Blood Wards and Angry Brothers

"Now all we have to do is worry about blood wards." Snape said absent-mindedly as he accepted a steaming mug of strong black coffee off Lee.

"Blood what?"

"Lee, Coach," Harry started, "I don't go to an ordinary boarding school in Scotland. I go to a school of magic."

Lee looked at him bemused, "He's telling the truth," Amy said quietly, "I didn't believe him a first, that's why we fell out."

Lee's mouth formed a small silent 'O' for a moment. "Oh." was all he managed.

"Professor, could you…? I don't feel up to it."

Snape raised his wand and pointed it at the coffee table which was covered in newspapers and magazines, without a word they arranged themselves into neat piles.

Harry rolled his eyes, "You could have at least set something alight!" he complained with a grin on his face. Snape shot him an angry glare, "Watch it Potter!" he barked.

Harry sighed, thank god! Snape was back to his old snarky self. Harry wasn't sure he could cope with a kind, sympathetic Snape, it just wasn't right.

"Now, Mr…"

"Jack Firly."

Snape continued, "Mr. Firly, blood wards are protections that were naturally placed around Mr. Potter's relatives when his mother sacrificed herself for him."

Harry decided now was a good time to examine the floor as the Firlys turned to look at him, "Sacrificed?" Lee asked.

"My…my…" Harry started, unsure how to explain, "My parents were targeted and attacked by a dark wizard, who killed them. My mother died for me, causing the killing curse to rebound back onto him when he tried to kill me." He said quietly.

Snape nodded, "Unfortunately, the Dark Lord wasn't killed, he disappeared for many years but has recently…returned" Harry flinched, "and Mr. Potter's life is in danger. I believe there has already been a fight between Death Eaters and Harry this summer."

Amy risked a glance at Harry, who was now finding the opposite wall very interesting. "A fight…a Dark Lord?" she stuttered.

Harry licked his lips nervously and met her eyes, "Yeah" he croaked, then he abruptly cleared his throat and stood up, "Sorry to put you all in danger, I…I should've known…" He trailed off miserably.

"You cannot possibly think that we are going to let you walk out now!" Coach stood up as well, facing Harry accusingly.

Harry's eyes swept the room anxiously, looking everywhere apart from at the people occupying the room. "Errrm… I suppose not" he faltered, "I mean…I didn't think you would want me when you found out I was a wizard." He admitted. Amy felt a pang of guilt as Lee glared at her.

Coach laughed and pulled Harry into a hug, Harry tensed as Coach patted him on the back; hopefully he'll just think it's because of my injuries last night he thought. Snape however, noticed Harry's body language and made a reluctant promise with himself to talk to the boy about his home life. "Don't be silly, we're not going to throw you out, being a wizard doesn't change you."

"It's kinda cool" Lee smiled at Harry reassuringly.

"Mr. Potter." Snape coughed, "I hate to interrupt this…touching…display," he sneered, "but I have to bring the subject back to blood wards."

Harry sighed and sat down again, "Well, I suppose I could put up with living with the Dursleys for a bit longer. After all I only have to stay there until my birth…." He paused, frowning, "What's the date today?"

Snape groaned and rubbed his face with his hands. "31st of July" Lee answered him, confused.

"I'm seventeen." Harry grinned, "No more Dursleys!"

Lee looked surprised, "You forgot about your birthday!"

Harry shrugged, "Yeah, I've always had it at the Dursleys so…yeah." Harry blushed, embarrassed, "normally I remember because Ron and Hermione send me presents."

"Mr. Weasley and Miss. Granger have been given permission to come and see you later today." Snape murmured, "I had not realised the importance of the date." That wasn't entirely the truth; he had known it was Potter's birthday. It just pained him to think that Lily wasn't alive to see it.

"Cool. When are they coming? Do they know where I am? If I don't have to go back to the Dursley's where am I going to stay?" Harry gushed without taking a breath.

Snape glared at him again. He seems to spend half his time glaring at me. Harry thought, he should find a new hobby.

"Do not ask me Mr. Potter, send an owl"

Harry raced up the stairs to find to send a message to his friends.

When he was out of the room Amy let her head fall into her hands, "I didn't…I mean…"

"It's ok" Lee said as he rubbed her back comfortingly, "I don't know if I would've believed him straight away either."

"But I've completely blanked him. And he was having trouble with his relatives. If I wasn't such a bitch I might've noticed and got him away."

Snape coughed awkwardly, "Potter has been hiding his home life ever since he started living there; not even I noticed anything. And I am…experienced in the matters of abused children." He didn't like admitting it but he knew that if he hadn't been so keen on seeing James Potter he might've been able to help the boy sooner.

"Can he stay here Professor?" Lee asked, glancing at his father.

