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Chapter One Hundred Nine

Questions and … Answers

Harry was restless. It had been a week and still he had no idea what was going on with concerns to Voldemort. Whenever he asked Sirius and Remus, they would exchange looks and then tell him that they didn't really know what Voldemort was up to now either, but he knew that they weren't telling him everything. It felt like it had before he had started Hogwarts and they had yet to tell him about his fame in the magical community. It wasn't like they were lying to him; they just weren't telling him everything.

"I just don't get it Hermione, why can't they tell me what's going on!" he huffed the question he had been repeating to her for the last few days and her answer remained the same.

"I don't know Harry, but they must have their reasons," she sighed. "Maybe we should do something to get your mind off …"

"You think that I can stop thinking about this!" he demanded. "Voldemort's back and I want to know what he's planning … I want to know what he's doing."

"Would that really help, Harry, to hear what he's doing?" Hermione asked. "It's not like we're going to be able to do something about it if we do find out what he's planning, anyways."

"You sound like Remus," Harry glared at her. "Just because I'm only fifteen …"

"You're still fourteen, Harry," Hermione corrected him and he glared at her more but otherwise ignored her interruption.

"That doesn't mean that I'm not willing to fight!" he pressed on. "And it definitely doesn't mean that Voldemort isn't going to still try to kill me."

"Please don't say that, Harry," Hermione said in a quiet voice.

"Why not? It's true," Harry went on harshly. "Whether I like it or not, Voldemort is going to come after me … and I would rather be prepared for that then to be left in the dark."

"Come on Harry," Hermione sighed and got up.

"Where are we going?" Harry asked, a little surprised by her response.

"We're going to talk to Remus and Sirius," she explained, "you're right; you can't just be left in the dark."

"They're not going to listen, trust me … I've tried," he informed her.

"But that was without my help," she said. "Besides, they're your parents Harry, they're first consider is generally about your safety and probably don't want to see that you have a point."

"Okay," was all Harry could say to that. "What's got you on my side all of a sudden?"

"I'm always on your side, even if I don't agree with you," she pointed out and Harry chuckled but keep looking at her patiently, waiting for her answer. "Honestly, I was hoping that with a little time that things would have gotten better on their own, and maybe they will, but you seem to be getting more impatient every day."

"Well excuse me for being impatient after everything that's happened," Harry grumbled, but he knew what she was saying. He was getting more and more agitated as the days passed and he wasn't sure why that was. Sure, Sirius and Remus weren't telling him everything he wanted to know, but it felt like more than that. He felt that maybe it had something to do with his dreams, which were constantly about the graveyard, though there were times when he was traveling through a corridor having no idea where he was or what he was looking for.

Harry and Hermione got to his house just after Sirius had returned home from work and when they got to the kitchen, they noticed that Tonks was there too, chatting happily with Remus as they made dinner.

"Do you still want to talk about this?" Hermione whispered to Harry, not sure if he wanted to while Tonks was there or not.

"Of course," Harry said. "If I waited until Tonks or Emmiline wasn't here, I'd never get to say anything," he added, though he was glad that it was Tonks that was here. He felt more comfortable with his 'cousin' and hoped that maybe she would help him get Sirius and Remus to agree to tell him things.

"What's on your mind, cub?" Remus asked noticing the serious expression on both Harry and Hermione's face.

"You know what's on my mind," Harry grumbled.

"Can we talk about this later Harry," Sirius said in a strain voice.

"No," Harry said stubbornly and Sirius sighed.

"What's the matter?" Tonks asked, knowing she was the only one there that didn't know what was being discussed.

"Harry wants to know what's been happening the last few weeks," Remus said tiredly.

"Then tell him," Tonks said as if that should be obvious, and Remus grimaced at her as Harry beamed.

"It's not that simple," Sirius snapped at her.

"Just because you're getting the cold shoulder and lame assignments at work, doesn't mean I'm going to let you take your anger out on me," Tonks glared at him as Sirius crossed his arms.

"What does she mean?" Harry asked, taking in Sirius's expression fully and noticing that he was tired, annoyed and very cross.

"She means that the Minister isn't too happy with me and has told Scrimgeour to make sure that I just do busy work," Sirius grumbled. "It's ridiculous … I'm a fully train Auror and they have me acting like a traffic cop."

"I'm sorry," Harry sighed, feeling bad for Sirius, who he knew hated feeling useless … though his sympathy didn't last long as he thought of the fact that Sirius was doing the same to him.

