**A/n sorry I haven't updated in a looong time but I've been pretty busy.
lol I'll try to update again soon**
Harry stared blankly at the piece of parchment with Sirius's writing on it for a few minutes, thinking about what to respond to Sirius. "Mr. Potter are you alright? Should I send you to the hospital wing?" asked the professor. Harry pulled out of his trance and thought the best thing he could do, would be to leave class early. "Err yes Professor, I think that would be best." Harry grabbed his bag and the Note o Matic and quickly left the classroom.
Harry Quickly rushed down the corridor towards the Divination classroom in the North Tower. He didn't know who the Professor was, but he was sure that the Professor would claim to have expected his arrival, if he were to burst in and snatch the mirror from Sirius.
As Harry climbed the ladder toward the Divination room, Harry felt a rush of panic. He did not want to cause a commotion, by suddenly appearing in a classroom he wasn't supposed to be in at that time.
When Harry entered the Divination room he felt surprised to see that no one took any notice of him. He decided to take advantage of that and sneak over to where Sirius was seated, he looked around and found Sirius and Peter gazing open mouthed at the mirror Sirius had in front of him.
Harry quickly and carefully approached him, while dodging desks along the way. On his way towards Sirius's desk Harry knocked something over, that loudly smashed upon the floor. Harry looked around to see if the Professor was around, but saw no sign of a Professor anywhere, as he started to continue his way towards Sirius, a harsh angry sounding voice rung in his ears. "POTTER! What do you think you are doing in this classroom? How dare you knock over my Crystal ball and walk away with out the merest sign of apology." Harry winced at the sound of that voice, he didn't need to turn around to find out who it was.
Lily Evans violently pushed her desk aside nearly knocking over the blond girl seated next to her. She strode over to Harry. She leaned over him to pick up the shattered remnants of what was once her crystal ball, all the while glowering at Harry as if Daring him to move a muscle from where he was standing.
Harry could see a spark of fire blazing in Lily's stunningly green eyes. Harry slowly looked around to see if Sirius was watching. He found Sirius still gawking at the mirror, even with all the commotion that was going on Sirius still seemed to be interested in that mirror.
Harry looked back at Lily to see if he could help her out a little, but she pushed him away, telling him that he had already caused enough damage, and threatening to tell the professor when she got back, if he didn't leave soon. Harry quickly dashed toward Sirius and grabbed the mirror from him. Sirius fell out of his chair with shock. While Harry looked into the mirror and found Ron staring back at him.
"Ron!" Harry whispered frantically, while Sirius was trying to make his way back up into his seat. Not wanting to be caught out of class by the Professor, Harry ran towards the ladder and quickly descended it with the Mirror in his Hand. Sirius followed after Harry in haste.
Lily called out Angrily after them. "That's it Potter, go! Go on abandon a seemingly prosperous future depending upon if you ever had one! I bet you and Black will just drop out anyway, to start a Joke shop, or something else ridiculously stupid!" Harry snorted at this last comment from Lily as he hit the ground, followed closely by Sirius. Peter decided to tail behind them.
Harry, Sirius and Peter dashed down the corridors towards Gryffindor tower; Sirius grabbed Harry's arm. "No we don't want to go back to the commons, we could get caught!" Harry sighed out of frustration. "Where do you suggest we go than?" Sirius grinned. "Prongs I really do think you're losing it." Harry looked bewildered. "Losing what?" Sirius rolled his eyes. "Your memory! Where do you think we always go when we cut class?" Harry stared at Sirius not really knowing what to say. Sirius let out his bark like laugh. "The Whomping Willow! Unless you forgot what the use is, for The Whomping Willow, than I think I shall have to find a new best friend."
Harry followed Sirius across the grounds towards the Whomping Willow followed somewhat distantly by Peter, huffing somewhere behind them. "Hurry up Wormtail! We don't have time to wait for you to catch your breath. We need you to turn yourself into the little rat you are and prod the knot on the tree!" Sirius called out to him.
Moment's later Peter turned up short of breath and drenched in Sweat. "Next time.You. might wanna.. Go . a little.Slower. Sirius!" said Peter gasping for breath.
Sirius rolled his eyes impatiently. "There was nothing wrong with how fast we were going, you just need to get out a little more often instead of sitting around while Prongs Moony and I do all the work."
