A/N- Hi! Long time no see, sort of. This chapter has taken me such a long
time. It is an important chapter and I wanted to find the best way to do
it. It is really long and took me such a long time. It is 10 pages and that
is long for me. I know some of you may think the plot is not staying strong
or something but you have to realize that there are breaks. Things will get
strong again. This story still has a ways to go. I saw the new French
trailer. It is so good. I am so excited! Only 28 more days! I can't
wait!!!!!! I just hope I can get through the last month and a half of
school. That sounds like a long time.....blah! Anyway, I hope you like this
chapter and I hope it isn't a let down or anything. Good job to all of you
who figured out in one way or another. Anyway, you see. Thanks to
happigolucki. Oh guess what! I just remembered something! In the movies
mean girls, the girl is named Cady Heron! THAT IS MY NAME!!!!! The spelling
is different but still that is my name!!! Anyway...here is the next chapter.
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25 years
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It was the second week of May and Harry got a request to go to Dumbledore's office after dinner. Harry got through potions and then DADA. Sirius hadn't revealed himself as Orion yet but he didn't know if he ever wanted to. If he did he would have to plan out how he would go about doing so because the parents would be shocked not to mention the students. Most would probably say the school was careless and unsafe. In the mean time Sirius was himself outside the classroom and Orion in the classroom. Harry's other classes were going okay but Harry liked spending time with Ron and Hermione. He would also be with the boys of his common room and occasionally Ginny. During dinner he ate like always but caught Dumbledore's twinkling eyes a few times. When he had finished, Harry looked up at Dumbledore and he saw the headmaster nod in recognition. Harry left the great hall and made his way to his office. When Harry got there the door he was about to wait for the headmaster to come back from dinner but he heard a voice say, "Come in."
Harry heard another voice but when he opened the door he was shocked. There was a woman sitting next to his headmaster. The lady smiled and so did Dumbledore.
"Hello Harry," Dumbledore said quietly. "This is Faten Twinisnoe."
The lady smiled and so did the old man. They were both beaming with small tears in the corner of their eyes. The amulet was glowing on his neck and Harry realized what exactly was occurring.
"Should I come back later Professor?" Harry asked.
"I see that you have figured it out then. Do you know how long she will last?"
Dumbledore was talking about Faten. She was dead and because of the amulet, Dumbledore was talking to her.
"A couple of hours," Harry said.
"So, you are the Harry Potter....I've heard a lot about you," Faten smiled.
"You have? From who?"
Faten let out a chuckle. "Well, from your parents and Albus of course."
"You talked to my parents?"
"Of course dear. They are wonderful and they care about you an awful lot. Albus does too."
Harry blushed. He didn't know what to say and soon after ten minutes of small talk Harry dismissed himself and was told he could come back later. After a quick visit with Hermione and Ron to Hagrid's, Dumbledore sent an owl to him saying he should come back. Harry sat down in his usual seat across from the headmaster and waited. Dumbledore did not look like he was doing too well. Harry knew it was probably because Faten was gone.
"That was my good friend Harry. She was the one who gave me the amulet. Thank you for giving us some time alone." Harry nodded. "I wanted to let you know that there will be an important order meeting in two weeks."
"Okay," Harry said.
"I also wanted to know what you have done with the amulet so far."
"I have talked to my parents," Harry said.
"How did it go?"
Harry nodded. "Good. I didn't use it for anything else because you have it."
"I see."
"Professor, is that a time turner?" Harry asked. He was pointing to the one spilling out of the blue folder on the desk. "I was wondering if I could get a hold of one for a little while. Hermione had one in our third year and I just wanted one so I could prepare more."
Dumbledore's expression didn't change. "I don't think that is such a good idea Harry," he said calmly.
"Why not? You know there is so much for me to do."
"Harry... I don't think giving one to someone with...such a past is a good idea," Dumbledore repeated.
"What do you mean?" Harry asked even though he was starting to understand.
"Well, Hermione was allowed to borrow one because she wanted to take extra classes and because she had no one who had past away that she dearly loved."
"You think I will go back in time and save my parents?" Dumbledore's face answered Harry's question enough. "I won't if I say I won't. Why can't you just trust me?"
