After leaving the bathroom Harry walked around the still stunned couple, grabbed the slightly less, but still angry Dark Lord, and headed down to the Great hall to get lunch. Harry wasn't lying when he said he didn't know the last time he ate, and the thought that a little food wouldn't do any harm. As a human Tom was much like his bunny form, extremely thin, and in need of many meals. In bunny form he wasn't much better, but the thick fluffy fur did a lot to hide it. Heading to his usual seat Harry put Tom down next to his plate, then gathered up some baby carrots, lettuce and grape tomatoes for Tom, before filling his own plate with a roast beef sandwich, a turkey sandwich, and of plenty crisps. Tom started to glare at Harry, before realizing that this is what someone would feed a bunny, and that it would look even weirder if Harry had given him anything else. Not that it mattered much in the end, Tom was happy to eat something that was fresh, not to mention clean, and for a bonus it actually tasted good. Unlike the food he had been eating, most of it coming out of rubbish bins, thought he wasn't proud of it, he had to eat, one way or another.

Despite the lunch he was given Tom was having a rather nice time. It felt good to be back in the castle, it had always felt like home to him. The sentient magic of the castle had welcomed him the second he had first walked onto the grounds as a child, and had continued to do over the years. When he had to leave for good when he graduated it was one of the saddest days of his life, up till then at least.

They both basked in the silence, enjoying their respective meals, that was until Ron and Hermione finally showed up.

"Harry, why did you leave without us?"

"I didn't know I had to wait for you. Besides both me and the bunny were hungry."

"You don't have too, but we always go to lunch together," said Hermione, in her usual bossy, I know what's best voice. "I mean it's fine if you want to do things all alone."

Both Harry and Tom knew she was trying to play on Harry's fears. Except for the bindings on his natural powers and magic, the spells and potions that were on him they didn't really affect his personality until he was brought into the wizarding word, and even then they only affected it slightly. So Harry still had the same fears now that he did before he even heard of Hogwarts, like never having friends, everyone thinking he was a freak. Now without the spells and what not, it was so easy to see the not so subtle manipulations that they were using, now that the spells weren't affecting his brain. Harry tried not to let it bug him, but they were fears he'd had even since he figured out that he wouldn't fit in, that his family never liked him because he was different, and always would be. And even the fact that he now knew what they were trying to do didn't stop the words from affecting him, though he knew even without them trying to manipulate him and being under Dumbledore's orders he wouldn't want friends like them. That he would rather be alone and lonely forever than have fake friends, fake friends were worse than no friends. Though Harry now guessed he kind of had a new friend, even if he was "evil" or everyone though he was evil.

"I think I will, after all we do have five essay's to turn in on Monday, and I think I had better start on them after I finish eating." With that final word Harry turned back to his half eaten lunch and continued eating, while Tom gave the pair the darkest glare he could give, with the face of a bunny anyway.

Behind Harry's back Ron and Hermione couldn't help but give each other the most bewildered stairs, turning their gazes back to Harry they were going to speak again but were put off by the bunny that was giving them the harshest death glare they had seen. Shooting Dumbledore significant looks, they moved down the table and started eating their lunch, while still keeping an eye on Harry. At least on Hermione's part, Ron had started to drool the second he stepped into the hall, and had quickly started to devour everything in arm's reach the second he had the chance to.

Dumbledore wasn't the only one to catch the Golden Trio's conversation, the people around them did, as well as one Potion's Master had seen the transaction, as well as the look the two of them had given the Headmaster. His face morphed into one of shock not that anyone was able to tell, it looked more like a small sneer, which was much more common to see on his face than one of shock.

Draco Malfoy didn't have that problem though, the shock on his face was plain for everyone who was looking to see. He had expected to never see Potter again, alive at least. The Dark Lord wanted to kill him right? So why was he alive and in the middle of the Great hall, with a little black bunny no less, and from the looks of things was arguing with his best friends. He thought nothing could come between them, so why were they fighting so strongly about? Did it have to do with why he was still alive? The Dark Lord said he would be getting a message or visit from his father in the next few days, so he decided to wait and watch, if anything else strange happened he wanted to be able to tell his father all about it. And Draco felt he wouldn't have to wait long for that something to happen.

HP/FG-TW

After finishing the rest of his lunch undisturbed, Harry took Tom and walked around the castle until he was sure no one was following him and went to one of the abandoned classrooms near where he had found the Mirror of Erised. There he pulled a roast beef sandwich he had snuck away out of his pocket, he had seen Tom looking at his with longing and decided to grab him one.

"No one should find us here. You should be safe enough to transform back."

"How did you know I wanted one of those?" Tom asked as he morphed back into his human self, mouth watering at the sight of the fresh and still warm roast beef sandwich.

"I recognised to look you had in your eye when you saw mine, and I figured you could use more to eat than the veggies I grabbed for you earlier." Harry turned around and pulled a sheet off of one of the lightly moth eaten sofas that was crowded on the side of the room, giving it a few taps to get rid of some of the dust Harry sat down and watched amused as Tom dug into the sandwich.

