"Come quick, he's waking up!" Harry heard Sarah yell, making him cringe. His head hurt like hell, and his leg wasn't any better. Everything was cold and warm at the same time.

"Oh Harry, please open your eyes. Please…" He could hear Crystal pleading. He cracked one eye open, and saw everyone surrounding him. Crystal was kneeling by his head, stroking his hair back from his face, a sad smile on her lips.

"How are you feeling?" Jack asked. Harry sighed and shifted his wings, making them more comfortable. They were stiff from laying in the same position for so long.

"Like I've been shot." Harry muttered, coughing. His throat felt dry and his lips were cracked. Fay ran to get him some water.

"We bought some pain killers." John said, shaking a pill box around. Harry looked at the box almost desperately. Anything to get away from the pain, Harry thought.

"How long have I been out?" He asked groggily. He turned his head from side to side slowly, cracking some muscles.

"Just a day, so you really should rest you know. It's better if you sleep through the worst part." David said quietly, glancing down at Harry's leg. It was covered up with bloody blankets.

"Can you feel your leg?" Jack asked him, bringing Harry out of his staring contest with the pillow. He glanced up at his 'father'.

"Its definitely there alright. Bloody bastard shot my leg, I aught a kill the scum…" Harry mumbled to himself. The pain killers were making him dizzy. It probably didn't help that he blacked out from drinking ether.

"That's good, at least your not paralyzed." Sarah said happily, like it was the best thing in the world. Harry glared up at her, half of his face still pressed into the pillows.

"Oh yes, that's really good. I'll just have to walk around with a huge limp for the rest of my life, with the fucking wings growing out of my back! Oh, and did I mention I might not be able to walk around town any longer if those bloody things doesn't stop growing?! They don't even work! I can't even use the damn things, I want them off!" Harry yelled. He knew it wouldn't be long before the damn things would get too big. He spotted the half finished bottle of vodka on the floor and grabbed it, taking a huge swing.

"Your not going to drink and wallow in self pity! Besides, you aren't suppose to drink when your on pills." Crystal said sternly. She grabbed the bottle from his hands and gave it to John, who putt it under his pillow.

"That's easy for you to say. You can still walk around wherever you want, when you want- now I can't even run away from people." Harry snapped, annoyed. Fay glared at him.

"You haven't even tried walking yet, you don't know that stupid."

"Fay, when someone shoots you in your fucking leg, your going to limp alright?" She stuck her tongue out at him, and he rolled his eyes in reply. Jack shot Harry a warning look.

"Just sleep Harry, and when your little hang over is gone, and your leg feels better, we start training it up. Who knows, maybe the limp won't be that bad." Crystal said reasonably. Harry shrugged his shoulders and closed his eyes. He didn't want to talk to anyone at the moment, he just wanted to be left alone, with the bottle of vodka.

"Get a pot with water will you?" Harry asked, his eyes still closed. There was some shuffling and Harry heard them emptying a bottle into a pot.

"Just put it on the floor." Harry mumbled. He put the tip of his finger into the water and concentrated on getting the water warm. It stared boiling, and Harry felt drained.

"Here you go for dinner." He mumbled before falling asleep.

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Dumbledore was very happy at the moment. He now knew for sure that the boy-who-lived was alive. He had contacted the ministry, and Remus had told them how Harry looked. They had even told the muggles that he was a run-away teen, who needed to be found immediately. Albus popped a lemon drop into his mouth. It wouldn't be long now before he had the boy in school with the rest of the students.

He was the only one, other then the Dursley's, who knew what happened the night Harry ran away. He had seen, in Petunia's memory, that Harry had wings. Something James and Lily had neglected to inform him of. He was also shocked to see how much control Harry had over his powers, and how deadly they could be, if not used properly. He would get the boy to trust him, and train him. He would be useful in the fight for the greater good.

Dumbledore knew that Harry was the one who had to kill Voldemort, eventually. That much was clear from the prophesy. It was gaining Harry's trust that would be a problem. He was bound to find out who put him with the muggles.

