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Harry Potter And The Twists Of Fate
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Category: Alternate Universe
Genres: Action/Adventure, Drama, Fluff, Humor
Warnings: Extreme Language, Sexual Situations, Violence
Story is Complete
Summary: What if the fates let Harry's parents live that night he got his scar, plus gave him a younger sister and become friends with the Weasleys, especially Ron earlier. What would be different?
Hitcount: Story Total: 209873; Chapter Total: 6696
Chapter 23: When Sirius met Ti
The day of the first Hogsmeade weekend was bright and cool, in spite of the rain the previous night. Harry was excited to see Sirius and both curious and nervous over his meeting Ti. In addition he had Quidditch practice at 3 that afternoon, since their first match would be the following Saturday, the day before Halloween.
Sirius had agreed to apparate to Hogsmeade then walk to Hogwarts for his meeting with Ti in Dumbledore’s office an hour before lunch.
Ti looked equally nervous, barely eating anything at breakfast. Harry and Rose kept reassuring him that it would be fine and that he would like Sirius. Hermione and Ginny were eating silently, simply watching the Potter siblings talk to Ti. Ron, on the other hand, was ignoring them and talking to Fred and George about Hogsmeade and the shops there.
After a while, Hermione said, “I’d still like to stay with you three while Ti and Sirius talk, Harry.”
“Nah,” Harry, “You should see Hogsmeade and its sights, Hermione, especially the bookstore. We’ll be fine here. These two are still mad they can’t go there yet.” He added, waving at the two redhead second years.
Rose’s eyes flashed, “I think it’s unfair, allowing only third years and above to go to Hogsmeade. We’re not little children who can’t behave.”
Harry smirked, “Oh, come on, sis. I know you’d like to see Sirius again. Maybe he’s got a few new judo moves to show us.”
Rose pouted for a while then she smiled, “All right, big brother. You caught me. I’d like to see Uncle Sirius again. It’s been more than a month.”
Ginny giggled. Harry could feel her amusement at her best friend’s antics and again felt the gurgling in his stomach that had nothing to do with hunger as he heard her laugh.
For the past few weeks, he’d been spending more time with the two redheads as Hermione and Ron often got into a row over Ron’s treatment of Ti. Over that time, Harry’s sensing of Ginny’s emotions and thoughts had gotten stronger. This proved a little distracting in class, as he occasionally felt her even if he was in another part of the castle. He’d then discovered that he could tune out her thoughts if he concentrated hard enough.
Finally, Fred and George got up from the table. Fred said, “Well, it’s time to go.”
George added, “Filch should be standing in the courtyard…”
“…to check out everyone’s permission form,” Fred said.
“So, come on, Ron,” George said.
Ron got up and moved to follow the twins. Then he stopped and turned around, “Come on, Hermione.”
Hermione looked at Harry who mouthed “go on” at her. Hermione sighed and got up from the table. She whispered, “Good luck” to Ti before following Ron.
Rose and Ginny finally forced Ti to eat more than toast. The four Gryffindors then moved to the Quidditch pitch to while the time away. Ginny had managed to borrow Fred’s broom for Ti who had left his broom at home in Malfoy Manor.
They decided to play two-on-two, with Rose and Harry against Ginny and Ti. The three older Gryffindors found Ti a much better player than his older brother. The two pairs were evenly matched. Harry and Ginny seemed to anticipate each other, though Ginny was a better chaser than Harry while Rose’s skills compensated for Harry and Ti’s slower broom handicapped their side. The score was tied by the time it came to the time they had to meet Sirius.
The four kids then change quickly. Ginny and Rose accompanied Ti to Dumbledore’s office while Harry walked to the gates to meet Sirius.
“Sirius!” Harry shouted when he saw his godfather striding up the path from Hogsmeade. He ran up to the older man.
“Harry!” Sirius said, hugging his godson, “How are you? So, Cissy came up with a son who’s not his father’s son.”