"Harry, I want to trust you but for this particular thing I just cannot do that. You will not be able to stop yourself from trying to save them. Your need for being the hero is too great. It is in your blood and if you tried to resist the urge to go back and do something you will be in a mass amount of pain. Even if you do go back and save them the consequences will be worse than the present outcome."
"I can't-"
"I am sorry Harry-"
"That wasn't even what I wanted it for!"
Silence
"Is there anything else we need to discuss headmaster?" Harry asked emphasizing the word headmaster.
"No Harry," Dumbledore said, "You can go."
Harry left to go find Ron and Hermione.
"Harry, what's wrong?"
"Just Dumbledore problems," Harry said.
"Harry, should you really be getting into fights with Dumbledore like this?"
"Hermione, just lay off." The next day in divinations when Stratus was explaining how rare true seers were Harry found it hard to pay attention. He was staring at the time turner on his desk.
"Mr. Potter...Mr. Potter!" The teacher called a second time getting Harry's attention. "5 points from Gryffindor. Pay attention!"
"Sorry, Harry mumbled. Minutes later Harry was again thinking about the time turner. Why would he have a time turner? At the end of class just as Harry was about to leave the door Stratus called him back.
"Harry, stay for a moment please."
Harry sighed and did what was asked of him after letting his friends know he would see them in Transfigurations as soon as he could. After everyone left, Harry approached the desk where the professor was sitting.
"Harry, what's wrong today? You weren't paying attention at all in class. Are you okay?"
"Er...yeah." Just as Harry said that something caught his eye. It was a newspaper article. It was the same one that Harry had seen before. It was the one about Prince William Sutarts.
"Harry?"
Harry didn't realize his name was being called until it was called a second time even louder.
"Yeah, sorry," Harry said guiltily. "I didn't get very much sleep last night Professor. Um...why do you have a time tuner?"
The professor was shocked to say the least.
"Why?"
"I just know it is hard to get one if you don't have a good reason."
"Oh well-"
"Professor, can I see that article?" Harry asked.
The professor nodded and it was indeed the one he thought. Everything was suddenly coming all together. The time turner, the article, him knowing so much, and supposedly being a seer....
"Professor..."
"Harry, you can go now," Stratus said quickly. "I'll see you in class tomorrow."
Harry had no choice but to leave as the professor grabbed the time tuner and went out through another door. Harry immediately went to the library having forgotten all about his classes that he still hadn't been to. Professor McGonagall would not be happy about that. Harry quickly found the article and he stared at it for the longest time. According to it, the prince was born recently. That would mean Stratus was from the future. The prince's name was William Sutarts. . Nicknames for William were...Will, Willie, Bill-Bill! Harry remembered seeing the painting signed Byllin Stratus. That was just a misspelled version of it. And Stratus was Sutarts when backwards... So, Byllin Stratus was really Prince William Sutarts. That is why he could relate to Harry's undeserved fame. He was a prince just because that is how he was born therefore he was a celebrity. But why would he come to this time and why would he be hiding? He created a different person and name but he really wasn't from this time period. Why?
Harry was brought out of his trance by the sudden yell of his head of house looking quite peeved. ""Mr. Potter! What in Merlin's name do you think you are doing when my class just let out five minutes ago? What gives you the right to skip class?"
Harry didn't even realize he had been up in the library for that much time. "Professor I-"
"Detention tonight with Professor Stratus at eight!" Professor McGonagall stormed out leaving Harry all alone to wonder what was going to happen in detention that night. He didn't know what he was going to say. He wanted to know why he was here and why he was pretending to be a seer. He had said that they would be working together. Why would he say that?
"Harry, there you are," someone said approaching him. "Are you coming to lunch?" It was Ron.
"Yeah I'm coming," Harry said and walked to the great hall with his friend.
Detention came before Harry was ready. He didn't know what to say yet.
"Mr. Potter, for you detention I want you to sort these paper in piles according to topic."
"Yes sir."
Stratus knew the boy had figured it out but now what to do? Harry got busy. There were so many papers but it wasn't that hard and after an hour he had finished.
"I'm done sir," harry said.
"Good job harry. I was thinking about having some tea. Would you like some?"
"Sure," he said and followed the man into his private quarters.