A triumphant smile appeared on Harry's face he realized he loved to hear Sirius ridicule Peter. It seemed to Harry, that Sirius treated Peter no better than he treated that house elf. Harry didn't mind.
Peter transformed himself into a rat, than creeped his way through the Branches of the Whomping Willow and touched his paw on the knot of a root causing the branches to stand still.
Sirius and Harry carefully followed the tunnel leading toward the Shrieking Shack where once every full moon Lupin would turn into a werewolf.
Once they were inside the Shrieking Shack all attention was turned back on to the mirror. Harry gazed into the glass and found Ron still peering at it. Sirius looked curiously over Harry's shoulder. "Who's that?" Harry wasn't sure what to tell Sirius with out him thinking he went a bit insane. "Err. He's a friend of mine."
Sirius looked confused. "I don't believe I've ever seen him at school before. Who is he?" Harry felt panicked. "Can I have a few moments alone please Sirius." Sirius gave Harry a concerned look. "James." Harry looked nervous. "Please Sirius!" Asked Harry, Sirius grabbed Peter by the neck of his robes and pulled him up the stairs. "Alright James, we'll leave you alone for a few minutes."
After Sirius and Peter left Harry looked at Ron. "Ron! My father must be there on your side!" Ron smiled up at Harry. "Yes Harry, he is!" Harry felt the same amount of excitement as he did when he first picked up the two-way mirror a much older Sirius had given him. Though Harry was sure he would not be disappointed, like he was when he wanted to see Sirius alive, instead of nothing at all but his own reflection.
Harry grinned at Ron. "You wouldn't mind if I." Ron already knew what Harry was going to ask, he frowned for a few moments. "I don't think Hermione would like you talking to him, Harry. But I suppose... Since she's not here." Harry felt his heart pumping against his chest as if it were about to burst with excitement. "But first." Said Ron more seriously. "There's a few things I need to fill you in on, and a few things you need to fill me in on."
Harry groaned he wanted to talk to his father immediately he did not know how often a chance like that could happen. Harry filled Ron in on everything that had happened in his father's time while Ron told Harry about what happened with James. Once they were all filled in on everything Ron turned around to hand the mirror to James when, he was interrupted by something.
After 20 minutes of waiting, Ron's face appeared in the mirror again. "Sorry Harry, Professor McGonagal was just here. She took James off to Dumbldore's office, and she wouldn't allow me to go with him." Harry felt very angry towards Ron. "WHAT!?" He yelled. Harry heard a loud thump on the floor above him followed by the sound of footsteps racing down the stairs. "GO AWAY, and don't show your face in this mirror ever again!"
Harry nearly threw the mirror on the floor but Sirius caught his arm. "Take it easy mate! That mirror is valuable!" Harry felt very frustrated towards Ron at that precise moment; he did not care if he smashed the mirror into a thousand pieces as long as he never had to see Ron's face again.
Sirius looked into the mirror hoping to see the person that caused his friend such anger. "He's gone!" Sirius let out a string of cuss words. "Calm down Prongs we'll get him, when we see him. What did he say anyway?" Harry was too angry and too disappointed to speak. Sirius and Peter gave each other a wary look. Sirius walked beside Harry towards the castle, while Peter, afraid of being harmed followed distantly behind.
*
After a while of lying on Harry's bed staring at the bed opposite of his, he heard Ron having an interesting conversation with himself. James paid no attention to Ron instead he drifted off to sleep.
James had an odd dream. He saw Sirius's face. He was in a strange room with something that looked to him like huge steep steps. There was some sort of battle going on. He looked down at Sirius and saw him falling through a veil. He felt a deep pain in his heart as he watched Sirius fall. And he felt a sick feeling of mournfulness and happiness. Suddenly he felt as though he was watching from the other side of that veil as though waiting to greet him. Before he could wrap his arms around Sirius, he awoke.
Professor McGonagal was prodding him awake James looked up at the look on her face. She looked sadly down at him. It was a few moments before he realized he had tears running down his cheeks. He quickly flushed and tried to wipe the tears away before anyone else noticed. "It's quite alright Mr. Potter. You have suffered a great loss. I'm sorry." Professor McGonagal gave him a look of pity.
