To Prevent....To Protect | By : Snape26 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Remus/Hermione Views: 1861 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: To Prevent….To Protect
Rating: G
Summary: Helga Lupin lost her parents to Voldemort, now a
third year student she wants to prevent her parent’s deaths. This is the story
of Helga Lupin, a Gryffindor that will do anything to prevent and to protect.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, but Helga and her sweet dreams.
Chapter 2: Veritaserum
Helga could
hear voices, though she didn’t know who’s they were or where they were coming
from. She laid back and let them speak; maybe she could get some information
about them.
“Do you think its
Sirius Black in disguise,” said a woman.
“I don’t know,”
said another voice.
Helga’s eyes shot open.
“There is no way
that I’m a man!” she stated. “God, where do you get these
ideas from.”
“Ah, I see that you’re
awake,” said Dumbledore. “Excellent.”
Helga slowly got up and let out a moan of pain. She had a
horrible headache and she felt as though her back had been hit by a wooden
club.
“Here’s something
for the pain,” Dumbledore said, handing her a goblet of a red liquid.
Helga drank it and felt her pains go away at once.
“Thanks,” Helga
said.
“No problem,”
Dumbledore said. “Now what’s your name?”
“Helga Lupin,”
Helga answered without a second thought.
“Interesting,”
Dumbledore muttered. “You’re not by any chance related to my Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, are you?”
“I’m his daughter,”
Helga said, then gasped. “You gave me Veritaserum.”
“Of course,”
Dumbledore said. “Sirius Black is loose and we can’t have him sneaking into the
castle.” He grinned suddenly. “Remus Lupin having a daughter, now that’s
interesting.”
“And I’m not going
to answer anymore questions,” Helga snapped. “I’ve proven that I’m not this
Sirius Black person so please give me the antidote. I’m not spilling everything
I did from the age of six in front of the entire school.”
Dumbledore handed her the antidote and Helga drank it.
“Well I think that
you need to go to the Hospital Wing,” Dumbledore said. “I’ll have Poppy give
you some dry robes so that you don’t catch your death. Minerva, take Miss Lupin
to the Hospital Wing.”
“Of
course, Albus.”
And helping Helga off the table, both witches left.
Dumbledore knew that this was going to be one interesting year.
“I just need for
you to give her some dry robes and then she can be resorted,” McGonagall
instructed.
“Of course,
Minerva,” Madam Pomfrey said. “Are you going to wait outside?”
McGonagall nodded and left.
Five
minutes later Helga had a pair of dry robes and some much unanswered questions.
Why did they think that she was Sirius Black in disguise? She knew that Sirius
Black was dead, so why was everyone thinking for a moment that he was she.
McGonagall said the password (Bloodpops) and they both entered the moving
staircase that would take them up to Professor Dumbledore’s office. When Helga
saw the polished door, she knew that she had arrived.
“Enter,” Dumbledore
called when McGonagall knocked on the door.
The door opened and both witches entered. Helga saw at once
that he wasn’t alone. Her godfather was there and he looked as though he didn’t
want to be here.
“Please sit down,
Miss Lupin,” Dumbledore said gently.
Helga sat.
“I don’t have much
time because I would like to return to the feast. Now, I was wondering if
you’re a werewolf like our dear Professor Lupin.”
“No, I’m not,”
Helga said. “But I’m a werecat.”
Professors Dumbledore, Snape, and McGonagall stared at her.
“I’m not ashamed of
it,” Helga went on. “I don’t need the Wolfbane Potion to keep my mind and I
think I look good as a huge cat. My godfather believed that when my mum botched
her dose of Polyjuice Potion and then later married my father, that it kept her
children from having the curse of becoming a werewolf. Of
course, I don’t really know about
the children part, I’m the only child and….”
She trailed off.
“I see,” Dumbledore
said. “And are you sure that you keep your mind when you transform?”
“Positive,” Helga
said. “At least I don’t see my godfather stuffing me in a cage when the full moon
hits. I stay in my room and eat fresh meat and milk.”
“Well, I don’t
think that we should have a problem then,” Dumbledore said.
He then got up and walked over to the Sorting Hat that
Professor Flitwick had brought up. Helga knew what to do. She got up and
letting Dumbledore put the hat
on her head, she waited.
“GRYFFINDOR!” the
hat yelled.
“Well it looks like
things don’t change,” Dumbledore said, taking the hat off and changing her
uniform to reflect her house colors.
Suddenly Professor Snape cleared his throat.
“Miss Lupin, did
you just mention that your mother botched her dose of the Polyjuice potion?”
“Yes,
why?”
“Because the only
student that did that was Miss Granger,” Snape said. “She used a cat hair instead
of a human hair.”
Helga went white.
“Oh
my god!” McGonagall exclaimed. “Are you-?”
“Ya,” Helga said
sadly. “But they died…a long time ago. Can I go to the feast please?”
“Oh, yes Miss
Lupin, you can,” Dumbledore said.
And he watched the sad girl disappear.
“Why did you have
to mention what Miss Granger did?” McGonagall asked Severus.
“And
the point of this statement.”
“The point is that
this girl obviously comes from the future, a future that doesn’t have her
parents,” McGonagall said.
Severus snorted at her.
“Well it’s not my
fault that snoutboy and the little know-it-all got themselves killed in some
bleak future,” Severus said angrily.
McGonagall went red.
“Don’t you have a
heart?”
“Yes, I do,” Severus
said. “I keep it on a jar on my desk.”
And he glided out.
“Can I sit here?”
Helga asked when she arrived at the Gryffindor table.
The boy moved aside so that Helga could sit.
“Are you really
related to Professor Lupin?” a boy asked her even before she had filled her
plate, which had appeared suddenly.
Helga stared at him.
“Neville, that’s
rude,” said a girl next to him. “I’m Lavender Brown and this rude wizard is
Neville Longbottom.”
“It’s a pleasure to
meet you,” Helga said.
“So, Helga, who came up with
that name for you? It sounds like you belong in Hufflepuff.”
“Well my godfather
named me Helga after the founder of Hufflepuff house,” Helga explained.
“However, I don’t think that I would be fit for the house whose founder I share
the same first name.”
“Well, I’m glad
that you got in here, instead of Hufflepuff. They all talk about glory and mad
when they don’t get any.”
Helga didn’t think that was fare, but didn’t say anything.
Dumbledore,
Snape, and McGonagall were heading back down to the feast when they saw a girl
wondering around the corridor. She had long black hair, brown eyes, and a
little thin. Her Ravenclaw robes were trailing behind her and she looked
frantic.
“Excuse me,
Professors, but I’m looking for someone.”
“And who are you
looking for, dear?” Professor McGonagall asked.
“Helga Lupin, she
took an illegal time turner and I followed her, but I can’t find her,” the girl
said. “Please you’ve got to help me find her.”
Dumbledore smiled.
“She’s in the Great
Hall,” McGonagall said.
The girl let out a sigh of relief.
“I’m so glad,
because she’s in loads of trouble,” she said. “The Ministry of Magic wants to
send her to Azkaban because she wanted to save her parents. They died when they
went to Tom Riddle’s house. Almost everyone in the Wizarding world hates her
because of her parents. People don’t like normal witches being with werewolves.”
“I can fully
understand that,” Professor Snape said. “Werewolves are the problem around
here.”
The girl gave him a cold look.
“You know
something, father, I’m surprised you can even say that,” the girl hissed. “You’re
her bloody godfather, for god sake.”
They stared at her, but she turned and disappeared from
sight.
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