The Potters Gets Good Advice from a Werewolf

Harry Potter's not mine. If it was, it'd be about a million new books coming soon!

The Potters Gets Good Advice from a Werewolf (and a mission from Snape)

Draco was now well again, and up to his own mischief. He knocked on the door to Professor Snape. "Who's it?" asked an irritated voice.

"Draco, Sir." After a come in was heard and the door was opened, Draco finally got to say what he came for. "Professor. I heard Weasley call Potter James and not Harry. What does it mean?" Draco really wanted an answer.

"So you've figured out have you?" Snape muttered. "I know, Draco. Keep it to yourself this is of interest to the Dark Lord himself." Draco nodded and backed out of the room where Snape was seated writing a letter.

Draco would find a way to use this information without coming in the way for the dark lord. He'd take it out on that Potter for breaking his nose!

"Sirius?" asked as familiar voice and for some reasons Sirius jumped out in surprise. "Sorry Remus!" Sirius sighed. "I'm glad it was only you, and not someone else."

"Who else should I be, Sirius?" asked Remus suspiciously. Sirius cursed inside. Remus could sense that something was wrong. "Who else should I be, Sirius?" Remus asked more threatening.

He'd have to tell the truth. It was not like Remus wouldn't get to know it anyway. "I hate it how you try to be our stand in mother!" Sirius sighed. "James will as usual break up with his date, but this time…"

He hesitated.

"This time her brother actually approached me and said he'd challenge Prongs if his sister gets her heart broken." As Sirius spoke he saw Remus face change to an expression which told Sirius that this was ridiculous.

"I've told you, it would eventually go wrong once."

James was so depressed after the incident on the quidditch field. He didn't eat, and hardly slept anything. This was bad, Hermione and Ron thought. If it'd been Harry they'd managed to comfort him, but James was different.

They didn't know him that well, and quidditch was obviously his life.

Maybe it was the effect of the loss of quidditch, or maybe it was Umbridge herself that did it, but that night James exclaimed, "I need to get out of the school! I'm going to Hogsmead!"

And when James Potter had decided on something he had really decided on it.

Harry knew what he had to do. But couldn't face it. He should break up with that sweet girl. "Hey Emily," he called over to her. "Yes?" she stopped in the hallway and went over to him. "I know what you're going to say James, and you know as well as I that it'll be disappointing!"

"How can you talk about honour?"

She was making a scene and it wasn't good. People were already starting to surround them. "Emily, I..." he hadn't even dumped her yet. Seemed like he didn't have to after all.

"You always go on one date with a girl, pretending to love her, but in the end, you just say that it wasn't right. You always say that. Why? Just because you love Evans? There are other girls out there, you know!"

"Like me for instance!" she yelled, then hit him with a real girl slap.

She then ran off, and Harry stood there, nailed to the floor. "Ouch", he muttered. About ten girls took affair at once, and ran over, offering him moral support and handkerchiefs.

"Thank you," he muttered, and about five girls sighed at once.

"If you'll just excuse me." Harry started to make his way out. Walking fast down the hall. Suddenly a girl appeared, one of Lily's friends if we weren't mistaken. "Hey, Potter!" she called over to him and stopped him.

Harry liked her. Maybe because she, just like Lily, weren't suddenly brain-dead when he approached. He knew all the girls at Hogwarts were bright and really cool, the just seemed to... change when he came too close.

"I have to warn you, Potter. I heard that Emily White girl say she'd get her brother beat you up if you left her, which you obviously just did!" She stared into his eyes. "I'd be careful if I were you."

She then turned her heal and walk away again.

Harry called over "thank you!" and suddenly didn't know what to do. Would he be beaten up? He started to walk again, not knowing where he was going.

The next day was a Sunday and all of them sneaked through the secret passage way and out in the little town. "Why did we have to come along?" asked Hermione a little upset there they wandered under the invisibility cloak.

They manoeuvred themselves out of Honey dukes where James snatched a chocolate frog, (of course leaving behind some money) and they went over to The Broomsticks to get a cup of butterbeer.

"I'm feeling suffocated at school for the first time ever!" James sighed. "It's no fun being Harry, and it's no fun having Umbridge around! I'm sick of this! I'll need to get into Snape's office as soon as possible!"

Hermione sighed. "James it's not that easy. We need a plan first!"

