Here is fun Chapter 2! Sorry if there are huge glaring mistakes but I had to change the person and tense and I tried to get it quickly so I could continue working on those five chapters for my self-imposed deadline. Somehow I don't think I'll make it seeing as I have a chapter and a half.

Disclaimer: Not mine, didn't make any money. Well crescent is mine but you really don't have copyrights to characters.

Oh and Crescent: one who creates: French

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Chapter 2 - Finding Harry

Remus led me down to the kitchen where I saw Bill, Tonks, Fred, George, Mrs. & Mr. Weasley, Ron, Hermione and Ginny talking quietly. Remus feigned clearing his throat and they all turned to the door to see me standing there kind of awkwardly.

"Twinkle!" Fred and George cried and ran to sweep me into their arms. Despite the gloom in the house I giggled at their obvious display of affection. They passed me on to Mrs. Weasley who almost strangled me with a bone crushing hug.

"Are you ok, Twink, dear?"

"I'm ok, but if I were you, I wouldn't ask Harry that anymore."

"You've seen him?"

"Not yet."

Hermione came over and embraced me gently whispering in my ear, "You need to see him, soon." I looked at her questioningly but she just smiled softly at me and I could see the tears rise in her eyes.

"Oh, Don't." I said my voice thick with emotion. She nodded and Ron rushed me into a hug, albeit a tad awkward, that made me feel so much better. Ron always had that effect on me. When I first met him I thought it was because I was in love with him but now I know we were just meant to be friends, thanks to his painfully obvious attraction to Hermione.

After everyone had passed me around for hugs I sat down at the table and looked around, "So…..what's new?" The absurdity of the statement hit me as soon as it was out of my mouth and I started laughing, "Sorry," I said with one last chuckle. Looking down at the table I saw the spot where the twins almost impaled my father's hand on the table and another chuckle escaped.

"Care to let us in on the joke?" Fred asked. Bill, Molly, Arthur, Tonks and Remus were talking quietly about something and I heard "Harry" and "Twinkle" more than once causing me to wonder if they even know my real name or only the one Harry had given me.

"I was thinking about how you almost impaled Sirius' hand right here." I pointed to the spot.

They looked a little shocked at the thought that I was laughing about Sirius when I just found out he was dead.

"It was funny," I defended myself.

"That it was," George said.

As the words left his mouth I heard footsteps down the stairs and turned hoping to see Harry. My hopes were crushed when Snape appeared in the doorway. I didn't realize the disappointment was written so clearly on my face till Snape said something.

"Don't look so happy to see me, Miss. Black. It's really not appropriate."

"I thought you were someone else."

"Sirius?" He guessed hurtfully.

"Naw, He's dead," I feigned disinterest.

"So, they show their true colors."

"And what are those?"

"Black."

"Better than green."

"Enough you two," Remus interceded.

"Daddy number two to the rescue." Snape sneered.

"That was uncalled for." Molly said.

"I'll be going now." I said brushing past Snape then grinned, "Eww, Now I need to take a shower."

Snape's yells reached my ears as I went in search of Harry. Looking in his room and all the one's around I entered Sirius' room to see Harry sprawled out on his bed sleeping soundly.

Not sure what to do I turned to leave when Harry's sleep heavy voice stopped me, "You don't have to go."

"Did I wake you?" I asked softly walking to the bed.

"Naw, I've been sleeping too much lately anyway."

I sat down on the side of the bed and Harry looked at me sadly. "What?" I asked.

"I missed you so much Twinkle. You were the one person I wanted to talk to but I couldn't bring myself to."

"Why?" I asked leaning against the headboard.

Harry rolled over on his side to look at me, "It's my fault."

"Excuse me?"

Quietly the words pour out of him, everything that happened and what was said in Dumbledore's office, but he didn't meet my eye.

When he finished he rolled over to his back to look at the ceiling. Wordlessly I slipped down and laid my head on his shoulder. He pulled me close in what has become a familiar gesture. I turned my face toward the side of his head and more conveniently his ear.

"Harry it's not your fault."

He scoffed, "Really? Then who's is it?"

"No one," I murmured lazily kissing his ear to reassure him, "a series of bad events."

Harry turned his face towards mine, "Did you just get here?" He wanted to change the subject.

I smiled and relive the events that had transpired in the kitchen, purposefully leaving out my encounter with Remus, not sure if he would want that revealed. When I got to Snape I felt anger course through Harry, he had always worn his heart on his sleeve around me.

"Relax now. So I brush past him and I'm like 'eww. Now I'll need a shower.' it was freaking awesome."

Harry chuckled then nestled his face in my hair, "Sleep here, with me, tonight?" In answer I wrapped my arms around his waist and nestled me face in his neck. He sighed contently, "I'll finally get a goodnight's sleep."

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The next morning I woke up with Harry's protective arms around me and I smiled to myself, I liked this.

"How did you sleep?" Harry whispered softly in my ear, aware that I had woken up.

"Pretty good. I kept dreaming about how good it felt to dis Snape like that." I said with a laugh.

Harry opened his mouth to answer when Remus stuck his head in. "We were hoping this is where you guys were. Were you here all night?"

"Yeah." I answered as Harry released me quickly then sat up and stretched.

"Breakfast is ready, that goes especially for you, Harry." Remus said before he left.

Harry grunted almost in disgust. "I don't think he even cares that Sirius is dead."

"He does," I said softly not believing my ears.

"Well he sure as hell doesn't act like it." Harry's voice raised in anger.

"Don't you raise your voice to me, Harry Potter. Not all people show grief in the same way."

"He hasn't even cried."

"Harry, shut up. Maybe he doesn't come running to you every time he cries, ever think of that?"

I knew my words hurt him but it was pissing me off that he was acting like the only one who was affected was him.

"Let's go eat." Without another word or glance to me Harry left the room.

I knew he was trying to get me back so instead of running after him to apologize I just followed slowly and when I got to the kitchen I sat with Fred and George instead of Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny.

I sat looking at my plate hoping no one noticed the sporadic tears that were falling from my eyes. Fred slipped an arm around my shoulders and whispered, "You ok, clips?"

I nodded even though we both knew I was lying. "Yeah."

"Liar. Why does Harry keep looking at you?"

"Because I told him to shut up."

George laughed at me, "Why?"

"Because he said something stupid."

"Go easy on him. Since he got her, all he's talked about it seeing you then you get here and call him stupid."

"I didn't tell him that."

"I think he heard you."

"Well, what he said was stupid, or it wouldn't bother him."

"Go kiss and make up with him." Fred pushed me playfully.

"Ew. What planet are you from?" I asked.

"Planet of obvious seers."

"What?"

"We can see the obvious." George answered.

"Can you see what's obvious now?" I asked in an annoyed voice.

"You love us."

"Oh, yeah. That's it right there." I said my voice dripping in sarcasm.

I turned to see Harry glowering at me. Not wanting to play his game I smiled sweetly then walked over to talk to him as he was now by himself. Somehow I don't think that was a coincidence.

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