"Cream and sugar?"
"No thanks."
They both sat down and quietly sipped their tea. Harry wondered who was going to say the first thing.
Harry spoke. "Sir, why are you here?"
"Excuse me?"
"Why are you here and...not in Ireland in the future?"
Stratus was silent.
"Congratulations Harry. You are the first person to figure it out."
Harry sat there shocked. "So you are Prince William Sutarts of Ireland?"
Slowly his professor nodded.
"How far into the future?"
"25 years."
"How come you are here?"
"You sure ask a lot of questions don't you?"
"Well, you don't have to answer them sir. I was just wonder-"
"It is alright Harry. You should know. I was going to tell you after school was over for the year anyway."
"You were?" harry asked shocked.
"Yes. I need your help."
"Okay...why me?"
"I can't exactly explain that right now and I can't tell you anything about the future so please don't ask."
"Um...okay. Why are you here?"
"I was framed for murder. I didn't do it of course but everybody thought I did because a...so called "friend" made it look like I did. I was sent to prison for life."
"Who framed you?"
"Bellatrix Lestrange."
"She...Her...S..." Harry didn't know what to say. He was so tempted to ask things he knew would not be answered.
"Who knows?" Harry asked.
"Only you and Dumbledore."
"So, I can't know anything else?"
Stratus shook his head.
"Are you not really a seer?"
"Not exactly," Stratus answered. "I know the things I know. I knew what to draw in my paintings."
"You told the class you could read emotions?"
"I can most of the time unless the person blocks me."
"Do you read my emotions?"
"I have once or twice but usually I can't. You keep them shielded and blocked off most of the time."
"I do? But, I don' realize-"
"You do it subconsciously. You taught yourself how to without realizing it. It probably helps that you are highly skilled in Occlumency."
"Um...how do you know all this? That I know Occlumency and all."
"I know because it is a fact. It is hard for me to read anyone who is like you and skilled in Occlumency."
"And who else is like me?"
"Severus for one, I mean Professor Snape, and Dumbledore."
"So you can't read my emotions when I have them shielded? How did you those two times before?"
"When a person is scared or something really important happens the mind can forget to block and do things they normally don't do."
"When did you read my emotions?" Harry asked. He had a feeling all of his questions were getting annoying. He hoped not. Stratus poured some more tea for them both and then he spoke.
"When I first whispered to you that I knew you were a werewolf. You were shocked."
"How did you know I was a werewolf anyway?"
"I can't tell you that but it does have to do with the future."
"So...what now?"
"Well, we can't really do anything until school is out. I am fine here for now. I can't even imagine going back now but I know I will one day have to. We will take care of everything after school is out, like I said. I have a feeling you will not be going back to the Dursley's this summer."
"How did you - nevermind," Harry said stopping suddenly. Their conversations soon ended and harry left knowing what the man's secret was now. Everything made so much sense but it didn't make it any less shocking. He would have to wait for something to happen. Stratus was really royalty, the prince of Ireland. He wasn't a seer and he was recently born but he came here from the future. Harry would have to help him but he didn't know much. It had to do with Bellatrix. That meant...Harry hadn't already killed her in the future. Maybe that meant that Voldemort never died either. Could that be true? The future was so confusing and thoughts on it were making his head hurt. Harry wished he knew more so he could bake it easier.
The next couple of weeks, Harry was determined to get stronger and smarter. He wasn't getting enough sleep and he was studying half the night and practicing defense the other half. Harry truly was working himself to hard and people were starting to notice. By mid May, Sirius felt he had to say something.
"Harry, why don't you take a break?" Sirius asked coming into the common room in hi Orion form. No one else was there. Everyone was at dinner. Harry was studying profusely about defense against the dark arts. People were beginning to think maybe he should have been placed in Ravenclaw. The reason he was studying and working himself so hard was because he wanted to be prepared for the war that was arriving sooner and sooner everyday. Harry was sticky, sweaty and tired because he just finished practicing defense in the room of requirement. He wasn't ready to stop yet. Some people would say he was becoming obsessed. "I am okay Orion. I am almost finished with this chapter."
Sirius quietly walked over to him and peered at the page number. Harry was reading a chapter about blocking shields.
