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Chapter 2 : Godfather
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After watching Malfoy at Apothecary, Harry went to the Owlery to send a letter to Andromeda:
How is Teddy? I miss him. I'll be off on Wednesday. I'm coaching Quidditch teams and practicing Animagi at Hogwarts. I'll be back to Grimmauld Place tomorrow evening.
He descended the staircase to the Great Hall for breakfast. Ron had already sat at the long table.
"What are you going to do this morning?" asked Ron yawning over breakfast. "After our mission and Sunday class of Animagi, I'm worn out," said Ron.
"You'd better go back to bed. I did Cleaning Charm on the four- poster in the teacher's room so please use it," said Harry.
"Thanks, I will," said Ron.
"What are you going to learn today, Ginny?" asked Harry.
"I have two classes in the morning, Potions and Transfiguration. Will you come?" said Ginny.
"I'll practice Animagi in the classroom on the ground floor. McGonagall told me we could use the classroom to practice Animagi anytime. And I'm going to coach youth Quidditch teams Terence Higgs set up before he left here. He made two youth teams. One, 'Silvery Claws' consists of players from Ravenclaws and Slytherin. The other, 'Golden Furs' consists of players from Gryffindor and Hufflepuff. He demonstrated how they should cooperate in the games, but it was not good enough because he has gone to St. Mungo's to check his father. When is the practice of Gryffindor team?" asked Harry.
"We'll practice tomorrow afternoon at the Quidditch Pitch. Will you help us?" said Ginny.
"Sure, I will," said Harry.
"How many classes do you have, Hermione?" said Ron. He yawned again.
"I have one, Ancient Runes in the morning, and D.A.D.A. and Magical Laws in the afternoon," said Hermione.
"Oh, you have free time in the morning, second period?" asked Harry.
"Yes, I do,"
"I want to learn how to cast 'Obliviate' upon Muggles who witnessed our magical uses on our duty," said Harry.
"Well, it's different from letting them forget everything like I did upon Dolohov and Rowle. I explained Ron about it yesterday. You'd better think the other way. I mean you'll learn how to revise their memories. I cast the same charms upon my parents before our hunting for…," then Hermione halted talking when she noticed Ginny was listening to her.
"Well, I'll teach you. I'll go down to the classroom on the ground after Ancient Runes," said Hermione.
Harry practiced Animagi in the classroom on the ground alone. He imagined his father's Patronus, a stag but he couldn't change himself into a stag. He sat down on the rock in the classroom and pulled out a book, 'Suggestions about your Animagus Form' from his moleskin pouch. In the book Dumbledore wrote,
"Almost wizards and witches change into the same animals as their Patronus. And when your Patronus changes, your Animagus form will also change…," Harry closed the book and recalled the scene he kissed Ginny after tasting treacle tart. Then soon a silvery stag leapt out of his wand. So his Animagus form could be a stag. He repeated the same method as McGonagall taught on the previous day. He tried again and again for about an hour. But the reflection of the mirror was just Harry himself. Then Harry opened the book again and flipped through the pages. He found the following sentences:
When you couldn't do Animagi for all your efforts, you must think the other way. What's your girlfriend's or boyfriend's Patronus?
Ginny's Patronus was a horse. Harry swished his wand thinking of Ginny who stood on the ground of the Quidditch pitch like goddess, her hair was fluttering in the wind, Ginny whose face was smiling only for Harry, was beautiful like the blazing sun. Then he was very surprised to see his reflection on the mirror: A white horse was standing in the front of the mirror.
"Oh, Harry, you did it," Hermione, astonished, entered the classroom.
A white horse, Harry stared at his reflection. His eyes were dark green.
"Homorphus," Hermione murmured swishing her wand.
Then Harry returned to former himself.
"Oh, Harry, I've thought you had a talent to do Animagi like your father but I had no idea you would be a horse! I've thought you'd be a stag," said Hermione, completely struck with awe.
"Yeah, I've thought my Animagus form would be just the same as my father, too," said Harry. He reopened the pages he found out and showed the pages to Hermione.
