An awakening
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter; the story-line is my own. Hope you like this chapter as it's my first ever story. I do NOT own Harry Potter, he belongs to J.K Rowling. sob sob
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Chapter Two
"YOU'RE NOT MY GOD-FATHER!" Harry yelled angrily. I could never have a murderer as a god-father Harry thought with a disguised shiver. He expected Sirius to back down, sadly he was wrong. "Oh yeah! If I'm not your god-father then who is?" Sirius roared at Harry. "VERNON DURSLEY!" Harry yelled with vigor. Sirius's face turned a blotchy red. "That muggle!" He scoffed. Harry turned on his heels and strode out of the door; he bumped into a young man with red hair, tied back in a ponytail. "Hey watch out man." Harry ignored him and marched into the twilight. He had no idea how long he stood there, but as he turned to go back inside; he saw a man standing beside him. "I know Sirius is overbearing and loud, but he cares about you Harry." Harry turned to face him, taking in the man's graying hair and eyes, gaunt in the dusk light. "I'm Remus Lupin." The man said holding out a hand.
Sirius watched from the doorway, how did Remus do it? He wondered. Out of all of Sirius's friends Remus had been the quiet, understanding one. The one who if you were upset or confused; you could talk to easily. He hadn't meant to yell at Harry, but it all came rushing out as he saw the mistrust in Harry's eyes. Molly came bustling by, "honestly that child can't have had a meal for at least three weeks!" she grumbled as she pushed past him. Sirius took in Harry's appearance, now that Molly had mentioned it, Harry did look particularly thin. His clothes were hanging off him.
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The cloaked man watched in silence, as he glanced at the crowds of people gathered around the table. Molly grumbled "Oh for goodness sake! Take off that clo-" "now Molly, we agreed not to talk about this" he cut in smoothly. "Molly, let the man be" Arthur Weasley said from the other end of the table. I'm glad I'm not him, he thought silently. Molly turned her evil eye on her husband, and sat took Harry up to the room he would be sharing with her youngest son, Ron.
"Harry, this is my son Ron's room, I'm sure you two will get on fine." Molly spoke soothingly to Harry. Harry glanced up at her; she must have seen the confusion in his eyes. This is my husband, Arthur and my home; the Burrow. "Now you go to sleep she said in a final sort of way." "But Mrs. Weasley I . . . um . . . don't have any clothes to sleep in." She patted him on the back comfortingly. "Don't worry Harry, I'll find you a pair in a minute." Her hand pushed him towards the door. Harry opened the door, with as little noise as he could. Asleep in the bed closest to the window was a boy, he had red hair and his feet were sticking out of his bedcovers. Harry moved over to the other bed, with his hands in his lap. He kept glancing up at the stars. I wonder where aunt Petunia is. That was the last thingy he remembered.
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"Now we must decide what to do about the boy." Growled the masked man. "Do? Why nothing of course." Sirius barked at him. "I will not have my god-son being handled like a rag-doll!" Molly came down the stairs and held a finger to her lips. "Shhhhh. He's asleep now, but if you keep up that racket you'll wake up the entire family." Sirius looked her sardonically, "we were not making a racket!" he mumbled. She glared at him, "OK! Maybe we were being a little loud, but not a lot." He protested. "Back to the boy," grimaced the hooded man. "He has a name, you know" Sirius muttered. "Ok, calm down everyone" Remus spoke quietly, but with an authority which would have humbled Dumbledore. There he had done it again. Smoothed out the creases in the canvas. How did he do it? Sirius looked at Remus in awe. His friend had come out of his shell, to take control of the situation and come to an agreeable result. Remus may not know it, but Sirius admired him greatly.
Remus glanced around the room, and settled into his chair. Now he could listen to everyone's argument with an aura of wisdom. Me? Wisdom ha! Remus laughed at himself inwardly. Part of his attention was on the debate, but the other half was full of anxiety about the coming full-moon. He caught Sirius looking at him, with some kind of emotion on his face. It was hard to tell, surely that couldn't be admiration? He glanced back at Sirius, but his face was now blank. "I believe that Harry should go to Hogwarts as soon as the term begins." Remus said. Sirius sat back with a contented look on his face. Many people muttered unsatisfied. "What if that's what Voldemort wants?" yelled the cloaked man. "What if that was his plan all along?" Many people agreed with him. "Well we can rest assured that we sent him to Dumbledore's safety." Remus countered the man's attack with a strong defense. "We all know that Dumbledore was the only one You-know-who was afraid of." Still the cloaked man wasn't satisfied. "What about if he is attacked at Hogwarts?" "Well then Dumbledore will keep him safe. I'm sure of it." Remus was getting bored with this charade.
I haven't tracked him for ten years just to lose him now! Thought the masked man angrily. I shall keep watch of him. He decided that Harry would never be out of his sight. He caught Sirius looking at him warily and wiped all emotions off his face. The young whelp thinks he's better than me! I'll teach him a thingy or two! He was actually quite fond of Sirius though truly.
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"Hello, who are you?" Harry woke to a friendly voice. He cracked open his eyes and found himself staring at the red-headed boy he saw last night. He pushed back his hair and heard a gasp. "You're him, aren't you?" The boy mumbled out, Ron Harry thought his name was. "Who?" Harry asked bemused. "Harry Potter." The boy said with wonder. "Yeah, that's me" Harry said with unease. "Oh, I'm Ron Weasley by the way." The boy said sticking out his hand. Harry shook it just as two red-headed hurricanes flew into the room. "Fred and George Weasley at your service" they spoke loudly and pompously. "Uh, hi I'm Harry." Harry said dazed. After many handshaking and jokes, the twins finally delivered their message, "mum said you were to be down immediately Ron," The spluttered quite unable to talk properly without laughing. "That was about 45 minutes ago, though!" They ran out the room, laughing and yelling at the top of their voices. Harry couldn't help smiling. Ron however was not amused. "Bloody idiots" he muttered under his breath. Harry climbed off the bed and slithered down to the floor.
Molly looked up at the clock, not expecting Ron and Harry till about half past eight; that gave the twins about half an hour to mess around. They dragged themselves down at quarter to nine. Later than she had expected but oh well, boys will be boys. She thought. Ron yawned, pulled his chair back and fell into it. Harry ruffled his hair and sat down evenly. He was calm and seemed in a better condition than last night. Sirius walked through the kitchen door and sat beside Ron; Harry immediately stiffened and moved slightly away from Sirius. Ron was chatting happily to Sirius and they were both ignoring Harry, Ron was probably unaware of it; but she had a feeling that Sirius was doing it on purpose.
Sirius leant back on his chair and glanced at Harry out the corner of his eye. Boy was he like a statue. Head pointed towards the floor and shoulders hunched. Sirius thought that he probably wanted some alone time, like James had when things had gotten tough for him. It really was uncanny the way Harry was the spitting image of James. He moved slightly, when Harry got up and headed towards the door. Before he got there, someone blocked his way, "where do you think you're going sunny boy?" spoke a gruff voice. "Out" Harry said shortly and pushed past him. Sirius admired his courage.
"Oh for goodness sake, take off that cloak! It must be at least 20 degrees out there!" Molly snapped at him. "Fine I will!" The man grumbled back. Sirius smiled, well this was a first, Molly had never bullied him into anything before, but here he was taking off his cloak for her."
He pulled off the cloak and. . . .
Author's note: Thank you for reviewing my last chapter, it took me a while because I had three tests this week, all major ones. Thanks for your reviews and hope the next chapter comes soon! fingers crossed
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