Padfootlet: ok... disclaimer right... the only thing I own are the books
written by J.K Rowling, which I bought at the bookstore OH! And I own a
Blink 182 CD and a Mest CD but that's bout it... I also own a horse!!! YAY
FOR ME I OWN SOMETHINGS!!!!
Padfoot: Uh huh... I here by no longer know you
Padfootlet: But I'm your daughter! You have to know me!!!!
Padfoot: No I don't
Padfootlet: Whatever.... On to the fic!
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This was the millionth time this summer Harry had dreamt about Sirius. Every night was the same thing. He was seeing Sirius being tortured by Voldemort.
He was in the department of Mysteries running from the Death Eaters.
Members from the Order rushing into the room with the veil.
And Sirius dueling with Bellatrix. Sirius, falling into the veil.
Him. Harry. Screaming for him to come back.
And Remus holding Harry back. Telling him that Sirius was never coming back.
"Harry, Harry wake up!"
Harry awoke with a start. He was drenched in cold sweat mingled with tears and he was breathing as though he had just run a mile. Though his vision was blurred, he could see the outline of his fathering the darkness.
He knew what woke his father up. He was screaming in his sleep again.
"S-Sorry." Harry whispered sitting up grabbing his glasses off the bedside table.
James smiled weakly' "don't be, I was awake already before you started screaming, must have been some nightmare."
"Yeah", Harry mumbled sadly. He was still thinking about Sirius.
James looked over to Ron's bed and smiled a bit. "He's a heavy sleeper, obviously, I mean the way you were screaming could have woke anyone up, even Padfoot." James said with a little laugh in an attempt to lighten the mood.
Harry sighed, " I put a silencing charm on his bed so I wouldn't wake him up." Then he buried his head in his hands.
James's smile fell from his face when his attempt to lighten the mood had failed.
"You-you ok?" James asked concerned.
"It's all my fault" Harry choked hoarsely. "If it hadn't been for me he would still be alive." Silent tears began to fall down Harry's face and he swept them away with his hand.
The James understood.
"Listen", he said putting his hand on Harry's shoulder, sitting next to him on the bed. "Don't beat yourself up over that ok? It wasn't your fault. And blaming yourself won't bring him back. You were just doing what you thought was right." James said softly and surprisingly, he sounded father-like.
Harry looked at him. "But if I had worked harder on my occlumency, I never would have had that dream, and I wouldn't have gone after him." Harry said softly and sadly.
In another feeble attempt to lighten the mood, James said, "Don't blame yourself for not practicing, if it were me I wouldn't be to keen on opening my mind to Snape either.
Harry smiled sadly. "But still,"
"No, it's not your fault." James said firmly.
"Yes—" "No Harry, and I can tell you right now Padfoot wouldn't want you to go blaming yourself for something neither of you had any control over."
"You don't understand do you? I had complete control of it! I shouldn't have—"
"No one has any control over anything but their own actions Harry." Said a calm but tired voice, it was Remus's
"Oh... hello prof- Remus." Since Remus was no longer Harry's teacher he had insisted that Harry called him Remus, Harry was still getting used to calling him Remus
"Did we wake you Moony?" James asked.
"No I was on my way back to bed after a cup of tea. Now I suggest the two of you get to bed." With that, Remus shut the door and left.
"You think you can get to sleep?" Asked James, who wasn't really tired himself.
Harry shook his head slightly. "You can go to sleep though, I don't wan to keep you up."
Nah, I'm not tired. Fancy a game of wizards chess?" James asked trying to cheer Harry up. It's seemed to work.
"Sure", Harry got off the bed and went over to his trunk and grabbed the box. He sat back down across from his father. Then he asked, " Uh... how are we supposed to play? We cant light up the room without waking Ron up."
In reply James took out his wand and muttered, "Lumos surrous." (A/N: surrous is pronounced surro-us) The bed lit up but the rest of the room was still pitch black. "Better?" James smiled weakly. He was still trying to lighten his son's mood.
"Yeah." Harry started to set up the chessboard.
