Sirius Black considered himself to be an intelligent man. He had to spend his first 11 years of his life using his smarts to keep him away from the wrong end of his parents wands. Despite his rakish and pranking reputation he gained within Hogwarts he still performed admirably on his newts and was accepted into the auror program with open arms. Being smart Sirius knew that one of his downfalls was that he tended to act impulsive. It was a character flaw that had gotten him into trouble his entire life. The last time he let his impulsivity get the best of him he ended up doing twelve years in Azkaban for a crime he was innocent of.

Because of this he made a vow to himself that he would always take the time to think things through before he acted. That vow had been tested in the last year when not only Harry had been put in danger in the tournament but Hermione as well. Taking the time to think through every bit of information he had gathered from the last fifteen years of his life he was starting to piece together a narrative that he was unsure the world was ready for. He downed another glass of firewhiskey looking down at a journal he had found in his brother's room. Running his fingers over the embossed initials on the cover he let himself remember some of the first words the fiery little witch had said to him when he escaped:

"You've been gone a while Mr. Black and I hope that during that time you considered that everything that was explained as black and white really isn't."

The words had been haunting him lately as he read page after page of his brother's journal. The boy he believed to have been too far gone really wasn't. He was donning the same mask Sirius did for years in order to survive the psychotics that were their parents. The only difference was that Regulus didn't have the Potters to run away to. He was stuck in this shit hole house with their terrible parents trying as hard as they could to poison him.

He wasn't prepared for the lively and joyus writing he had found mixed into his brother's words. It was like seeing a new side to someone he had assumed he had figured out. Regulus fancied himself in love. That much he was sure of, but it was a tragic tale as the girl was already spoken for. Yet even knowing this it didn't discourage Reggie at all. In fact he praised the girl for her strength during the situation. Sirius read on heart breaking as Regulus wrote painfully that he was frightened for the love of his life. That he knew something bad was going to happen to her as she was caught in the middle of a war she had no business being in.

He would be forever haunted by the last words he read in the journal.

If you are reading this it must mean I am dead as I have not come back to remove this note. I only hope as my last wish you reach out to my brother. Tell him I am sorry for years we spent apart. Tell him to trust only in himself and his intellect because this war was built on years of lies on both sides.

Do not put your trust in Albus Dumbledore brother, for he will fail us both.

Anastasia my love, I hope to see you on the other side. I wish I could have protected you as you deserved. I wish I could have held my goddaughter in my arms, played with her curls and doted on her as is my right. We will see eachother again in this life or the next.

My love.

R.A.B

Sirius' eyes filled with tears each time he read the note. He missed his little brother more with each word read. He wanted answers for his words, he wished there was more. He closed the journal holding the picture he had found as a placeholder in the journal. The edges of it were worn where it had been held many times by loving hands. The corners curled from their stay tucked away in the book.

The couple in the painting smiled up at each other before grinning and waving at the camera. Regulus looked back at the girl before she was finished with the wave. With an arm wrapped around her small form he looked down on her with a look so full of love you felt like you were disturbing them for looking. He leaned down and kissed her head of unruly chestnut curls. The action made the girl look up at him with a warm smile. She reached a small hand up and patted his cheek. Then the photo would start over again.

Sirius had no idea how long he had sat and stared at the photo. So thankful he was alone. He had seen that expression so many times before on a strikingly similar face. It was one that spoke of absolute love and adoration, but for someone they considered to be family. He had seen it the last two years everytime he was with his god son and ward.

It was the same face Hermione had for Harry.

He folded up the photo and put it in his pocket. He had made a vow after all. He wouldn't act impulsive anymore. He had work to do, and it started with taking a deeper look at Dumbledore.

She gripped the ceramic in her hands tightly. Her knees aching from the time spent kneeling on the tiles.

"Number 21:" the scratchy voice called out from across the hall. Their voice echoing across the bathroom.

"We use your old time turner and wildly spin it. Sending them back an unknown amount of time with no way home."

She snorted, face still hung over the toilet boy.

"Heavens no. Can you imagine the damage the twins would do in the past? We'd wake up tomorrow with weird effigies of them all over. It would be a nightmare." She hollered back across the hall.

She cringed when she heard the sound of Harry getting sick in the bathroom across from her. Knowing that it meant she would be hit with another wave soon.

"Number 22:" she said, trying to distract him. "We cover them in honey before portkeying them naked to the Amazonian rainforest."

She heard Harry laughing. "You are getting better. Still a little too mild though." He said only to be greeted by the sound of her retching.

