Close Or Far From The Law

Chapter 4 : 3. First Samhain

Dear Harry,

I want to talk to you a little more about your 'close family', if you can put it that way. Remus Lupine was therefore one of your father's best friends, the brains of the group they formed, the least inclined to stupidity in fact. They were called the Marauders and your godfather and father took great pleasure in tormenting Severus Snape. Yes, your current potions professor who hates you. I think we must have told you that you look like James, although having seen you both up close, you really are a mix of both your parents plus some Black features. Which gives you your own charm.

But I got lost, let's get back to the first topic. If Remus Lupine is so pitiful to you, it's because of his second nature. As a child he was bitten by the UK's most famous Alpha werewolf, I named Fenrir Greyback. Not without reason but I'll give them to you another time. So yes, a few nights a month your teacher gets covered in hair and howls at the moon. Something the old fool must have used against him so he wouldn't come near you. Cruel, isn't it? To think that people think I have a monopoly on it...

While you only have my affection,

L.V.

-Mr Potter, can you stay a few minutes?

Harry stopped putting his things away to look at Professor Lupin. One of his father's best friends according to Voldemort and his 'protector' didn't seem to want to lie to him. A teacher who didn't tell him the truth, just making the teacher a little worried. Harry hated it, hated that the werewolf was playing with him like that. He nodded as he resumed his tidying up and waited until the room was empty to have this famous discussion. He approached the desk, tightening his fist around the strap of his satchel.

-Yes sir ?

-I was worried about your reactions to the Dementors. You really had a funny expression on the train that the creature showed itself. You're careful not to go against them, aren't you?

-I have no reason to want to approach them. However, I know I have to arm myself against them, just in case. I attract trouble and they are big trouble.

Harry saw the man look a little more worried while still giving off a reluctance that made his hair stand on end. As if he had asked her anything. The teacher continued after a clear and embarrassed hesitation.

-Only the Patronus spell would protect you and I think you are too young to…

-I have already started to learn it, sir.

-Really ?

Harry took out his wand and said the spell using the correct wrist movements. A gigantic shapeless and brilliant cloud appeared in front of him. He winced a little, it still wasn't material. Voldemort would not be happy at all, he had to succeed tonight, he knew it.

-It's incredible, Mr. Potter.

-Not really. I hope to pull it off tonight for real. If you'll excuse me, sir, I have to go do my homework.

The werewolf seemed even more perplexed and lost, yet he gave him his consent to leave. Harry put his wand back in his arm holster and saluted before walking out, rather relieved at not having to spend time with the man. He managed not to show it but he was very angry with her. Remus Lupine could have told him about his parents, he could have known how they had been with him, if they had really loved him. He clenched his fists a little as he continued on his way to isolate himself in a corner of the library to calm down. The next day would be Halloween. No, Samhain, Voldemort had told him enough. They would see each other. Again. He didn't know what to think about it anymore. A month that they saw each other once a week and the black mage taught him how to fight, how to protect himself. The Dark Lord had pressed the real defense. Harry had even learned how to heal small wounds and broken bones. He was often amazed at the patience this murderer could show when he didn't understand, which was rare. Voldemort was truly a good teacher who understood how to deal with him.