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Escape from azkaban chapter 4

Harry apparated outside the familiar house of Andromeda and Teddy. Although Ted was currently staying at his house. He knocked at the door.

Andromeda led him into the front room "hello Harry. I must admit I am surprised to see you here, is everything alright?"

"No," he muttered "Andromeda, you need to get out of here, go to The Burrow, you will be safe there"

"Harry what's going on? Is Teddy alright?"

"I cant explain here, get yourself out of here and I will meet you at the burrow shortly"

She nodded, and went to pack a few clothes. When she came back into the room he said "I will wait here until you have gone, apparate as close to the house as you can"

"I will meet you there" she went out into the back garden and with a loud Crack! she was gone.

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He went to the burrow not long after and explained the situation with Greyback, to Arthur, Molly and Andromeda.

"You know that we will always be here if you need us, don't you?"

"Thank you Arthur" said Harry, gratefully. Inside he already knew that he was welcome at any time, but he felt that he needed to be invited.

"Its no trouble dear" said Molly

"But… will Teddy be alright there?" Andromeda asked

Harry smiled "it is a safe place. He will not be able to find us. If there is a problem, we will floo either to here, or another Weasley residence."

She nodded, and Harry shouted farewell over his shoulder, before disappearing into the night.

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"This dinner is gorgeous Gin"

"Its only a stew"

"Its still nice" he put down his fork and wondered how to say what he needed to tell them.

"What's the matter?" Ginny asked him

He sighed "I have something to tell you" he said the room at large.

Everyone went quiet.

"We have to stay indoors at all times now. Unless you are being accompanied by an adult"

"Why?" asked James

"It isn't safe at the moment. I'm sorry but you wont be able to invite any friends over this summer, or send our address out to anyone, just in case the letter gets intercepted."

"Why is this happening?" asked Teddy

"Lets go into the other room and I will tell you a story" said Harry

"Oohh, yay I love stories" squealed Lily as the children all hurried off to the other room.

Ginny looked at him.

"Don't worry, I will make it child friendly" and dodged as she swatted his arm.

"You go on ahead I will be there in a few seconds" she said and set the dishes to wash themselves.

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He sat in the big armchair in the corner, with his children all sat around him.

"Once upon a time there was a bad man. This man liked to hurt people. He liked to hurt people for fun. He also had a lot of followers, people who believed that what he was doing was right.

"If this man wanted somebody to be hurt, he would do everything he could to make sure that he was hurt. Sometimes he would get one of his followers to do the hurting for him.

"But what-" said James

"Shush!" said Al

"If a letter was written to someone, telling them where they lived, or where they were meeting their friends. If that letter was read by one of these followers, before the person it was sent to read it, then that follower would know where that person was going.

"That would make it easier for the person to get hurt. Which is why we have to be careful what we say, or what we write down."

He said this mainly for teddy's benefit. Teddy and James were old enough to understand, but to Al and Lily, it was just a story.

Al yawned hugely.

"Bed-time" said Ginny. Harry jumped. He had not heard her come into the room. "come on James, Al, Lily"

"I'm going to go to bed as well I think" said Teddy.

And the six of them trudged up the stairs to bed. Ginny sorted out the younger ones, while Harry took care of the older ones.

"Night Ted" he called as he shut his bedroom door.

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Ginny was taking a hot bath and Harry was sat in the kitchen drinking a cup of coffee, when he heard the door creak open.

Teddy shuffled in, wearing his blue dressing gown over his striped pyjamas.

Harry looked over to him. "what's the matter Teddy-bear?"

"I can't sleep"

"Was it because of that story I told you earlier?"

He nodded.

"Come and sit down and we will talk about it"

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A/N: sorry about the delay. The story has nearly finished now. Am I getting any better at writing? I hope so, but I need people to tell me how I'm doing, if I'm doing bad, if I'm doing well.

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