Chapter Four: The Three Kings, Three Queens, and their heirs.
Harry awoke the next day covered in sweat from head to toe, but this time he was unable to compress his scream, and he yelped in pain, as his hands shot up to his scar. He rubbed it forcefully trying to make the pain go away. His body was shaking, and his breathing was tiny gasps every second or two. He rose his knees up to his chest, and let himself hug his knees as he rocked his body back and forth. The dream had been so livid, but what shocked Harry the most was that he had been watching last years event, only through Voldemort's point of view.
His yelp must have attracted Remus, because in a few seconds, there was a knock on the door. It was followed by Remus's concerned voice.
"Harry? What is it? What happened?" Remus asked. Harry took a few more deep breaths before answering.
"Nothing don't worry, and don't come in!" Harry said, as he watched the doorknob twist towards the left.
"Harry, something's wrong I can hear it in your voice." Remus said.
"I just knocked my toe against my trunk, while searching for something to wear, that is why I don't want you to come in, because I'm getting dressed." Harry said, as he groaned internally. Stupid Remus, acting like a mother hen!
"Okay." Remus said, but he didn't sound convinced. Harry heard footsteps walk away from the room, and then he sighed.
He got up wearily, and went into the bath, taking a quick shower, before throwing on a pair of dark blue jeans, and a Navy Blue sweater. He tried combing his hair flat, but giving up almost immediately, and then he left the room, quickly heading downstairs for his breakfast.
When he entered the Kitchen, Maria was sitting at the table, happily eating some homemade waffles. She wore shorts that reached just above her knees and a pink shirt with a big red heart placed into the middle. Her hair was cascading down her face, and she wore some glossy pink lipstick. Harry walked over and sat next to her, surveying the breakfast in front of him.
"Eat up Harry! I made it myself. Don't worry I didn't poison it!" Maria said, laughing, as she swallowed a gulp of freshly squeezed orange juice.
Harry grinned, before picking up his fork, and digging into the homemade waffles.
After he finished eating, he quickly helped Maria clean up the Kitchen. When everything was back in its rightful place, Harry ushered Maria out, and up to his room.
As they climbed the stairs, Harry began telling Maria his plans for the day.
" Well, we're going to sneak out of the house. I have an Invisibility Cloak, we can use it, and I have a broom. If you don't have one, we'll both use mine. Then, we'll leave and head to the Weasley's House. It shouldn't be too far to fly to. Walking takes a bit, but on my Firebolt, it'll be much faster. I'll introduce you to Ron, his brothers and sister (Or at least whoever's home), and Hermione, who's staying there for the summer. You have a lot of things to catch up on. But I'll only tell you, after my friends accept you." Harry rambled on.
"Wait. Err…What if they don't accept me?" Maria asked nervously, biting hard on her lip.
Harry sighed, and placed his index finger on her lip. She stopped biting it.
"Trust me on this. They'll like you. You're a very nice person." Harry said.
Maria smiled, before opening the door to Harry's room.
Harry gestured towards his bed, and Maria sat happily on its edge, as Harry began rummaging through his trunk.
"We'll all play Quidditch after. And you can try beating Ron at Chess. Careful though, he has twin brothers that are very clever and can trick you easily. Do not accept anything they give you, except for maybe a hand shake." Harry said. He pulled the Cloak out of his trunk, and began unfolding it.
"So, we're going to go meet them, now?" Maria asked, her voice rising in hesitation.
"Obviously!" Harry said, his voice slurring in sarcasm.
Maria glanced down, shifting her feet uncomfortably.
Harry sighed as he put on a small wine red jacket.
"Don't worry about, okay? They'll like you." Harry said, walking up to her and patting his hand on her shoulder in reassurance.
She nodded, her lips slowly etching into a small smile.
They both left the room, and began climbing the stairs. Harry grabbed the Invisibility Cloak, and threw it on top of them. It covered them both very nicely, as they both descended the steps side by side.
