There was a soft knocking on Lanas office door.

"Come in," she said, tucking the black paper in the front pocket of her jeans.

The door slowly creaked open and Harding walked in.

"I cant get the files you wanted. For some reason theyre in the Department of Mysteries, and they wont let me in."

"For some reason theyre in the DoM? Maybe its because theyre DoM's jurisdiction, not ours...." Lana snapped.

Harding faltered for a second, and Lana sighed.

"Im sorry, Im just...Tired. Amongst other things. Is there anyway to get hold of them?"

"I was getting to that, before you snapped. Because youre...Who you are, and youre mother was, well, who she was, you can go get them. They wont give them to me in case Im lying and using them to gather intelligence for Voldemort." he shuddered, "Like I would. But these security measures are needed, especially after what happened with Bode..."

There was a silence for a few moments, and then Lana said. "Its happened already, hasnt it?"

"What has?"

"Its already got to the point where we cant trust our own. We dont know who we can and cant trust. I hate that."

"Me too. Well, I'll leave you to it."

Harding left the room.

Lana stood up, grabbed her wand and walked out of her office, locking it with the key Sirius had given her years ago. Glancing at her watch, she saw that it was now half past 1. Her stomach rumbled, but she really didnt feel like eating. She felt sick. She was actually feeling kind of cold, and she shivered slightly.

As she walked across the Department, she felt everybodys eyes on her, but she really couldnt care. Somebody walked into Lana carrying an armful of folders and papers, and dropped them all over the floor.

"Watch it!" Lana said, as papers went into the air and floated around so that Lana couldnt see who it was, until the girl with shocking pink hair stood up.

"Sorry boss," Tonks said, blushing furiously.

"Boss?" Lana repeated, not bothering to help Tonks pick the things up. It wasnt personal, but Lana had a tendancy to not care about people who were below her in rank. She cared when they were out in battle, her main prioriy was keeping them alive, but in the office, they needed to know their places.

"Yeah, Im on your team, in your section, didnt Harding tell ya?" Tonks said, dropping a folder again, more paper going over the floor. From the look on Lanas face, "Apparently not," she added.

"I pick my team, and I dont remember asking for you." said Lana coldly.

Tonks nose popped a few times, changing shape, as it did when she was under pressure. She was dating Lupin and Lana was one of the most important people in Lupins life, and she wanted to be friends with Lana. "Well you got me."

"We'll see about that." she said, walking past Tonks, stepping on the papers.

Tonks stared after, knowing that Lana had a reputation for being a bit of an ice-queen at work, even more than Amelia, but to go that far when they knew each other...But of course Lana would have to act like she didnt know Tonks. Or maybe Lana was just pissed off that Lupin had gone a date with someone when she was hurt. Tonks made her mind up to talk to Lana at dinner that night.

Lana made her way through the mish-mash of people scurrying from desk to desk, voices raised, people coming down the shoots with Floo Powder into peoples work spaces, feeling angry with herself. Tonks had done nothing wrong, she didnt know about Lana and Remus, but that still didnt stop Lana from being a bitch to her.

Knocking on Amelias door, Lana felt her stomach growl again. She hadnt eaten for 3 days, but she just couldnt force herself to eat with the way she was feeling right now. She walked into her office, and Amelia was talking with someone in the fireplace. Amelia hadnt noticed Lanas entrance.

"I can see your point, Remus, but I really think Lana is best here at work."

"No, shes not, cant you understand what shes been through? Coming back, everythings different - "

"Yes, and the normality she has is coming to work like she used to. I dont care why she hasnt aged, where shes been, shes a bloody good Auror and we need everyone that we can get. Are you forgetting that youre still gracing us with your presence because of her?"

"No, of course not, but - "

Lana coughed and Amelia spun around in her chair. There was a small pop and Lupin had disappeared.

"Been there long?" Amelia said, smiling. She knew that Lana was furious. "He just cares about you, thats all. So, what do you want?"