“Cissy?” Harry asked, astounded, “That’s Narcissa Malfoy’s nickname?”
“Only to me and your Aunt Andromeda,” Sirius said, grinning, referring to his cousin Andromeda Black-Tonks who was also Narcissa’s sister. Harry had met Andromeda and her family four years ago when the Potters had joined Sirius for Christmas. He liked the muggleborn wizard, Ted Tonks, Andromeda’s husband and their daughter, Nymphadora, who had graduated from Hogwarts years ago, together with Charlie Weasley. There was a time then that the two were dating, but Harry didn’t pay much attention to that.
Harry laughed, “I don’t know if Ti will find it funny. Anyway, he seems okay, loves Quidditch, isn’t an arrogant ass like Draco and really wants to meet you.”
“Well, then, come one,” Sirius said, “Let’s head for Dumbledore’s office.”
As they walked, Harry asked, “Speaking of Aunt Andromeda, how’s Nymphadora in auror training? Dad doesn’t want to talk about it.”
“First off, Harry,” Sirius said, grinning, “Don’t call her Nymphadora, at least within her hearing. I swear, she’s one of the clumsiest witches I’ve ever seen. She’s nothing in stealth or tracking. If she wasn’t a metamorphmagus, she probably would have been removed from the program last summer. As it is, she’s already passed the first year of training. We’ll see in a couple of years.”
Harry grinned. They talked about the Gryffindor Quidditch team, DADA and the training he and his friends were doing.
When they got to Dumbledore’s office, Harry was surprised to find Remus there, standing with Ginny, Rose and Ti. Dumbledore wasn’t in the office.
“What?” Remus asked upon seeing the surprised look on Harry’s face, “Did you think I’d miss this? I seldom see Sirius these days.” He smiled and shook hands with Sirius.
Harry grinned then turned to Ti, “Ti, this is Sirius Black, my godfather and your mother’s cousin. Sirius, this is Ti Malfoy, your cousin’s second son.”
Sirius approached the younger boy, a smile on his face and extended his hand. Ti slowly grasped his hand and shook it, a guarded expression on his face.
“Hello, Ti,” Sirius said, “I’m pleased to meet you.”
“Hi, Uncle Sirius,” Ti said, a nervous tone in his voice, “I’m, um, glad to meet you, too.”
“Now, don’t call me that, makes me too old,” Sirius said, grinning, “Just Sirius is fine.”
“Okay, Unc….uh, Sirius,” Ti said.”
“Why don’t we leave these two alone now,” Remus said. Looking at Harry, Ginny and Rose.
Ti looked at Remus, “Um, I don’t mind if they stay, Professor.”
“Sirius, is that okay with you?” Remus asked.
“It’s fine with me, Remus,” Sirius said, “Ti is used to these three imps by now, so they can stay.”
“All right,” Remus said, conjuring a long sofa and a couple of armchairs, “Let’s all get seated.”
Sirius and Remus sat in one of the armchairs each. Rose made Ti sit on the end of the sofa nearest Sirius. She then sat on the other end, forcing Harry to sit beside Ginny, between her and Ti. She noticed a faint blush appear on both their cheeks.
Once they were all seated, the room was silent for a few seconds. Finally, Remus said, “So, Ti, how are you finding Hogwarts?”
“Um, it’s not quite like I thought it would be, Professor,” Ti said.
Remus smiled, “You can call me Remus, Ti, when we are alone like this. So, how did you imagine Hogwarts would be?”
“Well, all I knew about it was what Draco told me. He said that Slytherin was the best house for us purebloods and no one got in their way. He called the other houses pathetic and that only scum was sorted into them.”
“Why that little git,” Sirius said, “he’s just like his father.” He turned to Ti, “Did you know your father was seventh year when me, Remus and Harry’s parents were first years?”
“No, I didn’t know that,” Ti said.
“Well, he was an arrogant ass already,” Sirius said, “At least you didn’t take after him, Ti. So, are you enjoying your classes? Made any friends yet in your year?”