Sirius has walked up the stairs and saw Remus sitting on the floor in the hall between the two restrooms. He was chuckling silently. His shoulders shaking at the motion.

"Are they still at it?" Sirius asked, gesturing his hand at the two rooms.

Remus nodded with a smile. "Yes and they have gotten rather colorful in their death threats. Harry believes Hermione needs to step up her game, claims she is being too nice. The boy has a bit of a dark side. The twins better hope they get back here soon with the antidote. I want to say they are on the 23rd way they could kill them."

Sirius barked out a laugh, hearing the toilets flushing simultaneously.

"Why is it so orange?" Hermione's pitiful cry left the bathroom to his left.

"Number 23:" he heard Harry on his right.

"We transfigure their boxer shorts to barbed wire. Then we force them to watch you stretch or do yoga."

Sirius grimaced thinking of the results of said action and looked at Remus who was giving him a 'see what I mean' face. He shook his head at the whole situation. The two teens had been puking non stop for nearly 10 minutes. The twins had vanished through the floo to desperately search for the correct antidote to the candy they showcased.

"Number 24: We switch a canary cream with one we adjusted to be longer lasting. Then we lock them in a room with a hungry Crookshanks." Hermione's voice said.

There was a beat of silence before Harry spoke up.

"That's bloody brilliant mione. I think that wins. Plausible deniability too."

Sirius and Remus both turned their heads from Harry's door to Hermiones when they heard her voice go up in pitch as she put on a fake accent.

"Oh no officers! The twins are missing how horrible! Last we saw of them they were testing out one of their brilliant prank products. Oh I do so hope nothing happened to them." She cooed.

"Please keep us informed officers if there is anything my sister and I can do to help. We're just all a flutter without them here and the curiosity of where they went is killing us just like the kneazle." Harry added his own voice trying to mimic her accent.

Sirius and Remus had tears of laughter streaming down their faces. Sirius slid down the wall to sit next to his oldest friend.

"You all are actually kind of scary like this you know. I hope we never end up on your bad side." Remus addressed the still puking teens.

Before anyone could respond they heard the floo go off downstairs and loud footsteps banging through the house sounding like a herd of hippogriffs in the stairs. Sweating and out of breath the twins rushed down the hall holding a piece of candy each in their hands.

"We're here, we're back and we have the right antidote this time! Tested it myself before we came back." Fred said bending over trying to catch his breath. He waves his hands and quickly George passes a piece of candy into each bathroom.

The wait is tense as it is silent in the hall between rooms when finally the doors creak open and Hermione and Harry emerge to the hall. They stand side by side both of them crossing their arms across their chest, matching looks of ire on their faces.

Before they could scold them the twins spoke up. Holding their hands up in surrender.

"Please accept our deepest apologies. We had no idea we had grabbed the wrong antidote to the candy." George started.

Nodding along Fred spoke. "Yes please we are so so very sorry. You know we never would have purposely pranked the two of you. You have always been on our no prank list."

"Except for when we thought Potter was dating Granger.." George added not helping. Fred waved him off.

"Yes but well he deserved that for breaking our hearts. But we honestly didn't mean to do this. We only wanted to show you both how we are using your investments. And thankfully that was a puking pastille and not a nosebleed nugget. That could have gotten tricky."

Not wanting to use the prize money for the tournament Harry had been searching for an idea of what to do with it all summer. It wasn't until he heard Hermione and the twins discussing their usage of the bet money they won from Rodolphus that he decided he wanted to be a part of their dreams too.

Hermione had always been vocal that she thought the twins had serious magical skills. Their imagination and ingenuity led to some of the greatest products she had ever seen. She knew their goals in life was to make other people laugh and she could think of nothing better for the two of them to do. The problem the twins had was they wouldn't receive any support from their parents. Not only a lack of physical support as the Weasleys didn't have a sickle to spare, but also no emotional support. Mrs. Weasley wanted the twins to take up a spot with Percy at the ministry. She didn't care about their happiness as much as she cared they didn't make their family look bad.

Knowing this Hermione was quick to 'invest' in the twins. She had matched their winnings of a thousand galleons with the request to be a silent partner. She would help them with any product that gave them trouble as long as they tested everything before they sold it. She didn't want them getting into any real trouble. After overhearing their conversation Harry has practically sprinted to his room and back down. Tossing a bag on the table the trio looked up in shock at the clinking sounds of the counts jostling together.

"I want in." He told them plainly. And ever since that day they were a group.

