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"Ronald! Hermione! Harry!" Mrs. Weasley shrieked from the gathering of people in the far corner "Where have you been! Ronald I said 1:30!" She bustled around hugging all of them tightly before backing up to continue her lecture. Harry looked at Hermione apologetically, her eyes widened in betrayal as Harry opened his mouth
"Sorry Mrs. Weasley. We were caught up because these two were discussing their relationship. They didn't know how to tell you." Ron glared at Harry as Mrs. Weasley grabbed the two of them and pulled them off to the side, shrieking in delight. Harry smiled sheepishly as he walked over to the chuckling Weasleys
"That was cruel Harry-kins" laughed George from the hospital bed.
"Thanks George."
"What are you talking about" said the standing twin "I'm George and he's Fred. Really you call yourself our brother." Harry laughed, ignoring the warm feeling in his chest.
"No I'm sure that Fred is standing. I'm also sure Madam Pomfrey will figure it out and that won't be pretty." Both the twins paled and switched places quickly. Mr. Weasley laughed at them.
"Ah, yes Poppy is protective of her patients. Harry, how can you tell them apart anyways? I'm ashamed to say I've never been able to." Harry shrugged
"Trade secret, I'm afraid."
"Mum! Harry turned down Ginny!" Ron yelped. Mrs. Weasley turned to look at Harry who mouthed sorry and smiled innocently.
"That's his choice Ron. They weren't meant to be. You two however..." She turned back to the new couple. Ron gaped at Harry who glared and mouthed I will end you. Ron, to Harry's amusement, paled slightly. Charlie coughed from behind him, smirking once Harry turned around.
"You get away with everything don't you?" Charlie smiled, unperturbed at Rons comment. "With that innocent smile." Harry laughed a smirked lightly.
"You wouldn't believe the things-"
"He got up to at school. Such a rebellious young boy-"
"So cunning and quick-"
"You think so Gred?"
" I know so Forge."
"What kind of things did they do at school?" Bill was curious now "I can't have been as bad as breaking into Gringotts." Charlie gaped at Harry who looked up at the ceiling whistling
"You broke into Gringotts!?" Charlie exclaimed catching Mrs. Weasley attention. She hurried over dragging Ron and Hermione by their linked hands
"Yah, there's a blind dragon flying around somewhere Charlie. We used it to fly out." Ron chuckled as the Weasley family gaped at the trio, speechless. Hermione looked uncomfortable.
"It was for a good cause!"
"Oh we know dear." reassured Mrs. Weasley, "But it is a surprise. Nobody has ever broken into Gringotts before."
"Oh no. Voldemort broke in my first year, he just didn't get what he wanted. Me and Hagrid had already taken it out." Harry was treated to another sight of speechless Weasleys.
"Harry… were you three involved in everything that happened?" Fleur asked, confused. "I know about the Tournament, but everything else?" The trio glanced at each other and shrugged.
"Pretty much." Ron smirked at Harry as they started their commentary
"There was first year with the Philosopher's stone. And second year with the Chamber of Secrets-"
"Don't forget everyone thought I was the Heir of Slytherin for awhile there."
"Then you know, Sirius broke out of prison to get to Harry."
"Well we thought he was an insane murderer trying to kill me but he turned out to be my godfather and generally... not insane."
"Fourth year was the Triwizard Tournament and Voldie returned."
"Ron you said Voldie! Progress! And you were a prat fourth year 'I reckon someone's trying to do you in'" Harry mimicked Rons voice "of course someone was trying to kill me. Happens every year!"
"I apologized for that." Ron grumbled
"Not really Ron." Hermione cut in amused
"Hush 'Mione." Hermione laughed "Fifth year was the visions and DA and battle at the ministry."
"Those visions hurt. Always felt like my scar was burning through my head. Hurt more than a crucio when Tom was near." The Weasleys were watching amused and confused as Harry and Ron spoke over each other, sounding eerily like Fred and George.
"Did it really? That's sucks, mate." Ron said sympathetically, ignoring the giggles from Hermione. "Sixth year was when Dumbledore was giving you lessons and Malfoy kept trying to kill Dumbledore. Still can't believe the saved the arse hole." Harry shook his head
"Couldn't leave him there to burn. And I told everyone it was Malfoy but nobody believed me."
"Probably because every time something happens you're there Harry." Harry and Ron gazed at each other before nodding decisively.
"That's definitely it."
