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Chapter 13
Talk of Mortals
"PRONGS???!!!" Sirius yelled, yanking the doors shut, and sure enough, the painting on the front was moving and looked like what James would have looked like were he here. He was sitting almost sideways in a chair, and dressed in a loose cream shirt, and brownish pants and boots. He had a leather belt with designs wrought into it, from which hung a sword. He was also grinning like there was no tomorrow. The chair was in a rather plain looking room, they could see a part of a bed in the corner, and a dresser behind him. There was a mirror in the other corner. There was a door behind him, opening to a hallway.
"Hullo, Padfoot. Nice to see you again."
"IS THAT ALL YOU HAVE TO SAY!!??"
James blinked. "Did you expect something else?"
"HOW ABOUT AN EXPLANATION OF WHY YOU ARN-"
"Padfoot, calm down, you're gonna make yourself sick. Sheesh. But really, why aren't you here?"
"Oh, yeah, uh, about that." James said sheepishly.
"And where's the Lady love? Don't tell me she's abandoned you already."
"No.she's still-"
"Have you forgotten us- forgotten Harry?"
"And no we're not going to stop teasing you.."
James sniffed and stuck his nose in the air. "My so called friends."
"We love you too, Prongsie," replied all three marauders, obviously out of habit.
"But really, James. Why aren't you and Lils down here?" asked Remus, frowning slightly.
James sighed. "Like the note said- I'm bound here. I can't leave. Its rules."
"Since when have you listened to rules?"
"Since if I don't follow this particular one, I'll be stuck here for another fifty years or so."
"Stuck here?" questioned a new voice, drifting in from the hallway. "Only STUCK HERE? The Realms of the Go-"
"Whaddya want Weiryn?" called James, cutting off the voices sentence. Clearly he didn't want them to hear it.
"Food. You got any? Who're they?" A man stuck his head in the room. Everybody jumped. The man was shirtless, and had dark brown skin, with even darker hair and eyes. The thing that made everyone jump was the fact that he had two large antlers sticking out of his head.
"They are my friends and my son. Where's lily?"
"My house, chatting with Sarra, they kicked me out."
"Why am I not surprised? Look, can you tell lily that her son is here and if she wants to talk to him she'd better come quick."
"Yes, mother," the man muttered, leaving. James rolled his eyes.
"As you see, we're not the only ones here. Lily will be here in a second. Where's Harry?"
"I- I'm right here." Harry pushed himself up between Remus and Sirius to look his dad in the eyes. His mind was going numb. Realms of the what? Why hadn't his dad let that man (Weiryn?) finish his sentence? What was going on?
James looked at him, and sighed, running his hand through his hair. "I take it Dumbledore's given you the clues?"
"Clues?"
"The mortals' thing."
"Oh, that. Yeah, I guess. Can you tell me more?"
James sighed again. "Not much more. He didn't tell you about the book?"
"Book?"
His Dad's face showed a ghost of a grin. "Guess not. The thing you're looking for is a book. I can't tell you the title or what it looks like. But it will be in the restricted section, naturally. It's a very old book- no one really knows who wrote it. It was just always there. It holds your history."
"It's about me?"
"NO, sweet Mithros, your history- your bloodlines. I think you've guessed by now that you're not a normal wizard?" Harry nodded. "Well, you really don't have any true wizard blood in you." Harry blinked. "Yeah, surprising, I know. But back to this book. You can only find it if you know what it looks like."
"But I don't!"
"Oh but you do. You've seen it before. It was a very long time ago- the Almighty showed it to you- I think you were somewhere around five..It was you and Belldandy and Velsper and Lissie, anyway- just have someone provoke you." (A/N- Belldandy and Velsper are from Oh My Goddess book sixteen.)
"That makes no sense," said Harry, shaking his head.
"You've figured that weird things happen when you get mad?"
"Yeah."
"So there you go. Ah, Lily!" A red headed woman came racing into the room, wearing a golden brown dress with flowing sleeves, and a gold belt that looked to be made of leaves. (a/n think Eowyn's white dress in movie #2) She rushed to the chair and wrapped her arms around James's neck.
"Harry?" she whispered. He smiled.
"Yes mum?"
She gave him a shaky smile. "I've missed that. Hullo, fellow marauderettes."
There was a prompt chorus of, "Hey Lils, missed ya."
"I missed you too. Oh- James. Diana's going to be here any minute. We don't have much time."
"Diana?" Harry asked.
Lily smiled. "One of my close friends here, also the queen. She sets the rules."
"Oh. I have potions in a few minutes too."
"Well we can't skip that now can we?"
"Actually we can (Snape teaches- it's a nightmare, he hates me) but I don't want to fail, and he'll jump at any reason to take points off for me."
"Ugh. I never really liked Snape," said James, wrinkling his nose.
"Yes. I know."
"Well, we can't keep you here forever. We'll talk to you soon- don't worry. Maybe tonight."
"Tonight?"
"Dream, hunny, in a dream. But it won't be tonight- Ganiel's got plans for tonight."
"Oh. Okay. Tomorrow night, then."
"Alright. By Mom, Dad."
"Seeya Harry."
"Bye darling," Lily blew him a kiss, and smiled. "We're gonna grill you for details about your years here."
"Okay, mom. Bye."
"Bye."
And they were gone. The picture was back to normal. Harry looked at it for some time, while the rest of the marauders and maraderettes filed out the door. Finally it was Peter who called him back. "Harry, c'mon!" And he left.
