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Malik Itshar
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Ryou Bakura
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Seto Kaiba
Yugi Motou
Yami Yugi
Millennium Ring
Millennium Rod
Millennium Eye
Millennium Necklace
Millennium Puzzle
Change of Heart
Dark Magician
Magician of Faith
Harpy Sisters
Time Wizard
Chapter 1
Dear Harry;
I have come to the understanding you had every intention of leaving the Dursley household once Sirius's situation was well taken care of. Life with your Aunt and Uncle was not easy for you, I'm sure. I have a proposition you might be interested in. I want you to come live with me. It's entirely up to you. I can understand your need to leave the house however I do not see you staying at the Grimmauld Place any better then staying in the Leaky Caldron. I live on a nice farm a few miles from anywhere really. But there is a small town where I'm sure you'll find anything you might need. And it's not a far fly from Ronald. However because I am not an official guardian we must wait until your sixteenth birthday before I can become your caretaker. And I'm sure by that time my surprise shall be waiting for you. Please consider it carefully. I look forward to your reply.
See you next term,
Remus Lupin.
"Boy! Get the door!" Harry groaned when he heard his aunt shout from the kitchen. He shoved his Hogwarts robe into his trunk before dashing out of his room and down the stairs. He murmured under his breath. Why couldn't they get the door for bloody heaven's sake? It wasn't like Dudley was busy or something. But no! He always had to go out of his way to get the door.
Harry quickly shoved his annoyance away so as not to appear rude to whoever was at the door. The newfound sixteen year old grabbed the brass knob, opening the door. The smiling face of Remus Lupin greeted him as the man turned. "Harry! Good to see you." The man said with a smile. He looked as tired as always however not as ragged. The full moon was weeks away and gone, showing the best of Lupin's appearance.
"H-hello Professor." Harry said uncertainly, his lips tugging upward in a smile. He was actually going away. Away to somewhere he might actually be happy. At least until school started. "A-are you…here to pick me up then?"
"Yes. If you still wish to come." Lupin said with a nod. Harry nodded dumbly. Why wouldn't he?! Harry stepped aside, allowing the wizard to enter. Lupin glanced around, noticing the many pictures of Dudley, some with his mother. "They do love their son don't they? That's excellent if they didn't ignore their nephew." Lupin muttered to himself as Harry choked down a laugh. "Will your Uncle mind my presence while you get ready?" Harry shrugged, looking to see his aunt making her way toward them.
"Can I help you sir?" Aunt Petunia asked, her nose coiling at the man. Lupin looked quite better compared to his days at the school. His suit was freshly pressed, clean and his robe was new, the ends no longer tattered. His face was unmarred and his hair kept far better.
"I won't be here but a moment. Remus Lupin ma'am." The wizard offered his hand, Aunt Petunia hesitantly taking it.
"May I ask why you're here?" She tired again. Harry glanced between the two as he stood on the first step of the stairs.
"I'm here to pick up Harry." Lupin said with a smile. "I've offered to take him and he's agreed. Did you tell you Aunt and Uncle Harry?" Harry nodded.
"I told Uncle Vernon. He didn't seem interested." Harry said.
"How long will he be with you? Where are you going? Is it legal?" Aunt Petunia questioned, scowling now at the man before her.
"Harry is sixteen now. It's his decision whom he lives with. And yes I do have legal rights." Lupin said calmly. "Come along Harry. We don't want to miss the train." Lupin waved to the boy upward. Harry nodded, turning to dash up the stairs with Lupin calmly following. "Well that was easy."
"Easy? I'm not so sure." Harry muttered, putting the last of his things in his trunk. Lupin frowned at the room.
"I'm glad to say your room will be a good deal better." Lupin said as he looked through the cupboard of large clothes. "You're still wearing you cousin's clothes?" Harry nodded.
"They don't take me shopping and most of my clothes from last year either got torn up, too small or they're so dirty I can't wear them." Harry said as he strapped his trunk shut. "I think that's everything. I'll need to do some major laundry when we get there." Lupin nodded in understanding.
