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A/n: Hello again…! I'm sorry for updating this late. For your information, I'm just come back from holiday and a little busy at home. I think it's enough of my babbling now, so on to the story.
Little Interrogation
"Harry…Harry James…Patterson."
"Bring him in!" shout a voice sharply and Harry turns only to found that he no longer in the Infirmary. He's currently in the hall that didn't as big as the Great Hall, but can accommodate all students. Harry turns to his back and there's a throne while on its left is a snake…no, a still young Basilisk. The hall looks damp and dim as there're trees surrounding whatever kind of building it is. Soon, a man has been drags in by two men with black velvet robes and silver masks. Figures…it's those Death Eaters and their master, Voldemort with one of their 'way of entertainment'. The man already looks worse for wear. Harry feels he better do something to help this man than just witnessing his execution by those maniacs. Only the problem is he didn't know what to do.
"Who are you people? Why did you do this to me? What have I done to you?" ask the man, looking at those masked men, before he realizes he's in front of those men's master, Voldemort. Voldemort eyes turn to slits, regarding the man.
"I am the Dark Lord, the perfect and true ruler to thiss world. I'm a wizard; in fact I'm an heir to the great founder name Ssalazar Ssslytherin. You assked me what you have done?" the snake like creature let out a cackle that sent a shiver down Harry's spine and Harry can see the man is shivering hard and all the Death Eaters are cowering. "You've get in my way, you filthy muggle! Thuss, you sshall die a painful death!" at Voldemort's bold prominent, the Death Eaters roar into cheers. The man looks around wildly, searching for escape from those maniacs. Then his eyes stop directly at one point beside himself. Harry startled as their eyes locked. They were separated by only several feet, both in front of the throne surrounded by those Death Eaters.
"Please, help me…you're not one of them, right?" whispers the man to Harry.
"Hey…can you hear me?" ask Harry as if he's in awe. He never expects to be seen by anyone, less by a muggle. Not to inferior anyone, just…it's about magic. Muggle shouldn't know about it or get involve in it easily.
"I'm not deaf, that's for sure," reply the man humourlessly. Harry wince slightly, feeling guilty.
"Well, I'm sorry I guess…I'm not here actually, but I'll try what I can do," Harry said lightly and he do what he best at…trying something impossible. "You…are a wizard too?" ask the man tentatively.
"Yes, I am a wizard. I'm sorry, for you have to know about our existence by this way. Those who capturing you, they are dark wizards who seeking for power and intend to do anything as long as the power are theirs." Answer Harry, trying to unbind the man. Voldemort and his minions are just a background to both of them.
"You're not like them?" the man interrogates Harry as his curiosity won.
"I don't have to be like them…I don't want to be like them. I'll be myself to stop them…that are why I'm here, to stop them in any way I could." Harry said all this while he regards the man. "There…you're free. Now, we have to let you out from here." Harry put his hand on one of the stones near and he holds it in his hand, muttering an incantation. "Try to touch it…you should feel like disoriented if it works, so not to worry much." He tosses the stone to the man.
"Thanks… how can I ever repay you?"
"By living and don't waste it." Harry still holds out the stone to the man.
"My name is Richard Nelson. What's your name, then?" Richard is still determining to be delay and Harry sighs.
"It's Harry James Patterson right now. However, Potter is my real surname. Hurry up, you don't have much time!" after Harry keeps urging him, at last he had touch the portkey and he disappear from the dungeon. 'It's works, thank God!'
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"Mr. Patterson? Can you hear me, Mr. Patterson?" Albus has trying to get Harry's attention since five minutes ago, when Harry didn't respond to his question and look a little out of space.
"Oh! I'm so sorry, Professor. I'm unaware that I've been a little out of space. Please, don't…"
"No offense is taken, Mr. Patterson. It's quite normal to patient in your situation to have such behavior." A genuine smile always looks perfect on the ageing face of the headmaster.
"Thank you." Harry blush slightly, brings twinkles in Albus' azure eyes. Harry feels little ashamed for daydreaming in front of them all.