"I need to get in contact with someone who works in the DoM. They have files I need and want."

"You need clearance?"

Lana nodded. "As soon as possible. Like right now."

"You are aware that the only person who can give you clearance into the DoM is the head of the Department?"

"Yes, I know."

"And that hes currently not here?"

"Oh. That I didnt know." Damn, Lana thought. I need those files now.

"The heads due back tomorrow." Amelia continued.

"Right." Yeah, if hes not dead, Lana thought.

"Anything else?"

"Any idea where he is?", Lana asked, knowing that it was a stupid question. Of course she didnt know. "I'll speak to you tomorow then."

When she got to the door, Amelia spoke.

"Lana - what you did the other day - incredibly brave, but incredibly stupid. You have a team. You could have contacted them before you went running off. We dont have time for heroics."

"Amelia - In my experience, heroics is all we have time for. Heroics saves lives."

~*~*~*~*~*~ 12, GRIMMAULD PLACE, 5PM~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny were sat in their shared bedroom - they had to double up, since Lupin and Lana were here, and Harry had told everyone NOT to touch Sirius' old room - listening to the new album from the Weird Sisters.

Hermione and Ginnys bunk bed was on the left side of the room, and Harry and Rons on the right. Hermione noticed that Harry was paying much more attention to Ginny than usual, and at first Hermione wasnt so thrilled, but it made Harry happy, or seemed to, so Hermione said nothing.

Harry and Ginny sat on the girls bunk, and Ron and Hermione on the boys. Ron wanted extra tutoring from Hermione with Transfiguration, and Hermione said she would if he actually listened to her, so that left Harry and Ginny with a lot of time alone.

"Ron! Youre not paying attention! And that musics not helping." scolded Hermione as Rons attention wavered again when his favourite song came on.

"Sorry" he said, his ears flushing ever so slightly.

"Come on, were going somewhere where theres not so many distractions."

"But I love this song!"

"Do you want to improve on Transfiguration Ronald Weasley?" Hermione said, half-serious, half-joking.

Ron stood up, his book clutched under his arm. "Fine. See ya later Harry, Ginny."

Hermione grabbed her book and the two walked out of the room, leaving Harry and Ginny alone.

"When will those two just admit that they like each other?" Ginny asked, to no-one in paticular, shaking her head.

"Yeah, Im sure theyre doing Transfiguration, since when does Ron want to learn?" Harry said, grinning.

"Never." said Ginny, smiling back at Harry. She sighed as Harrys hand found hers, entwining their fingers.

Harry looked at Ginny, with a serious look on his face. "Thankyou." he said, "For being here these past few days."

"Youre welcome," said Ginny, blushing slightly.

"I mean it. I can talk to you like I cant talk to anyone else. Its mainly to do with Voldemort, the fact that you know what its like to have him messing with your head, you can understand me in a way that Hermione and Ron cant. But its also because, for the first time since Sirius - you make me...." Harry shook his head. "Im no good at this. I wasnt with Cho,and Im sure - "

"Harry, you dont have to say anything. I know." Ginny said gently, squeezing his hand.

"I really like you Ginny, I do, and I dont want you to get hurt because of me."

"Well, things that want to hurt me tend to find me and do it anyway, no matter who Im with." she said.

"No, I meant - I tend to do stupid things."

"Ive noticed." Ginny said, arching an eyebrow. "I mean, look at that hairstyle...."

"Hey!" Harry said, pulling his hand away from Ginnys to flatten his hair down. "Well what about your stupid hairstyle?" he asked.

"Huh?" Ginny said, her hair was curly, down, the usual...

Harry messed her hair up with both hands, scooped it up and ran his hands through it, making it messy.

"Oh Mr Potter, youre going to pay for that!" laughed Ginny, grabbing a pillow and smacking him around the head with it.

Laughing, Harry grabbed the pillow and yanked it away from Ginny, and he fell backwards, Ginny with him as she still had hold of the pillow. She landed on top of him, pillow seperating them.