"Harry? Shouldn't you take off that Jacket? It'll get hot under here." Maria whispered to him, as she flicked back a stray lock of her light brown hair.
Harry gave her a foolish smile. He unzipped the jacket, and they both made their way to the closet, where he carefully, and soundlessly, placed the jacket inside.
"I'm going to tell Remus I'm going for a walk, Okay?" Harry whispered. Watching her nod, he turned to the foot of the stairs, and carefully peeled the Invisibility Cloak off of himself.
"Remus? I'm going for a walk!" Harry shouted to, what seemed like, the stairs.
Harry turned back and grabbed the Invisibility Cloak, scurrying underneath it, but halted momentarily, when no answer was heard from his Ex-Professor.
"Remus?" Harry called out again. But only the echo of his voice was heard.
"Hello? Remus? Where are you?" Harry asked, this time jerking the Cloak off of him, and rushing to the stairs.
He turned back, facing the floating head of Maria.
"He's not here." Harry stated. His heart had begun pumping faster, and now felt as if it were smashing his lungs and rib cage.
Maria scurried to his side, and they both rushed up the stairs.
They spent fifteen minutes, searching the house, but there was no sign of him. Finally, Harry sank to the edge of the stone steps, in defeat.
"What do you think happened?" Maria asked.
Harry waited before replying.
"I know he wouldn't leave without telling us. The only possible answer could be that something happened to him." Harry said to himself.
"But What?" Maria asked him.
"I'm thinking maybe he was Kidnapped. He could be miles away." Harry said, groaning in the process. Voldemort couldn't already be tormenting him, could he?
"Kidnapped? Are you sure?" Maria asked, her eyes widening in shock and curiosity.
"Like I said it was merely a suggestion." Harry said, frowning in dismay.
Maria sighed and stared at Harry's worried face. Suddenly she perked up.
"What?" Harry asked, his suspicion swimming in his voice.
"I-I could try to locate him." Maria answered.
"What?" Harry asked, startled at his own voice's demand.
"Well...Let me do it, and then I'll explain it to you. Actually I might as well explain everything." Maria said.
Harry's eyebrow rose, but he didn't comment.
"Give me your wand please." Maria asked, extending her hand towards him.
This came as a very awkward question, but nonetheless, he grabbed the long slender stick in his belt, and carefully placed it in the palm of her hand.
She quickly revealed her own wand, which was slipped into her back pocket, and she placed both tips of the wands together. Then she closed her eyes.
"Wha-" Harry began, but Maria's eyes snapped open and she glared at him. He decided it was best to stay quiet and just watch.
"Impedo Facies." Maria whispered.
Both wands began to glow blue; A dark navy blue. They began to vibrate; until Maria's grip was no longer strong enough to keep hold of them. They broke loose from her grasp, and began levitating higher and higher, until they were inches above her head. Then, the dark blue surrounding them began changing into a lighter shade. Lighter, Lighter and lighter, until it stopped at an electrical blue. Harry covered his eyes against the blinding light, but managed to squint through to watch the rest.
The wands parted, and began showering them with what seemed like dust specks of the blue light. Each speck then began joining another, until a vibrant blue shield was formed around them. Harry had been too focused on the wands to see Maria sink to her knees, pain etching itself on her face.
Finally the wands jerked, and fell to the floor, Harry's on his lap, and Maria's on what was suppose to be her lap, but it ended up landing on her back.
"Maria?" Harry asked, when he finally noticed that she was in some way, injured.
A moan escaped her lips, and she carefully heaved her body up. Immediately, Harry grabbed her shoulder, as she started swaying.
He crouched down in front of her, his face soft and gentle.
"Are You Alright?" He asked.
Her eyes were slightly out of focus, but nonetheless she responded.
"Don't w-worr-ry this is j-just a s-s-ide affect." She muttered, and with much effort, heaved herself into a sitting position.
She snatched her wand from the floor, and began rubbing her temples, closing her eyes in the process. Harry's eyes wouldn't leave Maria, and the silence that had begun after Maria's stuttering response, continued. Finally, Harry's curiosity got the better of him.
