Harry was very quiet for the rest of the day. As soon as he'd broken apart
from Severus, he ran out of the room and back up to his quarters in the
Gryffindor house. It was Saturday and his dorm hadn't quite been emptied of
the rest of his fellow 6th years. Ron was still snoring deeply, and Neville
sat on his bed, tugging at a shoe when he caught sight of Harry. "Oh hiya
Harry. Where were you last night? Ron wouldn't tell me."
"I, umm, had to leave suddenly for the night."
His mind wasn't working and thinking up a plausible excuse definitely was out of his league at the moment. Neville looked strangely at him, but nodded and left Harry to his own devices for a while. He slumped down on the bed, still exhausted from last night and even with the help of his father's potion, he felt like he could sleep forever and a day.
"It must be why Remus always looks so tired all the time. Wonder how long it'll take for myself to start having that under slept look," he thought, staring up at the ceiling until he fell asleep.
"HARRY! WAKE UP!" A loud voice came later, probably about three in the afternoon, and looked over at his redheaded friend. "C'mon Harry! Hermione finally is being let back out of the hospital wing."
"I'd rather just sleep..." he mumbled, but hauled himself off his bed anyhow and threw on some clothes. The halls were filled with students bustling about, glad it was the weekend and had the day to goof off or possibly write a few inches for a paper due on Monday. A few minutes later, their bushy haired friend came near them, a bright smile on her face. "There you two are! I've been looking all over for you. Hey, did you know we have our first Hogsmead trip tomorrow? I'd completely forgotten about it with being in the hospital wing for so long. Harry, you look terrible," She stated, suddenly realizing that it'd been the full moon yesterday. "Sorry, I know it must have been hard. Maybe you'd better just stay here instead..."
"No, I'd rather go. If they find out I'm missing everything, they're going to start asking questions I'd prefer not to answer. Maybe I can get another one of those energy potions before leaving."
Ron and Hermione looked at each other, deciding it was better just to accept his decision than argue. They followed behind, the girl wondering if she should go to Dumbledore or Snape on this to see what they had to say.
Remus came towards them a few minutes later, his eyes full of grief and of course tiredness. "Harry, I-."
Harry holding a hand up cut him off, "Remus, stop. I know you're sorry and didn't mean for it to happen, but it wasn't your fault. When you are wolf, I understand how hard it is not to attack someone, even with the potion. Without it, I don't see how you didn't finish me off right then and there. This I know will help, I forgive you."
They all could see Remus's eyes fill up with tears, having thought that Harry would never talk to him again, never less forgive him. He couldn't help it as he rushed up to the boy and squeezed him in a tight hug.
"Bloody 'ell, mate, I can't breath." Harry gasped, struggling from the embrace. Remus looked embarrassed as he let him go and brushed his robes off. "I was thinking of coming along to Hogsmead tomorrow with everyone, don't think they'd mind too much, do you?"
"Let's see, how many students would want to mess with a Snape looking kid with a werewolf at his side?" Harry laughed, wanting to keep all questions about his recent behavior and looks to a minimal. "Might even be able to ward off Miss Malfoy like that." "HARRY! You still didn't change him back??" Hermione groaned, looking at him with a haughty look. "You're acting more like your father every day."
Everyone had to laugh at that statement, it was just too funny not too. The rest of the day was spent in Remus's quarters with Dobby stopping in with dinner a while later, giving Harry some much needed food. Later than night Harry was found curled up on Lupin's bed, none of them wanting to move him. "Remus," Dumbledore said, announcing his presence with Severus striding in behind. "We've been discussing the situation and thought it might be wise to find a way for Harry to have his own quarters like yours so nightly absences aren't questioned so much. Of course moving him abruptly will cause some questions, but most people are less likely to figure out the real reason." He flicked his wand and Harry disappeared, "But for now, Mr. Potter here needs his rest and is back in his dormitory."
"Where do you plan on having him stay?" Remus questioned, yawning loudly himself. "Oh, I was thinking possibly with you so you'll be able to keep an eye on him and make sure he isn't off getting into mischief," Dumbledore responded with a twinkle in his eye. "Severus was willing to let him stay in his room, but that would be more likely questioned than with you, most everyone knows that Harry was very friendly with you." Remus nodded and was glad to let Harry stay with him.
The next morning Harry woke up, yawning sleepily as he realized it was almost time to head off to Hogsmead. Dashing around, he grabbed his clothes along with a pair of shoes and headed down towards the entrance hall. A large group of people was scattered about and Hermione, Ron and Remus found him a moment later, shoving him through the doors as they neared their destination.
