Harry quickly flew back outside, around into a deserted Alleyway, and
changed back into himself.
He slipped back into the Three Broomsticks with a smug look on his face as he sat down at a desk. It was quickly replaced, however, when he couldn't see the Marauders anywhere.
Not one table held anyone who even resembled the young boys . not one!
Harry's worry was replaced with relief as the three boys bounded out of a back room, accompanied by Madame Rosemerta, as they went back to their table. Harry was sitting quite close and could hear snatches of the conversation.
" . Snape . think he is a Death Eater ."
" . Don't say that. bad omens . death."
"Professor Harry . did he know . ? Doesn't know we're here."
Harry smirked again. It was becoming quite a habit. one he would have to lose when he returned to his own time.
Putting a scarred and pale hand into his pocket, Harry drew out a black eye patch, Dumbledore had suggested it before Harry had left, and had conjured one up for him.
He heard some drunken person sneering behind him.
"What's an Aururororor doooing here?"
Harry turned around. No one had seen him slip in, so it attracted the attention of Madame Rosemerta who looked deeply embarrassed that she hadn't served him. It also drew the Marauders attention but they just figured it was another Auror. Then again, how many Auror's went around with hoods over their faces? Not many, Harry would bet!
"I happen to be making sure no 'evils' are being done here, in Hogsmeade." Harry said, it did sound a little corny, disguising his voice to that of an old man, just to take the suspicion off the Marauders, even if they hadn't had any, it was better safe than sorry. Anyway, they deserved to have a good time; it wouldn't last long once they were out of school, which was why Harry was willing to wait around until they went back to the caste.
"Aw yeah?" The guy challenged.
"Yes, actually." Harry said, again disguising his voice. "Now, can you please leave me be?" Harry asked. He noticed the Marauders slip out and cursed his luck. "Please?" He added when the man made no move to get out of the way.
Harry walked around him.
~*~
"I wonder why there are Auror's around here. I mean, You-Know-Who activity is mainly in London I heard." Sirius said.
"Well, maybe he was just on patrol, just making sure everything was OK, sitting down to a butterbeer, and then ready to be off." Remus suggested trailing off.
"I don't know. I mean ... he seemed too old." James said. "Then again," he reasoned, more to himself than anyone else, "my grandfather is an Auror, and that guy can't have been any older than him." They didn't notice the blue-cloaked figure that was following.
"Where to now?" Sirius asked, a happy smile on his face.
"Well, I guess we could go to Honeydukes, then Zonko's. It's late night shopping after all." James quipped in, the same grin covering his face.
"Alrighty then!" Remus said, saluting the air in front of him, "let's be off!" Remus could have sworn he heard a small chuckle, his werewolf ears picking up even the smallest sounds. well. that wasn't entirely true.
"OK then. Maybe later on we'll be able to leave Peter behind, he gets really annoying over the full moon, you never know, we could just bribe him with sweets." Sirius trailed off suggestively.
"You are so mean to Peter!" James said, though he was laughing.
~*~
Of course. the full moon. how could he have forgotten? Harry mentally chided himself for not speaking with Dumbledore before about that particular time of the month. It was, after all, only two days away. Harry made a mental note to also talk to Remus about his Lycropanthy.
Harry, panic stricken, looked around. The Marauders were gone! He heard a burst of laughter and relaxed. They had just turned a corner to Honeydukes.
He sped up a bit and turned the corner, just in time to see the three walk into the aforementioned shop.
Harry followed silently.
~*~
"What about this?" James asked, picking up some new sweet. "Acid Pops?"
"Hmmm. Maybe we can get ole wormy to eat it?" Sirius suggested innocently. "I sure wouldn't mind the look on his face." He added, grinning.
"Now, Padfoot, enough of that." Remus smirked. "But I see your point."
James rolled his eyes. What was it they had against Peter anyway? Oh well. can't have been anything too important. It was probably just because he was fat and stupid. James chided himself for the thought. (I say good on him!)
