I hope people are enjoying this and I guess I will continue writing for now, but who knows how long this will last…please review and let me know what you think if you want more. Oh and sorry for any errors. I haven't really edited this one very much, I have had HBP, two weddings and other junk in the past two weeks that has kept my mind busy, so ignore them (or send a review...wink wink...).

Chapter 2

Harry's eyes slowly opened to a bleary crooked nose. Snape.

"You're awake. I guess that can be considered an improvement…" Snape stated coldly before turning away to deal with other matters.

Harry groaned and rubbed his head as he propped himself up on one elbow. He looked around trying to make sense of the spinning bleary world around him. The memories of the last half an hour came rushing back to him making Harry wish he would black out again.

He saw the unfocused outline of his glasses and fire-licked wand next to his leg; Harry grabbed them both (not his leg). Now with proper vision through obviously rapario fixed glasses, he saw the mayhem that existed around him.

There were a few witches and wizards that Harry recognized from the Order of the Phoenix including Dumbledore and Lupin who were talking together, Snape, who was holding a bottle of green flames and Tonks, who was sporting a long black braid that reached her waist. Harry also saw a number of witches and wizard that he assumed were members of the Ministry of Magic. These witches and wizards were administering Memory charms to the muggles and generally trying to keep the peace.

Questions and thoughts buzzed though Harry's head as he tried to make sense of it all. This must be what it looks like after an attack by Voldemort. This thought made Harry's skin crawl and he suddenly became aware how sore his body was. He was just about to lay back down when he saw Dumbledore and Lupin approach him.

Harry stood up slowly and stood before two of the men he respected most.

"Harry, I know you must have a lot of questions," started Dumbledore when he had reached Harry, "but you need to be hidden away as soon as possible. I am going to leave you with Lupin to work everything out. I am afraid to say you will have to live back at the headquarters. Fortunately, Lupin will be there so you won't have to be alone." A wizard came up behind Dumbledore and touched his arm timidly. Dumbledore turned and returned his head so mystically it almost seemed he didn't even notice the wizard.

"And now I must be stolen away. Farewell."

With that Dumbledore disappeared with a crack followed shortly by the timid wizard who looked scared that he might have interrupted.

"So Harry," said Lupin, "lets get what we can salvage before we take you to Grimmauld Place. It seems a lot of your belongings were saved due to the Fire Repelling charm on your chest. A few things scattered about your room were lost, but on whole you were pretty…um…lucky." Harry had turned from Lupin and was now watching a witch using a salve on Fred's burn wounds. He was unconscious and looking pretty bad. Harry felt a prickle crawl up his spine. He couldn't see George.

"Where's George?" Harry pushed passed Lupin and looked around franticly. "George isn't here, he was in the house." Harry turned on Lupin and started railing on him. "He was in the house! He was unconscious we need to save him, why are you just standing there!"

"Hold on, Harry," Lupin replied calmly, "George was taken directly to St. Mungo's for more…serious treatment. He was in very bad shape, but we must be hopeful. Please Harry, we can't do anything for George right now and you still need to rest, you are not in the best shape yourself. Please let me take you home. Fred will be staying with us as well so he will join us shortly."

Harry checked himself out and realized he must have been out longer than he thought. His legs had bandages all over them as did his arms. He was in so much shock he didn't even realize it. "Ok, but how are we going to get there?"

"Well I was going to call the Knight Bus," Lupin smiled, "but we are trying to heal you not hurt you. So I figure we could take brooms and use a Disillusionment charm. Your broom, fortunately, was in your trunk and was recovered."

Harry flew to Grimmauld Place with little incidence, though exhaustion over came him in the flight and only the fear of falling kept him upright. Once they arrived Harry went to his usual bed and fell sleep instantly.

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When he woke up, Fred was snoring in Ron's usual bed and had an array of magical medical equipment at the foot of his bed. Harry found that his bandages had been changed and cleaned up. His trunk was at the foot of his bed and Hedwig was roosting in her usual place.

Memories of last summer came to him quickly and it almost felt as if last year never happened. If only I could erase the memories of Umbridge and the Department of Mysteries. Harry shook his head and got dressed.

As Harry took the long way down to the basement (through most of the rooms in the house), he noticed that almost nothing had changed since he had lived here last. The only difference was the lack Kretcher, Buckbeak, and his Godfather Sirius Black. He pushed this thought out of him mind as he entered the basement. There was a note sitting on the table next to some steaming toast, eggs, and bacon.

Harry,

This plate should keep your breakfast warm for about 6 hours…more than enough time for you to wake up. Fred has already been feed his morning shake (he is not suppose to have heavy foods yet) and should rest more. If he wakes up I need you to take care of him. That means keeping him in bed as much as possible. I am serious. He needs to get better.

I will let Fred explain to you what he was doing there Yesterday, but please don't push him too much. Both of you have been though a hard ordeal and in all honesty he should be in St. Mungo's, but it is not safe there so make sure he takes it easy. I will be back this evening after I get some more food and check up on George. Stay out of trouble and stay indoors. I know you hate being locked in but too much is unknown at this time.

Your friendly furry,

Lupin

Harry sighed. Stay indoors, and contemplate the billions of questions swimming in his head. At least he had a source with actual answers staying with him. Harry just hoped Fred would be up to answering them.

A/N: Sorry there was pretty much no action in this chapter…I know Hold-outTrout will be sad, but I needed more plot build up. And frankly there are way too many questions to answer and not enough time to answer them while having Voldy attacking them or some other action-y thing. Anywho please R & R. I swear I won't post more until I get more reviews…sigh…ok so I am a horrible liar, but I love hearing what you think.

Yes I will explain Fred and George next time…just thought I would dangle that in front of you to torture you all a little…ok mostly my friend…heehee. Oh, and this was written about a week before HBP came out and so I was going to say that I don't think Lupin would actually sign his letters that way, I put it in for my pleasure, but then I read HBP and I realized that he might very well have...(Thank you James!).