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alindakb · 4 years

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How Love Hurts - Chapter 3.2 - by Alinda

There’s a spot on the ceiling. Harry looks at it while the sun slowly lights up the room. The spot moves to the side. It’s probably a spider. Harry can’t say for sure without his glasses on. Not that it matters. But it’s easier to think of the spot or spider than of what Draco told him yesterday afternoon. Or how badly Harry wanted to run after him when he fled the room. So Harry follows the spider’s tracks with his eyes. Sees how he makes it to the wall next to the bed and disappears between the cracks.

Ginny walks back into the room. Dressed and ready to go. She’s off for another extra training session this Saturday.

“Stay home with me today,” Harry uppers. He just needs to remember why he loves her. It will stop the heartache inside. It has to. He won’t be able to stop himself otherwise.

“Don’t be stupid,” Ginny responds. Harry lifts his head from his pillow and looks at his wife. Looks at her long red hair braided as always and tries to remember why he once couldn’t stop touching it, until Ginny stopped him from doing that. He sees the confusion in her eyes for this sudden request for her to stay home today.

“I mean it. We never do anything together anymore. I miss you.”

Ginny shakes her head, gives Harry a small smile that doesn’t reach her eyes. “I miss you too, but you know I can’t stay home. I don’t want this season to be like last year.”

Harry sits up straight in bed and grabs his glasses from his bedside table. When he looks back at Ginny she’s in the chair and has started to put on her shoes.

“When will you be back?” Harry asks her.

“Don’t know. It might be late. I want to go over some new tactics with my new seeker.” Ginny says without looking at Harry.

“I can make dinner, cook that lasagna you love so much. We can make it a romantic dinner,” Harry tries. Can’t Ginny see that he’s trying here, that he needs her to remind him that she’s right for him? That this is where he should be.

There’s a long pause and then Ginny says she’s not sure if she’ll be home in time for dinner. Harry looks at her while she ties her other shoe, stands up and grabs her gym bag.

“What about tomorrow then? I’m sure you can take some time off tomorrow.”

Ginny gives Harry a polite smile. “No, Harry, I can’t. You know this.”

Harry’s heartbeat starts to pound in his ears. He glares at Ginny. He wants to say something, anything that will get Ginny to care. Care about him, about their marriage. Has she always been this distanced? Harry can’t remember when it had become so difficult to talk to his own wife.

“And don’t you have to go run off to your new best friend? That death eater scum you want to save,” Ginny spits.

Heat flushes through Harry’s body and his hands start to tremble. He crosses his arms in front of his chest. His breathing is hard and he struggles not to jump out of his bed and storm out of the room.

“At least he wants to spend time with me. Unlike my wife!”

Two cold eyes look at him from beside the bed. Harry knows what’s coming before Ginny even grabs her wand from the bedside table. The first hex hits his arm. Ginny screams at him. Harry sees her mouth moving but doesn’t hear the words that follow. Another hex flies towards Harry. He holds his arms up to protect his head and turns his back towards Ginny. Water flows from his eyes just like the blood that flows over his arm and back. Two more hexes hit Harry’s back and Harry falls forwards onto the bed. He grabs the sheet with his arm and he bites his lip to try not to scream. He won’t give Ginny the satisfaction. Not this time.

No new hexes fly his way, Harry is afraid to look back, to anger Ginny even more. And then the door to the bedroom opens, footsteps decent the stairs and the floo activates. It’s over, for now.

Harry gets out of bed slowly and walks to the shower. He opens the taps and waits for the water to heat up before he steps underneath the stream. The water mixes with his blood and tears. His mind wanders to his memories of the last year. Of all the times Ginny hurt him, all the times he wondered what he’d done wrong that time. All the times he promised her he would be better, be more like the man she wanted. But the only thing he did today was ask her to spend time with him. Doesn’t she see that he’s trying? Trying so hard not to let the feelings inside his chest come out. Doesn’t she see that he wants to make this work?

And then the whispers words of Draco flow into his mind. I love you. Harry hasn’t been able to stop thinking about them all night. Draco loves him. All the touches, sweet smiles and almost moments weren’t just in Harry’s head. The want Harry feels, Draco feels it too. He’s Harry’s safe place. The one person that doesn’t judge him, doesn’t expect anything from him. The only person that lest him just be Harry. The one that brings him lunch once a week because he knows Harry forgets to eat otherwise.

