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Author Notes: Once again, thank you for being patient, because I do believe Santa stole my muse…you know, to help him with the holiday? But now my muse has come back, -YAY- and I can write!
P.S. Please don't kill me for the chapter…even I am super upset about what I wrote…but don't worry, there will be a happy ending to this story someday.
P.P.S. Happy Belated Christmas and Hanukah and any other holiday that is in December!
P.P.P.S. I truly tried to put it on early, but hates me…-pouts- Though for some reason my brothers account let me put it on...YAY!
Time Slip
Chapter Eighteen
Sirius Problems
Harry woke up slowly from a foggy dream he couldn't remember except for the fact that it involved Sirius and a dark place. He turned slowly in his bed and moved the curtain to see that the clock read 7:57a.m. He groaned and a made a grab for his glasses, but missed making them fall to the ground. Harry sighed and bent down to grab the glasses, and managed to bang his head on the desk when he sat back up, making him drop the glasses again, which managed to slide under his bed. He muttered darkly about how he hated morning and anything that had to do with them as he rolled out of bed and crawled under the bed in search of his glasses realizing that he had forgotten his wand on top of the dresser half way under and started to swear again.
Suddenly he heard the clock go off, which didn't surprise him any, but what surprised him is that it was turned off and that sound of moment came from the next bed and he felt someone step on his ankle, which made a very disgusting crack, and a loud thump and a surprised noise as someone fell and another disgusting crack and someone swearing. His ankle hurt very much and he curled up from under the bed and grabbed his ankle, muttering darkly again and biting his lip.
Once again there was movement from one of the beds and someone started walking, Harry turned his head just in time to see a blurry James trip over Sirius, who was also curled up on the floor, holding his nose. James went flying over Sirius' back and landed with a painful crack on his arm, which he immediately cradle and started swearing. Then there were two other movements from the beds and Frank tripped over James and rammed his head into the wall and Peter also tripped over James, knocking his head onto the corner of the bed.
Remus opened the bathroom door to see that everyone else in the room was on the floor, holding a body part and swearing darkly. He raised his eyebrow and said, "I think we need Madam Pomphey."
James glared from his spot on the floor. "You think?"
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"Should I even ask?" Remus asked when Madam Pomphey was heading out the door.
"Sometimes I think its better not to." She said and closed the door.
Harry, Sirius, James, Frank, and Peter were all sitting on two of the beds. "Well, I think I want to know." Remus replied and looked at his friends. Harry's left ankle had been cracked and was now a light purple. Sirius had had a broken nose but it was also now a light purple. James had managed to break his right arm, which was in a sling for the rest of the day. Frank had had a bruised head and would have a dull head ache for the rest of the day. Peter had cut open his head and there would be a light scar on his forehead for the rest of his life and a dull head ache to cheer him up.
Remus had to bite his lip in an attempt not to laugh. It was a funny sight and would be for a long time to come especially since he got blackmail photos. They all glared at him. "It's not funny." James muttered.
"If you say so." Remus replied. "Anyways, how did it happen?"
"Me and Peter tripped over James." Frank said, glaring at James.
"And I tripped over Sirius." He answered and all glares turned to him.
Sirius tried to wrinkle his nose but winced with the effort. "And I tripped over Harry." He said in a nasally voice, which made him make a disgusted face.
Harry sighed when all looked at him. "Sorry, my fault."
"What were you doing on the floor to begin with?" James asked.
Harry fingered his glasses, which were broken in the whole fiasco. "I woke up and dropped my glasses. Then when I went to pick them up I hit my head and they fell under the bed. So then I crawled under the bed and realized that I didn't have my wand to light the way and then I heard Sirius get up and that is how it went."
Everyone stared at him for a moment, till Remus asked, "Why didn't you just summon them back?"
Harry glared at him and blushed a bit. "I didn't think of that…it was early in the morning, what did you expect me to do?"
It was quiet for a moment then everyone burst out laughing, though Sirius, Frank and Peter winced with the pain that it brought on. "Well, it took us six years to get our whole system worked out for morning; I just knew that something had to ruin it." Frank said with a laugh. Everyone started laughing except Harry who felt like he had just ruined their year. Soon everyone got up and went about their business except for two of them.
He bit his lip again but felt someone arms go around him. "That's not what he meant Harry." Sirius whispered in his ear.
Harry smiled and turned to him. He opened his mouth to say something but Sirius' eyes went wide and he pulled away with a blush. Harry narrowed his eyes at him and remembered that Sirius had been acting weird lately. He would talk to him soon and he figured out the perfect way to get him all by himself. "Umm, Sirius?"
