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"They should know." The teen stated, chuckling once more. "I told them, after all."
"What?" Sirius and Remus chorused, their expressions the picture one would expect to find in a dictionary under the definition of 'disbelief'.
"The fact that the first task is about dragons. I told them." Harry explained, after looking around carefully, making sure the corridor was empty; it was, of course. After all, if anybody would know the best places to talk about stuff you didn't want to be overheard would be the Marauders and two of them had led the way.
"How did you find out?" Sirius asked, the confusion in his eyes slowly but steadily being replaced with amazement.
"Considering I'll probably get in trouble should I tell you, I'll refrain from answering that." Remus was about to protest, so Harry hastily added; "Look, it doesn't matter how I found out. And before you ask, I thought it was only decent to inform the rest of the champions; I want to compete fairly and since I knew, everybody should."
"As Sirius said," Remus spoke, after clearing his throat, his voice thick with emotion, "we're very proud of you." His eyes glistened with what Harry realized were tears, so he smiled as bright as he could, panicking slightly; he hadn't intended to make them cry, for Merlin's sake! Sirius threw a hand over his godson's shoulders and returned the teen's smile with a toothy grin of his own.
"You're a great kid, Harry. Well, a great young man." He amended, chuckling slightly.
"If you say so." Harry offered, trying not to blush -and failing miserably at it.
"Now that we covered that," Remus picked the conversation up from where they had left it before Harry's revelation, "we can get to the main reason why we wanted to speak to you." The green eyed wizard nodded expectantly, waiting for them to continue.
"Do you have a plan on how you'll face the dragon?" Sirius asked, being blunt once more. Harry smiled.
"Their greatest weakness is their eyes." The teen explained, causing both adults to nod appreciatively. "I have been researching and practicing on long range stinging spells for the past week. I'm also working on some fire repellent shields developed specifically by people working with dragons. I'm quite good at them, actually."
"You're in this to win, aren't you?" Sirius asked, sighing and running his free hand through his hair, reminding Harry so much of his father, he had to try his best to hold back his laughter.
"Why else would I have competed?" Harry asked, smiling once more.
"That's true." Remus agreed, shaking his head. "It appears our assistance wasn't needed after all." Harry regarded both men in contemplation, staying silent for a while as they walked. The two Marauders had led him through the castle's corridors, making a circle back to the library.
"May I ask your help with something?" He finally said, stopping as the doors of the library came to view.
"Anything, kiddo!" Sirius exclaimed.
"Adrian isn't talking to me at the moment." Harry admitted, looking between the two older wizards; they didn't seem surprised so they had probably been informed about that too. "Has he been listening to our parents? I know they have tried to approach him this last week." The teen continued.
"Not really, no." Sirius informed him. Harry sighed in exasperation.
"Damned pride!" He muttered, staring at nothing, lost in thoughts of the last conversation -if one could call it that- he had had with his twin. "Look, could you approach him?"
"You think he might listen to us?" Remus asked, slightly confused.
"Hey, you're the cool, fun uncles!" Harry exclaimed, causing Remus to laugh and Sirius to puff his chest in mock pride. "Seriously though, if he'll listen to anyone, it will be the two of you. Help him, if you can, okay?"
"Of course, Harry." Remus said, smiling fondly at the teen, his brown eyes kind. "You're a good brother to him."
"Trying my best." Harry admitted, willing down the bitterness as much as he could. You have no idea how much I'm trying, he added mentally.
"We'll talk to him." Sirius offered, his tone solemn. "You worry about yourself; leave Adrian to us." Harry smiled and nodded.
"Thank you. I really do."
"Don't mention it, Harry." Remus said. "We should let you return to your research then. And if you need something else…"
"If I reach a dead end, I'll ask for help. But I am supposed to be doing this on my own and, even though I'm not suicidal, I assure you, I owe it to myself to try." Sirius and Remus nodded as Harry waved at them before turning around and returning to the library to tell Neville everything that had just transgressed.
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