"Did you hear me, Mione? ASAP!" James emptied his cup. Then suddenly he brightened up. "Remus!" he called over the entire bar. The werewolf looked up at him, and grinned too. James ran over to him.

"Hey Mooney, old pal!" Then smirkingly he added, "really meant that part where I said old. You look shabby as usual."

Remus sighed. "Glad to see you to Prongs. How're you doing?"

James sighed, "not to well. I've been banned from quidditch!" And once more Remus sighed. "I think you'll need to get back fairly soon, James." He hinted for them to follow him outside again. "James, I think the past is changing because of you and Harry. What if it becomes completely different and you never even got married to Lily?"

Hermione gasped, "would that mean that Harry would never exist. He'd never stop... You know who!?" Remus shuddered. "I don't know. Maybe someone else would be the chosen one, but we wouldn't know that weren't supposed to be Harry."

Ron, who looked very confused by all of this, started adding two and two together. "so, you're saying that if we don't get Harry and James to switch back soon... Harry won't exist anymore!?"

Remus nodded. "What are we going to do?"

"James, you told me Snape know who you are right?" James nodded, he was starting to be afraid, very afraid. He didn't want to change the past.

"That is bad! He may or may not be a death eater. Dumbledore trusts him of course, and thus I do to, but Severus might tell Voldemort who you are under pain or torture. Voldemort might see straight through him. Then what? James, if Voldemort kills you, there'll never be a Harry Potter to stop him!"

The realisation started to light in James' brain. "Wow... that's really bad..."

"We need a plan to get you back!" Hermione said, her voice trembling, nearly crying. "I don't want Harry to just... disappear!"

Meanwhile Harry was just trying to do that. Disappear. He hoped that Emily's brother wouldn't start following him yet. He needed to confront Remus or Sirius! Without knowing why he was suddenly standing in the library.

Why? He didn't know. Well, that was not entirely true. Some part of him wanted to find Hermione. She'd solve all his problems, he just knew it. Instead of Hermione, he found Sirius younger brother who was talking to his mother.

Lily was obviously comforting the younger boy. He didn't seem to mind that she was a Gryffindor and a muggle born. "It's OK, Regulus, you don't need to be brave like your brother. You have to live your own life" Harry heard her say.

He suddenly fell deep in love with her. Well, not that kind of love that James obviously felt, but the kind of love you have towards your mother. The strongest love in the world. The one that even saved him from lord Voldemort.

"But he... he could get away. I'm stuck. Well, I don't want to leave either, it's just that... I wish they could be more found of me because I am all the things Sirius isn't to them, but all they care about is using me to make Sirius depressed! It's always about him!" Regulus sobbed.

As Harry tried to take a few steps back and not interrupt, he crashed into a bookshelf, and five books fell on top of him. It was like drawn out of a cartoon. Of course Lily and Regulus looked up. Why wouldn't they.

"Sorry!" Harry said apologising to the librarian, who shushed on him. Regulus got up, took his bag and left past Harry sending him a hateful glance. Lily sighed, as Harry put the books back, and came over to her.

"I'm so sorry! I was looking for Remus, and..."

"Well, he's not here." Lily started to gather her books. "I'm sorry, Lily. I didn't mean to listen, I just got so... startled, that's all. You... talking to Sirius' brother and all." Lily gave him a short, sad smile.

"I've never seen such a sad family. You're a sad person because you lack the most obvious feelings and carefulness, but the Black family is sad in a completely different way. Sirius has an excuse for ending up like a twat, you have none! Coming from a good family and everything." She sighed heavily.

(A/N This is obviously the day where everyone sighs. Including me, that is. But I'm sighing because I've only written about 1600 words, and only four word pages and I feel like updating, but it's not enough. Have pity on me, please!)

For a while they stood there, only looking at each other. A whole minute passed. "I don't understand you Potter. I'm usually quite quick about making out people's characters and reasons for everything, but you behave so stupid for no reason what so ever."

She shook her head, took her bag over her shoulder and left.

The next few days the trio though like mad on how to get into Snape's office and get James into the pensive. "How!?" James might suddenly yell, as he supposedly did his homework.

"Argh!" He yelled at breakfast when he couldn't handle it anymore! "I need to get back, and I'll just ask Snivelus to send me back!"

