The Founding of Happiness
by Healer Teddylonglong
All recognizable characters belong to J. K. Rowling, and I am not earning anything by writing this story.
I am not a native speaker of English. Please excuse my mistakes.
COMPLETELY AU! Partly OOC! Time travel!
It is my story, and I intend to write it the way I want it. If you don't like it, don't read it.
Reviews are very welcome, as they inspire my muse. Thank you very much for the kind reviews for the previous chapter!
Harry's feeling of disgust towards the new teacher quickly turned into rage in their first class of the school year. 'Oh no! I have that woman first thing in the morning,' Harry groaned inwardly as he received his timetable from Professor McGonagall.
"I'm so excited to have a new teacher and a new subject as well," Hermione babbled as they made their way to the new classroom, which was situated next to the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom, causing Harry and Blaise to roll their eyes.
"Good morning, girls and boys," the teacher, who like the night before, was wearing her pink robes again, greeted the fifth-years in a false sounding happy voice, giggling like a school girl as Harry noticed with loathing. 'She looks like a toad, even in her annoying pink robes,' he mused in absolute detest.
"I brought you a copy of our new school book written by myself about how magical education is supposed to be," the toad woman continued. "We will spend this school year reading the book together and trying to change Hogwarts according to the new rules of magical education set forth by the book. The teaching methods and class contents need to be changed greatly to ensure a Ministry approved and uniform education at this school..."
"Professor, it's not possible to just adapt everything in this school to the Ministry's wishes," Harry threw in angrily.
"Oh yes, Mr. Potter, it is possible," the woman said sweetly. "Wait a few weeks and you'll see how we will manage to turn Hogwarts teaching for the better of our society. You won't use your wands anymore, and we won't have any more Defence practice, trying to hurt others, nor Transfiguration and Charms practice, which might lead to hexing others as well. We'll have a peaceful working atmosphere for everyone to study their books, beginning with my own."
"And what are we going to learn, if we don't learn any Transfiguration or Charms anymore?" Hermione enquired, throwing the professor a look of absolute disbelief.
"Oh, of course you will learn all of your Transfiguration, Charms, and Defence spells; however, you'll learn them from studying your textbooks book and not by meaningless wand waving," Umbridge continued in the same sweet voice, which nearly made Harry gag.
'The castle just has to do something against her; well, in any case, I'm going to tell Dad immediately,' Harry thought, working himself into rage as the toad like teacher made Lavender read the first page of the book aloud, before she called Blaise to read the second page.
'I feel like a first-year pupil in primary school,' Harry mused, angered alone by the procedure, without even considering the far-fetched content of the book.
The class seemed to last for days, but finally, the pink clad woman dismissed them, ordering them to read the next five pages for homework. Harry threw the woman a look of disbelief and hatred before he turned to the door. However, a loud thud made him glance back to the front of the classroom, where the pink robed teacher had collapsed to the floor and seemed to be unconscious.
"Out here now, everyone," Hermione ordered their classmates. "I'm going to call Madam Pomfrey." While everyone headed to their next classes, Hermione and Blaise went to call the Mediwitch, who arrived at the Magical Education classroom at the same time as the headmaster and Godric.
A short time later, the woman was transported to St. Mungo's, and no one at Hogwarts ever heard anything about her again, except for a short time later the same day when the Minister of Magic arrived at Hogwarts to enquire into what had happened to his most trusted employee and to discuss the continuation of the newly founded subject.
After dinner, the Gryffindor and Slytherin fifth years were called to the Magical Education classroom, where the Minister and all of the teachers were assembled. Harry noticed with relief that his father was present as well.
"I want to hear exactly what happened," Fudge demanded forcefully.
"Ms. Granger, could you perhaps explain?" McGonagall suggested gently, giving her most diligent student a reassuring nod.
"The professor dismissed us, and we all turned towards the door when we he heard a 'thud' and looked back, but we only saw that she had collapsed on the floor," Hermione said evenly, glancing at Harry questioningly.
"Before it happened, she told us she was going to completely change the Hogwarts teaching system," Harry hesitantly threw in. "I haven't seen anything more than Hermione, but I imagine the castle herself acted against the teacher."
Fudge let out a snort. "Now tell us, Potter, what did you do to the professor? I had the impression during the Yule Ball last year that you thought you could do as you wish here at Hogwarts. Let me tell you..."
"Ah you mean, because I didn't take it well that you poisoned my girlfriend, Minister," Harry furiously interrupted the man. "I haven't done anything to your precious professor, Minister. Each of my classmates can verify that I had nothing to do with what happened to her."
"Regardless, I'm going to teach you otherwise. Tomorrow morning, I shall have a new teacher for your Magical Education class, and you won't have much fun if you don't behave, boy. I believe in Professor Umbridge's ideas greatly, and rest assured that the new teacher will continue using her book and ideas."
Dumbledore opened his mouth to speak; however, everyone's attention was drawn back to the Minister as he collapsed to the floor just like it happened earlier with Professor Umbridge.