She read the pages for a while and said, "It's very interesting. Dumbledore said in this book:
"When one's feeling for his or her dearest people gets stronger, your inner magical power will make you do Animagi." Hermione closed the book and said, "You'd better register your Animagus form, Harry."
"I will, if I could do this tomorrow again," said Harry. "Well, Hermione, how will you teach me Memory Charms?"
"Let's go to the cabin of Hagrid. We'll use Gnomes to practice," said Hermione.
"Will we use Gnomes? Will we abuse Gnomes?" asked Harry.
"No, we won't. We'll just revise their memories. We usually grab them, spin them and throw them far away to protect our gardens or patches, but today we'll revise their memories to keep them away from Hagrid's pumpkin patch. Revising their memories is more considerate than throwing them away," said Hermione.
"Oh, I see," said Harry.
Harry and Hermione marched down the slope of the hill to Hagrid's cabin. Hagrid welcomed them with his hard rock cake with a cup of tea.
"Harry, I've heard you'd a fight at the ruins o' Isle o' Skye. Did you fight alone while Ron had a concussion?" said Hagrid.
"Did Ron tell you?" Harry flinched. He remembered the fear at the ruins. He would have nearly lost Ron.
"Yeh, he did. He told me he felt sorry fer you. He felt he was so worthless ter let you fight alone against Bellatrix's husband," said Hagrid.
Hermione flinched to hear the name of Bellatrix. Harry felt sorry for her.
"No, he didn't have to feel sorry. I was worthless. I nearly let Ron die. I could cast only Shield Charm," said Harry bitterly.
"Well, I remembered the time Tonks sometimes complained that she wanted ter quit an Auror job," said Hagrid.
"Oh, did she?" Harry was surprised.
"When did she complain such a thing?" Harry asked.
"Before she got married ter Lupin. She seemed ter feel anxious when she thought about the situation o' Lupin," said Hagrid.
Harry remembered the time her Patronus changed.
"Well, you'll be able ter feel more confident after you finished your training," said Hagrid patting Harry's shoulder.
"Hagrid, are Gnomes still in your pumpkin patch?" said Hermione.
"I think they are there," said Hagrid.
Harry learned from Hermione how to revise the memories of Gnomes to use the same way when Harry encountered Muggles who witnessed his magical uses.
Harry went to the Quidditch pitch after lunch. There were first and second year students who announced to join the teams. He remembered the practice last week when he found Andrew, who was the second year Seeker among them.
Harry joined their warm-up and hovered in the air taking his position to survey all younger players. Then Madam Hooch whistled, now a mini Quidditch game started. Harry thought all Chasers of both teams were very good. They were cooperative each other and their shooting skills were accurate. But speaking of Beaters, there seemed to be room for Harry to give them advice.
Harry shouted, "Charlie, your flying is very good. So just keep hovering for a few more seconds, and beat a Bludger accurately. If you don't hit a Bludger, Silvery Claws will get more points. Simon, I know you are a talented Beater but let Roderick do his job. And..," Harry flew up to the same height of Andrew and stared at his eyes and said, "What are you up to? You don't need beating a Bludger so often to Roderick, Kinnon and Simon." He was sure Andrew threw a Bludger more than necessary.
"Well, I just did my job," Andrew shrugged.
Harry frowned at Andrew and said, "If you're up to revenge or something by beating a Bludger randomly to the Slytherins, it's our job to capture the Dark wizards. They are students, Andrew," Harry admonished him.
"Yes, sir," said Andrew giving a salute to Harry and flew away.
Harry's warning was in vain. The following day, when he was patroling the castle under his Invisibility Cloak, he found Andrew bullying the same Slytherin players in the bathroom. They were bound, and Kinnon's head and Simon's head were changed into vivid pink. Harry put his Invisibility Cloak back to his pocket and chanted, "Finite" and asked,
"Who did it to you?"
"I don't know," said Simon.
"We were attacked from behind. We couldn't identify who did it," said Kinnon bitterly.
