Chapter 2: Waking Up
Remus and Tonks were waiting anxiously in Grimmauld Place for the Headmaster to arrive. They were to apparate to Privet Drive and collect Harry from his relatives. They would be taking a portkey back to Grimmauld Place, since that would be safer than flying on a broomstick again. Besides, most Order members where busy on missions and the two of them were not enough to guard Harry during the flight.
Around ten o'clock Dumbledore finally arrived. He looked rather cheerfull about something.
"Hmm, a good day to you two. I have just come from delivering the portkeys to the Weasley family, and from a visit to Miss Granger. And what a wonderfull set of parents she has. They immidiatley pursuaded me to have my teeth checked out. Although I do not really like them seeing I should lessen on Lemon Drops...I wonder why? They are such wonderful tasting candies...." the Headmaster trailed of a bit.
Remus and Tonks tried to hide their laughter. They also had a check up on their teeth last year when they went to collect Hermione. It seemed her parents did that to a lot of people they met. It had certainly embarressed Hermione, though.
"Well, yes, Albus, I really don't know what they would have against Lemon Drops. Quite understandable, really," Remus said. "But how late will the Weasley's and Hermione arrive?"
Dumbledore had taken out a bag from somewhere in his robes, and after offering it to the two in front of him (they politely refused) he took a Lemon Drop himself. "They will arrive at two this afternoon, which will give Harry plenty of time to get settled, I believe. However, you two must hurry along now, the portkey will set off in half an hour."
He waved his hands at the two, but Remus and Tonks stayed put. "Come along, now. You cannot be late."
Remus hid another smile. "Really Albus, it might help if you actually gave us the portkey you know."
Looking up, Dumbledore frowned and pulled a chain out of a pocket. On the chain hung a little golden snake pendant. Tonks took it with care and turned around, stumbling over her own feet. Remus caught her in practiced ease, and together they walked to the apparation point further down the street.
They arrived on Privet Drive unnoticed and briskly walked towards number four. From inside hardly any sounds could be heard. Tonks pressed the doorbell and they waited for Harry to open up the door. To their surprise it wasn't Harry who opened up the door though, it was his aunt, Petunia. She looked disdainfully at them, recognizing them for wizards (the robes were a dead give-away) and let them in.
"I haven't seen the boy yet for this entire morning, so you can just go upstairs, wake him and leave for all I care." With that said, she walked into the kitchen, where Dudley could be heard whining about wanting more bacon and eggs.
Fairly disgusted by the real care they had detected in Petunia's voice (which would be non-existant) they walked upstairs to the bedroom. As mentioned before, everyone was to get a nice surprise this morning, and it was soon to come.
Remus knocked on the bedroom door, only to receive no answer. Looking at Tonks he slowly opened the door and entered. Tonks walked in as well and closed the door behind her. It seemed the combined sounds of Remus knocking and them walking in the room, had woken up Harry.
At least, they thought it was Harry. But when the figure raised itself from the bed and blinked a few times, Remus certainly noticed the black hair that was way to long for Harry, and some of the curves that Harry certainly wasn't supposed to have. Although it was slightly disconcerting that the figure had the exact same colour of eyes as Harry. He and Tonks both raised their wands and asked at the same time: "Who the hell are you?"
At that moment, another figure rose in the bed, also with black hair, and green sleepy eyes. This figure however, had short rather unruly looking black hair, and was most definately a boy. When he put on his glasses, Remus and Tonks lowered their wands, and started firing questions at Harry.
"Harry what the hell do you think you are doing! With a girl in your bed. For god sakes, you've only turned 16 today!" This was coming from Remus.
"Geez Harry, how did you manage to find someone who could practically be your twin, that's creepy!" was coming from Tonks. This shut Remus up.
"We find him sleeping with a girl, and all you think about is how he ended up with someone that looks a lot like him? Do you have any responsibility at all?"
Remus was about to start ranting more towards both Harry and Tonks now, but Harry decided that enough was enough, and stood up from the bed.
"Calm down you two. I'm sorry for being late, I forgot to put on my alarm clock, because of some, erm, unforseen events last night," he looked at Angel. "But really, Remus, in case you hadn't noticed, I'm wearing Pajamas, and so is Angel. So nothing happened. Look at it as twins sleeping together in bed, alright?"
Remus calmed down from this, and took the time to notice that, indeed, they both had enough clothes on, so it eased his mind somewhat. After Sirius' death, he wanted to take on the role as godfather of sorts for Harry, but he didn't really know how to behave at some times.
Angel picked up her clothes and walked towards the bathroom. "I'm going to change. See you in a few minutes." And with that she walked out of the room.
Tonks gapped a bit after her.
"Why are you gaping Tonks?" Harry decided to ask.
"Well, she just said she would be back in a few minutes. I don't hear many girls say that!"
This comment made Remus and Harry lose enough control to bust out laughing. Huffing, Tonks turned around, and promptly walked into the door. She huffed again, opened the door and waited outside. Harry also grabbed some clothes, and pulled them on, not really caring right now if Remus was still in the room. He just had the best night sleep since, well, since he could remember, and was determined to make Angel come along to Grimmauld Place as well.
Finished dressing he packed some of his stuff in his trunk and locked Hedwig's cage. "Remus, how are we going to Grimmauld Place?"
"We take a portkey, in ten minutes." Harry nodded. He still didn't like portkeys, but it was better than a long flight on his broom. He started gathering Angel's stuff so they could take all of it with ease.
"Harry, this 'Angel', she will have to go home of course," Remus was speaking carefully, not knowing if Harry would explode in his face. Harry took a breath and said: "Oh, I don't think so Remus. She is coming with us. She's also a witch, and quite safe to take along. I do know her, although I cannot remember the specifics."
He didn't dare mention that he didn't remember more than just her name, and hadn't remembered her before she was standing at the front door, but what Remus didn't know couldn't hurt him, right?
Remus nodded. "Fine, but if she isn't trustworthy, she will be Obliviated and will be brought back to her home."
He then shrunk their stuff and walked to the landing. Tonks was still waiting there. Not long after, Angel walked out of the bathroom. Her hair was hanging loose around her face, it still curled sligtly. She wore dark blue jeans that hung a bit low on her hips, boots that seemed to be made for endurance and not just for fancy looks, and a green blouse that was a bit loose around the waist. She looked rather good.
Standing next to Harry, Remus and Tonks noticed how much alike those two were. They were the same hight, had the same hair and eye color and even had some of the same facial expressions. The four of them desended the stairs and walked into the hallway, were Aunt Petunia was just coming out of the kitchen. Upon seeing Angel, her face contorted into something akin to horror, before she shrieked out: "You! Out! I never wanted to see you again! You had done enough damage with that boy. Encouraging his freakishness, how could you! I thought we had gotten rid of you and your horrid family!"
Everyone, except Angel, was very surprised. It was a confirmation for Harry, that he had indeed known Angel from before, and for Remus and Tonks it was a confirmation that they had to have a serious talk with Harry and Dumbledore about this family.
Angel, however, stepped forward, raised her chin and ground out: "You should be glad that we have left, for we were very close to reporting you to Child Services! And rest assured that you wouldn't ever have been able to see your own son either when that would have happened. So you had better watch your tongue. I am not under the same rules as your nephew is you see..."
Petunia gave something between a growl and squeek, and fled back into the kitchen.
Shrugging, Harry turned towards the front door and they stepped out. After walking for a few minutes, they were in a secluded enough area to grab the portkey. Within a minute, they had been whisked away to Grimmauld Place.