"Albus, shouldn't you be at the Ministry right now?" Minerva asked as she walked through the door. Albus nodded absently. He had to talk to Fudge about Harry's living arrangements.

"Yes, yes of course. Was there anything you wanted, Minerva?" He asked her pleasantly. She sniffed slightly, her straight back going even straighter.

"We still have students to teach. And since Professor Lupin insists on helping in the search, we are one staff short. We need a substitute." She said briskly. Dumbledore nodded thoughtfully.

"Is he the only one?" He asked her as he turned around to stroke his Phoenix. The bird pulled away from his touch and gave a angry hoot, glaring at the Headmaster. Dumbledore glared right back.

"Excuse me?" Minerva asked, puzzled.

"Is he the only teacher willing to help in the search for Harry?" He asked with a sigh.

"Well, we all know that he is well, Remus said he was. And I hardly find it appropriate to leave my class with a substitute to look for a boy I know is alright. The rest of the staff feels like that as well. So yes, Remus is the only one leaving his post to look for the boy." She replied. Dumbledore shot his bird one dirty look before his gaze softened and turned over to the Transfiguration teacher.

"Alright, I will not make you look for him. Since he is now in both of the news papers, Wizard and Muggle, I think we will find him fairly quick. But I do hope you know how important it is that we find him." Minerva started at him with a cold look in her eyes.

"If it was any other student, muggleborn or wizard child gone missing, would you personally gone out to search for them? Potter will be reported soon enough, you have more important matters at hand." Minerva said to him. Albus knew she would never help. She didn't agree with him one bit about what he was doing.

"Minerva please. You know we need the boy." Minerva's cold stare transformed into a glare.

"Yes, I know we need him to destroy he-who-must-not-be-named, but your doing it all wrong! You are going to make him come here, not on his own free will. You are treating him like a fugitive and not a homeless child. I know your plans for when he gets here, Albus, and I must say I am shocked. Never, in all my life would I have thought you, the great Albus Dumbledore, would use a child. Even if it is for 'the greater good'." McGonagall yelled at him. Dumbledore sighed and turned away.

"What do you want me to do, Minerva? Let him live on the streets and do nothing with his life, let him waste away? We have to bring him here, especially now that Black is on the loose. We have to make it safe for him." Albus stressed. He was tired of fighting with his friend over this. At least they used to be friends.

"Yes, safe for him, train him up and send him into battle. He is just a boy, not a peace of meat. If he wanted to come here from free will, I wouldn't have questioned it, but you are making him come! I know you, Albus, and I know you aren't going to let that boy go, no matter what." And with that, Minerva McGonagall turned around and walked briskly out the door, her heals clicking on the floor with every long stride. Dumbledore sighed and walked over to the floo. He took one glance at his bird, and said. "Forgive me." And after calling out Fudges room, he disappeared with the green flames.

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Crystal was having a panic attach. She didn't know what to do. She had gone out to find some crockets that Harry could use, when she'd noticed a newspaper on the ground. It was from the day before. On the front page, was a huge picture of Harry, her Harry! They said he was a run away teen, and was deeply missed. She knew that was bullshit, because Harry ran away seven years ago, not just a few days.

She hurried under the fence. They would have to move, all of them. Harry had walked around the city nearly every day. And he usually took a specific rout. People were bound to notice him. And they would tell where he was, and they would take her little boy away from her. She couldn't let that happen.

Gripping the newspaper tightly, she climbed through the window. She was so concerned that she fell, landing on her bum. She scrambled to her feet and ran over to Jack, shoving the newspaper into his hands. He gave her a puzzled look before he started reading. His eyes grew hard and stony. Sarah, David and John came over and read over Jack's shoulder.

"What are we going to do?!" David said, panicking. He looked around franticly and started shoving his things into a tattered old bag.

"What are you doing?" John asked, his voice hard. David looked at him with disbelief.