Harry slides to the floor of the shower, unable to stay upright. He has a sinking feeling in his stomach. All he wants right now is to go to Draco, just sit on his sofa while Draco works. And then stay when it becomes night, share his bed and never leave again.

No, he can’t. He has to stop thinking like this. He needs to get up, get dressed and forget about Draco. It’s wrong, unnatural. He has a wife and kids to think about. He can’t just go off and do what he wants. He needs to think of what people need from him, what his family needs of him.

Harry shakes his head and slowly stands up. He turns off the taps and steps out of the shower. Without looking at the mirror he gets dressed and walks towards the study. He grabs his book from the desk and sits down in the armchair next to the fireplace. He opens the book and tries to read. The letters seem to flow around on the page. Harry pinches his eyes and tries to focus.

With a soft plop, a tear falls onto the page. Harry stares at the moisture that darkens the paper. Is fascinated at how the spot slowly grows and then gets accompanied by another.

He should have listened to Hermione. She was right. All those years ago. She knew it would come to this.

Harry tries to imagine what she would say if he told her how right she was when she said that Ginny would be no good for him. Not as long as Harry didn’t love her. But when he held his little boy for the first time. Had James in his arms and looked at Ginny he knew he made the right choice. Started to love her a little again. For a little while at least. And then they had Albus and Harry was sure they would work it out then. Only they never had. And after Lily, they even stopped sleeping together. The only thing they ever do is hurt each other. Over and over again.

When Harry looks back at his book he discovers there are even more moist spots. Tears slide freely over his face. He can’t stay here, can’t do nothing. So Harry gets up and grabs some floo powder. He waits for the flames to turn green and then steps into the heart. He closes his eyes and utters Malfoy Manor.

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siriuslyblack12 · 4 years

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chapter 2

Sirius stood on the blocks, heart beating fast, legs threatening to give out at any moment. His arms gripped the block tighter, steadying his nerves as he let out a long breath. Thoughts spiralled chaotically in his head, impossible to ignore as they built in strength and severity.

Is my cap on tight enough?

Don’t go too soon.

Don’t go too late.

I have to win. Dad’ll go mad if I don’t win.

I have to make him proud.

I don’t give a shit whether I make him proud or not.

“Mr Black,”

Don’t breathe on breakout.

Don’t breathe at all.

You need to get a good time.

“Mr Black,”

Winning is everything.

But be a good loser.

“Mr Black,” the distant voice was getting louder and louder.

You know what happens when you lose.

“Mr Black, I asked you a question! You could at least pretend to be paying attention.” Professor McGonagall scolded, bringing his attention back to the classroom. He wasn’t at the pool, rather in an English classroom, his almost empty page of notes lying in front of him.

“I’m sorry, Professor. Won’t happen again.” He said shyly, not daring to meet her eyes.

School had only started a couple of days ago and Sirius already felt as if he was suffocating. Their professors really weren’t holding back this year, piling up homework and lectures and revision to the point where the student’s backs ached with the pressure. Atop of all of that, social lives and media presences took a lot to keep afloat, as well as sport and fitness. Sport seemed to take up 90 percent of Sirius’s current brain capacity, which was now seeming to be a problem.

English was by far his favourite subject, being the only one that he shared with all 3 of his closest friends. He looked over at James only to see him staring adoringly at the back of Lily’s red head, chin on his hands. With a roll of his eyes, he turned the other way to meet the sight of Peter sneaking snacks out of his bag, handing a few crisps to Remus under the desk. At least he was eating.

The lesson came to an end with the sharp sound of the bell, and Sirius collected his things as quickly and quietly as possible, heading for the door to finally sort through the anxieties swirling in his head; until he heard an old voice call out, “Mr Black, can I speak to you for a moment?”

Shit, this was exactly what he didn’t need.

Defeated and ashamed, Sirius was surprised as his eyes met a kind looking smile and a careful gesture to take a seat. His mind reeled in confusion, but he did what was asked of him anyway. McGonagall cleared her throat and began to speak.

