AN: Hey guys the motivation for this is low unfortunately. Due to some saving issues I lost around 1000 words of this and I'm pretty sure this is going to be rubbish compared to that. But I will do my best to fix it. R&R. I've inflated the magical population as well, which might be important later in the story. This might be the moment you all have been waiting for… maybe. Oh and I apologize for the shorter chapter but this was a good stopping point. Originally this chapter was going to be around 7000-8000 but after some thought I cut out the next 2500 or so words to start next chapter with. Enjoy! (This should be punished very soon upon completion January 16th)

Harry grasped the cold handle and slowly turned it; a word of power upon his lips, ready to end the life of one of Voldemort's lackey's if need be. As he opened the door, his heart slowed when he set eyes on his godfather. He looked worse for wear, paler than he had been before. His hair was greasy and in a messy bun on the back of his head. His face was covered in uneven hair that had gotten longer. He was as thin as a rail, which resembled Harry when he first arrived in France. He wore a long grey coat that was ripped in various places, and his pants were the same that he had been wearing the last time they had seen each other.

"Come in," Harry said, as he laid a hand on the man's shoulder and guided him inside. He sat him down at the breakfast nook.

"Hey, pup," Sirius coughed, as the stench of the man hit Harry with his enhanced senses.

"Hey, eat this," Harry said, as he offered him the sandwich Missy had made for him. As soon as it hit his hand Sirius started tearing it apart.

"It is good to see you're okay, Sirius," Fleur said with a small smile as she patted him on the back.

"Missy! Can you please get a bowl of soup and the largest glass of water you can find!" Harry called out to his elf. And a few moments later she popped in with a tray that had what he had requested for Sirius. Immediately the man reached for it and dug in.

"Where have your manners gone, Sirius!" Harry jested with a smile, to try to cut the tension.

"You try eating goulash for thirteen years!" Sirius chuckled back in between bites. Harry gave a small laugh back and then he let Sirius finish his much-deserved meal.

"When you're done, I'm going to help you up to your room, and you my godfather need a hundred baths." Harry joked, as Sirius gulped down the water as fast as he could. Soon he had finished and nodded towards Harry to let him know he was satisfied.

"Okay, we're going to go upstairs," Harry said, before putting an arm around him and hoisting him up. The two made their way up the stairs and towards the room that had been prepared. It was down the hall from Harry's, and like most of the rooms had its own bathroom. It was a white room with nothing special in it, just a large bed on the far wall a closet and a desk. Harry set him on the bed, which housed a change of clothes and a towel. Fleur made her way into the bathroom began running the bath for him while Harry let him settle in.

"We're going to go now so you have your privacy, yell for us or for Missy if you need anything," Harry told him before the two made their way out of the room.

"Well, we're going to have to go shopping then. Because he decided to come early." Fleur laughed once they were out of ear shot.

"Yeah, you're right, we only have the one set of clothes for him. Although, we've seen how well he can do with just the set." Harry laughed in response.

"It's good too see him, and what about that other thing we talked about?" Fleur inquired

"I spoke to Dumbledore before term ended and he said a letter is all he would need for him to send over his friend. But I want Sirius to agree to it before anything, I won't have it without his consent," Harry replied hotly.

"I didn't say that, Harry, please. I agree he should be the one to make that decision. I saw his eyes, Harry, they lit up the room when he saw you at first. But then they emptied, and it was like staring at glass. He needs help, and I'm sure he knows that too." Fleur calmed him as she stated her observation.

"I saw it too," Harry admitted as they made their way down the stairs so Harry could get a new lunch.

"You should write to let Remus know that he's here and safe. As well as Konungr in case he doesn't know," Fleur suggested as they made their way into the kitchen.

"You're right, I'll write Remus, but Konungr already knows as he watched the whole thing," Harry agreed. As the two made their way to the table that had been set before.

"I find that so weird, he can just tune in and tune out as he pleases. He could be looking at me right now or taunting some elk." Fleur said curiously as Harry started to munch on his replacement sandwich.

"I'd say I agree, but I'm rather used too it now. I can do the same with him if I want, and we can block each other out if we want. But that's not suggested, unless we're in battle, so we can spare each other the pain." Harry answered with a bit of thought.

"Sometimes, I see you and Konungr, and I wish I had a bond like that. But, in ways, we have something similar," Fleur said quietly.