"Do you want to end up in jail? Huh? The freaking police is after him, and when they find him, they'll find us. They will take Fay away and send us to jail. We aren't innocent guys, you know that! I'm too pretty to go to jail!" He said hysterically. He started to grab things again.

"He's right, Jack. We have to leave. I can't loose both of my kids, I wont risk it. We have to leave London." Crystal said, glancing over at Harry's sleeping form. Jack folded the newspaper and stood up. Fay was looking at David with curiosity.

"We don't have a car. And Harry can't move around on his own. We don't have any way to move him." Jack said, looking around the room. He started to pack his own things, only taking what he knew he needed.

"We could take a trolley from King Cross. We could move Harry around in that. You know there is a lot of homeless people with shopping carts and stuff like that. We have to do something, I'm not losing my kids!" Crystal yelled. She just wanted to get out of there as soon as possible.

"It will look suspicious. And where are we going to go? We don't have anywhere to live." Jack said as he stopped his packing. Crystal had started packing Harry's things.

"Jack, I don't care about where we go. There are people out there that wants my son for some reason. I am not going to just sit back and watch them do it. Think about all the homeless people that know who Harry is. They'll go and tell someone straight away! This newspaper article was from yesterday, the police can be here any minuet!" Crystal was getting impatient with her boyfriend now. He sighed and helped her pack the rest of Harry's stuff. which wasn't much.

"Hey guys, pack my stuff will you? I think I can get us a car. Meet me at the place in an hour. I'll be waiting there, savvy?" Sarah said as she jumped up suddenly. She ran over to her bed and picked up some number plates and then ran out of the whole and out of sight.

"We don't have a choice, we have to trust her." Jack said to the room. Harry's stuff was packed into his old backpack. He didn't have much so they were done under two minuets.

"Fay honey, pack what you want of clothes and toys, and do it quickly. We're moving." Crystal told her daughter. Fay looked like she wanted to protest, but shut her mouth and ran over to her own bed. Crystal flung the floorboard open and pulled all the money out, stuffing them into one of her socks. They would be safe there.

"I'm ready to go mommy." Fay said, standing by Tiny. Tiny was sitting faithfully at Harry's side, looking at everyone with interest.

"We are bringing Tiny, right mommy?" Crystal knew that Harry would never forgive her if they didn't, so she agreed reluctantly.

"Everyone done packing?" Jack called out. David was just putting away some of Sarah's last clothes. Crystal sat down by Harry's head. She didn't approve of him drinking, but she didn't say anything about it.

"Harry, you have to wake up. Come on, wake up." She coxed him. He groaned and stretched his arms, winching slightly.

"What?" He asked grumpily. She smiled down at him fondly. He was always grumpy in the morning.

"Harry, you have to put some pants on, we're leaving. The police is after you, so we're moving." Harry's face drained of all blood, and he tried turning over. He yelped at the sudden movement in his leg, and squeezed his eyes shut. Crystal ripped the blankets of off his half naked body, and grabbed his Jeans. She had tried to wash all of the blood out, but you could still see that it was covered in blood.

Harry tucked his wings in and she helped him turn over so he was laying on his back. He propped himself up on his elbows and tried to reach his pants. Crystal pushed him back down and started to do it for him. She was careful when she dragged the pants over his wound. Thank god for fat people. Even thought the pants were big, Harry hissed in pain when the fabric touched his wound.

"I feel like a bloody five year old." He muttered as Crystal strapped his belt in place. They heard an outrageous cry of 'Hey!' from Fay, and laughed lightly.

"Come on Harry, we're meeting Sarah at the place in ten minuets. Can you walk at all?" She asked him. She helped him stand up, ignoring his winches. He stood on his good leg, that much was obvious, but when his other leg would touch the ground, he would hiss in pain. She helped him sit down on a little stool and started to tape his wings in. She helped him with the bag and they were ready to go.

"John, David, can you help Harry out of the whole, I'll take Fay and Jack can look out for threats." She already had her own backpack on, and Fay had her own on her back. She picked her little girl up and whistled Tiny to come with them. The huge thing got up and trotted over, walking right behind her. She saw Harry being helped up by David and John. Both of them were taller then Harry, so when Harry put his arms around both of there necks, he got picked up from the floor like he was nothing.