Glad for the change in topic away from his father, Ti said, “Well, I like Transfiguration and Charms. Professor Flitwick is funny and I managed to float my feather in the first lesson.”
“That’s great, Ti,” Harry said, “I also did it in the first lesson, as did Hermione. Ron, though, couldn’t manage it then.”
“How about your other classes, Ti?” Sirius said, “How is Snape treating you?”
“Um, I don’t really like Potions. We have it with the Slytherins and Professor Snape likes to take points from Gryffindor, though he hasn’t taken any from me yet. In fact, he hasn’t paid me any attention.”
Harry’s eyebrows shot up to his hairline. He exchanged a look with Ginny and Rose.
“That’s real strange, Ti,” Rose said, “He’s not one to ignore a Gryffindor.”
“Isn’t he your brother’s godfather?” Remus asked.
“I think so, uh, Remus,” Ti said, “Why?”
“I know what you’re thinking, Remus,” Sirius said, “I would have thought he’d pick on Ti, considering he’s a Malfoy who’s in Gryffindor, something like I was back when we were here. Thank Merlin Snivellus wasn’t a teacher then.”
“What do you mean,” Ti asked, a bit bewildered, “back then when you were here?”
“Well,” Sirius said, “Your mother’s probably told you about the Blacks being an old pureblood family, right?” When Ti nodded, Sirius continued, “Well, my family has always been in the Dark Arts and thus always been sorted into Slytherin, including your mum and Aunt Bellatrix,” Sirius faced took out a sour expression as he remembered his deatheater cousin, rotting in Azkaban with her husband and brother-in-law. “Then, your Aunt Andromeda was sorted into Ravenclaw. That wasn’t so bad. But, then, here I come along and get sorted into Gryffindor. Your granduncle, Malfidus, my late father, was so angry but couldn’t do anything about it.”
“He didn’t try to have you resorted?” Ti asked, his voice a little shaky.
“Resorted?” Remus asked, “That’s seldom done, only under the most trying of circumstances, usually when the student has been at Hogwarts for a few years.”
Then, Harry realized something, “Wait a minute, Ti, was that why your father was here that day? He wanted a resorting done? Is that why you were up in the Headmaster’s office that evening?”
Ti fidgeted in his seat. Finally he looked down at the ground and nodded.
“That arrogant bastard!” Sirius said, “How dare he? He’s even more a git that I thought. Well, what did Dumbledore do?”
Ti fidgeted again then said, “Well, the Headmaster asked me if I was happy in Gryffindor. At first, I wanted to say ‘no’ with the way Father was glaring at me. Then, I thought of the people I’ve met, the other Gryffindors, like Harry, Rose and Ginny and my dormmates. I mean, after that time at breakfast on the first day of classes, they started talking to me and we really hit it off.” He turned to Harry and the two redhaired girls. “I haven’t thanked you guys for that.” He gave them a shy smile, “Thanks a lot.”
“You’re welcome, Ti,” Harry said.
“Yeah, think nothing of it,” Ginny and Rose said.
“So, what happened then?” Sirius asked Ti.
Ti thought for a moment then said, “Well, I told the Headmaster that I was fine in Gryffindor, that I liked it there. Father looked even more furious. He started to shout, saying that a Malfoy in Gryffindor was a disgrace. He, he said he didn’t want his son contaminated by muggleloving blood traitors. He demanded that the Headmaster have a resorting of me.” Tears were shining in Ti’s eyes as he related his story.
“The bastard!” Sirius said, “So, what did Dumbledore do then?”
“He told Father that there was no reason for a resorting to be done since I was quite happy in my current house. Then Father shouted that that was not the end of it. He then stormed out of the office.”
“Yeah,” Harry said, “that must have been when we were standing around at the bottom of the stairs to the Headmaster’s office. He came storming down, all red and sputtering. He even threatened me.” Almost immediately, Harry regretted saying that.
