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One For All
Natural Anthem
A/N: Harry did not tell Sirius and Remus about his part in the twinsÕ shop for two reasons. First he hasnÕt told anyone. Harry believes itÕs not a big deal, but that others would make it one. Second Sirius might talk about it in front of Mrs. Weasley because he has a slight tact problem at times. ^_^ He may tell them eventually. *cough-hint- cough*
Next Order: before anyone asks, Snape reacts in this chapter this way because his entire world has been turned upside down.
Saturday is my birthday and Friday is my party so I decided to write this up tonight and post it. How is my grammar and spelling going? I sort of didnÕt proof the last chapter before posting. Oops.
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"Harry what happened in Herbology today?
Harry grinned as Remus talked to him. Apparently news traveled fast about his incident in the greenhouse.
"Why, what did you hear?"
"I heard from Minerva that you beat up a poor, defenseless plant," said Remus, with a hint of sarcasm.
"Psh. Defenseless. The thing not only attracted bees that stung me but it actually bit me itself!"
"The plant bit you?"
"Yes!" Remus was suppressing his laughter at seeing Harry enraged about a plant. "It kept trying to bite me again and it swung its vines at me."
"So?"
"Its vines were covered in thorns," said Harry with a very disgruntled look settling on his face.
"Oh. So what did you do?"
"I took it for a swim."
"You threw it in the lake?"
"Not quite throw. WhatÕs the word IÕm looking for?"
"Set?"
"No.
"Tossed?"
"No."
"What on earth did you do?"
"I believe the word levitate would work perfectly."
"You levitated the plant into the water?"
"Yes. I made it fly all the way over to the lake and let it drop in from about ten feet above. It turns out that it can not swim."
"Go figure."
"Professor Sprout was not pleased."
"I can imagine."
"She made me go into the lake myself and retrieve it."
"I thought you couldnÕt swim."
"I can now. Awfully similar to how a duck swims."
"A duck? They swim on top of the water."
"I am very aware of that."
"You swim like a duck?"
"I did today." Few words were said in the next few minutes. Remus was laughing hysterically and Harry was glaring at him with his arms crossed.
"IÕm terribly sorry I missed that. If I had known I would have stayed at the castle this morning instead of going into Hogsmeade," said Remus.
"IÕm sure Sirius will be just bursting to show you the pictures."
"Pictures?"
"I will extract my revenge."
"I would warn Sirius, but I imagine you already told him that."
"Several times," responded Harry.
"But of course." Remus walked over and sat down at a desk behind a large pile of books. A desk with a similar pile was next to him. "IÕve decided to have you read up on some spells for a while until we can figure out how to challenge your dueling skills but not maim Sirius, Tonks or myself."
"Reading?"
"Yep. I believe you know how itÕs done. Have a seat."
Harry sat down and opened the book. After twenty pages Harry lost his focus. He had already read all of the books in front of him. He felt like Hermione. Rather than say something to Remus he had just made himself review. Boredom quickly won out and HarryÕs mind wandered. He looked out the window and saw the faint white spot that was the moon during the daylight.
"Remus?"
"Mmm?"
"When is the next full moon?"
Remus looked up and Harry could have sworn he saw a flash of fear in RemusÕ eyes. To confirm what he had seen he realized that RemusÕ voice was tighter than normal. "Tomorrow night. Why?"
"I want to come."
"What?" Remus looked surprised.
"I want to come. I can be any animal I want so I can be around you at full moon."
"Harry, IÕm not myself during the full moon. I am exactly like the stereotypes during those hours. IÕm a terrible creature and itÕs extremely painful to turn into a werewolf and back into a human. Its not something you will want to experience."
"Please. I am a Marauder now, arenÕt I?"
"Well yes. Are you absolutely sure you want to come? It will not be pleasant."
"IÕm positive. IÕm not going to lazy around while you are going through that. You shouldnÕt have to go through it in the first place, so I donÕt want you to go through it alone."
"Sirius will be there."
"The more the merrier," said Harry with a smile.
Remus looked at Harry for a moment. Harry watched his eyes fill with emotions. Remus moved closer to Harry and hugged him tightly. As Harry hugged him back Harry heard Remus whisper "Thank you," into his ear. Harry kept his head resting on RemusÕ shoulder in an extended hug until a new voice broke the silence.