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"Boys, your still not asleep are you?" came an exasperated voice. James and Harry had eventually fallen asleep on the chessboard and the pieces had given up on trying to wake them up.
"C'mon, you have to get up! You've already missed breakfast!"
At the mention of breakfast James shot up. "Breakfast? Where I'm hungry!"
Remus laughed. "You missed it, sorry Prongs."
"But I'm hungry!" And as if to emphasize his point his stomach gave a very loud growl. Remus laughed again.
"Well I'm sure Molly wouldn't mind making you and Harry a late breakfast" He turned to leave. "Oh and get Harry up will you?" With that he left.
"Harry." James said softly. Shaking him a little. Harry didn't move. "Hey Harry!" James said little louder and shaking him a little harder. Still nothing. 'C'MON I'M HUNGRY!' James thought.
Getting fed up with Harry refusing to wake up he walked into the bathroom, grabbed a glass of water and calmly walked back into the room and threw it onto Harry's face.
"AHH!! What? Who? What's going on?"
James laughed.
Harry noticed his father laughing at him. "What did you do that for?" Harry almost yelled. He was NOT a morning person.
"Well you see, I'm hungry, and I can't get my breakfast if you're still up here sleeping. Now hurry up and get dressed."
"Yes mother." Harry said sarcastically rolling his eyes.
"No, it's 'yes father' seeing as I am your father and not your mother. Lily is." James said jokingly. Harry rolled his eyes again.
"I see you've finally decided to join us." Molly Weasley said setting plates of food in front of Harry and James. They immediately began to dig in. When Harry and James finished their breakfast. Remus said, "now that you have eaten I can give you both your Hogwarts letters." Remus handed Harry and James 2 envelopes, both bore the Hogwarts crest. Harry noticed his was thicker than usual. James just stared at his letter. The looked at Remus.
"I still have to go to school?!
"Well of course you may be in the future but your still only 16 and you're still not of age." Said Mrs. Weasley.
James sighed and opened his letter and read it. Harry read his as well.
"I-I'm quidditch captain??!!" Harry said with a mixture of disbelief and happiness.
James however rolled his eyes. "Well that's not surprising considering who your father is."
Now it was Remus's turn to roll his eyes. "Some things never change." He said quietly.
James chose to ignore this comment while Mrs. Weasly and Harry silently laughed.
" So when are we going to get our stuff?" James asked
"I was thinking in about an hour. That way you and Harry can spend sometime with Ron." Said Mrs. Weasley. Ron was helping his brothers with the joke shop again.
"Oh and Hermione and Ginny are going to meet us there as well." Remus said. Ginny was staying at Hermione's house for 2 weeks.
Harry smiled he hadn't seen Hermione for a while.
An hour later Harry, James and Mrs. Weasley were ready to go to Diagon Alley.
"Why aren't you coming Moony?" James asked.
Remus sighed, "I've got a few things I have to do for the Order."
"Well, we must be going," said Mrs. Weasly who had noticed Harry was going to asked what exactly Remus was doing.
Mrs. Weasley pulled out a bag of floo powder. Harry hated traveling by floo powder. Mrs. Weasley lit a fire in the fireplace with her wand and said, "Ok James, you're the guest, you go first."
James stepped forward and took a ping of powder and threw it into the fireplace. The flames turned green, James stepped into the fire and said, "Diagon Alley!" Loudly and clearly. And he disappeared from the fireplace.
Next it was Harry's turn. He took a pinch of powder and threw it into the fire. They turned green and he stepped forward and said, "Diagon Alley!" Just as James had done.
He felt the familiar spinning sensation as the Grimmauld kitchen disappeared from view.
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Padfoot: THAT'S ALL!!!!
Padfootlet: I quote myself 'DO YOU HAVE TO YELL???!!!!'
Padfoot: YES!!! Besides, you were just yelling
Padfootlet: yes. But that's not the point!
Padfoot: So what IS the point?
Padfootlet: DON'T YELL!!!
Padfoot: Oh... well then how come your yelling?
Padfootlet (sighs): Just forget it... Anyways special thanx to headncloud, for giving me the idea for this chap! HUGS AND KISSES!!! R/R plz!