"What a pity!" Harry heard Snape mumble only loud enough for him to overhear and flashed the professor, who was standing next to him, a genuine smile.
"I'm afraid we will need to take him to St. Mungo's as well," Dumbledore spoke up thoughtfully. "Severus, Filius, if you could see to it, please. I have to head to the Ministry to help installing someone to act as temporary Minister until the election of a new Minister can take place."
"Good riddance," Harry mumbled to his father as they left the room together.
"You see, there was no need to panic; Hogwarts took care of the matter herself," Godric whispered back.
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Harry's friends accompanied him to his room, so they could do their homework together and discuss the events of the day. Harry tiredly sat on his bed, cuddling with Löwi, who immediately jumped on his lap.
Seeing that Hermione seemed to be extremely quiet, Blaise queried in concern, "Mione, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
"No. Eh, what? Oh well, I'm a bit disappointed. When I heard we'd have a new class I was really happy. I'd love to learn something new. I know we're going to have lots of work, considering we'll have to take the OWLs at the end of the school year, but nevertheless, I thought there would be something different this year."
Blaise, Draco, and Neville groaned, but Luna shook her head in exasperation at the boys' behaviour. "I understand exactly what you are saying, Hermione. I'm a bit disappointed too. Maybe Harry's father can think about it and come up with an idea of a new course to offer. I'm glad I don't have to take my OWLs yet though. It seems to be quite strenuous."
"I know what we can do," Harry threw in, thoughtfully. "I could teach you to become Animagi, provided you want to do it."
"Of course!"
"What a brilliant idea!"
"I wonder if I'll manage to become one?"
"Can we choose our Animagus form?"
"Oh, show us how to do it quickly."
"Can we begin right now?"
Harry groaned. "All right, people, I'll teach you. However, it's nearly curfew, and I'm tired. It will probably be easiest if I brew a potion for you, which will show you the forms you might be able to take. As far as I know, you can choose on which of the forms you want to concentrate. I'll talk to my father about it when he comes home, provided I'm still awake."
"Is it possible to get more than one form?" Hermione asked eagerly, throwing Harry an excited look.
"I have no idea," Harry replied thoughtfully. 'I know I'm a natural Animagus, whatever that means, but perhaps I could try to change into something else as well,' he mused, feeling relieved when his father entered the room along with Minerva, who quickly shooed his friends out, stating that curfew was going to begin. 'I don't know why I'm suddenly so tired,' he thought, yawning.
"Harry, are you feeling all right?" Minerva queried in concern, giving him a sharp look.
"Yes, I'm just incredibly tired," Harry replied, unable to hide a huge yawn.
"Leo, I'm tired too," Godric said thoughtfully. "I believe the castle tapped into our magic in order to deal with the two intruders. Of course she has a lot of magic herself, but maybe she needed our magic to be more efficient. I'm not completely sure, but that's what I think may have happened. Let's just go to bed and sleep. Good night, Minerva, Leo."
"Night Dad," Harry mumbled sleepily, unaware of the fact that Minerva transfigured his school clothes into pyjamas and gently tucked him in, as he drifted off to sleep.
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The first few weeks of the school year flew by. On the first weekend in September, Harry brewed the Animagus potion for his friends, gulping down a dose himself too in order to see into what other animals he could try to transform into.
"It's so difficult to decide which animal to choose," Hermione told the others, deep in thoughts. "I saw myself as an owl, a parrot, a squirrel, and a cat. Which one should I try to become?"
"A parrot," Draco replied immediately, "would fit you best I believe."
"I'm going to try the black panther," Blaise said decisively, causing the others to throw him amazed looks.
Luna wanted to become a hedgehog, Neville a bear, and Draco a white lion.
"What about you, Harry?" Luna queried.
"Ah, I haven't decided yet. I'll tell you later on," Harry replied, pondering which of the animals he observed, while under the influence of the potion, he should choose.
Seeing that his son was extremely busy with his homework, studying for the OWLs, and studying for the Potions Mastery, Godric offered to teach Harry's friends how to become Animagi.
'Thank Merlin, Dad is teaching them, at least for the time being; this is going to take ages,' Harry mused one day at the end of October as he returned to his room a bit earlier than normal, seeing that Blaise seemed to be the first, who had managed to transform his left hand into a black paw.
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It was nearly midnight on Halloween, and Harry and his friends were still enjoying their party in the Great Hall, while except for Professor McGonagall and the Headmaster most teachers had retired to bed.
"Leo, don't forget to go to bed soon, so you'll be well rested tomorrow morning. I'd like you to flash me home right after breakfast," Godric told him as he excused himself for the night.
"Okay," Harry replied absentmindedly as he observed the Weasley twins testing joke drops on Blaise and Draco. "These are too funny," he laughed. "Could you sell me a couple of each to take home to my younger siblings?"
"We're not really selling them yet..."
"... but we want to open a joke shop..."
"... after finishing our NEWTs," the twins explained.