"Alright. I even knocked."
Harry smiled at the sound of SiriusÕ joking voice. He and Remus pulled away from each other and looked over to see Sirius pull up a chair opposite them.
"WhatÕs up? Remus, youÕre wearing the most idiotic grin and Harry, youÕre smiling brilliantly at me."
Harry spoke up. "IÕm coming with you two tomorrow night."
"But tomorrow night is the full moon," said Sirius.
"Yes. I know."
"Is it alright with you Remus?"
"Yes. I couldnÕt think of any way to fairly make him stay here."
"We could ground him," Sirius grinned.
"IÕd just come anyway," Harry grinned. "IÕm a Marauder. ItÕs probably in the code."
"We have a code?" asked Sirius.
"WeÕll have to look for that," said Remus.
Sirius looked over to Harry. "If you are going to come we have to talk about a few things before then. First, what animal shape will you be taking?"
"A wolf?"
"Moony might become territorial if you should up for the first time as a wolf," Remus said. "Even with Wolfsbane I can still slip out of control at times. Moony can be vicious."
"How about my Padfoot form?"
"That would probably work," said Sirius. "Second, Moony loves to tackle and wrestle. You will end up wrestling him IÕm sure. He will try to bite. Avoid being bit. It will not turn you into a werewolf, but it will sure hurt."
"Ok," Harry said with a wince.
"We will go and wait in the Shrieking Shack all human. Once we get there you and I will be in a animal forms so that we are prepared for when Remus changes."
"Alright."
Sirius looked at Remus with sadness before beginning his next sentence. "When Remus changes he goes through extreme pain. It will sound like screaming and then howling. IÕm afraid there is nothing we can do about the transformation pain. When he changes back into himself it will sound similar. After the transformation back into himself is done Remus is exhausted. I usually end up carrying him back up to Hogwarts or where ever he should wake up."
Harry looked at Remus with wide sad eyes as Sirius talked. Harry knew he would feel terrible watching Remus go through so much pain the next night.
"I think that about covers it. If something goes wrong, let me handle it. Alright?"
"Ok."
Remus spoke up. "Still want to come?"
"Definitely." Remus smiled.
At a break in conversation Harry spoke up. "Remus, why did you look scared when I mentioned the full moon?"
"I thought you might decide you didnÕt want to be friends with a werewolf after all," Remus blushed.
"No way. Werewolf or no I am not about to abandon you."
Remus smiled and leaned over and ruffled HarryÕs already messy hair.
"Thanks Harry. It means a lot."
Sirius looked closer at the book Harry was "reading."
"Harry, youÕve already read this book, havenÕt you?"
"Well, yes."
"Then why donÕt you read a different one?"
"IÕve read all the books here."
Remus looked at him. "Are you serious. And do not even say that stupid pun," said Remus as HarryÕs mouth opened. "When on earth did you read all these?"
"I got Hermione to lend me a few of these books and I rented the rest from the owl mail library system."
"When on earth did you have time to read them all?" asked Sirius, eyeing the thick volumes.
"Spare time at the DursleysÕ. Before you ask, IÕm sure reading a book would not make it into the "memorable memories" category. Although those would have been some pretty exciting memories to watch," Harry finished with a grin.
After dinner that evening Harry found himself walking towards the dungeons. It had been two days since he had removed the mark from SnapeÕs arm and a day and a half since he had seen the potions master. In HarryÕs mind he was glaring at his conscience.
Harry walked up to the painting Harry knew hid the door to the potions masterÕs rooms. The painting was an elderly man in a room of snakes. The man did not seem at all put out at being covered in snakes.
"Er, Hello sir."
"Yes, what is it boy?" Harry flinched slightly at being called boy. He resented that nickname so terribly. It had nearly been his name for fourteen years in the muggle world.
"Is Professor Snape here?"
"Why on earth should I tell you?"
"IÕd like to speak to him if I could sir," Harry said, trying to be as polite as he could to the man.
The man in the painting grumbled and left the painting, shouting that he would check, calling Harry his royal highness, sarcastically. The painting swung open to reveal a man with all black ropes, black hair and eyes and pale skin. "Hello Professor Snape."
