He didn't wait for the gang; he was just too hungry, and energetic. So, he made his way to the Great Hall and joined his little blonde friend at the Gryffindor table. He sat next to her and looked at her plate. He quirked an eyebrow at her latest creation, which seemed to be a park of some sort. With trees, bushes, benches and pathways. There was even a lake off to the side. He shook his head in amusement and poured himself some tea, adding a heaping spoonful of sugar, and then taking a deep sip. He gave a deep sigh, that was just what he needed.
"You look better," Luna commented as she made another tree. Then she added a lake of whipped cream. There were ducks made of strawberries and people made of bananas.
"I feel better," he said, giving the weird girl one more curious glance, and then scooped up some scrambled eggs and cheese. No matter what her quirks, he still liked Luna just as she was. She certainly made life interesting.
"I think this is the first time I've seen you without Wrackspurts," she acknowledged with clear eyes. She cut her pancakes into many bite size pieces, ruining her work of art. She hummed in delight as she at her creation.
"That's one way to put it," Harry said with a nod. He settled into his breakfast, and soon enough the rest of the gang joined him and Luna. He looked up and greeted them with a smile. "Hey, guys. How was your night?"
"Great, Harry," Neville said, sitting next to him, while the twins and Hermione sat across.
They all looked at the boy hero with different expressions. The twins were just happy to see him in a good mood, even better than when they parted last night. Neville was glad that his mate didn't seem as bitter or angry with the world. Hermione looked carefully at his face to see what was different, and then she gasped.
"Harry, where is your scar?" the bushy-haired witch asked, keeping her voice low, nevertheless making all of his friends look at his forehead. They all had a wondering expression on their faces.
"I'll tell you later, yeah?" the dark-haired teen answered, giving her a 'drop it for now' look. There was no way he wanted anyone to know what had been in his head. If the staff found out they'd make him leave for sure, or throw him in the dungeon, and then he'd have no way to protect his friends. Which was the only reason he was staying in this godforsaken castle to begin with.
"Okay," she said slowly as she served herself up some porridge. She had gotten used to Harry keeping secrets and was more than happy that he shared some with her. It was a long way from when they first started after he lost his memory.
"So, did you guys find your form?" Harry asked as he changed the subject. He put back on his smile and gave them each an encouraging look. While they bounced ready to tell him about what they discovered, he ate his eggs.
"I'm a brown bear. It's very bizarre to have such a large form," Luna chirped with a slightly vacant look, which her friends knew meant she was thinking out a puzzle. "Though, thinking about it, the personalities match, for the most part. I'd like to think I am just a gentle, yet fierce a bear." She hummed under her breath as she thought about the likeness of a bear, and how it compared to her.
"I think I'm a badger," Neville stated a bit disappointed that he wasn't a lion, but happy enough with an animal that was depicted as loyal by one of the founders. "I'm going to have to look it up to make sure, seeing as to how I've never seen one. Well, other than the Hufflepuff banner, but I don't think that is an accurate description."
Harry turned his head to Hermione. She blushed and mumbled, "I'm a great spotted woodpecker."
"I'm trying very hard not to make a comment on that," her best friend stated as he held back his mirth. He knew he would hurt his friend if he laughed, so his cheeks were turning red with his attempts. She could tell by the redness on the other boys' faces they were holding laughter in as well.
"Oh, go ahead and laugh, before you burst a blood vessel or something," Hermione huffed as she pushed her bowl away. She knew they would give her flak over this. Stupid boys. Always thinking with their penises.
The four boys fell to laughter, and it took a few minutes to get under control. Words like, 'wood' and 'pecker' filled the air, until Hermione had enough and sprayed them with water from her wand.
Harry, still chuckling, waved his hand and dried them off. "Sorry, sorry. It had to be done." He gave her a smile that said he meant no harm.
"Pervert," Luna accused with a smile, when they were down to just wheezing.
"Guilty," Harry agreed, looking at Neville's bright face, making him break down in laughter again.
The twins were hugging Hermione in a form of apology and telling her they would help her along. She seemed uncomfortable with the attention.
"I'm going to class," the embarrassed Hermione huffed as she scooped up her books and bounced away.
"We'd better go too," Neville said, picking up his bag and following the bushy-haired girl.
"I hope the new DADA teacher is worth all the fuss," Luna said as she finished her breakfast.
"Well, he can't be worse than a Death Eater," Harry pointed out, not that he knew anything about how the fraud had taught, but the man had been an enemy. How good could he have been?
"We'll see. Besides, Crouch Jr. actually taught us some really good spells, and how to protect ourselves. I think it was part of his cover, but we did learn," she said as she finished off her pancakes. She wiped her mouth, and then took up her supplies. Getting up from the table, she kissed her 'friend' on the top of the head and skipped out of the Hall.
After they left Harry looked at the Staff Table and noted everyone's expression, most weren't even paying attention to him, but the Heads of the Schools were. Maxime had a sympathetic look, while Karkaroff had a worried face, McGonagall was glaring at him.
He shrugged and ate his meal. When he was finished he made his way outside. Getting past the violent tree and going to the Shack was child's play now. He still did it stealthy, making sure that the new Headmistress didn't see him. Even though Sirius was no longer wanted, she would drive the poor man away. Right now, he needed his godfather to be near. He was still concerned about how he was going to handle his memories returning and would need the support of family and friends.
"Sirius, Mr. Lupin, you guys here?" he called as he entered the house.
"In the kitchen," Sirius yelled back.
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