"What did you just do?" Harry asked, as he carefully reached out to touch the shield. It was surprisingly refreshing to the touch.
"This," Maria begun, and she too, touched the barrier. "is a wall of energy. It's my energy, and it will be used to prevent any wizard or witch who is not related to the six magical heirs of the throne, from detecting any form or type of magic used, as long as we stay in it." Maria said.
She began admiring her handwork as she continued.
"When you walk, it follows, and stays as strong as ever. It is visible to our eyes, and our eye only. The light will soon begin to fade, but the shield remains a faded wall. I'm affected a lot to this particular one, because a.) I'm about to use very enhanced magic in this barrier, and b.) It must protect both of us entirely to function." She said. Finally she turned to him.
"Pretty neat huh?" Maria asked, as she smiled, showing her sparkling white teeth, and braces the embraced each tooth.
Harry stared at her, his mind flooding with this new info.
"Six Magical Heirs?" Harry asked.
"Listen," Maria said, sighing. "I'll explain everything to you, after I find Remus, Okay?" Maria said, much impatience noted in her voice.
"Okay!" Harry said, lifting his hands up in the air in defeat.
Maria giggled, before frowning again, knowing what she was about to do would cost her much energy.
"So..." Harry began after a long pause in which only their breaths could be heard.
"What?" Maria asked. She had been sitting cross-legged, rubbing her temples continuously in a circular motion.
"Listen, it's not that I'm trying to force you, but I'm really worried about Remus." Harry said, his conscience whispering disturbing paranoia to him.
"Okay." She sighed.
She closed her eyes and her shoulders immediately relaxed.
"Don't say, or do anything no matter what happens." Maria muttered.
Harry's body tensed at that statement, but he did nothing.
Maria began to whisper something under her breath. It was much too low for Harry's ears to catch, and he wasn't any good at lip reading, so trying to understand this locating "method" would be nearly impossible without confronting Maria about the matter, and interviewing her on such an amazing ability. Harry shook his head at this, and continued to watch.
A blue haze had begun to engulf Maria. Harry's first reaction was to touch it, as his curiosity burned in him like a wild fire, but his senses got the better of him and he drew back, away from the jean-colored fog.
Maria had begun groaning, and her chanting had halted. The haze begun to shift, forming itself into what seemed like a massive ball of her energy.
The ball turned. It tapped Maria on her forehead, before beginning to swivel and spin in the air. Then it shot away, faster than a bullet, through the window, leaving its owner, who was now lying on the floor unconscious, and Harry.
"Maria!" Harry said urgently, only to clasp his hand on his mouth, remembering that he wasn't suppose to talk.
Harry sat in his place, helpless, for about a brief five minutes. Thoughts involving gruesome deaths or injuries towards Maria kept entering his mind. But his thoughts were fortunately interrupted by the sound of a whistle like something speeding through the air.
His head jerked up and his eyes spotted the blue orb of energy, slicing the air, as it headed towards the both of them. It flew through a closed window, surprisingly shattering the glass and making it with no physical defect.
Its speed decreased considerably, until it floated over Maria's form. It turned, as if its North side was its face, and "looked" down at Maria. Suddenly, before either Harry or Maria could react (Maria's was incapable anyways.), it shot down engulfing Maria before disappearing.
Maria's eyes fluttered open, and almost instantly, she motioned for Harry to be quiet. She perked up, and seemed to stare out motionless.
"Shhhhh…." She muttered, placing her finger upon her lips, as her ears perked higher.
Harry watched her every motion but she just stared out into nothingness. Finally her tense body, relaxed, and she let out a long sigh.
"Well?" Harry whispered, afraid of knowing the answer.
She seemed to pause before whispering her stuttered answer.
"I..err…wait…it's the…no…screaming…no…shrieking…that's it! It's the Shrieking Shack." She said. Harry could tell she was straining to remember the answer, even if she had received it only moments ago.
