A/N: I'm going to make this clear. I don't own the Harry Potter series or it's characters. That right goes to JK Rowling

If you haven't yet, read before this story:

The Son and Nephew of the Maurders: The Sorcerer's Stone
The Son and Nephew of the Maurders: The Chamber of Secrets

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Laughter Helps with the Patronus Charm

After Christmas, the night before out on the night before the term started.

"Had a good Christmas?" he said.

Knowing Wood was really asking if Harry got a new broom yet, Harry answered, "I got a new Firebolt for Christmas."

"A Firebolt? No! Seriously? A—a real Firebolt?"

"Yeah," Ron responded. "Harry's dad and uncles got together and got him one."

"That's great!" Wood started getting excited as if Christmas had just came for a second time. "I mean—I was sure your dad would get you another Nimbus—"

"I asked dad not to get me a Nimbus," Harry said. "It didn't seem right after—you know, and I haven't been feeling right riding the school's nimbus 2000s since then anyway. But I thought dad would get me a Cleansweep or Comet model, but apparently Uncle Padfoot convince him it was time I had a broom that matches my skills."

"I'm glad he did," Wood said. "A real Firebolt, on our team…"

Ginny sat down. "You told him about the Firebolt, didn't you?"

"How did you find out?" Ron asked.

"Hermione and I stayed in contact over the holiday," Ginny explained. "Don't worry, I haven't told Fred and George yet. I thought Harry would keep it a secret until next practice."

"I would if it wasn't for the fact Wood would not leave me alone until I tell him," Harry said.

"Good point," Ginny said.

Classes started again the next day and Hagrid announced that they were working on Gnomes when the weather warms up, and until then they will be working with Salamanders.

These salamanders weren't the kind Muggles were use to. These were reptiles that live in fire, which is why Hagrid had a bonfire full of them. All they had to do was keep the fire going. Muggles Studies started the new term off with how muggles manage to lift heavy objects without magic.

As for Harry's lessons, after Defense Against the Dark Arts, Remus told Harry they can pick up where they left off Thursday Evening at his dad's dorm since they postpone the last one so Harry could go to Hogsmeade. Remus even informed Harry that Sirius had pulled through and got them a boggart. Although Harry was able to produce a patronus shield against a Dementor, Harry was okay with sticking to practicing on a boggart-dementor as it will help him prepare better the next time a dementor shows up.

That night Harry made a list of memories he felt were at least close to being as powerful as seeing his mother in the Mirror of Erise: breaking the school record of catching a snitch five minutes in a game, earning the special service reward after saving Ginny from the Basilisk and solving the 50 year mystery of Myrtle's death, humiliating Malfoy in a match of catching golfballs to see who was the better seeker with Gryffindor Chaser throwing for Malfoy and Slytherin Chaser throwing for Harry; anything Harry thought might help.

At eight o'clock on Thursday evening, Harry left Gryffindor Tower for the History of Magic classroom. It was dark and empty when he arrived, but he lit the lamps with his wand and waited. Harry knew his dad had class tonight so it wasn't a surprise when Remus turned up, carrying a large packing case, which he heaved onto the coffee table.

"Okay Harry, since you can already defend against a few Dementors, tonight we are going to work on making your patronus stronger," Remus said. "Remember, this spell is really difficult, and the fact you are already able to produce a shield while facing Dementors at your age is remarkable, but as you know from the Quidditch Fiasco, there's a difference between fighting a few dementors and fighting hundreds of them. Also keep in mind that even if you master the Patronus Charm, even the best wizards and witches would need help when facing so many dementors, so don't feel bad if you pass out the next time you face an army of them."

"Okay," Harry understood.

Remus grasped the lid of the packing case and pulled.

A dementor rose slowly from the box, it hooded face turned toward Harry, one glistening, scabbed hand gripping it's cloak. The lamps around the classroom flickeored and went out. The boggart stepped from the box and started to sweep silently toward Harry, drawing a deep rattling breath. A wave of piercing cold broke over him.

Harry focused on the time he humiliated Malfoy last year. "Expecto Patronum! Expecto Patronum! Expecto—"

But the classroom and the dementor were dissolving as Harry fell through a white fog. That was when he heard his mother's voice: "Not Harry! Not Harry! Please—I'll do anything—"

"Stand aside. Stand aside, girl!"

"Harry!"

Harry jerked back to life. He was lying flat on his back on the floor. The room was alight again.

"I take it you tried a different memory than the previous two times?" Remus asked as he handed Harry a chocolate frog.

Harry nodded as he ate the frog. "I thought it wouldn't hurt to try different memories. Sorry."

"Don't be. I agree with the idea, but judging from what just happen, you'll need something stronger," Remus said. "That is if you want to continue…"

"Yeah, let's get this over with," Harry said.

This time Harry focused on when he and his friends got the Special Service Reward last year for saving Ginny and solving the mystery of Myrtle's death. How happy he was that the same reward Voldemort gotten for blaming Hagrid for his crimes was finally taken down because of their actions.

"Ready?" said Remus, gripping the box lid.

"As ready as I can be," Harry said.

