Chapter Two*~~
Harry found that he liked it best when he was over at Mrs. Figg's house that summer. Letters came all the time for him from shi friends and Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon were leaving him be after that threat but he felt secluded form his world even with the visits from teachers. The other times he liked was when he was in a swing at the park or at Magnolia Crescent.
Dudley was the same as ever. Harry didn't mind much. As a matter of fact he had greatly enjoyed an event that had taken place a week into the summer. Harry had been caught in memories of Sirius as he sat on the swing in the park. Dudley's gang was walking past when Piers Polkiss spotted Harry.
"Hey, guys, it's our childhood punching bag," he jeered. Polkiss vaulted the fence with the rest, Dudley behind the rest now. Harry didn't even glance up. He began grinning, remembering the story Remus had written him. It was a prank they had pulled in third year, on a few Slytherins.
"You know, I think he is a maniac," commented Andrew Jumper.
"I thought the rumor was a hardened criminal boy," Harry said off handedly. He was still gazing calmly ahead.
"Whatever," snapped Andrew. Harry shrugged.
"How about a little reminiscing?" sneered Sgarthy Stengle.
"Yeah, a good punching session, some Harry Hunting," Piers agreed. "What do you say, Big D?" They turned to Dudley. He was glancing between his gang and Harry, obviously remembering the dementors.
"I - well, let's g-get to it, th-then," stuttered Dudley, looking positively petrified, However his cronies seemed to think it was eagerness.
"Really think that's smart Dudley?" asked Harry. "If you remember, most of Harry Hunting was you guys attempting to catch me."
"Yeah, you ran away like a dog with its tail between its legs," Piers jeered.
"Mmm, maybe, but with my quidditch training it'll be even harder," Harry said in the same calm voice he had used throughout the conversation. He was back to gazing at the air in front of him.
"What's quibbick?" asked Piers in a nasty voice.
"Quidditch is a sport at my school. I play Seeker," Harry replied steadily.
"It's probably some stupid criminal game," snarled Andrew.
"Whatever it is," Harry said, "It's given me excellent reflexes." As if to test this theory Piers took a sudden punch at Harry. Harry slid off the swing in a dodge. He came up on the opposite side of it as Piers.
"See, excellent reflex." Piers let a strangled yell out and lunged at him. Harry quickly moved away. At each punch or kick Piers made Harry simply dodged.
"Harry," said a familiar voice. Everyone but Harry turned to look at who it was. There was Remus Lupin, sitting on the swing Harry had abandoned.
"Hello, Professor Lupin," Harry said casually. He had taken to calling the man Moony or Remus but the impression they were setting was strictly of one between a student and his English teacher.
Remus had been coming three days a week- with the exception of the full moon- to help him with his defensive studies. On those days he didn't come, Tonks would. Sometimes she came anyways. Either Snape or Dumbledore would come a different three days a week to teach him Occlumency.
"Who're you?" asked Piers. Dudley was looking petrified. He knew who Remus was. To the others he looked ordinary in his worn blue jeans, faded red T-Shirt, and jean jacket. There was a helmet at his feet and a motorcycle was parked by the entrance to the park.
"Professor Lupin. I teach English at Harry's school," Remus said lightly, in his professor manor. "He is getting extra help this summer so he can do advanced English next year. Now, if you would boys would be kind enough to stop throwing useless punches that he can easily dodge, I could do my job." He gave them the look that said quite plainly that they should leave.
"Come on guys, let's go," Dudley said. He led them quickly away.
"Please tell me you didn't pick that fight," Remus said as Harry walked over to him.
"Of course not! I was waiting here for you," Harry defended. Remus shrugged. "So, new bike already?"
"Yeah, the other one was jinxed according to Tonks. She kept falling off," he said. Remus had had two other bikes that summer. "I really like this one. He," Remus paused before continuing. "He had one like it back in second year. Wasn't really supposed to. But oh well."
Harry smiled slightly. "I never knew that. How is everyone so far?" Harry asked.
"Well, we haven't made contact with Sirius's girlfriend from school. She hasn't talked to us in a while. Last I heard form her was right before I went to teach at Hogwarts. She's a good woman though, that Melody."
