Author's note: Number six! Woop! Thank you so much for all your encouraging reviews, I have been so happy reading them. This is a short chapter as it is another POV change (the last of them for this fic as I have now done one for each character) but I didn't think you would mind as most of the other chapters of this week have been a fair size. Hope you enjoy!

Chapter 36: Harry POV

"Harry? Harry! Time to get up!" Remus called, pulling back the curtains and smiling as I lifted my head from under the pillow.

"What are we doing today?" I asked, hoping for something fun, it had been a whole week since we got back from Austria and we have been to the park three times and through the woods twice since then. I wanted to go swimming.

"Nothing really." Remus answered. "Lets just have a nice relaxing day."

"Can't we go swimming?" I begged, it was nice to be able to ask for things without worrying about being hit or shouted at.

"Maybe tomorrow, I think Sirius wouldn't be very happy if we went without him."

"Sirius can come." I said in confusion, I didn't understand why Sirius would think he was excluded, we always did things as a family of three.

"He's gone out." Remus said, his voice sounded strange. Sometimes he has a funny expression on his face when his voice goes all funny like that but he was getting something out of my wardrobe and so I couldn't see his face. It's such a strange voice, I can never work out what it means. Reading Uncle Vernon's voice was easy, there was loud which meant he was having a normal day, there was very loud which meant he was either drunk, talking to Dudley about how clever he was, or giving me my list of chores, and then there was very very loud which meant I had done something to upset him and was probably in for a beating.

At least Remus was not like that. He had lots of different voices but none of them meant he was going to hit me because he wouldn't hit me, he told me so.

"Gone out where?" I asked, I couldn't remember him saying he was going anywhere and normally he talks to me about it so that I know where he is. He talks to me like I'm a real person! I never feel inferior with Sirius and Remus, not like I did at the Dursleys.

Remus was facing me now and his expression had changed. "Just out with a friend. Do you want to wear the red top with the green dragon or the red top with the yellow snitch?"

I like red at the moment, I have only wore red clothes for the last three weeks! I have lots and lots of red outfits. My favourite is the red top with the yellow snitch. Sirius says soon he is going to teach me to play Quidditch.

"The red one with the snitch." I answered quickly.

Sirius has been going out a lot lately with a friend. I hope he is a nice friend, I want to meet him but Sirius just laughed when I asked. I don't see why he needs to go and spend time with this friend anyway. He already has Remus, he doesn't need any more friends. Remus says it is a female friend, I think Remus is nice enough to be count as lots of friends.

I wish I had a friend, maybe one day when I lose the rest of my freakiness I can go to school. Remus and Sirius haven't mentioned school yet so they obviously think I am still too freaky. I know I am still freaky even though Remus and Sirius are so nice to me, I don't tell them that I am freaky anymore because they always got so upset. I don't want them to be upset, I want them to be really really happy, just like they made me.

"Harry?" Remus' voice broke into my thoughts.

"Sorry!" I said quickly, too quickly, I realised that the second Remus frowned. I still forget sometimes and apologise too much and then Remus gets all sad because he remembers the Dursleys.

I remember the Dursleys sometimes too, especially at night. It's really horrible, I wish I could just wipe all the memories away, I wish the Dursleys could just go away. I wish they would die. Not that I would ever tell Sirius or Remus that because wishing people to die is bad and I don't want them to think I am a bad boy.

"Would you like some breakfast?" Remus asked, obviously deciding not to say anything about my apologising, thankfully.

I nodded enthusiastically, not realising how hungry I was until then. Remus always remembers food, I seem to forget a lot and it makes my stomach hurt. Back at the Dursleys I could never forget about food, I would lie on my cupboard floor and my tummy would ache and I would dream of having some bread crusts, mouldy ones even. But here I can have whatever I want. Remus always asks me.

"What would you like?" Remus proved my point.

"Can I have some of the brown stuff on toast please?"

Sirius introduced me to 'the brown stuff,' he has it every single morning. It's really nice but I don't think I could have it every morning. Remus doesn't like it at all, he says it is called chocolate spread and it is far too sickly to have for breakfast, he always makes it when I ask him though.

Remus nodded and made his way downstairs, I followed him. I jumped on the stairs, I'm trying to beat my record. The biggest number of stairs I can jump at one time is three, Sirius can do seven! I only did two today and Remus had to catch me because I nearly overbalanced.

Remus won't play the stair game, he says Sirius shouldn't have shown it to me because it is dangerous. I want to know how many he can jump, I bet he can do a lot, maybe even more than Sirius!

"One plate of brown-stuff-toast!" Remus joked, putting the plate in front of me with a flourish, I giggled. Remus can be really funny, everyone says Sirius is the funny one but Remus makes me laugh a lot too even though he is very serious and reads a lot. I like to read, I read another of Remus' books yesterday. It was good, Remus only lets me read certain ones though because he says adult books are meant for adults because of their content as well as how long and hard to read they are. He says only some of them are suitable for me. Sirius doesn't read at all, ever.

I watched Remus read the paper as I ate my breakfast, Remus always reads the paper with a little frown on his face so it mustn't be a very good read. I have never read a paper before but if I read it once and it wasn't very good I don't think I would read it every day like Remus does. He says it is different every day but Sirius says it is still always depressing. He said they never publish good news, I think this is silly. They should publish the same amount of both or just do good news because this makes people happy and everyone should be happy.

The doorbell rang (which means Sirius probably forgot his key) and Remus got up to answer it. I pulled his paper towards me to read while he was gone. He was right near the end of the paper, the same place he has seemed to turn to straight away every single day since we got back from Austria. The print is really little and I left my glasses upstairs but I can make out the title.

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