"The Shrieking Shack!" Harry exclaimed. Shocked.
She nodded, pressing her fingers against her temples as she winced.
What? Harry thought. Just barely a week ago, Remus was there transforming. He only goes there on the nights of full moons, when he is unsafe to the human race. But he can't be there, he only goes there to transform, and he can't be transforming. For one thing, it's daytime, and for another, the full moon was a week ago. He was just barely starting to recover. Harry stopped thinking. There was no time to think of the possibilities. Remus could be very injured right now.
"I'm going to send Dumbledore a letter. I'll be right back. Are you Okay?" Harry asked.
Except for a massive headache, I'm fine. You don't mind if I go lie down on your bed, do you?" She asked, as she frowned and wrinkled her nose.
Harry's eyebrows rose in concern, but nonetheless he nodded. He extended his hand to help her, and she gladly accepted the gesture.
As Maria lay heavily against Harry, he quickly led her to his room. He helped Maria onto his bed before grabbing a stray piece of Parchment, and his quill, and scribbling a quick not to his Headmaster. When the letter was complete, it read:
Dear Albus Dumbledore,
My greatest Apologies for disturbing you, but it has come to my knowledge that Remus is staying at the Shrieking Shack. I need your confirmation on the matter, if you don't mind, as soon as you possibly can send me a reply.
My Greatest Appreciation,
Mr. Harry Potter.
Harry quickly tied his folded letter around Hedwig's leg, and instructed her that it was for Dumbledore and it was very urgent. Hedwig pecked him in approval, before fluffing her feathers, and taking off out of the window, Harry was frantically opening.
Harry watched her fly away, before closing the window.
"Wait. Leave the window open, will you?" Maria asked.
Harry once again cast her a concerned look, but nonetheless, he pulled the small latch holding the glass closed, and eased the window open.
Finally, Harry collapsed on his bed, beside Maria, in defeat. He clucked his tongue impatiently, and began rubbing his scar absent-mindedly.
After the long silence, Harry couldn't stand such lack of conversation, and he spoke up.
"Maria? You said something about Six Heirs? I don't know if you're up to it, but would you mind explaining this nonsense to me, Please?" Harry asked.
Maria turned her head to face Harry. Her cheeks were finally developing a pinky rose color, which was much better than the pale, yellowish complex it had been before.
"Sure." She whispered. Even in her voice you could catch How much doing magic had affected her.
She stood up, and walked over to the foot of the bed. She sat on the floor, and motioned for Harry to come and sit next to her.
When they were both comfortable. Maria pulled out her wand, and sighed before beginning.
"Appearo Lumen." She muttered, and the tip of her wand began glowing blue.
Harry noticed immediately, that the almost invisible, blue haze that was the shield protecting them against the discovery of their magical activity had begun to glow brighter.
Maria drew six stick figures in front of her; three girls and three boys.
"These are the six magical heirs," She began. ", These four," She circled two girls and two boys. ", Are the four founders of Hogwarts." She flicked her wand, and the four house crests, went each beside their designated stick person.
"Now, each of the founders, was born with the ability to control a natural element. Rowena Ravenclaw was born with the ability to control water, Godric Gryffindor controlled fire, Salazar Slytherin controlled Earth, and Helga Hufflepuff, controlled air. It's easy to remember. Gryffindor's colors are red and gold, thus comes fire. Slytherin's are green and silver, the green hinting on the Earth. Ravenclaw is blue, in result water, and the only one left, air, is Hufflepuff." She drew small symbols; a flame, a water droplet, a small earth ball, and a blue haze, to represent fire, water, earth and air; which were then placed beside their designated figure.
"You following along?" She asked.
Harry nodded.
"Okay, these other two," She circled the remaining two figures. ", Are also a big part of this." She circled the boy figure. "This one is Mr. Luis Dumbledore." Maria continued.
"You mean-." Harry began.
"Yes, Albus Dumbledore's great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great, well you get the point. there's a lot of great's, grandfather." Maria said, smirking.