"There's a wash in town. We'll stop by and I'll let you go buy some new things while we wait." Lupin said, helping Harry with his trunk. Harry grabbed Hedwig's empty cage and followed his former teacher down stairs. There Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia were waiting.
"I want to see proof you have right to the boy. I shall not be giving him to some money grubbing freak without legal consent." Vernon snarled, glaring at the man before him. However there was fear there. For what he appeared, the Muggle seemed to sense the danger in meddling with this man. Lupin sighed, setting Harry's trunk aside to dig into his coat. He produced a document and handed it to the red faced pudgy man. Uncle Vernon scanned over it before his face grew hot. "He hasn't got a bloody-" Lupin yelled out triumphantly, snatching the document from the man.
"Until recently noted. Now if you'll excuse us, Harry and I have a train to catch. Good day to you both and best wishes to your son." Lupin said, leading Harry out the front door where a taxi was waiting. Lupin loaded the trunk into the back as Harry got into the back seat f the car. "Now then." Remus sighed as the taxi took off. "It should be close to dark when we arrive at the next station and we can call the Night Bus."
Harry groaned, remembering his first experience of the triple-decker purple bus filled with beds and the two men and talking head. Lupin laughed at him. Harry looked up, watching the former professor carefully. Lupin noticed, curiosity filling his soft eyes. "Something wrong Harry?" Harry blushed, looking down quickly.
"N-no it's just…" He didn't think he could say it. What if he was being rude or he was mistaken? How embarrassing.
"Just what Harry? Come now. You're going to be living with me. You're going to have to now you can talk to me." Harry nodded.
"It's just…" Harry curled his finger in his shirt as he glanced up at the man. "You seem happy." Lupin blinked before laughing, a small grin coming to his face.
"You could say that. I guess I have good reason to be happy. You will too when we get home." Lupin said calmly. "Just relax for now Harry. You'll see what I mean in good time." Harry nodded in understand, turning to gaze out his window. He was looking forward to the rest of his vacation with Remus. And if he didn't, he could always go to the Weasly's home. Lupin had said it wasn't far off.
It was dark. Harry glanced back, trying to see the end of the hall. He couldn't. He looked forward. Couldn't see the end in front either. It was a stone hallway, wide and empty. Like at school. It was school. It was a hallway somewhere in the Hogwarts castle. But why was he in the school? Harry glanced up the walls and all around, slowly walking forward. It was so quiet. Was anyone ever here?
Something moved! Harry spun around to see nothing. He had seen something! He was sure. But what had it been? Slowly, trying to reason that nothing was there, Harry turned back to the front. He gasped, jumping backward. A boy. A boy was standing at the other end of the hallway. At least, Harry thought it was a boy. He looked pale. White. He was dressed in a black robe. He had no shoes. And he had long white hair.
Their bright green eyes collided. They were empty and sad, a brilliant emerald color. Gold flashed.
"Harry."
Harry screamed as the boy disappeared in shadows. Suddenly those green eyes were in front of him. Harry went to leap back in surprise but found himself unable to move. And then Harry saw it. Those eyes were changing. Shadows swam around the boy as if they were part of him. His eyes were changing. Blood seeping into them, narrowing. Hatred and darkness. The shadows grew, choking Harry. Pain filled his heart, making him want to cry out for his mum. The madness in his head wouldn't rest as those haunting red eyes gazed back at him.
"Harry! Wake up Harry!"
Harry jerked awake, gasping for air. Remus Lupin was hovering over him, running a hand soothingly through his messy raven hair. "Are you alright?" Lupin asked, his thumb running over the scar tissue of the boy's forehead. "You were moaning in your sleep. We're at the station." Harry nodded shakily, trying to sit up. Lupin gently helped Harry out of the car, letting him lean against it as he got the trunk.
"Are you sure you're alright Harry?" Lupin asked as they entered the platforms of the station, Lupin keeping a hand on Harry's elbow. Harry nodded.
