Harry had responded immediately to that letter and eaten half a mince pie since he had received it. He hoped she was not to busy to send a note in the next few days and looked forward to what she would write next. What he did not know was how soon he would be seeing her.

Harry looked up after reading the letter hoping that he was still the only one awake. Hearing loud steps going down the hall Harry shoved the letter back into the corner of the picture frame and pulled on a shirt to cover his bare chest. He hoped the heat spell was almost over.

Dudley was waddling past his room when Harry opened the door. "What's that you got in there?" the large boy asked as he poked his head in the doorway.

"What's what?" Harry responded puzzled.

"That picture," Dudley responded, "She's hot."

Harry wasn't sure what got him started but something about what Dudley had said made his blood boil. "Shut up!" he snarled, glaring at Dudley.

"What Potter? Is she your girlfriend?" Dudley smirked as the hateful words came out of his mouth.

"I said SHUT UP!" Harry yelled as he swung a punch. Dudley was too slow and Harry hit him squarely in the jaw. Dudley swung back and they began a brawl. Uncle Vernon came out of his door, Petunia peeking out behind to find the two boys rolling on the floor and both swinging punches.

"THAT'S ENOUGH!" he said pulling Harry up off Dudley and throwing him on the floor. "I'll have none of this in my house boy" Vernon said.

"Fine," Harry responded, "I'm leaving." He packed his trunk, owled Remus to tell him he was going to his flat and flagged the Night Bus.

The journey to Remus' flat was the worst that Harry had ever experienced. The Bus made more sharp turns then ever before and the rain made it impossible to see out the window. "'arry Potter? We're at Goblin Gardens."

"Thanks Stan," Harry said as he pulled his trunk from over his head and rolled it down the isle. Out on the street the thought first occurred to him that he should have owled Ginny. "too late now," he said to the damp cold air as he rang the buzzer on the apartment door.

"Your name and business with Mr. Lupin?" The pleasant voice from the buzzer asked.

"Harry Potter, I'm here to sleep."

"Right away sir," the voice was beginning to make Harry sick. The door opened into a small foyer with a table in the middle. On the table was a small badge labeled with Harry Potter, Sleep. He frowned, shook his head and pinned it onto the front of his shirt. Harry heard footsteps coming down the stairs and found Remus staring at him.

"Morning Harry," Remus grinned, "I was expecting you."

"Well, er, Morning."

"C'mon in," Remus opened the door and led Harry inside. They wandered around a bit before stopping in the flats small kitchen. Remus wondered aloud if Harry was hungry and the two of them had toast and tea. "What brings you here?" Remus peered over his cup at Harry who was hastily buttering his toast.

"Nothin'" Harry answered quickly. "I don't want to talk about it," he added a sugar cube to his steaming cup and began to bite into his toast. Stopping abruptly as if suddenly remembering he said, "I have to owl Ginny."

"Ginny?" Remus grinned visibly amused by Harry's sudden outburst. "Why Ginny?"

"And Ron and Hermione," Harry quickly added, but the damage was already done. He had let slip the one thing he had vowed never to let slip.

"Congratulations Harry," the older man rolled of his tongue. "You are a typical Potter male. Every single one of them has fallen for a red headed woman since before they left Egypt in the 500's."

"I haven't fallen for her," Harry protested. "We're friends. Just friends."

Remus seemed content at that but he appeared unconvinced. They passed the rest of the day in silence, Harry owling the Weasleys and doing his homework. Remus filled out various job applications until seven in the evening. A key was heard turning in the lock. Harry was too far from the door to hear it and Remus was unconcerned.

"Remus?" a woman's voice rang through the flat.

"In the kitchen, Love," Remus said. Harry as curious as ever stopped mid-sentence and put down his quill stepping into the small room. He found a sight he had never even imagined. Tonks sitting on Remus' lap and setting giving him a kiss hello.

"Oh, love I forgot," Remus enunciated, "we have company."

"I hope I brought enough Chinese then," Tonks smiled devilishly. She picked up a large bag that said "Have a Nice Day" in large blue lettering.

Harry shook his head muttering something that sounded much like "Don't hurt yourselves," as he made his way to the refrigerator and extracted a leftover box of pasta and a bottle of Butterbeer.

A/N well, hoped you folks liked it. I realize that I as of now have no reviews so I'm writing a little review haiku

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