"Harry, there is more than forty pages left! When did you last eat something?" Sirius asked.
"I don't know. Sirius, I'm fine!" Harry said trying to wave his godfather away so he could get back to his reading.
"Come with me Harry. We need to talk."
"Please, can it wait? I really want to finish this." Sirius was getting annoyed. He closed the book with his wand and put a locking charm on it. "Orion!" Harry said suddenly standing up in rage.
"Minus five points Harry," Sirius said angrily. "I need to talk to you. Please come with me," he said sternly. Harry grudgingly followed his godfather into his quarters and sat across from him looking angry and slightly confused.
"Why am I here Orion?" Harry asked as Sirius turned into his original self.
"Harry...over the last, I don't know, a little less then a month I guess, you have been too hard on yourself."
"What are you talking about Sirius? I have not been too hard on myself," Harry insisted. Then Remus walked by.
"Remus, I need your help," Sirius said and stood up and led his friend off to the corner where Harry couldn't hear." Moony, I am trying to talk to Harry. You have seen him lately. Will you help me?"
"Sirius, I agree but I think this is a godfather thing that you should do yourself."
Sirius rolled his eyes but nodded. "Any advice?"
"Just let him know where you are coming from. You love him and you care about him."
"Thanks Moony," he said and sat down again across from the fuming Harry.
"Harry, why are you so upset?"
Harry thought for a second. Why was he upset? His scrunched up expression soon relaxed and he looked into Sirius' eyes. "I don't really know," he said.
"Harry, I am worried about you."
"Don't be. I am fine."
"You are not fine. You have been working yourself to fainting point almost everyday. Ron and Hermione have told me you fall asleep studying in the middle of the night and last week Remus said he found you past out in the courtyard."
Harry realized what his godfather was saying was very true.
"Sirius I- you are right but I need to work hard. You don't understand. I have to be prepared for Voldemort."
"Harry, I understand. I understand more thank you think. You do have to be prepared but not like this. You can't be hurting yourself. You still need to care about school and you need to have fun. Be with your friends and stay healthy. What you are doing to yourself is not good. Harry, I love you and I care about you." Harry didn't know what to say.
"Um...I'll try not to work myself too hard."
"Try?"
"Okay, I won't but I still need to prepare myself."
"I know. The order can help you there or if you want, I can."
"You will?"
"Of course Harry."
A/N- That's it. Sorry if it wasn't much of a surprise. I hope you liked it. Please review!! No time for review responses...last friends is coming on! I do read and appreciate them. Any questions, feel free to ask.
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25 years
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It was the second week of May and Harry got a request to go to Dumbledore's office after dinner. Harry got through potions and then DADA. Sirius hadn't revealed himself as Orion yet but he didn't know if he ever wanted to. If he did he would have to plan out how he would go about doing so because the parents would be shocked not to mention the students. Most would probably say the school was careless and unsafe. In the mean time Sirius was himself outside the classroom and Orion in the classroom. Harry's other classes were going okay but Harry liked spending time with Ron and Hermione. He would also be with the boys of his common room and occasionally Ginny. During dinner he ate like always but caught Dumbledore's twinkling eyes a few times. When he had finished, Harry looked up at Dumbledore and he saw the headmaster nod in recognition. Harry left the great hall and made his way to his office. When Harry got there the door he was about to wait for the headmaster to come back from dinner but he heard a voice say, "Come in."
Harry heard another voice but when he opened the door he was shocked. There was a woman sitting next to his headmaster. The lady smiled and so did Dumbledore.
"Hello Harry," Dumbledore said quietly. "This is Faten Twinisnoe."
The lady smiled and so did the old man. They were both beaming with small tears in the corner of their eyes. The amulet was glowing on his neck and Harry realized what exactly was occurring.
"Should I come back later Professor?" Harry asked.
"I see that you have figured it out then. Do you know how long she will last?"
Dumbledore was talking about Faten. She was dead and because of the amulet, Dumbledore was talking to her.
"A couple of hours," Harry said.
"So, you are the Harry Potter....I've heard a lot about you," Faten smiled.
"You have? From who?"
Faten let out a chuckle. "Well, from your parents and Albus of course."
