Soul Pieces
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Chapter 25: Truths, Lies and OmissionsThis chapter's events take place between late June and early July.
Somewhere in Scotland
McGonagall's Manor
Harry Potter knew he was in a deep-deep- trouble. How could life have been so difficult? When he thought that things would get better- Bam!- another thing had to happen.
He could say that he was happy. Well, happy maybe not but…content. He knew that raised a child wouldn't be a piece of cake. He knew that despite everything he was still a teenager. For Merlin's Sake, he was only seventeen! He knew they-he- were in a war. He knew he could die.
However, he could never imagine how difficult his life with Hermione could be.
Harry loved her with all his heart. And not only why she was the mother of his child. He loved her because whom she was. Merlin, what a cliché! Harry knew that things weren't easy for her. After all, she had to pass a difficult pregnancy alone. Not to mention that she almost die twice.
Yes, she had almost died twice in less than a year. Last time with Nagini…
Harry noticed that things began to change between him and her since Nagini episode…not that things were great before.
The young wizard wanted to fool himself and say that nothing had changed but he knew it would be a lie. A very poor lie. Hermione became more distance, cold. Even with James she wasn't the same.
Yes, even with James. Harry had found out about the silence charm. It was a couple of days ago, at night. She was reading something that Tonks indicate to her when Jams began to cry. First, she tried to calm him down but he didn't stop so, in a sight of defeat, she cast the charm.
She hadn't noticed that Harry had witnessed the whole scene.
And, oh boy, how he was angry! How could she? He was about to confronted her when he saw she was crying and talking to James,
"Oh, my little baby…I am horrible! I should never be a mom! I can even make you stop to cry. I wasn't raised to be a mom, little one. I don't know what to do. I don't know how to act. I am not like Ginny. I am sure she would be a great mother. She was raised for this. Yes, Ginny would be a better mother…"
Harry wanted to step of his dark spot but he couldn't. Some part of him was still a little angry with her because of the silence charm.
Maybe another day he would talk to her. Maybe another day.
But days had passed and Harry never brought the subject. The truth is he didn't want to bring the subject. One small part of him agreed with her…Ginny could be a better mother.
Yes, a better mother but she wasn't the woman he loved.
And now, he was there.
"Harry? Harry!" Lupin's voice brought Harry back to reality.
"Hã? Sorry, I space out. What are you saying?"
"Harry, I was introducing you to your new trainer: Miss Claire Larousse."
Oh, Merlin, why? Why? Why her?
"Hello, Harry," she said in a low but clear voice.
"Er…'
What he was supposed to say? Merlin, it should be a joke. A very bad joke. How could he train with a woman he had shagged before? God, that wasn't right!
"Remus, Alastor," she said, "I would like to talk with Harry. Alone."
The two men seemed to think that was strange but only nodded and left the room. Harry wanted to left with them. God, he wanted to go to China!
"Harry," she was saying," I know you may be a little, er, confused-"
"I think confused isn't the right word, Claire," he said looking at her. She was different from that night at that club but still gorgeous. She was wearing black robes and her hair was tied in a bun what made she look like a little with Professor McGonagall.
Gosh, bad picture, Potter!
"I know Harry that we didn't know each in a very orthodoxy way. We can pretend that nothing had happened and that today is the first time we meet. But the truth is, Harry, we shagged. We had sex. Period. Nothing will change this fact. However, things are different now. That night I was a little out, if you understand what I mean."
Harry nodded.
"Well, and I did things that I normally wouldn't do. Well, at least not with a seventeen-year boy. However, I not regret anything. I know things change in your life, Harry. I know you are now a dad. And I am happy for you."
"Thank you, Claire," Harry said, a little flushed.
"I will try to make this training not uncomfortable for the both of us, Harry. I want you to have in mind that I am now your teacher. Nothing more, nothing less. We have a mission that is millions times more important than a silly night in a Night Club."
Harry didn't know what to say, so he simply asked,
"Er, so what will you teach me?"
Smiling, she replied,
"I think we should call Remus and Alastor."
"Remus, I just don't understand why I need three teachers. I mean, it's not that I am complaining but this isn't a little too much?" Harry asked.
"Potter," Alastor Moody groaned, "you need to be trained beyond your limits!"
Harry eyes opened wide in horror.
Remus Lupin wanted to laugh at the boys face.