"Just a nightmare. Nothing bad about it just scary." Lupin gave in, leading Harry into the train. "Every train seems so dull compared to the Hogwarts one." Lupin laughed at this as they found an empty compartment.
"I felt that way myself when I was your age." He said as Harry flopped down into the seat, rubbing his head.
"I'm fine." Harry said before Lupin asked. "You act like a mother hen you know that?" Remus laughed sheepishly as he sat across from Harry.
"I guess I have become something like that." Harry watched his teacher as he removed his coat, stuffing it near Harry's head like a pillow for him. "Something wrong?"
"You've changed a lot this summer Professor." Harry muttered as he pulled the robe under his head. Lupin smiled warmly as he leaned into the window.
"I guess I have." Lupin muttered softly, his gaze shifting out at the landscape. Harry then noticed Remus fiddling with a silver band on his left ring finger. Harry decided not to ask, not wanting to break whatever peaceful memory Remus had fallen into. Instead he curled into himself, sleep drifting over him once more.
Harry surprised himself by how much he had slept on the train and through the ride on the Night Bus. They had arrived late in the evening in from of the two-story farmhouse. There was a light on in of the second story windows. It was soft and almost unnoticed. Remus unlocked the front door, Harry following after with his trunk. Hedwig was already waiting, perched on the porch railing.
"It's a nice house Professor." Harry murmured as he looked around the family room. Lupin smiled modestly as he relocked the door.
"Just leave your trunk there for a moment. There's something I need to tell you Harry." Harry nodded, placing his trunk near the stairwell. Lupin sighed, running a hand through his hair nervously. "Now Harry you have to promise not to overreact." Lupin said, taking Harry by the arm and leading him upstairs. "He may seem a bit different but I assure you he is the same man I remember before your father died." Harry didn't understand what Lupin was saying as they approached a door, the hallway dark. "I want you to be very gentle with him. He's had a rough summer and hasn't seen anyone yet."
Remus unlocked the door, gently opening it. "Remus?" A soft voice came from the room as Lupin opened the door. It was familiar to Harry but he couldn't see much past Lupin.
"Yes, I'm home now." Remus replied softly. "Harry." Lupin smiled down at him. "I want you to meet Sirius." Harry's eyes widened when he saw the man. Sitting on the bed pushed against the wall was a scruffy looking man. He was dressed in good clothes, nothing like Harry remembered him in. his hair was clean and cut neatly. He looked as if he had never been in Azkaban. As if he'd never died. The man looked to Remus curiously, unsure of himself.
Remus smiled at him gently, wrapping an arm around Harry's shoulders. "Sirius. This is Harry. Do you remember him?" The man's dark eyes fell on Harry timidly. He looked childish, scared almost of his own memories. Gentle recognition came over his face as he smiled.
"Harry. I-I remember Harry. He's…James's son. Right Remus? That's right?" Sirius looked to the other man fearfully. Lupin nodded proudly with a smile.
"That's right." Remus patted Harry's shoulder. "It's alright Harry. Don't be scared." Harry gulped. He didn't understand. Wasn't Sirius dead?! He'd seen his godfather die. Sirius slowly stood, meekly making his way toward them. Sirius shakily lifted a hand, letting his finger tangle in Harry's soft raven hair. He even smelled like Sirius.
"Harry. I remember Harry. D-does Harry remember me?" Tears were welling in his jade eyes. It was Sirius. It had to be Sirius. But how?! "Harry?" Sirius's voice filled with fear when he saw the tears. "Did I do something wrong Remus?" Sirius whimpered, pulling back.
"No, Sirius, no." Lupin turned to Harry. "He just doesn't understand."
"Remus can teach him." Sirius said hopefully. "Remus is a good teacher."
"Harry." Lupin whispered, directing Harry's green eyes to him. "It's alright. Everything's alright. This is Sirius." Harry looked to the other man fearfully standing before them, glancing between man and boy. "He just wants to know you remember him."
"I…" Harry hiccupped, the tears falling. "I…remember." Harry broke away from Remus, diving into Sirius's chest. "I missed you Sirius!" The man stuttered, unsure what to do. He gently wrapped his arm around Harry, remembering when Remus hugged him. Remus always hugged him when he had cried.