"You talked to my parents?"
"Of course dear. They are wonderful and they care about you an awful lot. Albus does too."
Harry blushed. He didn't know what to say and soon after ten minutes of small talk Harry dismissed himself and was told he could come back later. After a quick visit with Hermione and Ron to Hagrid's, Dumbledore sent an owl to him saying he should come back. Harry sat down in his usual seat across from the headmaster and waited. Dumbledore did not look like he was doing too well. Harry knew it was probably because Faten was gone.
"That was my good friend Harry. She was the one who gave me the amulet. Thank you for giving us some time alone." Harry nodded. "I wanted to let you know that there will be an important order meeting in two weeks."
"Okay," Harry said.
"I also wanted to know what you have done with the amulet so far."
"I have talked to my parents," Harry said.
"How did it go?"
Harry nodded. "Good. I didn't use it for anything else because you have it."
"I see."
"Professor, is that a time turner?" Harry asked. He was pointing to the one spilling out of the blue folder on the desk. "I was wondering if I could get a hold of one for a little while. Hermione had one in our third year and I just wanted one so I could prepare more."
Dumbledore's expression didn't change. "I don't think that is such a good idea Harry," he said calmly.
"Why not? You know there is so much for me to do."
"Harry... I don't think giving one to someone with...such a past is a good idea," Dumbledore repeated.
"What do you mean?" Harry asked even though he was starting to understand.
"Well, Hermione was allowed to borrow one because she wanted to take extra classes and because she had no one who had past away that she dearly loved."
"You think I will go back in time and save my parents?" Dumbledore's face answered Harry's question enough. "I won't if I say I won't. Why can't you just trust me?"
"Harry, I want to trust you but for this particular thing I just cannot do that. You will not be able to stop yourself from trying to save them. Your need for being the hero is too great. It is in your blood and if you tried to resist the urge to go back and do something you will be in a mass amount of pain. Even if you do go back and save them the consequences will be worse than the present outcome."
"I can't-"
"I am sorry Harry-"
"That wasn't even what I wanted it for!"
Silence
"Is there anything else we need to discuss headmaster?" Harry asked emphasizing the word headmaster.
"No Harry," Dumbledore said, "You can go."
Harry left to go find Ron and Hermione.
"Harry, what's wrong?"
"Just Dumbledore problems," Harry said.
"Harry, should you really be getting into fights with Dumbledore like this?"
"Hermione, just lay off." The next day in divinations when Stratus was explaining how rare true seers were Harry found it hard to pay attention. He was staring at the time turner on his desk.
"Mr. Potter...Mr. Potter!" The teacher called a second time getting Harry's attention. "5 points from Gryffindor. Pay attention!"
"Sorry, Harry mumbled. Minutes later Harry was again thinking about the time turner. Why would he have a time turner? At the end of class just as Harry was about to leave the door Stratus called him back.
"Harry, stay for a moment please."
Harry sighed and did what was asked of him after letting his friends know he would see them in Transfigurations as soon as he could. After everyone left, Harry approached the desk where the professor was sitting.
"Harry, what's wrong today? You weren't paying attention at all in class. Are you okay?"
"Er...yeah." Just as Harry said that something caught his eye. It was a newspaper article. It was the same one that Harry had seen before. It was the one about Prince William Sutarts.
"Harry?"
Harry didn't realize his name was being called until it was called a second time even louder.
"Yeah, sorry," Harry said guiltily. "I didn't get very much sleep last night Professor. Um...why do you have a time tuner?"
The professor was shocked to say the least.
"Why?"
"I just know it is hard to get one if you don't have a good reason."
"Oh well-"
"Professor, can I see that article?" Harry asked.
The professor nodded and it was indeed the one he thought. Everything was suddenly coming all together. The time turner, the article, him knowing so much, and supposedly being a seer....
"Professor..."
"Harry, you can go now," Stratus said quickly. "I'll see you in class tomorrow."
