Timeless Escapades

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Quote:

"Just because you have the emotional range the size of a teaspoon doesn't mean we all have!"

Hermione Granger

Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire

Timeless Escapades

Chapter 7

Harry was aloud to leave the hospital wing the next day, much to his relief. There seemed, so far, to be only one problem with this. James, Sirius, and Remus were now watching him like hawks. They hung around him all the time... he wasn't even to go to the loo alone! It was quickly becoming very annoying, and even though Harry had always wanted to know what it would be like to have his parents and guardians watching over him...

It was getting to be too much.

Another thing that seemed to be bothering him was that James was becoming very curious about his personal life. He always seemed to be asking him questions about Ron and Hermione, things at his old school... Harry had actually slipped up a few times, always recovering at the end. But he knew that it wouldn't be long before his father found out the truth.

"Oi! Harry, are you paying attention?"

Harry snapped his head up from the Transfiguration essay that he was supposed to be writing and watched as James and Sirius came over from the blackboard that they had been using.

"Sorry guys... but I really need to finish this before bed." Harry said, looking over his half finished homework.

Sirius bounded over to the table and looked at the parchment. He looked up at Harry as though he'd never seen anything quite like him before.

"Homework?" he asked incredulously. "Is homework more important that Quidditch?"

James had walked over the table and he wrinkled his brow as Harry stuttered a reply. "Well... I don't think that she would take very well to me saying, 'My dog ate it!'"

Sirius turned a bright shade of puce.

"Harry... do you know how to play quidditch?" James asked, effectively stopping Sirius from making a lame comeback. "We're short a player... and we could really use someone with some skill."

Harry leaned back against the arm chair. He hadn't played quidditch in a long time... "What spot's open?"

James grinned, "Seeker."

Harry bit his lip. Was it too much of a risk? But then again... Harry looked up at his father and godfather's pouting faces, Sirius effectively utilizing his gray eyes to look watery.

"Alright."

Sirius jumped up and let out a happy bark of laughter. James beamed at him, he jumped up and ran over to the notice board, took off one of the sheets named: Quidditch Try-Outs, and threw it into the rubbish bin.

"Excellent!" crowed Sirius, doing a funny little dance, making a bunch of fourth year girls giggle.

Remus chose that exact moment to climb through the portrate hole. He glanced over at Sirius and then James who was trying to rip up Harry's notes. Remus raised his eyebrows.

"What's going on?"

James practically skipped over to Remus and enveloped him in a joyus hug. "It's so excellent, Remmey! Harry's gonna play Seeker for us!"

Remus shot Harry a happy smile and then moved forward to the staircase... telling Sirius to,

shut his bloody trap.' He disappeared into the boy's dormitories.

Harry sank a bit further into the sofa and starred at the dying flames of the fire... his stomach was doing flip flops. He was really starting to miss Ron and Hermione... and the rest of his friends. The Marauders were great, but they weren't really friends.

That was another thing that Harry had realized, even though the Marauders called him their friend... they didn't seem to trust him. They wouldn't tell him much of anything.

"Good evening, Harry."

Harry swung around and noticed the Common Room was empty... everyone had gone up to bed. And there on the opposite side of the table was Albus Dumbledore, sitting on the stone grate.

Harry sat up a little straighter in his chair, and watched as the Headmaster got up and sat down beside Harry on the arm of his chair.

"Friends are all around you... no matter how harsh they seem to be."

Harry looked up at Dumbledore, who looked back with a twinkle in his bright blue eyes. "Everything will turn out alright in the end, Harry."

Harry wished he was right, the Slytherin vs. Gryffindor match was tomorrow.. .

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