Hi, everyone! I have lots of homework from school and so I don't have as
much time to write but I'm doing my best in updating regularly.
It's cold, windy and starting to snow here in Montreal. Not very fun, so I stay inside and write. -_- No one knows I'm writing slash... hehehe. I'm sure my friends would freak out if they knew. ^_^
Besides that, nothing much is happening to me. I'll be moving to a new house in spring and I'll have Internet there, so that's an innovation. -_- And I'm looking forward to a trip to Italy at Easter with some other lucky bastards from my school ^_0
*~So, I will stop mumbling about my life and answer my reviewers!~*
Legolas19: Thanks! And I promise, I will try to update more regularly ^_^
Inquiring: I don't mind at all you asking that question! In fact, I'm a bit surprised myself that I'm writing slash stuff and all . . . I mean, I was just an *innocent little writer* that was told that people wrote things like that. I was curious so I read a story and found that it was rather out of character but still fun. You see, writing slash is like writing a love story, but you have much more to do to make it sound believable. You need to make people explore both people's minds and feelings and it's much more complex than a 'regular' love story. I mean, the basis of writing fanfiction is to be able to use the characters like you want to and slash is just like a higher level of that basis, I guess. ^_^ I hope you'll keep on reading!
Amy: Thank you. I'm glad you like it and will like the rest!
Ice: Yeah, he will find it ^_0
David Camp: Thanks! And of course I'm going to read your story! . . . I just need time to read it ¬_¬
Hersheyhugs: I like cliff-hangers! And so you'll probably be getting more ^_^ And the Harry/Sirius is coming up in the nearby future.
Moon Fairy2: Thank you! I'm glad people say my writing is acceptable because English is only my second language, even though I feel more comfortable with it then with French. So thanks for loving it! ^_^
Lanfear1: LOL!!! Thanks! ^_^
Escuro de la Lus: Don't worry! He's going to find it . . . but he's going to have problems with it later on . . . *sniggers* ^_^
Dark-Regrets: Thank you. I would have never thought I was a good slash writer. (what am I saying??? I didn't even reach the slash part!!! Well, whatever.) ^_^
Kionala: Yes! They are going to be there! I'm not sure about the love knot but there will be problems with them . . . ^_^
Akemi Sagara: Awww . . . thank you. That is really nice. ^_^ I hope you like the rest!
Little Elflet: I'm going to use that expression now. Fan-bloody-tastic. LOL! Well, thanks a lot!
Yanjara: Thanks! ^_^
Vicious Lily: Yep, this is going to be a Harry/Sirius ^_^ Just wait a little longer . . .
Wolverinas-moon: Thanks! I hope you like the rest and there will be some Sirius POV later on, so I could put more jealousy ^_^
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Thanks everyone, your reviews really mean something for me!!! Well . . . on with the story!
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Chapter 5:
Harry waited for the first rays of sunshine to illuminate the grounds before heading outside to look for his TimeTwister. He dressed up before anyone else was awake, took the liberty of borrowing his father's cloak and slipped out of his dorm room unnoticed.
He assumed that he was allowed to be out of his common room this early and so did not take detours to reach the entrance.
He passed the Forbidden Forest, the lake and the Quidditch field without really inspecting the ground for his lost object, knowing that it was most probably right where he had landed on the first of September, where Hagrid had found him. It was almost six in the morning when he finally reached the exact location he had been trying to reach, and immediately started seeking his TimeTwister.
It was a somewhat difficult task seeing that the whole area was covered by rather tall grass that seemed to move every time he turned around, even though it was a windless day.
~Magic grass,~ Harry thought.
It was near seven o'clock and he still hadn't had a glimpse of his gold scope. Thinking of heading back and search for it later, he started walking towards the school when all of a sudden, the grass seemed to bend down, as if deciding it was time for him to find what he was looking for.
Harry immediately saw the TimeTwister, grabbed it and stuffed it in his cloak's pocket. He turned around and made his way back up to the castle.