Despite the sandwiches larger size Tom lemented it's end, even with the large for a bunny helping of vegetables Tom hadn't eaten a good sized anything in weeks. When he was still in Albania he had eaten everything he could get his hands on while healing, but once he deemed himself strong enough to he started to make his way back to England. That proved to be a whole new issue. He had been in Albania for a few years and knew where to find food, but once he started traveling, food, let alone anything close to a proper meal, were few and very far between. The most food he had gotten was usually in bunny form and while food was easier to find, his stomach as a bunny was small, not to mention what he found as a bunny, most of it couldn't be eaten while he was human.

"I can get you some more food at dinner, or I don't know how but the Weasley Twins can always seem to get food, I could ask them to get me some. Unlike Ron I know I can trust them. They aren't as Light as the rest of their family, but they hide it well. Not to mention everyone underestimates them, they are huge jokers, and because of that that's all anyone seems to think they're good at or interested in. But their marvelous at potions, transfiguration, and charms."

Harry and Tom spent the rest of the day in the abandoned room, Tom showing Harry a few useful charms, like Accio, Revilio, and a few others he thought could be useful. They didn't leave until just before dinner, where Harry snuck two dinner rolls, and a nice sized slice of honeyed ham into a napkin.

After dinner they headed back up to the dorm where Harry watched out in the dorm room, so Tom could eat his ham and rolls in the bathroom away from prying eyes. They both went to bed early, Harry setting a personal alarm on his wand to wake them up around midnight, one that wouldn't wake anyone else in the dorm up.

HP/FG-TW

It was quite alarming to wake up to a loud unfamiliar whistling, only to see a bunny less than an inch from your face. Scrambling up Harry backed away from the bunny, which didn't work seeing as said bunny was sitting on his chest, causing the bunny to tumble off and onto the bed.

As Harry got dressed Tom turned back into a human and asked, "will you be coming with me when I leave?"

"Me?" Asked Harry as he nearly dropped his trousers in shock at the question.

"Yes, you. Harry you should have never been raised they way you were, treated that way, kept away from the world you belong in, let alone by those horrible muggles. I want you to come with me, you have no need to worry about your education, I will make sure you will learn all that you can. And above all I promise never to use you like Dumbledore had tried, to control your life. I want you to be happy and safe, something I am sure you will never be here with Dumbledore and his side. They will always try and make you into something your not. So please I ask you to come with me, to allow me to give you what you should have always had." Tom was nervous, he knew he had gained some trust from Harry but trusting him, and going away with him were two different things. That and Harry was Fenrir's Mate, Fenrir would never be able to leave his Mate behind, let alone with Dumbledore.

"Yes I'll come with you," Harry wanted what Tom was offering so bad that he wouldn't have been able to say no even if he wanted to.

Harry gathered up his invisibility cloak, wand, and packed his truck with all of his belongings and shrunk it, then he slipped it into his pocket.

"Is that what I think it is?!" Asked Tom, eyes wide open staring at the cloak, awe clear on the thin wizards face.

"Yes, it's an invisibility cloak. It used to belong to my father. I got it for Christmas this year, the note that came with it said my father had lended it to the person before he died, and they felt it was time it was returned to me now that I was old enough."

Grabbing Tom after he had turned back into a bunny, Harry put the cloak on and headed to the owlery. Once there he found Hedwig and told her to wait at the edge of the forest for him. He and Tom quickly headed to the third floor, Tom had already knew the way around Fluffy. One of the charms Tom had taught Harry earlier was a music charm, that conjured a magical instrument that would play itself. Unfortunately the more skilled you were at conjuring, or the more practice you had, you could conjure more types instruments, and ones that played the music better. Harry only having less than an hour of practice could only conjure a maraca that didn't play any discernible tune, but Tom deemed it good enough for what they needed. Sure he could have used Harry's wand but with how weak he was, and the fact that it was Harry's wand, even if they did have wands that were so similar they were interchangeable, he let Harry cast the spell.

The maraca wasn't all that good but it did a good enough job to put the dog to sleep, and the three headed dog was snoring away in seconds. With the dog out of the way Tom transformed back, and the two of them looked around the small room. After his fifth circle around the room Harry was about to give up when he saw something about part of the wall, it wasn't much and didn't really do anything but there was something off about it, it wasn't any regular wall.

"Over here, I think I found something."

"What is it?" Tom asked as he walked around the still sleeping cerberus.

"The wall. There's something wrong with it, I think I saw it move."

"It moved?"

"Well not exactly," Harry scratched his head. "It didn't look right, like it wasn't solid."

Tom looked at the wall for a while, before touching the wall. He moved his hand back and forth, running it over the wall, on one pass half of his hand seemed to disappear into the wall.

"What was that," Harry exclaimed.

"It's an illusion. There must be a door or something in this wall, whatever it is it's hiding part of the real wall. I don't know what though, I can't feel anything but a smooth wall... Try and use Revelio it could either show us what spell or ward was used, or even show us what's behind the part of the wall that's hidden."

"Revelio."

It was like a thick fog clearing the way the spell cleared the illusion off the wall. It stuck out like a sore thumb, heavy and stone the door was like very few others in the castle, having been switched out for lighter, newer wooden doors.

Despite its weight, the door opened easily, a long and touch lit hallway lay behind it. With one look behind at the three headed dog, to make sure it was still sleeping, they stepped into the hallway and towards the next obstacle on their way to the stone.