Half an hour later, the three Marauders made their way out of the shop, seriously weighed down.
"I don't think Zonko's will be open anymore." Remus said looking at his watch.
"Damnation! Damnation! Damnation!" Sirius cursed, before smiling again. "Oh well, it will give us a reason to sneak out same time next week. If Moony's in the mood ofcourse." He added hastily, seeing Remus wary look. James rolled his eyes, again.
"Let's just go the Shrieking Shack way." James said. He, Remus, Sirius, and unbeknownst to them, Harry, went to the shrieking shack together.
Remus muttered something and the door opened. Sirius could never catch what the password was. And neither could James.
The three walked in, followed silently by Harry who had turned himself into a fly once more.
~*~
Might as well give them a little scare. Harry chuckled, it sounded rather odd though, coming out like a fly would laugh. (I have no idea what that is, though.)
~*~
"Come on, hurry up." James urged, they were almost at the entrance, though they couldn't see it just yet, and he had the feeling they were being watched. He was quite surprised, though not as surprised as the other two, when a figure formed in front of them. It was the Auror.
"What would you three be doing out here?" He asked in a scarily familiar voice. It was a different person. it was Harry.
"We-we-we're." Remus stuttered. Harry seemed to be smiling underneath his hood, while James and Sirius looked shocked. Apparently Harry new about this. but what would he be doing out.
"What are you doing out here?" Sirius ventured bravely, speaking James' thoughts.
"I'm a teacher, I can do what I want. And I happen to know that you've been in Hogsmeade for quite a while." Harry said.
"But I thought you said you weren't a Professor." Sirius didn't know when to shut up, which seemed to amuse Harry to no ends.
"No. I'm not a Professor." Harry agreed. "But I am your teacher."
"Huh?" Sirius asked rather unintelligently.
"Just get back to the school quickly before someone decides to put you six feet under." Harry said seriously. The three started to hurry towards the entrance when Harry called after them- "Oh and Remus! Come and see me tomorrow, after your last class!"
The crawled out of the tunnel and Remus looked to the other curiously. "Wonder what he wants to see me for. you don't think he knows about my problem, do you?" He asked nervously.
~*~
Harry sat in the Headmasters office, fidgeting. It was breakfast in the Great Hall, but Harry decided to get there early, he had the first class free, so hew as hoping to talk to Dumbledore. with no interruptions.
Five minutes later a knock startled Harry out of his thoughts of what to say.
"Harry!? What are you doing here?" The Headmaster asked, thoroughly surprised.
"Well." Harry started slowly. "There something I have to tell you." He cut himself off as the Headmaster raised his eyebrows.
"It isn't about the future, is it?" He asked uncertainly.
"Well. I am the future, but it isn't anything that can change the future. Besides, you realize I'll be doing a memory charm before I leave." Dumbledore nodded, affirmative. "Well. I have quite a problem, something that comes to pass, once a month." Dumbledore nodded again, a little confused.
"You're a girl in disguise?" He asked.
Harry laughed nervously. "No. I'm a werewolf." ~*~
Remus fidgeted nervously as he made his way to the Defense classroom. He hadn't seen the Professor all day. Not even at breakfast! But Sirius' younger sister had had him second period. so he seemed to be fine.
He knocked hesitantly and the door opened straight away, to a nervously fidgeting Harry. The cloaked man beckoned Remus to enter the room, which he reluctantly did, and shut the door behind him.
"Hello Remus. How are you?" Harry asked. "Hope you're well?"
"I'm fine Professor." Remus said, looking at Harry's cloak suspiciously.
"Good. Umm. Cup of tea?"
"No thank you."
"Alright then."
Silence.
"What did you want to talk to me about?" Remus asked.
"Well. I wanted to know if you wanted to talk about. tomorrow."
Remus tensed. So he did know then? Dumbledore wouldn't have told him would he? He was only sixteen! Jeeze! It would be around the school by dinner. He knew how sixteen year olds could spill secrets. even if they didn't mean to.
