"Ginny, I know you don't want to leave him, but you at least have to change and take a shower," Hermione exclaimed.  Three days after Harry's rescue and he still hadn't woken up. True to her promise Ginny had not left him.  She was still in the same clothes she had been when the "rescue squad" had gone to his house.

            "But..." Ginny started.

            "No, Ginny.  Ron and I will stay with Harry.  Besides when does wake up do you really want him to see you covered in HIS blood?" seeing Ginny sigh and shake her head, "I didn't think so.  Your mum is waiting for you in the Tower – she has clothes for you." Ginny set off, practically running down the hallway – not wanting to waste anytime.  Hermione turned to face Ron who was lounging on a couch near Harry's bed.

            "I don't know how you do that. It's taken me three days just to get her to take a nap every now and then," Ron praised. 

            Hermione just shrugged. "So where's Mrs. Du… I mean Ms. Evans?"

            "Professor McGonagall and Professor Dumbledore are talking to her up in the headmaster's office.  They're trying to figure out what to do."  Ron informed his new girlfriend.  Seeing Harry like this and hearing what he had told Ginny, the two stubborn Gryffindors had realized that their continuous fighting had been a cover for their true affections.  Under normal circumstances they would be basking in the glow of the new relationship, but now they just wanted their best friend to wake up. They also didn't want to make it too obvious in front of Ginny. 

            "I see.  Well I suspect that she has to be feeling guilty and scared. I mean all this time she scared to death of magic and now she's right in the midst of it," Hermione said.

            "Yeah. Mum said that she would probably need some time adjusting.  I think she's gonna live at the Burrow for a bit – learn some about the wizarding world and than Professor Dumbledore is gonna help her get set up in the Muggle world with a new life and stuff like that."

            "Sounds good.  Hey Ron – would you run down to library for me? I forgot my bookbag…"

            "Sure Mione." Ron said looking at his girlfriend. He left after giving her small kiss. Mione turned to Harry. This was the first time she had been alone with the friend she had come to regard as her brother.

            "Harry. Please wake up. We all love you and miss you very much," she pleaded. 

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            "Albus it's been two weeks.  Ginny, Ron and Hermione are living in the infirmary.  You should see 'em; they have half the library in there. What between doing their summer work and researching ways to wake him up.  Madame Pomphrey is at her wits end – she's gonna have to check herself into her own ward pretty soon.  None of us, including Severus and Minerva, can concentrate.  Harry is having nightmares much more frequently now…" Remus complained.  Nothing had changed in Harry's condition except for the nightmares.

            "I know. I feel horrible," the much-loved headmaster looked very old to Remus at this point.  "Had I known… Well I am sorry this happened.  I think…" he got a distant look on his face, but then shrugged it off.  "Remus I asked you to come up here for a reason.  Someone visited me today with an idea of how to help Harry," hearing this Remus got excited, but Dumbledore raised his hand, "But it could be tricky and will mean doing something that is very questionable. But know that I completely trust this person and think that we should at least try."

            Dumbledore's warning had dampened his enthusiasm, but if it could help Harry. "Well what is it? Where is this person?

            "I'm right behind you Remus."

            Remus jerked. That voice. It can't be… He hadn't heard that voice in almost 16 years. Remus turned around to see a ghost from the past come alive – standing now in front of him was a short petite woman with long straight brown hair and very familiar eyes.

            "Hi Remus," said the woman.  After a few seconds of silence, "Well say something… please," she said fidgeting under his gaze.

            "…I…What… Angela?" Remus had to sit down. Of all the things he had been expecting, a friend lost long ago suddenly standing in front of him was certainly not one of them.

            "Yeah its me," she said coming to kneel down in front of him.  She was nervous – she hadn't seen Remus in so very long. She knew he was bound to have questions. She touched his face and looked in his eyes. "It's me Remus." He looked at her and then they both smiled and pulled each other into a hug. "I have an idea on how to help Harry," she said breaking the hug.

            This got Remus out of his stupor, "What is it?"

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An hour and an explanation later…

"Okay I think I agree, but I'm not the only one you have to convince.   There are three very protective and smart children downstairs that don't know you, that you are going to have to convince.  It won't be easy."  Remus knew their first reaction would be 'no,' especially after what Voldemort had done to Harry this past year and what had happened to Sirius because of it.  Besides convincing the three, something else has bothering Remus.

"Angela?  Do you know about… the truth about Sirius?" Remus asked.

Angela's eyes suddenly went dark, clouded with pain and memories.  "Yeah. Granddad told me at the end of Harry's third year.  I know what happened," her voice calm but very very cold.  "I know I have a lot of explaining to do and I will.  You and Harry deserve to know, but I'll have to explain to everyone else to, so I really don't wanna to say the same story fifty times…"

Remus looked at Angela, who at the moment had a far away look in her eyes and her hands on her stomach.  Remus couldn't believe that she was sitting there; sitting there in the very office they had spent so much time in. The one girl who had tamed the heart of the wild dog Sirius – whom he had thought would be a permanent bachelor – she was here, and if possible even more American than when she had first entered his life.  He knew Angela as well as he had known James and Sirius… he could see the pain in her eyes, but also the nervousness and… something else.  She was hiding something. 

"Well okay. I understand… Well let's get this done with." Remus shrugged.  This is gonna be interesting he thought as the three of them left the Headmasters office and made their way down to the Infirmary.