Harry's POV
"Wait," Harry said holding up his hands to stop Luna from saying anything. He just remembered something. "Before you guys do anything, Padfoot, explain to me how you were able to tell Mr. Lupin about my magic. You promised that you wouldn't, and took a vow with the goblins, so what gives?" the teen asked bitterly. He didn't want to think that the one adult that he liked would betray him.
"Harry, I thought he'd seen the whole task, and that I wouldn't be breaking my word if I talked about it. It wasn't until I bragged about you a little that he told me he wasn't there. So, I made him take the vow," Sirius said solemnly. He was hurt that his godson didn't trust him. He had done his utmost best to make sure that he did nothing to give the teen reason not to believe in him. He enjoyed his time with the boy and hoped that nothing got in the way of that. "I'd never betray you, Harry. I hope one day you'll know that. I may have screwed up in the past, but I'd like to think we're better now," he said firmly, with a hurt and chastising look.
"Oh," came the contrite answer complete with sagging shoulders. "I'm sorry, Sirius, I just… it's just…" He didn't know how to explain it without making it worse, so he let it trail off. He really needed to stop thinking bad about people. These last few weeks have been trying on him, and he wondered if maybe his old self had it right. To just be compliant, and let others lead. He mulled that over for a minute, and then decided that that wasn't for him. He liked what he had become, and now he had great friends, who put up with his bullshit. A wonderful godfather, who did his best to make him happy. No, he was content. He gave Sirius his best remorseful expression, to convey what he couldn't find the words to.
"No, I kinda get it, but you're going to have to trust someone sometime. You can't keep directing all your anger at the wrong people," his godfather answered with a serious nod. Then he broke out with a wicked grin, clapped the teen on the back, and said, "What say you and I go to Hogsmeade, while these two try and get Moony up to the rest of us? I think it'll get your mind off the last few days."
Harry looked at Luna, who nodded as she picked up the book, and started talking to Mr. Lupin. "Alright, I've got nothing to do right now," he said as he got up, and drifted to the opening of tunnel. "I'll see you later, Luna. Enjoy your lessons, Mr. Lupin," he stated as he put on his outer-cloak and waited for Padfoot.
The two waved at him distractedly, already deep in a debate on how the magic worked. Harry didn't take offence though; he was just glad that she had a distraction from the bittersweet day the two of them had had. He really hoped they could maintain a friendship. Knowing her, she'd put on a mask, and blame the Humperdinks or something, it was just Luna's way.
Sirius came back from the other room pulling a jacket on. "Come on, Harry, let's go and see what mischief we can find," he said as he donned his gloves.
The two went to the village and spent the day just messing around, while spending loads of money. It relaxed Harry enough that when he picked up Luna, he felt like he could just drift off to sleep and dream teenage dreams. So, after escorting her to her dorm, giving her a peck on the forehead, he went to bed, and crashed.
Luna's POV
While the two men were gallivanting around Hogsmeade, Luna was getting frustrated, not a good emotion for her. Normally she was serene, and calm, not even the bullying Ravenclaws could penetrated her Zen. But right now, she was convinced that the man in front of her was infested with Wrackspurts, and she was determined to not let them win. She asked him if he wanted to borrow her earrings, but he did what everyone else did when asked; he gave her a queer look, shook his head, and then ignored the question.
It was the only reason she could think of as to why Mr. Lupin kept arguing over what she was trying to teach him. He was steadfast in his conviction that he was right, and she was wrong. When she would show him that she was correct, he would justify it in his mind as something else, or that he was seeing something different. It was making her irritated, but being the docile person, she was, she held it in and kept trying.
It was one of the pitfalls of teaching an older bookworm, not to mention an ex-professor. They were harder to convince that everything they knew had to be… adjusted. She was just glad they got to Hermione before all that knowledge set in.
Heaving a heavy sigh, she picked up Merlin's book, and tried again.
.....
Can't wait to read more exciting chapters then what are you waiting for Join my patreon right now.
Get 60+ Premium chapters.
Link: p*atreon.com/Earthly_Writer (Remove the *)
2 Chapters for all free members.