"It's truly a gift, being bonded like this. At first, it can be a challenge, no privacy, and no sanctuary. But as time progresses, it gets easier, and then you realize that you don't lose those things. You just share them with someone else. It's not something I'd trade for the world, but if I was without it now, I'd surely go mad." Harry explained to her emotionally as he paused from his meal.

"What are you going to do after school, Harry? I know we've talked about it before, but what I really mean is… where do I fit in?" Fleur asked unexpectedly, her eyes were burning holes into his as his mind raced.

"Well that depends on what you want to do," Harry answered seriously as his stare met hers.

"I… I want to be where you are," She answered after a hesitation.

"Well, I plan on leaving when I'm done with school. I promised Konungr that I would find more like him, or search until there is nowhere left to look. I don't know how long I will be gone if I'm telling the truth. Could be six months, could be six years, I'm not sure. But it's a promise I made to him that I will keep, not just for his sake. For the order, I am the last member. But I will revive it at all costs." Harry explained his plans.

"And… can I come with you?" She asked hesitantly.

"If that's what you want, then I'd love for you to come. I imagine that without you it wouldn't be a very good journey. I wouldn't want to ask you to come, I wouldn't want you to not be able to pursue the career you want, or be away from your family." Harry answered with a small smile to reassure her how much he wanted her.

"Well… that's what I want to do. I want to be with you, no matter where you go." She admitted as she did her best to avert his gaze. With a small motion Harry clasped her hand in his and gave it a small squeeze.

"I want that too," he whispered, and the two shared the moment when it seemed like the whole world had stopped. Then he reached for her face, his hand made contact with her warm, honey kissed skin and he gazed into her tenerife eyes.

"Anywhere with you feels right," he whispered as their foreheads met. And then he found his eyes fluttering shut as she started to lean into him. Slowly, he brought his neck down and the two inched closer, before they felt each other's breath. In that moment he was intoxicated by her scent, the aroma, coupled with the burning sensation in his chest. For a moment, he wondered if he had died and gone to… well wherever people go. He felt like his chest was compressing and the only way for him to her air was through her lips.

"YESSSS!" Screeched throughout the room as the two clashed faces in what was more of a head butt than a kiss. Although for a moment their lips had met, which left both of them with unanswered questions.

Standing in the doorway was a mortified Gabriella, when she realized the scene she had broken up.

"I'm… I'm." She managed to get out before Fleur launched for her. The small blonde bolted back towards their house with Fleur on route. Harry's face was redder than the Gryffindor common room. He was out of breath and he felt winded, no matter how much he inhaled he didn't seem to have enough oxygen. And then he could hear the laughter of Konungr in the back of his mind and he almost shut him out due to embarrassment.

"Was that how you two legs kiss? Seems more painful than anything!" Konungr laughed, while Harry just soaked in what had happened.

"No, that's not how we kiss, that's more of a wrestling move!" Harry exclaimed as he hung his head.

"What's wrong, Little One? I thought this is what you wanted?" Konungr asked, more serious when he realized how much his rider was embarrassed.

"Well, that just happened! We kind of kissed! But, it wasn't how it was supposed to be, it's supposed to be soft and gentle, not… accidental! Oh, I could kill Gabriella right now! It was perfect! But then again, maybe it's better that way? Things are going to be so awkward now! Like what are we? Friends who smash heads occasionally!? Ugh," Harry groaned as his mind raced.

"Please, Little One, do not regret it. We both know that it is what your heart wanted and obviously she wanted it too! As for what you are now, you guys are best friends, and as much of life mates as we are. It's up to you two to figure out exactly how you want to live your life together. Whether it will be as the best of friends, or lovers. But I think we both know there is only one outcome that will leave everyone truly happy." Konungr consoled him, which may have only given him more questions. But it did answer the most pressing ones.

"You're right, you're right. I'll figure it out, it felt like, almost magical. Like it was a magical binding pulling us together." Harry let out.

"That is love, Harry" Konungr said with a small laugh, while Harry let that sink in.

"Well, I think I'm going to go write Remus, and then when Fleur comes back… we'll see what happens, I guess." Harry answered nervously after a moment of silence. Harry got up and made his way to the stairs, and then up to his bedroom. He took a moment to find Sirius's mind and examine it, some parts of it were strong, while others were completely destroyed. It confirmed what he already knew, he couldn't yet guard any secrets Harry would tell him. Sirius and his friends would have to be competent in occlumency before he divulged anything too sensitive. He then decided that he would each send them a book on the subject and tell them to read it through and practice before they came, he had almost overlooked it but it was better that they learn now. Alternatively, he could teach them how to guard their mind the way he did. By concentrating on one thing so hard this it was the only thing an intruder would see. But he would leave that for them to decide once he saw them.