Harry helped them to their feet. After Harry saw them to Slughorn's office, he took the Marauder's Map out of his moleskin pouch and scanned the map carefully. Then the ink 'Andrew Deverill' appeared in Gryffindor Common Room. Harry climbed up to the portrait of the Fat Lady.
"Oh, I'm very glad to see you again, my boy. Password?"
"Arry Potter," Harry said his own name hastily for he felt embarrassed.
The door swung open and he entered the Common Room. He found Andrew sitting on the sofa alone. Harry sat down on the left of Andrew. Harry thought he should persuade Andrew to tell the truth at first but waited for Andrew to open his mouth. They were just sitting there for a while. Then Andrew opened his mouth,
"Mr. Potter, do you remember when your father was killed?"
Harry lost his words. He didn't remember when and how his father, James was killed by Voldemort. Harry could remember slightly her mother's scream when she was murdered to protect Harry from Voldemort.
"I remember it vividly. I have the dream every night.., my stepfather.. was killed by snatchers who hunted .. for my mother and me," said Andrew in a halting way.
Harry just kept listening to Andrew's talk.
"My real father, he was a Muggle, died from a car accident when I was five years old. My mother is also a Muggle. When I was six years old, I lost my way back to my home then encountered a wizard who was playing with a Snitch in the air. That was Phil. He found out soon I had magic. He taught me how to fly and how to play Quidditch. He saw me home and my mother liked him. Soon my mother and Phil got married. My mother and me often went to the Quidditch pitch to cheer his team. Last year we were hiding away from Death Eaters' hunt for Muggles and Muggle-born. The evil snatchers threatened my mother with killing me in Dean's forest. Phil fought with them to protect us and he..," Andrew shed tears. Harry put his right hand on Andrew's small left shoulder gently.
Harry remembered the journey hunting for Hocrux: Camping in the forest with Hermione and Ron. and other wizards and witches were murdered or hunted by snatchers.
"Phil was a great Seeker. I loved him very much. He was a brilliant coach of Puddlemere United. I'm very proud of him," Andrew stopped talking.
Silence fell. Then Harry broke the silence.
"Is your father proud of you now?" asked Harry.
Andrew looked startled by Harry's words. In a short while Andrew asked Harry,
"Why are Slytherins studying at Hogwarts? All Death Eaters were from Slytherin, weren't they? Why did Headmistress let them study here?"
Harry lost his words again after listening to Andrew's outburst of rage. He remembered the feeling when he had known for the first time, the reason why his parents died.
"All of them are not evil, you know Terence Higgs?" said Harry.
"Yeah, he was always fair to everyone. I forgot he was from Slytherin," said Andrew.
"Andrew, I think your duty is to be like your father. I will ask you again. Is what you've done today worthy of Gryffindor?"
Andrew thought for a while and said,
"No, it isn't. I'm .. sorry, Mr. Potter."
Harry asked Andrew before he saw Andrew to his dorm,
"Why did your family change your last name to Peverell?"
"We've just found the name by chance when we were hiding in the graveyard of Godoric's Hollow," said Andrew.
After quidditch training session was done, Harry and Ron hurried to the castle from the gate in the dusk. On their way back, Andrew met them. He was panting after running down from the Quidditch pitch. "Mr. Potter, you're back. I'd like to practice Quidditch with you."
Harry turned around. "I'm sorry, I can't. I'm on duty now, Andrew."
"It will take just thirty minutes or so," said Andrew. He looked anxious.
Harry stared at him for a while not guessing why he was in a hurry. There were still two weeks left until the match.
"Go on, mate. I'll watch him," said Ron nodding towards Malfoy.
"Thank you, Ron." Harry left with Andrew for the Quidditch pitch.
"The first match will be in two weeks, right?" said Harry.
"Yeah," said Andrew. He looked more restless.
"Andrew?" Harry raised his brow.
"Eh, Mr. Potter. I lied. To tell the truth, I just wanted to talk with you," said Andrew sheepishly.
"What did you want to talk about with me?"