"Mr. Patterson…"
"Please, call me Harry," inquiry Harry politely. "That, only if you don't mind to call me Harry." Continue Harry, when the mediwitch hesitate to do so and he's still smiling to them. She nodded understand by his request.
"Very well, Harry. I'm going to make some check up on you." With several flicks of wand and follow by spells, she smile satisfied before walk to her office.
"May I know how old are you?"
"I've turn out 17, last July."
"Could you tell me how to contact your parents? Are they muggles, muggleborns, halfbloods or purebloods?"
"My Dad is pureblood and my Mum is muggleborn. But it's impossible for you to contact them, Headmaster."
"Why is that, young man?"
"They both died since I was a year and three month year old. I do have relatives, but it was before Death Eaters decided to give them a little visit when I'm away at school."
"Oh, dear I'm sorry about that. So, where did you live now, and how is it for me to contact your guardian…if you have one?"
"It's okay… I'm used to it by now. Yes, I do have a guardian, but I don't know how to contact him nor do I know where we live. Only he knows the location because he worries that Death Eaters will found out if he tells others. We used to use a portkey whenever to enter or out from the manor and he just told me yesterday that he's going to make one for me. I never lost contact with him since he became my guardian." Finish Harry and the looks of worries attach to his features clearly.
"You mean he didn't trust you much to your liking?"
"Actually, we didn't get along until several months before my relatives have been killed. We kind of were treading on the line whenever we're around each other. Somehow, he disliked my guts very much for several years. He managed to make my each day nearly as hell, especially when he's in a very bad mood."
"How did you accept him as your guardian then?" ask Sirius scandalized by the compassion been made by Harry.
"I told you we didn't get along until before the death of my relatives. He'd taught me Occlumency…and after sometime, we manage to be civil, but not after we've get into a heated fight. One day he found out bits of my home life and he somehow, get curious. Since then he tried to get to know me and when my relatives died, he offer to be my guardian." Harry explains and keeps looking down as there's some light pink colour on both is cheeks.
'This boy is either he really shy or he just feel ashamed, I really wonder'. Albus is scrutinizing Harry too obvious, to make Harry himself feel uneasy on his bed.
"Err…Professor Dumbledore is there something you want to ask me?"
"How do you know that, my dear?" ask Albus astounded.
"The way you looking at me, it's obvious that you've got something in your mind that concerning about me." Reply Harry truthfully. He knew very well to not blatantly lying to the headmaster, especially while he didn't know you as well as you know him.
"I'm sorry for my discourteous, Harry." Albus apologize and bow his head slightly.
"It's okay…umm…may I ask, do I have anything with me when I've been found?"
"Yes, there are some packages, little chest, a vial of potion, along with your wand." Madam Pomfrey answers him.
"You don't mind to get me some of my candies do you? Maybe some Lemon Drops?" request Harry, make Albus chuckles, while the two Marauders look at each other, confuse.
"I don't know that you like them too, Harry." Albus is eyeing Harry behind his half-moon glasses. He begins to like this boy already.
"Now you do, Professor." Harry said wisely, after cease from his chuckles. "What are your questions are they, sir?" ask Harry again after he receive those lemon drops from Albus' supply.
"Alright, Harry. My first question is how did you have those injuries?"
"It was Moldy-wart's servants, Professor."
"Moldy-wart's servants?"
"I meant it was Death Eaters, sir." Harry suddenly decides that playing with lemon drops in his hands was more interesting, than look into the azure eyes that starting to dig a boring hole through him. For a moment, Albus and the rest look at him in true shock. Then, James and Sirius turn out pale, and madam Pomfrey looks like she's going to faint. While Albus, look perfectly calm after he quickly gathered himself, like usual; thought Harry amused.
"Maybe you provoke them at the wrong place and at the wrong time?" James curiously, says out loud his thought.
"Of course not, I was there to buy my supplies of candies, when they greeted me in my way back to school." Protest Harry a bit offended.
"Why did they attack on you, then?" Sirius turns to get the answer. Harry's expression change a bit before become normal 'blank' again.