"Harry, we haven't told you anything because Dumbledore doesn't want us to," Sirius said after reading the expression Harry was giving him.

"Why not?" Harry asked surprised as he heard Hermione mutter something about not really being needed to get this conversation started.

"Unfortunately that falls under something that I can't tell you," Sirius said with sympathy, but there was a glint in his eyes that told Harry that he was being teased at the same time.

"I don't understand why all of a sudden I'm left out," Harry said through gritted teeth as he tried not to shout. "Even Dumbledore has told me things before … why has that changed after everything that I've been through?"

"Harry, it's nothing that you've done," Remus said softly. "We haven't lost confidence in you and your ability to do things. In fact, I've never been more confident in you, but things have changed. Things that are outside of your control that makes it difficult for us to tell you things."

"I … don't understand?" Harry said slowly.

"We're going to be moving to Grimmauld Place in a few days and stay there for the rest of the vacation," Remus said in what Harry thought was a random subject changed. "I'm hoping that by that time we will be able to tell you more."

"Moony and I have been trying to convince Dumbledore … but it will take us some time," Sirius said.

"Why didn't you say this earlier," Harry complained, he was still upset that he couldn't know anything more but he felt better that his guardians weren't trying to keep things from him.

"It didn't seemed to be needed before now," Remus shrugged. "Hermione. It would probably be best if you come to Grimmauld Place with us, too."

"For the whole summer?" Hermione asked.

"Yes," Remus said.

"Is she in danger?" Harry asked warily, he could tell that Remus was worried about something.

"I don't think danger is the right word … but it is not far off," Remus sighed. "It's just a precaution, but it would probably be safer for everyone if you were with us."

"What about my parents?" Hermione asked nervously.

"They will be fine here," Remus said, "the protections that are around this house are strong enough to keep any Death Eater, or Voldemort himself, from coming within a mile of it."

"I thought the protection of this house isn't supposed to be known by anyone," Hermione said frowning. "If people actually show up looking for me … wouldn't they realize that something is wrong if …?"

"Don't worry Hermione, I have taken care of that," Remus said. "I have taken plenty of measures to make sure it looks like the protection is only for your safety, though naturally the spells I cast are nothing to the ones placed on this house, they are enough to keep anyone form looking to deeply into what's going on here."

"And this is just a precaution," Tonks added, seeing that Hermione looked even more worried after Remus's explanation. "There shouldn't be any danger here at all."

"Okay," Hermione said frowning, still not alleviated of her worry. "But what am I supposed to tell my parents?"

"What have you told them so far?" Sirius asked shrewdly and she bowed her head. It wasn't like she had keep that many things from them, after all they lived next to Remus and Sirius and they would be able to find out some things from them, but she hadn't been able to tell them what happened at the end of the year. Not what happened to Harry … and not what it meant to all of them.

"We'll go with you to explain the situation," Remus offered.

"I should probably be the one to tell them," Hermione mumbled, she knew her parents will worry about her as soon as they know, but she had put this off much to long already.

"And you will be … we will just be there for support," Remus said kindly, "and to tell them about Grimmauld Place as soon as the time is right. Unless you would prefer to tell them on your own and I can come later to …"

"It probably would be better if you're there," Hermione admitted.

It hadn't been easy for her at all, telling her parents about the end of the year. She could tell that her parents were very worried about her safety but with Remus and Sirius there to help, her parents seemed to understand more … though it was clear that they were still worried. They agreed to let her stay at Grimmauld Place this summer, but she knew that they were disappointed that she won't be able to see them very much this year. Knowing this, she tried to cram in months worth of time with them in the few days she would be staying at home, but it wasn't enough.

"I'm sorry," Harry said when they arrived at Grimmauld Place, noticing that Hermione looked down.

"It's okay Harry," she gave him a weak smile, "I'll be able to see them during Christmas … I'm just going to miss them, you know."

"Yeah," he agreed.

"I'm surprised at you Harry," Sirius said with his mock disappointed expression on his face which told Harry he was about to be teased by the older man. "I expected you to ask question about what has been going on as soon as we got here … seeing as we told you we would tell you more here."

"Okay then, what's been going on?" Harry asked.

"Sorry Pup, we can't tell you that," Sirius grinned at him.

"Sirius!" Harry groaned at his uncle as the man gave his barking laugh. "You're such a jerk."

"What he meant to say was that we can't tell you what you want to know, but we can tell you why we can't tell you anything yet, and hopefully we'll start finding a way for you to eventually get the information that you want," Remus said.

"Did that make sense?" Harry asked.

