Jean Potter [Book1]

Chapter 7: Another Talk With Harry

I run to find Harry in the library. "Sorry I'm late Harry Madam Pomfrey needed me for a minute. "It's okay I just got here." "Just as well I 'm going to bring you somewhere else so we can talk." "Where?" "Someplace special." I lead him to the 7th floor. I pace 3 times in front of the wall and the door appears. "In we go harry" "Is it safe?" "Very safe." Harry goes in looking amazed at the room. "This is so cool!" "Yes it is. Now how about we start with easy stuff first? How was your school day?" "I got lost trying to find transfiguration class. Professor McGonagall transformed out of a cat and scared us." "Yes well Minerva was always strict about being on time to her class. Anything else interesting happen today?" "Professor Quirrell stuttered really bad, and Professor Binns is a ghost and so boring." "Don't tell the students but me and my friends once fell asleep in Professor Binns class. He wasn't very happy with us." Harry laughs. It's nice to hear him laugh. "Really?" "Really. And if I can remember you also had charms with Professor Flitwick and Potions with Severus. Am I correct?" "Oh yeah. Professor Flitwick taught us Wingardium Leviosa motions today. And thanks for the advice to read my potions book. Snape totally ambushed me with questions. I only knew one answer though so Snape took house points which equaled out to what Hermione gained today." "I take it Miss Granger is your friend?" "Oh yeah. I met her and Ron Weasley on the train. We're all good friends now." "Anybody else you meet today that wanted to be your friend?" "A boy named Draco Malfoy he got sorted into Slytherin. He's mean and horrible like all Slytherins." "Harry James Potter! Don't you dare say all Slytherins are mean and horrible!" "But why? Almost every witch or wizard that was placed in Slytherin go bad according to the Weasleys!" "I was a Slytherin Harry, and your parents and their friends were just as kind to me as any other house. Draco Malfoy must be Lucius Malfoy's boy. Lucius went to school with me and was horrible and mean then too He was the type to give Slytherin it's bad name." "Oh" "Harry if you treat the Slytherins as horrible dark wizards and witches they'll act that way, but if you treated them as say you treated other Gryffindors they'll be better. They act how you treat them." "Not all of them." "Yes some will be just like their parents and siblings, others will change." "Isn't it true only purebloods go to Slytherin?" "No, it's not true. Tom Riddle was a half-blood, Professor Snape is half-blood. They were both in Slytherin, and a boy in my year named Fergus Roderick was a muggle-born and he was placed in Slytherin It's just like any other house. Want to know something about your father's best friend Sirius now?" "Yes please." "Sirius comes from a very old pureblood noble family. One that goes back many many generations. All his family from the generations before him to his cousin Narcissa and his own little brother Regulus were in Slytherin. Sirius hated his family, he was always the black sheep of the family. Sirius was the first of his line to be placed in Gryffindor or any other house for that matter. Sirius spent every summer almost at the Potter house after that." "Cool so Sirius was the first in his family to never be in Slytherin?" "Yes, and he could have been but he wanted to not be so the Sorting Hat gave him Gryffindor. I didn't care so I was placed in Slytherin. James almost got placed there too but he wanted to be Gryffindor like our dad. Our mother was a Ravenclaw." "So my dad almost was a Slytherin?" "Yes. Had he not wanted to be a Gryffindor like your Grandfather so bad he would have been. The Hat doesn't usually like to separate twins. James and I were the last ones until the Patil Twins. Though I think they should have both been placed in Ravenclaw." "Wow. What about my mum? I know she's muggle-born. "Actually Harry your mother is a half-blood. Your maternal grandmother was a witch. She kept it from her family, her husband hated anything different so she hid her magic because she loved him." "But Aunt Petunia's a muggle?" "No Harry she's a Squib. Meaning she should have been born with magic but hers didn't show up it's very rare. That's why she hates magical folk so much because she wants to be magic too. A boy in the neighbourhood I grew up in was of two pureblood lines, he was born a squib. I was devastating to the family, as now two pureblood lines were going to die. The mother couldn't have any more kids. Eventually, when the young boy killed himself at age 12 the mother soon followed. That ended that line. The father remarried and produced heirs" "who?" "The mother was Patricia Tidy. Her son's name was Worthington, yeah horrible name I know." "And the father's name?" "Timothy Carrow." "Carrow?" "Yes his daughters Flora and Hestia Carrow were twin witches. They were older than me a great deal my grandmother told me the story. I could never remember which one was the mother to the Carrow twins Amycus and Alecto in my year." "So the line continued?" "Yes it did but the point was Worthington was a pureblood who ended up a squib, and Petunia ended up a half-blood squib, but even she doesn't know that." "How do you?" "I caught your grandmother using her wand." His eyes widen. "So I'm a pureblood not half-blood?" "Yes, but blood purity should make no difference" "Hermione's muggle-born she's one of my best friends and probably the smartest of us." "That's nice Harry. I hope you never make Hermione feel bad because she's muggle-born. That just makes her extra special. If she ever feels bad because of her blood status tell her that she's just extra magical because she's creating the magic for herself as the rest of you inherited magic." "So it's like she gets something brand new and we get hand-me-downs?" "Yes. So tell her that if it ever bothers her or someone makes fun of her for it. Oh and make sure to come find me if that ever happens and I'll deal with the bully. If you're brave enough innocently ask Professor Snape how your aunt deals with bullies. If he asks why tell him I told you to ask him because he went to school with me." Harry nods and yawns. "Okay sport make sure you do your homework and read more of your potions book, then get some sleep. I'll see you tomorrow for Halloween." He hugs me and I kiss his cheek. "Oh and Harry?" "Yeah?" "I found us a house. It's in a muggle community but a wizard lives across the street from us. If you need a break for a week or so from the Dursley's send Hedwig and I'll come to get you." "They won't let me and Hedwig isn't allowed out of her cage." "Hmm. Okay then are you allowed phone calls?" "Only if it sounds like I'm in trouble." "I think I can pull that off on my end. Can you act like you are when I call?" He nods "Yeah." "Then I'll call you this summer and say for two weeks you must attend a detention camp. I'll make it sound really really horrible so they'll send you. How's that sound?" "That sounds like heaven." "That's great Harry I promise it'll be great and you'll love the house. Now, do as I told you okay?" "Okay, Night." "Night Harry."