"Wish I could meet her. So, you still haven't told me about your school girlfriend," Harry said slyly. "Except for last time when you let slip her name was Kayly."
"Yeah, well Kayly and I haven't spoken since your parents died. She thought I was having an affair with Lily and after Lils died I think she was guilty," Remus said as he studied the suddenly fascinating dirt. "But, hey, we're supposed to be doing something." He cast the concealing charms on the closed park and repaired the swing next to him.
The ministry had given Harry a permit to use his magic out of school for his own and his "family's" safety. Harry was grateful for this as others could use their magic as well. Some people (*cough*Snape*cough*) that came to teach him was more bearable when he knew that he could use a hex on them.
"Let's get ready to rumble," Harry said as Remus stood up.
"We're going to be working on shielding charms again. If you get good enough there's a chance you can combine some to make one powerful enough to stop the killing curse form actually killing and only hurting you with severe injuries."
"Yes, because that's SO much better," Harry said, rolling his eyes.
"Well," Remus said with a smile. "It's better than being dead."
"There are worse things than death," Harry said with a shrug. "There are worse things than being an orphan. I mean, look at Neville. His parents are alive but they don't remember him. He has to see them and know that they will never remember. Me, I get to hear stories about my parents. I get to know that they died protecting me. That's better than what he's got."
"You are one strong and brave boy," Remus said, gazing at his friend's son with sudden pride.
"No I'm not. If I were strong I wouldn't have gone to the... well you know where," Harry said.
"Harry, you did what you thought was right. We all did. There is nothing that would stop me from saying with full confidence James and Sirius would have done the same thing," Remus said, gripping Harry's shoulders and looking his in the eye.
"After my journey in the pensive that may not be such a good thing," Harry muttered.
"Harry, they are much different from that day. We didn't start out so arrogant. It happened at the end of our fourth year. That was when we got so pompous and it ended at the end of our fifth. We went through a stage. One I regret. But never believe for one moment that your parents and Sirius were bad people. Because they were quite the opposite."
"You just picked on Snape for amusement. He never did anything," Harry said softly. "I know how that it. That was how it was for me."
"Harry, I am not proud of what I did. None of us were. But you saw only one memory. Only one from Snape's mind, not ours. He had done other things to us. Though what we did, he never deserved."
"I...come on, aren't we supposed to be doing something?" Harry smiled weakly. Remus stood up and began showing him the wand movements.
**********
Six days later Harry heard the familiar sounds of Dudley's gang as he sat on the swing, awaiting his Occlumency teacher of the day. "We have a score to settle," Piers said as he hopped over the fence.
"Then settle it," Harry said tiredly. He had just found out that Ron and Hermione were going on a quick visit to France to see Fleur and Bill. Bill had been spending a lot of time with attractive part Veela. He wished desperately he were there.
"Up," snapped Dudley.
"Is it getting cold?" asked Harry as he stood lazily. Fear flashed on Dudley's face but he shook it away, determined to bully his cousin.
"Watch what you say to Big D," hissed Andrew. He cracked his knuckles.
"I think Goyle has more sense," muttered Harry.
"What was that?" Andrew questioned.
"Nothing. What do you want? I have no desire to fight," Harry spat. "At least not now. Come back after I get a letter about how great France is."
"What are you on about, you freak," hissed Piers. He grabbed Harry's shirt.
"Potter!" hissed Snape's familiar voice. He strode over in black pants and a black turtleneck. "Put him down, boy."
"And who are you to boss me around?" asked Piers, dropping Harry. Harry had been taken by surprise and fell. He quickly stood.
"This is Professor Snape. He's my Physics teacher," Harry said quickly.
"Let me guess, Pothead is flunking," sneered Andrew.
"Actually, he's advanced and with extra time he can take the highest offered course. It happens to be offered to very limited people. He's the first in a decade," Snape responded coolly. Harry stared at Snape. He was making Harry look GOOD!
"Uh-well-I," stuttered Dudley, obviously frightened. "Come on, I heard Samuel Davis was on our turf."
Harry watched them go. He turned around to face his professor. "Professor Snape, thanks for that."
"No one deserves to be humiliated for no particular reason," Snape said. He was glaring at Harry. "I'm sure you know why I feel that way."
