Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. I do not own Ouran. Harry Potter belongs to JK Rowling. Ouran High School Host Club belongs to Bisco Hatori. I'm just...borrowing...:)

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Warnings: AU for books 5, 6, and 7 of Harry Potter, book spoilers, manga spoilers, bits of angst, eventual slash.

UN-BETA-ED

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CHAPTER FOUR

Umehito Nekozawa watched from a window as a petite figure made its way across the grounds to the gates of Ouran. A sleek black car waited there. He didn't need Beelzenef to know that this was the new student, the magic user that he had sensed earlier. The walls of Ouran had been humming with the sheer amount of magic the boy had leaked.

Umehito wasn't worried about the level of magic as a whole – he himself was a considerable wizard, (he had attended Durmstrang before returning to Ouran to finish his muggle education) - it was the fact that the boy had leaked magic at all that worried him. Leaking magic implied some emotional distress; that the boy had been able to leak enough magic to cast several powerful rituals for a week implied that the boy had suffered severe emotional distress.

Members of the Black Magic Club (all four of the others) had noted the display and had decided that if Nekozawa-sempai wasn't troubled then it didn't matter too much.

Reiko Kanazuki had informed him earlier that two transfer students had been allocated to class 1A. The girl was expected the next day, but the boy had been expected in classes that afternoon, but hadn't actually shown up. The Black Magic Club knew from levels of magic in Ouran that the boy had indeed been on the grounds.

Umehito – and the curious club members - received an explanation when Reiko received a message from another girl in her class – an acquaintance of the family – who had been to the Host Club that afternoon, and spoke of a cute new boy. Umehito had two guesses at why the new boy had ended up at that club. One – that idiot Tamaki had taken it upon himself to be generous to the new kid and show him around, or two – Kyoya-kun had the boy.

A moment later, Rei-chan's phone beeped, indicating another message. Reiko had blinked upon opening it, and to the shock of the other members, blushed lightly. The close knit group quickly passed the phone around – each blushing in turn – when the phone reached their leader. Umehito blinked a few times.

Rei-chan had received a photo from her friend, a photo of a very cute girl.

Umehito was confused.

"Rei-chan," he began, before pausing to gather himself. "Who is this?"

Reiko simply looked at him, replying in her own blunt fashion, "That's the new boy."

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Harry sighed as he slipped into the car. Cross-dressing was tiring. He wanted some chocolate…and some butterbeer…and maybe a stuffed toy. Yes, definitely a stuffed toy. Glancing back at Ouran, he caught a glimpse of a figure in one of the windows on the upper floors. For a moment, Harry could have sworn he was being watched. He shook himself, and informed the driver he was ready to leave.

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Sirius stared into his glass of wine, waiting for his lover to return to the study. Remus had gone to check on Harry, making sure he was sleeping soundly and that he had taken both his nutrient potion and the small vial of dreamless sleep. The sleeping potion had become a necessity when Remus notices Harry barely slept through one night a week. His constant nightmares insured he woke at least twice during the night, either in tears or in screams. He rarely spoke afterwards, and would simply cry himself back to sleep. In the morning his voice would be utterly hoarse.

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Sirius had been in the kitchen with several Order members when the sounds of a screeching portrait rang through the house. Upon hearing the voice scream 'dirty half-breed', Sirius leapt to his feet. His mother always reserved that particularly foul term for Remus.

If Remus was being yelled at by the former Lady Black, then he had to be back. If Remus was back, then Harry was here too.

Sirius had been furious when Dumbledore had insisted upon sending Harry back to Privet drive for the start of the Holidays. Harry was his Godson; he should have come straight to Grimmauld place- to Sirius.

Upon reaching the entrance hall and yanking the think curtains across his mother's still yelling portrait, Sirius had turned to greet his godson, only to find him pale and shaking, huddled in Remus's arms. Sirius had been stunned. When he opened his mouth to demand to know what the hell was going on, Remus simply passed Harry to him. He cautiously shifted Harry until he was wrapped in a safe hold.

Moody had snarled that the meeting was being held up, but Sirius didn't really care – something was wrong with his boy. And he was Siri's now, his and Remus's. Lily and James weren't here. Harry needed them. Moody and the meeting could go to hell – so could Dumbledore. Harry needed them.

Without a word, Sirius turned and began to make his way up the stirs to the bedroom level of the house. He could hear the other Order members whispering to themselves, just as he could hear Remus following him. The almost quiet was broken by sets of footsteps pounding down the stairs. Sirius growled, and Remus cast a complicated charm that managed to muffle the footsteps, and the voices they belonged to.

