harry potter: the twins who lived

chapter twenty.

The snow of the nipping cold winter, began melting as flowers grew, it was the first beginning of spring.
“ harry. Emma,” said lupin, “ there you are you came.”
“ now are you two sure about this?” he asked, “ you know this is very advanced magic….well beyond the ordinary wizarding level.”
“ we’re sure,” said harry.
Remus turns his gaze over to emma, his eyes giving her a questioning look, as she nodded her head to him.
“ well everything’s prepared.”
“ now the spell i’m going to teach you,” he said, “ is called a patronus charm.”

“ did you ever hear of it?”
“ no sir,” emma shook her head.
“ no well a patronus is a kind of positive force,” he explains, “ for the wizard who conjures one… it works like a shield with the dementor feeding on it rather than him.”
“ but in order for it to work you need to think of a memory,” he adds as he sits down, “ not just any memory a very happy memory a very powerful memory.”
“ can you do this?” the twins nod to him, “ yes very well.”
“ close your eyes,” he instructs as they closed their eyes, “ concentrate.”
“ explore your past,” he stood from his seat, “ do you have a memory?”

The twins nod to his question, their eyes still closed, as he walks around them.
“ allow it to fill you up,” he instructs, “ lose yourselves within it.”
“ than speak the incantation,” he said, “ expecto patronum.”
“Expecto patronum,” the twins chorus the incantation.
“ yes very good.”
“ shall we?” he walks over to a box, “ wands at the ready.”
The twins took out their wands, lupin opening the box, as a dementor appeared.

“ expecto patronum!” the twins shout.
The dementor moved closer the twins still chanting, but their vision began to blur, the twins fainting when it got closer.
“ deep breaths,” lupin instructs the twins as he sat them down, “ it’s alright i didn’t expect you to do it the first time.”
“ that would have been remarkable,” he chuckles taking out some chocolate, “ here eat this you’ll feel better.”
“ that's one nasty dementor,” said emma as she and harry at their chocolate.
“ oh no that was a boggart” said lupin, “ a boggart.”
“ the real thing would be worse,” he sighed, “ much much worse.”

“ the matter of interest,” he looks at them, “ what were you thinking? Which memory did you choose.”
“ the first time i rode a broom,” said harry.
“ the first time meeting a magical creature,” said emma.
“ those aren’t good enough,” said lupin, “ not nearly good enough.”
“ there is one memory but i wouldn’t call a happy one,” harry looks at lupin, “ it’s complicated.”
“ is it strong?” lupin asked and harry nods his head, “ then let’s give it a try. You feel ready?”
“ just do it,” said harry as he and emma rose their wands.

With a swift of his hand lupin unlocks the box, opening it as the boggart, changed into a dementor came floating out.
“ expecto patronum!” chants emma.  
“ expecto patronum!” harry shouts.
A bright blinding light appeared from harry’s wand, an image of a silhouette, appearing before the twins. Emma smiled at her brother, having no care whatsoever, that she wasn’t able to conjure her own patronus.
“ well done harry!” said lupin when the boggart was placed back in the box, “ well done!”
“ i think i’ve had enough for today,” said harry with a pant.
“ yes sit down here,” lupin gave harry chocolate along with emma, “ you too.”

“ i was thinking of dad,” harry informs when they sat down, “ and mum.”
“ seeing their faces,” he smiled, “ they were talking to me just talking.”
“ that’s the memory you chose,” emma smiled.
“ i don’t even know if it’s real,” harry sighed, “ but it’s the best i have.”