"I wanted to say thank you for your keeping the incident in the bathroom to yourself. I have been thinking of my stepfather, Phil, since then. Phil was also a Gryffindor. He died protecting my mother and me from Death Eaters. I want to be like him. I think he would not want me to seek revenge and he always played fair, so I'll play fair, too," said Andrew.
Harry envied Andrew. He didn't envy him for the fact that Philbert Deverill was a famous Seeker, but he felt envious that Andrew had time to spend with his stepfather who loved him so much."Well, I can understand what you felt when you lost your stepfather. I don't remember when my father died, but I saw my godfather die."Harry was suddenly at a loss for words. He could have spent lots of time with his godfather, Sirius if he hadn't died.
"Mr. Potter?" Andrew asked Harry.
"Sirius…was killed by one of the Death Eaters." Harry barely finished his words.
The pain he had held down inside his heart for years surfaced again. If Sirius was still alive, Harry could live with him anywhere they wanted like a real son and a real father.
Of course he respected his own parents and he loved them but it was Sirius who had let Harry feel that he was loved for the first time in his childhood.
"Was he a Gryffindor?" asked Andrew.
"Yes, he was a Gryffindor like my father. He was my father's best friend. Well, do your best at your first match," said Harry forcing a smile.
When they reached the Quidditch pitch, Harry pulled out his shrunk Firebolt from his pocket and enlarged it. Andrew summoned his broomstick from the shed. He took a used Snitch out of his pocket and said, "This was Phil's exercise snitch. He gave it to me. Let's play catch."
"Sure." Harry mounted his Firebolt, and kicked off the ground.
The thrid day of watching Malfoy passed without incident. Malfoy worked with the shopowner without making a fuss. The three of them went back to Hogwarts in the chilly evening as usual from the Apothecary. He recognized a fourth-year girl who competed with Andrew in position of a Seeker at Gryffindor tryouts, approached him.
"Mr. Potter, I delivered this from Professor Slughorn," she held out a scroll of parchment tied with violet ribbon, her cheek turned shade of pink. Harry unrolled it. It was an invitation:
I would be delighted if you would join me for dinner on Wednesday night at my office.
Please bring your charming girlfriend. I'll surprise her.
Sincerely, Professor H.E.F. Slughorn
Next morning Harry went down to the classroom on the ground to practice Animagi. Ron went back to George's joke shop to help him. Harry was not sure that he could do Animagi again so he tried to cast the spell. It worked. He saw his own Animagi reflection, a white horse on the mirror of the classroom. He chanted 'Finite' in his heart then he returned to his former figure. He wondered if Ginny could do her Animagus form if possible, a mare, they would gallop together on the seashore in the Isle of Skye. Harry startled to notice he recalled the seashore of the Isle of Skye. He didn't recall the fear of the fight in the ruins at all when he imagined he and Ginny were galloping together there. It was a beautiful place. Harry wanted to take Ginny to the Isle of Skye. Then Ginny entered the classroom.
"Harry, I heard from Hermione, you did Animagi. Please show me," said Ginny.
"OK," said Harry and he closed his eyes, he casted the incantation thinking of Ginny. Soon Harry transformed into a white horse. Ginny took a step closer to Harry like she was mesmerized and she touched his horse body. Harry felt a swooping sensation when she touched his horse body.
"Oh, Harry, I don't know what to say. It's so handsome," she even shed tears.
Harry chanted "Finite" in his mind and went back to his figure and said, "Ginny, do Animagi,"
"No, I can't. I can't do Animagi,"
"Yes, you can. Think of me. I could do this when I thought about you," said Harry.
"You could do your Animagi when you thought of me?" said Ginny.
"Yes, I did." He remembered Snape's Patronus was the same one as his mother's. He smiled at the thought that his feeling towards Ginny made him do Animagi, a horse that was the same one as Ginny's Patronus.
Ginny closed her eyes and mumbled the incantation, but she couldn't do. "Harry, I can't. Maybe my magic isn't strong enough," said Ginny, who looked disappointed.
"No, you don't have to be disappointed. McGonagall told us we need more practices," said Harry.
"I could learn the Patronus Charm from you in my fourth year. So I have hope. Well, Harry, I must go. I have a next class," said Ginny.