"Professor Dumbledore would like a word with you, about Professor Snape. So if you'll kindly follow me." James got to his feet and followed Professor McGonagal out of the boy's dorm. Run suddenly jumped up and ran after them. "Wait! I need a word with Ja. Harry in private, please Professor!" Professor McGonagal glanced at Ron. "I am sorry Mr. Weasley but that will have to wait. Professor Dumbldore needs to see him immediately. I'm sure what ever it is you have to say to Mr. Potter can wait until after he returns."
James followed Professor McGonagal towards Dumbldore's office. He was so nervous with apprehension that he couldn't take in any of his surroundings on his way there. Once they reached his office they found his door wide open. "Please come in." called out Dumbldore. Professor McGonagal turned to Harry. "I'll leave you here Potter." With that she left the room.
"You may shut the door James." Said Dumbldore once Professor McGonagal had left. James slowly shut the door than turned around to face Dumbldore. James noticed a strange man with Graying hair seated in front of Dumbldore's desk. James surveyed the man for a moment; there was something about him that he recognized something very familiar.
James stood there a few moments unable to speak. "James, do you recognize who this man is?" Asked Dumbldore looking slightly amused. James nodded his head. "Moony."
Remus Lupin smiled at James and got up from his chair and walked over to him and embraced him. James felt a bit uneasy about seeing Remus so old and even more tired than he usually looked.
Remus led James to an empty seat next to his own. James slowly sunk down into the cushion on the chair.
Dumbldore beamed at Remus and James. "Remus has joined us, because he wanted to see you James." James stared at Remus for a few moments. "How does he know." Dumbldore cut him off. "Remus knows about you because, he found out about it long ago."
James stared at Remus absentmindedly for a few minutes. Remus stared back at James, transfixed by his presence. James felt a bit awkward; he let his eyes drift towards a portrait he had once seen at Sirius's house the one time he had visited. James forgot the name of the man in the portrait, but knew it was Sirius's great grandfather.
"James." Dumbldore caught his attention once again. "James, Professor Snape knows about you now. You must NOT threaten him like that again, or else Harry will be thrown out of his class." Dumbldore looked exasperated.
James frowned. "You can stop him from doing that can't you?" Dumbldore sighed. "I have no power over who Professor Snape may and may not teach, I'm afraid." James groaned. "But I'm not Harry." Dumbldore slammed his hand down on the table. "Precisely, that's why you must not act up in class, Harry, though he has acted on impulse before, would never act out like that in Professor Snapes class."
James looked to Remus for help. Remus shook his head. "I'm sorry James, but I'm afraid I'll have to agree with Dumbldore on this." James gave Remus an incredulous stare. "How can you." Remus sighed. "I've grown up since the last time you saw me. So has Severus." James glared. "So you're on a first name basis with him now, are you? You thought you'd replace your best mates with that sniveling." Remus reached out and grasped James's shoulder. "I have not replaced anyone, you and Sirius still remain dear to me and always will." For a moment James thought he saw a tear in Remus's eye before he casually wiped it away with his hand.
James wondered why Remus looked so pained, than he remembered the news he had received about Sirius. He wanted to learn more about his death, he wondered if that dream he had, had anything to do with it, but before he could ask, Dumbldore stood up from his chair. "You may go now James. I need to have a word with Remus." James was quickly shuffled out of Dumbldore's office and down the steps leading towards the corridor.
James headed back to Gryffindor tower feeling a bit put out he wanted to know everything he could about Sirius's death, he was sure that Dumbldore would never tell him exactly what had happened in order to avoid changing the future.
Once James entered the Gryffindor common room, he found Hermione sitting next to the fire knitting something that looked like a tea cozy. He heaved a deep sigh and took a seat next to Hermione and they discussed everything Dumbldore had told him. Hermione agreed that he should not cause any more trouble, which came as no surprise to him.
After his seemingly pointless conversation with Hermione, James decided to head back up to the boy's dorm, to ask Ron for his advice. James needed to talk to Sirius, he felt somewhat empty without him, and everything seemed less fun. James entered the Boy's dorm and found Ron kneeling on the floor staring into a mirror. He appeared to be having a vigorous conversation with it. It took James a moment to realize that it was his two-way mirror Ron was talking to.
James strode over to Ron and took a peek into the mirror and saw Sirius's face. James swiped the mirror from Ron nearly knocking him over. Sirius looked delighted to see James once more.
