Dedicated to: Demoness Wolf! She deserved it, especially since I got free chapters of her story.
Remus was rapidly growing irritated. The arrival of Dumbledore was still unexistant. The man had disappeared and Remus J. Lupin had a dilema that needed a solution.
"Minerva...." He trailed off at the sight of a student flinging food at the Potions Master. "Oh dear...."
Snape stood and stormed over to the Ravenclaw table, dragging a student up by his arm.
"Can he do that?!" Remus whispered to McGonagall, causing her to growl in rage and stand.
"SEVERUS! Unhand that student, right now!"
Severus Snape glanced up at her, a mixture of food dripping from his hair. Minerva's lip twitched but she regained her form and glared at him. The man glowered back and dropped the child's arm.
"I think you should wash up, Severus." Remus suggested kindly. //I think I'm going to visit Gregory... He's so lonely, perhaps his portrait can be moved to around my corridor....//
Remus stood up and excused himself, wandering casually out of the Great Hall. He knew Harry was comming, so he waited for him.
"Professor?"
"Hello Harry, care to take a walk around the school with me? I have a portrait friend I would like you to meet. His name's Gregory Wartright."
Harry gave a small smile.
"Afterwards we can talk to Siri, right?"
Remus's lopsided grin faltered.
"Harry, about that...." He paused, taking in a deep breath. "Sirius disappeared from his portrait. Just flickered out and vanished... no one seems to know what it's about."
Harry stared at him, surprised. Curious. Upset.
"Gone?" The teenager frowned. "And no one has an answer about it?"
Remus shook his head, leading the way to Gregory.
"Well Harry, this is Gregory...Gregory, this is Harry Potter."
The man in the portrait eyed Harry curiously.
"I seen you before. You hang around with that long, black haired boy don't you?" He asked, the dirt on his face exaggerated the lines of frozen age.
Harry looked at Gregory in confusion before looking at Remus.
"Does he mean my dad? And... Sirius?" His voice was soft and gentle and Remus could bearly stand to hear it.
Gregory sat down.
"Your father? Really?" He looked thoughful. "How is he now, then?"
A weird sound made it's way out of Harry's throat and sounded so small to even Remus's sensitive ears.
"Dead."
Gregory nodded in understanding.
"I'm sorry, I know how you feel." He said, his tone was sympathetic.
"I'm sure a lot of people do, they're just not in the public eye." Harry responded bitterly. He had his head down, tear tracks were visible on his cheeks.
"Harry." Remus pulled the young Gryffindor into his arms and held him tight. "I'm sorry Gregory, but we have to go. First to calm down, then to go and make a potion."
"See you later, then." Gregory waved. A hint of a pained smile remained on his face as they walked off.
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Minerva, Remus, Harry, Ron and Hermione all met in the Transfiguration classroom.
"We don't have to prepare the potion ourselves!" McGonagall said happily. "Severus made it for me. It was a bribe, but I'll be nice and well... lazy."
"Just admit it, you're as horrible in potions as I am." Remus said.
"Alright." She said, but didn't voice an actual agreement.
They distributed the potion in measured amounts. She handed a small glass to each of the students, who were surprisingly silent.
"I wonder what I'll be...." Ron wondered, staring at the murky yellow liquid.
"It's only a trial, Ron." Hermione stated, though her eyes didn't leave the potion eather.
"I know that!"
"PLEASE!" Minerva said. "Just take the potion...."
Ron took the potion first. His skin changed color to an orange brown and with a small poof he turned into a tawny owl.
"Somehow I just didn't see that happening...." Harry said, staring at his best frie- owl....
"I agree." The girl said. "I pictured him as a dog or something. Well, I suppose I'll be next."
With that, Hermione swallowed the foul potion and shifted into a cat. It was quite a funny sight. She was a brown and furry cat... her fur was in curly tufts. In Harry's opinion, she looked like a giant cotton ball.
Remus smiled.
"Your turn."
Harry grinned and took the potion. The professors and his best friends watched eagerly, wondering if he was going to become a stag.
Harry exhaled as his body became extremely warm but stiff. He heard a mild "poof" and his height decreased. He looked up at Remus, his green eyes sparkling with curiousity.
"Harry...you're a fox." He breathed.
Indeed, he was a fox. His fur was a bright red-orange with some black or white highlights here and there. Miraculously, the scar barely appeared. You wouldn't have known it was there if you didn't look hard for it. And the best thing of all, Harry reminded Remus of Lily. Red, green...
\\His Patronus is a stag and his Animagi form is a Fox... Lily and James are looking over him in their own, beautiful way."