"C'mon! Harry, I want to go visit my brothers since I haven't seen them in like forever," Ron wheedled, grabbing at Harry's arm and dragging him off towards the new joke shop. "RON! Harry! How're you doing?" George called over, shaking his hand briskly. "And, what accident did you have in Potions to end up looking like that??" Fred wondered, looking at Harry's face. They quickly explained, hoping that the twins would be trusted enough not to let it slip out. Ron decided he'd rather spend time with his brothers, leaving Harry, Hermione and Remus to wander off.
After having filled up their pockets with candy from Honeydukes, Harry wanted to head over to Gladrags Wizardwear to pick up a new outfit. He'd gotten some extra cash from Sirius, having left pretty much everything to him in the will, and decided to get some new clothes for when not in class. A soft dragon hide skinned outfit and a considerably lighter pocket of cash; he stepped out, feeling very odd, yet good in his new clothing. After walking around for a bit, each of the three wanted to head over to the Three Broomsticks for a butterbeer and saw the Weasley brothers already sitting there. "Yo! You three, pull up a chair!"
They did, and ordered more butterbeers for all around and sat down with the twins to see how they've been. Things seemed to have been good, the joke shop booming with business ever since the previous year and Umbridge. "We've actually had to hire some help to be able to produce the amount of products being ordered!" Fred cheered, clinking his glass against his brother's.
Harry grimaced; his scar was flooding his head with pain for the first time he could remember in awhile. "Remus," he whispered, not wanting the others to hear. "I think I want to go back. My scar is hurting, badly. I think he's planning on doing something drastic soon."
Remus stared down at him. "Are you certain?" "He's feeling angry, moreso than he has for months since my scar hasn't hurt like this since..." He broke off, knowing Remus would know very well what he was talking about. The man nodded, picking himself up and excusing himself and Harry, saying that he'd just remembered Dumbledore needed to speak with them in a half and hour.
They rushed back, colliding with Severus as they came in the entrance hall. He saw Harry's look of pain upon his face and immediately wanted to know what was going on. It was explained to him on the way up to Dumbledore's office, "Treacle Tart," Snape muttered, the door flying open and they ran inside, Remus first, followed by Severus.
Harry felt a sudden force stop him, his father putting an arm in front of his chest to make sure he didn't come any closer. A look of horror spread across their faces as they saw Bellatrix Lestrange, Macnair, and none other than Lucius Malfoy standing infront of Dumbledore with their wands point directly at him.
His mind wasn't working and thinking up a plausible excuse definitely was out of his league at the moment. Neville looked strangely at him, but nodded and left Harry to his own devices for a while. He slumped down on the bed, still exhausted from last night and even with the help of his father's potion, he felt like he could sleep forever and a day.
"It must be why Remus always looks so tired all the time. Wonder how long it'll take for myself to start having that under slept look," he thought, staring up at the ceiling until he fell asleep.
"HARRY! WAKE UP!" A loud voice came later, probably about three in the afternoon, and looked over at his redheaded friend. "C'mon Harry! Hermione finally is being let back out of the hospital wing."
"I'd rather just sleep..." he mumbled, but hauled himself off his bed anyhow and threw on some clothes. The halls were filled with students bustling about, glad it was the weekend and had the day to goof off or possibly write a few inches for a paper due on Monday. A few minutes later, their bushy haired friend came near them, a bright smile on her face. "There you two are! I've been looking all over for you. Hey, did you know we have our first Hogsmead trip tomorrow? I'd completely forgotten about it with being in the hospital wing for so long. Harry, you look terrible," She stated, suddenly realizing that it'd been the full moon yesterday. "Sorry, I know it must have been hard. Maybe you'd better just stay here instead..."
"No, I'd rather go. If they find out I'm missing everything, they're going to start asking questions I'd prefer not to answer. Maybe I can get another one of those energy potions before leaving."
Ron and Hermione looked at each other, deciding it was better just to accept his decision than argue. They followed behind, the girl wondering if she should go to Dumbledore or Snape on this to see what they had to say.
Remus came towards them a few minutes later, his eyes full of grief and of course tiredness. "Harry, I-."
Harry holding a hand up cut him off, "Remus, stop. I know you're sorry and didn't mean for it to happen, but it wasn't your fault. When you are wolf, I understand how hard it is not to attack someone, even with the potion. Without it, I don't see how you didn't finish me off right then and there. This I know will help, I forgive you."