The problem was tonight the twins came for a show and tell of new products. Only realizing after the two had bitten into the candy they didn't bring the correct antidote. Thus the last fifteen minutes with their heads in the loo.

Harry and Hermione stood there glaring in the hall. They would accept the apology and forgive them for now. But they wouldn't forget. Revenge was best served cold after all.

For Thorfinn one of the best things about being a big guy meant that people naturally gave him his space. When he walked down the street or through a crowded pub, others would move out of his way to make room for him. He was enjoying this perk as he sat in the drawing room of Malfoy manor. He had the entire two seater couch to himself and no one had approached to sit next to him.

That was why when the seat shifted next to him quite violently he startled. He looked curiously at Draco Malfoy who had just plopped down on the cushion with no grace whatsoever. He didn't even announce himself, just made himself at home there waiting for the meeting to begin. He smelled strongly of broom polish and Thor wanted badly to ask him to move over. He didn't get a chance to because a shadow fell over him and he looked up to see Theo Nott standing before them arms crossed.

"What the hell is this then? You both bugger over some and make room for me!" He demanded.

The room was filling up and Thor wasn't surprised when the chair next to them was taken when Dolohov sat down. Watching the scene in front of him with a curious expression.

"This is a two seater Nott, find somewhere else to sit." Draco grumbled spreading his knees in an act to take up more room on the small couch.

Theo shook his head like a toddler throwing a fit, "No way, I'm not sitting over there next to your looney bin aunt or any of the other escapees. Now budge over and let me sit." He said taking his foot and nudging the other boys knee over.

When it looked like neither were going to move on their own will Theo whipped his wand out and quickly extended the couch making the two seated jump with surprise. With a dramatic flair he turned on the spot and lowered himself gracefully down between them. Letting out a long sigh as he brought both arms up and laid them behind them on the back of the couch.

"There see, that wasn't so hard was it?" He snickered.

Thor reached behind him and moved Notts arm back down to where it belonged giving the boy an annoyed look while doing so.

"I believe there are plenty of other seats, Nott. You too Malfoy. I wasn't expecting company on the couch, I like my personal space."

Theo snorted while Draco just scrolled his eyes moving away from theos arm.

"Pshh. You will have to get used to us Rowle. After all we are practically your friends in law. You are stuck with us now don't you know?" Theo wiggled his eyebrows.

"Friends in law?" Thofinn questioned.

"Aye, you want Mi, you get us too. We are a package deal. Well.. maybe just me, she could probably do without Malfoy, but I on the other hand am her best friend and don't plan on going anywhere. So get used to my pretty face." Theo winked. "Drake you reek of broom polish, did you fall in the tub?" He turned to ask his friend.

The door was opened letting in the last of the group. Fenrir came strutting through with his normal predatorial gate. His eyes were looking around the room taking a quick inventory of the occupants. Next to him the sound of claws walking on the hardwood echoed in the room as the white wolf stuck close to his side. The red eyes also taking in the people in the room.

"Aw look if it isn't the two mangey mutts coming in last." The childish sounding cackle of Bellatrix lestrange sounded from their right. "Don't you have a dog house to wait in out back until you are wanted. Some of us don't want fleas." She sneered tilting her enormous head up to look down her nose.

Hermione, not in the mood today to deal with her prejudice bull shit saw red and lunged. She had barely let out a growl before pushing off her strong back legs and barrelling at the deranged woman. There was a high pitched shriek as Bellatrix threw herself back in the chair expecting to be mauled. The mauling never came though and she opened her eyes to see the wolf held near inches in front of her, muzzle pulled back in a snarl as she growled dangerously. The wolf was held in the strong arms of Greyback who pulled it into his chest petting it lovingly.

Fenrir let out a loud laugh as Hermione in wolf form was still growling under her breath even as he rubbed her fur.

"That's a good girl, cnt go getting blood all over the Malfoys expensive rugs now can we?" He asked her and she let out a great huff of air and he sat her down on the ground and watched as she trotted off and over to the couch the Lestrange brothers were seated on before hopping up and burrowing between them.

The Lestrange brothers snickered at the act and moved so she would have more room. Rbastan was quick to pat his lap and offer her a place to lay. Running his fingers in her thick fur once she was comfortable.

"That beast is a menace! It needs to be put down, it very nearly attacked me! And now you, Rodolphus are allowing it to sit next to you!" Bellatrix shrieked.