"It's okay Harry." Sirius whispered, running his fingers through Harry's hair. "I'm alright. I'm here." He hugged Harry tight. He had missed Harry. He had loved Harry. Very much. He hated not being able to remember him fast enough.
Harry was happy, overjoyed, to see Sirius alive again. Nothing could make him happier then seeing his own parents again. But he still didn't understand. The next morning he found Remus in the kitchen cooking breakfast. Harry had said good morning to Sirius on his way down, finding the man in his room.
"Professor." Lupin looked up with a smile. He then sighed when he saw the serious gaze Harry held in his jade colored eyes.
"You want me to explain I suppose." Harry nodded, sitting at the table. Lupin quickly finished, preparing Harry a plate. "Really I can't say much myself. It was a huge surprise. Not long after the summer began I came home after a trip to town. I found a puppy wounded and broken on my porch. I took him inside and healed him. He reminded me of Sirius right away. And then when the creature had healed and was lively and healthy, he changed. He was a child." Remus sighed, sitting across from Harry. The boy listened intently. "When I asked about him, he said he couldn't remember. All he could remember was my name. Before I even told it to him. He said my name was Remus. For a while, he didn't seem to remember anything of where he came from or even what he was. He seemed perfectly human other then the fact he came as a puppy.
"Then one day while I was helping him read, he suddenly said Sirius Black. I had never mentioned it to him before. He had smiled brightly at me and said his name was Sirius Black. Naturally I didn't quite believe it possible at first but then more things began to happen. He was remembering all kinds of things. Days at school. Other classmates. Snape and James and even Tom Riddle. He would tell me stories and dreams of when we were kids and I knew it was Sirius.
"His growth was so violently rapid. He grew by years in weeks. It was painful for him. He often cried because he hated not being able to remember. And then I remembered you. I knew you were the only one I could possibly introduce him to first. You're the only other real person he cares about. And he remembers you. The only thing he doesn't remember is those horrible twelve years. I thank god every day that he doesn't."
"But…how? I saw Sirius die." Lupin shook his head.
"I don't know how myself. All I can do is be thankful he was brought back to me and continue to help him back into his life." Lupin looked up when they heard shuffling feet. "Sirius? Breakfast if ready." Remus called. The man shuffled in, grinning happily. Harry was surprised when Sirius hugged him.
"Hi Harry." Sirius said before sitting. Remus smiled, placing a plate before the man. "Thank you." Lupin nodded.
"Sirius." The man looked up from his food when Remus spoke. His back was turned as he cleaned. Harry listened as well while he ate. "Harry and I are going to town. I'm going to help him buy some new clothes and then I'll be back, alright?"
"When can I go to town again Remus? I want to see Emily and Tom." Sirius whimpered. Remus smiled at his friend.
"Another day Sirius. I'm sure the children would love to see you but Harry needs clothes." Sirius pouted as he ate.
"Thank you." Harry said before leaving the table, heading upstairs. Harry glared at his trunk full of things. It was hard sorting out what clothes he needed to keep, clean or throw out. They all seemed to find themselves together. Finally Harry settled on throwing out the worst of his hand-me-downs and get the rest of his own clothes washed. He stuffed them into a bag and then went scavenging for his jeans. All his others were in the bag so he had to wear yesterday's.
The morning went by without a hitch, Remus Lupin taking him shopping and to the rag store where they took his throw outs. After getting new clothes that fit him, Remus took Harry to the laundry. "I trust you remember the way back to the farm. I need to get back before Sirius comes looking for me. He's done that before." Harry nodded. "I believe that should be enough money for your wash. See you at home Harry."
Harry remained in the shop, watching his laundry spin round and round in the wash. Time seemed to tick by slower then malaise. It was more boring then doing laundry at the Dursley's. It wasn't until his stomach began to ache Harry realized what time I was.
