Cherreads

Chapter 152 - Ch. 153

As to your question, no, I have never played tennis. Swimming, yes, track, yes, football and cricket, also yes. But those sports plus kenpo, kendo and a small amount of basketball and gymnastics is the summary of my sports experience.

As to my IGCSEs I currently plan to take them summer after next. I am confident about the citizenship, English language, history, math, sciences, and physical education portions portions, but am less certain of the literature English test, the Latin, modern French, religious studies, art and I think I'll probably use home economics for my technology requirement. Combining this with my magical studies and I honestly feel as if I'm spending all my time studying. At least when it comes to my IGCSE coursework I'm not completely swamped by writing papers for most of it. I make sure I understand the material and move on; that is one advantage of self-study. The softer subjects- I.e. the ones I worry about- I really need interaction with someone or many people who know the subjects to establish that I'm truly getting the subject. Not to mention it is very hard to learn a foreign language if you never have the opportunity to speak it or hear it spoken. My current level of spoken French is barely beyond toddler and I'm uncertain how I'll be able to improve.

Thank you for the advice on the experiments, I'll have to find the time to do that. I have a paper to write for Charms not to mention all my other schoolwork so I'll end this for now. Take care. Sincerely, Harry Potter

Harry set to work on his Charms paper, doing a first draft to test his memory of the basic theory. He would revise it later including addition sources and information. After he did it, he pulled out his letter from Remus Lupin.

Dear Harry,

As you can doubtlessly tell Hogwarts didn't renew my contract. I hope that whoever replaced me knows their stuff, if not you can always owl me questions, I promise not to drop completely out of sight the way I did after your parents' death again.

I've made a lot of mistakes over the years, deserting you was one of them. I thought if I shut myself away, closed off my feelings and tried not to care about anyone that I would be okay. It hurt so badly to lose everyone, to feel as if my dreams of love and acceptance were destroyed in the course of a single night. I succeeded in shutting myself away, but what I didn't realize until I saw you at Hogwarts was that I wasn't just shutting away pain. I was shutting away love and joy as well. I missed out on the love and joy I could have had by maintaining contact with you, and that didn't just hurt me it hurt you too. I'm very sorry, cub. I hope you can forgive me.

Here is where I am probably going to offend you so I'll apologize in advance. Harry, you have put barriers up to protect yourself, much as I did when I was young. It is not meant as a criticism, merely an observation. I'm positive you have good reason for having them, but I would encourage you not to close them completely. Yes, you miss out on pain, but humans were never meant to be alone. People who try to become an island are frequently bitter and they miss out on the sweetness and joy that make up for all the bad stuff that happens to us in life.

I have to thank you for everything you've done with getting your godfather cleared and taking care of him this past year. You gave me back one of my brothers. The joy having him back has brought me is priceless. I wish for you to experience that joy for yourself, and I ask for one more thing, I ask that you forgive Sirius. Meet with him, he has come to see that he was wrong and he wants your forgiveness. If things go badly I swear that I will never ask it of you again, but please, cub, will you try to meet him halfway?

Take care cub, I love you. Remus

Harry looked at the letter in disbelief for a moment. How dare he? He resisted the urge to crush the letter for half a minute but in the end he gave in and crumpled it into a ball. He gathered his belongings and stuffed them into his bag. Neville, who was across the table, raised an eyebrow in question but Harry ignored him. "I've got quidditch practice. I'll see you later." Harry didn't feel badly for voicing the half-truth. He had practice but it was a half an hour away. On his way past the trash he tossed the parchment ball in. He didn't see Neville fish it out the moment he was out of sight.

Neville took it back to the table he and Harry had been working at, spread it out, read it and winced.

He was oblivious to the slender blonde girl who read it over his shoulder until her soft voice said, "Ouch, no wonder Harry wanted to go fly."

Neville jumped, hitting his funny bone on the table in the process. "Luna! Are you trying to kill me! It's bad enough that I'm reading this. Harry's very private . If he knew you'd read it…"

"Harry isn't in a good place. He hasn't been for a long time, this summer was very difficult for him. But those of us who count him as a friend need to be there for him. Professor Lupin's heart is in the right place and he cares about Harry. But this is too much, too soon and sadly, although the Professor was speaking of himself, it's too uncannily close to what he is feeling for Harry to handle right now.

"Oh and Neville, don't worry I won't tell a soul, on my honor as a witch."

Neville wasn't sure why, but all his instincts told him to trust her, so he nodded.

....

More Chapters