"Don't look so afraid." Harry said, sighing.
"Wh-who told you?" Remus stuttered.
"No one." Harry trailed off. He changed the subject back to Remus. "Do you have any company to go with you?"
"No." Remus said, perhaps too quickly.
"You can tell me your secrets you know."
~*~
Harry knew Remus was lying, how couldn't he? Especially after Remus himself had told Harry.
"I don't have any secrets-."
"Apart from being a werewolf you mean?" Harry asked bluntly.
"Well. yes." Remus nodded. Harry looked at him disbelieving. Why wouldn't he just say something, after all, if another werewolf just happened to be in the Shrieking Shack without any permission, Remus would no doubt attack. Harry would, he wouldn't be able to help it.
"Listen Remus." Harry stated. "I can help you with this. I have a potion, that I made myself, which will help you to stay in your own mind once your transformed."
Remus snorted.
"Sure! How do you know so much about my kind anyway?" Remus narrowed his eyes.
"Don't tell anyone, but I am your kind."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
How was that? Did anyone guess Harry was a werewolf? I like making complications. they're fun! Anyway, please REVIEW AGAIN!
Jordan - Harry's form isn't only a fly, that's just the most inconspicuous one he could think of. (Well, I could think of. I mean, who would bother checking a fly for a lightening bolt, and some flies have green eyes. Hehe. Harry IS a telepath, but he blocks most people's minds, unless he absolutely must read them, otherwise it's like lying, or cheating, and could probably get very annoying if you had everyone's (Including your own) thoughts running through your head at top speed.
Fair Lady Ravenclaw - Hey. You like these sorta fics? Well you've read some of my other work, you could have just checked my name and seen what else I had written. Lol. I ALWAYS haveta do the dishes. Gack! And I hate it.
Kanashimi - Hey! I'm not worried anymore. Hehe. I was glad Snape got to deduct points from Snape too!
Merlin Halliwell - thanks, I did.
Chris Atola - I updated! He he he he.
THANKS! PLEASE KEEP UP THE REVIEWS!
He slipped back into the Three Broomsticks with a smug look on his face as he sat down at a desk. It was quickly replaced, however, when he couldn't see the Marauders anywhere.
Not one table held anyone who even resembled the young boys . not one!
Harry's worry was replaced with relief as the three boys bounded out of a back room, accompanied by Madame Rosemerta, as they went back to their table. Harry was sitting quite close and could hear snatches of the conversation.
" . Snape . think he is a Death Eater ."
" . Don't say that. bad omens . death."
"Professor Harry . did he know . ? Doesn't know we're here."
Harry smirked again. It was becoming quite a habit. one he would have to lose when he returned to his own time.
Putting a scarred and pale hand into his pocket, Harry drew out a black eye patch, Dumbledore had suggested it before Harry had left, and had conjured one up for him.
He heard some drunken person sneering behind him.
"What's an Aururororor doooing here?"
Harry turned around. No one had seen him slip in, so it attracted the attention of Madame Rosemerta who looked deeply embarrassed that she hadn't served him. It also drew the Marauders attention but they just figured it was another Auror. Then again, how many Auror's went around with hoods over their faces? Not many, Harry would bet!
"I happen to be making sure no 'evils' are being done here, in Hogsmeade." Harry said, it did sound a little corny, disguising his voice to that of an old man, just to take the suspicion off the Marauders, even if they hadn't had any, it was better safe than sorry. Anyway, they deserved to have a good time; it wouldn't last long once they were out of school, which was why Harry was willing to wait around until they went back to the caste.
"Aw yeah?" The guy challenged.
"Yes, actually." Harry said, again disguising his voice. "Now, can you please leave me be?" Harry asked. He noticed the Marauders slip out and cursed his luck. "Please?" He added when the man made no move to get out of the way.
Harry walked around him.
~*~
"I wonder why there are Auror's around here. I mean, You-Know-Who activity is mainly in London I heard." Sirius said.