Many students from all four houses were already eating breakfast but he decided it was safer to directly hide the TimeTwister in his room before eating.
Unfortunately, halfway up the stairs, James found him.
"Where were ya?" he asked, drowsiness imprinted on his face. "I almost got worried."
"I needed a little walk," Harry said quickly. "I'll just bring your cloak back to the dorm, I'll meet you back-"
"Nah, I'll take it, I've gotta go to a Quidditch meeting right now," James said, yawning as he quickly swished his cloak off Harry's shoulders, before he even had the chance to retrieve his TimeTwister.
"Wait!" Harry exclaimed, seeing his young father walk away, unaware that there was an object in his right pocket.
James turned around and looked at Harry, waiting for him to say something. But the Survivor didn't, remembering at the last minute that he didn't want anyone to see the TimeTwister and get the clue that he had come from the future.
"Err . . . I'll come with you," Harry said hesitantly.
Prongs smiled and turned around, Harry following him closely.
"Have you ever played Quidditch?" James asked casually.
"Yeah," Harry answered, his mind on the TimeTwister. "Seeker."
"What kind of broom do you have?"
"A Firebol-... euh, an old little thing," Harry said. "I don't even think it had a proper name."
"That's odd," James said.
Harry eyed the pocket in which his golden scope was and bit his tongue.
~Please don't put your hand in the pocket, dad,~ he thought.
"Someone's going to replace a chaser this year," James said unceremoniously. "I asked Sirius if he wanted to join but he wasn't very interested. I think it's going to be a young one, probably in second year that's going to do the job."
"Ah."
"What's up with you?" James asked, turning towards him. "You look . . . bothered."
"N-nothing," Harry said, twisting his hands behind his back.
Prongs tilted his head to the side and inspected him, just as Harry got an idea.
"I'm cold, could you pass me your cloak?" he asked
"Sure," James said, smiling as he took off his cover. "But damn, it's heavy. What did I put in there?"
Harry saw him reach for the pocket but quickly put it on, stopping him from finding the object.
"Oh no! I forgot about the astronomy report!" he invented quickly, walking backwards, away from James that still had his hand raised to look in the pocket. "Gotta go!"
James didn't move for a second or two, surprised by his reaction.
"Now that's a weird one," James said, turning around and walking towards the Quidditch field.
Further away, Harry sighed, watching his father walk away. He turned around and proceeded walking towards the castle.
~~~
"Harry?" Sirius asked, seeing his friend run pass him, through the Griffindor common room and up the stairs to their dorm. "What the-?"
He was about to follow him when he nearly bumped into Lily Evans who was carrying a pile of books.
"Good morning, Evans," he said coldly, glaring at her the same way she was doing for him.
"Good morning, Black," she said, her eyes narrowing.
"Be careful," Sirius continued, smiling nastily. "I lost a couple of billywigs. You wouldn't want to take a flying lesson, now would you?"
"Are you threatening me, Black?" she asked ferociously.
"Of course not, Evans," he went on. "I'm just warning you because accidents happen easily with me."
Lily sneered.
"Yes, well one day you'll fall in you own trap and I hope you break a limb or two while doing so," she said, turning her back at him and walking away and so not seeing the large smile plastered on his face.
Harry came rushing down the stairs and crashed into Padfoot as he was about to continue his way up. They tumbled down and landed at the end of the stairs, Sirius lying on his back, Harry right on top of him, his glasses placed crookedly on his nose and a lost look on his face. He stared at the blue eyes in front of him.
"Hey there, Harry," he said, Harry's face being at a mere inch from his face. "Hum . . . I'm sure I'm very comfortable but it's just that you're squashing me."
"I'm so sorry, Sirius," Harry said quickly, getting up, handing his hand to help him up.
"Oh it's nothing," he quickly said. "Forget about it."
"Hum . . . breakfast?" Harry asked.
"Sure," Sirius said, rubbing the back of his head as he got up. "Hum . . . what were you doing?"
"Doing?" Harry asked. "Nothing, nothing. Just bringing James' cloak back up."
