Chapter Twenty Nine:
Speak up and things will turn for the better…
Harry was stuck lying in bed for the next couple of days. He did not however complain about it, for once. Since he had his family by his side, nothing could dent his jovial mood. Not even Voldemort and his regular bursts of rage.
Yes, Voldemort had been particularly furious with his death eaters for not succeeding their tasks. Harry knew this as he felt this fury the majority of the time. He suffered as well when he punished his followers, and heard his voice when he hissed in rage at them. It was none to lovely, but he bore with it; after all his family was there to help in through it.
His family, two words that brought a beam to his face every occasion he used them. 'My family, my family, mine' he would chant in his mind with a grin on his face 'all mine'…
James was positioned in front of the bathroom mirror in Hogwarts. Dumbledore had provided them all with rooms for their brief stay while Harry was healing; it was not like they had a house anymore.
He fixed his robes and gazed at his reflection. It was the first time he had worn his wizard's robes in fifteen years, he had been stuck in the life of a muggle for far too long, and he was glad to be back.
He tried his best to flatten his unruly hair, before pushing his wire-framed glasses to the peak of his nose, and grinned into the mirror. He remembered how he used to do this same routine when he was back in school… ahh the memories.
He smoothed out his simple black robes and seized his wand off the bedside table. He had some business to take care of…
Sirius was walking along the halls of Hogwarts looking around and drinking in the warm homey feeling that he had missed for years. It had been a long while since he had walked these halls without a care in the world. He was safe to do so now as it was summer. Nobody was there to see the great convict and murderer Sirius Black roaming the halls in search of a new prey.
He looked at all the pictures and remembered certain ones from his days here at school. He saw several that seemed to recognize him as the seventeen year old boy that had left the school years ago, and they seemed to cower in fear at what the marauder might do to them this time. Back in the marauder school days, the four boys used to run about the school terrorizing the portraits almost right out of their frames.
Sirius chuckled at the memories, the memories of the good times. The times were getting better then they had been now, well at least for him. He had his best friends back and he could not be happier…
Lily sat outside by the lake; this was her spot back in her days here at Hogwarts. It was well known to her friends, that whenever she was angry she would come down to the waters edge and stare into the black water. She remembered several occasions when she came there to calm herself down, after a heated row with her now husband, James. She chuckled remembering how she and he used to be enemies of the worst kind, they hated each other well… she hated him.
It was also quite well known that James possessed anything but hate for Lily. And now so many years later they were married with three children, yes three. She finally had all her babies back, but they weren't babies anymore. They were all grown up some more than others…
Remus was sitting near the Whomping Willow; how this seemed to calm him he had no idea. The whomping willow was a big reminder of a label he had acquired long ago… Werewolf. But yet he found comfort in the fact that it was there, it kept him safe and out of harms way at the full moon when he was most vulnerable and therefore it strangely put him at ease when he needed it to.
He was thinking back to all those times when he had adventures with this tree, with his friend's. Full moons where they would prance around on the grounds, in their animal forms. They had not a care in the world. Or their trips up to the shrieking shack at Halloween to spook the residents of Hogsmeade with their screams and racket. Those were the good days were nothing could go wrong, and there was always a joke that could be made; well the good days were back now. The marauders were back; with a new generation ready to follow once they had completed there 'marauder training' of course.
Remus could not be happier he was back among his 'family' and those he loved and the he could not ask for more than that.
Isabelle sat in a chair in the living chambers of the small common room set aside for the potters use while they were here. She was currently writing in her diary, telling the inanimate object all about what had happened in the last week or so.
Dear diary,
Can you believe it! my brother he is alive! Mum and dad went to visit a friend a week or so ago, and they came back with more news than I could dream of. that my brother Harry, was in fact alive and had been for the past sixteen years.
I could not believe it I had a whole other brother that I never even heard of, with the exception of when dad and mum mentioned him or seeing his picture on the fridge.
The whole time that we all thought he was dead, he thought that mum and dad were dead and that we did not even exist, and it took him a while to accept that we are telling the truth.
A few days after mum and dad originally met him; me and Brandon met him at our house. He looks exactly like us and dad, and inherited mums eyes. He is the best big brother that I think anyone could ever ask for, and what he did for Brandon saving him and everything.
Oh I knew I forgot to tell you something. a little while after we met him we were playing a game of quidditch – he is a bloody awesome flyer by the way- and after he won the game for us he had this weird vision thingy. I am not even totally sure what happened, but he was writhing around on the floor. Then suddenlyhe like woke up saying that death eaters were coming.
Now I was not entirely sure what that meant, how could he know this and what exactly was he saying about death eaters? I mean mum and dad talked of them being a big threat in the past and that they killed a lot of people, but they have never really delved into to much of the dark days of the past, it was to painful for them But naturally we all rushed inside to try and get out but they had found us first.
They attacked and eventually during one of the duels, the place caught fire and the death eaters abandoned their mission and fled. We all rushed outside; except for Harry who went back when he heard Brandon screaming.
He saved Brandon's life and then tried to get out himself but was losing consciousness that is when Sirius – Harry's godfather and dad's best friend- came in as well and saved his life.
Now Harry is in the hospital wing recovering from his injuries, I talked with his friends when he was unconscious about what Harry did and they told me it was not the first time. Can you believe he has taken on Dragons and trolls and … WOW I am sure that I can learn a bazillion things from him!
Well I better go for now…
Sincerely,
Isabelle.
