Title: Cruel Summer

Summary: see chapter one

Disclaimer: see chapter one

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Chapter 30

Severus had watched as Sirius stirred from sleep. Nothing mattered to the mutt it seemed. Sirius had always been a carefree, live by the seat of your pants kind of person. Severus knew that Sirius loved Harry, but that did not stop the years of hatred he had built up for the man. Noticing the other two would be up in mere minutes Severus decided to have a little walk to clear his head before the headed out again.

Sirius woke up and in turn woke Remus. "Remus where has Sevie gotten off to?"

"I do not know, and why can you not call him by his proper name.We are not children anymore Sirius. Why must you and he still hold grudges from years long past and gone."

Sirius glared at Remus, "Because I must. He has not shown the ability to care, not to me. I still fear he will send Harry back the first time the boy gets in his way. Look at him sometime Remus, have you ever seen him shed a tear, even when his so called beloved Lily died? Let me tell you before you even answer, "No" he has no heart."

Remus only sighed. It seemed nothing could change the years, not even now. He turned to see Severus walking back up to them both. "Are you ready to head out now?" He got a simple nod of the head as an answer and all three started walking again.

Thirty minutes into the walk Sirius was saying that they needed to split up to cover more ground. "Are you stupid or do you simply just not know any better?" Remus rebuked.

"There are things that live in this forest which would have no problems taking any one of us down and dragging us away never to be seen again. We will be sticking together no matter what."

Sirius did not answer back, he just scowled at Severus, and trudged on.

Ron wiped away the few tears that still lingered on his face. He had not cried since he was five, but the despair he felt entering into his heart had overwhelmed him. Touching Harry head again he saw that the boy still burned with fever, most likely from the stab wound.

"Come Harry can you hang onto me? We need to get moving I would like to find a better place to hide before night rolls around again."

Harry tried to stand, but his foot was mangled. He fell down in a crumpled heap and cried out. "I cannot do it Ron. Can you just let me lean on you a little, for my one leg is fine. I can make it if you will."

"Harry is all this worth it? You cannot walk, you have a fever, and we will surely die out here."

Harry grew paler than he was. He was so wrapped up in his own needs, he had forgotten about Ron's. "I am sorry Ron. I haven't thought about how you were handling all this. You can go back, but will you please help me find a better place to hide before you do?"

"That bicorn must have injected you with some kind of memory loss venom. Do you think I would leave you here alone? We are best friends Harry, and we have to stick together. Who else do I know who can get me into this kind of trouble. Now come on before I change my mind."

Ron helped Harry to stand, and wrapped his arm around his shoulder taking the weight of the one foot. Harry was right his other foot seemed to be fine, and he could hobble on it a little. Together they set off again with Ron helping Harry over any big fallen trees, by moving them or levitating them out of the way.

They had walked for over half the day when Ron finally dropped to his knees. "I can't walk anymore today."

Harry scanned the area, his eyes falling on something off in the distance. He did not know what it was because it was covered in brambles and brush. "It is a good thing then that you have found us shelter for the night." he said pointing to the area where the shed stood. "Can you make it that much further?"

Ron looked to where Harry was pointing and almost jumped for joy. "It is a house out in the middle of the forbidden forest?"

"It does seem so. Can you help me get there?"

"Of course, but who would have a house here of all places?" Ron said fear creeping into him.

"I do not know, but it seems fate has been kind to us, and we should take advantage of it. I am also getting cold, and we will have shelter from the beasts of the forest."

"What about the beasts that could be inside of there?" Ron said pointing to the building.

"We will have to take our chances." Harry said trying to stand on his one good foot.

Ron helped Harry up and noticed his wound had stopped bleeding, but now it was turning an awful shade of red. He dared not look at Harry's foot for the last time he had almost lost the contents of his stomach, and that would have been embarrassing. After a few quick dodges of fallen limbs they had reached the door and found it locked. Harry holding onto Ron pulled his wand out of his pocket and called "Wingardium Leviosa" and the door popped open.

Once inside they could see that the shack was used by Hagrid from the very large chair and table inside. That was all that was inside, because the rest of the room was filled with dust and cobwebs. It seemed Hagrid had not been here in many years.

"Well at least we will stay dry" Ron said, right before the snake crawled from under the table. He let out a shriek and dropped Harry accidentally in his panic.

Harry turned to the snake and began to speak parseltongue to it. He asked the snake if anyone had been here or if anyone still came by. "does it look like anyone has come by?" the snake asked for he was glad to have someone who could speak to him.

"Can you possibly take your family and any other like you into that room" Harry said pointing to a little room off to the corner. "You see my friend here is afraid of you." The snake laughed if you can call it that and agreed. Within seconds Ron saw over twenty snakes crawling out of every nook and cranny in the house, and head toward the other small room inside. Harry had snorted despite himself when Ron had crawled atop the table as they went by.

"Ron I did not know you were afraid of snakes, I thought it was spiders you feared?"

"I am not afraid of a snake Harry, but there is like a hundred of those things in here."

Harry chuckled more and then began to cough. I do not feel well, perhaps I should lay down. Harry pulled himself over to where the fireplace should be. He dared not to light a fire in it afraid he would alert someone to their presence. He only wanted to close his eyes for a second, but instead he drifted off to sleep where he laid.

Ron climbed off the table, and went over to where Harry had just drifted off. It did not seem like such a bad idea to him either, but he was still leery of the snakes in the next room. He pulled his own robe around him, but saw that Harry lay shivering. Nothing a good fire won't cure" he thought and pulled his wand from his robe. Pointing it at the fire he called, "Incendio". Fire shot out of his wand and into the fireplace.

Ron smiled, but it quickly faded as some small creature fled out of the fireplace with flames on it. The animal Ron quickly figured out was a squirrel ran right over the sleeping Harry squawking and making a racket. Harry jumped up also as his pants leg was on fire, and he tried reaching for his wand, only to get bit by the very pissed off squirrel.

Ron came out of his stupor and beat the flames off Harry leg, and the squirrel. The squirrel bit him several times and then darted out the open window. Ron ran over and shut the window muttering about that was the thanks he got, next time he would let the sucker burn. He went over and bent down and saw that now Harry's good leg had turned as black as smut. Running his hand over it he could see it had blistered up already and hung his head in shame.

"I am sorry Harry, but you looked cold. I should have cleared the fireplace out first mate."

Harry gritted his teeth from the pain of the new injury. "What is done is done mate, nothing we can do about it now. Do not light a fire though we do not wish to attract anyone else to our whereabouts."

Ron hung his head still, but perked up when Harry tried to smile. "Now if Hermione were here you would be getting a lecture on the finer points of casting spells, and the proper flick and swish of your wand." Both boys laid down, Harry was exhausted from his numerous injuries, and Ron was exhausted from lack of food and carrying Harry most of the day. Sleep took them both in a matter of minutes, and it was a good thing as one of the snakes slithered over them both to get out the open window.