"Professor Snape, I never really apologized or explained that," Harry said, looking him in the eye. Snape opened his mouth. "No, please, let me explain. I'm sorry I intruded on your privacy, I truly am, but I hoped it would help me explain things.
"Explain why you were so startled and worried by my sudden progress when I broke into your mind. Explain why you hated me so much. Explain why you are so, well, mean to Gryffindors in general.
"I never dreamed it would lead to so many answers that I did not want. I was happy to se my father but not so happy to see the way her was. But I talked to Remus and they did change. And he said they weren't always that way. I'm guessing it was in fifth year that Sirius told you about the tree. That my dad saved you.
"What you said was true, but not entirely. And I will never believe my parents or Sirius were bad people, because as Remus said, they were quite the opposite. And I fully believe it. But as I said I am truly and sincerely sorry." Harry's gaze had never faltered from Snape's eyes.
Snape just stared at the boy he had despised. "I have no idea why I'm saying this but I don't think we are quite as different as I had thought." Harry could have sworn Snape had almost smiled. "Now, let's begin."
A while later Harry was picking himself up from the ground. "Concentrate," barked Snape. After an hour Harry had done it. He had blocked him out almost immediately.
"Thanks, Professor Snape," Harry said as he started home, Snape walking with him.
"I know your mother- and Black and Po-your father- would be proud of you if they knew how far you had come," Snape said. With that he Apparated away to Hogsmeade leaving a stunned Harry behind him.
*************
A month had passed and Harry had fallen into step with his new program. Unfortunately that was disturbed by a sudden change of events. Harry was sitting on the stairs reading, waiting to see if anyone showed up for an extra lessons, as they sometimes did on Sunday. He held Hogwarts, A History which Hermione had sent him. She and Ron were leaving France in three days.
The doorbell rang and Uncle Vernon went to answer it. His face showed a shocked expression as the opened door revealed Marge Dursley. "MARGE! What a surprise."
Harry quickly scurried upstairs with his incriminating book. Then he pounded back down to watch the scene in the kitchen. "Ah, the little scraggy thing," Aunt Marge greeted him. 'Sirius,' Harry thought firmly.
"Hello, Aunt Marge," he said pleasantly. "What brings you here?" She eyed him suspiciously.
"I've entered Ripper in a dog show in London tomorrow. I've stopped by for a quick visit. You go get your cou-" but she stopped at the sound of two roaring motorcycles. "What in heaven's name is that devil sound?!"
Harry rushed to the door as the bell rang. He threw it open to reveal Remus, Tonks, a woman he had never met, and Bill Weasley. "What on earth are you doing here?" he asked, mouth opened. As Bill was about to respond Aunt Marge spoke. Harry started, not knowing she was there.
"What a RUDE way to greet such fine men," she swooned. Harry gaped at the large woman. She batted her eyelashes at Remus and Bill. Tonks and the other woman were biting their lips. "Please excuse him. Come in, come in. Nice motorbikes by the way. Just lovely."
She led them inside. "Um, who are you?" asked Remus.
"Margarie Dursley, Vernon's sister, but please, call me Marge," she said with a disgusting looking smile. Remus blushed scarlet and Bill was grinning from ear to ear.
"Actually," said the woman Harry didn't know. "We are here to speak with Harry. Harry, please escort us to your room." Harry nodded and lead the way upstairs and down the hall.
"If you don't mind me asking," Harry said as he shut the door behind them. "Who exactly are you?"
"Melody Clemmins," she said with a smile.
"THE Melody?" he asked stunned.
"Yes, and I'm here to tell you that I'm your godmother."
"WHAT?!" asked Harry quickly, emotions flooding through him.
"I was Lily's best friend. We met on the train to Hogwarts. We clicked immediately. And then. Sirius and I fell for each other a few years later- when he decided to grow up," Melody said calmly. "There is a-" Remus glared at her and she closed her mouth, going red.
"I. I don't really know anything to say. I. wow," Harry said quietly. The four adults smiled softly. "I'm guessing you three are guards?"
"Yup, but I'm also here because me and Fleur have to announce our engagement," Bill said grinning. Harry grinned back.
