23

Iris pov

I was walking to find the twins so we could head to Hogsmead. I finally found them talking to one of the paintings. "There you two are, I have been looking all over for you." I said making them look at me with the goofy grins I have come to love. "Sorry love." Fred said before George cut in. "We were asking advice from some of the paintings." This made me worry. "Advice for what?" I asked only for them to hold a finger up to their lips. "That's a need to know my love." They said in unison making me laugh. "Well then if your so busy, I will go get some  butter beer by myself." I said walking away knowing full well they will try an come with me. "Wait for us!" They said now at either side of me. I looped my arms threw theirs. "Alright let's go." I giggled knowing I got them.

No one's pov

Professor McGonagall was in the courtyard with a bunch of excited third year students.

"Remember, these visits to Hogsmeade village are a privilege. Should your behavior reflect poorly on the school... ...that privilege shall not be extended again." She said heading off behind the students. Harry stopped her with his form in hand. "No permission form signed, no visiting the village. That's the rule, Potter." She said knowing it was not his fault but the muggles. "Those with permission, follow me. Those without, stay put." Filtch said looking at Harry with a shit eating grin. "I thought if you signed it, then I could..." Harry tried but to no avail. "I can't. Only a parent or a guardian can sign. Since I am neither, it would be inappropriate. I'm sorry, Potter. That's my final word." McGonagall said gently placing her hand on Harry's shoulder. She gave him a apologetic look. She truly did feel bad for the boy, but with Sirius Black on the loose there was no safer place in her mind then Hogworts. Harry looked at Harmonie,Ron, and Shadow before saying "Forget about it, guys. See you later." Walking back into the castle sad.

Harry pov

I was wondering the castle when I ran into Professor Lupin. He asked me to walk with him. We stopped in the middle of one of the connecting bridges of the school. It was blistering cold but better than staying in that empty school.

"Professor, can I ask you something?" I asked braking the silence. "You want to know why I stopped you facing that boggart, yes? I thought it'd be obvious. I assumed it would take the shape of Lord Voldemort." He said looking down at me. "I did think of Voldemort at first. But then I remembered that night on the train... ...and the dementor." I said feeling a bit self conscious. "I'm very impressed. That suggests what you fear the most is fear itself. This is very wise." Professor Lupin said walking to the ledge behind me. "Before I fainted... ...I heard something. A woman... ...screaming." I said recalling the scream. "Dementors force us to relive our very worst memories. Our pain becomes their power." He said thinking. "I think it was my mother... ...the night she was murdered." I shutter thinking of what she could have been going threw. "The very first time I saw you, Harry, I recognized you immediately. Not by your scar, by your eyes. They're your mother, Lily's." He said making me turn  looking at him. He smiled at me with nostalgia. "Yes. Oh, yes. I knew her. Your mother was there for me at a time when no one else was. To be perfectly honest I was in love with her. Not only was she a singularly gifted witch... ...she was also an uncommonly kind woman. She had a way of seeing the beauty in others... ...even, and most especially, when that person could not see it in themselves. When your father fell for her I gave up so my friend could be happy." He said with a note of sadness in his voice, he loved her enough to let someone else have her. "Your father James, on the other hand... ...he... He had a certain, shall we say, talent for trouble. A talent, rumor has it, he passed on to you. You're more like them than you know, Harry.  In time, you'll come to see just how much.  Your sister as well when Lilly told James he was angry. He had a right to be he originally didn't want anything to do with her. I tell when he held her for the first time. He melted that little girl was his world. It was made me laugh a bit seeing she to is a bit like him. Then again she had more time with him. It am not saying it to me rude Harry. You also need to watch those Weasley boys. They are nothing but truble." He laughed at the last bit to lighten the mood. "So He did know she wasn't his. Do you think he would have ever told her?" I asked and He shook his head. "I doubt it because in that man's mind that girl was his daughter blood or not. Lilly might have at one point but who can say. We don't know what might have been. We just need to stay on cores to what will be." He said walking with me.