We searched all over looking for Harry, for hours with no luck. When we regrouped to think over our strategy and come up with another plan, Mum and Hermione were competing for the most freaked out. Hermione was a close second.

"What do you mean you haven't found him yet?!" she shrieked at us "He's probably dead! God why did he do this?!"

"Hermione don't go around saying things like that!" Remus scolded

"Where is he then?!" she asked sinking into a seat near me

Fred and George apparated inside "The troll at Gringotts said he came and withdrew some money" Fred reported sitting beside Tonks

"But that's it" George said

"Money?"

"Oh god he's runaway" Hermione sobbed

I put my arm around her, the same thing ran through my mind. What would he do with money? There was a solemn feel in the house.

"Our boy's snapped" Draco incurred pulling away from doing his favorite thing, poking tonks with his wand. "I told you yesterday"

"Being in this house got to him STOP IT!" Tonks shouted

Draco laughed and continued, you'd swear they were brother and sister the way they acted.

"He's just like Sirius" Remus pointed out

"Only he tolerated it better" I added remembering how eccentric Sirius got when he had to stay in this house.

Remus set down his tea "Does he really?"

Before I could answer, the door swung open and in came Harry, several parcels with him "Sorry I'm"

There was a loud smack, that echoed through out the house. We all went quiet, even Draco stopped poking Tonks. We watched as he carefully set the boxes down and curled his fingers into a fist. He counted slowly to ten and then twenty.

'Thanks for covering for me Ron . . . you're a great guy" he said through clenched teeth

I think everyone wanted to hit him, but never actually would. I was shocked because my Mum had never, EVER hit any of us growing up (even when we deserved it). Seeing her raise her hand to someone, especially Harry was unnerving. And she'd hit him hard, hard enough for his lip to graze against his teeth causing it to begin bleeding. Harry had told me his aunt would repeat slapping him until blood was drawn, Mum had gotten it on the first try. Unclenching his fist he picked up the boxes and went upstairs. We heard soft thumping noises, I knew he was probably punching out his pent up frustration. Sure enough he came back downstairs very sweaty, and seemingly more relaxed.

"Harry I . . ." Mum looked very ashamed of herself "I really didn't mean to you just worried us to death sweetheart where did you go? Why did you go out there like that? Everyone was looking for you and Merlin knows what could've happened to you" she embraced him, I saw him stiffen. He was shutting us out again.

"Thanks for inciting panic Ron, you're great" he grumbled under his breath pulling away from Mum, who tried to embrace him again but he wasn't having it now.

"Harry" Hermione said softly. I had an idea that she planned on slapping him too and decided against it. "Where were you I was worried sick"

"I just went out" he said stroking her face and sitting in his favorite chair she joined him sitting on his lap.

"That's not good enough!" Remus said "You can't go out like that"

"Why not I'm a grown man"

"Yeah but you're also Harry Potter"

I could see him becoming flustered again "I don't have to explain myself to you or anyone else"

"I think you do" Remus retorted "You know Voldemort had spies everywhere looking just for you."

"I'm well aware!" He yelled moving Hermione and standing up

"Then well the hell were you?!" Remus roared back

The two men stood toe to toe. I knew Remus was only looking out for Harry after all he was his Godfather. And Harry did owe it to us to tell us after worrying everyone.

Harry turned to go back upstairs and Remus grabbed him by his shoulder.

"Don't touch me" Harry hissed "I'm tired of answering to people. I went out. I got some stuff, DROP IT"

He pulled away, but Remus once again grabbed hold of him

"I said don't fucking touch me!" Harry snapped pushing him, luckily Fred caught him before he fell. "I am not a goddamn child! I am not your goddamn child! So when I say don't fucking touch me, I mean don't fucking touch me!"

"Harry we're just worried about you" Jane said softly

"Well you'd save a hell of a lot of time if you didn't, I don't need eighty people worrying about me"

"Harry now you're just not being fair" I piped up "Just because we all care about you, and don't want to see you dead over something as stupid as going out to do Merlin knows what"

"It wasn't stupid, for your information. I went out there doing things for you, for all of you. I'm rewarded by being smacked up and treated like a child?!" he asked in disbelief.

"If you'd just"

"I went to see Dumbledore okay?! I went to see him because my scar was killing me, he told me it was because Voldemort was getting closer, he can contact with me through my scar, he knows about Grimmauld place and he's going to attack, he is"

There were collective gasps in the room. This is why he was so stressed out. Our silence made him press on.

"Dumbledore knows of a place, a house near Manchester. It belonged to Nicholas Flamel, he's agreed to let us use it. Its already under Fidelus Charm, I spent nearly all my money getting security measures put on it. It should be done by Thursday. You have to leave here."

He lowered his head. Voldemort's not going to make any moves until about Friday, I heard him. Okay?! This is why I've been up these past few day's! I refuse to let that bastard Voldemort repeat History" he said tearing up

"What do you mean repeat history?" Severus asked

"Hermione's pregnant, he won't get to her I swear my life on that."

Everyone turned to look at a pink faced Hermione. "You are?" Jane asked

"Yes" she said, voice barely above a whisper

"When were you going to tell us?"

'I would've told you today but . . . well you know now" she said

"You have to start getting ready to leave" Harry instructed

"What do you mean 'you'? You mean us" I pointed out

He dropped another bomb when he said, as casual as if he were talking about the weather "I'm not going with you"