"While I agree she can be a menace sometimes Bella, there is no need for all the shouting." Lucius said as he strolled in the room, giving a small smirk at the wolf who rolled her eyes at his words. "And it would do you good to remember this is my home, and the dark Lord has allowed her presence is not only allowed but requested her presence. It seems that with every meeting she only takes offense to your presence. Perhaps you should try a softer tone from here on out." He gave her a smirk.

The rest ignored Bellatrix and all her babbling as they waited for the meeting to begin. Fenrir made his way to a seat behind where Thor was seated. The large men nodded to each other to the surprise of the others when Thor extended his hand to the werewolf.

"Good catch." He chuckled.

Fenrir chuckled, shaking his hand. "Thanks, I almost let her go. She is getting skinny, she needs some more protein in her diet." He said and pointed at Theo before he could speak. "Don't say it." He growled and the younger boy mimicked zipping his mouth closed though he fought to keep the smile off his face.

"Are you still bringing Mina to the station tomorrow. I can do it if not. I would like to see what Lupin and Black would do if it showed with her." he flashed a feral smile.

Thor nodded. "Yes, Black thinks a public display will help keep some of the other snot nosed brats away from her. I am going to hand her over to my brother to take onto the train just so the ones that dont know me, know that I have eyes at the school." He shook his head with a small laugh. "Not that I am worried. I pity anyone who would try to take her away from me now."

Fen nodded his head in agreement before turning to sneer at Dolohov who was quietly observing the conversation. He turned back to Thor.

"I like you kid. I like you with Mina. Don't make me regret it." He said before walking past them to his seat in the back.

Dolohov turned to Thor who didt seem affected by the words at all.

"I am impressed, I didn't think gaining the wolf's approval was possible. He still hates me and I haven't even been around Hermione in months."

Thor shrugged giving his best mate a sad smile. "Maybe that's why he still hates you. He cares about the princess, and wants to see her happy. Do you think it makes her happy not seeing or hearing from you in months?" He raised a brow. "I love her and I've told her as much. I can tell you that you have one chance left. After that best friend or not, you hurt her and I hurt you."

Thor turned back in his seat as Tom walked in and the room quieted. Ready for him to explain why he had gathered them all there. The expression on his face was grim. They had all hoped that by now Dumbledore would have been forced out of the school but it seemed the roots of his influence ran deep. Since he was currently involved in a ministry review he had been temporarily removed from his seat in the Wizengamot. However he did keep his position as Headmaster at Hogwarts.

Like expected the Minister made the hiring of the new Defence against the dark arts professor himself. Planting a ministry toad into the place to keep an inside eye on Dumbledore. The witch was Fudges undersecretary, a Dolores Umbridge. Quite unknown considering how advanced in age she was. Rumor mill around the ministry was that she was in love with the sinister and did whatever he asked her to happily.

"Severus has informed us that Dumbledore has tried to restart the order of the phoenix. It seems he has hit a few roadblocks in that endeavor as his reputation has not been quite so clean as of late. Even a few, such as Sirius Black and Lupin have declined the offer to rejoin. As far as we know now he does have two aurors, Shaklebolt and Tonks, in his little group. He has been preaching about my return to the lot of them, most i believe sty on the fence. He has gone far enough to bring up the prophecy again." Tom rolled his eyes.

"Because of this I imagine there will be order excursions to the department of mysteries from time to time to check to make sure the prophecy remains where it is. It is unnecessary to us to have it. We know what it says and planned accordingly for it years ago. It is nothing more than a pretty bauble to us now. So do not get involved, do not let them pull you into their conspiracies and traps. We go on with our day to day as we have been. Once Dumbledore is gone we replace him with one of our own. Then we will focus on Fudge. He can't be trusted to stay loyal to either side. Once we have control of both Hogwarts and the ministry we will be able to legally bring back everyone who has been freed. Then we will start the reform from within. I ask you all to stay patient during this time. We have accomplished so much in these last four years that I know the future will be bright for us all."

Once Tom was done the room broke into its normal small groups. He was leaving with a small group to Russia, they were going to be meeting with their eastern allies there. Fenrir left the room, the white wolf jumping down from her place between the Lestrange brothers to trot after him.

She was laying on her side reading when her door creaked open and closed. She felt the shiver of familiar magic as a locking and silencing spell was cast. She didn't turn to face him, just kept her back to the door and her eyes on the book. THe bed shifted under her as the intruder made his way across the king sized bed to lounge behind her.

Throwing an arm over her waist he leaned forward and kissed her curls, she internally purred at the comforting scent that was all him and the safety she always felt in his strong arms. She wiggled herself back into him letting him hold her closer.