"Damn, you need to eat more. Your light as a feather!" David exclaimed. Jack shook his head and picked up Harry's bag.

"Come on, lets go lets go lets go!" Crystal sighed impatiently, they had no time for this. The boys walked quickly over to the whole where Crystal was waiting. Once they were out of there home, they started walking over to the place. Crystal was in the lead with Fay on her hip, Tiny right behind them, John and David where holding Harry off the ground, and Jack was making up the end.

"So, John. How much for that bottle of vodka?" She heard Harry aske casually, like it was normal for a thirteen old boy to asking for vodka.

"You mean the one you've almost finished for me? You can have it, its almost empty anyway." John said, oblivious to Crystal's narrowing eyes.

"Harry, your on pills, your not suppose to drink right now, okay?" Crystal said over her shoulder. She ducked under the fence and held it up for the dog.

"Its just a little, and I don't feel my leg when I'm drinking, it helps me." He said with big innocent eyes. She almost snorted at the idea of Harry being innocent.

"Your not getting it, so stop trying." She answered firmly. They ran down another corner and was met with a sight of Sarah, leaning casually up against a car, talking with two strange people. They hid behind a few dumpsters, and Harry whispered to Tiny that he had to be quiet.

"I don't know the bloody kid okay?" They could here Sarah's voice say, in a annoyed fashion.

"But people have seen you together." One of them pointed out in a deep, musical sort of voice. It was a bald black man, who was very tall, and wearing very strange clothes. The other was a woman with bubblegum pink hair. She was shorter then the other man, and was wearing all black.

"Look, I don't know that kid, alright? So leave me alone! I've places to be, people to see…" She trailed of, giving them a pointed look.

"Look, Miss. Smith, we really need to find this boy. He could be in danger." Crystal narrowed her eyes at the young woman. What the hell did they want anyway.

"Then shouldn't you be looking for him instead of harassing homeless people?" Sarah shot back, glaring at the girl. Her hands balled into fists and she scowled at the both of them.

"Come on Tonks, lets just leave. Could you call us if you see him?" The black man asked, handing her a little card. Sarah rolled her eyes at him and took the card.

"Oh yes, I'll call straight away on my very expensive phone. Do I look rich to you? Any money I get is going straight to food, not some crack pot kid who ran away. Now, Leave. Me. Alone!" She yelled at them. They walked away quickly without another word. When they walked past the dumpsters they were all hiding behind, they could hear the woman named Tonks saying; "There is no point in talking to crazy homeless muggles. They just…" And then they were around the corner. When they were sure they wouldn't come back, they ran over to the minivan Sarah had stolen.

"Quick, get in the car!" Sarah hissed as she opened the door. They put Harry in the back seat, laying down on his side. His legs were laying in Sarah's lap. Tiny got into the backseat, laying on all of there luggage. When everyone was inside, Jack started to drive.

"How did you get this car?" He asked in awe when it started without a problem.

"I ran into the nicer side of London and took it from that big family. I know we don't really fit in it, but its better then nothing, right?" Sarah said happily. Everyone thanked her for getting a car at all.

"Well, I think Sarah is in the lead of steeling the biggest thing, Harry. What are you going to do to beat her?" John asked from the front seat. He had called shotgun.

"A dragon." Harry replied sleepily. Everyone chuckled at that. Crystal saw Harry closing his eyes and fall asleep. She hated that they had to move, especially now, right after he was shot.

"We need to get some gas…" Jack said absently. David sat up straight and said he'd fix it. On the next, almost empty gas station, Jack pulled over and stopped the car. The car that even had a key. They'd been driving for hours now, and they still didn't know where to go.

Ten minuets later, David jumped in the car and told Jack to stomp on it.

"What happened, did someone see you?" Crystal asked, scared, she didn't want them to worry about getting a new car.