"What were you doing with it?" Sirius continued.
"I went for a walk this morning, that's all," Harry said.
Harry and Sirius walked down to the Great Hall and sat down next to Peter.
"Hey, Harry," he said, giving him a shy smile. "Hi, Padfoot."
"Hello, Peter," Harry said, trying not to sound antagonistic.
Peter's smile widened and he kept on playing with the sausages in his plate.
"Pancakes, Harry?" Sirius asked him, holding up a large plate.
"Sure," he answered, starting to serve himself food.
"Hey, could you help me with the potions homework, afterwards?" Peter asked Sirius anxiously. "I don't understand a thing. Boiled ashwinder eggs are used in what kind of potions and can be ate raw to heal what?"
"Boiled ashwinder eggs are used in love potions and can cure for ague when eaten raw," Sirius simply said. "But don't you remember? I told you we were going to use boiled ashwinder eggs for valentine's day."
"Oh, yeah," Peter answered, pretending to remember.
Not too long afterwards, James arrived with the other Quidditch players and sat down.
"Nothing new," Prongs said, seeing the enthusiastic look on Peter's face. "More training and tactics and blablabla."
He served himself some food and started eating. Then Harry noticed that Moony was missing.
"Where's Remus?" he asked, looking around the table.
An awkward silence fell on them as James, Peter and Sirius looked at each other uneasily.
"His mother's sick," James finally said. "He had to leave immediately to go see her. He'll be back tomorrow, around noon I think."
Harry smiled interiorly. He had forgotten it was the full moon. And so Remus was at the Shrieking Shack. Harry caught himself wondering if transforming into a wolf was painful.
"When is the next visit at Hogsmade?" he heard a boy sitting on Jame's left ask.
"Next week," Prongs answered. "I can't wait to see Zonko's new stuff."
"Hey, maybe we could give him a visit tonight," Sirius whispered. "I'm sure he'd let us buy then."
"Good idea," James whispered back, smiling. "Hum . . . Harry? Listen, we'll go there all three of us alone tonight, okay? It's because there are bigger chances of us getting caught in Hogsmade and we don't want you to get punished because of us."
"Yeah sure," Harry said, knowing that they were going to make a detour by the Shrieking Shack.
"And don't stay up late because of us," Sirius continued. "We might take some time to get back."
"Sure," Harry continued. "I need to get ahead in my homework, anyways."
He noticed the Marauders smiling and grinned interiorly. They were sure he didn't know anything.
"So what do we have today?" Sirius asked, yawning.
"Wednesday . . ." Peter mumbled. "Charms and double herbology, then double transfiguration and double Defence Against the Dark Arts after lunch. Wednesdays are terrible this year."
"Yeah, but Thursdays are a lot more relax," James commented, looking at Peter's timetable. "Potions, double crappy divination, lunch, charms, double care of Magical Creatures and a free period."
"Well lets go," Sirius said, getting up from the table. "Twik awaits us."
"I hate that teacher," Peter said sorrowfully.
~~~
Harry found that Charms class in 1977 was very similar to his classes with professor Flitwick in the future. In fact, Flitwick seemed to be related to Twik. They were most probably cousins.
Herbology was amusing with a much younger professor Sprout. She was the same, except for her brown curly hair tied into a loose bun in the back of her head and her less plump weight.
The Marauders stayed particularly quiet during lunch time, James looking at his watch every now and then.
Transfiguration with the Ravenclaws was a pain in the ass. Professor McGonagall gave out a surprise test to see if the students had revised during the summer, like she had asked them to. Peter had nearly fainted when she said it.
Harry and Peter were both sure to fail but James and Sirius was persuaded he was going to get a pretty good mark.
~Of course you're going to pass, you're both animagus!~ Harry thought bitterly.
Professor Cortaine kept a strong look on the Maruders in her class, making sure they weren't up to something. Though when she was about to write down something in her book, she realised she had one of Sirius' Augurey feathers, and so that earned him another fifty lines of 'I will not bring Augurey feathers in class'.