Sirius looked at him and his eyes went wide again at the sight of Harry pouting. "Ah…what?"
"Will you help carry my stuff to my classes? With my ankle I'm afraid I might not be able to do it all by myself." Harry actually believed he could probably do it by himself, but this was a good excuse as any.
"Ah…um…" Sirius was flustered and Harry secretly grinned. "Why don't you ask Remus?"
"Because I asked you. You were the one to break my ankle." He hated using guilt but it was for a good cause and it worked.
Sirius sighed dejectedly. "Yes, I'll help you."
Harry smiled brilliantly. "Thank you!" he said and hugged him. He stood up and remembered that he had to walk worse then it really was. He waddled over to his bed and started to get ready.
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By the time he and Sirius were ready, everyone else had already headed down to breakfast. Sirius had taken Harry's bag and his books along with his and walked beside him. They walked at a slow pace for the benefit of Harry. They had walked in silence for awhile till Harry spoke. "Sirius?"
"Yes Harry?"
"Let's stop for a second, alright?"
"Sure." Sirius said and they stopped. Harry leaned against the wall and looked at Sirius, who was standing in front of him. They stood in quiet till Sirius spoke, "Harry we should-"
"What's the matter Sirius?" Harry interrupted.
"What?" Sirius asked startled. "There's nothing the matter."
"Stop lying. You haven't been yourself and I have no idea why. I could've sworn that you told me that you loved me when you came to bring me my book back but now you seem not to want anything to do with me. If you have a problem with me, just tell me so I can find out what the hell is the matter."
"I don't have a problem with you."
"Then what?"
"I-" he stopped, clenched his mouth and looked away.
Harry glared at him and grabbed his bag and books. "If you aren't going to tell me or talk to me, I'm not hanging around." He pushed away from the wall and started to walk down the hall.
Sirius stared at his retreating back. "I thought you were hurt."
"I lied." He said over his shoulder and disappeared around a corner.
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When Harry got to the Great Hall, he was seething. He walked quickly into the hall and sat down next to Lily. He piled his plate with food and decided that he was just too ticked off to actually eat, so he started to mix it about until it was unappetizing. This must have caught the attention of the others because he heard Lily ask, "What's wrong Harry?"
Harry looked up into Lily concern emerald green eyes. He slowly turned his head to see everyone else was looking at him too. "Nothing. Just not hungry."
Lily shook her head. "I don't believe you."
"Yeah, me neither." Alice said from her place next to Frank.
Harry sighed and started to tap his fingers on the table. "I'm just annoyed, that's all."
"At Sirius?" Remus asked. He was sitting across from him.
Harry wouldn't have said anything but he realized that they would probably figure out that he was lying and that wouldn't be good. "Yeah."
"What'd he do?" James asked with a sigh.
"That's just it, nothing!" Harry replied with a bit of a growl. Everyone looked at him oddly. "Don't give me that look…I know what I'm talking about." They sat in quiet for a moment until Harry sighed and stood up, with most of his anger gone. "I'm going to go find Sirius. I'll see you in a bit." He walked out of the hall and started heading down the corridor that he had left Sirius in. He had walked all the way back to the tower and he still hadn't found him yet. He said the password and walked into the common room and up the stairs to their dorm. There he noticed that Sirius' trunk was opened, that his broom was gone and that the window was opened. Harry turned to his trunk and opened up the compartment to take out his broom. Then he walked to the window and flew out.
He was flying for about twenty minutes and he was starting to get worried. What if he had gotten injured? What if he had fallen into the forest? Harry thought to himself while biting his lip. What if he ran away because of you? Harry shook his head to get all the what-if questions out of his head before he went bonkers.
Finally after about a half an hour of searching and worrying, he spotted something in one of the trees by the lake. He slowly lowered himself to the ground and walked towards the tree, pushing the branches away. He saw Sirius' broom leaning against the trunk and walked under the willow and looked up to see Sirius sitting higher up on one of the branches. Harry smiled in relief and started to climb up. Sirius looked down when Harry was about half way up. He smiled faintly and waited till Harry was sitting next to him to turn his head back to looking up at the sky. They sat in silence for a while, just looking up at the sky.
After awhile Harry turned to Sirius. "You know, it's not good to skip classes, especially on the first day."
"Then the same can be said for you." Sirius replied not looking at him.
Harry frowned. "Actually, I wasn't even going to go to school this year…I mean, my seventh year in my time."
This got Sirius attention. He looked at him in confusion. "Why?" he asked curiously.
He half smiled. "I don't think I should tell you. It might ruin something."