Padfoot: If I can't yell then you shouldn't be able to either.
Padfootlet: Shutup
Padfoot: Uh huh... I here by no longer know you
Padfootlet: But I'm your daughter! You have to know me!!!!
Padfoot: No I don't
Padfootlet: Whatever.... On to the fic!
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This was the millionth time this summer Harry had dreamt about Sirius. Every night was the same thing. He was seeing Sirius being tortured by Voldemort.
He was in the department of Mysteries running from the Death Eaters.
Members from the Order rushing into the room with the veil.
And Sirius dueling with Bellatrix. Sirius, falling into the veil.
Him. Harry. Screaming for him to come back.
And Remus holding Harry back. Telling him that Sirius was never coming back.
"Harry, Harry wake up!"
Harry awoke with a start. He was drenched in cold sweat mingled with tears and he was breathing as though he had just run a mile. Though his vision was blurred, he could see the outline of his fathering the darkness.
He knew what woke his father up. He was screaming in his sleep again.
"S-Sorry." Harry whispered sitting up grabbing his glasses off the bedside table.
James smiled weakly' "don't be, I was awake already before you started screaming, must have been some nightmare."
"Yeah", Harry mumbled sadly. He was still thinking about Sirius.
James looked over to Ron's bed and smiled a bit. "He's a heavy sleeper, obviously, I mean the way you were screaming could have woke anyone up, even Padfoot." James said with a little laugh in an attempt to lighten the mood.
Harry sighed, " I put a silencing charm on his bed so I wouldn't wake him up." Then he buried his head in his hands.
James's smile fell from his face when his attempt to lighten the mood had failed.
"You-you ok?" James asked concerned.
"It's all my fault" Harry choked hoarsely. "If it hadn't been for me he would still be alive." Silent tears began to fall down Harry's face and he swept them away with his hand.
The James understood.
"Listen", he said putting his hand on Harry's shoulder, sitting next to him on the bed. "Don't beat yourself up over that ok? It wasn't your fault. And blaming yourself won't bring him back. You were just doing what you thought was right." James said softly and surprisingly, he sounded father-like.
Harry looked at him. "But if I had worked harder on my occlumency, I never would have had that dream, and I wouldn't have gone after him." Harry said softly and sadly.
In another feeble attempt to lighten the mood, James said, "Don't blame yourself for not practicing, if it were me I wouldn't be to keen on opening my mind to Snape either.
Harry smiled sadly. "But still,"
"No, it's not your fault." James said firmly.
"Yes—" "No Harry, and I can tell you right now Padfoot wouldn't want you to go blaming yourself for something neither of you had any control over."
"You don't understand do you? I had complete control of it! I shouldn't have—"
"No one has any control over anything but their own actions Harry." Said a calm but tired voice, it was Remus's
"Oh... hello prof- Remus." Since Remus was no longer Harry's teacher he had insisted that Harry called him Remus, Harry was still getting used to calling him Remus
"Did we wake you Moony?" James asked.
"No I was on my way back to bed after a cup of tea. Now I suggest the two of you get to bed." With that, Remus shut the door and left.
"You think you can get to sleep?" Asked James, who wasn't really tired himself.
Harry shook his head slightly. "You can go to sleep though, I don't wan to keep you up."
Nah, I'm not tired. Fancy a game of wizards chess?" James asked trying to cheer Harry up. It's seemed to work.
"Sure", Harry got off the bed and went over to his trunk and grabbed the box. He sat back down across from his father. Then he asked, " Uh... how are we supposed to play? We cant light up the room without waking Ron up."
In reply James took out his wand and muttered, "Lumos surrous." (A/N: surrous is pronounced surro-us) The bed lit up but the rest of the room was still pitch black. "Better?" James smiled weakly. He was still trying to lighten his son's mood.
"Yeah." Harry started to set up the chessboard.
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"Boys, your still not asleep are you?" came an exasperated voice. James and Harry had eventually fallen asleep on the chessboard and the pieces had given up on trying to wake them up.