“Is everything alright?” Three words, simple yet powerful, and definitely out of the ordinary. He had no idea how to answer that, not exactly knowing where his boundaries were and how much he could say. He may have been one to overshare on social media, but he was certainly not one to spill his emotions wholeheartedly.

“Never better, Minnie.”

“It sure doesn’t seem like it, Mr Black. I remind you that this is a safe space.”

Sirius looked down at his hands, wrapped in tight fists with his knuckles turning white with the effort. The walls suddenly felt as if hey were closing in on him, his heart rate picking up and foot tapping a rhythm on the floor.

“I’m just finding it hard to concentrate, that’s all.” He said defensively. “Nothing I can’t handle.”

McGonagall nodded glumly. This situation was uncomfortable to say the least. Sirius glanced back at the door of the room, where he could have sworn he saw Remus looking in through the window before hurrying away awkwardly. That boy was a mystery, which only drew Sirius further to him.

“You know Sirius,” his professor never called him by his first name. “Help is always given to those who ask for it.”

“Please Moony,”

“No.”

“I’m begging you!”

“No, Sirius.”

“Why not? It’ll be fun, I promise. I really need it.”

Sirius really was like an excited puppy, Remus thought to himself. He’d just been relaxing in the library, catching up on some reading and enjoying the quiet lull in the day before he was quite rudely interrupted by the one and only trade of Hogwarts High. He supposed he didn’t mind it, given that he was always happy for Sirius’s company – no matter the circumstances. However, on this occasion he was less willing to participate in what the other had planned, that being tutoring him.

Remus let his mind wonder for a few moments, imagining what it would be like to be alone with Sirius, bonding over books and equation. Now that he thought about, it sounded stupid, but that wasn’t going to stop him.

“Why are you asking me, Pads? Why not one of the girls?” He suggested thoughtfully. “I’m sure there are plenty of people who would be better than me.”

“I’m calling bullshit, because you my friend are the smartest person I know.”

Remus slumped back into his chair, his heart skipping a beat. He desperately wanted to say yes, to help him out and be a good friend. He knew that Sirius hated studying, so asking for the blue-eyed boy to help him with that must have been a challenge for him. He also knew that he needed to exercise at least some self-control. Maybe tutoring Sirius would be an excellent idea, a chance to do a good deed and spend some quality time boding with his crush at the same time, without it being too suspicious.

Do you know how pathetic you sound?

He watched as the boy in question looked down towards the floor, one hand running through his hair which Remus had quickly learned was a nervous habit of his. This wasn’t going to end well, nothing ever ended well for him. Rising to stand on two weak legs, he swept his things that had been spread over the table into his bag and slung it over his shoulder with as much swagger as he could muster. He looked back to see that Sirius’s eyes were trained on him, silently reading the room and atmosphere.

“Tomorrow lunch, 12:30, in the library. Don’t you dare be late.”

Remus walked briskly away, not waiting see Sirius’s reaction and biting back a wide smile.

Turns out that tutoring Sirius Black was not the gentle, romantic, flirt-fest he thought it would be, and was in fact turning out to be a lost cause. The boy had a lot of trouble recalling metaphors, understanding Shakespeare and the like, frustrating Remus with basically everything he said. Often times he would zone out, picking at a loose thread on his t-shirt or twirling a piece of hair through his fingers, and even more likely were his frankly stupid remarks that were only made out of his compulsive need to be the funniest in the room. The most stupid thing about them is that they were actually funny, and Remus couldn’t always contain his laughter.

“Pads, stop, stop, no,” He warned. “You cannot compare Romeo and Juliet to fucking Spider-Man and MJ.”

“What? Why not? It fits, that’s all that matters, right? Sirius reasoned, pen between his teeth.

“You have to get rid of that. The whole paragraph would probably be best, so it still makes sense.”

“But that’s my best one! If you didn’t like that then you’re definitely not gonna like the next few.”

Remus buried his face in hands, as Sirius took the essay and out of his hands and ripped it right in half. Drama queen was the only thing he thought to think but a closer look at the other’s face told a different story. “You didn’t have to do that.” Remus said softly.

Sirius didn’t reply, instead opening his notebook and flipping through to find a blank page and start again. The remnants of drawings and doodles did not go unnoticed, some of which were surprisingly good. He wasn’t taking art this year, but by the looks of the pages in front of him, he should be. Sirius got back to work quickly, scribbling none sense that wouldn’t do him any favours in front of his teachers.