After that, Harry lost the Marauders completely. He found out that they had asked for food in the kitchens and then had disappeared.
He returned to the common room and pulled out his astronomy books and potions manual to start his homework. Time passed quickly and he had barely finished his map of the stars when dinner started. Not being too hungry, he stayed in the common room to work.
No one bothered him and he had time to finish his strength potion report before eight. That done, he felt someone tap on his shoulder and turned around to see Lily smiling at him shyly.
The common room was still empty and he hadn't heard her come back in.
"Hi, Lily," he said, trying to sound casual, yet unable to forget that she was his mother.
"Hey Harry," she said. "So . . . how are you doing?"
"Not bad," Harry said, closing his books. "Just finishing potions homework."
"Yeah, I finished that one yesterday," she said, playing with her hands. "It was pretty tuff, but I'm good at that. Want me to check yours?"
"Okay," Harry said as she pulled back a chair and sat beside him.
He watched her read his homework and note things on the side, a look of concentration on her face. Once she was finished, she turned to him and saw that he had been looking at her, which made her redden.
"It's great, I'm sure you'll get at least 90," she said, getting up.
"Thanks," Harry said, also red in the face because she had seen him looking at her.
"Hum . . . I know it's a bit early to ask you," Lily said, trying not to look at Harry directly. "But . . . there's a Halloween dance at the end of October . . . and I was wondering if you'd like to go with me."
Harry stared at her with wide eyes, unable to say a word.
"Err . . . No . . . well . . . I'll think about it," he said, but regretted it immediately seeing the look on her face. "It's . . . it's because I wasn't thinking on going, that's why."
"Could you think of going . . . for me?" she asked. "It's going to be really fun. It always is."
"I promise you I'll think about it," Harry said in a small voice.
Lily smiled.
"Thanks," she said. "Well . . . Bye."
Harry watched her walk back up the stairs, not believing what was happening.
~This is not supposed to happen,~ he thought.
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^_^ mweheheh . . .
Please review!
It's cold, windy and starting to snow here in Montreal. Not very fun, so I stay inside and write. -_- No one knows I'm writing slash... hehehe. I'm sure my friends would freak out if they knew. ^_^
Besides that, nothing much is happening to me. I'll be moving to a new house in spring and I'll have Internet there, so that's an innovation. -_- And I'm looking forward to a trip to Italy at Easter with some other lucky bastards from my school ^_0
*~So, I will stop mumbling about my life and answer my reviewers!~*
Legolas19: Thanks! And I promise, I will try to update more regularly ^_^
Inquiring: I don't mind at all you asking that question! In fact, I'm a bit surprised myself that I'm writing slash stuff and all . . . I mean, I was just an *innocent little writer* that was told that people wrote things like that. I was curious so I read a story and found that it was rather out of character but still fun. You see, writing slash is like writing a love story, but you have much more to do to make it sound believable. You need to make people explore both people's minds and feelings and it's much more complex than a 'regular' love story. I mean, the basis of writing fanfiction is to be able to use the characters like you want to and slash is just like a higher level of that basis, I guess. ^_^ I hope you'll keep on reading!
Amy: Thank you. I'm glad you like it and will like the rest!
Ice: Yeah, he will find it ^_0
David Camp: Thanks! And of course I'm going to read your story! . . . I just need time to read it ¬_¬
Hersheyhugs: I like cliff-hangers! And so you'll probably be getting more ^_^ And the Harry/Sirius is coming up in the nearby future.
Moon Fairy2: Thank you! I'm glad people say my writing is acceptable because English is only my second language, even though I feel more comfortable with it then with French. So thanks for loving it! ^_^
Lanfear1: LOL!!! Thanks! ^_^
Escuro de la Lus: Don't worry! He's going to find it . . . but he's going to have problems with it later on . . . *sniggers* ^_^
Dark-Regrets: Thank you. I would have never thought I was a good slash writer. (what am I saying??? I didn't even reach the slash part!!! Well, whatever.) ^_^
Kionala: Yes! They are going to be there! I'm not sure about the love knot but there will be problems with them . . . ^_^
Akemi Sagara: Awww . . . thank you. That is really nice. ^_^ I hope you like the rest!