Brit*Kit
Disclaimer: I don't own anything u recognize.
Chapter 13
Talk of Mortals
"PRONGS???!!!" Sirius yelled, yanking the doors shut, and sure enough, the painting on the front was moving and looked like what James would have looked like were he here. He was sitting almost sideways in a chair, and dressed in a loose cream shirt, and brownish pants and boots. He had a leather belt with designs wrought into it, from which hung a sword. He was also grinning like there was no tomorrow. The chair was in a rather plain looking room, they could see a part of a bed in the corner, and a dresser behind him. There was a mirror in the other corner. There was a door behind him, opening to a hallway.
"Hullo, Padfoot. Nice to see you again."
"IS THAT ALL YOU HAVE TO SAY!!??"
James blinked. "Did you expect something else?"
"HOW ABOUT AN EXPLANATION OF WHY YOU ARN-"
"Padfoot, calm down, you're gonna make yourself sick. Sheesh. But really, why aren't you here?"
"Oh, yeah, uh, about that." James said sheepishly.
"And where's the Lady love? Don't tell me she's abandoned you already."
"No.she's still-"
"Have you forgotten us- forgotten Harry?"
"And no we're not going to stop teasing you.."
James sniffed and stuck his nose in the air. "My so called friends."
"We love you too, Prongsie," replied all three marauders, obviously out of habit.
"But really, James. Why aren't you and Lils down here?" asked Remus, frowning slightly.
James sighed. "Like the note said- I'm bound here. I can't leave. Its rules."
"Since when have you listened to rules?"
"Since if I don't follow this particular one, I'll be stuck here for another fifty years or so."
"Stuck here?" questioned a new voice, drifting in from the hallway. "Only STUCK HERE? The Realms of the Go-"
"Whaddya want Weiryn?" called James, cutting off the voices sentence. Clearly he didn't want them to hear it.
"Food. You got any? Who're they?" A man stuck his head in the room. Everybody jumped. The man was shirtless, and had dark brown skin, with even darker hair and eyes. The thing that made everyone jump was the fact that he had two large antlers sticking out of his head.
"They are my friends and my son. Where's lily?"
"My house, chatting with Sarra, they kicked me out."
"Why am I not surprised? Look, can you tell lily that her son is here and if she wants to talk to him she'd better come quick."
"Yes, mother," the man muttered, leaving. James rolled his eyes.
"As you see, we're not the only ones here. Lily will be here in a second. Where's Harry?"
"I- I'm right here." Harry pushed himself up between Remus and Sirius to look his dad in the eyes. His mind was going numb. Realms of the what? Why hadn't his dad let that man (Weiryn?) finish his sentence? What was going on?
James looked at him, and sighed, running his hand through his hair. "I take it Dumbledore's given you the clues?"
"Clues?"
"The mortals' thing."
"Oh, that. Yeah, I guess. Can you tell me more?"
James sighed again. "Not much more. He didn't tell you about the book?"
"Book?"
His Dad's face showed a ghost of a grin. "Guess not. The thing you're looking for is a book. I can't tell you the title or what it looks like. But it will be in the restricted section, naturally. It's a very old book- no one really knows who wrote it. It was just always there. It holds your history."
"It's about me?"
"NO, sweet Mithros, your history- your bloodlines. I think you've guessed by now that you're not a normal wizard?" Harry nodded. "Well, you really don't have any true wizard blood in you." Harry blinked. "Yeah, surprising, I know. But back to this book. You can only find it if you know what it looks like."
"But I don't!"
"Oh but you do. You've seen it before. It was a very long time ago- the Almighty showed it to you- I think you were somewhere around five..It was you and Belldandy and Velsper and Lissie, anyway- just have someone provoke you." (A/N- Belldandy and Velsper are from Oh My Goddess book sixteen.)
"That makes no sense," said Harry, shaking his head.
"You've figured that weird things happen when you get mad?"
"Yeah."
"So there you go. Ah, Lily!" A red headed woman came racing into the room, wearing a golden brown dress with flowing sleeves, and a gold belt that looked to be made of leaves. (a/n think Eowyn's white dress in movie #2) She rushed to the chair and wrapped her arms around James's neck.
"Harry?" she whispered. He smiled.
"Yes mum?"
She gave him a shaky smile. "I've missed that. Hullo, fellow marauderettes."
There was a prompt chorus of, "Hey Lils, missed ya."
"I missed you too. Oh- James. Diana's going to be here any minute. We don't have much time."
"Diana?" Harry asked.
Lily smiled. "One of my close friends here, also the queen. She sets the rules."
"Oh. I have potions in a few minutes too."
"Well we can't skip that now can we?"
"Actually we can (Snape teaches- it's a nightmare, he hates me) but I don't want to fail, and he'll jump at any reason to take points off for me."
"Ugh. I never really liked Snape," said James, wrinkling his nose.
"Yes. I know."
"Well, we can't keep you here forever. We'll talk to you soon- don't worry. Maybe tonight."
"Tonight?"
"Dream, hunny, in a dream. But it won't be tonight- Ganiel's got plans for tonight."
"Oh. Okay. Tomorrow night, then."
"Alright. By Mom, Dad."
"Seeya Harry."
"Bye darling," Lily blew him a kiss, and smiled. "We're gonna grill you for details about your years here."
"Okay, mom. Bye."
"Bye."
And they were gone. The picture was back to normal. Harry looked at it for some time, while the rest of the marauders and maraderettes filed out the door. Finally it was Peter who called him back. "Harry, c'mon!" And he left.