"Congratulations Bill. She's a good person, Fleur," Harry said smiling.
"Thanks. Well, we'd better go. See you later," Bill said. The four trooped to the door with Harry as an escort. Aunt Marge was just pulling away. She batted her eyelashes at the men as she left. This time Tonks and Melody burst out laughing.
"That's it," Remus said. "Someone's little diary entry may just be posted in the Gryffindor Common Room when school starts." Melody glared at him and began moving towards him. Remus grabbed Tonks and jumped on his bike.
"BILL!" Melody said. Bill grinned from the seat of his bike. He tossed her a helmet and she quickly got on. They sped away in a heated chase and Harry grinned. 'I have a godmother!'
*************
The next day Harry was reading his book out at the park when he looked up to see Remus and Snape coming towards him with a soft leather bag. "What's up? I thought I didn't have Occlumency until tomorrow."
"You're going to an alternate dimension," Snape said curtly. Remus rolled his eyes.
"Dumbledore used to have this nasty habit when he was in his twenties. He was very powerful and could move around dimensions. He began the habit of dimension hopping. There is one extraordinary dimension though. It is the Dimension of the Elves. Elves are very good with raw magic and physical fighting. Also, their dimension pattern does not follow that of a normal one so no time will pass here if you are there," Remus began.
"You see, Dumbledore met a man there named Atonics. He is a master at magic and his younger sister at martial arts. He heard what was going on here and they have volunteered to train you. You must go," Remus stated. Harry nodded and took the bag.
"I guess I'll see you in a few seconds to you," Harry said.
"Not exactly," Snape said. "Because of the things we are sending with you it will be a few days to us. A week to be exact. To you it will be five years, though you will not age." He stared. 'Five years!'
He nodded and took the jewel they gave him. "Say this spell and you'll be gone." Harry took the parchment from Remus and recited its words. He vanished in a flash of green.
"Do you think it worked?" asked Snape. "Do you think he had enough power to go to the right dimension?"
"Yes, I believe our young Mr. Potter is finally getting ready to tap into his emerald power. He will return and teach the rest of the DA what he has learned because that is who he is."
Harry found that he liked it best when he was over at Mrs. Figg's house that summer. Letters came all the time for him from shi friends and Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon were leaving him be after that threat but he felt secluded form his world even with the visits from teachers. The other times he liked was when he was in a swing at the park or at Magnolia Crescent.
Dudley was the same as ever. Harry didn't mind much. As a matter of fact he had greatly enjoyed an event that had taken place a week into the summer. Harry had been caught in memories of Sirius as he sat on the swing in the park. Dudley's gang was walking past when Piers Polkiss spotted Harry.
"Hey, guys, it's our childhood punching bag," he jeered. Polkiss vaulted the fence with the rest, Dudley behind the rest now. Harry didn't even glance up. He began grinning, remembering the story Remus had written him. It was a prank they had pulled in third year, on a few Slytherins.
"You know, I think he is a maniac," commented Andrew Jumper.
"I thought the rumor was a hardened criminal boy," Harry said off handedly. He was still gazing calmly ahead.
"Whatever," snapped Andrew. Harry shrugged.
"How about a little reminiscing?" sneered Sgarthy Stengle.
"Yeah, a good punching session, some Harry Hunting," Piers agreed. "What do you say, Big D?" They turned to Dudley. He was glancing between his gang and Harry, obviously remembering the dementors.
"I - well, let's g-get to it, th-then," stuttered Dudley, looking positively petrified, However his cronies seemed to think it was eagerness.
"Really think that's smart Dudley?" asked Harry. "If you remember, most of Harry Hunting was you guys attempting to catch me."
"Yeah, you ran away like a dog with its tail between its legs," Piers jeered.
"Mmm, maybe, but with my quidditch training it'll be even harder," Harry said in the same calm voice he had used throughout the conversation. He was back to gazing at the air in front of him.
"What's quibbick?" asked Piers in a nasty voice.
"Quidditch is a sport at my school. I play Seeker," Harry replied steadily.
"It's probably some stupid criminal game," snarled Andrew.
"Whatever it is," Harry said, "It's given me excellent reflexes." As if to test this theory Piers took a sudden punch at Harry. Harry slid off the swing in a dodge. He came up on the opposite side of it as Piers.