"Can't believe we didn't see it before."
"Are they always like that?" Mr. Weasley whispered to Hermione who laughed again
"All the time. They sound like you two" she directed at the twins "when they really get going."
"We sound like that?" they muttered together
"No wonder everyone gets mad. I can barely keep up and I know which one is which."
"Not going to stop though, right Forge?"
"Course not my dear Gred." Hermione was giggling uncontrollably now as she tried to keep of with both conversations. Percy just looked helplessly confused and rather uncomfortable. Ron's voice broke back into the conversation
"We didn't even get a seventh year. Too busy hunting down horcruxs." Bill gasped, the only one to recognize the word. Ron and Harry heard him and turned back to the family looking rather sheepish.
"Horcruxs are objects in which someone places a bit of their soul, after splitting it with murder. It will keep them alive forever. Voldemort made seven, which is why we were gone a year." Hermione explained quietly. Everyone looked stricken but before they could comment Harry interrupted
"Its not important now. They're all gone and Voldemort is dead for good. The wars over." They were silent for a moment when they heard Peeves singing in the distance
"Now Voldies gone mouldy so lets have some fun!" The trio burst into laughter along with Fred, George, Charlie and Bill. Percy and Mrs. Weasley looked mildly disapproving while Mr. Weasley just smiled genially. Percy opened his mouth but before he could talk Madam Pomfrey came rushing over. She started waving her wand over Fred
"Very good Mr. Weasley. It would be better if you stopped getting out of bed." Fred looked stricken "Just stay there for an moment so the potions can kick in, then you can leave. Now Mr. Potter." she spun to Harry who paled. "I have yet to treat you and I know you're injured somewhere. Sit down, your bed is open." she gestured to the bed beside Fred in the corner. As Harry sat down, everyone noticed a small plaque on the headboard which read Harry Potter 1991-1998. George scowled
"Why didn't we get plaques?" Madam Pomfrey scoffed
"Mr. Potter comes in at least three times a year, plus quidditch injuries. He deserves it." George glanced at Harry in surprise, who shrugged and mouthed adventures at him. Madam Pomfrey sent a diagnostic charm at Harry, scowling when she got the results "Shirt and pants off Mr. Potter." Harry sighed but complied, leaving him standing in green boxers. Harry was covered in small cuts and bruises that were dwarfed by the gash across his chest. When he turned to put his clothing on the bed he had gouges about the size of a sickle scattered across his right side.
"What happened to you?" gasped Bill. Harry looked over his shoulders at the gouges and shrugged, wincing as it pulled at his cuts.
"The blasting charm that knocked the wall on Fred got me on the way by."
"But" Percy stuttered "You helped me drag Fred out of the corridor. It can't have happened then."
"Percy we were in the middle of a battle. I thought Fred had died. I wasn't about to stop because some curse ripped some skin out." Percy mouth opened and closed wordlessly. Hermione glanced over at Fleur who was looking at the ceiling and flushing lightly.
"He is very handsome." Fleur whispered when she noticed Hermione. Hermione glanced back at Harry whose injuries did nothing to hide the tanned muscle tone. Harry was skinny but covered in a layer of muscle from quidditch and duelling. Harry had wandered around shirtless a lot, but Hermione never really got used to it. Hermione flushed too, and scowled when Charlie winked at her and Fleur.
"Sit. Sit." Madam Pomfrey pushed Harry down. The Weasleys spread their circle to encompass both Harry and Fred's beds. Madam Pomfrey started in on Harry, pouring potions over the gouges and waving her wand over the smaller cuts, bruises and burns. When she got to the gash she froze. "I don't know how to heal this." she said incredulously
"Don't worry about it. That where the killing curse hit." Madam Pomfrey froze, glancing up at Harry's faded lightning scar but shook it off. She poured a runny green potion into it and watched in satisfaction as it began to close.
"The gash and the wounds on your side will both scar lightly, a silvery color most likely but the rest will be fine." She waved her wand and bandages wrapped their way around Harry chest covering the potion coated wounds. "You'll need to stay here. Mr. Weasley, I'll tell you when you can leave." she bustled off to a bed in the far corner as Harry sat up and scowled at her.
"Of course I have to stay here. When have I ever gone here for less then an overnight stay." The Weasley laughed. Charlie, who was standing nest to George saw something on Harry's right arm. He walked over and grabbed it examining the old scar on his forearm.
