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Changes
Chapter 40: Changes
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowlings and her assorted publishers own these Characters. I am just playing with them for a while.
The next month seemed to fly by. Ron and Hermione were distance at first but soon got over it. Harry spent most of his free time with Ginny and Remus, which was definitely more enjoyable. He still cared for Ron and Hermione but he could not be himself around them. Ron was too much of a hothead, he just could not trust telling them about his relationship with Remus.
On this particular evening Harry and Remus were relaxing in the tub. Harry was nestled in Remus’ arms as Remus played with the strands of gray in Harry’s hair. Harry chuckled.
“What?”
Harry turned slightly to face Remus. “You’re playing with my hair again. Is it some kind of fetish with you?”
Remus chuckled as well. “I guess it is.” He kissed Harry’s jaw. “You just look so sexy.”
Harry turned back around and leaned back into Remus’ chest. “I was thinking of talking to the Headmaster about discontinuing my classes. I’m bored out of my skull and it’s not worth it just so I can play Quidditch.”
“Are you sure? What about the rest of your NEWTS?”
I can see if I can take them early if not I will take them with the rest of my class. God knows I don’t need to attend classes to pass them.”
“You won’t miss Quidditch?”
“Maybe a little but I much rather concentrate my time on teaching and finding Voldermort so we can end this.”
“He has been pretty quiet lately.”
“Yes he has and that’s always a concern. He is probably planning something big.”
“Ron is going to kill you if you leave the team.”
“We have a match next week so I wouldn’t do anything until after that. Dennis is coming along nicely as a seeker; he will be able to replace me just fine. Ron will have to get over it.”
“It will be nice to have more time together. Do you want me to come with you when you talk to Albus?”
“That’s ok, I should probably go by myself.” Harry turned to straddle Remus and kissed him deeply. “We should get out now before we turn into prunes.”
“After you my love,” bowed Remus.
“Git,” laughed Harry.
They got out of the tub, dried off and got into bed. Harry snuggled into Remus’ arms.”
“Tired love?”
Harry yawned. “Yeah.”
“Go to sleep.”
“Don’t you want to make love?”
“I always want to make love to you,” grinned Remus. “However tonight let’s just go to sleep.”
“O…k,” yawned Harry. “Night.” He pressed his face against Remus’ chest and fell asleep. Remus chuckled, kissed Harry on the top of his head and closed his eyes. He soon joined Harry in dreamland.
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A few days later;
“Harry please come in,” said Dumbledore.
“Good morning Professor.”
“Tea? Lemon Drops?”
“No thank you.” Harry sat down. “The reason I asked to see you is because I want to withdraw from my remaining classes.”
“Are you sure that is a good idea?”
“I’m sure. You and I both know that I am not learning anything new. The stress of keeping my abilities and knowledge a secret is becoming too much. I’m going to give myself away if I stay in class.”
“What about your NEWTS?”
“I can hopefully take them with the rest of the class in the spring. I would love to take them now but I do not want special treatment.”
“You do really you would not be able to continue playing Quidditch?”
“Yes I realize that. I love playing it but really it’s only a game. I was hoping to time my withdrawal for Monday so I can play the match on Saturday. I owe it to the team and Professor McGonagall to be there.”
“That will be all right. What do you suggest we tell everyone?”
“Maybe we could say I am devoting more time to training and finding a way to defeat Voldermort. It is what I plan to do when I’M not teaching.”
“Well it seems that you have thought this through. When would you like me to announce this?”
“On Monday please. I would like to tell my friends and the team personally. I would like to tell Professor McGonagall personally as well.”
“That will be fine. Do you want me to make arrangements to have you tested early?”
“Wouldn’t that look suspicious if I write them now?”
“Maybe we can time them for just before Christmas break. Once your identity is made public you may have trouble writing them.”
“I never thought of that. What ever you think is best. I would love to get them over with.”
“I will let you know when I have arranged a time.”
“Thank you sir. I might as well do my Potions NEWT as well.”
“Well that matter is settled. Do you wish to discuss anything else?”
“No sir that is all I needed to discuss with you.”
“Fine then.”
“Good day Professor.”
“Have a good day Harry.”
Harry left the office and made his way down to the DADA classroom. ‘That was the easy part. The hard part is going to be telling Ron about leaving the team.’