"He's welcome, if that's ok." Jack confirmed.

"He may be able to. I shall speak to a friend about some protection wards that will protect Mr. Potter and your family." A friend! A friend! Snape thought angrily, God forbid I should ever consider any Weasel a friend.

Harry ran back into the room, "I'm going to meet them in the park later." He paused, "I mean, if that's alright with you…sir?" he looked unsure whether to ask his Professor or Jack.

"You can bring them back here Harry. How many people are we talking about?"

Harry looked unsure, "Dunno, Siri didn't say."

"Typical!" Snorted Snape, causing Harry to glare at him. "I'd better be going now; I shall send a message concerning the wards and Potter's friends." He walked stiffly to the door before turning around and addressing Harry, who had followed him and Jack out the sitting room. "Rest assured Mr. Potter, you and I shall be having an in-depth chat about your relatives when you get back to school."

Harry gulped nervously but Professor Snape was out of the door before he could think up a suitable reply.

A little while later, after assuring Lee and Jack that he was alright – several times – he went to find Amy.

"Amy?" He said quietly, she was standing with her back to him, staring out of her window. At the sound of Harry's voice she turned around.

"Amy I…"

"Harry…" They said at the same time.

Harry coughed and looked at the floor, his hands in his pockets. "Could you forgive me?" Amy asked so quietly that at first Harry wasn't sure he'd heard properly. He looked up again and gave her small smile as he walked over to join her at the window.

"I think I could." He answered, taking her in his arms. "It really doesn't bother you?"

Amy shook her head, "I'm sorry I didn't believe you at first."

Harry groaned in frustration, "I'm useless at staying mad at anyone!"

Amy giggled and rested her head on his chest for a moment. "It's just…" she licked her lips nervously. This action, instead of making Harry worry about what she was going to say or confess, just made him want to kiss her. So he did.

"Harry." She groaned as she lifted her arms around him and let herself be completely taken by the kiss. Harry pulled her closer to him and supported her when he felt her stumbled backwards unsteadily. When they both came up for air a couple of minutes later their eyes met. "Yes." Harry said, "I think I can forgive you."

Amy smiled up at him, "Now," she said huskily, "I think I know of a way to make it up to you." She smirked as she moved out of his arms and begun leading him over to her bed. She lay down, "Come join me." She looked up at him innocently as she pulled her T-Shirt over her head.

Harry gave a low laugh and did as she asked. Kneeling between her legs he supported himself with his arms and kissed her slowly.

Just as he was pulled his top off and went back to kissing her Lee walked through the door, "Amy…?" he trailed off, staring at the two lovers. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" he shouted.

Harry rolled off Amy in shock and almost fell off the bed. "Errrm…Lee." He managed stutter, running his hand through his hair.

Amy blushed as she put her t-shirt back on, "Look, Lee, we weren't doing anything…much." She looked at her brother, who was glaring daggers at Harry. "Look…" she started again, "don't tell Dad."

Lee turned to glare at her instead, meaning Harry could relax long enough to pull his top back on.

"Are you three coming down or not?" A voice floated up the stairs.

"Coming" Lee shouted back without taking his eyes off Amy and Harry as they passed him and made their way downstairs. When they had gone Lee leant on the doorframe thinking that he could've handled that better.

"Hey kids, I need some help setting up for when your friends come."

Harry replied carefully, "you don't need to do anything you know, I mean…" he bit his lip, not meeting Jacks eyes.

With a sigh Jack stopped counting out glasses and put his hands on Harry's shoulders, "I know I don't need to do anything. But I want to."

Harry nodded, embarrassed, "sure, so…what do you want us to do?" he added more enthusiastically.

"That's the attitude! Amy, you sort out plates, there's some more somewhere in the other room. Harry, here's some money, don't protest, you and Lee can go down to the shop and get some pizzas, nibbles and things."

"And booze" Lee said as he came up behind Harry, "coming?"

"Sure" Harry cast a nervous look at Amy before following Lee out of the door.

"So, you two made up?" Jack asked.

"Yeah" Amy blushed slightly.

Jack raised an eyebrow, "Going to tell me why your brother was looking at Harry like he wished he could shoot him?"

"Err…no?" Jack laughed as Amy continued, "Why did you send them out together if you knew Lee was annoyed?"

"So they had chance to make up again before the party, I'd rather not have them dodging round each other all evening."

"Good point"

"Err…Lee?" Harry started once they had walked down the drive.

"I know I over-reacted earlier, but, she's my sister." Lee said apologetically.

Harry gave a relieved laugh, "so, we're good?"

"Yeah, but if you hurt her, I'll come after you." Lee promised seriously.

"Deal"

"Deal"

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