"Harry," Remus began to explain, "you know you are not a ordinary wizard. You know. We know. Voldemort knows. But we also know that you are not prepared. Of course you do things that most of the wizards can't do but this isn't enough. Like when I taught you, Hermione and Ron how to do the accio wand wandless. You were the first to make it. I knew that wasn't difficult for you. But Harry, against Voldemort this little trick is nothing. You need to do real spells wandless. Maybe, who knows, even a stupefy."
"Okay, Remus, but you still didn't answer me. Why three teachers?"
Lupin sighed and answered,
"Because of different proposes, Harry. I will train your defense abilities along with some non-verbal spells. Claire will do your physical training. You know, no matter how good is your magic if you don't have a good physical condition. Especially that wandless magic usually sucks your energy. And Alastor-" Lupin exchanged a nervous glance with Claire and Mad-Eye.
"He will teach me how to kill."
"Yes, Harry, Alastor will teach you how to kill."
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"Argh!" Harry cried in frustration. "I can't! I just can't! This is bloody impossible, Remus!
Remus took a long breath and shook his head.
"No, Harry, this isn't impossible. If it was we weren't here. You just need to focus. This chair won't move if you don't focus."
Harry looked at the chair, as it was some kind of evil thing. He tried again…and failed.
"Remus, I just don't understand! Why it was so easy with my wand?"
"Harry, I want you to understand one thing…summon wandless your own wand is almost, er, a trick. Well, not a trick, really. Because, you, not everyone can make this trick but still…isn't that difficult. You can summon wandless your wand because it is yours."
"What do you mean?" Harry asked confused.
"I am sure that you remember when you went to Olivanders when you were eleven-"
"Yeas-"
"So, and surely he told you that the wand chooses the wizard…How can I make this easy for you to understand? Well, in few words, your wand is part of you. It's a piece of your magic. When you summon it, you are summoning something that already belongs to you. However, this only work- well, at least to norm, er, ordinary wizards- in a non-stress environment. Like, for example, you are in your bed and your wand is in a chair."
"But Remus if the wandless magic only work if I am not in a stress situation-" Harry was saying but Remus cut in.
"That's why we are training Harry. You are not an ordinary wizard. You have the strength to do wandless magic. And I mean really wandless magic. Make this chair move is only the very begin. You have the power to do really magic without your wand. Maybe, who knows, a stupefy or whatever!"
"But Remus, how could you be so certain that I can do this?"
Remus Lupin smiled at the boy.
"First, we both know that you ARE powerful. And second, er, wandless magic is something, er, you know…genetic."
Harry's eyes went wide.
"Who was it? My dad?"
"Yes, your dad."
"Wow, so the wandless magic is within Potter's blood!"
Remus shook his head.
"No, Harry. It wasn't the Potters."
"I don't understand. You said-"
"I said your father, Harry. Not the Potters. Your father was a Potter because his father was a Potter but, of course, his mother wasn't."
"Oh! So, it means that this power came from my grandmother. What was her maiden name?"
"Black," Remus simply said.
Harry gasped.
"Black? As in Sírius Black?"
"Yes, your grandfather Charlus Potter married Dorea Black. But we can talk about this another day. Now, lets try again! I want to see that chair at least stir, Potter!"
England Grimmauld Place 12
Harry was tired. Really tired. Remus was right, wandless magic really sucks your energy.
The young wizard found Hermione feeding James in their bedroom. When she saw him entering the room, Hermione quickly covered herself, stopping the feeding.
"Harry!" she cried indignantly. "You should have knocked!"
Harry sighed.
"Why, Hermione? This is my bloody room too! Merlin! Every time is the same thing! Okay, if it was Ron or Remus! But it's me!"
"I- I t-thought y-you understand," she said between sobs.
Harry closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He was too tired to fight.
"Okay, Hermione. I am sorry, right? Next time I will knock. But tell me, how was your day?" he asked sitting on their bed.
"Oh, it was good! Tonks brought the ingredients for the potion-" she was saying very excited.
"Potion? What Potion?"
"The disguise potion, you silly!"
"Oh. This means-"
"Well, this only the first part. Tonks said that this potion will make me dream, you know?"
"Dream? Dream about what?" asked Harry.
"Faces, random faces. My body will start to choose a form for me."
"Wow, that's cool, Mione!" Harry said taking James into his arms.
"Yep! Now, tell me, how was your day?"
"Exhausting but good," Harry answered without giving many details.