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The next day Harry approached Ron at breakfast.
“Hi Harry.”
“Hi guys.” He slid into the seat beside Ron. “Can the two of you meet me after classes today?”
“Sure what’s up?”
“I need to tell you something and it would be better to do this privately.”
“Ok.”
“Sure Harry.”
“Great meet me at my rooms at 4:00PM?”
“Sure mate.”
“Great see you then.” He glanced at his watch. “I need to eat now or I’m going to be late.” Harry gobbled down his breakfast and took of for the DADA classroom to meet Remus.
Later that afternoon;
Harry paced nervously around his sitting room.
“Calm down love. You are going to wear a hole in the carpet.”
Harry sighed and flopped down on the couch beside Remus. “This conversation will not go well,” he sighed. “Especially because I can not tell them the whole truth.”
Remus gave Harry a hug. “It will be all right.”
There was a knock on the door. Remus and Harry got up. Remus gave Harry a peck on the lips and went towards his own rooms.
“I’ll leave the connecting door open. If the yelling gets to be too much I’ll come and rescue you.”
Harry stuck out his tongue at the chuckling werewolf as he went to answer the door. He let Ron and Hermione in and took a seat in one of the armchairs while they sat on the couch.
“What’s up?”
“What did you need to tell us?”
“You know how much stress I’ve been under?” They both nodded. “Well I’ve decided to make some changes.”
“What kind of changes,” asked Ron?
“Honestly Ron if you would shut up and let the man finish you would know,” scolded Hermione.
“Sorry.”
“Please continue Harry.”
Harry took a deep breath. “I am dropping out of my classes which means I can’t play Quidditch anymore.”
“What about your NEWTS?”
“CAN’T PLAY QUIDDITCH!”
“I will still write my NEWTS, I just will not be attending classes.”
“WHAT ABOUT QUIDDITCH?”
“I will play the game on Saturday. Dennis is coming along nicely. He is quite capable of replacing me. We have been winning most games just in goals anyway.”
“What would make you drop out of your classes Harry? I do not see how you will be able to write your NEWTS without going to classes.”
“Professor Dumbledore has already made arrangements for me to write my NEWTS now.”
“You already talked to Professor Dumbledore?”
“Of course. I am telling you my decision not asking your permission Hermione.” Hermione bristled. “I need to be able to devote more time to training and finding a way to defeat Voldermort.”
“I can’t believe you are abandoning your team and your friends,” shouted Ron. “You have changed this year, I don’t even know you anymore.”
Remus, who was listening by the door, had heard enough. He came charging into the room.
“MR. Weasley ENOUGH! Stop acting like a self absorbed, whiny, inconsiderate brat!” The others stared at him wide-eyed. “Harry has finally grown up and is facing up to responsibilities you will hopefully never have to know and you sit there whining over a stupid game. GROW UP! You have some nerve trying to make Harry feel guilty about quitting Quidditch when he is more worried about facing that MANIAC and SAVING the wizarding world. You disgust me!”
Ron burst into tears and ran from the room.
“YOU DID NOT HAVE TO BE SO HARD ON HIM,” yelled Hermione.
“Yes I did,” said Remus. “Someone should have called him on his behavior long ago. Harry has enough pressures on him without Ron’s bullshit.”
Hermione huffed and turned to Harry. “I will see you later, bye Harry.” She turned back to Remus. “Good-bye PROFESSOR,” she sneered and stomped out of the room.
Remus flopped down in the chair beside Harry’s. “I’m sorry I blew up at him,” said Remus meekly.
Harry got up and climbed into Remus’ lap, wrapping his arms around Remus’ neck. “He had it coming and I was just about to tell him something similar. Thank you for being the one to do it. Maybe it will sink in more coming from you.” He kissed Remus. “We still have some time before dinner, I wonder what we can do to occupy our time?”
Remus growled and nipped at Harry’s neck. Harry jumped up and started toward the bedroom.
“Let’s play ‘Little Red Riding meets the Big Bad Wolf’,” he called over his shoulder. “What else BIG does the wolf have besides teeth?”
He grinned and wiggled his eyebrows as he glanced over his shoulder. He turned and sauntered into the bedroom. Remus laughed and followed Harry into the room.