Little Elflet: I'm going to use that expression now. Fan-bloody-tastic. LOL! Well, thanks a lot!
Yanjara: Thanks! ^_^
Vicious Lily: Yep, this is going to be a Harry/Sirius ^_^ Just wait a little longer . . .
Wolverinas-moon: Thanks! I hope you like the rest and there will be some Sirius POV later on, so I could put more jealousy ^_^
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Thanks everyone, your reviews really mean something for me!!! Well . . . on with the story!
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Chapter 5:
Harry waited for the first rays of sunshine to illuminate the grounds before heading outside to look for his TimeTwister. He dressed up before anyone else was awake, took the liberty of borrowing his father's cloak and slipped out of his dorm room unnoticed.
He assumed that he was allowed to be out of his common room this early and so did not take detours to reach the entrance.
He passed the Forbidden Forest, the lake and the Quidditch field without really inspecting the ground for his lost object, knowing that it was most probably right where he had landed on the first of September, where Hagrid had found him. It was almost six in the morning when he finally reached the exact location he had been trying to reach, and immediately started seeking his TimeTwister.
It was a somewhat difficult task seeing that the whole area was covered by rather tall grass that seemed to move every time he turned around, even though it was a windless day.
~Magic grass,~ Harry thought.
It was near seven o'clock and he still hadn't had a glimpse of his gold scope. Thinking of heading back and search for it later, he started walking towards the school when all of a sudden, the grass seemed to bend down, as if deciding it was time for him to find what he was looking for.
Harry immediately saw the TimeTwister, grabbed it and stuffed it in his cloak's pocket. He turned around and made his way back up to the castle.
Many students from all four houses were already eating breakfast but he decided it was safer to directly hide the TimeTwister in his room before eating.
Unfortunately, halfway up the stairs, James found him.
"Where were ya?" he asked, drowsiness imprinted on his face. "I almost got worried."
"I needed a little walk," Harry said quickly. "I'll just bring your cloak back to the dorm, I'll meet you back-"
"Nah, I'll take it, I've gotta go to a Quidditch meeting right now," James said, yawning as he quickly swished his cloak off Harry's shoulders, before he even had the chance to retrieve his TimeTwister.
"Wait!" Harry exclaimed, seeing his young father walk away, unaware that there was an object in his right pocket.
James turned around and looked at Harry, waiting for him to say something. But the Survivor didn't, remembering at the last minute that he didn't want anyone to see the TimeTwister and get the clue that he had come from the future.
"Err . . . I'll come with you," Harry said hesitantly.
Prongs smiled and turned around, Harry following him closely.
"Have you ever played Quidditch?" James asked casually.
"Yeah," Harry answered, his mind on the TimeTwister. "Seeker."
"What kind of broom do you have?"
"A Firebol-... euh, an old little thing," Harry said. "I don't even think it had a proper name."
"That's odd," James said.
Harry eyed the pocket in which his golden scope was and bit his tongue.
~Please don't put your hand in the pocket, dad,~ he thought.
"Someone's going to replace a chaser this year," James said unceremoniously. "I asked Sirius if he wanted to join but he wasn't very interested. I think it's going to be a young one, probably in second year that's going to do the job."
"Ah."
"What's up with you?" James asked, turning towards him. "You look . . . bothered."
"N-nothing," Harry said, twisting his hands behind his back.
Prongs tilted his head to the side and inspected him, just as Harry got an idea.
"I'm cold, could you pass me your cloak?" he asked
"Sure," James said, smiling as he took off his cover. "But damn, it's heavy. What did I put in there?"
Harry saw him reach for the pocket but quickly put it on, stopping him from finding the object.