He made his way to the desk and first pulled out an order form for books and ordered them, before directing them to be delivered to their respected houses. Then he pulled out some parchment and started writing to Remus.

Dear Moony,

How have you been you old dog? Well speaking of dogs, guess what! I have gotten my own shaggy dog today, and he's just great! He was a bit smelly, and worse for wear, but someone has to take care of him, right? Well, I'd love for you to come and see him! I'm going to leave my address at the bottom, and you can stop by when you have the time, pack to stay the night because I might need you for a while. Can't wait to see you!

Love,

Pup

Harry finished the short and cryptic letter and found his owl and attached it to her. Missy was needed for Sirius, and he wasn't even sure where Remus was, which would make it hard for her to deliver the letter. An owl would find him no time. He sent her off and then made his way to Sirius's room and knocked.

"Come in," he heard after a moment of waiting. Slowly, Harry opened the door. Immediately, he spotted Sirius in the white tunic and black sweat pants that had been laid out. The grime was off of his body, which no longer looked blacked. His hair looked much better. Although, he could tell it had been damaged, due to years without a proper wash. The man looked a lot happier, even, being clean seemed to make him better.

"Wow, you clean up nicely, Sirius," Harry chuckled as he sat on the bed across from him.

"Thank you, Harry, for everything. I know we don't really know each other, but I want that more than anything. I… I regret it every single day, every day for thirteen years. I'd sit in my cell and I'd pray that I could take it back, I never should have gone after Pettigrew. Just, I felt so much rage. James… we were closer than brothers. He was the only family I had left. The rest of them abandoned me or I abandoned them, depends on how you want to look at it. But it doesn't matter, even if I had avenged them, it would not have been worth it. It wasn't worth losing so many years and losing you. Your parents trusted me to do right by you, and god, I failed the first time you needed me. I choose me over you, and for that I will never forgive myself." Sirius admitted as tears started falling from his grey orbs. And by the end he was full on weeping.

Harry was at a loss of what to do, so he moved his hand to the man's shoulder.

"Hey, look at me! I can't lie and say what you did was the right thing, because let's be honest, it was stupid and irrational. But here are the facts. The worst is yet to come. If you want to make it up to me, then you be there for me, because it's a very short list of people who can help me. There is a war coming, Sirius, bigger than the last one and I need soldiers! Nobody is ready, Dumbledore has started to get his order back together, but they're worn, and I don't think they're ready for another war." Harry explained to him.

"What do you need from me?" Sirius asked as he wiped the tears from his eyes.

"First, I need you to see a mind healer, if you're going to be fighting at my side there are things I need to tell you that need to stay a secret for now. I know a mind healer will benefit you a lot, Sirius. And after that is sorted out, we'll go from there." Harry answered quietly.

"I'll do it, Harry, I owe that to you and to myself." Sirius replied with a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

"Thank you," Harry said with a squeeze of his shoulder.

"I think I'm going to sleep now, it's been so long since I got to sleep in a proper bed," Sirius replied tiredly.

"No problem, rest as long as you need. Call for Missy or I if you need anything." Harry said as he rose and made his way towards the door, with a final look he closed the door and left the man to rest. And now he would be writing another letter before the days end, to one Albus Dumbledore about a mind healer. Before doing that, he quickly scanned the house with his mind in search of Fleur, but it seemed like she was still dealing with her sister. So, he made his way to his room to write to Dumbledore.

Dear Headmaster Dumbledore,

How are you Professor? This is just a letter to invite you over for a chat. There are many things for us to discuss about the upcoming term and beyond. So, you are invited to come over Sunday for tea, please let me know if you will be able to make it.

Harry

Harry finished the short and sweet letter and gave it to Missy to deliver, as he would surly be at Hogwarts. She popped away and he waited for the reply. A few moments later, and there was another pop and she had returned with a letter that simply said 'yes'. Harry thanked her and then made his way down the steps and in to the sitting room.

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The smell of books and ink permeated the room as Harry read through the latest book of his choosing. It was a book on magical creatures that he had read before, but he decided to give it another look out of boredom.

He had waited for Fleur, but she didn't seem intent on returning after their… incident. And for that he didn't blame her, he too felt embarrassed about the situation. And his only regret was not finishing what he had started. And he hoped that it was her only regret as well.

