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Shoujutsu.
Itoshii Sune-Ku.
Chapter 22: Shoujutsu.
Everything had been just fine for Petunia Dursley, up until four wizards--Well, three, not counting the woman--had come knocking at her door. While her husband was home, no less. They had come knocking on her door early that morning, and she was on her way to answer it, but her husband had gotten there first.
When he had opened the door and she had seen who was standing there, she had nearly panicked. Looking a little older, but no less handsome, was the man she had met when her sister had brought home the man she was engaged to, and his friends. Remus Lupin, she believed it was.
Knowing what they were there for, Petunia gestured wildly, trying to get his attention, and when she did, she shook her head frantically. She motioned for them to leave, and mouthed to them to come back later, at least after her husband left.
Getting the point, and just in time too, Remus touched Minerva\'s shoulder, cutting off her initial question, and said.
\"Please, forgive us. I think we\'ve gotten the wrong house. This isn\'t Mrs. Figg\'s house, is it?\" Remus smiled charmingly at the man, whose face was turning a slight pink in annoyance.
\"No, you\'ve got the wrong house. Mrs. Figg lives on down the road.\" Remus nodded and turned tugging Minerva, and Severus along behind him, his old Headmaster following absently beside them.
\"Why are we leaving? We had the right house.\" Minerva objected, and Remus patted her arm.
\"Didn\'t you see her behind that man?\"
\"How could we? The muggle took up the entire doorway. It\'s a wonder he can fit through.\" Severus retorted, scathingly.
\"Well, I was in a position to see her. She was just trying to tell us to come back. She didn\'t want to talk to us while her husband was there. In other words--.\"
\"She knows something.\" Severus finished for him.
\"Exactly. Now, follow me. We\'re going to the other side of the house. There\'s a really big garden we can hide in, for the moment. Least until Dursley leaves the house.\"
\"And you would know this how, Remus?\" Dumbledore asked, sternly, but smiling slightly. Remus took a side-long glance at him, leading the way around the house.
\"Just because I respect you, doesn\'t mean I\'m going to obey your every command. Harry\'s my unofficial godson. Do you actually think I would have listened to you, and not at least come to visit him?\" Remus replied, though without malice, sounding as if he was just stating facts.
The headmaster \'hmm\'ed\' and smiled a bit wider, thinking that was probably a good idea that he hadn\'t listened to him.
\"Did you ever interact with the boy?\" Severus asked, raising a brow. Remus looked at him as if he was slightly crazy.
\"Of course I did! I would play with him in the sandbox at the park his aunt took him and his cousin to. He never talked all that much, though. Strange thing is, the last time I saw him before now, he said to me, \"See you later, Moony.\" I didn\'t even think he could remember me. And I was certain I didn\'t tell him to call me Moony. But he smiled, like he knew something I didn\'t, and just ran off at his aunt\'s call.\" Remus was smiling by the end of his story, and Severus was looking as if he didn\'t believe a boy could remember someone he hadn\'t seen since he was a year old.
\"When did you start visiting him?\" Minerva asked, actually smiling at the look on both Remus and Severus\' faces.
\"I started visiting when he was three. I got fed up with not seeing him after that long, and just decided to go on. I didn\'t have anything to lose, you know. I would go to the park and just watch him play. He never left the sandbox, and no one else ever played with him. He was almost always alone.
\"I started playing with him when some older kids started to pick on him, and none of the adults around looked as if they were going to help him. After the kids left, Harry just sat there and stared at me. As if he thought I was insane for helping him. But then he seemed to get a good look at me, and smiled slightly. He offered up his shirt-full of sand, and after that I just always played with him.\" Remus seemed to ponder for a moment.
\"Although, I never really imagined James and Lily\'s only son to turn out so quiet, and unassuming. James was never quiet, and Lily wasn\'t always quiet either. He was good boy, though. I think I like him the way he is, better than if he had turned out more like either of his parents.\" Severus looked at him oddly.
\"And why is that?\" Remus smiled mischievously.
\"He likes reading and cooking, better than anything else in the world.\" Minerva smiled, but asked skeptically.
\"And how would you know that, if he didn\'t talk all that much?\" Remus pulled out a small, brown and gold, pocket sized book, that looked as if it had seen better days.
\"He gave me this. Saying it was one of his favourite books. When I asked if he actually read it, and understood it, he said he did. I really couldn\'t believe it. He knew I was in shock that a kid so young could read a book like this, so he asked if I had read it, and we talked about it for hours. It was the most he had talked in six months. And guess what? He really did read it!\" Remus laughed quietly, and handed the book to Severus.
\"The boy actually read it?\" Remus laughed again. It wasn\'t often he could thoroughly shock Severus Snape, and actually have him show it.
\"What book is it, Remus?\" Minerva asked.
\"Lolita.\" Snape answered for him, showing the spine of the book to his fellow professor.
\"Why would a boy his age read that sort of book? It\'s way too old for him.\" Remus smiled, took the book from Severus and placed it back in coat pocket.
\"And he likes cooking because he brought me some cookies that he made. He told me his aunt had allowed him to take four of the cookies he had baked that day. Seems to me he\'s done a lot of cooking in his few years. They were wonderful cookies, too.\"
Severus was about to comment when they heard a car start and then, after a while, fade away. Remus motioned for them to follow. Before they reached the porch, the door at the back of the house opened, and Petunia Dursley looked out, and, spotting them, motioned them inside.
