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A/N: Thanks to MaeSilverpaws1, who is beta-ing this story.

Chapter Seventy-Nine

Portkey and Camping

Harry was woken up at ungodly hour. He was confused enough to wonder why he was shaken awake that he had half a mind to just turn over and go back to sleep. Somehow, however, the word Quidditch seemed to make it through his foggy mind and he forced himself to move. It wasn't until he was sitting down at the Weasley's table eating a small breakfast (and not quite remembering exactly how he got here, it seemed blurry to him) that he started to feel excitement build in him. This was the first professional Quidditch match he would see in person. He had never been allowed before and now he was going to see an international world cup final.

"Er … what happened?" Ron asked sleepily. "You look like you just found a gallon or something."

"Nah … just excited about today," Harry grinned.

"Yeah," Ron managed a grin too, before he had to stifle a yawn. "I just wish we didn't have to wake up so bloody early … it's not even light out yet."

"And it won't be for another few hours," Arthur said in a much too cheerful voice for the early hour. "Come on boys, we better get going if we're going to get there on time."

Ron and Harry got up form their chairs, finished their last few bites of food and then hurried off to follow Fred and George who had just left to go outside a few minutes before them. Ginny and Hermione joined them a few minutes later, looking as tired and as excited as Harry felt. They seemed to walk for several hours, Arthur being the only one that was cheerful about their morning's adventure and when Harry asked his friends why, Ron said it probably had something to do with going to a Muggle camp.

"Aw, here we are at last," Arthur sighed, slightly out of breath after climbing a steep hill.

"Er … huh?" Harry said, raising an eyebrow as he looked at the hill in question and wondering how this could be the destination that they were looking for.

"We're looking for a portkey," Arthur explained and Harry nodded his head in understanding, feeling that he should have guessed it was something like that.

"Are there other families around here?" Harry asked reasoning that's why there would be a need for a portkey and why it would have been a few hours walk from the Weasleys' house. He had never used a portkey before, but Remus talked about them before he went to Hogwarts. It was the fastest way for a large group to travel and there were different types of Portkeys for different types of journeys.

"There are a few of us around in the general area," Arthur said. "The Lovegoods are actually only a few miles away and you can get there in ten minutes by broom … as Charlie had found out when he was nine."

"What happened?" Harry asked, sure it was a good story but before Arthur could do more than smile there was a shout from the other side of the hill.

"Cedric … Arthur, come over here! I think I've found it!"

Arthur turned to the sound of the voice and then half walked half jogged over to the man with Harry following him. Harry realized the other Weasleys and Hermione must have heard the voice too and assumed they should get to it, because everyone was there by the time he reached the spot. He was surprised to find that Cedric Diggory was there too, though if he had been more awake he probably would reasoned the older boy would have been there after hearing the man's shout.

When Cedric nodded his head towards Harry in greeting, Harry returned the gesture easily though he noticed that Ron and the twins were glaring at the other boy. He had nothing against the Hufflepuff Seeker, even if the only game they've played against each other was a bitter memory for Harry. It wasn't Cedric fault the Dementors came and had a horrible effect on Harry. He didn't, however, appreciate Amos Diggory's prideful boosting about the game. It made him really want a rematch against Cedric, just so he could shut Amos up. He was glad that the portkey was schedule to go only minutes after they all gathered together; because he was sure he didn't want to hear any more about the matched he lost.

Harry put his hand on the old moldy looking boot and noted that Remus had been absolutely accurate in his description of what a portkey would look like and the reason behind that. No Muggle was about to pick up this boot. The next thing he knew he was feeling the most peculiar sensation at his navel and then they were whisked away from the hill, being slammed against each other as they traveled to a new location. Suddenly he was on solid ground again and he couldn't help but fall down with almost everyone else in their group, though Arthur, Amos and Cedric remained standing.

"Thanks," Harry said when Cedric helped him up, Arthur and Amos seemed to be talking to the Ministry people that were in charge of transportation, Harry would guess, though they didn't seemed to know how to dress like a Muggle very well.

"No problem," Cedric said smiling and then he sighed, "sorry about my dad."

"Don't worry about," Harry shrugged. "Though, I am looking forward to beating you in our next match."

Cedric chuckled at that, "In your dreams Potter. I'm going to make sure that next time my dad is boosting about a legitimate victory."

"Now who's dreaming," Harry smiled back at the older boy, really starting to look forward to the match between them. Cedric was by far the best opponent he had, which made the game more interesting.

"Cedric," Amos called to his son, "come on, our camp's this way."

"See you later," Cedric said and then left with his dad as the Weasleys went the other way walking to the campsite that had been reserved for them. Harry was sure that Ron had been right about Arthur, because the older man was practically skipping with joy the closer they got to the campsite where there was an actual Muggle.