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowlings and her assorted publishers own these Characters. I am just playing with them for a while.
The next month seemed to fly by. Ron and Hermione were distance at first but soon got over it. Harry spent most of his free time with Ginny and Remus, which was definitely more enjoyable. He still cared for Ron and Hermione but he could not be himself around them. Ron was too much of a hothead, he just could not trust telling them about his relationship with Remus.
On this particular evening Harry and Remus were relaxing in the tub. Harry was nestled in Remus’ arms as Remus played with the strands of gray in Harry’s hair. Harry chuckled.
“What?”
Harry turned slightly to face Remus. “You’re playing with my hair again. Is it some kind of fetish with you?”
Remus chuckled as well. “I guess it is.” He kissed Harry’s jaw. “You just look so sexy.”
Harry turned back around and leaned back into Remus’ chest. “I was thinking of talking to the Headmaster about discontinuing my classes. I’m bored out of my skull and it’s not worth it just so I can play Quidditch.”
“Are you sure? What about the rest of your NEWTS?”
I can see if I can take them early if not I will take them with the rest of my class. God knows I don’t need to attend classes to pass them.”
“You won’t miss Quidditch?”
“Maybe a little but I much rather concentrate my time on teaching and finding Voldermort so we can end this.”
“He has been pretty quiet lately.”
“Yes he has and that’s always a concern. He is probably planning something big.”
“Ron is going to kill you if you leave the team.”
“We have a match next week so I wouldn’t do anything until after that. Dennis is coming along nicely as a seeker; he will be able to replace me just fine. Ron will have to get over it.”
“It will be nice to have more time together. Do you want me to come with you when you talk to Albus?”
“That’s ok, I should probably go by myself.” Harry turned to straddle Remus and kissed him deeply. “We should get out now before we turn into prunes.”
“After you my love,” bowed Remus.
“Git,” laughed Harry.
They got out of the tub, dried off and got into bed. Harry snuggled into Remus’ arms.”
“Tired love?”
Harry yawned. “Yeah.”
“Go to sleep.”
“Don’t you want to make love?”
“I always want to make love to you,” grinned Remus. “However tonight let’s just go to sleep.”
“O…k,” yawned Harry. “Night.” He pressed his face against Remus’ chest and fell asleep. Remus chuckled, kissed Harry on the top of his head and closed his eyes. He soon joined Harry in dreamland.
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A few days later;
“Harry please come in,” said Dumbledore.
“Good morning Professor.”
“Tea? Lemon Drops?”
“No thank you.” Harry sat down. “The reason I asked to see you is because I want to withdraw from my remaining classes.”
“Are you sure that is a good idea?”
“I’m sure. You and I both know that I am not learning anything new. The stress of keeping my abilities and knowledge a secret is becoming too much. I’m going to give myself away if I stay in class.”
“What about your NEWTS?”
“I can hopefully take them with the rest of the class in the spring. I would love to take them now but I do not want special treatment.”
“You do really you would not be able to continue playing Quidditch?”
“Yes I realize that. I love playing it but really it’s only a game. I was hoping to time my withdrawal for Monday so I can play the match on Saturday. I owe it to the team and Professor McGonagall to be there.”
“That will be all right. What do you suggest we tell everyone?”
“Maybe we could say I am devoting more time to training and finding a way to defeat Voldermort. It is what I plan to do when I’M not teaching.”
“Well it seems that you have thought this through. When would you like me to announce this?”
“On Monday please. I would like to tell my friends and the team personally. I would like to tell Professor McGonagall personally as well.”
“That will be fine. Do you want me to make arrangements to have you tested early?”
“Wouldn’t that look suspicious if I write them now?”
“Maybe we can time them for just before Christmas break. Once your identity is made public you may have trouble writing them.”
“I never thought of that. What ever you think is best. I would love to get them over with.”
“I will let you know when I have arranged a time.”
“Thank you sir. I might as well do my Potions NEWT as well.”
“Well that matter is settled. Do you wish to discuss anything else?”
“No sir that is all I needed to discuss with you.”
“Fine then.”
“Good day Professor.”
“Have a good day Harry.”
Harry left the office and made his way down to the DADA classroom. ‘That was the easy part. The hard part is going to be telling Ron about leaving the team.’