Harry had no choice but to leave as the professor grabbed the time tuner and went out through another door. Harry immediately went to the library having forgotten all about his classes that he still hadn't been to. Professor McGonagall would not be happy about that. Harry quickly found the article and he stared at it for the longest time. According to it, the prince was born recently. That would mean Stratus was from the future. The prince's name was William Sutarts. . Nicknames for William were...Will, Willie, Bill-Bill! Harry remembered seeing the painting signed Byllin Stratus. That was just a misspelled version of it. And Stratus was Sutarts when backwards... So, Byllin Stratus was really Prince William Sutarts. That is why he could relate to Harry's undeserved fame. He was a prince just because that is how he was born therefore he was a celebrity. But why would he come to this time and why would he be hiding? He created a different person and name but he really wasn't from this time period. Why?
Harry was brought out of his trance by the sudden yell of his head of house looking quite peeved. ""Mr. Potter! What in Merlin's name do you think you are doing when my class just let out five minutes ago? What gives you the right to skip class?"
Harry didn't even realize he had been up in the library for that much time. "Professor I-"
"Detention tonight with Professor Stratus at eight!" Professor McGonagall stormed out leaving Harry all alone to wonder what was going to happen in detention that night. He didn't know what he was going to say. He wanted to know why he was here and why he was pretending to be a seer. He had said that they would be working together. Why would he say that?
"Harry, there you are," someone said approaching him. "Are you coming to lunch?" It was Ron.
"Yeah I'm coming," Harry said and walked to the great hall with his friend.
Detention came before Harry was ready. He didn't know what to say yet.
"Mr. Potter, for you detention I want you to sort these paper in piles according to topic."
"Yes sir."
Stratus knew the boy had figured it out but now what to do? Harry got busy. There were so many papers but it wasn't that hard and after an hour he had finished.
"I'm done sir," harry said.
"Good job harry. I was thinking about having some tea. Would you like some?"
"Sure," he said and followed the man into his private quarters.
"Cream and sugar?"
"No thanks."
They both sat down and quietly sipped their tea. Harry wondered who was going to say the first thing.
Harry spoke. "Sir, why are you here?"
"Excuse me?"
"Why are you here and...not in Ireland in the future?"
Stratus was silent.
"Congratulations Harry. You are the first person to figure it out."
Harry sat there shocked. "So you are Prince William Sutarts of Ireland?"
Slowly his professor nodded.
"How far into the future?"
"25 years."
"How come you are here?"
"You sure ask a lot of questions don't you?"
"Well, you don't have to answer them sir. I was just wonder-"
"It is alright Harry. You should know. I was going to tell you after school was over for the year anyway."
"You were?" harry asked shocked.
"Yes. I need your help."
"Okay...why me?"
"I can't exactly explain that right now and I can't tell you anything about the future so please don't ask."
"Um...okay. Why are you here?"
"I was framed for murder. I didn't do it of course but everybody thought I did because a...so called "friend" made it look like I did. I was sent to prison for life."
"Who framed you?"
"Bellatrix Lestrange."
"She...Her...S..." Harry didn't know what to say. He was so tempted to ask things he knew would not be answered.
"Who knows?" Harry asked.
"Only you and Dumbledore."
"So, I can't know anything else?"
Stratus shook his head.
"Are you not really a seer?"
"Not exactly," Stratus answered. "I know the things I know. I knew what to draw in my paintings."
"You told the class you could read emotions?"
"I can most of the time unless the person blocks me."
"Do you read my emotions?"
"I have once or twice but usually I can't. You keep them shielded and blocked off most of the time."
"I do? But, I don' realize-"
"You do it subconsciously. You taught yourself how to without realizing it. It probably helps that you are highly skilled in Occlumency."
"Um...how do you know all this? That I know Occlumency and all."
"I know because it is a fact. It is hard for me to read anyone who is like you and skilled in Occlumency."
"And who else is like me?"
"Severus for one, I mean Professor Snape, and Dumbledore."
"So you can't read my emotions when I have them shielded? How did you those two times before?"
"When a person is scared or something really important happens the mind can forget to block and do things they normally don't do."
"When did you read my emotions?" Harry asked. He had a feeling all of his questions were getting annoying. He hoped not. Stratus poured some more tea for them both and then he spoke.
"When I first whispered to you that I knew you were a werewolf. You were shocked."
"How did you know I was a werewolf anyway?"
"I can't tell you that but it does have to do with the future."
"So...what now?"
