A/N I'm having fun with this story. Enjoy your reading,and review please! Thanks everyone for reviewing.

Chapter 5: Coming Together

Severus was talking to Molly and Author Weasley and updating them on Harry's situation. Author suggested, "Maybe Ron should go to Grimmauld Place. It might help Harry's spirits. What do you think, Severus?"

"I agree, if he is willing and if Molly thinks she can spare him," he looked at the woman who looked as if the stress of the war was finely getting to her. It didn't help matters that she was worried about her 7 children. He did feel sorry for her even if he wouldn't admit it to anyone else.

"Yes," she said shakily nodding," if it will help Harry."

"I'll go tell him to pack," said Bill as he walked out of the room. His parents nodded and he went out of sight up the rickety stairs.

Remus had joined the people staying at Number 12 Grimmauld Place. He was reading in the drawing room. He looked up as Severus and Ron arrived and gave the later a smile and greeted him. Severus gave him a nod and left the room.

"How are you doing Ron? How are Molly and Author?" Remus asked with grim expression. He knew that Molly was battling with her love for her son and for Harry. It was understandable.

"Well, Mum's worried and Dad, well, he is too. They are alright I guess. Was it true that Harry tried to commit suicide?" Ron looked fearful and worried about his friend. Remus nodded and Ron paled, "Do you know why he did it?"

"The best persons to ask would be Mr. Potter himself or perhaps Ms. Hursman or Ms. Granger," Severus said walking back into the room. Ron looked at him and nodded understanding his meaning. He left the room to find them.

Harry and Amber were in the basement-style kitchen. Amber was writing a letter to her grandparents. Harry was talking to her about his situation as he perceived it. Hermione came in and told them that Ron had arrived. Harry looked up and smiled as Ron entered the room, "Harry mate what's up?"

"I'm alright I guess, how about you?"

"You gave us all a scare day before yesterday, but now you're safe…" Ron shrugged and trailed off. Harry furrowed his brows wondering what that was supposed to mean.

"He's just worried about you that's all Harry." Amber reassured him through lagelemancy after a brief pause. That made since to Harry so he overlooked it. Amber broke the silence, "Ron did you see the rest of the house?"

Ron looked relieved and shook his head, "I saw the drawing room but that's all. Snape told me that you all were down here and so I came to find you." He looked a bit puzzled when they didn't look too pleased at what he'd called their hated potions master, "What? Did I say something?" he asked looking at them.

"We'll explain on the way. Let's go see the rest of the house, ok?" said Hermione leading the way out of the room. Amber followed and then Harry. They exchanged a glance wondering at the distance that had sprung up between them and Ron seemingly over night. Would it persist? Who could tell?

It was the night before Harry's birthday and he was up late watching the fire in the drawing room die away. Hermione had long since fallen asleep in a chair reading. Amber appeared in the doorway she put a finger to her lips and indicated the other book-worm in the room; as she was one herself, was sleeping. Harry nodded and gestured her to come over and sit with him.

"It will be your birthday in a few hours. Do you feel any older?" she asked lightly smiling.

He sighed and thought about this for a moment, "Nope, I don't, but I ought to really," he shrugged and looked over at Hermione. She was awake and when he looked back Amber had quietly exited. He sighed again and walked over to Hermione's chair. He smiled and put her bookmark in place at the appropriate page and closed the book. He then placed the book on the coffee table near by.

He gently brushed her hair back from her forehead. It was surprising him how much he was beginning to care about her. He'd always cared but now something was different. He sighed and sat before her chair and watched her sleep until his eyes fluttered closed and his head come to rest on the armrest beside hers.

She lifted her head brown eyes reflecting the light from the fire as she looked at Harry. She was quiet for a time before kissing his head very tenderly. Then she made to get up but thought better of it and settled back to sleep once again. She sighed and closed her eyes, "Happy Birthday, Harry."

Amber peeked in and looked over to where they slept. She jumped when a hand griped her shoulder. Remus was looking past her and smiled, "They're finding out that they like each other; about time too," he added with a chuckle. Amber nodded in agreement.

"I knew they would eventually well, better late then never as the saying goes." She smiled again shaking her head and closing the door as she stepped away heading to her and Hermione's room. She was worn-out and ready for bed, "Happy Birthday Harry," she yawned climbing into bed.

A/N Things are really shapeing up now aren't they? Well we'll see how it goes from here.