“C’mon, you can do better than that. Let me help you.” Remus pried the pen from his hand and pushed the textbook towards him. “And no more drama.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it.” Sirius added with an enthusiastic wink that made him swoon and squirm in his seat.

The table was subdued for the next few minutes, Remus’s intelligence never failing to impress Sirius, but this was more due to the fact that he shared practically none of the same wit. He wasn’t actually as clueless as he had previously made himself out to be, but that didn’t keep him from acting like it. Perhaps some people’s smarts were more suited to other areas: those areas not exactly helping Sirius’s grades. Remus helping him out was just an extra bonus, or so he told himself.

Long hair fell into his eyes as Sirius leaned over Remus’s shoulder, too close for comfort, inspecting what he was pointing to and explaining. Something about themes that even Remus was quickly forgetting as the boy by his shoulder got closer.

His trance was broken as the bell rang, penetrating through his ears, earning a laugh out of Sirius as he jumped slightly.

“Well, moony, I best get going,” he said briskly. “Maybe we could do this again sometime, eh?”

“Yeah, sure, yeah” Remus stumbled exasperatedly, a blush forming on his cheeks that was often present these days. “Whenever you need me.”

It was an authentic moment, sweet and short, but meaningful nonetheless. Until…

“Padfoot! Moony! Get over here, Peter’s trying to arm wrestle Marlene.” James. Always one to ruin it.

“Poor thing, why the hell would he?” Sirius laughed, rushing to follow him. “Moons, you coming?”

Remus smiled. “You go ahead, I’ve got my own work to catch up on.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah, I’m sick of you anyway.” He added sarcastically, earning another deep laugh.

They continued to have these study sessions, Sirius becoming alarmingly enthusiastic about what would once have kept him far away and out of reach. It was a strange change in the groups’ dynamic, as where Remus and Lily would disappear of to the library, or a classroom to interrogate professors about the work, Sirius now trailed along with them. The red-headed girl had at first raised her eyebrows, or squinted her eyes suspiciously, but had now acclimated nicely. But that didn’t stop her from forming her own theories about what was going on with Remus and Sirius.

This also had the unexpected effect of getting James Potter of all people in the library for what must have been the first time in his life. Seeing Sirius so confident surrounded by nerdy things like books and papers had been the push he needed to follow him and shamelessly flirt with Lily. Remus noted the way she tucked her hair behind her ears and fiddled with her bracelets whenever James was around.

At this current moment, the four of them were hard at work on different projects, making mindless small talk as they grew increasingly bored. Sirius whispered something to James, obviously amusing as they burst into fits of laughter.

“Do you two ever shut up?” Lily said, fighting her own amusement.

“Lily, my dear,” she rolled her eyes. “That would take the fun out of it!”

More comments were exchanged, mainly between Lily and James, as Remus found himself unable to form any words of his own in the presence of Sirius.

Stop it. If you fall too deep you won’t be able to swim back up.

Maybe I don’t want to swim back up anymore.

“Hey, moons, what do you think about this?” Sirius questioned happily, thrusting a sketchbook towards him. To say it was absolutely beautiful would be an understatement, Remus thought as he studied what was in front of him. It was a detailed drawing, all in coloured pencil, of a field at sunset. The outline of a forest coated in orange and pink shades covered the page and his eyes were drawn to the silhouette of a rabbit, burying itself a hole in the grass.

“I’ve been trying my hand at art, my dad hates it.” He said, directed only at Remus. “I know you saw some drawings the other day and thought you’d like it.”

“I-, Sirius this is amazing.” He gushed, until Lily saw what he was looking at and joined on his shock.

“Where have you been hiding all this talent? Are you serious?!” She squealed.

“Nah, I’m Sirius. You know that.” The familiar joke didn’t exactly catch anyone off-guard.

Remus’s mind went to what he’d said about his father, and he began to wonder the exact meaning. He only knew what everyone knew about Sirius’s home life: it was shit and he didn’t like to talk about it. He’d speculated that his parents were quite controlling, but the details were unknown. James hadn’t even been informed.

