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Author: The F00l2 Story: Second Chances Rating: Teens Setting: Pre-HBP Status: WIP Reviews: 2 Words: 6,721
The next morning Harry was awakened by several officious-sounding hoots. Scrunching his eyes against the glare of the sun shining through the open window, he saw a large brown owl that somehow seemed to resemble Percy in its attitude, as it gazed down at him from its perch on his bedpost, and imperially shook its leg at him to try and get Harry to untie the scrolls from his leg. While untying the items from the owl, Harry saw that it was a Gringotts Owl, although it still acted uncannily like Percy. After accepting some water from Harry, the owl flew out of the window without a glance back at Harry. The first item was a short letter from the headmaster stating that he was in charge of Sirius's last will and testament, and that he would need to pick up Harry later that day around eleven a.m. to Floo from Mrs. Figg's house. Dumbledore would need to take him to Gringotts where they would meet Remus to finalize the will, and then Harry would be able to do some shopping at Diagon Alley. Dumbledore then apologized again for what happened last in his office, but never mentioned specifics as a sort of peace offering as in the less said the better. This was something which Harry understood, as he didn't want to relive that scene either, especially since he wasn't too proud of losing it like that. But that triggered a different thought. Harry slapped himself upside his head. The Prophecy! What was he going to tell Hermione and Ron about it? Even worse, what was he going to tell GINNY? She's got her mum's temper and I don't want to jeopardize what little we've got so far since I'm hoping for more. What is she going to think of me when I tell her that the Prophecy wasn't destroyed? She's gonna bloody well skin me alive, maybe literally. I'm definitely not looking forward to either one, but I think I'd rather be the guinea pig for all future testing of the twins' jokes rather than tell Ginny I've been hiding something like this from her, she scares me more than Tom ever did. Harry shuddered at this particular thought. Well Potter, I think you might as well bite the bullet and tell them, the question is just going to be when? I guess I can ask Professor Dumbledore today when I see him. I really do miss Sirius so much it hurts but I can only guess how bad Prof MOONY is taking it. Harry had to catch himself since Remus was no longer his professor and the closest thing to family he had left, since the Dursleys didn't count in Harry's opinion. He only has me left after Sirius... Harry had to take several deep breaths before he could even continue that train of thought. after Sirius passed through the veil; and Wormtail is a good-for-nothing snake-eater. The next letter Harry nearly dropped when he saw who it was from. It was from Sirius, and it was dated only a couple of weeks before he disappeared through the veil. Dear Harry, If you are reading this, then something has happened to me and I'm no longer among the land of the living. I know that I haven't been the world's best godfather to you. I should have listened to James and kept my big mouth shut about changing secret keepers to Peter (that dirty rat!), but as much as I regret saying this, since you saved his life, he DOES owe you a Wizard's Debt; and someday in the future, that might just save your bacon when you least expect it. We need any edge we can get over Old Snake-Face. Now I know you and Snivellus don't get along, but hey, I can't stand the git either! But you do need his Advanced Potions if you want to be an Auror like Minerva mentioned to me. I detest saying anything good about that git, Snape, but he does know his potions. I'm still not sure how far you can trust him though. Like any other Slytherin, the number one thing he is looking out for is himself. Now something I need to say before I loose my nerve. I know that you aren't too happy with Albus in making you stay with the Dursleys. Well now that I'm gone, he is your official guardian until your 17th birthday when you become a man, at least in some ways. I would have named Remus but with the prejudice in the Ministry and the rest of the Wizarding world, I couldn't take the chance that something would happen. I wish I could be there to give you the TALK when you become a man the RIGHT WAY and also be there to give you tips on how to make the ladies moan your name in delight. For some reason I get the feeling that hearing it from Remus or Albus won't quite be the same. Now since I'm the last of the Blacks, my will basically states that you and Remus each get half of the Black fortune and share the house, although there are a few conditions which I've left with Albus. Simply put, the conditions are that you and Moony need to live there and make it a home, doing what needs to be done to make it so, thereby getting those Dursleys out of the picture. Speaking of pictures, somebody needs to deal with that nasty old hag of my mum in the hallway. I suggested a sharp knife to Albus before but he wouldn't let me. I guess he had flashbacks of what I did to the Fat Lady, of which, I am sorry for. Harry, maybe the twins can give you a hand with her, eh? Also, Kreature needs to be dealt with since there are no more Blacks to serve. You do need a house elf or two to help with the house though. Possibly your friend Dobby may want to offer his assistance? BUT ONE THING THAT I DEFINITELY DO NOT WANT YOU TO DO, HARRY, IS BLAME YOURSELF FOR ANYTHING THAT VOLDEMORT HAS HAD A HAND IN! I'm most likely dead from some plot of his, but I want you to promise me that you won't blame yourself; if you want to blame someone, blame that bastard Riddle ‘cause it'll be his fault anyways! I also want you to find a nice girl and snog the living daylights out of her. It took your dad years to finally notice the right girl and ended up with both her and you. Keep your eyes out for cute redheads, since it seems that's what the Potters are infamous for. I seem to remember that Arthur's youngest has had her eyes on you, so you might want to give her a chance. Don't shut her or your friends out to protect them, though. It's their decision to be with you and we all know the risks of loving you. Yes, your friends love you in their own ways, and I know I love you, as well as Remus.Since this was the Weasley twins' final year, it is up to you to carry on the Marauder Tradition: Honor, Loyalty, and Pranking the Heck outta all the Slytherins, especially those named Snape or Malfoy. |