Chương 78: chapter:78
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"Sure." Fleur said.
Harry started fishing his pockets, usually full of assorted items he found around the house, and finally pulled out a ball of yarn.
"Where did you get that?" Fleur asked.
"From your sister." Harry grinned back. "She thought it was a suitable toy for a cat."
Harry carefully held the struggling beetle by its side and he carefully opened its back with his thumb and forefinger. With his free hand he made a loop and slipped it underneath the beetle's wings, taking care not to damage them.
"Watch this" Harry said to Fleur and he immediately let go of the Beetle. Immediately it tried to fly away but it was then held back by two feet of string. Instead of escaping to freedom, the beetle flew in circles around Harry, while Fleur watched in fascination.
Bzzzzzzzzzz
Bzzzzzzzzzzz
Bzzzzzzzzzz
"That's amazing!" Fleur exclaimed.
Remus couldn't help himself but squirm in his seat, overcome by excitement at the thought of finally meeting Harry. He was pleasantly surprised at the letter he received from Harry, who was requesting a meeting at his earliest convenience.
Immediately Remus used the last of what he saved up from tutoring to purchase a direct line to the Delacour Manor, where he knew from the Daily prophet was Harry's official residence.
He was greeted cordially by Julian Delacour, the famous retired auror and a leading political figure in France. Remus was surprised when Julian asked him to join him in his study and the Werewolf grabbed his few possessions and his wand and stepped into the fire.
Travelling by international floo was the poor man's transportation, since they were subjected to a vomit inducing ride as they spun around the Floo ways for at least a few minutes. Remus was used to this by now, and thankfully the distance from France to Britain was short compared to the transatlantic floo rides to the U.S.
Remus Lupin appeared into the most luxurious study he had ever seen. It had gold accents in almost every part of the room, and expensive paintings hung on the walls.
"Mister Lupin?"
Remus looked up and found himself staring at Julian Delacour, and an old man that he judged to be in his seventies.
"Yes, Monsieur Delacour?" Remus extended a hand. "I must thank you for giving me this opportunity to finally meet my best friend's son."
"It is no problem." Julian said. "Harry is curious about his parents, and he learned at school that you were a close friend of his father's. He was hoping to learn more about his parents from you."
Remus smiled. "I will do my best. I am quite surprised to also learn that James had arranged a betrothal contract with your family. I always thought James abhorred the old traditions."
"The Head of House Potter had an agreement with the House of Delacour, and I am delighted to say my daughter and young Harry are getting along well." Julian said.
Remus shook his head, a slight smile on his face. "I'm just surprised James survived Lily's wrath. I know James' parents were traditionalists, and he was supposed to wed Narcissa Black. Thankfully Harry's grandfather changed his mind."
"This is Uncle Nick." Julian held out his hand to the old man sitting behind the desk, that for some strange reason had what he observed were toys alongside luxurious quills and paperweights. "He is Harry's mentor, a tutor of sorts."
Remus' face brightened when he heard the word 'tutor'. "How is Harry in his studies?"
"He is a bright young man." Nicholas said. "You'll find Harry quite talented when he applies himself."
"When?" Remus asked.
"Like all boys, he tries to avoid lessons he thinks are not useful." Nicholas said. "Magically, Harry is quite powerful, perhaps one of the strongest wizards in his age if trained right."
"Where is he?" Remus asked.
"Harry usually spends around this time playing in the garden with my youngest daughter, Gabrielle." Julian said. "Fleur, my eldest and Harry's betrothed, is on her way now to find them."
"And I think they are here." Nicholas said as the perimeter charms alerted him.
Remus tried to smooth his clothes and his hair to make himself appear presentable to Harry. First impressions were important after all. He wondered how Harry would look by now, and in his mind he pictured a young James Potter, with the cocky grin that charmed the ladies and the confident stride. What he saw wasn't what he expected at all, as the door to the private study opened and the boy walked in.
Remus eyes' bugged out when he saw Harry. The boy stood there, with a neutral expression his face. He was best described as normal, unassuming, a face that could easily be forgotten in the crowd. Yes, he did have some of James Potter's looks, but the manner with which the boy carried himself made it somewhat different.
His famous scar was hidden by his bangs, and Remus noted that his clothes were not of the same quality as the intimidating guests behind him. Harry was wearing simple jeans, slightly dirty at the knees and Remus could smell bark and grass on his clothes.
What was surprising though was the beetle that continued to fly around Harry's head in circles, tied by a light blue yarn with Harry's left hand holding the other end. The boy looked at him and there Remus could finally see Harry's green eyes, exactly the same shade of green as his mother Lily's.
Those green eyes studied him, assessing him and Remus suddenly felt uncomfortable for wearing his shabby clothes. He should have worn his best, but that suit was last used during Harry's parents' funeral, and he thought it was not proper for the occasion.
The boy tilted his head to the side and finally spoke out. "Mister Lupin?"
It was then that Remus was overcome by his emotions and he stood up, intent on giving the Harry a hug that he had not given in over a decade.
Harry carefully studied the man who he guessed to be in his mid forties with graying hair, though he knew the man to be around his parent's age. He wore shabby clothing, and Harry was sure the man could walk in the streets of London without getting victimized by pickpockets.
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