"Maybe, they have make decision to disgrace my day." Harry shrugged off the thought and adds, "They also take the opportunity to attack the villagers and rampage the village," While in almost inaudible tone, Harry muttered to himself, "while trying to take me to their master." The last sentence however, didn't go unnoticed by Albus, but he figure he will ask that another time.
"Now, Albus…I want my patient to get his rest. I trust that you could wait until he's recover for another interrogation, am I right?"
"Until then, have full rest and don't hesitate to tell me or ask me something when I come again. Also, if you will out before then, please come to my office first. There's something that need to be taken care of first thing." With that, Albus stand up.
"Yes, Professor Dumbledore. I'll remember that." Harry sighs inwardly, knowing full well the topic that the headmaster wants to taken care of. Well, he has to do something before this old wise wizard, get suspicious of him. Don't want to be on his bad side now, are we? "Err…Professor…could you…umm…help me take this….glamourie off of me?" Albus raise his brows; inquiry unspoken question at Harry's waving hands to his own body and request. "It feels weird to be seen as someone else, especially when the real person for the glamourie that you took is around you, right?" explain Harry to satisfy other occupants curious, while answering Albus. The old wizard azure eyes twinkles merrily, understood by the simple yet have its deep meaning behind.
"Very well, Harry, if that's your request." Albus raise his wand to Harry and chanting several spell under his breath. After Albus had finish, Harry's appearance no longer same as James Potter or Harry Potter. His eyes still emerald-green colour, but his hair now brunette, and his face have a look of chinese. He looks more charming, polite and smart with his new look. 'That's really suit you, my dear. I'm sure that you'll be hot pursuing for a while.' Thought Albus amused by his touch of art. Harry saw the mischievous glints in the azure eyes and shudders inwardly.
'This is not going to be turning out so well.'
"I better get going now." slowly, Albus left the Hospital Wings.
"Thank you, Professor." Reply Harry sincerely.
"Mr. Potter and Mr. Black, I'm sure that both of you've already late to your CoMC class now. Come, let me escort you there and explains to your Professor." Prof. McGonagall motions them to walk with her out, leaving Harry by himself.
"Now, take this potion, and do try getting some sleep, Harry." Soothe the mediwitch, handing him a vial with clear blue potion as its content.
"Thanks, madam Pomfrey." Harry fell asleep immediately after taken the potion. Madam Pomfrey leaves his bedside with satisfied smile on her face.
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After dinner, the Marauders gather up at the common room, with Lily to do their assignments. However, books, parchments, inks and quills lay forgotten an hour later, on the table. They had decides to ask James and Sirius what's the matter had happened that cause Prof. McGonagall to escort them to CoMC class that afternoon.
"Tell me, James…what have you done?" Lily give James a skeptically looks.
"Nothing, Lily. I've just went back into the castle to get my potion's assignment, then I've met headmaster and he talked to me a bit. After that Sirius came and headmaster asks Prof. McGonagall to escort us to our class."
"Yeah, that's right Lily." Sirius quickly supports James' explanation.
"But, what have you and headmaster talking about? I didn't get the chance to ask you before." Sirius turns his head to James, waiting for the answer.
"Oh, he just asks me weather we've done something to trigger the wards."
"Trigger the wards?" repeat Remus dropping his book unceremoniously. His face shows alarm.
"Did you do that James?" Lily is accusing at her boyfriend.
"No! I didn't do that…"
"Then why headmaster asks you that?" cut Peter, he's near hysterical himself.
"Because…" James start to answer when suddenly he remember the incident, the real reason that make them late to the class. He turns to looks at Sirius who, at the same time also remember it. After exchange some look at each other, they've made up their mind to investigate it later.
"Because what?" ask Lily impatient.
"Because we're the Marauders…and we usually create havoc, right?" James said suggestively as he raising his eyebrows.
"And now… headmaster has given us some ideas, so we want to do some discussion." Sirius stands up with mischievous smile on his face.
"Want to come, Remus and Peter?" Lily is only gaping at both as she hearing the suggestion that was made by Sirius.