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The next day Harry approached Ron at breakfast.
“Hi Harry.”
“Hi guys.” He slid into the seat beside Ron. “Can the two of you meet me after classes today?”
“Sure what’s up?”
“I need to tell you something and it would be better to do this privately.”
“Ok.”
“Sure Harry.”
“Great meet me at my rooms at 4:00PM?”
“Sure mate.”
“Great see you then.” He glanced at his watch. “I need to eat now or I’m going to be late.” Harry gobbled down his breakfast and took of for the DADA classroom to meet Remus.
Later that afternoon;
Harry paced nervously around his sitting room.
“Calm down love. You are going to wear a hole in the carpet.”
Harry sighed and flopped down on the couch beside Remus. “This conversation will not go well,” he sighed. “Especially because I can not tell them the whole truth.”
Remus gave Harry a hug. “It will be all right.”
There was a knock on the door. Remus and Harry got up. Remus gave Harry a peck on the lips and went towards his own rooms.
“I’ll leave the connecting door open. If the yelling gets to be too much I’ll come and rescue you.”
Harry stuck out his tongue at the chuckling werewolf as he went to answer the door. He let Ron and Hermione in and took a seat in one of the armchairs while they sat on the couch.
“What’s up?”
“What did you need to tell us?”
“You know how much stress I’ve been under?” They both nodded. “Well I’ve decided to make some changes.”
“What kind of changes,” asked Ron?
“Honestly Ron if you would shut up and let the man finish you would know,” scolded Hermione.
“Sorry.”
“Please continue Harry.”
Harry took a deep breath. “I am dropping out of my classes which means I can’t play Quidditch anymore.”
“What about your NEWTS?”
“CAN’T PLAY QUIDDITCH!”
“I will still write my NEWTS, I just will not be attending classes.”
“WHAT ABOUT QUIDDITCH?”
“I will play the game on Saturday. Dennis is coming along nicely. He is quite capable of replacing me. We have been winning most games just in goals anyway.”
“What would make you drop out of your classes Harry? I do not see how you will be able to write your NEWTS without going to classes.”
“Professor Dumbledore has already made arrangements for me to write my NEWTS now.”
“You already talked to Professor Dumbledore?”
“Of course. I am telling you my decision not asking your permission Hermione.” Hermione bristled. “I need to be able to devote more time to training and finding a way to defeat Voldermort.”
“I can’t believe you are abandoning your team and your friends,” shouted Ron. “You have changed this year, I don’t even know you anymore.”
Remus, who was listening by the door, had heard enough. He came charging into the room.
“MR. Weasley ENOUGH! Stop acting like a self absorbed, whiny, inconsiderate brat!” The others stared at him wide-eyed. “Harry has finally grown up and is facing up to responsibilities you will hopefully never have to know and you sit there whining over a stupid game. GROW UP! You have some nerve trying to make Harry feel guilty about quitting Quidditch when he is more worried about facing that MANIAC and SAVING the wizarding world. You disgust me!”
Ron burst into tears and ran from the room.
“YOU DID NOT HAVE TO BE SO HARD ON HIM,” yelled Hermione.
“Yes I did,” said Remus. “Someone should have called him on his behavior long ago. Harry has enough pressures on him without Ron’s bullshit.”
Hermione huffed and turned to Harry. “I will see you later, bye Harry.” She turned back to Remus. “Good-bye PROFESSOR,” she sneered and stomped out of the room.
Remus flopped down in the chair beside Harry’s. “I’m sorry I blew up at him,” said Remus meekly.
Harry got up and climbed into Remus’ lap, wrapping his arms around Remus’ neck. “He had it coming and I was just about to tell him something similar. Thank you for being the one to do it. Maybe it will sink in more coming from you.” He kissed Remus. “We still have some time before dinner, I wonder what we can do to occupy our time?”
Remus growled and nipped at Harry’s neck. Harry jumped up and started toward the bedroom.
“Let’s play ‘Little Red Riding meets the Big Bad Wolf’,” he called over his shoulder. “What else BIG does the wolf have besides teeth?”
He grinned and wiggled his eyebrows as he glanced over his shoulder. He turned and sauntered into the bedroom. Remus laughed and followed Harry into the room.