"What is it Potter?"
"I just stopped to see how you are sir. I havenÕt seen you since lunch the day your mark was removed." Harry stumbled over his words. It didnÕt help Snape was glaring at him. No, that was probably multiplying his stumbling by at least ten. "So. Erm. How are you?"
An eyebrow raised high on SnapeÕs forehead. "Fine."
"Are you sure sir?" asked Harry. He knew he was pushing the temperamental man but he was looking at the bags under SnapeÕs eyes and tired feel Snape had about him since he opened the door.
"Potter," Snape growled.
"Professor," Harry began, not quite knowing where he was going with this. His mind was leading with his heart and conscience cheering on. Always a fantastic combination. Maybe Snape would yell so loudly at him that Ron would hear. "I know you and my father never got along, and you and I havenÕt really ever either, but we are on the same side of the war. I have nothing against you and it might be interesting to be friends. And erm, if you wanted to talk about anything or anything."
Harry decided stopping there would be good. He had made himself sound so incredibly stupid. He had great talent for that. He had meant to propose that he and Snape become friends, because he knew Snape did not have many people in the world. After all the terrible things Snape had seen in his life he would need friends. Well. At least he provided Snape with a laugh.
Harry looked up to see SnapeÕs reaction. His eyebrow was still up. Apparently the laughing would be delayed.
"Alright then, IÕll just be going before I say anything else dumb," Harry said as he began to walk away.
"Harry?"
Harry stopped in his tracks. He couldnÕt remember Snape ever calling him his first name. Ever.
"Yes sir?"
"Thank you for the offer."
Harry thought about checking for the imperilous curse, but figured Snape might get a bit peeved at that. "YouÕre welcome sir."
Harry walked back up to the Gryffindor Tower after Snape had turned and shut his door. Harry still had no idea what was going on with that. He should never allow his heart, mind and conscience to work together. They always seem to get him into a mess.
Harry took his mind off his talk with Snape with several games of exploding snap with Sirius and Remus. Harry hugged each of them before the three of them turned in early. They would be out in the full moon the next night.
One For All
Natural Anthem
A/N: Harry did not tell Sirius and Remus about his part in the twinsÕ shop for two reasons. First he hasnÕt told anyone. Harry believes itÕs not a big deal, but that others would make it one. Second Sirius might talk about it in front of Mrs. Weasley because he has a slight tact problem at times. ^_^ He may tell them eventually. *cough-hint- cough*
Next Order: before anyone asks, Snape reacts in this chapter this way because his entire world has been turned upside down.
Saturday is my birthday and Friday is my party so I decided to write this up tonight and post it. How is my grammar and spelling going? I sort of didnÕt proof the last chapter before posting. Oops.
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"Harry what happened in Herbology today?
Harry grinned as Remus talked to him. Apparently news traveled fast about his incident in the greenhouse.
"Why, what did you hear?"
"I heard from Minerva that you beat up a poor, defenseless plant," said Remus, with a hint of sarcasm.
"Psh. Defenseless. The thing not only attracted bees that stung me but it actually bit me itself!"
"The plant bit you?"
"Yes!" Remus was suppressing his laughter at seeing Harry enraged about a plant. "It kept trying to bite me again and it swung its vines at me."
"So?"
"Its vines were covered in thorns," said Harry with a very disgruntled look settling on his face.
"Oh. So what did you do?"
"I took it for a swim."
"You threw it in the lake?"
"Not quite throw. WhatÕs the word IÕm looking for?"
"Set?"
"No.
"Tossed?"
"No."
"What on earth did you do?"
"I believe the word levitate would work perfectly."
"You levitated the plant into the water?"
"Yes. I made it fly all the way over to the lake and let it drop in from about ten feet above. It turns out that it can not swim."
"Go figure."
"Professor Sprout was not pleased."
"I can imagine."
"She made me go into the lake myself and retrieve it."
"I thought you couldnÕt swim."
"I can now. Awfully similar to how a duck swims."
"A duck? They swim on top of the water."
"I am very aware of that."
"You swim like a duck?"
"I did today." Few words were said in the next few minutes. Remus was laughing hysterically and Harry was glaring at him with his arms crossed.
