Hey, sorry for the delay of the chapter! School gets in the way of my fanfiction so much! This story is only going to be like 3 or 4 more chapters, so I will try and get it typed and out to you as soon as I can! I have a new Sirius, James story that I'm working on, but I won't start posting that until I have most of it written and typed! I don't own Harry Potter, J.K.Rowling does! Thank you for the reviews!

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"Harry knows a little trick," George continued.


"We didn't teach it to him so he could escape from the house," Fred said quickly. "But for when he was at the Dursleys, they use to lock him up."

"We swear."

"We would never teach him a thing to put him in danger," Fred looked around, his eyes stopped at Remus.

"What does Harry know?" Remus asked thinking that whatever the twins taught him was not a good thing.

"He knows how to pick locks," George said quietly. "The Muggle way."


Remus put a hand to his head. He groaned. "I didn't even think of that."

"Well that's not bad is it?" Mr. Weasley asked. "They still won't open."

"Well."

"Er, you see, we gave Harry a secret gift, we invented magical picks, to unlock doors locked with magic," George looked around nervously.

There was another round of groans from the two adults.

"We're sorry, but the Dursleys, they locked him up, he had to know," Fred defended them. "And he gets himself into such tight situations, he has to have all the tools he needs."

"I understand boys," he sighed. "Let's go search for Harry then, I think in the forest. He wouldn't have gone far, not without his wand."

Ron went with Remus, leaving the twins with Mr. Weasley. When they got to the forest, they went in their separate directions. Ron and Remus were silent at first. Remus was looking around; he was sure that Harry would cover himself with the cloak, and hoped that he might be careless and not cover himself completely.

"Remus, how was Harry doing? He was distant at the end of last year," Ron asked him as they walked along. It was now Harry's birthday and he hadn't talked to him or seen him since the train ride. He like Hermione and the Order was worried about Harry, so much had happened to him.

"Well he took Sirius' death hard but he was doing better. When he first came to the house, I was able to get him to eat and open up to me a little bit, but suddenly he reversed back to what he was at the beginning of the summer. Something must have happened, he must have had a dream that upset him."

"His problem is he doesn't open up to us," Ron sighed. "He doesn't trust anyone really, and then once he thinks one of us could be in trouble…" Ron let that statement fall.

Remus nodded, "You must remember though Ron, at the Dursleys, they taught him never to reveal pain or weakness. It hurts me to think of the life he had."

"He takes the whole saving thing a little too far," Ron shrugged.

"He has lost so much already, he just wants to keep everyone close to him safe," Remus sighed. "Oh Harry, why do you need to put all the responsibility on yourself?" He said out loud.

They were silent again as they walked. Remus' mind was troubled, what if something happened to Harry, what if someone found him other than him or the Weasleys? Why did he leave… what made him think he couldn't talk to him? Had he failed him again?

"Remus?" Ron asked.

"Yes?" Remus looked at Ron.

"Will Harry ever be all right after losing Sirius?"

Remus sighed, "In such a short time, they learned to trust and love each other. I'm a connection to his parents, as Sirius was, but Sirius was the first person who was able to offer Harry a home, away from the Dursleys. He was James' best friend, Harry learned to trust Sirius completely… it will take time Ron, but with the help of his friends he might."

"It seems so strange, they didn't even know each other that well."

"No one fully knew Sirius Black, I was still in awe over some things in his life, he was tough Ron. Sirius kept a lot from Harry, but that's not really the point. Its hard for you Ron to understand their connection, you grew up in a loving family with so many siblings, but Harry, he's been on his own since he was 1 years old. Losing Sirius was like losing his parents all over again, but this time he actually knew them. He has no memory of Lily and James, he was too young of course, and Sirius gave him that connection."

"Why does everything happen to Harry?"

"I wish I knew Ron, I wish I knew," Remus sighed. Why did everything happen to Harry?

The sun was now high in the sky. Remus reckoned the hour was about 1pm, time for the birthday party to start. He hoped Dumbledore had contacted all those invited and told them it was postponed. What a day for you to leave Harry… on your birthday! Did he ever remember it was his birthday? A pang of guilt hit him; it made him sad to think he forgot his birthday sometimes. Where are you Harry? Remus thought.

They kept walking. Remus wondered if the others had found him. No, they would contact him if they did. He sighed and kept walking. They walked for another few hours. Both Ron and Remus were getting tired but the thought of Harry out alone in the forest possibly hurt kept them walking.

"Ron look," Remus stopped. He saw something.

Ron looked around, "What?"

Remus started to run though without another word. He ran toward a tree, he had seen something at the bottom of the trunk.

"Its Harry," Remus called back to Ron. He fell to his knees in front of the tree. He had seen a part of a shoe, he was sure of it. If Remus hadn't known that Harry had the Invisibility Cloak, he would have thought the object was just a forgotten shoe, but he knew better. He was a Marauder though, and he knew when an Invisibility Cloak was being used. Remus touched the shoe, and then tried to find the Cloak. He did so feeling his stomach in his throat; what if Harry was dead or hurt? He pulled the Cloak off.

"I just thought that was junk," Ron came over.

"I'm not a Marauder for nothing," Remus looked up at him and gave him a childish grin. They both looked down at Harry. "He doesn't look hurt." He said inspecting the sleeping Harry.

Remus got up and picked up the sleepy newly 16-year-old boy. "I really have to get some food in this boy." He sighed, Harry was light in his arms.

"Mum will do that for you," Ron laughed. He stopped remembering his mother's reaction that morning. "Sorry."

"It's fine Ron," Remus sighed. He coughed, "Let me contact your father. Here, Ron, touch my ring." He held out his right hand to Ron. With Harry in his arms, he couldn't do it himself. Ron touched it.

"Arthur Weasley." He waited, and then they both heard Mr. Weasley's voice coming from the ring. "Arthur, we have him!" Remus said to the ring.

"You do? Good, we were getting worried! How is he?"

"He's still sleeping, I don't think he's hurt. He didn't have the Cloak covering one of his shoes, that is how we found him!"

"Meet you back at the house?" Mr. Weasley's voice asked.

"Yes," Remus looked at Ron and he tapped the ring again. Ron looked at him, "Yes that is one of the ways the Order contacts each other. We have more ways of communicating with each other than fireplaces."

Ron nodded.

"Don't tell anyone," Remus warned in a teacher like voice.

"I won't," Ron promised.

Remus shifted Harry in his arms and took out the Portkey. He held it out to Ron and they both touched it, and they were both gone.