it.
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"What do you want?" Narcissa snapped. She was not angry with her son, but was still recovering from shock, and hated to feel uncomfortable.
"Where did you go is morning?" Draco asked regaining a little confidence, he was used to his parents being generally annoyed, his mother had been unnervingly nice lately, which he like, in a way, but definitely was not accustomed to.
"Do I not have the right to go out without informing you first? You are no longer in need of supervision, so there is no reason why I should have told you" Narcissa was bristling with righteous anger, which, along with not knowing her son well, is why she did not realize that he was interested rather than spying for Lucius and she would also have realised that what she said was quite suspicious. Especially as her cover story was that she had been reading…
Draco did notice, but left before she got angrier, even though his parents were arguing more than they used to, if he done something to annoy her the his father would undoubtedly side with her. He shuddered.
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I know it is short, but I haven't updated for a very long time and I wanted to show that I hadn't given up.
This is a fifth year fic, but do you still want Sirius to die, either review:
No
Yes, soon.
Yes, near the end of the year like the real story.
Also review for Harry's new name:
Septimus (as suggested by Kittykat589)
Zachary (my favourite boys name, but Severitus uses it in A Father's Sin, which incidentally is really good story, but it wouldn't be originall)
Xavier (my other favourite name)
Other, please!!!! state.
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