"See, excellent reflex." Piers let a strangled yell out and lunged at him. Harry quickly moved away. At each punch or kick Piers made Harry simply dodged.
"Harry," said a familiar voice. Everyone but Harry turned to look at who it was. There was Remus Lupin, sitting on the swing Harry had abandoned.
"Hello, Professor Lupin," Harry said casually. He had taken to calling the man Moony or Remus but the impression they were setting was strictly of one between a student and his English teacher.
Remus had been coming three days a week- with the exception of the full moon- to help him with his defensive studies. On those days he didn't come, Tonks would. Sometimes she came anyways. Either Snape or Dumbledore would come a different three days a week to teach him Occlumency.
"Who're you?" asked Piers. Dudley was looking petrified. He knew who Remus was. To the others he looked ordinary in his worn blue jeans, faded red T-Shirt, and jean jacket. There was a helmet at his feet and a motorcycle was parked by the entrance to the park.
"Professor Lupin. I teach English at Harry's school," Remus said lightly, in his professor manor. "He is getting extra help this summer so he can do advanced English next year. Now, if you would boys would be kind enough to stop throwing useless punches that he can easily dodge, I could do my job." He gave them the look that said quite plainly that they should leave.
"Come on guys, let's go," Dudley said. He led them quickly away.
"Please tell me you didn't pick that fight," Remus said as Harry walked over to him.
"Of course not! I was waiting here for you," Harry defended. Remus shrugged. "So, new bike already?"
"Yeah, the other one was jinxed according to Tonks. She kept falling off," he said. Remus had had two other bikes that summer. "I really like this one. He," Remus paused before continuing. "He had one like it back in second year. Wasn't really supposed to. But oh well."
Harry smiled slightly. "I never knew that. How is everyone so far?" Harry asked.
"Well, we haven't made contact with Sirius's girlfriend from school. She hasn't talked to us in a while. Last I heard form her was right before I went to teach at Hogwarts. She's a good woman though, that Melody."
"Wish I could meet her. So, you still haven't told me about your school girlfriend," Harry said slyly. "Except for last time when you let slip her name was Kayly."
"Yeah, well Kayly and I haven't spoken since your parents died. She thought I was having an affair with Lily and after Lils died I think she was guilty," Remus said as he studied the suddenly fascinating dirt. "But, hey, we're supposed to be doing something." He cast the concealing charms on the closed park and repaired the swing next to him.
The ministry had given Harry a permit to use his magic out of school for his own and his "family's" safety. Harry was grateful for this as others could use their magic as well. Some people (*cough*Snape*cough*) that came to teach him was more bearable when he knew that he could use a hex on them.
"Let's get ready to rumble," Harry said as Remus stood up.
"We're going to be working on shielding charms again. If you get good enough there's a chance you can combine some to make one powerful enough to stop the killing curse form actually killing and only hurting you with severe injuries."
"Yes, because that's SO much better," Harry said, rolling his eyes.
"Well," Remus said with a smile. "It's better than being dead."
"There are worse things than death," Harry said with a shrug. "There are worse things than being an orphan. I mean, look at Neville. His parents are alive but they don't remember him. He has to see them and know that they will never remember. Me, I get to hear stories about my parents. I get to know that they died protecting me. That's better than what he's got."
"You are one strong and brave boy," Remus said, gazing at his friend's son with sudden pride.
"No I'm not. If I were strong I wouldn't have gone to the... well you know where," Harry said.
"Harry, you did what you thought was right. We all did. There is nothing that would stop me from saying with full confidence James and Sirius would have done the same thing," Remus said, gripping Harry's shoulders and looking his in the eye.
"After my journey in the pensive that may not be such a good thing," Harry muttered.
"Harry, they are much different from that day. We didn't start out so arrogant. It happened at the end of our fourth year. That was when we got so pompous and it ended at the end of our fifth. We went through a stage. One I regret. But never believe for one moment that your parents and Sirius were bad people. Because they were quite the opposite."
"You just picked on Snape for amusement. He never did anything," Harry said softly. "I know how that it. That was how it was for me."
