Unspoken
by Teddylonglong

Please refer to chapter 1 for my disclaimer and warnings. Thank you.

Christmas was a joyful event, and each member of Harry's extended family enjoyed it greatly.

However, when Harry and Connie readied themselves to travel to the Unspeakables' office the following morning, intending to spend the whole week of Christmas holidays at the Unspeakables' office, James took them aside, wearing a grave expression.

"Harry, have you ever heard of Horcruxes?"

"Eh, no?"

"It's the foulest kind of dark magic I can imagine." James sighed, before he told his son and daughter-in-law everything that he knew about Horcruxes. "Team 5 is intensely researching them, as Raros witnessed how Voldemort made one of them. He even managed to steal and destroy one. One of the goblins, who is working for the Unspeakables, is said to have destroyed another Horcrux, which the goblins found in a vault at Gringotts. However, there are others, probably about four or five more."

"All right." Harry shook his head in confusion, wondering why James was telling him about his team's research.

"From what Dumbledore told your mother… Lily," he corrected himself upon noticing that Harry's eyes narrowed, "he might have unintentionally created another Horcrux, when he killed Lily and me. According to Dumbledore, that Horcrux is hidden behind your scar."

Harry chuckled. "All right, Dad. That sounds extremely plausible, especially as he did not manage to kill you and that I don't have my scar anymore ever since I returned from saving your lives."

"You what?" James stared at him in apparent confusion. "Your scar is gone, and no one noticed it?"

Harry smirked, as he raised his fringe. "Knowing how everyone knew about my scar, Rebecca laid a charm onto my forehead to display the scar for everyone to see. However, it's not there anymore, and Lucy has told me that the residue of dark magic she could feel coming from my forehead is gone, ever since I returned from the past. So, Dad, just relax. I am not a Horcrux."

"Thank Merlin," Connie uttered, pulling him into a light hug. "I love you, Harry."

James shook his head, grinning at his son. "You're worse than any of us Marauders were. Marrying at the age of five."

"I'm glad he did." Connie smiled.

"Yeah, me, too. Dad, just tell me, how were your grades in your first year? According to Minerva, I was first of my class in all our tests, and I would be on the second place if Connie had been able to take the test with us."

"Well, that sounds more like your mother than like me." James smirked.

"Both your mothers." Connie grinned. "Did Hermione make the second place?"

Harry nodded. "I hope she won't be upset that she didn't make it to the first place. Draco was third and Neville fourth."

"Cool." Connie looked happy, although Harry realised that her smile did not reach her eyes.

'I really have to make more effort researching how to give Connie magic,' he resolved. During the last few months, he had concentrated on his broom work and his Potions studies, as he intended to take the Potions mastery exam at the end of the following summer.

"When is the full moon?" he suddenly remembered to ask.

"Tomorrow night," James informed him.

'I just hope that Remus won't transform,' he thought, even if he knew that it was highly unlikely that their newest concoction with the added drops of his blood would manage to cure the werewolf.

James remained pensive for a moment, before he enquired, "Harry, you said you managed the complete transformation into your doggy form, didn't you?"

Harry nodded and swiftly transformed into his canine form, much to Lucy's delight, who immediately attacked him from his side in a mock fight.

"We, that is everyone who is an Animagus, are going to accompany him into the forest around his house in our Animagi forms. Do you wish to join us?"

=Yes!= Harry fiercely nodded his head and after a short apology to Lucy transformed back. "Of course, I want to join you."

"James, it's not dangerous for Harry, is it?" Connie's voice was laced with concern.

"No, not at all."

'I still hope that he won't transform at all,' Harry thought, although he did his best to not get his hopes up.

HP

After a day of studying at the Unspeakables' office, Harry returned home for dinner, before he popped Lucy and himself right in front of Remus' house.

'I look forward to a proper dog fight with you and your dogfather,' Lucy thought to him, 'but remember that we can't fight a wild wolf. He's too powerful.'

'No, we won't fight him,' Harry reassured her. 'We only want to keep him company. We only fight among us doggies.'

However, to everyone's delight, there was no wild wolf in the forest behind Sirius' and Remus' houses that night. The full moon rose, and everyone looked at Remus, who stared at the full moon with apparent apprehension; however, he did not transform but remained in his human form.

When he was still in his human form at midnight, everyone transformed back, and a house-elf brought an assortment of delicacies for an impromptu party, which lasted until the early morning. By the time everyone readied themselves to leave, Remus was tear-stricken.

"I still can't believe it, and I'll spend the night of the next full moon here in the forest again just to be sure that I won't transform, even if I already knew from the lack of side-effects from the approaching moon that I was cured. I can't thank you enough, Lily, Rebecca, Artemis and Harry, for curing me."

"Remus, will you accompany me to the Unspeakables' office? I'll take you to one of our healers and have them check on you. They'll surely be able to tell if you're still suffering from lycanthropy."

Remus nodded. "Thank you, Harry. I appreciate it."

While everyone else returned to their respective homes, Harry popped Remus and Lucy into the Unspeakables office to receive confirmation from the healers that Remus had efficiently been cured from lycanthropy.

"Thank you, Harry. That's the best Christmas present I ever received," Remus sobbed.

"You're welcome." Harry smirked. "And now, let me take you home to tell Mum the good news."

"Harry, wait." Remus smirked, as he glanced at his wristwatch. "Do you know when the shops at Diagon Alley open?"

Harry shrugged. "Sorry, but how would I know such a thing?"

"I'd love to buy a ring for Regina."

Harry grinned broadly. "Are you going to propose to her? She'll be beyond happy, and you won't need a ring. Your propose will top everything else anyway, and if you're going to marry her, you'll be the Lord Lestrange and will have the ring that matches the Lady Lestrange's ring anyway. Come, let's go."

Together with Lucy and his godfather, he popped home, where the members of the extended family were waiting for them in apparent expectation.

"Mum, I believe that Remus wishes to speak with you in private," he uttered, grinning happily.

Everyone stared after the obviously happy couple, when Regina led Remus into the dining room, firmly closing the door behind them.

"Harry?" Lily voiced what everyone seemed to think, as Harry felt all eyes on himself.

"We did it. He's cured from lycanthropy, and he's just proposing to Mum."

tbc...?

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