... Nervousness, everyone else had accepted him what if Ron didn't, he didn't know what he would do without him,

"Ron?" Harry asked again. Ron had been the only one who had not come up to him all the other members of the family had gone into the kitchen leaving Harry Hermione and Ron alone.

"Sorry mate," Ron answered sheepishly, "still a bit shell shocked with the change."

"Yeah it does that, I am still trying to get used to it." Harry chuckled back.

Ron finally moved from the spot he had been frozen on, he walked up to Harry and hugged him awkwardly.

"Anyway I am starving" Hermione and Harry laughed, that was Ron all about the food.

"Yeah lets go and then you can tell me all about your summer."

Harry watched the whole Weasley family eat in front of him sat a full plate of roast dinner seeing it was Sunday and a glass of butterbeer and a large cake in the shape of a snitch. Mrs. Weasley looked up from the table and noticed harry hadn't touched any of his food;

"Harry dear, why haven't you eaten anything!"

Harry was about to answer when someone butted in

"Lux Lucis angelus do not eat any food only drink when they need to wash out there body, this should be done in private" Harry looked at the speaker, expecting it to be Hermione he smiled, but it wasn't her it was Charlie Weasley.

"Yes he is right." Harry said, then suddenly harry got a twinge in his stomach, while he was wondering what it was he suddenly remembered that it must be the whole washing out the body feeling.

He suddenly stood up and asked to be excused he went up to the spare bedroom he usually stayed in and drank the whole butterbeer in one go. If Harry was asked how he felt right then he would have had no idea what to say, it was like a shower had turned on inside him and he was being washed out of all the unpleasantness, when he finally looked down he noticed his feet were two feet of the floor and his wings were flapping softly like they were keeping him afloat.

Then all of a sudden it was like he was dropped and fell on the floor in a collapsed manor with a loud bang. The whole entire Weasleys including the Lupins and Hermione rushed up to him Mr. Weasley laid him on the bed where Tonks took his pulse and said

"he is alright it is probably what happens after the drinking ritual, someone floo Dumbledore and make sure, if I am correct I expect him to be out cold for the next two hours so I suggest someone sit with him while the rest go down and finish their meals

"I will" chorused two Weasleys and a Granger.

Charlie? Why does he want to stay? Ron thought along with several other people

"Perhaps Charlie should stay as he is older and knows a lot more about Lux Lucis angelus that we do!" Tonks said loudly over all the commotion in the room.

"now I am going to make that floo call to Albus"

Charlie sat there for two hours just watching Harry sleep; till he finally saw his eyelids flutter.

"Are you alright?"

"Yeah I'm fine, great really, what happened?" Harry answered back.

"You passed out due to the drinking ritual, it happens to most people."

"How do you know all about Lux Lucis angelus?" Harry asked.

"My best friend back at Hogwarts was one, but he had known from birth as both of his parents are a Lux Lucis." Charlie said.

"Aren't you friends with him anymore?"

"No he died."

"That is so sad, how did he die ... don't answer if you don't want to!" Harry asked adding on the last bit quietly so Charlie could just hear.

"No I will he committed suicide the day before my seventeenth birthday" Charlie replied quietly.

"Why?" Harry had asked before he could stop himself. Charlie let out a forced laugh.

"because I was his mate, he felt disgusted by it as he didn't want to be gay, so he left me saying 'I am sick if I liked him more than a friend' (Harry gasped he would have no idea what to do if Hermione or Ron had said that to him, seeing as the whole wizarding world knew he was gay) and I did, I had for more than two years but I guess I am glad I hadn't told him, we never saw each other after that, it was hard but I learnt to cope, anyway the day before my seventeenth birthday I got a letter saying:

Dear Charlie

I can't believe I am writing this, let this lay on your conscience, you are the cause of my death." Harry gasped audibly but Charlie carried on trying to hold back the tears." I hate this feeling that I feel drawn to you, I don't want to be gay it is wrong and sick and I can't go on living my life like this, so I will put a stop to it even if it means killing myself so be it

Goodbye Charlie Weasley (I hate you)" Charlie was now crying full tears by the sound of it everyone was asleep. Harry had no idea what to say.

"I will always have his death on my conscience."

"Charlie you shouldn't how can he even you blame yourself he was just a homophobic and couldn't stand it when he finally realised he was gay. You will find someone else that loves you for who you are not because they are forced to!"

"Your right Harry." And with that he fell asleep.

What am I going to do now Harry thought after settling Charlie into his bed he made his way downstairs and sat in the garden? With his new sight it was like he had night vision. He laid down on the grass and looked up at the stars. Charlie had just shared his biggest secret with him, they were not even that close, and he guessed it was just due to the fact that Harry was gay and a Lux Lucis angelus. He felt happy that Charlie trusted Harry with his secret, maybe they could build up a better relationship.

Harry looked at the watch on his right hand that the Weasley had given him before dinner last night, it had a thick black strap with a gold circle clock in the middle it had been Mrs. Weasleys uncles, he was so happy when she had given it to him he felt like he had a family, seeing as it had been in the Weasley family for years. It was 8am Mr. Weasleys would be up by now and so would Hermione Harry didn't expect Ron to be up just yet it was still early. Harry walked into the kitchen and saw Mr. Weasley reading the daily prophet.

"You gave us a fright last night Harry!" Mr. Weasley said.

"Yeah sorry about that" harry answered sheepishly.

"don't worry about it son it is all part of you being you, it won't happen again, from what Tonks told us it only happens the first time."

"Well that is good,"