"Harry, I am not proud of what I did. None of us were. But you saw only one memory. Only one from Snape's mind, not ours. He had done other things to us. Though what we did, he never deserved."
"I...come on, aren't we supposed to be doing something?" Harry smiled weakly. Remus stood up and began showing him the wand movements.
**********
Six days later Harry heard the familiar sounds of Dudley's gang as he sat on the swing, awaiting his Occlumency teacher of the day. "We have a score to settle," Piers said as he hopped over the fence.
"Then settle it," Harry said tiredly. He had just found out that Ron and Hermione were going on a quick visit to France to see Fleur and Bill. Bill had been spending a lot of time with attractive part Veela. He wished desperately he were there.
"Up," snapped Dudley.
"Is it getting cold?" asked Harry as he stood lazily. Fear flashed on Dudley's face but he shook it away, determined to bully his cousin.
"Watch what you say to Big D," hissed Andrew. He cracked his knuckles.
"I think Goyle has more sense," muttered Harry.
"What was that?" Andrew questioned.
"Nothing. What do you want? I have no desire to fight," Harry spat. "At least not now. Come back after I get a letter about how great France is."
"What are you on about, you freak," hissed Piers. He grabbed Harry's shirt.
"Potter!" hissed Snape's familiar voice. He strode over in black pants and a black turtleneck. "Put him down, boy."
"And who are you to boss me around?" asked Piers, dropping Harry. Harry had been taken by surprise and fell. He quickly stood.
"This is Professor Snape. He's my Physics teacher," Harry said quickly.
"Let me guess, Pothead is flunking," sneered Andrew.
"Actually, he's advanced and with extra time he can take the highest offered course. It happens to be offered to very limited people. He's the first in a decade," Snape responded coolly. Harry stared at Snape. He was making Harry look GOOD!
"Uh-well-I," stuttered Dudley, obviously frightened. "Come on, I heard Samuel Davis was on our turf."
Harry watched them go. He turned around to face his professor. "Professor Snape, thanks for that."
"No one deserves to be humiliated for no particular reason," Snape said. He was glaring at Harry. "I'm sure you know why I feel that way."
"Professor Snape, I never really apologized or explained that," Harry said, looking him in the eye. Snape opened his mouth. "No, please, let me explain. I'm sorry I intruded on your privacy, I truly am, but I hoped it would help me explain things.
"Explain why you were so startled and worried by my sudden progress when I broke into your mind. Explain why you hated me so much. Explain why you are so, well, mean to Gryffindors in general.
"I never dreamed it would lead to so many answers that I did not want. I was happy to se my father but not so happy to see the way her was. But I talked to Remus and they did change. And he said they weren't always that way. I'm guessing it was in fifth year that Sirius told you about the tree. That my dad saved you.
"What you said was true, but not entirely. And I will never believe my parents or Sirius were bad people, because as Remus said, they were quite the opposite. And I fully believe it. But as I said I am truly and sincerely sorry." Harry's gaze had never faltered from Snape's eyes.
Snape just stared at the boy he had despised. "I have no idea why I'm saying this but I don't think we are quite as different as I had thought." Harry could have sworn Snape had almost smiled. "Now, let's begin."
A while later Harry was picking himself up from the ground. "Concentrate," barked Snape. After an hour Harry had done it. He had blocked him out almost immediately.
"Thanks, Professor Snape," Harry said as he started home, Snape walking with him.
"I know your mother- and Black and Po-your father- would be proud of you if they knew how far you had come," Snape said. With that he Apparated away to Hogsmeade leaving a stunned Harry behind him.
*************
A month had passed and Harry had fallen into step with his new program. Unfortunately that was disturbed by a sudden change of events. Harry was sitting on the stairs reading, waiting to see if anyone showed up for an extra lessons, as they sometimes did on Sunday. He held Hogwarts, A History which Hermione had sent him. She and Ron were leaving France in three days.
The doorbell rang and Uncle Vernon went to answer it. His face showed a shocked expression as the opened door revealed Marge Dursley. "MARGE! What a surprise."
Harry quickly scurried upstairs with his incriminating book. Then he pounded back down to watch the scene in the kitchen. "Ah, the little scraggy thing," Aunt Marge greeted him. 'Sirius,' Harry thought firmly.