"No, but I didn't want anyone to see us. Relax, nothings wrong." David soothed. He'd stolen enough gas for awhile.

Harry, Fay and Sarah were all sleeping in the backseat, and Tiny was staring out of the window in wonder. Crystal sighed and turned to look out the window herself. It was dark, so she couldn't see very clearly, but she did see something big fly in past her window. It was very fast, but she knew something was out there.

"Jack, I saw something." She whispered. She didn't want to wake Harry and the others up.

"What?" Jack asked sleepily. She glanced over at him, and continued to look out the window. There, the same blur, a little smaller this time, shot past her window.

"I-I don't know. It was this big blur, flying past the window." She said shakily. Jack answered with setting up the speed. Suddenly, Jack gave a yelp and slammed on the brakes. They were in the middle of a deserted rode, no one else but them and the reason for Jack slamming on the brakes. The others woke with a start, and Harry yelled out in pain where Sarah had gripped his legs, to stop him from falling out of the seat. Harry's head was laying in Fay's lap, and she had managed to grab his shoulder.

"What the bloody hell was that for?!" Harry yelled angrily, swearing so many words a pirate would be proud. Jack was panting slightly, staring out the window with wide eyes.

"Look." Was all he said. In front of them stood a small group of people. They recognised two of them, Tonks and the tall black man with the deep voice.

"They're after Harry…Daddy, they want Harry! Turn around!" Fay yelled franticly, tugging at Harry's head. Jack didn't hesitate to start the car up again, but nothing happened. The car wouldn't start.

"Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap, CRAP!" Jack started to rant. He took one calming breath.

"Lock the doors. We're safer in here. Those guys are not the police." Jack said with a shaky voice. No one hesitated to do as they were told, petrified about what might happen. Jack was trying to get the car started.

The people on the street started to walk towards them casually, like they were coming up for a friendly chat. Crystal turned in her seat and looked at her two children. They both looked frightened.

"What if they're from the mafia or something? Maybe I stole something from them without knowing it?!" Harry said frantically. Crystal shook her head, a single tear rolling down her cheek.

"I only know that they want you Harry, but we'll try not to let them. I swear." Crystal said fiercely. Fay was clutching Harry's head to her, sobbing into his black unruly hair.

They heard Jack roll the window down a few inches, and noticed that the group had caught up to the car.

"Hello, my name is Kingsley Shacklebolt." The tall black man introduced himself. Jack nodded slowly, but didn't give out his name.

"I see you've found Harry Potter here, and picked up the charming women who knew nothing of him." He said pleasantly, like they were talking about the weather. Crystal wanted to punch him.

"Look, you've got the wrong kid, okay? I'm not this Harry Potter dude everyone's so worked up about, so leave us the fuck alone!" Harry yelled at him. He sat up, as much as he could with his leg and wings getting in the way. He glanced around at the people there, and his eyes narrowed into slits.

"You." Was all he said.

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Harry remembered that man. From King Cross. He forgot about his bad leg for a few moments and swung around rather ungracefully. He pushed himself past Fay who tried to stop him, and threw the car door open. He couldn't stand on his leg, however, no matter how angry he was.

"Why did you do this to me? Why?! See what you made my family do, huh?! You old bastard! Fine, you knew my parents, good for you. I have a new family, so leave me alone! Can't you just let us be?!" He yelled supporting himself in the doorframe. Fay came around and tried to help him stand straighter. The rest of his family were getting out too, their knifes in hand.

"Harry I-I thought you were alone, on the street. I wanted to help you…" Lupin pleaded. Harry only glared harder and stumbled slightly. David helped him stand straighter. Harry felt Fay let go of his leg and saw her turning around to face Lupin.

"You were the one that told the cops about my brother?" She asked angrily. Some of the people in the group looked confused at the word cops, and started muttering. Lupin nodded, looking down at the little girl. Fay ran over to him as fast as she could, and kicked him between his legs. Lupin's eyes widened and he fell to the ground, wheezing.

"Why would you do something like that? Huh? Why did you ruin everything for us?!" She yelled. Jack ran forward and snatched her up in his arms, glaring down at the man before him.