"Then I'll be your first costumer," Harry announced, just as he felt a hand on his shoulder.
"Harry, may I disturb you for a moment?" Madam Pomfrey's voice penetrated his ears.
"Of course, Madam Pomfrey; what's wrong?" Harry queried, throwing the healer a confused look.
Poppy sighed. "Several Gryffindor students have taken ill with the wizard's measles tonight, and Professor Snape just begun to brew a potion for them as well as a preventive potion for everyone else, which we will to add to everyone's drink at breakfast tomorrow morning. If you're not too tired, do you think you could help Professor Snape, so it won't take him the whole night? You'll be excused from your classes tomorrow."
"Of course," Harry replied, standing up from his seat. "Is he in his private potions lab?"
"Yes. I'll go with you and let you in," the healer promised and accompanied Harry to the Potions Master's private lab.
"Good evening, Severus. Do you want me to prepare the ingredients for you, or shall I brew the preventive potion?" Harry queried, seeing the professor had just begun to brew the potion for the wizard's measles, which he knew was going to take several hours.
"Could you help with the ingredients first and brew the other potion later on?" Severus suggested.
Harry immediately set to work on preparing ingredients first.
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At five o'clock in the morning, Harry tiredly collapsed into his bed, only to be woken up by his alarm little more than an hour later. 'Oh, right, I have to attend breakfast and drink something, and then I must flash Dad Godric back to the past,' he remembered immediately in spite of being extremely tired.
"Leo, are you awake?" he heard Godric ask, and quickly scrambled out of bed.
"Yes, Dad," he replied quietly, before he hurriedly took a shower and dressed in time to follow his father, who seemed too energetic for Harry's liking, to the Great Hall.
Knowing that he only had to drink, and not eat in order to take the immunization potion, Harry didn't even bother eating, but made sure to drink three glasses of pumpkin juice, ignoring his friends' concerned looks.
"I might be missing classes this morning. I spent the whole night brewing with Professor Snape," Harry whispered to Blaise. "First, I have to take my father back to the past though, before I go take a nap."
"All right, in case someone asks I'll tell those who may know. By the way, do you know where Hermione is? Normally, she is one of the first ones here."
"I have no idea," Harry replied in surprise, worriedly skimming the Gryffindor table. "Let's just hope she didn't catch the wizard's measles."
A few minutes later, breakfast ended and Harry walked up to the Head table, where Godric was just saying 'Good bye' to his colleagues. Seeing that all of the students had left the Hall, Godric turned to him.
"Are you ready, Leo?" he queried, causing Harry to give him a short nod and transfigure into his phoenix form.
"Harry, wait!" Madam Pomfrey suddenly said, quickly approaching the boy. "You can't flash right now. You have to get a good night's sleep before you flash." She gripped his shoulder, only noticing too late that she held on to a bunch of feathers and felt herself being whisked away in a splash of sand.
Harry arrived in his own room and immediately transformed back into his human form, groggily collapsing on the floor.
"Are you all right?" Poppy and Godric asked simultaneously, crouching in front of Harry.
"What date is it?" the boy queried, pointing to his calendar.
"September 1st, 1595," Godric read, horrified.
"Oh no!" Harry groaned. "I'm sorry. Madam Pomfrey, how did you end up here?"
"I tried to stop you from flashing, knowing you were too tired, but you were too fast and took me with you. I'm sorry for adding additional weight."
"It's all right. I am sorry for not noticing you earlier. 1595; we don't know anyone here," Harry said thoughtfully. "So we can't leave my room. I'm sorry, but I have to get some sleep before I can try to flash us again."
"Of course; go to bed, Leo," Godric replied, causing Harry to scramble into bed.
"What happened exactly?" the Founder turned to the healer. "Is Harry sick? Normally, he only flashes to the wrong time if he's sick."
"No, he's all right, but he and Severus were up all night last night brewing potions for the wizard's measles as well as the preventative potion. He was too tired to flash, and because of that and the additional weight I unintentionally caused, he ended up bringing us to the wrong time," Poppy explained as she gently tucked Harry in.
"Madam Pomfrey," Harry asked softly, "you don't have by chance a headache potion with you, do you?"
"No, I'm sorry, Harry. I merely intended to attend breakfast," the Healer replied regrettably and threw the student a piercing look, noticing that he seemed to be in a great amount of pain.
"Well, I'm sorry, but I have to brew one. I'll just head out into Dad Salazar's quarters. The people, who're there, must be his children, so if I explain about myself..."
"No Leo, you don't know what kind of people our many times great grand children are, even if they're your many times great grandparents. If they kill you before you're able to explain anything, Poppy and I will be stuck in this time forever. Try to sleep; maybe you'll feel better afterwards."
"I can't."
"I could place a sleeping charm on you," Poppy offered gently, and Harry was just about to agree when Godric spoke up.
"I know where we might be able to gain information on the relatives of this time, although I'm not sure if he'll be around at this time." Godric sighed and called his familiar. "Fawkes!"