"Tonks said me that you probably have a new teacher-"
Damn Tonks!
"Oh, yeah. Professor Larousse. It's alright," he said.
"What is alright?"
"Professor Larousse. Professor Larousse is alright."
"What is he teaching you?"
He? She things Professor Larousse is a 'he'…
"Physical training."
"Oh. Tonks said it's important to have a physical training. She said that in a few weeks I would start physical training too."
Harry went pale.
"Er, what do mean physical training? With Professor Larousse?"
"Oh, no! With Tonks. Like Ron."
"Oh. Er, and what about Ron? I didn't see him."
"Well, "Hermione said, I think his Animagus training isn't going very well. Apparently he didn't read all the books Professor McGonagall told him to and, it seems, that he couldn't make his first potion-"
"You could help-"
"No, Harry, he has to do this by himself. I know he can. He just need to focus- and- think less about Quidditch," she said and then changed the subject, " Ah, tell me how is McGonagall's manor! Tonks told me that's the new-"
"Yes, that's the new Order's Headquarters. It is a fine place. Bigger than here. It has a backyard like the Burrow."
"Tonks said that McGonagall is the secret keeper," Hermione told Harry.
"Yes. And we can apparated there but we can disapparated. You know, in case of a ambush."
"Oh, yeah! Tonks said-"
"Merlin, Hermione! You only say this! Tonks said! Tonks told me!"
Hermione looked at him in surprise.
"Harry, she is the only person I talk."
"What do you mean by that? I talk to you. Ron talks to you."
"You right Harry. You talk to me not with me. Now it's the first time we are really talking in weeks, Harry! I know this isn't your fault. I know you have to train but it's the truth."
"Sorry, Mione. Do you forgive me?" he asked with puppy eyes.
"How could I not? Oh, Harry, can I borrow Hedwig?"
"Sure, do you want to send a letter to Luna?" he asked as he played with James little fingers.
"Oh, no! It's for Oliver. He-" Hermione was saying when Harry abruptly interrupted her.
"What? Wait a minute! You are sending a letter to Oliver? As in Oliver Wood?" he almost shouted, his blood boiling.
"Of course, Harry! He sent letter congratulation us. You know, because of James-"
"Oh, how nice of him!" Harry said with groan.
"Harry, please don't tell me you are jealous of Oliver!"
"No, I am not jealous! I just think that is a little too much he sending letters to you! What did he want? Maybe he wants another chance!"
"Harry!"
"Now, as the last straw you would say that Viktor is sending letters too!"
Hermione at that moment was angry. Very angry!
"You want the truth, Harry?" Hermione was yelling now, "Yes! Viktor is still writing me letters! He is my friend, you know!"
"Oh, Her-mi- own- nini, this isn't a problem for you, right? After all, I was your friend and I fucked you!" Harry shouted back, without really thinking. "Oh, God, I am sorry-"
With angry tears falling from her eyes, Hermione stood up and left the bedroom without saying a word.
Harry closed his eyes in despair for a minute. Then, he opened them again and looked at his son who was smiling innocently at him.
"Oh, little one, I think your dad made a huge mistake."
Lily Potter was packing when her husband came and questioned her,
"Lil, do you think it's save? I mean, I could-"
"No, she said in a exasperate tone of voice, " you know that have to be me, James. How many times I have to tell you that?"
James Potter ran a hand through his hair and sighed.
"Lil, I know. But you can't ask me to be here with Harry waiting for you…"
"Yes, James, it's exactly what you have to do. You can't go, love. I am sorry."
"But Lily we know how is there and…and…you are a muggleborn!"
"Yeah," she said with a whisper, tears falling from her emerald eyes, "I know. And that what makes me less important than you…and Harry."
"Lily! I am sure Fillius-"
"You know what you are, James. I am only a mudblood with green yes. Lovely green eyes."
Blur
Darkness
A baby.
"Please, not Harry! No my Harry!"
A green light"Nooooooooooooooooo!"
Hermione Granger woke up sweating and crying. Her whole body was shaking. She couldn't believe what she had just dreamed.
Harry who was sleeping in a couch woke up with her scream and ran towards the bed.
"Hermione! Love, what's happened?"
She looked at him with puff eyes. He could see a sadness that he never saw before.
"Oh, Harry! It was horrible!" she said between sobs, totaling forgetting that they were not talking with each other.