"Now, Mr. Dumbledore and this lady," She said, circling them again, creating a thick line encircling the figures. ", Were able to control much more than an element each. Not only were they able to each have control over all of the elements, but each had their own individual power." Maria spoke, her voice becoming hushed.
"Wait, who's the lady?" Harry asked, confusion hinting the slightest in his voice.
"OH! Of course. The lady is Mrs. Fiona Harden. So anyways, They both had the ability to control all of the elements that the four founders were able to control, and they each had a special ability. Luis Dumbledore was able to control Power. He was able to Control Knowledge. His elements were Power and Knowledge. His intelligence grew to such peeks that he was known to be the strongest man ever. But he was very modest, and did not use his powers to their extent. Now Ms. Harden, on the other hand, had a very unique power. She had the ability to control the mind of a human being. This meant she could, not only read other's mind, but also take over one's mind, natural, with no form of connection whatsoever. She was able to straight away read someone's emotions, and had mastered Divination at the age of two!" She exclaimed.
Harry's eyebrows rose, and immediately he remembered Occlumency. Dumbledore had decided to stop Occlumency last year, but when he found out about Harry's Dreams, he had decided to make Harry start again this year. Harry shuddered at the thought.
"So anyways, each of them had their own ability to control an element. But it was said that back then, in old ancient times, each of the four founders of Hogwarts had a secret power. There was never any useful amount discovered. Anyways, this strong magic began to get very uncontrollable. Soon Slytherin began using it for wrong doings. Because he was able to control the Earth, one of his specialties was controlling the weather. The World did not see sunlight for 2 years. Finally, the magic was banned, and Dumbledore, Harden, Gryffindor, Slytherin, Hufflepuff, and Ravenclaw, were stripped of their ability."
"But now it's said that, because Voldemort is the heir of Slytherin, he searches in vain for his secret power. He tries to regain his title as the ruler of Earth. So what may happen is we may have to banish the law, and find the heirs of the four founders. But the problem is the only two heirs we know of is Voldemort and Dumbledore. Because Dumbledore has the ability to control all the elements including Slytherin's; Earth, then it's no threat, right?" Maria continued, her voice breaking from non-stop talk.
"Yeah." Harry answered, as he stared at Maria, very focused and concentrated.
"WRONG. Slytherin had his Secret Power, and because we don't know what it is, Dumbledore will be incapable of finding a weakness. For all we know, it could be indestructibility!" Maria said, her voice hushed and full of anxiety.
"So then…Voldemort is indestructible?" Harry asked. How was this possible? It was he, Harry who was destined to kill Voldemort. If Dumbledore, heir to Luis Dumbledore, capable of controlling all the elements, and having the power to all knowledge, could not defeat Slytherin's Heir, Voldemort, because of some special secret power, how could he, Harry, stand a chance?
"It's said that all of the heirs, Or their spirits joined in one group, is the only chance to defeat Slytherin. You see, he was the biggest threat back in his age, because he was the only one who used his power for evil and not good. And the only thing that can destroy evil, is purity. That's another reason Dumbledore cannot defeat Voldemort. One of his descendants used their power to try and find a way around the law. Even if it wasn't bad, it was a greedy gesture. I don't know what it was for or anything, but it's said that that is the only reason Dumbledore was able to defeat Grindewald but not Voldemort." Maria continued.
"So only a person who's a descendant and completely pure can defeat Voldemort?" Harry asked, his mind reeling with thoughts.
"Well, Yes and No. Yes a pure heir can defeat Voldemort, but there is another way, but it hasn't been discovered. No one knows what it is, only that it has been done once before, to an evil wizard Before Christ's Time." Maria said. She sighed heavily.
"So what does this have to do with Anything?" Harry asked, referring to the link between these heirs and Maria.