"I've missed you love." He spoke into her hair, the sound muffled by the wildness of her curls.

"I missed you more superstar. I was so glad that you could come tonight. I was hoping for some time alone before I had to go back to school." She said closing the book and interlacing her fingers in his.

He hummed. "You were were you? And what did you have in mind for our time alone. I must admit I am glad to see you in good spirits. I was afraid that Bellarix bitch upset you."

She giggled, shaking both of them slightly. "No, she is the worst, but it's almost like making fun of a mentally challenged person. I just keep hoping she vanishes in between meetings but she is always there with her grating voice." She faux shivered. "But I did almost end her today. I had to listen to Draco complain for hours about mine and Theos lack of support in his love life. I tried to explain to him I REFUSE to be friends in law with some simpering idiot like Pansy or Daphne. He will just have to try harder."

Thor laughed from behind her. "Friend in law. That's funny, Nott told me he was practically that to me today. But you never answered my question princess. Why did you want to get me alone?" He whispered the last part huskily into her ear taking a second to give it a light bite delighting when she shivered.

She turned in his arms letting her hands rest on his chest and shoulder now as she looked up at him through thick lashes.

"I can't stop thinking about you Thor. I am about to be away from you for months and I hate it. I want you." Each sentence was separated by a kiss to his neck and chin.

He didn't respond, he just pulled her up to his lips where he showed her how much he agreed with her words. In a flurry of lips and tongues they found themselves both grabbing for clothing off the other one. Hermione had torn off Thor's shirt and sent it flying off onto the floor. She was disrupted from undoing his belt when he grabbed the hem of her dress and yanked it up and off over her head leaving her to plop back on the bed in a breathless heap, clad only in a matching set of barely there white lace undergarments.

Thor let out a low growl as he started placing open mouth kisses down her torso but a small pair of hands on his face stopped him. He looked up confused as to why he was being denied his favorite meal when he met her blazing gaze. She shook her head slowly using all her strength to roll him over on his back.

"Not tonight Thor, tonight I want to taste you." Her tongue shot out to lick her lips as she waved her hand and his jeans vanished leaving him in his boxers. Already hard before he was now throbbing into the tented fabric as he considered her words.

He moaned as her hand traced the outline of him through the fabric of his boxers. He had to close his eyes and count to ten in his head to keep him from busting right then when he felt her fingers move under his waistband. She must have grown impatient at how long it was taking her to slide the boxers down because she waved her hand again and he was naked in front of her.

She sucked in a deep breath as she finally saw him in his glory. Feeling it and seeing it had proved to be two different things. As she timidly reached out and wrapped a hand around him she couldn't help but gulp wondering if he would even fit inside her when the time came. He must have read her mind or saw the shock on her face because he let out a deep chuckle. His hand coming down to grip hers that was still holding his cock.

"When the time comes I will make sure you are prepared enough for me princess. I will have you so wet that I slide into you and make myself at home there. No need to worry that pretty little head of yours."

His reassurances shook her into action. She moved his hand away and moved her experimentally. He was long and thick and heavy in her hand. The tip reddened with anticipation, a large vein showing underneath. She had read both books and articles to prepare herself for this. She wanted him to enjoy himself as much as she always did when he was pleasuring her. She leaned down and placed a soft kiss on the tip making him groan and throw his head back into the pillow.

Emboldened by the sound she wrapped her lips around the head, allowing it to be fully encased in her wet warm mouth. She heard him whisper something that sounded a lot like a muggle prayer but ignored him as she let herself take him deeper into her mouth. Knowing he was way too big to ever take all of him without choking she let her hand grip around the base and pump from there up to where her lips would meet it on her downward motion. He was moaning now and ever so often his hips would twitch up in an attempt to thrust into her mouth.

Taking a deep breath she let him slide further into her mouth, relaxing her throat when she felt him approach the back of her throat. She swallowed around him and was rewarded by him hissing and grabbing a hold of her curls. Moaning filthy words mixed with loving reviews into the air.

"Merlin your perfect fucking mouth feels so good wrapped around my cock princess. I want to shove it down your throat and watch your eyes water as you choke on me. You look so beautiful right now."

She could only smile around his cock as she continued to work him over. She tried to remember what else she had read in the articles that men liked and remembered that dual stimulation was mentioned. Her free hand that wasn't pumping his shaft lowered and caressed his balls. The new feeling had Thor reeling as he thrust from the bed still holding her hair in his hands. She took what he gave her and upped her speed, hollowing out her cheeks as she moved her tongue on the underside of his cock, making sure to hit all of his pleasure zones.