"Shhh, sweetie, it's okay now," he said as he hugged her, "do you want to talk about this?"
Hermione shook her head against his chest.
"Mione, I want to say that I am sorry," Harry said in her soft hair, " I am really sorry. I was just so jealous!"
Hermione lifted her head, looked at him and smiled.
"I know, I am sorry too. I should have told you about Viktor's and Oliver's letters."
Harry smiled back and brushed her tears away with a swipe of his thumbs.
"I love you, never doubt about that, Mione," he whispered
"I love you too, Harry."
Leaning to her face, Harry kissed her on the lips, in a soft and gently way.
Everything gonna be alright.
Grimmauld Place, kitchen
Friday morning
"So, Remus, what do you want to talk about?" asked Harry.
"I want to talk with you three about the Order."
"Something happened, Remus?" inquired Hermione in a concerned voice.
"No," said Remus with a smile, "nothing happened. I, well, Professor McGonagall and Alastor just want to ask you three something."
"Oh, what is it?" asked Harry.
"They, well, we want to know if you want to enjoy the Order of Phoenix."
"Blimey!" cried Ron very excited. "Of course we want! But, er, my mom-"
"That's okay, Ron. We had already talked with Molly. That's no need to say that she didn't like it very much, but- she talked with your father and, well, you are eighteen, so- it your decision."
Ron breathed alleviate.
"And you, Harry?" asked Remus.
"Yeah, Remus! Of course!" said Harry just excited like Ron.
Only Hermione didn't say anything. She seemed to be in deep thought. Noticing that, Remus asked the girl,
"And you, Hermione? Don't you want to enjoy the Order?"
"No, it's not that. Of course I want to enjoy the Order but…why now? Why not before?"
"Always the bright one!"
Hermione blushed.
"When Albus die we were lost, Hermione. We had to adjust our internal difficulties, you know?"
The brown eye witch nodded.
"And you three, one way or another were save. You were away from the spot light. But now, it's different. You are returning to Hogwarts. You have right to know what is happening, who are our allies and ours enemies."
"I understand Remus."
"So, tonight we are going to the Headquarters. We have a meeting. You three will be introduced to the others and vice versa. Oh, and Hermione, Molly asked if you could bring James. She is dying to see him again."
At Night
McGonagall Manor
" Harry, dear!" cried Mrs. Weasley while she hugged him. "How are you?"
"Fi-fine, Mrs. Weasley. Fine, thank you."
"Mom! You are suffocating him!" said Ron.
"Oh, sorry my dear!" she said, releasing him, "Now, let me see James!"
Hermione who was beside Harry smiled and let Molly Weasley take James from her arms.
"Oh, he is so beautiful!" Mrs. Weasley said with red eyes. "Don't you think, Ginny dear?"
Ginny Weasley who was in silence until that moment replied looking straight into Harry's eyes,
"Yes, mom. Like Harry."
Hermione bitted her bottom lip but didn't say anything.
Noticing Hermione, Harry decided to change the subject.
"I think we should call Wincky, don't you think Hermione? The meeting is about to start."
"Sure, love."
"Why do you want to call the house elf, Harry dear?" asked Molly Weasley.
"Oh, its for James, you know. While we are in the meeting."
"Oh, dear! It's not necessary! Ginny can watch him, right?"
"Of course, mom. It's a pleasure. Anything for Harry."
"No, no! Wincky will love-"
"shhh, dear. It's settled. Ginny will watch James. Oh, look! Remus is calling!"
Before they entered the room, Harry stopped Hermione and said looking at her,
"I love you, Hermione. Only you."
"I know."
"Good. Now give me a kiss and lets enter."
"Well, so, Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley. Miss Granger, these are the members of Order of Phoenix. Well, at least the major part. We were expecting for-" Minerva McGonagall was saying when the door opened and Oliver Wood entered the room.
"What the hell he is doing here!" yelled Harry.
"Harry!" said Hermione grabbing his hand.
"Mister Potter, Oliver Wood is an Order member. If you have any personal issue with him here is not the place. Am I clear?"
"Yes, madam. I am sorry."
Oliver didn't say anything. He only smiled at Hermione (much to Harry's displeasure) and took a seat.
"Sorry for the delay," he finally said.
"It's okay, mister Wood. Now, who wants to report something?" spoke the Headmistress.
"Severus contacted me, Minerva," said Remus.
At the mention of Snape's name everybody began to speak at the time.