"Oh. Well, you see Mrs. Harden was the Founder of the School in Portugal. Wait, let me start from the beginning. I was Originally Born in Portugal. It was an accident. Before I was born, My Mother was always traveling. On The Second last day of her Holiday in Portugal, she went into Labor, starting having contractions, and home delivered me in a small old home in Portugal. Then We moved to Africa, Where I stayed for two years. My Father then decided it was best to return to Britain. But then, Death Eaters began to try and Force my Father away on to the evil side, and we left for Canada, where one of my Mother's Friends Agreed to get a home. I stayed in Canada for nine years. After my first year in the Canadian Witchcraft School, my mother decided to bring me back to Portugal, because it was my Birth place, so I ended up taking my witchcraft second year at Estrela Academy of Witch Craft and Wizardry. Okay, in this school, back in Harden's time, Harden began finding ways to teach others of her ability. She wanted to share her unique mind power, and so she opened Estrela Academy, and began teaching what she could. But because she was born with this ability, she could not muster to "give" her energy to the world, so she taught minor things. These things were passed down from generation to generation, and were ordered from least difficulty to greatest difficulty, and taught as classes. In Divination of that school, you learn these abilities. Funny thing, when I went there, they stated I was gifted, and I learned how to do standard Seventh Year Mind Reading." She said, and giggled lightly, before sighing.
"Is there anything else I'm forgetting?" She asked herself.
"Well, If I'm any help, Everything seems to be well covered." Harry whispered. But his mind wasn't with him. It was still in awe of what had been spoken. His head was beginning to pound with all of this newfound information.
"Are You Okay?" She asked after a moment of silence.
Harry nodded.
"It's just the stress that…I don't know, I guess I'm just worried about Remus." Harry muttered, unable to tell her about the Prophecy. He remembered only too well, how Ron and Hermione had reacted.
Hermione and Ron sat beside the Common Room Fire, waiting for Harry to arrive back from Dumbledore's Office.
Suddenly there was the sound of footsteps followed by the whisper of a boy. Hermione and Ron both glanced at each other, before looking attentively at the Common Room Entrance.
The door whistled open, causing a slight ruffle of wind in the room, followed by a fuming, and pale Harry Potter, who entered, obviously distracted by something very grave.
Harry's muttering stopped, as he looked up at his friends.
"Harry?" Hermione asked after a long pause in which no one spoke.
Harry, who had been staring absentmindedly at the floor, while he played with the sleeves of his robe, slowly looked up.
His face has become so pale it was translucent. It almost looked as if he was a ghost.
Hermione gasped, whiled Ron paled, but not to the extent of Harry's complex.
"Guys…" Harry began, whispering, his voice very hoarse and shaky.
He paused, before taking a deep breath, determined to tell them straight on.
"Remember last year?" He asked. Other than speaking, his friends merely nodded, as they, once again exchanged glances with each other.
"The Prophecy smashed, right?" Harry spoke, keeping his voice barely above a soft whisper.
"But, You see…" Harry paused. "Well, I'm sorry I never told you…" He trailed off.
"What is it?" Hermione asked, her voice also shaking.
Harry discarded the thought of telling them the Prophecy was still in existence. Instead, he slowly began to re-tell the Prophecy, in a hoarse whisper.
"The one with the Power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches, Born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies, and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power, the Dark Lord knows not, and either must die at the hands of the other, for neither can live while the other survives. The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies…" Harry spoke. It surprised him that he had memorized something so Dark, and so…he stopped thinking.
The image had begun to fade, as it ended with the horror-struck faces of his two friends. Harry shook his head as he slowly slipped into reality.
"Harry?" Maria asked, looking curiously at Harry.
"Sorry, I was just…lost in memory. What were you saying?" He asked.
"Well, it was nothing. I was just wondering if maybe we could try to contact one of your friends or something. Maybe they know about Remus' whereabouts." She muttered, blushing
Harry shrugged, and slowly got up, only to pivot as soon as he stood, to offer a hand to Maria.
"Thanks." She whispered, grasping it. Leaning heavily on hi shoulder once she was up.
"Are you sure your alright?" Harry asked.
"Honest to God." She whispered again, letting go of him, and walking in front of him, as if to prove her point.