Harry looked up when the door opened, two children entering. A boy and a girl. They looked to be the same age, siblings. The little girl was holding a box wrapped in cloth. They didn't look all English. They were Asian descendent Harry had to guess. Hey were soft brunettes with bright gray blue eyes. They had to be twins.
The little girl smiled when she noticed Harry. She skipped his way, her brother following calmly. "Hello!" The girl greeted happily when she stopped before him. "We brought you lunch!" She said, holding out the box. "Mr. Lupin asked our mum to give you this. Said you'd be here a while."
"Thank you." Harry said numbly, surprised. He took the box and untied the corners of the cloth. It fell open to a lidless box filled with food. There were all kinds of things unfamiliar to Harry inside. He recognized the rice in the triangle shaped treats and the small sausages and apple slices cut decoratively.
The little girl lifted herself up onto the bench next to him while her brother remained standing. "My name is Emily. That's my brother Tom. What's your name?" The little girl asked, playing with her pink hair ribbon that pulled back the front half of her hair.
"Harry Potter." He replied as he took up one of the treats. "What is this? Rice?"
"It's a rice ball. Try it! My mum makes great rice balls." Emily cheered happily. Harry took her words, taking a bite. It was good. Different but good. He found toothpicks in each of the other items of food instead of any silver wear.
"Where are you two from?" Harry asked.
"Here." Emily said sweetly. Tom rolled his eyes.
"Our dad's from London. Our mum is from Yokohama Japan. Our dad was doing research there when they met." Emily stuck her tongue out at her brother as he scowled at her. "So why has the Harry Potter come to live with Mr. Lupin?"
"Hm?" Harry looked to the boy in confusion. THE Harry Potter? That didn't sound good.
"Oh don't play dumb. We know who you are. Not hard to miss you with that bloody scar in the middle of your forehead." Tom growled. Harry grunted, shifting to let his bangs fall over the scar. "We may not be old enough for school yet but we have heard of you."
"Don't be mean Tom! I bet Harry hates it when people talk about him when he's never even met them. He probably gets enough of that as school." Emily cried at her brother.
"Oh shove off. It was just a question and he should know by now people know him." Tom grumbled, glaring at the girl.
"You're being rude to your sister." Harry muttered, eating an apple slice. They looking like winged bugs. Tom glared at him.
"What do you know? I hear you're not only stupid you're crazy. Saying things like that guy's back and saying there's a war coming. It's rubbish I think." Emily gasped, jumping off the bench to stamp her foot at her brother.
"Don't be mean Tom! Harry isn't stupid! You are! I for one think Harry's cool!" Emily cried, her cheeks burning red with anger.
"You're a girl! You think anyone's cool! He's a loser loony that's all." Tom grumbled.
Harry sighed, standing up. He set the lunch box aside and went to Tom. The boy yelled out when Harry lifted him off his feet by the back of his coat. Harry calmly walked toward the door, carrying a kicking and shouting Tom with him. Harry set him down outside the door. "Listen you. You shouldn't say such mean things to your sister and about other people who are right there. I'm not upset your insulted me, I'm used to actually. But I would hate to see how you treat friends in comparison to your own sister." Harry said before reentering the shop, finding Emily still standing there. Harry sat down, grabbing another rice ball. "I'm sorry." He said gently, offering the ball to her. She sniffed, taking the treat. She sat next to him, sniffling.
"Tom is so mean." She whimpered before taking a big bite of her rice ball.
"You're lucky to have a brother. A family too." Emily looked up at him curiously. Harry calmly ate, his jade eyes staring aimlessly. "I don't have a family anymore. My parents are dead and I have no siblings. No grandparents and an aunt who doesn't want me. At the moment, all I have at my friends at school and Sirius and Remus." Harry turned to the little girl, smiling. "Be thankful you have a wonderful mother and a brother. You'd miss them if they left you."
Emily nodded, sniffing again. Harry smiled warmly, handing her his handkerchief. "Tell your mum thanks for the food." Harry said as Emily left, finding her brother out on the curb. The rest of the afternoon seemed dull and lonesome as Harry finished his wash. He gathered it all up in his bag again and headed home. There seemed to be no cars in the town, only the ones coming and going from visits. Harry was no longer surprised to find quite a few were actually wizard families. He recognized two brothers from the Ravenclaw house hanging about.