"Well, we can't really do anything until school is out. I am fine here for now. I can't even imagine going back now but I know I will one day have to. We will take care of everything after school is out, like I said. I have a feeling you will not be going back to the Dursley's this summer."
"How did you - nevermind," Harry said stopping suddenly. Their conversations soon ended and harry left knowing what the man's secret was now. Everything made so much sense but it didn't make it any less shocking. He would have to wait for something to happen. Stratus was really royalty, the prince of Ireland. He wasn't a seer and he was recently born but he came here from the future. Harry would have to help him but he didn't know much. It had to do with Bellatrix. That meant...Harry hadn't already killed her in the future. Maybe that meant that Voldemort never died either. Could that be true? The future was so confusing and thoughts on it were making his head hurt. Harry wished he knew more so he could bake it easier.
The next couple of weeks, Harry was determined to get stronger and smarter. He wasn't getting enough sleep and he was studying half the night and practicing defense the other half. Harry truly was working himself to hard and people were starting to notice. By mid May, Sirius felt he had to say something.
"Harry, why don't you take a break?" Sirius asked coming into the common room in hi Orion form. No one else was there. Everyone was at dinner. Harry was studying profusely about defense against the dark arts. People were beginning to think maybe he should have been placed in Ravenclaw. The reason he was studying and working himself so hard was because he wanted to be prepared for the war that was arriving sooner and sooner everyday. Harry was sticky, sweaty and tired because he just finished practicing defense in the room of requirement. He wasn't ready to stop yet. Some people would say he was becoming obsessed. "I am okay Orion. I am almost finished with this chapter."
Sirius quietly walked over to him and peered at the page number. Harry was reading a chapter about blocking shields.
"Harry, there is more than forty pages left! When did you last eat something?" Sirius asked.
"I don't know. Sirius, I'm fine!" Harry said trying to wave his godfather away so he could get back to his reading.
"Come with me Harry. We need to talk."
"Please, can it wait? I really want to finish this." Sirius was getting annoyed. He closed the book with his wand and put a locking charm on it. "Orion!" Harry said suddenly standing up in rage.
"Minus five points Harry," Sirius said angrily. "I need to talk to you. Please come with me," he said sternly. Harry grudgingly followed his godfather into his quarters and sat across from him looking angry and slightly confused.
"Why am I here Orion?" Harry asked as Sirius turned into his original self.
"Harry...over the last, I don't know, a little less then a month I guess, you have been too hard on yourself."
"What are you talking about Sirius? I have not been too hard on myself," Harry insisted. Then Remus walked by.
"Remus, I need your help," Sirius said and stood up and led his friend off to the corner where Harry couldn't hear." Moony, I am trying to talk to Harry. You have seen him lately. Will you help me?"
"Sirius, I agree but I think this is a godfather thing that you should do yourself."
Sirius rolled his eyes but nodded. "Any advice?"
"Just let him know where you are coming from. You love him and you care about him."
"Thanks Moony," he said and sat down again across from the fuming Harry.
"Harry, why are you so upset?"
Harry thought for a second. Why was he upset? His scrunched up expression soon relaxed and he looked into Sirius' eyes. "I don't really know," he said.
"Harry, I am worried about you."
"Don't be. I am fine."
"You are not fine. You have been working yourself to fainting point almost everyday. Ron and Hermione have told me you fall asleep studying in the middle of the night and last week Remus said he found you past out in the courtyard."
Harry realized what his godfather was saying was very true.
"Sirius I- you are right but I need to work hard. You don't understand. I have to be prepared for Voldemort."
"Harry, I understand. I understand more thank you think. You do have to be prepared but not like this. You can't be hurting yourself. You still need to care about school and you need to have fun. Be with your friends and stay healthy. What you are doing to yourself is not good. Harry, I love you and I care about you." Harry didn't know what to say.
"Um...I'll try not to work myself too hard."
"Try?"
"Okay, I won't but I still need to prepare myself."
"I know. The order can help you there or if you want, I can."
"You will?"
"Of course Harry."
A/N- That's it. Sorry if it wasn't much of a surprise. I hope you liked it. Please review!! No time for review responses...last friends is coming on! I do read and appreciate them. Any questions, feel free to ask.