"Oh no! I forgot about the astronomy report!" he invented quickly, walking backwards, away from James that still had his hand raised to look in the pocket. "Gotta go!"
James didn't move for a second or two, surprised by his reaction.
"Now that's a weird one," James said, turning around and walking towards the Quidditch field.
Further away, Harry sighed, watching his father walk away. He turned around and proceeded walking towards the castle.
~~~
"Harry?" Sirius asked, seeing his friend run pass him, through the Griffindor common room and up the stairs to their dorm. "What the-?"
He was about to follow him when he nearly bumped into Lily Evans who was carrying a pile of books.
"Good morning, Evans," he said coldly, glaring at her the same way she was doing for him.
"Good morning, Black," she said, her eyes narrowing.
"Be careful," Sirius continued, smiling nastily. "I lost a couple of billywigs. You wouldn't want to take a flying lesson, now would you?"
"Are you threatening me, Black?" she asked ferociously.
"Of course not, Evans," he went on. "I'm just warning you because accidents happen easily with me."
Lily sneered.
"Yes, well one day you'll fall in you own trap and I hope you break a limb or two while doing so," she said, turning her back at him and walking away and so not seeing the large smile plastered on his face.
Harry came rushing down the stairs and crashed into Padfoot as he was about to continue his way up. They tumbled down and landed at the end of the stairs, Sirius lying on his back, Harry right on top of him, his glasses placed crookedly on his nose and a lost look on his face. He stared at the blue eyes in front of him.
"Hey there, Harry," he said, Harry's face being at a mere inch from his face. "Hum . . . I'm sure I'm very comfortable but it's just that you're squashing me."
"I'm so sorry, Sirius," Harry said quickly, getting up, handing his hand to help him up.
"Oh it's nothing," he quickly said. "Forget about it."
"Hum . . . breakfast?" Harry asked.
"Sure," Sirius said, rubbing the back of his head as he got up. "Hum . . . what were you doing?"
"Doing?" Harry asked. "Nothing, nothing. Just bringing James' cloak back up."
"What were you doing with it?" Sirius continued.
"I went for a walk this morning, that's all," Harry said.
Harry and Sirius walked down to the Great Hall and sat down next to Peter.
"Hey, Harry," he said, giving him a shy smile. "Hi, Padfoot."
"Hello, Peter," Harry said, trying not to sound antagonistic.
Peter's smile widened and he kept on playing with the sausages in his plate.
"Pancakes, Harry?" Sirius asked him, holding up a large plate.
"Sure," he answered, starting to serve himself food.
"Hey, could you help me with the potions homework, afterwards?" Peter asked Sirius anxiously. "I don't understand a thing. Boiled ashwinder eggs are used in what kind of potions and can be ate raw to heal what?"
"Boiled ashwinder eggs are used in love potions and can cure for ague when eaten raw," Sirius simply said. "But don't you remember? I told you we were going to use boiled ashwinder eggs for valentine's day."
"Oh, yeah," Peter answered, pretending to remember.
Not too long afterwards, James arrived with the other Quidditch players and sat down.
"Nothing new," Prongs said, seeing the enthusiastic look on Peter's face. "More training and tactics and blablabla."
He served himself some food and started eating. Then Harry noticed that Moony was missing.
"Where's Remus?" he asked, looking around the table.
An awkward silence fell on them as James, Peter and Sirius looked at each other uneasily.
"His mother's sick," James finally said. "He had to leave immediately to go see her. He'll be back tomorrow, around noon I think."
Harry smiled interiorly. He had forgotten it was the full moon. And so Remus was at the Shrieking Shack. Harry caught himself wondering if transforming into a wolf was painful.
"When is the next visit at Hogsmade?" he heard a boy sitting on Jame's left ask.
"Next week," Prongs answered. "I can't wait to see Zonko's new stuff."
"Hey, maybe we could give him a visit tonight," Sirius whispered. "I'm sure he'd let us buy then."