It was a little disconcerting seeing the Muggle get his memory modified because he noticed that the many campers he had weren't normal, but Harry knew there was little other option to deal with the situation. They walked to their campsite, where Arthur made them set up the tent without magic. Harry didn't mind doing this much, it was actually kind of fun and seeing Arthur's enthusiasm he was remained of the first time he had gone camping with Sirius and how Remus had to tie Sirius down before they were able to get the tent up without Sirius's over-helpfulness.

"Are we all going to fit?" Hermione asked Harry in a whisper, she looked doubtfully at the two tents they set up. Harry knew why she was asking this questioned, because if they were normal Muggle tents, they probably would only have fit four to six people and there were more people here than that and Bill, Charlie and Percy were supposed to be coming in a few hours time.

"Don't worry about it," Harry smiled at him. "Magic, remember."

"Right," Hermione said still skeptical, as she ducked into the tent and she breath out in a whisper, "magic."

"It's amazing isn't it," Harry chuckled as he walked in after her. From the outside, the tent looked like it might have fit three people if they squeezed closely together, now it looked like a small house, complete with a kitchen area.

"I wish Dad would have taken us camping in this," Hermione said, still looking at the place with awe.

"Dad, it looks like there's a water pump not too far away," Ron said coming into the tent and looking as if it was normal to be suddenly standing in a living room. "Should we get some?"

"Yes, that would be perfect," Arthur smiled. "Why don't you three get water and Fred, George, Ginny and I will collect wood."

"Wood?" Ron questioned. "Why do we …?"

"So we could cook," Arthur explained.

"But," Ron said looking over at the kitchen where there was a stove.

"We're supposed to do things the Muggle way!" Arthur said beaming and Ron sighed.

"Fine, we'll get the water," Ron said and motioned for his friends to follow him.

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By the time that Sirius, Remus and Tonks made it to the Weasley camp that day hours had pasted since the Weasleys arrival. Even Bill, Charlie and Percy had gotten there almost an hour before. It was only the other night that Sirius had planned this very public meeting between himself, Remus and Harry. The thing that he hated most about raising Harry was that he was never allowed to take the boy anywhere in the wizarding world because it hadn't been safe for Harry for others to know how close he was to the boy. Harry was safest with the wizard world believing he was being raised by his Muggle relatives and that he and Remus never met the boy. That, of course, changed when Remus because a professor at Hogwarts and taught Harry. It changed even more after Remus had taken Harry to see his dad and he had met them at the hospital. In the eyes of a few wizards, they had made a connection and it wouldn't be impossible to believe that they would be somewhere together. However, if they were seen at a sporting event talking … joking around like he was sure was going to happen … people wouldn't think twice about him (and Remus) being near the son of their crazy best friend. He would be able to take Harry to Diagon Alley and Platform 9 ¾ without people noticing too much … or thinking it was odd.

"Er … hey," Charlie voice interrupted Sirius's thoughts as he walked to them. The boy was looking a little cross as he spoke to Tonks. "Can we talk?"

Sirius had trouble hiding his grin as Remus tried not to glare at the boy.

"Oh stop it," Tonks elbowed Remus in the stomach, "I told you, he's my best friend. What is it, Charlie?"

Charlie looked between Tonks and Remus and almost smiled before he turned back to glaring at Tonks. "Do you have any idea what kind of trouble you caused for me last night?"

"Huh?" Tonks said looking confused. "Trouble … I don't know …"

"My mum couldn't stop going on about you!" Charlie huffed indignantly. "She said you were 'such a lovely girl' and how she would like to see you around the house more often! Maybe it would be nice if I found some dragons to train around here so that I won't be so far away."

"She probably said that last one because she wishes you were closer to home," Tonks said looking guilty.

"That's not the point," Charlie said, his ear turning red, which probably meant that Tonks was right. "The point is she thinks you want to be my girlfriend!"

"I'm so sorry, Charlie," Tonks groaned. "I didn't realize … I should have thought of that."

"Yes, you should have," Charlie agreed. "Now Mum's going to be on my back worse than ever about my dating options. And that's saying something considering she's always dropping hints in her letters about it. I think part of her wanted it to be true … you know, you and me. I had to tell her that's never going to happen."

"Did she take it hard?" Tonks wanted to know, still looking guilty, though she kept looking at Remus who seemed to be studying Charlie. Remus was looking guilty too, unlike the night before when he looked angry the whole time.

"Not as hard as I thought she would," Charlie said shaking his head, and finally smiling. "I think she always hoped that something would happen between us, but she didn't really think it would. She seemed resigned when I told her … er …. well …"

"That Tonks' has had a crush on Remus for years …" Sirius supplied for Charlie, who grinned.

"Sirius!" Tonks hissed, blushing with embarrassment.

"What … it's true," Sirius shrugged. "Besides, after finding you two snogging in my kitchen this morning, I think I'm allowed to tell someone about it. And why not that someone be the guy that brought you two together … at the expense of his mother's scolding no less."

"Do you mind keeping your voice down?" Remus hissed at Sirius, his eyes were on the camp where the others seemed to be talking about something and didn't notice their company. "I don't want Harry to hear before …"

"Before you have an embarrassing talk with him," Sirius grinned. "I hope you enjoy having it in public."