"What is this from? It looks like a dragon tooth puncture but its too big." turning over Harry's arm he realized it had gone all the way through Harry's arm. "That must have hurt." Harry chuckled
"No the dragon got my shoulder." he gestured the three parallel scars curving around his left shoulder blade. "That's from a basilisk." Charlie jerked back in shock. Everyone stopped their conversations to stare at Harry, who shifted awkwardly.
"Harry, how is that possible." Mr. Weasley asked.
"The Slytherin monster was a basilisk that one of Voldemort's horcruxs was controlling. When me and Ron went to rescue Ginny, I had to fight it. I stabbed Gryffindor's sword through it's mouth but the tooth went through my arm." Harry shrugged like it was no big deal. The Weasleys kept staring.
"How are you not dead?" exclaimed Bill
"Fawkes cried on my arm. I used the fang to stab the diary and carried Ginny until she woke up." Harry was feeling uncomfortable under the awed stares so he tried to change the subject "So, where'd Mrs. Weasley go?" Hermione smiled at him, she knew he hated being the center of attention
"She went to find Ginny. She doesn't want Ginny being pushy, when we get lunch, especially since your dating-"
"Hush Hermione!" Harry interrupted her, flushing as Fred and George whistled.
"Who is the lucky girl?"
"Can't be ickle Gin-Gin-"
"Who is good enough for the chosen one-"
"The-boy-who-lived-to-destroy-Voldemort"
"Our saviour"
"Our financial backer"
"Our-"
"Fred, George! Shut up!" Harry said flushing. Once again trying to shift attention off himself he said "You weren't supposed to mention the money!" Fred and George groaned
"Oops"
"Accident"
"We're sorry old buddy-"
"Old friend, old pal." Harry laughed at their antics, happy he had brought their attention away from his girlfriend.
"What money" asked Fleur curiously
"You're their financial backer?" gasped Percy. Harry looked at him coolly
"Don't worry, they're safe from my attention seeking tendencies and dangerous antics." Percy winced
"I see you read the letter." Ron snorted
"I read it to him before I ripped it into confetti and threw it into the fire." Percy flushed
"I apologize. I thought the ministry knew what they were doing." Harry looked at Percy
"It's fine. However if you do it again" Harry let loose a cruel smirk "We're going to have a problem." Percy flinched back and paled and Harry's eyes flashed dangerously. Charlie whistled
"You are a scary person when you want to mate" Ron laughed
"Maybe that's why people keep thinking you're evil."
"Maybe" Harry mused.
"What were you saying about money Fred, George?" asked Mr. Weasley steering the conversation back in line.
"Harry gave us all his Triwizard winnings-"
"1000 galleons-"
"Threatened to throw it out if we didn't take it."
"Said the world would need some laughter."
"You threatened to throw it out?" Ron yelped "You said you just gave it to them!" Harry laughed as Hermione slapped Ron
"Don't be a prat Ronald. It ended the same way. Its not important now." Ron rubbed his shoulder, pouting. He was opening his mouth to argue when Madam Pomfrey pushed her way by again. She waved her wand over Fred again before telling him he was free to go. As Fred leapt out of the bed gleefully, she turned to Harry
"You however, need to stay."
"Why?" Harry grumbled
"Because I want you to." Harry scowled as she walked away. The Weasley turned to him
"We'll stay here with you. No need for us to leave." Harry shook his head, taking out his wand
"No need" he said, waving his wand in a complicated motion "I altered the monitoring wards around the bed so they'll say I'm here." Bill looked shocked
"Altering wards is mid-level ward breaking! How do you know how?" Harry pulled on his pants as he answered
"I learned them ages ago. Madam Pomfrey always keeps me here way longer then necessary. So I started breaking the wards and sneaking in what… fourth year? Probably fourth year. Before that I just silenced the alarms in her office and ran when she wasn't looking." He buttoned up the shirt and rolled up the sleeves, leaving scars and bandages poking out from the shirt. "Lets go before she looks." The Weasleys walked quickly to the door. They were just turning out of the corridor when the heard Madam Pomfrey yell in annoyance from down the hall. The trio glanced at each other before sprinting down the hallway, laughing as the Weasley created an accidental barrier between Harry and Madam Pomfrey. She stopped trying when their footsteps faded
"They always do that. I really should be used to it." She sighed and jogged back into hospital wing as the Weasleys broke into laughter.