"Good idea," James whispered back, smiling. "Hum . . . Harry? Listen, we'll go there all three of us alone tonight, okay? It's because there are bigger chances of us getting caught in Hogsmade and we don't want you to get punished because of us."
"Yeah sure," Harry said, knowing that they were going to make a detour by the Shrieking Shack.
"And don't stay up late because of us," Sirius continued. "We might take some time to get back."
"Sure," Harry continued. "I need to get ahead in my homework, anyways."
He noticed the Marauders smiling and grinned interiorly. They were sure he didn't know anything.
"So what do we have today?" Sirius asked, yawning.
"Wednesday . . ." Peter mumbled. "Charms and double herbology, then double transfiguration and double Defence Against the Dark Arts after lunch. Wednesdays are terrible this year."
"Yeah, but Thursdays are a lot more relax," James commented, looking at Peter's timetable. "Potions, double crappy divination, lunch, charms, double care of Magical Creatures and a free period."
"Well lets go," Sirius said, getting up from the table. "Twik awaits us."
"I hate that teacher," Peter said sorrowfully.
~~~
Harry found that Charms class in 1977 was very similar to his classes with professor Flitwick in the future. In fact, Flitwick seemed to be related to Twik. They were most probably cousins.
Herbology was amusing with a much younger professor Sprout. She was the same, except for her brown curly hair tied into a loose bun in the back of her head and her less plump weight.
The Marauders stayed particularly quiet during lunch time, James looking at his watch every now and then.
Transfiguration with the Ravenclaws was a pain in the ass. Professor McGonagall gave out a surprise test to see if the students had revised during the summer, like she had asked them to. Peter had nearly fainted when she said it.
Harry and Peter were both sure to fail but James and Sirius was persuaded he was going to get a pretty good mark.
~Of course you're going to pass, you're both animagus!~ Harry thought bitterly.
Professor Cortaine kept a strong look on the Maruders in her class, making sure they weren't up to something. Though when she was about to write down something in her book, she realised she had one of Sirius' Augurey feathers, and so that earned him another fifty lines of 'I will not bring Augurey feathers in class'.
After that, Harry lost the Marauders completely. He found out that they had asked for food in the kitchens and then had disappeared.
He returned to the common room and pulled out his astronomy books and potions manual to start his homework. Time passed quickly and he had barely finished his map of the stars when dinner started. Not being too hungry, he stayed in the common room to work.
No one bothered him and he had time to finish his strength potion report before eight. That done, he felt someone tap on his shoulder and turned around to see Lily smiling at him shyly.
The common room was still empty and he hadn't heard her come back in.
"Hi, Lily," he said, trying to sound casual, yet unable to forget that she was his mother.
"Hey Harry," she said. "So . . . how are you doing?"
"Not bad," Harry said, closing his books. "Just finishing potions homework."
"Yeah, I finished that one yesterday," she said, playing with her hands. "It was pretty tuff, but I'm good at that. Want me to check yours?"
"Okay," Harry said as she pulled back a chair and sat beside him.
He watched her read his homework and note things on the side, a look of concentration on her face. Once she was finished, she turned to him and saw that he had been looking at her, which made her redden.
"It's great, I'm sure you'll get at least 90," she said, getting up.
"Thanks," Harry said, also red in the face because she had seen him looking at her.
"Hum . . . I know it's a bit early to ask you," Lily said, trying not to look at Harry directly. "But . . . there's a Halloween dance at the end of October . . . and I was wondering if you'd like to go with me."
Harry stared at her with wide eyes, unable to say a word.
"Err . . . No . . . well . . . I'll think about it," he said, but regretted it immediately seeing the look on her face. "It's . . . it's because I wasn't thinking on going, that's why."
"Could you think of going . . . for me?" she asked. "It's going to be really fun. It always is."
"I promise you I'll think about it," Harry said in a small voice.
Lily smiled.
"Thanks," she said. "Well . . . Bye."
Harry watched her walk back up the stairs, not believing what was happening.
~This is not supposed to happen,~ he thought.
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^_^ mweheheh . . .
Please review!