Harry stared blankly at the piece of parchment with Sirius's writing on it for a few minutes, thinking about what to respond to Sirius. "Mr. Potter are you alright? Should I send you to the hospital wing?" asked the professor. Harry pulled out of his trance and thought the best thing he could do, would be to leave class early. "Err yes Professor, I think that would be best." Harry grabbed his bag and the Note o Matic and quickly left the classroom.
Harry Quickly rushed down the corridor towards the Divination classroom in the North Tower. He didn't know who the Professor was, but he was sure that the Professor would claim to have expected his arrival, if he were to burst in and snatch the mirror from Sirius.
As Harry climbed the ladder toward the Divination room, Harry felt a rush of panic. He did not want to cause a commotion, by suddenly appearing in a classroom he wasn't supposed to be in at that time.
When Harry entered the Divination room he felt surprised to see that no one took any notice of him. He decided to take advantage of that and sneak over to where Sirius was seated, he looked around and found Sirius and Peter gazing open mouthed at the mirror Sirius had in front of him.
Harry quickly and carefully approached him, while dodging desks along the way. On his way towards Sirius's desk Harry knocked something over, that loudly smashed upon the floor. Harry looked around to see if the Professor was around, but saw no sign of a Professor anywhere, as he started to continue his way towards Sirius, a harsh angry sounding voice rung in his ears. "POTTER! What do you think you are doing in this classroom? How dare you knock over my Crystal ball and walk away with out the merest sign of apology." Harry winced at the sound of that voice, he didn't need to turn around to find out who it was.
Lily Evans violently pushed her desk aside nearly knocking over the blond girl seated next to her. She strode over to Harry. She leaned over him to pick up the shattered remnants of what was once her crystal ball, all the while glowering at Harry as if Daring him to move a muscle from where he was standing.
Harry could see a spark of fire blazing in Lily's stunningly green eyes. Harry slowly looked around to see if Sirius was watching. He found Sirius still gawking at the mirror, even with all the commotion that was going on Sirius still seemed to be interested in that mirror.
Harry looked back at Lily to see if he could help her out a little, but she pushed him away, telling him that he had already caused enough damage, and threatening to tell the professor when she got back, if he didn't leave soon. Harry quickly dashed toward Sirius and grabbed the mirror from him. Sirius fell out of his chair with shock. While Harry looked into the mirror and found Ron staring back at him.
"Ron!" Harry whispered frantically, while Sirius was trying to make his way back up into his seat. Not wanting to be caught out of class by the Professor, Harry ran towards the ladder and quickly descended it with the Mirror in his Hand. Sirius followed after Harry in haste.
Lily called out Angrily after them. "That's it Potter, go! Go on abandon a seemingly prosperous future depending upon if you ever had one! I bet you and Black will just drop out anyway, to start a Joke shop, or something else ridiculously stupid!" Harry snorted at this last comment from Lily as he hit the ground, followed closely by Sirius. Peter decided to tail behind them.
Harry, Sirius and Peter dashed down the corridors towards Gryffindor tower; Sirius grabbed Harry's arm. "No we don't want to go back to the commons, we could get caught!" Harry sighed out of frustration. "Where do you suggest we go than?" Sirius grinned. "Prongs I really do think you're losing it." Harry looked bewildered. "Losing what?" Sirius rolled his eyes. "Your memory! Where do you think we always go when we cut class?" Harry stared at Sirius not really knowing what to say. Sirius let out his bark like laugh. "The Whomping Willow! Unless you forgot what the use is, for The Whomping Willow, than I think I shall have to find a new best friend."
Harry followed Sirius across the grounds towards the Whomping Willow followed somewhat distantly by Peter, huffing somewhere behind them. "Hurry up Wormtail! We don't have time to wait for you to catch your breath. We need you to turn yourself into the little rat you are and prod the knot on the tree!" Sirius called out to him.
Moment's later Peter turned up short of breath and drenched in Sweat. "Next time.You. might wanna.. Go . a little.Slower. Sirius!" said Peter gasping for breath.
Sirius rolled his eyes impatiently. "There was nothing wrong with how fast we were going, you just need to get out a little more often instead of sitting around while Prongs Moony and I do all the work."