They all could see Remus's eyes fill up with tears, having thought that Harry would never talk to him again, never less forgive him. He couldn't help it as he rushed up to the boy and squeezed him in a tight hug.
"Bloody 'ell, mate, I can't breath." Harry gasped, struggling from the embrace. Remus looked embarrassed as he let him go and brushed his robes off. "I was thinking of coming along to Hogsmead tomorrow with everyone, don't think they'd mind too much, do you?"
"Let's see, how many students would want to mess with a Snape looking kid with a werewolf at his side?" Harry laughed, wanting to keep all questions about his recent behavior and looks to a minimal. "Might even be able to ward off Miss Malfoy like that." "HARRY! You still didn't change him back??" Hermione groaned, looking at him with a haughty look. "You're acting more like your father every day."
Everyone had to laugh at that statement, it was just too funny not too. The rest of the day was spent in Remus's quarters with Dobby stopping in with dinner a while later, giving Harry some much needed food. Later than night Harry was found curled up on Lupin's bed, none of them wanting to move him. "Remus," Dumbledore said, announcing his presence with Severus striding in behind. "We've been discussing the situation and thought it might be wise to find a way for Harry to have his own quarters like yours so nightly absences aren't questioned so much. Of course moving him abruptly will cause some questions, but most people are less likely to figure out the real reason." He flicked his wand and Harry disappeared, "But for now, Mr. Potter here needs his rest and is back in his dormitory."
"Where do you plan on having him stay?" Remus questioned, yawning loudly himself. "Oh, I was thinking possibly with you so you'll be able to keep an eye on him and make sure he isn't off getting into mischief," Dumbledore responded with a twinkle in his eye. "Severus was willing to let him stay in his room, but that would be more likely questioned than with you, most everyone knows that Harry was very friendly with you." Remus nodded and was glad to let Harry stay with him.
The next morning Harry woke up, yawning sleepily as he realized it was almost time to head off to Hogsmead. Dashing around, he grabbed his clothes along with a pair of shoes and headed down towards the entrance hall. A large group of people was scattered about and Hermione, Ron and Remus found him a moment later, shoving him through the doors as they neared their destination.
"C'mon! Harry, I want to go visit my brothers since I haven't seen them in like forever," Ron wheedled, grabbing at Harry's arm and dragging him off towards the new joke shop. "RON! Harry! How're you doing?" George called over, shaking his hand briskly. "And, what accident did you have in Potions to end up looking like that??" Fred wondered, looking at Harry's face. They quickly explained, hoping that the twins would be trusted enough not to let it slip out. Ron decided he'd rather spend time with his brothers, leaving Harry, Hermione and Remus to wander off.
After having filled up their pockets with candy from Honeydukes, Harry wanted to head over to Gladrags Wizardwear to pick up a new outfit. He'd gotten some extra cash from Sirius, having left pretty much everything to him in the will, and decided to get some new clothes for when not in class. A soft dragon hide skinned outfit and a considerably lighter pocket of cash; he stepped out, feeling very odd, yet good in his new clothing. After walking around for a bit, each of the three wanted to head over to the Three Broomsticks for a butterbeer and saw the Weasley brothers already sitting there. "Yo! You three, pull up a chair!"
They did, and ordered more butterbeers for all around and sat down with the twins to see how they've been. Things seemed to have been good, the joke shop booming with business ever since the previous year and Umbridge. "We've actually had to hire some help to be able to produce the amount of products being ordered!" Fred cheered, clinking his glass against his brother's.
Harry grimaced; his scar was flooding his head with pain for the first time he could remember in awhile. "Remus," he whispered, not wanting the others to hear. "I think I want to go back. My scar is hurting, badly. I think he's planning on doing something drastic soon."
Remus stared down at him. "Are you certain?" "He's feeling angry, moreso than he has for months since my scar hasn't hurt like this since..." He broke off, knowing Remus would know very well what he was talking about. The man nodded, picking himself up and excusing himself and Harry, saying that he'd just remembered Dumbledore needed to speak with them in a half and hour.
They rushed back, colliding with Severus as they came in the entrance hall. He saw Harry's look of pain upon his face and immediately wanted to know what was going on. It was explained to him on the way up to Dumbledore's office, "Treacle Tart," Snape muttered, the door flying open and they ran inside, Remus first, followed by Severus.
Harry felt a sudden force stop him, his father putting an arm in front of his chest to make sure he didn't come any closer. A look of horror spread across their faces as they saw Bellatrix Lestrange, Macnair, and none other than Lucius Malfoy standing infront of Dumbledore with their wands point directly at him.