"Hello, Aunt Marge," he said pleasantly. "What brings you here?" She eyed him suspiciously.
"I've entered Ripper in a dog show in London tomorrow. I've stopped by for a quick visit. You go get your cou-" but she stopped at the sound of two roaring motorcycles. "What in heaven's name is that devil sound?!"
Harry rushed to the door as the bell rang. He threw it open to reveal Remus, Tonks, a woman he had never met, and Bill Weasley. "What on earth are you doing here?" he asked, mouth opened. As Bill was about to respond Aunt Marge spoke. Harry started, not knowing she was there.
"What a RUDE way to greet such fine men," she swooned. Harry gaped at the large woman. She batted her eyelashes at Remus and Bill. Tonks and the other woman were biting their lips. "Please excuse him. Come in, come in. Nice motorbikes by the way. Just lovely."
She led them inside. "Um, who are you?" asked Remus.
"Margarie Dursley, Vernon's sister, but please, call me Marge," she said with a disgusting looking smile. Remus blushed scarlet and Bill was grinning from ear to ear.
"Actually," said the woman Harry didn't know. "We are here to speak with Harry. Harry, please escort us to your room." Harry nodded and lead the way upstairs and down the hall.
"If you don't mind me asking," Harry said as he shut the door behind them. "Who exactly are you?"
"Melody Clemmins," she said with a smile.
"THE Melody?" he asked stunned.
"Yes, and I'm here to tell you that I'm your godmother."
"WHAT?!" asked Harry quickly, emotions flooding through him.
"I was Lily's best friend. We met on the train to Hogwarts. We clicked immediately. And then. Sirius and I fell for each other a few years later- when he decided to grow up," Melody said calmly. "There is a-" Remus glared at her and she closed her mouth, going red.
"I. I don't really know anything to say. I. wow," Harry said quietly. The four adults smiled softly. "I'm guessing you three are guards?"
"Yup, but I'm also here because me and Fleur have to announce our engagement," Bill said grinning. Harry grinned back.
"Congratulations Bill. She's a good person, Fleur," Harry said smiling.
"Thanks. Well, we'd better go. See you later," Bill said. The four trooped to the door with Harry as an escort. Aunt Marge was just pulling away. She batted her eyelashes at the men as she left. This time Tonks and Melody burst out laughing.
"That's it," Remus said. "Someone's little diary entry may just be posted in the Gryffindor Common Room when school starts." Melody glared at him and began moving towards him. Remus grabbed Tonks and jumped on his bike.
"BILL!" Melody said. Bill grinned from the seat of his bike. He tossed her a helmet and she quickly got on. They sped away in a heated chase and Harry grinned. 'I have a godmother!'
*************
The next day Harry was reading his book out at the park when he looked up to see Remus and Snape coming towards him with a soft leather bag. "What's up? I thought I didn't have Occlumency until tomorrow."
"You're going to an alternate dimension," Snape said curtly. Remus rolled his eyes.
"Dumbledore used to have this nasty habit when he was in his twenties. He was very powerful and could move around dimensions. He began the habit of dimension hopping. There is one extraordinary dimension though. It is the Dimension of the Elves. Elves are very good with raw magic and physical fighting. Also, their dimension pattern does not follow that of a normal one so no time will pass here if you are there," Remus began.
"You see, Dumbledore met a man there named Atonics. He is a master at magic and his younger sister at martial arts. He heard what was going on here and they have volunteered to train you. You must go," Remus stated. Harry nodded and took the bag.
"I guess I'll see you in a few seconds to you," Harry said.
"Not exactly," Snape said. "Because of the things we are sending with you it will be a few days to us. A week to be exact. To you it will be five years, though you will not age." He stared. 'Five years!'
He nodded and took the jewel they gave him. "Say this spell and you'll be gone." Harry took the parchment from Remus and recited its words. He vanished in a flash of green.
"Do you think it worked?" asked Snape. "Do you think he had enough power to go to the right dimension?"
"Yes, I believe our young Mr. Potter is finally getting ready to tap into his emerald power. He will return and teach the rest of the DA what he has learned because that is who he is."