"Oh, and you here hasn't already ruined something?" Sirius asked and then regretted it. "I didn't mean it like that."
"I know." Harry said with a slight laugh. "Probably talking to you right now is changing the future so I will be born looking like Lockhart or Umbridge." He shuddered at the thought. "Okay, so that is a very scary thought." Sirius burst out laughing and Harry smiled. "There, now that's better."
Sirius stopped laughing and gave Harry a smirk. "You're a loveable prick, you know that?"
Harry smiled brilliantly. "Yes, I am quite aware of that." He stopped and took a breath. "I'm sorry Siri. I didn't mean to yell at you earlier and I'm sorry that I lied to you, but it was the only way I could think of to make you stay with me alone because like I said, you seem not want to be around me and I would really like to know why." He looked directly into Sirius eyes, wishing he would just tell him.
Sirius looked away and sighed. "I'm sorry Harry."
"Why? I forgive you for ignoring me but I would like to know why."
"I'm sorry for that but it was for the best."
"The best?" Harry asked in a shocked voice. "What the bloody hell are you talking about?"
Sirius looked at him and his eyes flashed with something Harry couldn't figure out. "Yes, the best. It's…it's just not right Harry."
"What's not right, loving me?" Harry asked, getting angrier by the moment.
"Yes…no…I mean its right for you to be loved, just not by me."
Harry bit his lip, trying really hard not to smack the other boy right there and making him fall out of the tree…he would feel guilty after the brief moment of satisfaction. "Okay, I am going to sit here quietly and patiently while you tell me your absurd reason for this ridiculous thought."
Harry saw Sirius lean back on the branch and clench his fists. "Because it's not right." He stopped and Harry waited for him to go on. "It's not right because I'm me and your you…I mean I'm you Godfather and your fathers best friend and technically you aren't even suppose to be here. You're not even born yet…it's like, I should be the grown up here and be the one to tell you no and myself no, that it's not right. It's not right to love you in any way but in the fatherly way."
"Are you done?"
"Yes."
"Okay, so this is my response. You're a bloody idiot."
Sirius looked at Harry in uttered shock. "What?"
"You heard me; I said you are a bloody idiot. Your logic is stupid, not to mention utterly not you. I mean, you were perfectly happy kissing me and what not, not to long ago but now you are all 'no, this isn't right, I can't love you because I'm the moron who thinks because I am your godfather and that you aren't technically born I can't shag you or anything remotely pleasurable to us both.' It shouldn't matter what time or place or anything like that to love someone. Love isn't remotely logically or convenient or seem right half the time, it just you need both people to love each other and not care about small technicalities. I love you Sirius Orion Black and I don't give a damn who thinks it's not right." Harry was now looking at Sirius and was now practically on top of him.
"Okay, my turn to ask you if you are done?"
Harry nodded.
Sirius sighed and looked like he was bracing himself for something. "What you said is true, Harry but it doesn't mean it is right. You said that both people have to love each other to be able to get over the small technicalities."
Harry looked at him in shock as he felt his heart start to break. "What?"
Sirius looked away, swallowed and turned back to him with a guarded face. "Harry it's not right to love you so I won't."
Harry's broken heart harden. "Who the hell filled your head with this bull shit?" Sirius bit his lip and Harry figured it out then. Who was the only one who was around both of them and could have possibly seen them kiss or anything? "It was James, wasn't it?" Sirius looked away. "Okay, fine. Whatever. If my father opinion of our relationship is more important then me, then I don't need you or James." Harry stood up and started to climb down. When he was close enough to the ground he jumped and his ankle gave out on him. "Damn." Harry muttered as he sat down to rub his ankle.
"Harry…" Sirius said, looking down.
Harry refused to look up at him, afraid that he might just lose it and cry. "Leave me alone Black…I'm fine." Harry stood up and grabbed his broom. He flew out of the tree, not looking back until he was back in his dorm.
He threw his broom back into its trunk. He stalked out of the dorm and down the hall into a random empty classroom. He didn't feel like going to Transfiguration and didn't care if he got detention for the rest of the year, he just didn't feel like seeing James or anyone else at the moment. He knew though that they had the Marauder's map and would come searching for him soon enough and he was right. It was just before lunch that he saw James, Remus and Peter open the classroom door.
"Oh Merlin, Harry! I was worried!" James said as he leaned against the door.
"We all were." Remus said quietly.
"Yeah, and McGonagall looked about ready to kill." Peter added.
Harry was quiet and just stared at James. "What's wrong? Did Sirius say something?" James asked with concern in his voice.