A triumphant smile appeared on Harry's face he realized he loved to hear Sirius ridicule Peter. It seemed to Harry, that Sirius treated Peter no better than he treated that house elf. Harry didn't mind.
Peter transformed himself into a rat, than creeped his way through the Branches of the Whomping Willow and touched his paw on the knot of a root causing the branches to stand still.
Sirius and Harry carefully followed the tunnel leading toward the Shrieking Shack where once every full moon Lupin would turn into a werewolf.
Once they were inside the Shrieking Shack all attention was turned back on to the mirror. Harry gazed into the glass and found Ron still peering at it. Sirius looked curiously over Harry's shoulder. "Who's that?" Harry wasn't sure what to tell Sirius with out him thinking he went a bit insane. "Err. He's a friend of mine."
Sirius looked confused. "I don't believe I've ever seen him at school before. Who is he?" Harry felt panicked. "Can I have a few moments alone please Sirius." Sirius gave Harry a concerned look. "James." Harry looked nervous. "Please Sirius!" Asked Harry, Sirius grabbed Peter by the neck of his robes and pulled him up the stairs. "Alright James, we'll leave you alone for a few minutes."
After Sirius and Peter left Harry looked at Ron. "Ron! My father must be there on your side!" Ron smiled up at Harry. "Yes Harry, he is!" Harry felt the same amount of excitement as he did when he first picked up the two-way mirror a much older Sirius had given him. Though Harry was sure he would not be disappointed, like he was when he wanted to see Sirius alive, instead of nothing at all but his own reflection.
Harry grinned at Ron. "You wouldn't mind if I." Ron already knew what Harry was going to ask, he frowned for a few moments. "I don't think Hermione would like you talking to him, Harry. But I suppose... Since she's not here." Harry felt his heart pumping against his chest as if it were about to burst with excitement. "But first." Said Ron more seriously. "There's a few things I need to fill you in on, and a few things you need to fill me in on."
Harry groaned he wanted to talk to his father immediately he did not know how often a chance like that could happen. Harry filled Ron in on everything that had happened in his father's time while Ron told Harry about what happened with James. Once they were all filled in on everything Ron turned around to hand the mirror to James when, he was interrupted by something.
After 20 minutes of waiting, Ron's face appeared in the mirror again. "Sorry Harry, Professor McGonagal was just here. She took James off to Dumbldore's office, and she wouldn't allow me to go with him." Harry felt very angry towards Ron. "WHAT!?" He yelled. Harry heard a loud thump on the floor above him followed by the sound of footsteps racing down the stairs. "GO AWAY, and don't show your face in this mirror ever again!"
Harry nearly threw the mirror on the floor but Sirius caught his arm. "Take it easy mate! That mirror is valuable!" Harry felt very frustrated towards Ron at that precise moment; he did not care if he smashed the mirror into a thousand pieces as long as he never had to see Ron's face again.
Sirius looked into the mirror hoping to see the person that caused his friend such anger. "He's gone!" Sirius let out a string of cuss words. "Calm down Prongs we'll get him, when we see him. What did he say anyway?" Harry was too angry and too disappointed to speak. Sirius and Peter gave each other a wary look. Sirius walked beside Harry towards the castle, while Peter, afraid of being harmed followed distantly behind.
*
After a while of lying on Harry's bed staring at the bed opposite of his, he heard Ron having an interesting conversation with himself. James paid no attention to Ron instead he drifted off to sleep.
James had an odd dream. He saw Sirius's face. He was in a strange room with something that looked to him like huge steep steps. There was some sort of battle going on. He looked down at Sirius and saw him falling through a veil. He felt a deep pain in his heart as he watched Sirius fall. And he felt a sick feeling of mournfulness and happiness. Suddenly he felt as though he was watching from the other side of that veil as though waiting to greet him. Before he could wrap his arms around Sirius, he awoke.
Professor McGonagal was prodding him awake James looked up at the look on her face. She looked sadly down at him. It was a few moments before he realized he had tears running down his cheeks. He quickly flushed and tried to wipe the tears away before anyone else noticed. "It's quite alright Mr. Potter. You have suffered a great loss. I'm sorry." Professor McGonagal gave him a look of pity.