"Fuck fuck fuck princess. Fuck its so good. I can't take much more. I'm gonna cum, are you gonna let me cum in your mouth beautiful, would you like that."

Thors words had her moaning, unknowingly to her that the vibration of it only added to his pleasure. She nodded her head feverishly as she continued to work him. She felt the balls in her hand tighten as the grip on her hair did as well. His shaft twitched twice in her mouth when he let out a long low moan. The first spurt of cum splashing the back of her mouth letting her know to pull back some as he continued to spurt in her mouth. Once she felt him finish she pulled off of him and looked in his eyes as she swallowed.

His eyes reflected fire in them as he growled and grabbed her, throwing him down on the bed under him. He ripped through the fabric of her knickers like a savage before plunging his face down into her heat. He was desperately licking and sucking on her clit as his finger moved into her.

"You are so wet love. It must have turned you on to get me off like that. It was amazing. Seeing you swallowing my cum, salazar witch I will never forget that sight." He growled into her kip bone as his finger curled inside of her.

She wished she could talk dirty back to him, but her brain was only focused on the pleasure he was giving her. She reached down and wound a hand into his hair. Gripping it like he did to hers. She gasped and arched when she felt him put another finger in her.

"So bloody tight love, I can't wait until I make you mine for real. Next time I have you naked in bed I am claiming you witch. It will be all of me in here." He said with a curl to his fingers that had her thighs shaking.

He leaned down and refocused on her clit and the combination of the two plus how turned on she had been sent her barreling over the edge. She came with a loud shout. Her magic expelling itself around them leaving a loud buzz in the room.

"Are you ok?" She croaked out making sure she hadn't hurt him.

"I have literally never been better."

They stood on the train platform together holding hands. She had already hugged Sirius and Remus goodbye and Thorfinn had out her trunk up like old times before they both just stood there silently. She looked up at him with a sad smile and he pulled her into his chest and hugged her tightly.

"Just a few months. I'll come in for hogsmeade weekend and we will see each other then. Until then I will write to you as much as I can." He said into her curls.

She nodded. "I know, I will just miss you."

He pulled her back. "I will miss you more." He reached into his pocket pulling out a jewelry box. "I want you to wear this. It's an intention gift, because believe me I have every intention of being with you forever." He said opening the box to reveal a stunning rose gold bracelet with a single heart charm on it.

She held up her wrist and let him put it on there in front of the crowd for everyone to see.

"I love you." He said as he closed the clasp.

"I love you too." She said raising up on her tiptoes to give him a kiss.

The train whistle blew and they both looked at each other with matching frowns. Any last minute words of affirmation were cut off by the twins' arrival next to them.

'Don't you worry Rowle we will keep an eye on your girl for you." The spoke in unison

Thor snorted. "Aye and make sure it's eyes only you two. Keep your hands to themselves." He pointed between the two of them.

The twins gasped as if offended. Raising matching hands to place over their hearts.

"We would never!"

"Wouldn't even dream about putting our hands on Granger."

Fred made a thinking face shaking his head slightly. "Well that's not entirely true Forge. We have dreamt of it."

George grinned wickedly. "Ah that's true a time or two maybe."

Fred returned the smile. "Or ten, but it wasn't just our hands touching her then ya know. So maybe you are right."

"I believe you are correct brother mine."

"Undoubtedly. Worry not Rowle our conscious hands will stay away from your lady love however we make no promises of what our dream selves get up to with the fair maiden." Fred bowed before him and Thor couldn't help but laugh.

"Get the hell out of here you wankers before I hex you both." He waved them on and with a salute the matching red heads disappeared into the crowd.

The steam whistle blew again and he turned to find his brother in the crowd giving him a nod as he approached.

"Look after her Gunnar," He said as he transferred her hand onto his little brother's arm. "I will write to you both soon."

With a last goodbye she let the younger Rowle lead her onto the train and to the compartment Harry was waiting for her in. She gave him a kiss on the cheek before he went back to join the snakes.

"Well that was dramatic." Harry said with a laugh.

She giggled sitting down next to him, laying her head on his shoulder. "Tell me about it. But Sirius said it would be best to do it that way, it was alerting the public without being in the prophet." she shrugged. "Hopefully it makes this year go smoothly.

Harry nodded. "After last year I am looking forward to a boring year of OWLS and studying, which I can't believe I just said. But honestly how bad could 5th year be?"