A/N: Here's another chapter. Enjoy:)))

Chapter 108: Grimmauld Place

The house wasn't very different compared to the last time I saw it, but Sirius was obviously much happier then when we left tof school. He was almost skipping instead of walking when he came to the door to help me with my luggage.

"Welcome back." He said, and enveloped me in a hug.

"Si-Sirius, you're crushing me."

"I'm just so happy that all of you are coming back. I was worried about, you know, I mean, after the Ministry and , you took a pretty nasty hit. All of you got hurt there and I didn't really get to talk to you much and see how you're holding up. If I would've been there to talk to you through the Floo, it wouldn't have happened. Besides, it's awful to live with Kreacher and the screaming portrait of mother for so much, even the most antisocial person would start missing people."

"I can only imagine. And I can't believe that you're blaming yourself for what happened. If I remembered about the mirrors, we wouldn't have gotten there. But let's not talk about that, it's over, were fine, they're in Azkaban and that's that; for the moment at least." I stopped talking and took a deep breath; it wasn't doing us any good to talk about that. " Now, I assume I'm staying in the same room as last time? With Ginny and Hermione?"

"Yes, let me help with the trunk."

"Thanks."

"Your scar is almost gone I see."

"What scar?"

"The..." he gestured towards his forehead, clearly not wanting to say it out loud. I couldn't blame him, it was an awful experience for everyone involved.

"Oh, yeah, Madame Pomfrey found a balm recipe in a book in her personal library. It's going to fade until it's gone."

"That's great, do you think it could, ummm..."

"Heal Remus? I don't know what to say, you know that werewolf induced wounds never fully heal. We could try though. Oh, here's my stop. Thanks for helping me."

"Don't mention it. I'm just glad you're back."

He left and let me settle in. It didn't take much time, but I decided to stay in the room; I had to find out what Draco was up to. He didn't have the Mark yet and nothing especially bad happened, yet; but it was the little things that I couldn't sense. I only knew he was scared and sometimes angry, but that was about it. We at least were safe in Sirius' house, behind secrecy spells and loads of curses for anyone who tried to force entry. But he and his mother were in danger. Blaise and Theo only had their mothers and their families weren't especially close to Voldemort, but Dray would be forced to pay for Lucius' failure.

But he wasn't answering, or even saying anything at all. Eventually, I stopped, deciding to give him some space, maybe he wasn't feeling well.

The days leading up to Harry's arrival flew past. We didn't have much to do, except keep each other company. Fred and George were still on Diagon Alley, due to their shop being one of the few still open, and the fact that they had an "unexpected success". But let's face it, people needed a comic relief in times like this. Still, them not being with us was saddening, and we were starting to feel their absence even more than we did back at Hogwarts, especially Hermione; she was spending hours on end almost everyday surrounded by parchment scrolls, quills and ink bottles, writing letters to Fred and reading the ones she got from him. By this point, Mrs Weasley didn't even bother to tell her to wash her hands to get rid of the ink stains on her hands, and sometimes face from when she fell asleep with her head in her hand. I don't think I ever realized how much they really cared for each other. Fred's letters(just as long as Mione's) always came with flowers or small gifts.

One day, Sev Apparated in front of the house, out of the blue. We didn't expect him, and I was the most surprised, as I thought he was in a secret mission. As it turned, out, he finished it.

"Can I talk to my goddaughter? In private." he said in a monotone voice, as soon as he walked through the door.

We went in the ancestral tree room and closed the door.

"What is it? Did something happen?"

"I'm here to talk to you about a matter concerning Draco. Dumbledore, Minerva and I talked and we have decided to take him and his mother away from the manor the night after he receives the Mark. Until then, the Dark Lord will have them under supervision to make sure he doesn't cower away. We will make it look like they've been kidnapped. They won't be found here."

"And the others? Have you told them? "

"No, other than the four of us, nobody knows, and we'd like to keep it that way." he gave me a meaningful look "we don't want the information to get out. All mail is thoroughly checked. So please keep it to yourself."

"Well, this won't get out, but after that? They'll make his life here hell."

"I'm sorry, but safety is more important than comfort in this case. Besides, you are here and know the truth, don't you?"

"I suppose. Thanks for coming all the way here to tell me about this."

"Well, that's not the only reason. Dumbledore sent me here to deliver another message as well. He's going to your aunt and uncle's house to get...Potter. And he says that you're more than welcome to go with him if you want, considering the fact that you never met them. Of course, I don't see why you would want t-"

"I'll go. I want to meet them, after all that they did. I can't run away from them my whole life. When?"

"Tomorrow night. He'll meet you at half past eight right outside the house. I'll go now. Stay safe."

"Always. And, umm, I know you made the plan to save them, but have you managed to talk to Draco or Narcissa? Surely they are wherever Voldemort is."

"No, but I saw them. They aren't in the ideal situation, but they're fine; at least for now. "

"Thanks. Don't forget to tell Dumbledore what I decided. "

"I will."

After Sev left, I went to the kitchen and was ambushed as soon as I closed the door.

"What did he want?"

"Are you going back to Hogwarts."

"I thought that prrrofessorr didn't like anyone. Why was he herre?"

"Was it about you know who?"

"Ok everyone, calm down! He just told me that I can go with Dumbledore to get Harry tomorrow."

"But, that means you'll meet them."

"I know. I have to, at someone point. Better sooner than later. Now, can you all please stop staring at me and sit at the table? I can't be the only one who's hungry, and we can't let Mrs Weasley's excellent cooking waste. "

Now all I had to do was wait for the next day to come, and hope for the best.