"I only wanted to help." Lupin wheezed.

"Maybe you should get the facts straight first then!" Harry said angrily, panting. He was angry, on pills, and all the standing was making him tired.

"I'm sorry, but living on the streets isn't safe. Dumbledore wants you to attend Hogwarts, your parents would of wanted you to attend Hogwarts. Harry please, let us take you with us. We'll find you a home, and you can go to school." Shacklebolt told him in his deep voice. Harry glared over at him.

"I don't care, can't you just leave me alone? I don't want to go to Hogwarts, whatever that is, and I had a home, before we were forced to move that is." Harry spat back at the man. Kingsley sighed and rubbed his temples.

"Harry, you don't understand. You don't really have a choice. We have to take you with us." Shacklebolt said. Harry started panicking.

"No you will not! You can't just take random street kids with you because you feel like it, and you are not taking my son away from us!" Crystal yelled standing in front of Harry protectively. Harry was shocked, that was the first time she'd said that she was his mum.

"What if we take everyone with us then?" Tonks suggested timidly. Harry looked at her for a few moments, and then stared at Jack.

"I don't wanna go. I want to stay in London." Harry said firmly, getting nods from everyone else in his family.

"Harry, we can do this the hard way, or the easy way. Ether you come with us and fight, and your family stay here, or you come with us silently, and your family comes with you." Shacklebolt said firmly. Harry was sick of this, he only wanted to live in peace, why were these people trying to take him away? Harry drew his knife as well, and limped, with great difficulty, a little closer to the group. Crystal looked like she wanted to stop him, but didn't.

"Leave us, right now. I don't care who the old fart is that wanted you to come and get me, tell him that I'm not coming, and nether is my family. Leave. Us. Alone." Harry said, racing his knife like a sword.

"What happened to your leg?" Lupin asked, he was still winching slightly, but at least he was standing. Sissy.

"That is non of your business, and has nothing to do with this topic. Leave us, now." Harry demanded. Tonks sighed, and rolled her eyes at him.

"Who are you people anyway?" David asked, his curiosity getting the better of him. Harry shot him a warning look, but David didn't see it.

"Wizards, and witches." One podgy looking man said. He was young, and obviously very stupid.

"Harry was the only one that was suppose to know that, you dolt!" Tonks half whispered half yelled at him. The man looked down at his shoos guiltily.

"This is getting out of hand, just take the whole lot of them! They'll be together, everyone happy?" A woman yelled out, in a sickly sweet voice. Harry changed into a fighting stance, some what awkwardly from his hurting leg.

"We won't come." He told them. The woman that yelled at all of them came forward. Harry thought she looked more like a toad then a person, but kept that to himself. She drew out something long, and was about to point it at Harry. Harry razed an eyebrow.

"Your going to fight me with a stick?" He asked incredulously. She smiled a wide frog smile at him, and a few red sparks shot out of her stick thing. Harry's eyes widened, and dropped his knife to the floor. She could shoot flames too.

With all his might, he pressed his wings against the tape and bag. Everyone heard a loud ripping noise and saw Harry's bag disappear, and out came two huge black wings. He spread them out protectively in front of his family.

"Harry you idiot! Do you think they'll leave us alone now!?" John yelled. Harry was to stunned to reply. He hadn't meant to do that, it just sort of happened. He knew that his family were in danger, and he wanted to protect them. Just like that day with Tracy…He could of smacked himself right then and there. How stupid could you get?!

"Harry?" Lupin asked hesitantly, looking at him with awe, and, understanding?

"Filthy half breed! Stay away from us you, you monster!" The woman screeched into the silence. A lot of the people she was with glared at her, and started to protest. But she didn't hear them, no, she stared terrified at Harry, her eyes wild. Harry noticed that she only had pink clothes on, and a big black bow in her hair. She pointed her stick at Harry, and screamed; "Stupefy!" The last thing Harry saw was a red light hitting him straight in the chest, before everything went black.

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