“WHAT!?” Sirius said, “What did that slime ball say, Harry?”
“Well, he just said he thought I had something to do with Ti being in Gryffindor and said that that was not the end of the matter.”
“All right,” Sirius said, “I thought he threatened to hex you.” He turned to Ti, “Look, Ti, your situation is the same as mine when I entered Hogwarts. My parents were furious that I was in Gryffindor. When I got home at the end of the school year, they threatened to pull me out of Hogwarts and put me in Durmstrang. I had many rows with them, and threatened to run away if they tried that. That held them off until fifth year when they did try it.”
“What did you do?” Ti asked.
“Well, I carried out my threat. I got some of my stuff and left the house we lived in. Harry’s grandparents and dad were kind enough to put me up in their home. If it wasn’t for them, I don’t know what would have happened to me.”
Remus then looked at his watch, “Hmm, it’s time for lunch. You can sit with the kids at the Gryffindor table, Sirius. Most of the students are at Hogsmeade anyway.”
“Sure, why not? It’ll give me more time to talk with Ti,” Sirius said. He turned to Harry, “What about you, Harry? You still have time to go down to Hogsmeade. I saw Ron and Hermione down there when I apparated in.”
“Nah,” Harry said, “there’ll be other Hogsmeade weekends and I’ve got Quidditch practice later. I’d like to spend some time with you. It’s been almost two months since we saw each other last. Rose is lucky since Remus is here. ”
“Oh, yeah, right,” Rose said, “He’s too busy teaching classes to see me everyday.”
The four kids and two adults then headed for the Great Hall. When they got there, the students already there saw Sirius and started whispering. The noise died down as they approached one end of the Gryffindor table. Sirius sat beside Ti with Harry on his other side. Ginny and Rose sat across from them.
Sirius continued talking to Ti as they ate. “So, you see Ti, I know what you’re probably feeling. But don’t let your family’s reactions affect you. You’re in Gryffindor because of something the Sorting Hat saw in you that is stronger than ambition or the taint of the Dark Arts in your blood, something nobler and better.”
Ti nodded weakly, attempting to smile. He continued eat slowly.
After a few minutes of silence, Sirius said, “Harry said you like Quidditch a lot. So, how good are you?”
“He’s quite good,” Rose said, “We were playing while waiting for you, Sirius. He’d make a good chaser. He and Ginny made a good team against me and Harry. I know Harry’s a great seeker but he’s not chaser material.”
“Hey!” Harry said, “I’m right here, you know.”
“I know, bro,” Rose said, smiling sweetly, “Still, I think you should stick to being a seeker. You are great at it.”
Sirius smirked, “Oh, don’t mind them, Ti. They get like that sometimes. It’s just part of the way they show their love for each other.”
“Hey!” Harry and Rose said, their cheeks now reddening.
Harry could feel the amusement coming from Ginny.
Sirius then drew Ti into a discussion of Quidditch teams in the National League. Harry was amused and surprised to learn that Ti liked the Chuddley Cannons. Maybe that would help them convince Ron that Ti wasn’t the slimeball Draco was.
After an enjoyable lunch, the younger kids and Sirius accompanied Harry to the pitch to watch the Gryffindor practice. Harry introduced Oliver to his godfather. Once Oliver found out that Sirius had been a beater during his Hogwarts days, he started begging the former Gryffindor for game-winning tips, which Sirius gladly gave.
It was near dinnertime when Sirius finally left. He surprised Ti by hugging him and saying that he hoped to come see him again soon. Harry and the others pretended not to notice when Ti wiped the tears that had formed on his eyes. The three older Gryffindors smiled at this. They knew that Sirius was a bit lonely sometimes, in spite of his playboy lifestyle.
All in all, it was a good day for Harry. Ti seemed to be warming up to Sirius. Quidditch practice was very good. Even Oliver Wood hadn’t been his usual manic obsessive self during practice. Harry looked forward to the game on the next Saturday, wanting to beat Slytherin badly.
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