Hoping For a Better Future: BOOK ONE

One day after the end of Harry's third year, he wanders the castle when suddenly a whole package of books falls on his head. Read my version of Reading the Harry Potter Books! =D




"First of all," Remus said, before McGonagall could continue reading. "I'd like to take a small break to talk to Sirius."

Harry exchanged glances with Ron and Hermione as he watched Lupin drag Sirius to another room (the one with breakable things). Sirius went quietly, but not without looking at Harry with a strange look on his face again. Harry huffed.

"Don't worry," Hermione said, trying to comfort him. "He'll come around."

"Bloody hell, I hope he gets that stick out of his arse," Ron exclaimed as soon as the doors were closed. Harry snorted as Hermione reprimanded Ron for his language. The professors decided to ignore it for the time being. After all – they all hoped that the same thing would happen.

"Really, thanks guys," Harry smiled gratefully. He couldn't imagine having better friends than Ron and Hermione.

On the other side of the closed door, Remus was pacing in front of the bed on which Sirius was sitting quietly. He hadn't felt the need to remove the Silencing charm yet as he tried to calm himself down enough so that he wouldn't maim Sirius for his stupidity. He had tried to beat it out of him years and years ago, but apparently it didn't work. He wondered if he should do it again.

Sirius on the other hand was feeling terrible, disgusted and sick all at the same time. He couldn't tell if it was at himself or Harry though. All he could think about was his Slytherin family and how they behaved towards him and anyone they didn't deem worthy. He knew he should feel ashamed of himself for his reaction at finding out that Harry almost became a Slytherin, but he just couldn't shake of the memories.

"I'm disappointed in you," Remus' voice broke hiim out of his miserable musings.

"I thought you have grown up a bit, but I guess being locked in Azkaban didn't help you in that department and you're still locked into your twenty-year-old mental self," Lupin continued.

"You have to understand, though, that Harry is not your mother, and neither is he your father, your brother, or has any kind of a connection to your family. He's simply a smart, cunning, brave and loyal young man that observes too much, has impressive instincts for someone so young, and is cheeky with people he feels comfortable with."

With that he lifted the Silencing spell from his friend and let him stew in silence as he walked out of the room and into the common room. He started to go to Harry, but changed his mind as he saw him being surrounded by his friends. Instead, he went to sit next to Tonks again, hoping that Sirius would join them soon. He was quite nervous in the presence of the young girl.

Fifteen minutes later, Sirius did come out of the room and sat himself next to Remus and Tonks. He was still quiet, but a little fidgety. It looked as if he was gathering his courage up to speak.

"Harry," Sirius said quietly, but loud enough so that everyone could hear him. "I'd like to apologize for my reaction. I hope that you can forgive me for how I acted. The only explanation I can offer you is that the mention of Slytherin makes me remember my family. And my family is kind of like your muggle one, only they could use magic to punish me. Mother tried to disown me when I was sorted into Gryffindor, and my father wanted me to join Voldemort. I ran away when I was sixteen."

Harry was silent as he listened to his godfather. He wasn't sure what to say or think of that.

"It was actually your dad's place I went to and your grandparents were really nice. I could always come for a family lunch on Sundays after I graduated," Sirius continued with a small smile on his face.

"That, or die of food poisoning," Remus said, trying to lift the tension in the room. It worked, as first Harry, then the other kids, Tonks, and finally even McGonagall and Sirius started laughing.

"It's okay, I guess I understand," Harry said. Sirius' face lit up like a Christmas tree.

"I think we can continue reading now, Minerva," Remus said satisfied with the outcome.

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