"Yes, if you followed what I said carefully," Remus grinned at him. "Why don't we put our things away and then get comfortable before we start this conversation for real."

"Okay," Harry agreed to reluctantly, anxious to get the information, but knowing that Remus wasn't going to start telling him until they were settled. He quickly went up stairs, showing Hermione the room she would be staying in and putting his trunk in his own room before he raced down the stairs again, only to wait for Remus and Sirius to come back. After five minutes Harry was about to go upstairs again to see what was taking them so long when Sirius enter the room followed by Remus, who had his wand out pointing at Sirius's back.

"You can put that away now Moony, we're here," Sirius grumbled at his friend.

"Why are you pointing your wand at Sirius?" Hermione asked.

"Because I found him wasting time upstairs and this was the only way for him to come down in the next fifteen minutes," Remus answered. "He seemed to think it would be funny."

"You're not fun anymore, Moony," Sirius complained. "I was just trying to teach my dearest Harry the art of patience."

"Which you have none of," Remus said dryly. "Now I believe you're waiting to get some answers Harry," he added looking at Harry and everyone seemed to become serious.

"Yes," Harry nodded his head.

"As Sirius has informed you, we still aren't allowed to tell you much about what Voldemort has been up to lately, other than he has yet to attack openly and that he is currently using most of his time recruiting more people to follow him," Remus said.

"And what are we doing to stop him?" Harry asked.

"Basically the same thing," Remus answered. "Trying to get people to join us, organizing those we can trust to prevent Voldemort from making successful plans. I'm sorry, but I can't go into more detail than that."

Harry frowned; Remus hadn't really told him anything that he couldn't figure out himself.

"I know you are disappointed, Harry," Remus sighed before taking a deep breath and steeled himself to say something that he knew Harry wouldn't like to hear. "The reason why I can't tell you more Harry is because of your connection with Voldemort."

"My connection …" Harry started to repeat, not sure what Remus meant at first, but then he felt as if he had been punched in the stomach and he was trying to remember how to breath, as he reached up to rub his scar without consciously thinking about doing so.

"Remember your dreams last year, Harry?" Sirius said and Harry nodded his head.

"We believe that you were actually seeing into Voldemort's mind through the connection you had with him since you were one," Remus said.

"You mean Dumbledore believes this," Harry said, wanting to make sure he understood completely.

"Dumbledore did voice his opinion about this, and I agree," Remus confirmed. "He also believes that the connection between you two will be stronger than ever … which unfortunately we know is true because your scar has been hurting you so much already this summer."

"But I haven't had any dreams …" Harry said, well except for the ones about the graveyard, but he was sure those were his own.

"Now that Voldemort is back, things will be different," Sirius said.

"But Dumbledore believes you will still be able to experience Voldemort's feelings and sometimes see into his mind whenever he is particularly emotional." Remus added.

Harry shared a look with Hermione at this point, and he knew that she was thinking the same thing he was at this moment, which he wish she hadn't been. When he turned back to Remus and Sirius he said, "You think it can be reversed … that if I can see into his mind … he can see into mine."

"Yes, that is what we think," Remus said gravely.

"But we also believe that Voldemort doesn't know about the connection yet," Sirius added on quickly.

"But you're still not going to tell me anything because you don't think my mind is safe," Harry said, then he thought about everything he already knew, secrets that would be horrible if Voldemort found out he knew about them. "But it's already too late …"

"Harry relax," Remus said in an even tone, "I need you to take a deep breath … count to ten … do whatever you need, but please relax yourself."

Harry did as Remus said trying to calm down as much as he could.

"None of us are sure how the connection between you two work, but it's reasonable to believe that if his emotions allow you to see into his mind, that your extreme emotions will do the same," Remus informed him.

"Then you can never tell me anything," Harry said dejectedly. "I'm emotional all the time."

"I know Harry, but there is a way for you to control yourself and block out your mind from others," Remus said. "It won't be easy, but I know you can do anything you put your mind to."

"Maybe," Harry said, "but what about now?"

"Like I said, Voldemort doesn't know about this connection yet, and it's our hope that he never will," Sirius said. "We are just trying to be cautions."

"As to the information you already know about," Remus said, "it would be best if you try not to think about it. The connection you have is not likely going to allow Voldemort to see all you know."

"Are you sure about this?" Harry asked.

"As much as we can be considering the unique quality of the connection," Remus said.

"Okay," Harry sighed.

Remus said, "Now to help you keep your mind closed off as much as it can be to Voldemort, I'm going to have to give you lessons in Occlumency."