"Well, maybe he was just on patrol, just making sure everything was OK, sitting down to a butterbeer, and then ready to be off." Remus suggested trailing off.
"I don't know. I mean ... he seemed too old." James said. "Then again," he reasoned, more to himself than anyone else, "my grandfather is an Auror, and that guy can't have been any older than him." They didn't notice the blue-cloaked figure that was following.
"Where to now?" Sirius asked, a happy smile on his face.
"Well, I guess we could go to Honeydukes, then Zonko's. It's late night shopping after all." James quipped in, the same grin covering his face.
"Alrighty then!" Remus said, saluting the air in front of him, "let's be off!" Remus could have sworn he heard a small chuckle, his werewolf ears picking up even the smallest sounds. well. that wasn't entirely true.
"OK then. Maybe later on we'll be able to leave Peter behind, he gets really annoying over the full moon, you never know, we could just bribe him with sweets." Sirius trailed off suggestively.
"You are so mean to Peter!" James said, though he was laughing.
~*~
Of course. the full moon. how could he have forgotten? Harry mentally chided himself for not speaking with Dumbledore before about that particular time of the month. It was, after all, only two days away. Harry made a mental note to also talk to Remus about his Lycropanthy.
Harry, panic stricken, looked around. The Marauders were gone! He heard a burst of laughter and relaxed. They had just turned a corner to Honeydukes.
He sped up a bit and turned the corner, just in time to see the three walk into the aforementioned shop.
Harry followed silently.
~*~
"What about this?" James asked, picking up some new sweet. "Acid Pops?"
"Hmmm. Maybe we can get ole wormy to eat it?" Sirius suggested innocently. "I sure wouldn't mind the look on his face." He added, grinning.
"Now, Padfoot, enough of that." Remus smirked. "But I see your point."
James rolled his eyes. What was it they had against Peter anyway? Oh well. can't have been anything too important. It was probably just because he was fat and stupid. James chided himself for the thought. (I say good on him!)
Half an hour later, the three Marauders made their way out of the shop, seriously weighed down.
"I don't think Zonko's will be open anymore." Remus said looking at his watch.
"Damnation! Damnation! Damnation!" Sirius cursed, before smiling again. "Oh well, it will give us a reason to sneak out same time next week. If Moony's in the mood ofcourse." He added hastily, seeing Remus wary look. James rolled his eyes, again.
"Let's just go the Shrieking Shack way." James said. He, Remus, Sirius, and unbeknownst to them, Harry, went to the shrieking shack together.
Remus muttered something and the door opened. Sirius could never catch what the password was. And neither could James.
The three walked in, followed silently by Harry who had turned himself into a fly once more.
~*~
Might as well give them a little scare. Harry chuckled, it sounded rather odd though, coming out like a fly would laugh. (I have no idea what that is, though.)
~*~
"Come on, hurry up." James urged, they were almost at the entrance, though they couldn't see it just yet, and he had the feeling they were being watched. He was quite surprised, though not as surprised as the other two, when a figure formed in front of them. It was the Auror.
"What would you three be doing out here?" He asked in a scarily familiar voice. It was a different person. it was Harry.
"We-we-we're." Remus stuttered. Harry seemed to be smiling underneath his hood, while James and Sirius looked shocked. Apparently Harry new about this. but what would he be doing out.
"What are you doing out here?" Sirius ventured bravely, speaking James' thoughts.
"I'm a teacher, I can do what I want. And I happen to know that you've been in Hogsmeade for quite a while." Harry said.
"But I thought you said you weren't a Professor." Sirius didn't know when to shut up, which seemed to amuse Harry to no ends.
"No. I'm not a Professor." Harry agreed. "But I am your teacher."
"Huh?" Sirius asked rather unintelligently.
"Just get back to the school quickly before someone decides to put you six feet under." Harry said seriously. The three started to hurry towards the entrance when Harry called after them- "Oh and Remus! Come and see me tomorrow, after your last class!"