TBC.
Remus was rapidly growing irritated. The arrival of Dumbledore was still unexistant. The man had disappeared and Remus J. Lupin had a dilema that needed a solution.
"Minerva...." He trailed off at the sight of a student flinging food at the Potions Master. "Oh dear...."
Snape stood and stormed over to the Ravenclaw table, dragging a student up by his arm.
"Can he do that?!" Remus whispered to McGonagall, causing her to growl in rage and stand.
"SEVERUS! Unhand that student, right now!"
Severus Snape glanced up at her, a mixture of food dripping from his hair. Minerva's lip twitched but she regained her form and glared at him. The man glowered back and dropped the child's arm.
"I think you should wash up, Severus." Remus suggested kindly. //I think I'm going to visit Gregory... He's so lonely, perhaps his portrait can be moved to around my corridor....//
Remus stood up and excused himself, wandering casually out of the Great Hall. He knew Harry was comming, so he waited for him.
"Professor?"
"Hello Harry, care to take a walk around the school with me? I have a portrait friend I would like you to meet. His name's Gregory Wartright."
Harry gave a small smile.
"Afterwards we can talk to Siri, right?"
Remus's lopsided grin faltered.
"Harry, about that...." He paused, taking in a deep breath. "Sirius disappeared from his portrait. Just flickered out and vanished... no one seems to know what it's about."
Harry stared at him, surprised. Curious. Upset.
"Gone?" The teenager frowned. "And no one has an answer about it?"
Remus shook his head, leading the way to Gregory.
"Well Harry, this is Gregory...Gregory, this is Harry Potter."
The man in the portrait eyed Harry curiously.
"I seen you before. You hang around with that long, black haired boy don't you?" He asked, the dirt on his face exaggerated the lines of frozen age.
Harry looked at Gregory in confusion before looking at Remus.
"Does he mean my dad? And... Sirius?" His voice was soft and gentle and Remus could bearly stand to hear it.
Gregory sat down.
"Your father? Really?" He looked thoughful. "How is he now, then?"
A weird sound made it's way out of Harry's throat and sounded so small to even Remus's sensitive ears.
"Dead."
Gregory nodded in understanding.
"I'm sorry, I know how you feel." He said, his tone was sympathetic.
"I'm sure a lot of people do, they're just not in the public eye." Harry responded bitterly. He had his head down, tear tracks were visible on his cheeks.
"Harry." Remus pulled the young Gryffindor into his arms and held him tight. "I'm sorry Gregory, but we have to go. First to calm down, then to go and make a potion."
"See you later, then." Gregory waved. A hint of a pained smile remained on his face as they walked off.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Minerva, Remus, Harry, Ron and Hermione all met in the Transfiguration classroom.
"We don't have to prepare the potion ourselves!" McGonagall said happily. "Severus made it for me. It was a bribe, but I'll be nice and well... lazy."
"Just admit it, you're as horrible in potions as I am." Remus said.
"Alright." She said, but didn't voice an actual agreement.
They distributed the potion in measured amounts. She handed a small glass to each of the students, who were surprisingly silent.
"I wonder what I'll be...." Ron wondered, staring at the murky yellow liquid.
"It's only a trial, Ron." Hermione stated, though her eyes didn't leave the potion eather.
"I know that!"
"PLEASE!" Minerva said. "Just take the potion...."
Ron took the potion first. His skin changed color to an orange brown and with a small poof he turned into a tawny owl.
"Somehow I just didn't see that happening...." Harry said, staring at his best frie- owl....
"I agree." The girl said. "I pictured him as a dog or something. Well, I suppose I'll be next."
With that, Hermione swallowed the foul potion and shifted into a cat. It was quite a funny sight. She was a brown and furry cat... her fur was in curly tufts. In Harry's opinion, she looked like a giant cotton ball.
Remus smiled.
"Your turn."
Harry grinned and took the potion. The professors and his best friends watched eagerly, wondering if he was going to become a stag.
Harry exhaled as his body became extremely warm but stiff. He heard a mild "poof" and his height decreased. He looked up at Remus, his green eyes sparkling with curiousity.
"Harry...you're a fox." He breathed.
Indeed, he was a fox. His fur was a bright red-orange with some black or white highlights here and there. Miraculously, the scar barely appeared. You wouldn't have known it was there if you didn't look hard for it. And the best thing of all, Harry reminded Remus of Lily. Red, green...
\\His Patronus is a stag and his Animagi form is a Fox... Lily and James are looking over him in their own, beautiful way."
TBC.