"IÕm terribly sorry I missed that. If I had known I would have stayed at the castle this morning instead of going into Hogsmeade," said Remus.
"IÕm sure Sirius will be just bursting to show you the pictures."
"Pictures?"
"I will extract my revenge."
"I would warn Sirius, but I imagine you already told him that."
"Several times," responded Harry.
"But of course." Remus walked over and sat down at a desk behind a large pile of books. A desk with a similar pile was next to him. "IÕve decided to have you read up on some spells for a while until we can figure out how to challenge your dueling skills but not maim Sirius, Tonks or myself."
"Reading?"
"Yep. I believe you know how itÕs done. Have a seat."
Harry sat down and opened the book. After twenty pages Harry lost his focus. He had already read all of the books in front of him. He felt like Hermione. Rather than say something to Remus he had just made himself review. Boredom quickly won out and HarryÕs mind wandered. He looked out the window and saw the faint white spot that was the moon during the daylight.
"Remus?"
"Mmm?"
"When is the next full moon?"
Remus looked up and Harry could have sworn he saw a flash of fear in RemusÕ eyes. To confirm what he had seen he realized that RemusÕ voice was tighter than normal. "Tomorrow night. Why?"
"I want to come."
"What?" Remus looked surprised.
"I want to come. I can be any animal I want so I can be around you at full moon."
"Harry, IÕm not myself during the full moon. I am exactly like the stereotypes during those hours. IÕm a terrible creature and itÕs extremely painful to turn into a werewolf and back into a human. Its not something you will want to experience."
"Please. I am a Marauder now, arenÕt I?"
"Well yes. Are you absolutely sure you want to come? It will not be pleasant."
"IÕm positive. IÕm not going to lazy around while you are going through that. You shouldnÕt have to go through it in the first place, so I donÕt want you to go through it alone."
"Sirius will be there."
"The more the merrier," said Harry with a smile.
Remus looked at Harry for a moment. Harry watched his eyes fill with emotions. Remus moved closer to Harry and hugged him tightly. As Harry hugged him back Harry heard Remus whisper "Thank you," into his ear. Harry kept his head resting on RemusÕ shoulder in an extended hug until a new voice broke the silence.
"Alright. I even knocked."
Harry smiled at the sound of SiriusÕ joking voice. He and Remus pulled away from each other and looked over to see Sirius pull up a chair opposite them.
"WhatÕs up? Remus, youÕre wearing the most idiotic grin and Harry, youÕre smiling brilliantly at me."
Harry spoke up. "IÕm coming with you two tomorrow night."
"But tomorrow night is the full moon," said Sirius.
"Yes. I know."
"Is it alright with you Remus?"
"Yes. I couldnÕt think of any way to fairly make him stay here."
"We could ground him," Sirius grinned.
"IÕd just come anyway," Harry grinned. "IÕm a Marauder. ItÕs probably in the code."
"We have a code?" asked Sirius.
"WeÕll have to look for that," said Remus.
Sirius looked over to Harry. "If you are going to come we have to talk about a few things before then. First, what animal shape will you be taking?"
"A wolf?"
"Moony might become territorial if you should up for the first time as a wolf," Remus said. "Even with Wolfsbane I can still slip out of control at times. Moony can be vicious."
"How about my Padfoot form?"
"That would probably work," said Sirius. "Second, Moony loves to tackle and wrestle. You will end up wrestling him IÕm sure. He will try to bite. Avoid being bit. It will not turn you into a werewolf, but it will sure hurt."
"Ok," Harry said with a wince.
"We will go and wait in the Shrieking Shack all human. Once we get there you and I will be in a animal forms so that we are prepared for when Remus changes."
"Alright."
Sirius looked at Remus with sadness before beginning his next sentence. "When Remus changes he goes through extreme pain. It will sound like screaming and then howling. IÕm afraid there is nothing we can do about the transformation pain. When he changes back into himself it will sound similar. After the transformation back into himself is done Remus is exhausted. I usually end up carrying him back up to Hogwarts or where ever he should wake up."
Harry looked at Remus with wide sad eyes as Sirius talked. Harry knew he would feel terrible watching Remus go through so much pain the next night.