"Professor Dumbledore would like a word with you, about Professor Snape. So if you'll kindly follow me." James got to his feet and followed Professor McGonagal out of the boy's dorm. Run suddenly jumped up and ran after them. "Wait! I need a word with Ja. Harry in private, please Professor!" Professor McGonagal glanced at Ron. "I am sorry Mr. Weasley but that will have to wait. Professor Dumbldore needs to see him immediately. I'm sure what ever it is you have to say to Mr. Potter can wait until after he returns."
James followed Professor McGonagal towards Dumbldore's office. He was so nervous with apprehension that he couldn't take in any of his surroundings on his way there. Once they reached his office they found his door wide open. "Please come in." called out Dumbldore. Professor McGonagal turned to Harry. "I'll leave you here Potter." With that she left the room.
"You may shut the door James." Said Dumbldore once Professor McGonagal had left. James slowly shut the door than turned around to face Dumbldore. James noticed a strange man with Graying hair seated in front of Dumbldore's desk. James surveyed the man for a moment; there was something about him that he recognized something very familiar.
James stood there a few moments unable to speak. "James, do you recognize who this man is?" Asked Dumbldore looking slightly amused. James nodded his head. "Moony."
Remus Lupin smiled at James and got up from his chair and walked over to him and embraced him. James felt a bit uneasy about seeing Remus so old and even more tired than he usually looked.
Remus led James to an empty seat next to his own. James slowly sunk down into the cushion on the chair.
Dumbldore beamed at Remus and James. "Remus has joined us, because he wanted to see you James." James stared at Remus for a few moments. "How does he know." Dumbldore cut him off. "Remus knows about you because, he found out about it long ago."
James stared at Remus absentmindedly for a few minutes. Remus stared back at James, transfixed by his presence. James felt a bit awkward; he let his eyes drift towards a portrait he had once seen at Sirius's house the one time he had visited. James forgot the name of the man in the portrait, but knew it was Sirius's great grandfather.
"James." Dumbldore caught his attention once again. "James, Professor Snape knows about you now. You must NOT threaten him like that again, or else Harry will be thrown out of his class." Dumbldore looked exasperated.
James frowned. "You can stop him from doing that can't you?" Dumbldore sighed. "I have no power over who Professor Snape may and may not teach, I'm afraid." James groaned. "But I'm not Harry." Dumbldore slammed his hand down on the table. "Precisely, that's why you must not act up in class, Harry, though he has acted on impulse before, would never act out like that in Professor Snapes class."
James looked to Remus for help. Remus shook his head. "I'm sorry James, but I'm afraid I'll have to agree with Dumbldore on this." James gave Remus an incredulous stare. "How can you." Remus sighed. "I've grown up since the last time you saw me. So has Severus." James glared. "So you're on a first name basis with him now, are you? You thought you'd replace your best mates with that sniveling." Remus reached out and grasped James's shoulder. "I have not replaced anyone, you and Sirius still remain dear to me and always will." For a moment James thought he saw a tear in Remus's eye before he casually wiped it away with his hand.
James wondered why Remus looked so pained, than he remembered the news he had received about Sirius. He wanted to learn more about his death, he wondered if that dream he had, had anything to do with it, but before he could ask, Dumbldore stood up from his chair. "You may go now James. I need to have a word with Remus." James was quickly shuffled out of Dumbldore's office and down the steps leading towards the corridor.
James headed back to Gryffindor tower feeling a bit put out he wanted to know everything he could about Sirius's death, he was sure that Dumbldore would never tell him exactly what had happened in order to avoid changing the future.
Once James entered the Gryffindor common room, he found Hermione sitting next to the fire knitting something that looked like a tea cozy. He heaved a deep sigh and took a seat next to Hermione and they discussed everything Dumbldore had told him. Hermione agreed that he should not cause any more trouble, which came as no surprise to him.
After his seemingly pointless conversation with Hermione, James decided to head back up to the boy's dorm, to ask Ron for his advice. James needed to talk to Sirius, he felt somewhat empty without him, and everything seemed less fun. James entered the Boy's dorm and found Ron kneeling on the floor staring into a mirror. He appeared to be having a vigorous conversation with it. It took James a moment to realize that it was his two-way mirror Ron was talking to.
James strode over to Ron and took a peek into the mirror and saw Sirius's face. James swiped the mirror from Ron nearly knocking him over. Sirius looked delighted to see James once more.