Fanfiction: Not Real

Chapter 8

Remus didn't plan on telling Sirius that Harry had escaped his bedroom, he had put charms on it and it was pretty much impossible that the five-year old would escape any time soon, so there was really no point in telling his friend. He, however, was a terrible liar and if Sirius really started to question him, it would be easy to tell that something had happened.

It turned out however, that Sirius wasn't even concentrating when he stomped out of the fireplace, a hour late. Remus looked up from the hot chocolate he had been stirring nervously to look at his friend.

"Was your date with Anna really that bad?"

Sirius glared at him, before shaking some water out of his hair, like a dog would. "The date was Anna was fine, brilliant even. But when I was walking into a wizarding pup to floo back I was pretty much mugged by people asking how Harry was. Then Dumbledore appeared and took me back to Hogwarts and gave me a newspaper."

He pulled a creased newspaper page out of his jean pocket and dropped it into Remus' lap before collapsing into another armchair, leaning his head into the corner. Remus, already guessing what the article was, put his hot chocolate on the armrest and started reading it.

The Boy Who Lived!

It would be hard to believe that a single witch or wizard in magical England does not know the story of the Potters, the family that somehow defeated He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. A young family that for some reason interested You-Know-Who so much that He himself, went to kill them. It was believed, that James Potter, his wife Lily and their year old son Harry, along with You-Know-Who, were all killed that night. For surely nobody could make it out of the rubble of what used to be the Potter cottage.

I myself believed this, until a day ago, when I decided that I would visit Godric's Hollow Library, a place I visited often when I was a child. On the wall, in large letters, were the words: The Legend Of The Emerald Eyed Green Fawn.

I was instantly intrigued by this 'legend', and asked a muggle that was reading nearby to tell me the tale. It shocked me greatly, to say the least. The legend went like this;

Four years ago on Halloween, a couple were found murdered. Neighbours saw them take two bodies out of a house, but a funeral was held a week later, but it was held for three people not two.

I think we are familiar with this story, but this is where the story started to change from our version.

They say one of the neighbours saw a black fawn with green eyes canter up that road that Halloween. Somebody took photos of it, because in the muggle world black deer are apparently rare. It was trying to get into the broken Potter house.

Apparently, the fawn was spotted several times over the following years, but it was written of as a legend because apparently it was growing at a human rate.

Somewhere along the line, somebody took a photo of a boy, that was one second a fawn, the next a human. An elderly local said the boy looked like James Potter when he was young, which was how the Potters were threaded into the legend.

When I saw the photos I was certain that this animagus child was Harry Potter. I was about to go and look for the boy myself, but I heard a muggle say that a man that suited the description of Sirius Black and another man who suited the description of Remus Lupin had gone looking for it.

I realised that it would be kindest to let the godfather find the child and left. I later saw the boy with my own eyes, being carried by Sirius Black. He had a cut on his head in the shape of a lightning bolt.

Few people get hurt when the killing curse is used on them, but the few that do, all receive a lightning scar. Is it possible that a baby survived the killing curse? Did the curse rebound of him and onto Voldemort? If so, it seems that Harry Potter is going to receive a lot of titles.

The Emerald Eyed Black Fawn

The Youngest Animagus Ever

The Heir to Potter

The Boy Who Lived

Our Saviour

By Rita Skeeter

Remus couldn't keep his jaw from dropping. Even though he had guessed what the article was about, he was still shocked at how true it was.

"How did she find out," the words burst from his mouth.

Sirius looked at him and shrugged, "My godson is famous. He's never going to have a ordinary life. Isn't that the more important thing? Everybody is going to expect great things from him."

Remus nodded thoughtfully, "Too true, I guess. Can we sue Rita Skeeter though?"

Sirius shook his head, "They would've found out eventually, and we couldn't do anything about it. And, she's pretty much got the backing of the entire Ministry."

"Yeah, but how did Rita Skeeter find out?"

"No idea, but I doubt it was what was written in was true," Sirius paused for a second, thinking. "Even if I actually have seen her around Godric's Hollow a few times, I doubt she even knows where the library is."

Remus nodded, "Well, I guess there isn't much we can do, really."

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Sirius wasn't in a good mood the next morning. Actually, let me correct that, his mood had not changed since the night before. If anything, it had gotten worse. He had spent most of the night tossing and turning, not able to get to sleep but too tired to get up and get a dreamless sleep potion.

When he did get up the next morning, after getting dressed and going down for breakfast, he was surprised to find that Remus was not up yet. He sat himself at the island bench in the kitchen, and watched the elves eagerly get him food.

A few minutes later, he was sipping on his coffee while chewing on his toast, when Remus entered, holding Harry's hand. Sirius spewed his coffee over the table, and a elf, he wasn't sure which one, glared at him as they started cleaning up the drink.

Harry had skittered away nervously when the drink went everywhere, and was now hiding behind Remus' legs.

"What is he doing out here?", Sirius asked, wondering if he should be proud or angry that Remus gave Harry the chance to hurt himself. Well, not proud that Remus gave Harry the chance to hurt himself, but that Harry was confident enough to come out of his room.

Remus smiled at him, and at the boy that was hiding behind his legs. "Harry got bored of staying in his room."

Harry nodded his agreement, "Bored."

Sirius started laughing at how blunt Harry was, but also out of relief that Harry was starting to understand humans again. Harry however just looked at him worriedly.

"Padfoot need help?'