"I think that about covers it. If something goes wrong, let me handle it. Alright?"
"Ok."
Remus spoke up. "Still want to come?"
"Definitely." Remus smiled.
At a break in conversation Harry spoke up. "Remus, why did you look scared when I mentioned the full moon?"
"I thought you might decide you didnÕt want to be friends with a werewolf after all," Remus blushed.
"No way. Werewolf or no I am not about to abandon you."
Remus smiled and leaned over and ruffled HarryÕs already messy hair.
"Thanks Harry. It means a lot."
Sirius looked closer at the book Harry was "reading."
"Harry, youÕve already read this book, havenÕt you?"
"Well, yes."
"Then why donÕt you read a different one?"
"IÕve read all the books here."
Remus looked at him. "Are you serious. And do not even say that stupid pun," said Remus as HarryÕs mouth opened. "When on earth did you read all these?"
"I got Hermione to lend me a few of these books and I rented the rest from the owl mail library system."
"When on earth did you have time to read them all?" asked Sirius, eyeing the thick volumes.
"Spare time at the DursleysÕ. Before you ask, IÕm sure reading a book would not make it into the "memorable memories" category. Although those would have been some pretty exciting memories to watch," Harry finished with a grin.
After dinner that evening Harry found himself walking towards the dungeons. It had been two days since he had removed the mark from SnapeÕs arm and a day and a half since he had seen the potions master. In HarryÕs mind he was glaring at his conscience.
Harry walked up to the painting Harry knew hid the door to the potions masterÕs rooms. The painting was an elderly man in a room of snakes. The man did not seem at all put out at being covered in snakes.
"Er, Hello sir."
"Yes, what is it boy?" Harry flinched slightly at being called boy. He resented that nickname so terribly. It had nearly been his name for fourteen years in the muggle world.
"Is Professor Snape here?"
"Why on earth should I tell you?"
"IÕd like to speak to him if I could sir," Harry said, trying to be as polite as he could to the man.
The man in the painting grumbled and left the painting, shouting that he would check, calling Harry his royal highness, sarcastically. The painting swung open to reveal a man with all black ropes, black hair and eyes and pale skin. "Hello Professor Snape."
"What is it Potter?"
"I just stopped to see how you are sir. I havenÕt seen you since lunch the day your mark was removed." Harry stumbled over his words. It didnÕt help Snape was glaring at him. No, that was probably multiplying his stumbling by at least ten. "So. Erm. How are you?"
An eyebrow raised high on SnapeÕs forehead. "Fine."
"Are you sure sir?" asked Harry. He knew he was pushing the temperamental man but he was looking at the bags under SnapeÕs eyes and tired feel Snape had about him since he opened the door.
"Potter," Snape growled.
"Professor," Harry began, not quite knowing where he was going with this. His mind was leading with his heart and conscience cheering on. Always a fantastic combination. Maybe Snape would yell so loudly at him that Ron would hear. "I know you and my father never got along, and you and I havenÕt really ever either, but we are on the same side of the war. I have nothing against you and it might be interesting to be friends. And erm, if you wanted to talk about anything or anything."
Harry decided stopping there would be good. He had made himself sound so incredibly stupid. He had great talent for that. He had meant to propose that he and Snape become friends, because he knew Snape did not have many people in the world. After all the terrible things Snape had seen in his life he would need friends. Well. At least he provided Snape with a laugh.
Harry looked up to see SnapeÕs reaction. His eyebrow was still up. Apparently the laughing would be delayed.
"Alright then, IÕll just be going before I say anything else dumb," Harry said as he began to walk away.
"Harry?"
Harry stopped in his tracks. He couldnÕt remember Snape ever calling him his first name. Ever.
"Yes sir?"
"Thank you for the offer."
Harry thought about checking for the imperilous curse, but figured Snape might get a bit peeved at that. "YouÕre welcome sir."
Harry walked back up to the Gryffindor Tower after Snape had turned and shut his door. Harry still had no idea what was going on with that. He should never allow his heart, mind and conscience to work together. They always seem to get him into a mess.
Harry took his mind off his talk with Snape with several games of exploding snap with Sirius and Remus. Harry hugged each of them before the three of them turned in early. They would be out in the full moon the next night.