"What class?" asked Harry.
"D.A. Will you join?"
"Well, what are you going to learn?"
"Last week, Professor Scrimgeour told us we would learn Intruder Charm."
"Really? It's a very advanced one. We have not learned the spell yet at our training!"
"Well, Professor Scrimgeour was an Auror. And we're seventh years, you know?" Ginny said shrugging.
"Will you come?"
"Of course, I will," said Harry.
The Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom was four floors below the Gryfindor common room. Curtains had been drawn over the windows, was lit by candlelight instead of sunshine.
"When your future husband or your wife came back home stealthily late at night after his or her wild party, this charm would have an effect," said Scrimgeour with a blank look. Students in the class seemed to be puzzled whether to laugh or not.
"I'll teach you 'Caterwauling Charm'. This charm has an effect only during night," said Scrimgeur. Then he cast the charm and soon they heard a scream that tore at every nerve of their bodies. Harry held his head with his both hands and managed to bear the screaming sound. Scrimgeur chanted 'Finite' then the sound stopped. Harry and Hermione exchanged their glances recalling their hiding at Hogsmeade where they barely escaped from the Death Eaters who cast the same Intruder Charm.
"Aurors do Caterwauling Charm to capture culprits who are hiding at night," said Scrimgeur. Then he taught them the knack of casting the charm and let them do one by one. Only three of them, Harry, Hermione and Ginny succeeded. Ernie Macmillan said bitterly,
"I wish I could do this. I was also in your D.A. class, Harry."
Harry grinned at him and turned around to Scrimgeur and said,
"Professor, are there other Intruder Charms? I mean how do we cast an Intruder Charm during a day?"
"The charm is more advanced. You'll learn it at the training session of Auror Headquarters," said Scrimgeur.
After class, Harry went back to the Grimmauld Place to see Andromeda and his god son by Floo Network.
"Oh, Harry I was missing you," said Andromeda and she hugged Harry.
Andromeda was really a sister of Bellatrix and Narcissa. She resembled her sisters in her eyelids but her eyes were so kind. Harry smiled and asked,
"Is Teddy sleeping?"
"Yes, he is. Have you eaten dinner?"
"Not yet," said Harry.
Harry and Andromeda had a quiet and peaceful dinner served by Kreacher. Harry wondered if his mother was alive he would eat dinner with her like this.
Next morning Harry remembered he had Malfoy's hawthorn wand and he took it out of his drawer of the desk and shoved it in his pocket of his jeans. Then he descended down to the kitchen. Andromeda was struggling with Teddy who had been crying out loud. Teddy's hair turned to vivid turquoise. Harry just stood at the entrance of the kitchen not knowing what to do.
"He seems to need more sleep," said Andromeda and she began to sing the same beautiful Gaelic lullaby Harry had listened to before. Soon Teddy stopped to cry and began to sleep. His hair changed into light brown.
Harry said good-bye to Andromeda after breakfast in the next morning, then went back to Hogwarts by using Floo Powder.
When he stepped out of the hearth of Head mistress's office Slughorn spoke to Harry,
"Good morning, my boy. I haven't gotten your reply yet. Will you and your charming girlfriend , Ginerva Weasly come to my dinner party tonight?"
"Eh..," Harry hesitated to say yes brushing soot. He didn't like the party thing, which meant he would be surely under the spot light.
Then McGonagall said, "You'd better take your girlfriend to his dinner. I'll introduce you Gwenog Jones. She is a coach of Holyhead Harpies. She will be present at his dinner party."
Harry was stunned to notice that he was surrounded by Quidditch celebrities. Gwenog, Oliver Wood and a man whom Harry didn't know, were smiling at Harry.
Dark brown-headed witch grinned at Harry and held out her hand and they shook hands. "I asked Professor Slughorn to arrange the meeting with you. This is my fiancé, Michael O'Hara. He is a coach of Puddlemere United," said Gwenog.
Harry and Michael shook hands, too. And Oliver Wood took a step closer to Harry and hugged him and said, "We came here to recruit you, Harry."
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