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[OOC: Locked to the Harry Potter cast. Remus, Sirius, Hermione, and Harry. Two separate threads and then Harry and Hermione will run in to interrupt the menz! :D jrkela; Excited!]Harry does not exactly want to leave his godfather alone. However, he has to tell Hermione what has happened. He has no idea that she has similar news to give to him so

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"Really," Hermione says with a breathless laugh, and the laughter is swiftly cut off at what he says next. She smacks him in the shoulder. "Harry, what an awful thing to imagine!"

Not that she blames him for it, considering his fortune, but still. They are sharing what can be seen as good news. There is no need to bring You-Know-Who into this. Unless he is actually setting foot in Chicago, Hermione won't think of it.

Harry is safe from him here and that is all that matters. "Honestly, I don't want to even contemplate it and you shouldn't, either!"

Especially when confronted with the news he's just given her. Sirius, she can scarcely believe it. The Rift can't be all bad if it has given Harry his godfather back, it simply can't. Her eyes well up and she is so, so happy for him.

Hermione flings her arms around him for a tight hug. Sirius and Lupin both met an end that was not deserved. As terrible as it is to think they have been taken from their universe it's far better than prison and death, isn't it? She is grasping at the silver lining at the moment.

"It's another chance, Harry," she says, squeezing his hand in assurance. "It's a wonderful chance and Professor Lupin--well, he isn't quite a Professor but I can hardly call him anything else--wanted to see you. It's why I wrote an entry to you and looked for you everywhere. Goodness, Harry, you should keep a closer eye on it."

Hermione takes a deep breath, practically beaming at him. Yes, she can reprimand him and be ecstatic for him simultaneously.

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Harry winces when Hermione smacks him. She is small but she is powerful when she wants to scold you. It never hurts so much as it's like a reminder. It's her scolding without as many words, and he shrugs, glancing at the floor under his feet before he looks back at her.

"I will try not to imagine it as much in the future," he says, trying to make light of it though it honestly is a terrible thing to imagine.

They are all safe from Voldemort here, and Sirius and Remus' deaths were both caused directly or indirectly by Voldemort. They can't be reached by the deatheaters here, by Bellatrix (and he'll always remember hearing Hermione scream), by all of it.

Harry hugs her back, tightening his arms around her back and honestly smiling. He doesn't-- It's easy for him to see the silver lining in this situation, seeing Lupin's corpse and Sirius falling through the veil.

"It is another chance, and we-- Even if they're not quite as we knew them, they knew my parents and I... they both meant so much to me. They're good... people," he says, and he can hope. He can hope they get to live a better life here, despite knowing how many people die, how easily, how they go through horrible situations. "I- An entry? You mean the... journals, don't you? It... actually hadn't occurred to me to... check it or use it to write to you."

No, he had decided running around the Tower like a chicken with its head cut off was a much better plan of action.

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"I would appreciate it if you did," Hermione says, in that not-quite-a-lecture-yet tone that is honestly too relieved to be anything but. She is bossy, certainly, but Harry also can't be faulted for the thought process. It stands to reason anyone from their universe could fall through the Rift at any time.

They have proven just now two people from their universe fell through on the same day. It still isn't a thought she wants him to linger on, aside from the fact it makes her skirmish as it is.

There is much to be thankful for now to let it be ruined by Voldemort. Hermione's deepest hope is to see him safe and unscathed, and while she has learned that didn't quite come true, it is true here.

She must hold onto that. Change what she can change, and refuse to be crippled by what she can't change. And who she can't be with.

"They'll both be so happy to have more time with you, Harry. This goes beyond imagining, it truly does," Hermione says, eyes welling up slightly. She's positively beaming, hands tightening against his shoulders a fraction.

Then that bossy nature of hers returns.

"Next time you will write to me, as that might be the safest course of action. You'll remember, I'm sure," she says, tone indicating they both know he probably won't. She loves you, Harry. "Where is he? Sirius, I mean."

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Harry tries to hold back the laugh at the sound of her voice. It is difficult, because he has actually missed it and he's in such a good, joyous mood. "If you'd appreciate it, then why wouldn't I... try my best to do so?"

Never mind all the times that he has done things that he would know very well she would not appreciate.

He is too thankful, too lost in all of these gifts that the Rift has given him to think much about the possibility of Voldemort any time soon.

It seems unlikely. Course as soon as he starts to get rid of the good, he starts thinking that it's likely going to turn bad in retribution. ...Harry honestly can't help the pessimistic thought process, Hermione, but the narration knows you'll be lecture-facing at this.

"It really does," Harry agrees, pulling back from her and allowing the solidness of all this news to hit him once more.

"Yes, course... I'll remember," he says in a very similar tone to hers, adjusting his glasses and glancing innocently away. He knows she does. "I got him his own room, and I've left him there to-- He'd been in his clothes from... Azkaban, and I thought he might like to shower and have a change of clothes and rest. I'd been planning on going back, but I wanted to find you first."

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Hermione will simply give him a look, as he very well knows what she means when she states she'd appreciate it. The Honestly goes unspoken, but it hardly needs to be said aloud when the look speaks for itself. It is, however, impossible to remain so stern-looking when there is such good news.

She's smiling and restless and--

Just as quickly the smile slowly starts to fall from her face. The excitement has dissipated when looking into the logical facts of the matter.

"Harry, if they're both much younger than when we met them, and if Sirius was still in... Azkaban, that must mean--" she cuts herself off rather abruptly, turning her back on Harry to what's caught her attention. She doesn't stop her train of thought because she does not have the words to finish. She stops because of the commotion down the corridor.

If they're both young and Sirius hasn't cleared his name amongst them, that must mean Lupin believes him the killer of Harry's parents... doesn't it?

Oh, schnap.

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Harry hears that Honestly. He is going to act as though he hasn't actually heard it, and there is plenty of good news to distract them both from any sternness or appropriate reaction to said sternness. Harry is rather grateful.

It isn't until the smile falls from her face that he loses the one on his as well, and he seems to be putting the pieces together as she's saying it out loud.

That must mean that Lupin will want him dead should they run into one another.

He steps past her at the sound. There is one moment where he waits, trying to figure out what it is. The possibilities in the Tower, in Chicago are endless, and there is no guarantee that it's his godfather and Lupin having found one another.

However, there's no guarantee that it isn't either. If there's commotion, Harry's instinct is to run toward it to see if he can help. It's why he only pauses for that moment before he glances at Hermione and sprints toward the sound of it.