Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. sighs Well, on with the story.
Chapter four:
These past few days, Ron has talked to me, but whenever I bring up the subject of Harry without him around, he saunters away. I believe that I never will understand Ron.
I literally feel like I'm being torn in two. This just isn't working out how I had planed it! Ron was supposed to believe me, we were supposed to get Harry help, and then it would be over! My job would be complete! Well, not really, but the first part would be: making sure Harry was all right.
Right now he wasn't, and that needed to be solved before anything else. But how to do that was my first real problem, outside of Harry, in a very long time.
I went through with going to the library to do some extra research. I snuck Harry's photo album, feeling very guilty, and took a picture of Harry's family and friends at their wedding.
I went to Mc Gonagall, asking if she knew who the people all were. That was a big mistake. She asked me how I came across the picture. I didn't know what to do, so I lied. I said I was looking through a box of things I had found in the library, which, of course, I had asked Madame Pince to look through. She said that she wanted the picture.
I said sure, being glad that I had made a copy before I handed Harry back his photo album.
Before I left, I asked, "can you please tell me who those people are, Professor Mc Gonagall? I'm just curious."
Finally, she just smiled and said sure.
"This one," she said, pointing to Harry's dad, "is our certain Harry Potter's father."
"I kind of guessed that," I said as politely as I could.
"And how, I might ask?" She looked very puzzled.
"They hold a very close resemblance, and I know those are Harry's eyes," I said, pointing to his mum's emerald-green eye's.
"Oh, yes," she said, smiling.
"And this," she said, pointing at someone with brown hair, standing next to Lily, "is Remus Lupin. He was one of James's best friends. And so was Sirius Black," she said, pointing to him.
I gasped… "But… but didn't he… he murder twelve muggles and little Peter Petagriew with one curse?"
"Yes," she said, smiling sadly. Then she pointed to another man with brown hair, balding already, even though he was young, and much stouter than Mr. Lupin. "This is Peter Petagriew."
"Thank you, Professor," I said. "You can keep the picture if you want."
"Your welcome, Ms. Granger. But I'm sure Mr. Potter wouldn't like to find out that I had one of his pictures."
"Oh, no, that's just a-" I said before I could catch my self.
She just smiled at me, saying that she wouldn't tell anyone.
Even though I had three more people added to my list to do research on, I didn't feel any better. I felt guilty for lying to Professor Mc Gonagall and for taking Harry's album without his consent. I quickly put that out of my mind as soon as I found out who Sirius Black was.
Let alone from killing a street-full of muggles and Petagriew, he was also Harry's Godfather. I wondered to myself why Sirius would risk losing Harry over killing Petagriew.
'Maybe,' I thought, 'just maybe he didn't kill all those muggles… maybe he was innocent. He really didn't know that he was putting Harry into the hands of muggles that…'
I shook my head. There were eyewitnesses at the crime site. But part of me thought that he still was innocent. So I went with that part of me, glad that I did.
O god, I realise that I haven't updated in a long time and I am so sorry! I was almost positive that I had this chapter up, but I guess I don't. I'm sorry again! And to my wonderful reviewer (who I am dearly sorry to yet again):
coolone007-2- making my own books would be rather interesting, but I would not know where to go with them. The way you're thinking, Ron will never believe.... ;)
prettypup19- Ok, so you're the reason why I updated, besides all these wonderful reviewers and the fact that this story's been bugging me for a long time now, but in a good way.
Wiccan PussyKat- Slash? Sorry, not my type of thing, though that would be an interesting twist. ;) Nah, he won't completely forget and he will feel a lot of guilt, I can assure you. Hermione's secret? Sorry that I can't tell. After I post this I'm gonna write another chapter for this! Yey me, and sorry again that I haven't updated in a long while and that this chapter was rather short!
Chapter four:
These past few days, Ron has talked to me, but whenever I bring up the subject of Harry without him around, he saunters away. I believe that I never will understand Ron.
I literally feel like I'm being torn in two. This just isn't working out how I had planed it! Ron was supposed to believe me, we were supposed to get Harry help, and then it would be over! My job would be complete! Well, not really, but the first part would be: making sure Harry was all right.
Right now he wasn't, and that needed to be solved before anything else. But how to do that was my first real problem, outside of Harry, in a very long time.
I went through with going to the library to do some extra research. I snuck Harry's photo album, feeling very guilty, and took a picture of Harry's family and friends at their wedding.
I went to Mc Gonagall, asking if she knew who the people all were. That was a big mistake. She asked me how I came across the picture. I didn't know what to do, so I lied. I said I was looking through a box of things I had found in the library, which, of course, I had asked Madame Pince to look through. She said that she wanted the picture.
I said sure, being glad that I had made a copy before I handed Harry back his photo album.
Before I left, I asked, "can you please tell me who those people are, Professor Mc Gonagall? I'm just curious."
Finally, she just smiled and said sure.
"This one," she said, pointing to Harry's dad, "is our certain Harry Potter's father."
"I kind of guessed that," I said as politely as I could.
"And how, I might ask?" She looked very puzzled.
"They hold a very close resemblance, and I know those are Harry's eyes," I said, pointing to his mum's emerald-green eye's.
"Oh, yes," she said, smiling.
"And this," she said, pointing at someone with brown hair, standing next to Lily, "is Remus Lupin. He was one of James's best friends. And so was Sirius Black," she said, pointing to him.
I gasped… "But… but didn't he… he murder twelve muggles and little Peter Petagriew with one curse?"
"Yes," she said, smiling sadly. Then she pointed to another man with brown hair, balding already, even though he was young, and much stouter than Mr. Lupin. "This is Peter Petagriew."
"Thank you, Professor," I said. "You can keep the picture if you want."
"Your welcome, Ms. Granger. But I'm sure Mr. Potter wouldn't like to find out that I had one of his pictures."
"Oh, no, that's just a-" I said before I could catch my self.
She just smiled at me, saying that she wouldn't tell anyone.
Even though I had three more people added to my list to do research on, I didn't feel any better. I felt guilty for lying to Professor Mc Gonagall and for taking Harry's album without his consent. I quickly put that out of my mind as soon as I found out who Sirius Black was.
Let alone from killing a street-full of muggles and Petagriew, he was also Harry's Godfather. I wondered to myself why Sirius would risk losing Harry over killing Petagriew.
'Maybe,' I thought, 'just maybe he didn't kill all those muggles… maybe he was innocent. He really didn't know that he was putting Harry into the hands of muggles that…'
I shook my head. There were eyewitnesses at the crime site. But part of me thought that he still was innocent. So I went with that part of me, glad that I did.
O god, I realise that I haven't updated in a long time and I am so sorry! I was almost positive that I had this chapter up, but I guess I don't. I'm sorry again! And to my wonderful reviewer (who I am dearly sorry to yet again):
coolone007-2- making my own books would be rather interesting, but I would not know where to go with them. The way you're thinking, Ron will never believe.... ;)
prettypup19- Ok, so you're the reason why I updated, besides all these wonderful reviewers and the fact that this story's been bugging me for a long time now, but in a good way.
Wiccan PussyKat- Slash? Sorry, not my type of thing, though that would be an interesting twist. ;) Nah, he won't completely forget and he will feel a lot of guilt, I can assure you. Hermione's secret? Sorry that I can't tell. After I post this I'm gonna write another chapter for this! Yey me, and sorry again that I haven't updated in a long while and that this chapter was rather short!