Harry looked like he was about to rush forward and try and 'save' him, so Sirius stopped laughing. "No Harry, Padfoot doesn't need help."

Harry started nodding again, before spraining his head to look around the kitchen, and at the strange things that were looking at him. He pointed his hand at one, and said, "What?"

"House elves, Harry," Remus answered.

Harry smiled at the elves, and they all smiled back. Sirius grinned into his mug and Remus smiled gently.

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Remus was watching, amused, as Sirius pointed to different photos and asked Harry what the things the photograph were. Sirius was currently pointing to a photo of a broomstick.

"Now Harry, what is this?" Sirius asked.

"Broom!" Harry piped eagerly. Sirius grinned and pulled another photo out.

"What's this Harry?"

"Fire!"

"Good, Harry, now what's this?", Sirius pointed to a photo of some deer.

"Deer!"

Now Sirius pulled a photo of a human boy out. "This, Harry?"

"Human!"

"Good job, Harry. Now what is Moony?"

"Human!", Harry said eagerly.

Sirius nodded, "Now Harry, what am I?"

"Human!"

"Good, Harry. Now what are you?"

"Fawn!" Harry said, a hundred percent certain of the answer.

Sirius shook his head, "Harry, we look like you. We walk like you, we talk like you. We are like you. What does that make you, Moony and I?"

"Deer?" Harry asked, unsure.

Sirius shook his head again, "No Harry, we are human. Your parents were humans too."

Now Harry looked really confused.

"Human?", Harry echoed.

Sirius sighed, "I guess it's too late for this. We'll talk more tomorrow, okay?

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The first thing Sirius did the next morning after getting up, was butter some toast and sit back down. For the second night in a row, he had spent it tossing and turning. This time however, it was about how he could convince Harry he was human.

When Remus entered, his eyes glanced around the room, looking for something. "Where's Harry?"

"Up in bed, it's too early to get him up, why?", Sirius asked grumpily.

"Sirius, it's ten thirty. And he isn't there, I figured he would be down here with you."

This woke Sirius up pretty fast, "He must of escaped then. He can't be far, though."

Sirius pulled his wand out of his pocket, "Point me Harry Potter."

Nothing happened. The wand didn't spin around. He wasn't inside the wards. He wasn't on the grounds on of Potter Manor. No alarms had gone off so he hadn't been kidnapped.

Where would a five year old boy that was convinced he was a deer go? Sirius wondered. The answer came to Sirius quickly.

The deer herd, he would go there, or at least attempt to.

Sirius grabbed a jumper of a nearby chair, and made towards the door, "Come on."

"Where do you think he is?", Remus asked as he followed Sirius out of the manor.

Sirius knelt down to look at the snow on the ground, "The deer herd."

On the ground there was fawn tracks. Sirius looked at Remus hopefully, "Can you smell him?"

Remus shook his head, "The snow is affecting my nose."

"Well, then I guess we're just following the tracks."

For a five year old, Harry must have incredibly good instincts, or perhaps deer could smell better than people normally thought. Because Harry's tracks were leading straight to where the deer herd normally grazed.

Sirius stopped once he was only a couple of minutes away from the deer herd's grazing place, because snow was slowly covering the ground, covering the tracks. "Remus, perhaps Harry's happier with the deer herd. Maybe we should leave him?"

Remus looked at him like he was a idiot, "Sirius, we literally aren't allowed to leave him. Muggles have started noticing, and eventually hunters will hear about him, and he'll be killed."

Sirius nodded his head, the idea of a bullet spinning towards Harry made him feel sick. He rushed to try and find the path before it was completely covered. Once he found them, he started walking as fast as he could without losing them again.

By the time they reached the clearing the tracks had been covered completely. Sirius rushed into the clearing, startling the herd, and the stag who started pawing his hooth. But Sirius ignored it, it didn't matter, Harry wasn't there.

Sirius fell against the tree behind him with a strangled sob. Remus looked nervous as he spoke, "I'll go and see if I can find him. You just stay here, and catch him if he comes."

Sirius nodded, as tears blurred his vision. Remus left, and Sirius was left there, lying against a tree praying to Merlin that Lily and James would forgive him for losing their son. He waited there for half an hour, and nothing changed, until he heard a twig snap behind him.

Standing as fast as he could, which was pretty fast, Sirius spun around to find himself facing a pale, emerald eyed dark haired child.

"Padfoot," Harry shivered.

Sirius gave a breath of relief, before dropping to his knees. "Harry, do you have any idea how much you scared us?"

Harry grinned rather cheekily, "A lot?"

Sirius nodded, "A lot, more than a lot. I thought you were gone forever. Why did you do it?"

Harry shuffled his feet awkwardly, "I wanted to say goodbye."

Sirius gave another sigh, but this one was of understanding. "This doesn't have to be goodbye. You can come back any time to visit the deer herd, but we're family now. You, Moony and I, okay?"

Harry nodded, tears were starting to fall down his face. Unable to stand it anymore, Sirius pulled his godson into a hug.

There! This is where I originally planned to finish it, but I'm going to make it longer. I updated earlier than I expected to as well! But this chapter I was excited to write about!

DaftDruid; Nah, no adventures for Harry over the school years I'm afraid.

Snape Lover 1981; Yep, I'll be introducing them in the next chapter or two! I'll probably introduce him to Snape too sometime, just not sure when...

Also, I meant to ask what people thought of Anna? I named her after my cat, and then ended basing her looks after Annabeth Chase from Percy Jackson

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