He secretly hoped that perhaps one day he would know, and he would be able to help Sirius through whatever was going on, but he would wait until the other boy was ready. In the meantime he supposed he would do whatever he could, whilst making sure his secret didn’t show itself.

He’s your friend. That’s all.

But when a friend is hurting, you should put in a little more effort.

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eyeliveinabook · 7 years

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Letters from the Unexpected. Sirius Black x Slytherin!Reader (2)

Part 1

Sirius wanted to believe that it was you because to be honest he was starting to grow feelings for you. It has been two months since he figured out it was you. He is honestly to nervous to ask you, but he has noticed that since you have had a major homework increase, he receives less letters. Now maybe once every three nights. He had come up with a great idea to make sure it was you. He had Moony and James help him turn a sleeping pills into a cherry. By help what really happened was Moony and James argued about what spell to uses while Sirius was at a tutoring session with you. Later at dinner James, Remus and Peter teased Sirius mercilessly. Hey the player finally lacked confidence when it came to a girl? Oh he would never hear the end of it. “Okay I get it mates, it’s humorous that I won’t ask (name) out.” He whispered yelled. “Oi! Are you boys still teasing him?” Lily laughed. “I’m so happy y’all are having a wonderful time laughing at this issue.” Sirius sarcastically stated while drinking his pumpkin juice. “Look this never happens, we are going to take advantage of it. Speaking of advantage the snake should be passed out.” Remus said. “Did you kill it?” Lily shrieked. Everyone in the who hall turned, curious to what Lily meant. Sirius looked over at the slytherin table, automatically his eyes fell on (name). She smiled and waved at him. He was about to wave back when he saw Lucius Malfoy wrap his arm around you. “Oi mate you may have waited to long.” James stated. Sirius just sighed and listen to the conversations his friends where having. To top everything off Scales didn’t drop off a letter. Sirius just changed the cherry back into a sleeping pill and took it then just layed on the bed. By the time the rest of his friends got to the dorm, he was passed out, snoring loudly.

In the Slytherin common room everyone was gathered around playing Cards against humanity. Everyone was enjoying themselves including (name). That is until Lucius tapped her back. “We need to talk.” She followed into the boys dorm. “Why did you wave at Black?” Lucius asked sharply catching the attention of Regulus. “When did you wave at me?” He asked. “No you idiot I meant your brother, Sirius.” “I was being friendly and it’s none of your business.” You say huffing at your cousin. “Yes it is your dad made sure that I knew I have to take care of you. I am pretty sure your family would hate it if you dated a Gryffindor.” “Well what do you care? He is a friend plus my dad told you that when we came here in our first year.” You walked out of the room and went to yours to spend sometimes with Scales.

The next morning Regulus went to look for his brother which wasn’t that hard to find. He was sitting alone in the morning waiting for breakfast. “What are you doing up so early?” He asked sitting down. “What are you doing here?” Sirius questioned back. “Fine be like that, I just wanted to let you know that you are on Mafoy’s hit list. In fact you might be number one.” “Wow what made me surpass James?” Regulus rolled his eyes, of course his brother wasn’t taking this as seriously as he should. “Look Sirius, I am not in the mood to find out you got in a fight with him. Just don’t make any moves on (name).” He whispered since more people were coming to eat. “Moves? Wha-” He started. “Sirius I know you have some sort of feeling for (name). I do watch you.” “That’s creepy bro.” “Hey Regulus!” Snape yelled to Regulus over from the Slytherin table. Regulus got up, “I’m serous, Sirius, don’t make any moves.” With that he turned to leave as James and Peter sat down. “What the hell was that about?” Peter asked. “Nothing just family drama. Told him to get lost.” Sirius said as he poured syrup on his waffles. “Hey I turned another pill into a dead mouse for the snake.” Moony said. “Why do it now?” “Well (name) has probably figured that Sirius might suspect something so she probably changed the time for the little demon to go in our room.” He paused, talking a long sip of tea while his friends stared at him, “Plus I saw the snake slither under Peter’s bed when I came out of the shower.” Peter shivered, “God I hate snakes.” Returning quickly to the dorm Sirius opened the boor and sure enough Scales was passed out next to the letter. Sirius picked up the letter to read it. Dear Sirius, This is going to be the last letter. I don’t want to get into the reason why is it.(Which made Sirius thing of Malfoy.) I’ve decided to forget about us being together in anyway. I know for a fact that I’ll never fess up, and you wouldn’t even want to date me when there are other girls who will do anything to be with you. I feel like maybe these letters were a mistake. Honestly I just hope you forget about me. That would probably be better. Goodbye love, Your Slytherin Girl. Sirius grabbed the sleeping Scales and the letter stuffing it in his pocket. Gently putting Scales into a bag, he raced down to class.