"Silence!" cried Mad-Eye, "Let's hear Lupin!"
"He said that Vol, er, sorry, You-Know-who's main target now is really Hermione and James."
Harry closed his eyes in despair and angry. The room was silence.
"But how did he know?" asked Hermione, breaking the silence. "Okay, I am the main target. Big News. But how did he know? I mean, he isn't, er, working, with Voldemort anymore, right?"
"No," said Remus.
"So, I ask again; how did he know? Professor Moody, the Order has another spy in Voldemort's inner circle?"
"First I am not your professor, Granger," spoke Mad-Eye, "but answering your question, no, the only spy we have, er, had, was Snape."
Hermione shook her head.
"What are you thinking, Miss Granger?" asked professor McGonagall.
"I think that there is someone who is not exactly loyal to the dark lord. Someone that maybe, isn't loyal to us, but certainly is loyal to Snape. I mean, come on, how Snape knew all those things? How he knew that Bellatrix would attack Luna and I in Hogsmeade? How he knew about Nagini? Someone is telling him!"
"This makes sense, Hermione," said Remus, "but who? Why only talk to Severus and not to us?"
"That's what we have to find out, Lupin," replied Moody. "We have to find out who could betrayal the dark lord but can't or want come to us."
Suddenly, a name came to Harry's mind. He shook his head. Nah, that's impossible. Right?
The reunion continued for at least more two hours until McGonagall dismissed everyone. Before, Harry left the room, Remus asked to talk with him. Alone.
"Ron, Hermione go ahead."
"Okay, Harry," Ron and Hermione replied.
"Severus also told me another thing, Harry," Remus said when they were finally alone.
"What he said?"
"He said that you, Ron and Hermione are wrong."
Harry raised an eyebrow.
"Hã?"
"He said that-"
"No, I understand but I don't have the faintest idea what he is talking about, Remus."
"Harry-"
"No, Remus I swear. I don't know what he is talking about. I will talk with Mione and Ron. Maybe, they- but, really, I am lost here."
Remus Lupin thought that Harry wasn't telling the truth but didn't say anything and only nodded.
"Now, if you excuse me, I want to see my son," Harry said and left the room, leaving a frustrated Remus Lupin behind.
When Harry didn't see Hermione and James with Ginny and Ron, who were talking with the twins, he asked where they were.
"Er, mate," said Ron with his ears red," she, well-"
"Oh, Merlin's Sake, Ronald!" cried Ginny. "Hermione is there with Oliver Wood!"
And she pointed with a finger Hermione and Oliver talking in a corner. Oliver had James in his arms. Harry's heart dropped to his stomach as jealousy rolled through him and he didn't even bore to reply. He simply turned around and walked very fast towards the couple.
Abruptly, the dark hair wizard took James from Oliver's arms and called loudly, an edge to his voice
"What are you doing!"
"Harry!" cried Hermione.
"What was he doing with my son?"
"Mate, calm down-"
"I am not your mate, Wood!"
Hermione who was a little annoyed with Harry's outburst asked Oliver to leave so she could talk with Harry alone.
"It's okay, Mi, " said Oliver Wood kissing her cheek. Harry groaned.
"Now, tell me, Harry James Potter, " said Hermione after Oliver left, "What the reason of this?"
"What's the reason? What's the reason? You were talking to him, Hermione! He was with James!"
Hermione was about to reply when something behind Harry caught her attention. She tensed immediately.
"What she is doing here?"
Harry raised an eyebrow and turned around to see whom Hermione was talking about.
It was Claire. She was talking with McGonagall.
Oh my sweet Merlin…
"What she is doing here, Harry?" Hermione asked again.
"Hermione-" Harry began.
However the young didn't wait for Harry say anything and nearly ran towards the Headmistress and Claire.
"What she is doing, professor?" asked Hermione.
"Oh, miss Granger! Please meet Professor Claire Larousse. She is training Mister Potter-"
"Professor Larousse?" interrupted Hermione with a trembling voice," But-but Professor Larousse isn't a man?"
Claire laughed.
"I am sure I am not a man!"
AN: Well, that was a long chapter! I hope you liked it. Just a few things:
everything I wrote has a reason, okay? Every reaction, action, dream…
Charlus Potter and Dorea Black really "exist". You can take a look at Hp-lexigus (The black family tree).
Thank you everyone who reviewed!
Kisses!