Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, children of all ages, to CHAPTER FOUR


Dear Hermione and Ron,

I love living with Remus, after only one day, I can tell than I'm going to love it. No, Hermione, he hasn't kissed me. Yet. Remus suggested that we meet in Diagon Alley tomorrow in order to see you two and he has to pick out books for his DADA classes. So, naturally I thought you would like to help him while Ron and I pick out dress robes. Or would that be the other way around? Anyway, post a letter back with Hedwig.

-Harry

Dear Harry,

I am so glad that you like living with Remus so much. And I was not going to ask if he had kissed you yet. Well, maybe I was. I think I've been your best friend too long. I asked Ron if he wanted to go see you tomorrow but he was playing Quidditch (chaser for your information) with Ginny (seeker) Bill (keeper) and the twins (beaters) but I don't know how they kept track of which team everyone was on. Anyway, I yelled up to him and he just grunted so I took that as a yes, or it could have been the bludger that hit him in the foot. But we'll meet you in front of the leaky caldron at ten am.

Love from- Hermione

Postscript- I already have new dress robes

*At the Cottage*

The walls were closing in and Harry could hear his parents scream. It was so vivid that he could have sworn the whole neighborhood heard it. He let out a giant scream as he fumbled for his wand.

"It's over, Potter." Voldemort cackled, raisin his wand to shoulder level.

"Harry!" Remus yelled, shaking him hard.

"Voldemort!" Harry yelled.

"No, Harry, It's me, Remus. Voldemort is gone." he replied gently, smoothing the hair back from Harry's sweaty forehead.

"Oh, Gods, Remus, it was awful." he panted, laying back on the bed. Remus was in a pair of sleep pants and nothing else and he looked painfully gorgeous.

"I know. I heard you yelling all the way downstairs."

"My dreams are always so terrible."

"I noticed."

A knocking sound came from the front door.

"I'll get it." Harry said, jumping up from the bed and grabbing his wand. He took the stairs down and ran through the hallway. Peering through the crescent moon he saw who it was.

Charlotte.

"Hello." he said, opening the door just a little.

"Is everything ok?" she purred

"Yes. Everything is fine."

"I heard yelling." she replied.

"Men stuff." he said. And with that, he shut the door.

*At The Burrow*

"Ron! Wake up!" Hermione said sharply, wacking her fiancee with her shoe.

"What is it, 'Mione?"

"We said that we would meet Harry and Remus at the Leaky Caldron at ten sharp. It's nine forty and you're still not up." Hermione cried

"When did you tell me this?" he asked, pulling a pillow over his head.

"Yesterday, right before you got hit with a bludger." she replied sensibly, like getting hit with a bludger was an ordinary thing.

"Fine, Hermione, Fine. Let me get a shower and I'll be ready."

"Hurry up."

"You know you look nice today." Ron said, appraising Hermione's tight jeans and boots with a dark wine colored tee shirt.

"Oh, you." she said, swatting him out of the room.

*The Cottage*

"Remus." Harry whispered to the sleeping man next to him, "Time to get up."

"Just a few more minutes." Remus said softly, turning over toward the wall.

"Come on. We're meeting Ron and Hermione in an hour. And you still haven't had a bath since I scrougified you."

"I know." he replied groggily, "Harry!" he cried.

"Yes?" he raised one eyebrow in a Malfoy-esque fashion

"Gods. I'm in your bed. We didn't do anything, did we?" he cried, jumping off the bed.

"Remus! Don't you remember me having a nightmare and you coming and me getting the door and Charlotte was there and I came back up and you were dead on my bed?"

"I remember the nightmare now. Why was Charlotte at the door?" Remus asked, laying back down next to Harry.

"She heard yelling. I told her it was a man thing and shut the door in her face." Harry laughed, snuggling down into the comforter again.

"Oh, Harry, we really do have to go."

"I know. And that's the awful part."

"Let's go." Remus said, rolling Harry off of the bed.

"Oh, Remus, come on." he said, as he hit the hard wood with a thump.

"Are you ok?" came the laughing reply to the thump.

"I think I've broken my arse." Harry laughed too, slowly getting up from the floor, "Oh, man, It's nine fifty. We'd better hurry."

"All right, all right." Remus said, skidding down the steps.

In four minutes, Harry was down the stairs and on the porch having an early morning cigarette. He stretched his arms a bit in the sunlight and cracked his neck. He was wearing a simple black robe with silver accents that highlighted his eyes. His black pants tucked into chunky knee high black boots with a dark green shirt that was open at the neck. He was wearing the pendant Hermione had given him. Remus was out several minutes behind him, wearing a dark blue robe with beige pants, a brown shirt and brown shoes.

"You look good, Harry." Remus said, his grey eyes flicking over his lithe body.

"So do you."

"I'll race you to apparate there." Harry said quickly, waving his wand to apparate.

"No fair." Remus said to thin air. With that, he too waved his wand and apparated to the Leaky Caldron, "Not fair."

"I think it's fair." Harry said, grinning at the older man.

"Harry, Remus, there you are!" Hermione cried, making her way over to the men, Ron in tow.

"Oh, you look lovely, Hermione." Remus said, kissing her cheek.

"Yeah, 'Mione. You do." Harry said, kissing the other cheek.

"This is just something I whipped up." she gestured to her purple cloak and lavender summer dress with black sandals.

"Well, whatever it was, it took her at least 20 minutes to get ready." Ron said, looking irritable.

"Good to see you, mate." Harry said, clapping Ron on the shoulder.

"Yeah, Harry." he said, still being terse.

"He's still denying your sexuality, I see." Hermione said loudly into Harry's ear.

"Well, what would you like to do today?" Remus asked after the two were finished laughing.

"Don't you have to pick out your books for DADA?" Hermione asked, tilting her head to the side, letting her waist length curls slide over her shoulders.

"Oh, yes. I forgot about that. Let's get to Flourish and Blott's so that I can make that quick."

"I would love to help you." she said, "And Harry and Ron can go to Quality Quidditch Supplies. I think he has some news for Harry."

"Do you?" Harry asked, looking excited.

"Yeah. I'll tell you later."

"All right. That settles it." Hermione said, taking Remus' arm and leading him out of the Leaky Caldron.

"So what is it, Ron?"

"Nothing." he mumbled.

"I'm getting sick of all this. Just because you don't like that I don't like women doesn't mean that I'm not still Harry. And trust me. You are not my type." Harry said briskly.

"Ok. I can see that. As long as you don't make a move on me, I think I can handle it." Ron said, letting out a long breath.

"Now what is it?"

"Oh, yes. I'm going to be a chaser for the Chudley Cannons."