I'm sorry for the lateness, but I wrote this chapter and then hated it, which led to the rewriting of this chapter.

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Hello!

I feel very special, a whole chapter dedicated to me, AND a mention in
chapter 20. Wowzers. Your right, i was wrong about the names, lesttat isnt in
oblivion... got it gonfuseded with another name. Hope u update soon, very much
looking forward to the next chappie! Been reading many more stories now that i
am not afraid to read harry/draco (if you exclude those from the search you
have like 5 stories left from thousands) and am enjoying it. Thank you very
much, your faithful reader and commentor,

NION

Looks like you're in this chapter too! Haha. I like the word "wowzers"! Yeah, I didn't even know that lesttat wasn't in oblivion. mostly cuz i've never played it...Awww I'm so proud of you! Thanks for the review.

From: mina ()

Is it DM/HP? Yours is the one story that I dont even mind that. it actually
, u have converted someone else into yaoi stories.

Yep, it's going that way eventually. I'm kind of easing into it because it took me till about two chapters ago to finally decide on the pairing. Wooo hooo! I've corrupted someone else! I should make a list or something like that on my profile because it'd be funny.

Disclaimer: shouldn't you guys remember by now.

Enjoy!

"So, are you still mad at me?" Harry asked as they got close to London and he felt safe enough to ask her.

"A little." Hermione replied back, being very short with him.

"Why?"

"I was scared something had happened to you. Before I remembered to check the map, I was afraid that… that maybe you weren't at Hogwarts anymore."

"But I promised that I wouldn't leave again." Harry insisted.

"I wasn't afraid that you'd left on your own." She paused for a moment as if to stress the utter importance of what she was saying. "I was afraid that someone took you."

"Like who? Voldemort?"

"Well… maybe him, but at the time I was thinking more along the lines of Greyback."

"Greyback?" Harry asked confused. 'Why would Fenrir want me to leave school?'

"Yes. I thought that he had taken you to Voldemort." Hermione had gotten really good with using his name lately.

"Why would you, out of nowhere, think that Greyback would just have the sudden urge to abduct me?"

"Well, it's not out of nowhere." She defended herself.

"Where did all this come from then?"

"I was reading last night, because I've been quite interested in werewolves ever since you've become one, and I read this paragraph about Alphas. It said that werewolves have to listen to them even if they don't want to. And since Greyback is the leader of the werewolves that means you have to do what he wants you to. That's one of the reasons everyone is afraid of you, even if you don't want to go dark, you may not have a choice." She paused looking at Harry who nodded to show that he understood where she was going with this. "And then it occurred to me that since Greyback is on Voldemort's side and Voldemort wants you dead, then maybe Greyback would take you to him and let him kill you. No matter what agreement they worked out."

"I've said it before and I will say it again, you have got to stop reading so much. I was perfectly safe."

"I guess that this time you were right." She admitted as the train began to slow down. They grabbed their belongings and walked off the train. Hermione's parents were happy to see her of course.

"Goodbye, Harry. Stay safe." She said as she hugged him.

He returned the hug. "Have a good Christmas with your family 'Mione and try not to worry about me."

"No promises." She replied before she and her parent's left.

He found Remus shortly after. "Let's go home."

Remus laughed. "Sounds like a plan, cub."

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Harry woke up early on Christmas morning and quickly ran to Remus' room. When he and Dudley were younger, Dudley would always run into his parent's room and jumped on the bed to wake them up on Christmas morning. Harry had never done that, because he knew they wouldn't like it, but had always wished he had someone to do that to. So that is what he did.

"Wake up Remus!"

"What the- Harry?" Remus asked as he woke up.

Harry laughed. "I always wanted to do that. Come on get up!"

"I'm up, I'm up."

"Come on Remus! Presents!" He yelled before he left the room to let Remus get dressed.

He had gotten a Sneakoscope from Hermione (1) and a badly knitted sweater with a card explaining that she had been trying to replace Mrs. Weasley's since he wouldn't get one from her, a necklace made of radishes with the note earings would look silly on you and some chocolate frogs from Luna, and a journal that could only be read by the owner from Remus.

"You shouldn't keep things bottled up the way you do." To Remus Harry gave a new set of Defense Against the Dark Arts books. Harry also received a very questionable looking box that was addressed "To Master, From Kreacher."

"I'm not sure I want to open this." Harry said nervously. Remus ran several scans to check whether or not it was safe for Harry to open.

"It's not dangerous." Slowly Harry opened the box and immediately yelped and feel backwards off the chair dropping the box and effectively spilling maggots, which the box contained, on to the floor.(2)

Remus laughed. "So it wasn't dangerous, just disgusting."

"That is so not funny." He said as he picked himself up off the floor.

It was at that moment that Fenrir decided to walk through the door.

"Didn't your mother ever teach you to knock?" Harry complained.

"Lupin, why are there maggots on your floor?" Fenrir inquired after stepping on some.

"Harry's house elf decided to give his master a Christmas present. Wasn't that thoughtful?" Fenrir's response was a bark of laughter. He turned to Harry.

"Now for the reason I came here today. Voldemort wants to talk to you."

"NO! He's not going anywhere near that bastard!" Remus protested. "He has tried to kill Harry more times then I even want to think about! And this is just another chance to try!"

"Keep in mind that I don't need your permission and didn't even have to bother to tell you. He can't try to kill him anymore! He can't harm the pup anymore. He gave up that chance when he made the alliance with me before making sure that there wasn't anyone he had to get rid of first."

"What makes you think he's going to actually keep his word?" Remus question. 'Didn't he say a few months ago that Fenrir would make sure Voldemort would keep his word and wasn't as stupid as people assumed?' Harry wondered as he listened to the two older werewolves argue.

"Two Words: Unbreakable Vow!"

"He-he made one of those with you?" Remus stammered.

"Yes, he can't harm, kill or give orders to harm or kill anyone he knows is a werewolf or he dies!"

"So he really does just want to talk to Harry?"

"And you." Fenrir added on.

"Alright… Let's go."

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Harry was feeling incredibly jumpy. He'd never been surrounded by so many deatheaters; the fact that they wouldn't kill him anymore did nothing to calm his nerves. Fenrir turned out to be somewhat of a reassurance. He felt slightly safer with the large Alpha close by, especially when the deatheater seemed to avoid him. "They're afraid of me." Fenrir explained when he saw Harry noticed. He laughed. Finally they came to the meeting hall.

"Hello, Potter." Voldemort greeted with a sneer. "Have you changed your mind yet?"

Harry knew that he was referring to Voldemort's offer to join his side. "No."

"That's fine, because I know you will within the next few days. By the way, I have a gift for you."

"Yeah, I really don't think that I'd want anything you would want to give me."

Remus turned to Harry. "It would probably make Kreacher's present look thoughtful."

"Kreacher gave you a Christmas present? Bella why didn't Kreacher give us any presents? He actually liked us." Narcissa Malfoy asked.

"You should really hear what the gift was before getting jealous." Harry informed her. "He gave me a box of maggots." He finished causing Bellatrix to cackle madly.

"Well, I don't have a box of maggots to give you," the dark lord paused. "But I do have this." Voldemort said as he gestured to the doors. The doors were opened and a figure walked in.

"Sirius." Harry whispered in shock.

1. Yes, I know that she gave that to him in the seventh book but I suck at thinking up presents. (just a note to all you really picky people, you know who you are. Lol.)

2. Kreacher hasn't been mentioned in a while so I thought that I'd throw that scene from book six in there.

Awhile ago someone asked me if this was going to follow HBP and I said no because, at the time, it didn't.....I'm thinking that I answered too soon.