Chapter 22: Shoujutsu.
Everything had been just fine for Petunia Dursley, up until four wizards--Well, three, not counting the woman--had come knocking at her door. While her husband was home, no less. They had come knocking on her door early that morning, and she was on her way to answer it, but her husband had gotten there first.
When he had opened the door and she had seen who was standing there, she had nearly panicked. Looking a little older, but no less handsome, was the man she had met when her sister had brought home the man she was engaged to, and his friends. Remus Lupin, she believed it was.
Knowing what they were there for, Petunia gestured wildly, trying to get his attention, and when she did, she shook her head frantically. She motioned for them to leave, and mouthed to them to come back later, at least after her husband left.
Getting the point, and just in time too, Remus touched Minerva\'s shoulder, cutting off her initial question, and said.
\"Please, forgive us. I think we\'ve gotten the wrong house. This isn\'t Mrs. Figg\'s house, is it?\" Remus smiled charmingly at the man, whose face was turning a slight pink in annoyance.
\"No, you\'ve got the wrong house. Mrs. Figg lives on down the road.\" Remus nodded and turned tugging Minerva, and Severus along behind him, his old Headmaster following absently beside them.
\"Why are we leaving? We had the right house.\" Minerva objected, and Remus patted her arm.
\"Didn\'t you see her behind that man?\"
\"How could we? The muggle took up the entire doorway. It\'s a wonder he can fit through.\" Severus retorted, scathingly.
\"Well, I was in a position to see her. She was just trying to tell us to come back. She didn\'t want to talk to us while her husband was there. In other words--.\"
\"She knows something.\" Severus finished for him.
\"Exactly. Now, follow me. We\'re going to the other side of the house. There\'s a really big garden we can hide in, for the moment. Least until Dursley leaves the house.\"
\"And you would know this how, Remus?\" Dumbledore asked, sternly, but smiling slightly. Remus took a side-long glance at him, leading the way around the house.
\"Just because I respect you, doesn\'t mean I\'m going to obey your every command. Harry\'s my unofficial godson. Do you actually think I would have listened to you, and not at least come to visit him?\" Remus replied, though without malice, sounding as if he was just stating facts.
The headmaster \'hmm\'ed\' and smiled a bit wider, thinking that was probably a good idea that he hadn\'t listened to him.
\"Did you ever interact with the boy?\" Severus asked, raising a brow. Remus looked at him as if he was slightly crazy.
\"Of course I did! I would play with him in the sandbox at the park his aunt took him and his cousin to. He never talked all that much, though. Strange thing is, the last time I saw him before now, he said to me, \"See you later, Moony.\" I didn\'t even think he could remember me. And I was certain I didn\'t tell him to call me Moony. But he smiled, like he knew something I didn\'t, and just ran off at his aunt\'s call.\" Remus was smiling by the end of his story, and Severus was looking as if he didn\'t believe a boy could remember someone he hadn\'t seen since he was a year old.
\"When did you start visiting him?\" Minerva asked, actually smiling at the look on both Remus and Severus\' faces.
\"I started visiting when he was three. I got fed up with not seeing him after that long, and just decided to go on. I didn\'t have anything to lose, you know. I would go to the park and just watch him play. He never left the sandbox, and no one else ever played with him. He was almost always alone.
\"I started playing with him when some older kids started to pick on him, and none of the adults around looked as if they were going to help him. After the kids left, Harry just sat there and stared at me. As if he thought I was insane for helping him. But then he seemed to get a good look at me, and smiled slightly. He offered up his shirt-full of sand, and after that I just always played with him.\" Remus seemed to ponder for a moment.
\"Although, I never really imagined James and Lily\'s only son to turn out so quiet, and unassuming. James was never quiet, and Lily wasn\'t always quiet either. He was good boy, though. I think I like him the way he is, better than if he had turned out more like either of his parents.\" Severus looked at him oddly.
\"And why is that?\" Remus smiled mischievously.
\"He likes reading and cooking, better than anything else in the world.\" Minerva smiled, but asked skeptically.
\"And how would you know that, if he didn\'t talk all that much?\" Remus pulled out a small, brown and gold, pocket sized book, that looked as if it had seen better days.
\"He gave me this. Saying it was one of his favourite books. When I asked if he actually read it, and understood it, he said he did. I really couldn\'t believe it. He knew I was in shock that a kid so young could read a book like this, so he asked if I had read it, and we talked about it for hours. It was the most he had talked in six months. And guess what? He really did read it!\" Remus laughed quietly, and handed the book to Severus.
\"The boy actually read it?\" Remus laughed again. It wasn\'t often he could thoroughly shock Severus Snape, and actually have him show it.
\"What book is it, Remus?\" Minerva asked.
\"Lolita.\" Snape answered for him, showing the spine of the book to his fellow professor.
\"Why would a boy his age read that sort of book? It\'s way too old for him.\" Remus smiled, took the book from Severus and placed it back in coat pocket.
\"And he likes cooking because he brought me some cookies that he made. He told me his aunt had allowed him to take four of the cookies he had baked that day. Seems to me he\'s done a lot of cooking in his few years. They were wonderful cookies, too.\"
Severus was about to comment when they heard a car start and then, after a while, fade away. Remus motioned for them to follow. Before they reached the porch, the door at the back of the house opened, and Petunia Dursley looked out, and, spotting them, motioned them inside.