"Okay." Harry said, as he rolled his eyes at her.
They walked slowly out of the room, and began heading downstairs.
Suddenly, they heard the flapping of a pair of wings, followed by the hoot of an owl. Harry whipped around, calling out Hedwig's name, as she landed on his outstretched arm.
In her beak, she held a small piece of Parchment, which looked very rushed, but it had a Hogwarts symbol, immediately confirming Harry's suspicion.
"Thanks Hedwig." He said, as he took the letter from her.
He unfolded it and began reading.
Dear Harry,
I hope this finds you soon enough. I have just received you letter, and I must say it has risen suspicion. Remus Lupin is, in fact, nowhere near the castle grounds. I had the Teachers search quickly and we could not find him. I do not know if you've assumed this, but if it is urgent this situation, Do not send me another letter, but rather Floo me. I'll aid as much as I can.
Headmaster Dumbledore.
Harry stared at the letter in disbelief.
"What?" Maria asked, her voice rising in obvious fear.
Harry stood silent, his eyes never leaving the parchment.
"What!" Maria asked, more urgently.
"I-…" Harry paused.
"I thought you said he was at the Shrieking Shack." He said matter-of-factly.
"What do you mean? He was." Maria said, suddenly defending herself, raising her hands as if he was pointing a gun at her.
"Dumbledore says he had a search arranged, and Remus wasn't found. I thought you said you could…YOU COULD FIND HIM!" Harry finished off, his voice rising, along with his anger.
"Harry…Harry, please. He was there. I know he was. He probably left before Dumbledore received the letter." Maria said, her voice suddenly mimicking a whimper.
She stepped over, and placed a hand on his shoulder, rubbing it in a soothing motion, and almost immediately, he relaxed. It was as if her touch was enchanted with healing powers.
"Why would he be there, I'm worried about him." Harry muttered.
"I can locate him again-."Maria began.
"No, I…" He stopped.
"Worried about who? And Locate who?" A voice spoke, from the foot of the stairs.
Harry heart leapt, as his head whipped around to see Remus standing at the foot of the stairs.
But his happiness quickly changed to anger, and he stormed down the stairs.
"Where the hell have you been!" He asked, surprising himself at how much he sounded like a male version of Mrs. Weasley, or in other words a loving Father. Which reminded him briefly that he didn't have one, but he let that thought flutter by, as his anger rose, causing his face to heat and became a brick red.
"Harry, What are you-." Remus began.
"Don't you dare give me THAT gibberish." Harry said, his voice rising in volume and pitch.
"What? Harry all I was trying to do was tell you where I went beca-." Remus began again.
"We know very well that you were at the Shrieking Shack." Harry said, his eyes narrowing.
That shut Remus up.
"Harry maybe you should calm-." Maria spoke, in a teeny squeak from behind him.
He rounded on her, giving her a dirty look, before facing Remus again.
"Listen Harry, I can explain. I wasn't feeling so good so-." At this point he raised his voice to overlap Harry's. "SO I WENT TO HOGWARTS THE SHRIEKING SHRACK WAY AND HAD MADAME POMFREY CHECK OVER ME!" Remus finished with a holler.
Harry lapsed into silence, his face etching into anger, than relief, followed by curiosity, and finally worry.
He opened his mouth several times, only to close it again and again, as he was at loss for words.
"I think we should all go have lunch and forget about this. I'll prepare the food, while you two can watch T.V. if you want." Maria said, breaking the silence, which had been so long, ringing had begun in Harry's ears.
Harry nodded silently, and walked to the Living Room, flicking on the Television, and sitting on the couch, the remote in his hand.
A/N: Everyone seems to be more focused on my new Ficcy Young and Helpless, but I'm still going to attempt at this one. This one is far more important to me, and at four chapters has 5 reviews, while my other, written in four days, at four chapters has 39 reviews. Is this story really that bad?
Hey, give me some constructive criticism if this is bad, I want to know what's wrong with this story.
Thanks to the people who did review.
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