When a group of Weasleys and Hermione Granger entered Sirius view he swept past them, ignoring their questions and leaving them for Remus to deal with. Remus had told him later that while Hermione had asked if Harry was ok, Ron and Ginny had simply continued bickering over some inane thing. He was also told that Ron would be rooming with Harry. Sirius didn't like that Molly Weasley was arranging things in his house. Harry deserved his own room, and Sirius had argued for it, but had been shut down, in his own house. Ronald had seemed just a bit smug about it too. He was heard several times mentioning the fact he shared a room with Harry to different Order members.

Until, the morning after third night they did room together. Harry's nightmares called for a switch to be made to the rooming choices in Grimmauld place. Ronald Weasley had been complaining about being woken each night and Sirius- furious with his lack of compassion for his friend forbade him from entering Harry's room. Sirius, Remus and Bill Weasley took it in turns to keep an eye on the boy, and it had been Bill who had heard Harry softly crying after one episode who noticed he was mumbling words between his sobs.

When the men realised he had been whispering the name of his dead classmate, they had been shocked. When they heard him mumbling apologies to his aunt and uncle for being such a freak, they were appalled.

They heard a few more mumbled words including "no", "stop" and "sorry"and a string of hissing before they realised that with each noise of pain, Harry twitched, as if he were being struck. Remus had lifted the boy's shirt to reveal thin white scars layering his back. Sirius had snarled.Harry stopped twitching and Remus had quickly gathered him into his arms to calm the panic-stricken boy.

Bill had sank onto the bed that formerly had been his brother's, and was surprised to note a lump in the mattress. After a quick investigation, he found a small sack of galleons and a small note written in what he knew to be his former Headmaster's handwriting: a note detailing duties Ron was to perform; Like spying on Harry, and keeping him occupied and away from Sirius and Remus. The three men had been furious, and when Harry saw the note, he rolled himself into a ball and sobbed himself to sleep once more.

Remus and Bill had used a modified truth serum on the youngest Weasley boy the following morning and found Ron had been in Dumbledore's pocket since his first year of Hogwarts. But that wasn't all they found out. Dumbledore had known Sirius was innocent. He had performed the second 'Fidelius Charm' for James and Lily. He had placed Harry with his muggle relatives knowing of their attitude towards magic, and had made him return there even after the boy had revealed his rough treatment. Ron had betrayed Harry for a few galleons. Dumbledore had betrayed them all, again and again. It was too much.

The following morning when Order members looked into Harry's room, it was empty.

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Sirius looked up when Remus re-entered the study. He smiled at his lover and pulled him down onto the couch, into a tight hug and a gentle kiss. They both needed to be close. Dumbledore's betrayal had been crushing but right now, they both needed to be here for Harry. They would protect him, Harry, their cub.

When Harry found them in the morning, they were still entwined in the each other's arms.

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Harry's compulsory visit to the Host Club the following week didn't turn out to be so bad. This hosting session was being held outdoors, underneath the cherry-blossom trees. A small stream had even been installed for the occasion. Harry ignored Tamaki's flirting, and Kyoya's money making skills, as well as the calls of 'Mother' and 'Father' and jokes form the twins.

He was seated once again with the third years and was very grateful for it. Usa-chan had once more been given to Harry to 'watch over'. The other members of the club seemed to be discussing (and bemoaning) class times and Haruhi (who was also seated with Harry). He watched as the members of the small gathering hesitated about telling Hani-sempai he was spilling most of the tea he was preparing for them. When Mori finally did mention it, Harry couldn't help but reassure him that it was fine, just as the other girls did. The fact that the boy was almost in tears didn't help Harry's guilt.

Hani sempai seemed much happier a moment later when he began munching on dango. Harry was offered a piece, and bit into it carefully, smiling when the flavour was sweet. He hugged the soft pink bunny even tighter, and enjoyed the rest of his treat. His companions couldn't help but smile back, trying to hold back blushes.

When Hani asked Fujioka-chan when her class was having their physical exams, Harry paused. Ouran had physicals? He felt suddenly uneasy. He wondered if he would have to attend. Harry listened to the group of Hosts discussing how Haruhi would be able to keep up her guise of being male, and noticed Tamaki seemingly daydreaming again, while Haruhi seemed unfazed at the whole idea.

It was only later when the hosts had returned to their clubroom - and dragged Harry with them- that Tamaki realised what Haruhi being discovered would mean. With a small input from Mori-sempai, Haruhi relented on her stance. Harry simply took the situation in, and hoped that their exams would be held in a private room. If he asked Remus to arrange it, he wouldn't have to worry about his physical scars being seen. He had had enough of being stared at for one lifetime.

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HUZZAH! Another chapter!

I do apologise for this one taking a bit longer. I've been under the weather, still am, but hey, here it is.

Thank-you to everyone who reviewed the previous chapters.

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