The crawled out of the tunnel and Remus looked to the other curiously. "Wonder what he wants to see me for. you don't think he knows about my problem, do you?" He asked nervously.
~*~
Harry sat in the Headmasters office, fidgeting. It was breakfast in the Great Hall, but Harry decided to get there early, he had the first class free, so hew as hoping to talk to Dumbledore. with no interruptions.
Five minutes later a knock startled Harry out of his thoughts of what to say.
"Harry!? What are you doing here?" The Headmaster asked, thoroughly surprised.
"Well." Harry started slowly. "There something I have to tell you." He cut himself off as the Headmaster raised his eyebrows.
"It isn't about the future, is it?" He asked uncertainly.
"Well. I am the future, but it isn't anything that can change the future. Besides, you realize I'll be doing a memory charm before I leave." Dumbledore nodded, affirmative. "Well. I have quite a problem, something that comes to pass, once a month." Dumbledore nodded again, a little confused.
"You're a girl in disguise?" He asked.
Harry laughed nervously. "No. I'm a werewolf." ~*~
Remus fidgeted nervously as he made his way to the Defense classroom. He hadn't seen the Professor all day. Not even at breakfast! But Sirius' younger sister had had him second period. so he seemed to be fine.
He knocked hesitantly and the door opened straight away, to a nervously fidgeting Harry. The cloaked man beckoned Remus to enter the room, which he reluctantly did, and shut the door behind him.
"Hello Remus. How are you?" Harry asked. "Hope you're well?"
"I'm fine Professor." Remus said, looking at Harry's cloak suspiciously.
"Good. Umm. Cup of tea?"
"No thank you."
"Alright then."
Silence.
"What did you want to talk to me about?" Remus asked.
"Well. I wanted to know if you wanted to talk about. tomorrow."
Remus tensed. So he did know then? Dumbledore wouldn't have told him would he? He was only sixteen! Jeeze! It would be around the school by dinner. He knew how sixteen year olds could spill secrets. even if they didn't mean to.
"Don't look so afraid." Harry said, sighing.
"Wh-who told you?" Remus stuttered.
"No one." Harry trailed off. He changed the subject back to Remus. "Do you have any company to go with you?"
"No." Remus said, perhaps too quickly.
"You can tell me your secrets you know."
~*~
Harry knew Remus was lying, how couldn't he? Especially after Remus himself had told Harry.
"I don't have any secrets-."
"Apart from being a werewolf you mean?" Harry asked bluntly.
"Well. yes." Remus nodded. Harry looked at him disbelieving. Why wouldn't he just say something, after all, if another werewolf just happened to be in the Shrieking Shack without any permission, Remus would no doubt attack. Harry would, he wouldn't be able to help it.
"Listen Remus." Harry stated. "I can help you with this. I have a potion, that I made myself, which will help you to stay in your own mind once your transformed."
Remus snorted.
"Sure! How do you know so much about my kind anyway?" Remus narrowed his eyes.
"Don't tell anyone, but I am your kind."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
How was that? Did anyone guess Harry was a werewolf? I like making complications. they're fun! Anyway, please REVIEW AGAIN!
Jordan - Harry's form isn't only a fly, that's just the most inconspicuous one he could think of. (Well, I could think of. I mean, who would bother checking a fly for a lightening bolt, and some flies have green eyes. Hehe. Harry IS a telepath, but he blocks most people's minds, unless he absolutely must read them, otherwise it's like lying, or cheating, and could probably get very annoying if you had everyone's (Including your own) thoughts running through your head at top speed.
Fair Lady Ravenclaw - Hey. You like these sorta fics? Well you've read some of my other work, you could have just checked my name and seen what else I had written. Lol. I ALWAYS haveta do the dishes. Gack! And I hate it.
Kanashimi - Hey! I'm not worried anymore. Hehe. I was glad Snape got to deduct points from Snape too!
Merlin Halliwell - thanks, I did.
Chris Atola - I updated! He he he he.
THANKS! PLEASE KEEP UP THE REVIEWS!