And then he heard a knock on the door, which perked him up. He immediately moved towards the door and opened it to find the blonde, but not his blonde. It was Gabriella and for a moment he wanted to be angry, before he pushed it aside.

"Um, hi, Harry, I just wanted to apologize for bursting in the door like that. I forgot my manners and it was very disrespectful of me. I'm very sorry." The little girl said, as she hung her head in shame. Harry kneeled to her so they could meet eye to eye before speaking.

"Don't be sorry, we're like family, right? And I don't need my family to knock on my door. They are welcome in anytime. Yeah you chose a pretty bad moment to intrude, but that's besides the point. Feel free to come anytime." Harry said while he placed a hand on her shoulder. That made her brighten up immediately, which in turn made Harry smile.

"Can I come over now? See, I've been avoiding Fleur for the last hour, and I've run out of places to hide…" she admitted sheepishly.

"Of course, you can!" Harry laughed as he shuffled her in and closed the door. He led the little girl upstairs and into his bedroom and she took a seat on the bed. He took a seat on one of the chairs by the window and the two sat in silence… for a moment.

"Um, soo… do you like my sister?" Gabriella asked playfully.

"You tell me!" He laughed in response.

"Oh, you defiantly do, I've never seen two people spend so much time together. Not even mummy and daddy. Then there's all the pictures on the wall in here, and all the pictures in her room. Gosh, it's so obvious. The way you look at her at dinner! You two are twats!" Gabriella laughed hysterically. Which made Harry blush slightly.

"Well, I think you have your answer then?" Harry said with a small laugh.

"Maybe I do, can I be the flower girl at your wedding?" She asked as a follow up.

"Sure," he answered back instead or arguing which earned him a squeal of excitement.

"I'm sure it's going to be so beautiful!" She squealed which almost made Harry laugh.

"You know you're probably going to get caught being so loud!" Harry said with a mock sternness.

"You know he's probably right" Came a voice from the doorway as Fleur slowly pushed open the door. Gabriella looked horrified as her eyes fixed on the window, which Harry made sure to guard in case, she had planned on jumping off of the second story.

"Please, please! I'm so sorry Fleur. You have to know it was an accident!" Gabriella began to pant as she backed away.

"I know," Fleur admitted as she simply motioned for her sister to leave the room. And with that motion, it was all she needed to flee the room. The small blonde bolted from the room and down the stairs and suddenly Harry was the one afraid.

"Do you think she heard Gabby and I?" Harry shot over to Konungr.

"I'm going to say yes." Konungr replied with a laugh as Harry backed up towards the window. Fleur didn't look angry anymore, she looked vulnerable if anything. Her eyes wide and her stance not one of confidence, with her arms crossed as she bounced on her heels.

"Hey," She said in a small voice which made Harry's ears perk up.

"Hey," He answered with a small smile.

"So, um… I'm not sure what to say exactly." Fleur started before she was at a loss of words.

"Yeah me neither," Harry admitted sheepishly as he shrugged his shoulders.

"I know you weren't exactly being serious with my sister, but. Do you mean it? Or at least parts of it?" Fleur asked in what could be best described as desperate. This spell of her words threatened to suck the life out of him, but he did his best to hold on.

"I care about you, a lot. More than is appropriate for one friend to care about another. And… that's all I know. I couldn't live without you." Harry admitted after a moment of unsettling silence.

"I couldn't live without you either." Fleur said as she stepped closer to him.

"I knew from the first time, that I'd stay for a long time," Harry said as he too stepped closer. And soon they found themselves in a new yet familiar position. Bodies enveloping each other as their heads moved closer. Again, Harry could feel his chest tightening and his lack of breath. A tingling, electric like feeling throughout his body as he could feel untapped energy flooding his body. And, again, he could only see one release and that was from her lips. Their eyes fluttered shut and they leaned even closer and then he felt them, he felt the shock burst from his body as he met her soft lips. Slowly, he moved one of his hands to her silvery blonde hair as he gripped it lightly. She moaned into his mouth, which made him want to burst as they slowly withdrew from this kiss.

When he opened his eyes, she had done the same and their orbs met. Deeper than their eyes swelling pools of emotion were bare to see. Both of them could see beyond the eyes and they both smiled widely. It was perhaps the largest and realest smile Harry had ever mustered, and it was matched by Fleur's. Butterflies flew around his stomach at a dangerous pace as his eyes fixed on her lips, lips that he now knew the taste of.

"Hey," He whispered once more.

"Hey," she smiled back.