"Sirius …" Remus said slowly, looking at his friend with a murderous glare.

"If you don't tell him, I will." Sirius said in a sing song voice. He already knew that Harry wasn't going to take the news that Remus and Tonks were seeing each other badly, having talked about it once before and knew it wouldn't come as a surprise to the boy. However, he didn't see that it was necessary to let Remus know that.

"Ah … this should be fun to watch," Charlie chuckled as he looked at his apprehensive best friend as she looked from Remus to the camp uncertainly. "This should be payment for putting me through a grueling talk with my mum."

"Fine," Remus sighed, his glare still on Sirius and knew he couldn't back down; he marched over to where the others sat.

"Ah, Remus, Sirius! It's good to see you," Arthur said, getting up to greet them like Sirius told him he should the night before. He introduced them to his family, telling them about Sirius being an Auror. Obviously Remus didn't need an introduction to anyone but Bill, who was the only one that wouldn't have met the ex-defense professor before (besides Charlie, though seeing as they had been talking moments ago there was no introduction needed there). Harry then mentioned that it was nice to see Sirius again, making reference to their meeting at St. Mungo's and with that, the two groups merged to one. Sirius was sure that anytime he was seen with Harry in the future, no one would spare them any thought. After a few minutes of pretending to be virtual strangers and they talked about insignificant things, Sirius looked at Remus and smirked.

"I think it's about time now, Remus," he said with a look.

"Are you sure it's … people might be listening," Remus said, obviously trying to stall.

"Nah, they can't hear what we're saying," Sirius said confidently, after all he had cast a spell to make sure they wouldn't be over heard. "They can only see our expressions."

"Hmph," Remus didn't seem to be comforted by that.

"What's the matter?" Harry asked, looking from the smirking Sirius to the very uncomfortable Remus. "Do you want to tell me something?"

"We … yeah, you see …" Remus started to say stumbling over his word. He scowled as he remembered just a few months ago he was chuckling over the fact that Sirius was telling Harry about Emmeline and now he was sitting here having the same conversation with the boy. Only he had to tell Harry with several others watching and he was sure Sirius was a lot more cheerful than he had been. "Er … I know you've already had a shock this year …" he tried to continue and winched at his choice of words. Harry was now looking at him more intently before his eyes traveled to Tonks. "Shock is a bit of a strong word I suppose; it was more like you were surprised."

"Don't they mean the same thing?" Harry asked his eyes back on Remus and he looked confused.

"Er … sort of," Remus said, knowing that he was babbling and sounded like an idiot but he couldn't seem to be able to say the words. "Though shock tends to have a more drastic meaning in terms …."

"I don't think the difference between shock and surprise is what's important right now, Moony," Sirius interrupted with his teasing grin.

"Right," Remus swallowed hard and looked back at Harry. "I know it can't be easy to hear this after your surprised of earlier this summer … and now that both of your guardians have someone … er … it's probably harder to take."

"Remus … what are you saying?" Harry asked, his eyebrows furrowing more than before and he looked like he was about to be sick.

"Well," Remus said looking at Tonks as if he was wishing she would help him but she looked almost as nervous about this as he felt. He sighed, somehow seeing how nervous Tonks was calmed his own nerves a little. He didn't want her to worry. He turned back to Harry and grimaced. "I know it came as a shock that Sirius had a girlfriend. Especially, since you had no idea that Sirius liked Emmeline in the first place. I hate to put you through something like that again so soon, but I felt it was best that I tell you … er … this may come as a shock, but I'm …"

"You finally asked Tonks out!" Harry supplied before Remus could even finished what he was about to say and the werewolf was now the one that was shocked.

"How …?" Remus was able to get out before Harry started laughing and the werewolf realized the sick look that he thought Harry had before was the boy trying not to laugh.

"You're okay with this!" Tonks breathed out as she too was looking nervous at the laughing Harry (who had been joined by Sirius, Charlie and a few of the other Weasleys who were all enjoying the gobsmacked expression on the werewolf's face).

"Of course I am," Harry beamed at her. "You're already part of the family …"

"Yes," Tonks said beaming herself now and then she glared at Sirius. "Thanks a lot about telling me how horribly Harry took to your girlfriend …"

"You're welcome," Sirius chuckled. "All in a day's work."

"You already knew I liked her," Remus asked seeming to come out of his shock and was frowning at Harry. "But … I never …."

"It was pretty obvious this last year," Harry chuckled. "I had a while to figure out how I felt about this and … well it's like I said, Tonks is already part of the family … it's kind of nice knowing she will be around more."

Remus smiled and shook his head. "You knew the moment I started talking that I was trying to tell you about Tonks and me."

"Yeah," Harry agreed with a broad grin. "Seeing how you and Tonks kept looking at each other and how sadistically happy Sirius was; I was sure that was what you wanted to say."

Before Remus could do or say anything more, there was a noise that signaled that the Quidditch match was about to begin.