"No, thanks… I've got a lot of work to catch up." Mutter Peter, grabbing his quill to start working on his assignment once again.
"I've still haven't start charm's assignment, so I better stay. Sorry, OK." Remus replies guiltily.
"No harm done." Sirius returns pulling on James' sleeve towards the portal hole.
"Oh, no…JAMES POTTER! For God's sake, you're the Head Boy!" shriek Lily once she gets hold of herself again.
"Yes, I am…and you're the Head Girl, my Flower." James gives a flying kiss before the portal close shut.
"When did you start calling her as 'My Flower', huh?" mocking Sirius.
"Since I feel the need to do that, is my dear fellow marauder."
"Oh, yes…for the sake's of our lives." Sirius is sneering as he chuckles softly.
"Well…to Hospital Wings?"
"Yes…to the Hospital Wings."
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Harry just finishes his dinner that consists of chicken roast with thick fish broth as dipping, salad broccoli and potatoes, and raspberries and beet-root smoothie as drink. He's full, a little sore and trying to figure out what had happened actually. Impossible that Severus had given him something different than the regular portkey. If it's true that Severus did gave him, for what purpose then? What if it really an accident? The thought only make Harry groan. 'Severus must have worried about me then…and others too!' Harry starts too get panic, as the ideas get cross his mind. How he hate to make other worries of him! 'Now…how am I going to contact them to tell them that I'm fine?' thought Harry. He figures that he'll have to visit certain library to search for information, if he's not going to let several peoples he's just know to know in what situation he's now. 'Wonder when will I meet the Marauders,' as if on cue, two of the said Marauders' head poke from behind the infirmary doors. 'Speaking of the devils…' thought Harry as he sneering inwardly at his two visitors.
"Err, hi…uhm, hello," stutter Harry at them as they nearing his bed.
"Hi, I'm James Potter"
"Hello there, I'm Sirius Black."
"Nice to meet you two…I'm Harry Patterson."
"Yeah, we know…I mean we're here before when you awake, remember?"
"Of course I remember both of you…especially you, Potter. Sorry for using your face as disguise, if you know what I mean." Harry has wince slightly as he tried to explain.
"It's okay…I understand that…as long as you didn't drag me into any problem you might have that lead you to disguise like that."
"Oh, by the way who found me?"
"That was me…I thought you was James back then." Sirius said as he is feeling a little proud, then sheepishly as he admits his little mistake.
"Sorry to frighten you…if I really have frightened you, I mean."
"Yeah, you did…but it's common, you know." Sirius quickly brushes off the comment.
"Oh, by the way you can call me James…I don't really like to be address by my family name."
"Then, I may ask you two to call me as Harry, or I might didn't answer your call."
"Oh, if you do, we can remedy that!" exclaim Sirius enthusiastic.
"What do you mean 'you can remedy that'?" ask Harry even when he got clues of what kind of remedy does Sirius meant to. But there's none of harm in asking, right?
"Well, for starter, let me introduce ourselves properly once again. In this school, there's a group of students that call themselves as the Marauders, as they often pull pranks on this school residences. There're four members of them and they're Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Peter Pettigrew and lastly, I, James Potter."
"So, you mean…if somehow I manage to get one of you get annoyed with me, you'll remedy that by pull pranks on me?"
"I knew it that you have a bright mind behind of that thick skull of yours." Sirius said by imitating Prof. McGonagall voice.
"That's not nice, you know…Black." Harry chided at Sirius although he is chuckles at the humour.
"Now, now…I think I have to correct that sentence. Instead of Black, you have to use Sirius, do you understand that?" Sirius raises an eyebrow at Harry. He still talking in a voice a true professor should use while addressing a student.
"Yes, I do understand that, Prof. Black. I mean…Sirius?" reply Harry cheekily, and they dissolves into laughter.
"You do have a good sense of humour!" burst Sirius between his laughter.
"You should keep it down or Madam Pomfrey will kick you both out of her Hospital Wings." Harry reminds them as they still unable to stop laughing. Both of his visitors are clutching their stomach, trying to make their laughter somewhat bearable.
To be continued…