You were sitting on the table that you and Sirius would study together. The teacher had told you that today was going to be the last day you had to tutor Sirius. Your leg raced up and down as you anxiously worried about your cute little Scales. You hope nothing happened to him. Sirius finally came in the library and sat next to you. Before you could open your mouth, Sirius handed you a bag. Curiosity got the better of you as you looked in and saw a snoozing Scales. To say you were shock would be an understatement. You were relieved that Scales was okay, but worried that he got caught delivering the letter. “I was wondering where he got to.” You say to Sirius putting the bag between your feet on the floor. “Yeah crazy story I found him knocked out on my desk. Any idea why?” Sirius tried hiding his nervousness. “I don’t know, I did fall asleep last night before putting him back in his cage. He probably went hunting around the castle and just happened to get into your room. I am glad you found him, could only imagine what the girls in Ravenclaw would do if they found him.” “I don’t think hunting was the only thing he was doing.” Sirius took the letter out of his pocket and slid it over to you. Caught! he fucking caught you red green handed. You but your head on the table in shame if you could turn into a snake and slither away into a dark corner that would be amazing. Sirius put his arm and your back, rubbing it. “Get your hands off my cousin Black!” Malfoy threatened. Correction now you wanted to just turn into dust and hide in a cornor. “Lucius, stop over reacting. Him and I are studying.” You say as you stare at your book. “Yeah Lucius noting is going on.” Sirius said smirking. “THen why are you smirking?” “Because I was just about to ask your cousin if she wanted to go to Hogsmeade this weekend with me.” You dropped your mouth open and stared at Sirius as if he was crazy. Quickly you nodded and threw your arms around him. Lucius just clicked his tongue and left mumble something about it being Potter’s fault. So to say that your date went wonderfully would be an understatement, you enjoyed being with Sirius so much that when he asked you to be his girlfriend you said yes while jump hugging him. Sending both of you falling to the floor. Laughter filled the air,,,until Sirius noticed a Stag grazing closely with a mouse on its head, watching both of you.

Extra ending: Dear Sirius, I am writing to you because I am shocked at what has happened. Moony told me everything and I begged Dumbledore to take little Harry. Right now Harry is asleep next to me. He is an angel. I am sorry about what happened to James and Lily. Moony is going to help me raise Harry so he knows the truth of what happened. Of course when my family found out that I was Harry’s guardian they threw a fit along with all of things out the door. A few days ago my mother came over to apologize and asked me to come home. I asked her what was the cost(You know how she always wants something). She requested that I stop seeing/writing to you. After I slammed the door in her face I started working on proving your innocence. Moony and I are going to talk to the Ministry of Magic on Monday along with Regulus. We believe we have enough to free you. Hagrid is going to come and watch Harry for a bit, that man loves Harry. Well love I best be off. Love Your Slytherin Wife. P.S. Scales says hi.

Sirius chuckled at the letter noticing that the ding went off letting him know that the blueberry muffins were finished. He put the letter in the box and hid it on the top shelf, away from you. As he set the table, little Harry woke up with his hair messy and glasses crooked. When the door bell rang Harry got it immediately yelling. “Pads! It’s Uncle Remus!” Harry said as Remus came in with an owl in a cage. “Moony what on ear-” Sirius starts. “Hey this boy still need an animal, the train leaves tomorrow after all.” Remus defended as Sirius ran up the stairs to the room you and him shared. When you finally got out of the shower and dressed in a Slytherin shirt, you started laughing at the sight before you. “Sirius Padfoot Black and Remus Moony Lupin, how dare you show Harry the marauders map...without me!” Harry had the biggest smile on his face as Remus explained the map to him while you started chasing Sirius who had turn into a dog. Harry knew Hogwarts was going to be a blast.

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