"Actually," Harry said quietly, standing up and walking towards them. "It is what you said to Sirius that has gotten me ticked off."
"Me?" James asked surprised.
"Yes you. You told him some bull shit that he actually believed…I can't believe you told him that he couldn't love me!" He was shouting now. "Do I go around telling people that it isn't right to love someone? Did you know that I didn't love anyone like I loved Sirius? That Sirius was the only one who could make my heart stop like it did and makes me happy just by looking at me and wouldn't laugh at my mistakes? You not only broke my heart but I just…" He stopped, starting to choke up with the pain. "I hate you." He pushed his way through the stunned Marauders. Half way down the hall he turned back and shouted, "Tell Mr. Black that he is a bloody jerk but you take the crown." With that he turned and stalked away down the hall.
"What did you do?" Remus asked, as he turned to James.
James opened his mouth but nothing came out for a moment. "I didn't really do anything but tell Sirius that it's not right for him to be falling for my son."
Remus just looked at him, but since James wasn't looking at him, he didn't recognize the look but Peter sure did. "Um guys, I'm going to go now…see you later." With that, Peter disappeared down the hall, practically running.
"What's wrong with him?" James asked as he turned to look at Remus. Now he knew why he ran…James wasn't a coward or anything but when Remus was pissed, you just forgot about you pride and ran…though most of the time that doesn't work so you must either beg or just take what he has to say, which is usually a lot less painful if you just stand there or sit there and listen. "Okay, I promise not to run if you stop looking at me like that…I'll even let you smack me or something…"
Remus grinned evilly. "Good boy. Now, I must ask you and you better answer truthfully. What possessed you to tell Sirius that he couldn't love the boy? You know Sirius doesn't fall in love easily, and we all know he wasn't lusting over Harry because then Harry most certainly would have been shagged by now."
"It's because it just doesn't seem right. I mean, Sirius my best friend and Harry my not-even-born-yet son falling in love? It doesn't seem right. I'm fine with Sirius liking guys and I don't practically care if my son falls for guys, though that ends the Potter line right there, but not together. Merlin, I just don't see how this is right!"
Remus closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened them again, he was in control of his anger. "I am not going to smack you for your stupidity because that is how you think and it's not your fault. But I am going to say this. You have no right to say who can fall in love with whom. Falling in love had no rhyme or reason, it just happens. Love doesn't care if someone thinks it's right or not. Like you and Lily. You knew from the moment you saw her that she was something special and that you would do anything to win her over but you didn't know why and no one told you, except for Sirius who was just jealous, that it was stupid to fall for her. What if I fell for Snape, which I'm saying will not happen, but would you tell me no?"
James shook his head.
"And why not?"
"Because you could kick my arse." Remus raised his eyebrow at that statement. "And that you don't care what I think when it comes to you liking someone."
"Very good. Now, why is it bad to tell Sirius not to fall for someone who is very important to him, especially when it is coming from yours or my mouth?"
"Because he will listen to us instead of his heart, because he trusts our opinion more then his sometimes?" James asked.
Remus smiled and patted him on the head. "Very good. Now you must go talk to Sirius so you can get over this mess. Though I highly doubt Harry going to be talking to you two for a very long time or until you prove that you are worthy of talking to again, because I imagine Harry knows more hexes and curses then we do." He started walking down the hall. "Well, we may as well go eat lunch, I'm starving."(Author Notes: GO REMUS!)
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Harry had skipped going to lunch and decided to go walking about till he had to go to Teaching 101, which he was fine going to because only Remus would be in that class with him but first he went to the dorms and picked up his books and his bag. He was walking down the hall, not really paying attention because he was to busy imagining hexes on James (it was to painfully to think about Sirius) and since he wasn't paying attention, he didn't realize that he wasn't the only one not paying attention till he ran into the other person. The books in the other person hands went flying as he fell backwards and Harry managed to keep his balance and stay steady on his feet. Harry's eyes went wide. "I'm sorry, let me help you." He said and started to pick up some of the books and papers off the ground. When he had picked them all up he turned to face someone he had almost forgotten about. The boy standing in front of him, with his wand pointing at Harry's throat, was about his height, maybe a little taller with icy cold blue eyes, long greasy hair, pale, a long nose, and a Slytherin uniform on. That's right; he was staring at a younger version of none other then Severus Snape. "Snape." Harry said in a monotone voice. He really didn't hate Snape; you would think he would after what he did…will do to Dumbledore, but after a while of Harry thinking about it, he realized there was more to it then Snape being a great prick because he knew that Dumbledore wasn't afraid to die, so why would he beg Snape to kill him? So he had gone to Head Masters office and asked Dumbledore's portrait about it. He then told him not to hate Snape that he was only doing what he was told to do by he himself. When Harry had angrily asked him why he would want Snape to kill him, he had answered calmly that Draco had something more important to do then be killed for not killing him and it was his time anyways. Harry had walked away from him then but after awhile he believed him and stopped hating Snape. Besides, Peter was different now then he will be, so why not Snape?