"Go!" said Remus, pulling off the lid. The room went icily cold and dark once more. The dementor glided forward, drawing tis breath; one rotting hand extending toward Harry—

"Expecto Patronum!" Harry yelled. "Expecto Patronum! Expecto Pat—"

A white fog obsurbed his senses. He heard what sound like a door being beaten off it's hinges.

"Not now! James hasn't come back yet!" Harry heard his mother before the door was broke open with a cackling high pitched laughter—

"Harry! Harry… wake up…"

Remus was shaking Harry, as he finally awaken. This time Harry knew why he was on the floor.

"DANG IT!" Harry complained.

"Harry, maybe we should stop for the night," Remus said. "Maybe give you some time to think more about which memories were strong enough…"

"No!" Harry said. He got up again. "I got to do this, Uncle Moony. I'm just not thinking happy enough—I just need to focus on—"

Harry stopped as a thought occur to him: Laughter. Harry felt stupid for not thinking of it sooner. True laughter often happens when a person is happy.

"One more time, Uncle Moony," Harry said in a serious tone. "I got this."

"Okay," Remus said as he grabbed the lid. "Ready?"

Harry focus on the night he and his friends (minus Hermione at the time) snuck a dungbomb into the Weasley Twin's room and hid it. The laughter they had hearing Fred and George arguing over who snuck a dungbomb in their room.

"Ready!" Harry said trying to hide his chuckle.

Remus opened the lid, but this time the Dementor wasn't able to get close to Harry before he yelled: "Expecto Patronum!"

A silvery wisp shot out of Harry's wand. It was stronger, that was sure. Harry could feel the difference coming out of his wand.

"Riddikulus!" roared Lupin, springing forward. The Dementor disappeared as a full moon image took its' place before being forced into the packing box.

"Well, that was definitely stronger," Remus said. "What was that memory?"

"Don't tell Fred and George this, but it was the time Ron Neville and I hid a dungbomb in the Weasley twins' room," Harry said. "I thought back to what you taught me about Boggarts, and thought that since laughter is trigger by happiness, then a memory of something that made me laugh might work with the charm."

Remus nodded. "Good choice. I don't think even the wisest wizards out there would think of laughter being the key to happy memories against Dementors. Here—"

He handed Harry a large bar of Honeyduke's best chocolate.

Harry was all to happy to eat the chocolate. Remus called it for the night and escorted Harry back to Gryffindor Tower.0

…

Before the holidays, any hope Hufflepuff had in regaining the Quidditch cup was dashed away with Ravenclaw's victory over them. Apparently the new quidditch matches were set up by houses victories and losses after the first game as if Hufflepuff won they would get to compete against Slytherin.

With that, it was decided for the change up the loser between Ravenclaw and Slytherin house. Slytherin won that match which put Ravenclaw on second place in the cup, which meant Gryffindors were facing them next. If Gryffindors win, they would tie for first against Slytherin, who like Gryffindors haven't lost a game yet as it seems Malfoy has improved his skills as a seeker compared to last year just enough that it matter enough that the Nimbus 2001 were now the second fastest brooms in school (after Harry's Firebolt of course). Of course, Malfoy didn't know his broom stick was now the second fastest broom.

Just as Oliver tried to keep Harry a secret weapon during his first game in his first year of Hogwarts, they decided to try to keep Harry's firebolt a secret weapon for their next match. Of course, it meant that Harry was back to riding the school's Nimbus 2000s, but Harry knew it be worth it when he gets to show off that now not only he has the skills to be the best seeker in the school, but also the fastest broom to match it.

It was just a shame that Slytherin House didn't lose the last match though, because Harry really wanted to show off his new broom against Malfoy, but he decided the face Malfoy will have when he realize his broom is no longer the fastest in Gryffindor's match against Ravenclaw would be good enough.

With everything going on, Hermione been helping Harry keep on schedule, which includes time to work on happy memories that now included laughter. It helped that Harry grew up with not only the Weasley twins but three of the original Maurders. Heck there were many times Tonks made Harry laugh with her morphing abilities.

That night, Harry was working over his homework with his friends. Harry found himself glad that he didn't take Arithmancy and Study of Ancient Runes after one look at Hermione's homework. The Arithmancy homework alone was a number chart and how it involves magic. Harry already knew about seven and thirteen as he often heard Professor Trewany use them to find an excuse to see when Harry was going to die.

Someone must of opened the window, because at that moment Pig flew in and perched on Ron's head.

"Pig! What are you doing here?" Ron complained as his little owl hooted and jumped onto his homework. "Hey get off that! I'm trying to work."

Crookshanks must of used that moment to help Pig out as he jumped on Ron's papers and started scratching through them.

"Seriously? Hermione do something!" Ron complained.

"Come here Crookshanks," Hermione said picking up her cat, saving Ron's homework, just as Pig flew up and landed back on Ron's head.

"Sometimes I think those two are in cohorts with each other," Ron complained as everyone laughed as Harry got another memory to add to his list.

A/N: I know I pushed Harry two steps back on the Patronus Charm, but I need Harry to realize if he was going to master the Patronus charm he can't rely on the same memory