"C'mon, you have to get up! You've already missed breakfast!"
At the mention of breakfast James shot up. "Breakfast? Where I'm hungry!"
Remus laughed. "You missed it, sorry Prongs."
"But I'm hungry!" And as if to emphasize his point his stomach gave a very loud growl. Remus laughed again.
"Well I'm sure Molly wouldn't mind making you and Harry a late breakfast" He turned to leave. "Oh and get Harry up will you?" With that he left.
"Harry." James said softly. Shaking him a little. Harry didn't move. "Hey Harry!" James said little louder and shaking him a little harder. Still nothing. 'C'MON I'M HUNGRY!' James thought.
Getting fed up with Harry refusing to wake up he walked into the bathroom, grabbed a glass of water and calmly walked back into the room and threw it onto Harry's face.
"AHH!! What? Who? What's going on?"
James laughed.
Harry noticed his father laughing at him. "What did you do that for?" Harry almost yelled. He was NOT a morning person.
"Well you see, I'm hungry, and I can't get my breakfast if you're still up here sleeping. Now hurry up and get dressed."
"Yes mother." Harry said sarcastically rolling his eyes.
"No, it's 'yes father' seeing as I am your father and not your mother. Lily is." James said jokingly. Harry rolled his eyes again.
"I see you've finally decided to join us." Molly Weasley said setting plates of food in front of Harry and James. They immediately began to dig in. When Harry and James finished their breakfast. Remus said, "now that you have eaten I can give you both your Hogwarts letters." Remus handed Harry and James 2 envelopes, both bore the Hogwarts crest. Harry noticed his was thicker than usual. James just stared at his letter. The looked at Remus.
"I still have to go to school?!
"Well of course you may be in the future but your still only 16 and you're still not of age." Said Mrs. Weasley.
James sighed and opened his letter and read it. Harry read his as well.
"I-I'm quidditch captain??!!" Harry said with a mixture of disbelief and happiness.
James however rolled his eyes. "Well that's not surprising considering who your father is."
Now it was Remus's turn to roll his eyes. "Some things never change." He said quietly.
James chose to ignore this comment while Mrs. Weasly and Harry silently laughed.
" So when are we going to get our stuff?" James asked
"I was thinking in about an hour. That way you and Harry can spend sometime with Ron." Said Mrs. Weasley. Ron was helping his brothers with the joke shop again.
"Oh and Hermione and Ginny are going to meet us there as well." Remus said. Ginny was staying at Hermione's house for 2 weeks.
Harry smiled he hadn't seen Hermione for a while.
An hour later Harry, James and Mrs. Weasley were ready to go to Diagon Alley.
"Why aren't you coming Moony?" James asked.
Remus sighed, "I've got a few things I have to do for the Order."
"Well, we must be going," said Mrs. Weasly who had noticed Harry was going to asked what exactly Remus was doing.
Mrs. Weasley pulled out a bag of floo powder. Harry hated traveling by floo powder. Mrs. Weasley lit a fire in the fireplace with her wand and said, "Ok James, you're the guest, you go first."
James stepped forward and took a ping of powder and threw it into the fireplace. The flames turned green, James stepped into the fire and said, "Diagon Alley!" Loudly and clearly. And he disappeared from the fireplace.
Next it was Harry's turn. He took a pinch of powder and threw it into the fire. They turned green and he stepped forward and said, "Diagon Alley!" Just as James had done.
He felt the familiar spinning sensation as the Grimmauld kitchen disappeared from view.
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Padfoot: THAT'S ALL!!!!
Padfootlet: I quote myself 'DO YOU HAVE TO YELL???!!!!'
Padfoot: YES!!! Besides, you were just yelling
Padfootlet: yes. But that's not the point!
Padfoot: So what IS the point?
Padfootlet: DON'T YELL!!!
Padfoot: Oh... well then how come your yelling?
Padfootlet (sighs): Just forget it... Anyways special thanx to headncloud, for giving me the idea for this chap! HUGS AND KISSES!!! R/R plz!
Padfoot: If I can't yell then you shouldn't be able to either.
Padfootlet: Shutup