"Potter?" Snape asked, looking at him curiously. "Yes you're the new Potter."
Harry sighed and held out the books in his arms. "Here, I'm sorry for knocking you over." Snape looked at him a moment and then lowered his wand and grabbed the books with the other arm. He nodded and Harry decided that was all he would get for as a thanks. "Well, once again, sorry for knocking you over." Harry turned to leave but Snape stopped him with his words.
"How did you get that scar?" Harry turned around to him and raised an eyebrow. "Because only dark magic could do that."
Harry decided that he would tell a bit of the truth to him, because for once someone else didn't know before him. "I was hit by a dark curse when I was little, so I don't remember."
Snape looked like he was thinking it over and nodded. "How are you related to Potter?"
"We're cousins." Harry lied.
The Slytherin believed him. "Where were you before Hogwarts?"
"I was home schooled." Once again, Harry had to lie.
"Oh. So why did you decide to come now?"
"I didn't want to stay home with the relatives." Harry replied, which wasn't exactly a lie, because he really didn't like the Dursley's.
Snape looked at him hard. "You don't seem anything like your cousin."
Harry clenched his fist at the mention of James. "I should hope not."
The other boy raised an eyebrow. "You don't like him?"
"It's not that I don't like him…" Harry didn't know why he was fine talking to Snape like this, he never imagined that he could stand Snape but here he is now, answering all his questions. "I just wish he would mind his own business."
"Ah." Snape said with a smirk. "The famous Potter doing what he wants without a thought to others." Harry opened his mouth to defend him but realized that was exactly what he did. Snape must have seen the look of realization on his face because he said, "You didn't know he did that, did you?"
"He doesn't do it all the time, I'm sure." Harry replied.
Snape rolled his eyes. "Of course you Gryffindor's always think the best of one another."
"It's better then thinking the worse."
He rolled his eyes again. "Sure. Where are you going? Shouldn't you be in the hall with all your friends?"
"I'm not hungry."
"You just don't want to face them, do you?" Harry looked at Snape with shock. How did Snape know that? "Don't look at me like that; it's a reasonable question and not any of my business."
Harry wanted to tell him yes, it isn't any of your business but he was finding that it was actually enjoyable to talk to him. "It isn't any of your business but I just don't feel like talking to a couple of them."
Snape nodded. "It doesn't matter anymore because lunch is almost over and the next classes are starting up. Where are you heading?"
"Double periods of Teaching 101. You?"
"Same."
Harry bit his lip and then took a deep breath. "Do you want to go there with me?"
Snape smirked. "Are you asking me out?" Harry shook his head no as he flushed a bit. "Well, I really shouldn't be hanging out with a Gryffindor…" Harry sighed and was about to turn away till, "But I think I can make an exception this time." Harry eyes widen and he was shock to see that Snape had a sense of humor, a very big sense of humor. He could never picture Professor Snape asking him such an absurd question or teasing him. Snape sighed and started walking down the hall. "Are you coming or not?" Harry nodded and followed behind him.
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They were one of the first people to get there and they took a seat towards the front, seeing as the both really wanted to teach. On the way over, Snape had asked what classes he wanted to teach and Harry had replied that he would like to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts and Snape, not that Harry didn't already know, said that he would like to teach that class too.
Remus almost had a heart attack when he walked into the classroom to see that Snape and Harry were seated at the front at the same desk. But as soon as the feeling of heart attackness was over, he smirked knowing that this would most definitely annoy Sirius and James. Remus smiled as he sat down behind them and a girl from Ravenclaw sat next to him. He was going to enjoy this escapade.
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In the weeks that followed, Harry and Snape became closer friends and Harry and certain Marauders were seen together lesser each day, much to the annoyance of the certain Marauders, James and Sirius. They decided to prank Snape, which didn't go as planned when Harry made it backfired on them. (Oh, and Harry said that his ankle hurt and he only got detention for a week with McGonagall and Sirius two weeks, with twenty points away for Gryffindor.) Harry still spoke to Lily, Alice, Frank, Peter, and Remus, but he mostly avoided James and Sirius, the only time really seeing them when he went to bed. Though soon enough they stopped trying to prank Snape and certain people got more depressed everyday…