Harry felt a bit better being in a small town far away with people similar to him. However he made an effort to hide evidence of whom he really was. The sky was turning bright orange and gold by the time he left the town and headed up the dirt road toward the farm. It was mostly pasture for what Harry could see, the few fields only growing grapes and strawberries. He'd have to ask Remus what he used them for.
By the time he reached the house it was getting dark. A large shaggy black dog, his black eyes glittering happily and his tail wagging greeted Harry. Harry smiled, ruffling the dog's fur. "I'm back Professor!" Harry shouted before he climbed the stairs, Snuffles following him. Harry tossed his bag into his room and headed back down. "Where's Remus?" He asked the dog. Snuffles barked up at him, trotting farther into the house. Harry followed him out the back door and a little ways out into the back yard.
Past the garden Harry found Snuffles pacing before a pair of cellar doors. Harry tugged them open to find a staircase. He followed the dog down into the darkness. Harry found himself surrounded in large tanks, the sound of bubbling and gurgling from inside. Farther in he could see rows of wooden barrels. He then spotted Lupin tending to one of the large mixing tanks.
"Professor!" Harry hurried toward the man. Lupin looked very dressed down. His sleeves were rolled up, his shirt loose. The former teacher smiled, closing the lid of the tank. "What is all this?" Harry asked, looking around.
"It's a winery." Remus side. "I have to have something to keep my land other then school." He laughed, leading Harry back into the barrels. "I make wine from the grapes and strawberries I grow out there. Gives me something to do when I'm not ill." Harry understood what he meant. "Did you get everything done?"
"Yes. And I meet Emily and Tom."
"Oh I hope he didn't cause trouble for you Harry." Remus sighed. Harry shook his head, scratching behind one of the dog's ears.
"It was alright."
"Oh!" Remus cried, remembering something suddenly. He quickly headed in another direction, Harry following. "Ronald's little owl, pig, showed up for you. Late birthday present I suppose." Remus produced a package and handed it to Harry. "And Hermione's is in your room." Harry nodded. "Why don't you go back inside? I have a few things left in here to do."
Harry obeyed, taking his package and Snuffles with him. The shaggy dog lay cross his lap once Harry was settled on his bed, his packages resting next to him. He untied the strings of Ron's pack and unfolded the paper. He found inside a croqueted scarf of blues and greens. Next he found a pair of gloves obviously made by Mrs. Weasley. Finally there was a small figurine wrapped up in news to keep it safe. It was of a Quidditch player. The underside of his broom was attached to the base with a piece of thread, allowing him to circle around the base without flying off.
He then found Ron's note.
Dear Harry;
Happy birthday mate!
The scarf is from Ginny. She just learned this summer and insisted on making you one. And mum's bad knitting. It took all my summer savings to get you that figure too. I'm sorry if it's late. Couldn't get Pig to cooperate. Hope you're well. I'll come visit you at Lupin's some time soon.
See you,
Ron
Harry set the figurine on his night table and draped the scarf over the bedpost. He then took up Hermione's neatly wrapped package. Inside he found two books. One was "The History and Making of the Wizarding Sport Quidditch" and "Gamer's Guide to All Broom Sticks and Flying Techniques."
Harry laughed but promised mentally to read them later. He found her letter enclosed in one of the books.
Dear Harry;
Happy birthday. I found these books and thought you might enjoy them. When are you coming to London to go shopping? I've heard from Ron you're staying with professor Lupin. And I've heard from other sourced he's returning to the school. How is it there? I hope it's better then at your other home.
See you at school,
Hermione
Harry set her note aside and quickly dug out some parchment and a pen. Snuffles snored quietly in Harry's lap as he wrote. An hour later Remus called up to them that dinner was ready. This woke Sirius, the dog jumping up and racing out of the room. Harry quickly followed. He looked forward to the month before school began.
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