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It was about two days after the previous events. Remus was still angry that Vernon Dursley had denied all knowledge of knowing Harry after realising the truth. It hadn't deterred him from wanting to see Harry, in fact it had achieved exactly the opposite. Remus was now even more desperate to see Harry.
He apparated to Privet Drive, but this time didn't go straight up to the Dursley's house. He was about to knock on the door on their next door neighbour, just to check if Harry was well treated, when the Dursley's door opened and Harry himself walked out.
He walked up the road quite slowly followed closely behind by Remus. Harry after about five minutes stopped when he reached what appeared to be the local park, he walked in the gates and sat down on a bench in quiet, slightly wooded area. Harry pulled out a moth eaten book out of the bag on his back, and started to read it. Remus hesitated before walking over to him, Harry wouldn't even remember who he was. He'd just think he was some strange man, probably a pervert who was going to kidnap him. He walked over anyway and sat on the seat next to Harry.
"What are you reading?" He asked timidly, waiting for the boy's reaction. Harry looked up at him, Remus was thrown for a minute when he saw Lily's eyes looking back at him, even though it was exactly what he had expected to see two days ago. He just hadn't seen those eyes for so many years, it was almost painful.
"Are you talking to me?" Harry replied.
"Yeah." Remus replied, "is it good?" Harry lifted the book cover up so that Remus could read it. "The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe by C.S.Lewis, I've read that as well, when I was younger, do you like it?"
Harry nodded. "I've read it before and the other books out of the school library, Uncle Vernon won't let any books to do with magic in the house." He stopped.
"Why's that?" Remus asked, knowing the answer Harry would give before he even said it.
"He doesn't believe in magic, he says its stupid."
Remus looked at Harry, "do you believe in magic?" Harry paused.
"I don't know I know how magicians do their tricks and that's not magic."
"You're right there, but what about other magic, you know like broomsticks, dragons and witches and wizards?"
"Maybe, but there can't be witches and wizards around today, can there? That's just stupid." Remus almost laughed.
"You'd be surprised." He replied, " So you've never believed all that stuff about spells that can turn you into frogs?" Harry thought for a minute before shaking his head. "What kind of magic do you believe in then?"
"Not the Peter Pan sort, with pixie dust."
"How about the Narnia type?"
"What with secret worlds? I've never walked into something and found myself in a different world."
"Ah, but do you believe in it?"
"I don't know." Harry stopped and put the book in his bag, "I've got to go, and I'm not meant to talk to strangers." He got up and walked away from the bench. Remus watched him go.
"But I'm not a stranger Harry." He said softly under his breath.
Okay so it's not longer, but the next chapter would be wrong if I put it here.