James got up and went down to the dungeon. They were having Potions anyway so he wouldn't be late for class if he was talking to the professor teaching it. He stopped outside his office and knocked three times.

"Professor, I need to talk to you!" James said as he entered without even waiting for a "come in" from Snape. "What is it Potter?" Snape looked like a big, disgusting insect had just entered his office. A very good start to it!

"Hello, Professor. How's it's going?" James asked. "It's such a long time since we really talked together, isn't it?"

What was wrong with that boy. He got more and more stupid every time Snape laid eyes on him. No wonder he'd eventually get himself killed. James was obviously desperate to behave like that. But why?

Snape had obviously never seen James desperate before. Like the one time Sirius stole his last cauldron cake, or that time when he hadn't even started on a two monthly essay to McGonagall that were to be handed inn two hours later.

"I hears you've got a pensive and was wondering if I could see some of your memories together with you. Just to remember the good ol' days."

Severus Snape liked to see Potter this desperate and was curious to who see how far he could go. Would Potter get down on his knees and beg him? Would he do anything for him?

"First you have to do me a little favour," Snape said smirking evilly as usual. If James had known what his thoughts were he would've backed out of the room at once. He knew of course that Snape wouldn't just say yes, but this didn't sound too good.

"I want you to go to the Malfoy manner and get something for me. I forgot it last time I was there, and since you know Draco and all it shouldn't be too difficult now should it? If you can bring back a little red box, with a silver ring in it, which is what I forgot, I might grant you your trip back to the past."

Sirius had been looking for Harry everywhere. Remus had helped for a while, but since it was a full moon the next day he'd left for the hospital wing.

It's not that Sirius was very miserable not having Harry around. He was more trouble than James was! He really missed James, the one who had brought him to life. One the first train ride they'd been friends, tough Sirius had even told James that his whole family had been to Slytherin.

He decided to head back to the common room. Harry was probably there already, since Sirius hadn't checked there for a while. As he came to the hall where the portrait lay he stopped before he rounded the last corner.

He'd heard the voice of Lily Evans.

"Severus, none of my friends understands why I'm still hanging around you. They dislike you, and after everything I've heard about you... Severus you're the same as every Slytherin! Dark Arts, and mischief. You're not better than Potter and his gang!"

Snape opened his mouth, but Lily lifted a hand.

"It's over. I'm not your friend anymore, Severus. I'm serious this time! Keep to your new found Slytherin ones!" She turned her heal, like she'd done so many times to James, and went inside the Gryffindor tower.

Snape stood there outside, all forlorn.

"But..." he muttered, "I love you!"

Sirius stood completely silent. Was this right? The reason why Snape loathed James was because he also loved Lily. He couldn't believe it! He wouldn't believe it! At least he wouldn't tell anyone.

He'd wanted James to do it during the Easter Holidays, he was going back to London anyway, so why don't do it then? It would be easy right, just call upon his worst enemy.

This was what Snape'd said, and James hated him for it.

"We're going to HQ during Easter right?" he asked Ron one day. "Yeah, we don't normally but Mum wants to see us as often as possible. Probably because of You Know Who. Besides, Sirius will be there too."

Jippi! James thought. I don't have any excuse not to go. I'll have to get that ring, I just have to give it my best shot! First of all, where was Malfoy Manor?

Harry sighed. He was going to get beaten to a pulp at first but then he was going home. Why did it always have to be obstacles? He just didn't get it. Always. Always!

Oh, well. At least his visits home were nice, Sirius got paler every day. Just as pale as Remus was right now. When the full moon came, Harry wouldn't be there to help, once again.

Peter was mostly forgotten, he thought as he went to sleep. He's always there but no one pays attention to him at all!

So this is it for this time, but I'll post again very soon. We have a long wanted Autumn break, and I'll put school away with its Maths, Science and Music classes (translated into flute lessons) I haven't practised for.

I'm late with this chapter I know, but I've been uninterested in fan fictions for a while, but after I finished the Death Note anime I found my way back again! So I've used this evening to write for you all! It's short I know, but I didn't feel like anything missed in this chapter! (Besides it's half past two in the morning, and I'm dying to get some sleep! I even write in English/Norwegian, which means I'm very tired!)

Please (x 100) review if you want to read more soon. I get so excited by reviews that I write like six/seven pages and post at the same day;D

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Until next chapter

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