She knew that the whole entry sounded like she was absolutely obsessed with her older brother which was just a bit dodgy, but she wasn't. She was just excited and amazed at all the things he had done. He was a great role model, and he could probably teach her a lot that her home schooling had not covered.
She hoped that Harry did not hate her. She hoped that he did not think her annoying, and he therefore would not hang out or talk with her. She did not know that her twin brother was thinking along the same lines though…
Brandon was thinking in his room. He was wondering about what Harry probably thought of him now. He was disappointed that he needed Harry's help to get out of the situation he was in. He knew plenty of things about wizardry and plenty of spells. But he could never have applied them in a battle like that; he never had needed to before. He was at least proud that he had been able to knock Malfoy out for a small amount of time, but it was not enough time for his brother to escape unscathed.
He hoped that his older brother didn't hate him because he left him to a week in the hospital wing. He looked up to Harry whether he was man enough to admit so or not. His older brother seemed to have a hold on everything around him. He had mad quidditch skills, a steady wonderful beautiful girlfriend, incredible impressive skill with a wand… he was practically a saint. A saint was far from what his brother actually was seeing he had just as many flaws, but Brandon only saw the good in his brother, and there was a lot of good in Harry, to many good qualities to count…
James was walking along the hall and saw Sirius walking towards him from the opposite direction. His emotions turned to jealousy once more, he could not control it. As much as he loved Sirius, he just could not hide the feeling of envy that he felt every time he saw him interact with Harry.
"Hey Prongs"
"Hey" James said softly trying his best to not to explode.
"What's up?"
"Nothing"
"I'm going to see Harry you want to come with me"
"Why do you have to go see him, he is not your son" James snapped unable to contain that green-eyed monster anymore.
"What are you saying?" Sirius said clearly confused as to why James seemed angry.
"I am saying that Harry is MY SON NOT YOURS" James said his calm demeanor broke out into an all out yell. He couldn't help it he was drowning in a pool of jealousy and the words just dripped right out of his mouth.
Sirius seemed to have gotten the message as his facial expression changed to one of apologetic and guilt. He realized what it must look like now to James. It looked to him as if he was taking his place, first with having been there when he needed comfort and then saving him from the fire; he needed to clear this up.
"James I am sorry I never meant to take your place and I don't intend to do so" Sirius started, he saw that James was still glaring at him and it seemed his words had no effect, actions spoke louder.
"Look I am sorry… I'll just leave, go see your son" Sirius said sadly and he started to walk off. He felt guilty how could he have taken on such a fatherly role with Harry and not even realize it. Damn he was stupid.
"Sirius wait!" James turned to face Sirius distancing frame, as he realized that Sirius intended to leave. He did not mean for Sirius to leave he would never want him to leave not so many years after he had finally gotten him- his best friend- back. All James wanted was for Sirius to let him be a father to Harry, something he had never really gotten the chance to do.
Sirius stopped in his tracks and turned around, to see James catching up to him.
James stopped walking when he reached Sirius. "I am sorry I just feel like I don't have a place with Harry anymore, he comes to you for everything and you saved him not me. I should have been there for him in that fire I'm…" James stopped his rant; he could not put what he was feeling into words it just didn't make sense.
"James, I am not contrary to what you may think trying to overtake you, just understand that Harry has not known you that long. You are practically a stranger to him. Now, he comes to me because I have known him for longer he trusts me more, with right to seeing he never knew you before. As for why I rescued him, for one you were busy trying to save your other son, you were distraught just like all those years back,. I acted quickly in order to make sure that Harry got out, I was not trying to get one over on you. Not to mention the fact that I owed Harry a life debt anyways and I thought it might be time to repay it." Sirius explained.
"I am sorry Sirius I didn't mean to accuse you I just…" once again James stopped he could not find the words to what he had felt. But he was glad that Sirius had come up with reasons and had boldly stated that he was not trying to take his position of Father.
"It's alright prongsie, its over and done with and now there is no more matters to discuss right?" Sirius asked.
"Right" James said feeling a little guilty for thinking such jealous thoughts over such a silly thing as Sirius trying to overtake him; he should have known that Sirius would never do that.
The two pulled into a brotherly embrace, and quickly separated a moment later, smiling that there was no animosity between them anymore.
"Oh and prongs, if you want some advice, just tell Harry that your there for him, make him see that he can trust you to," Sirius said almost too wise for himself.
"I have, but it isn't working" James complained frustrated.
"Just keep trying, eventually the ice will break"
"I guess," James said a plan already forming in his head as to what he should do.
"Good, well as I said before all the kafuffle I am going to see my godson, you coming?"
"No later, I have some business to take care of now" James said with a knowing grin on his face.
Sirius looked at him curiously but just nodded his head and waved before heading off to the hospital wing to see Harry Potter…
James walked out onto the grounds and down to the gates, somebody's birthday was in a few days and he was going to make sure that he got something that might make up some of the large debt that he and lily owed him. With that James apparated to London, fully set on knowing what he was about to do…
A.N. so whose birthday do you think it is? What do you think is happening next? Did you like this chapter? James and Sirius' jealousy issues are for the most part resolved there is probably not going to be any more issues involving jealousy with them but I plan on having a few spars here and there between them not to mention the ones that will evolve between Harry and the two.
Sorry for not having updated recently I just had my mates over and we were all having just a ton of fun well there was that and large amounts of alcohol... I mean tee he. Well anyways sorry but the updates should be more regular now. I plan on writing a chapter once a day of one of my story and then spending the next day or if I have time the time after writing the chapter editing it so tell me if I do good or not I am trying to get better at that stuff.
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