AN: I FINALLY UPDATED! I FINALLY UPDATED! THANK YOU ALL WHO HAVE WAITED. I'VE BEEN OUT OF THE COUNTRY AND I'M JUST SO HAPPY TO BE BACK AND NOW I CAN CONTINUE! WHOOOPEE! I AM BURSTING WITH FANFICTION EAGER TO GET READY! cough cough, well chapter 20's up now how about chapter 21?

Chapter 21

"Professor?" Ginny asked turning from the yellow cartoon chasing what looked to be a pink blob. Dumbledore gave a smile but it did not reach his eyes. His cornflower blue eyes had lost their twinkle and the old wizard suddenly looked his age.

Pavarti stood up abruptly accompanied by her twin. "Dumbledore? Have you heard from our families? Were they hurt?"

Neville and Gino looked worried as well. Neville feared for his grandmother while Gino worried about his sister.

Dumbledore did not speak at first but then he let out a weary sigh. "Ms. Patils, I am sad to inform that your parents are missing." Padma gasped. "This does not mean that they are deceased, but I am afraid the casualties at Hogsmeade were great and many bodies have not been found." The news gave them no comfort. Death Eaters were not merciful. Hermione, book discarded looked at them with sympathy and she and Ginny comforted the crying girls.

Dumbledore turned to Gino. "Mr. Tsukino, your sister is fine and well. Aurors found her alive and well in the Honeydukes cellar and she will be sent here that is with the permission of Mr. Potter and that you all stay here."

Harry nodded. Since Sirius died, Grimmauld place was legally his. "It's fine." he told them quietly and Gino looked very relieved that his sister was alright. But with the trouble in Britain, his parents would most likely send him and his sister back to Japan.

Neville stood up. "What about my grandma?" he demanded in a very "un Longbottom" way. Dumbledore's eyes grew sadder. "She is alive." Neville did not relax. Something in Dumbledore's eyes told him there was more. The old wizard continued. "We found her amongst the rubble with a note attached to her handbag. It seemed she was intentionally the target of Lestrange..."

That name made Harry shoot up and Neville ran out of the room not wanting to hear the rest of what the Headmaster had to say.

"That bitch!" Harry hissed. Harry thought no hate could ever be greater than his for Voldemort, but Dark Lord's most loyal follower was getting to be the brunt of Harry's rage. He simmered down. He had lost Sirius to Bellatrix, but Neville had not only lost his parents, but now his grandmother too to insanity. Harry began to think he was fortunate that his parents were not alive and had not been tortured. When Dumbledore opened his mouth to address Blaise, the boy glared at him and cut him off.

"I know my parents are missing. You know why? Of course you know why, They're the ones that did it, attacked Hogsmeade. Bunch of fucking hypocrites and traitors. They fill me with lies about that bloody serpent then try to kill me off." Blaise hissed, blue eyes filled with hurt and rage. Molly Weasley stepped in. "Remus is awake." she informed.

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Dumbledore did no stay long. He was just the unfortunate bearer of bad news and would arrange for GIno's sister and the new arrivals they're belongings. Grimmauld Place was safe enough until they could return to Hogwarts. It was holiday break, but for all the occupants, it was the worst Christmas ever.

As soon as Harry knew Remus was awake she rushed to the medical wing on the mansion. When he arrived, Lupin was still in the bed looking bored and staring at the ceiling. He looked weak, his brow was wrapped with bandages and an ugly jagged scar ran from his eyebrow and down to his cheek. When he saw Harry he smiled.

"Hey Prongslet." he said in a hoarse voice and began to heave dry coughs. Harry quickly conjured up a glass of water and helped the werewolf drink who was very grateful. When Remus opened his mouth to speak Harry hushed him.

"You shouldn't speak right now. You have to keep your energy. You can tell me everything later." Remus gave a put out look that reminded Harry of Sirius. Harry's green eyes glistened with unshed tears and he grabbed Remus's hand. "I thought I lost you. I don't know if I could take it if you went away. You're my family Remus. You, the Weasley's, Hermione...and Draco."

When Remus gave a look of shock, Harry had to laugh and he wiped his eyes. He gave Remus a hug and told Remus to get some sleep. Remus looked frustrated but he nodded and yawned. The werewolf was still very tired. When Harry left Remus to rest, he bumped into Draco who had been going to see him. He had no time to react when Draco crushed his lips against his, tongue seeking entrance. Confused, but aroused by Draco's ferocious attack, Harry wrapped his arms around Draco's neck letting his fingers entangle in the silky blonde hair. When Draco's wandering hands cupped his ass, Harry broke the kiss.

"What's all of this about?" he asked and Draco smirked.

"Do I need a reason molest you?" Draco asked and Harry chuckled.

"It's not molestation when I want it." he purred and Draco gave an evil smile and began to lead his boyfriend to their room when Harry stopped him suddenly.

"THis seems wrong. I'd feel guilty when everyone else is all sad and screwed up."

'DAMN Gryffindor conscience!' Draco thought. His face must've showed it, for Harry gave him a piercing look and Draco pouted. How could anyone resist the Slytherin Sex God? Obviously Harry could, for he gave the blonde a sweet kiss and walked down the corridor. Draco sighed. Things seemed to get more and more complicated and the next day was Christmas Eve. Draco decided to contact Severus for a few more presents.

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Neville could barely hear the gentle voice over his quiet sobbing. (Aww my poor Neville:( )

"Neville?" Neville did not answer until an arm wrapped over his shoulders and the person sat beside him. When Neville looked up he saw Harry, green eyes filled with sadness. "Will you be okay?"

Neville shrugged and wiped his nose. He didn't want to seem weak in front of his great friend. Neville wished he were like the lightning scar clad lad, strong and brave. Harry had had so much happen to him yet he could still fight on.

"I know you hate Lestrange because she killed your godfather, but I HATE HER MORE!" Neville screamed and Harry shrunk back slightly.

"She's taken everything from me, mum, dad, and now my grandmum. I've had it, I'm going to kill her. She's not going to Azkaban or getting captured by Aurors, not even the Dementor's Kiss. No she's going to DIE by MY hand!" Neville emphasized and shrugged Harry's arm off his shoulder. Harry bit his lip. He wanted the same thing. Since Sirius's fall in the veil, Harry swore to himself that he would kill Bellatrix to avenge his godfather's death. He looked at Neville, his face was filled with such fury and hate that it made Harry shiver and watched as Neville furiously dried his tears. Harry bit his lip then gave a small smile.

"When you do Neville, you have to get a hit in for Sirius. She deserves to die. There's no counting all the other lives she may have taken or who else she may have tortured." Harry said calmly and Neville looked even more saddened.

"But now what? I have no one now." he whispered, brown hair falling to cover his eyes and Harry touched his shoulder. "You have all of your friends and I'm not going to watch you wither away. You're stronger than you realize Neville. I can see it, and so should you."

Neville gave a small sigh. He sure didn't feel like it. He whispered, "Thanks Harry." and Harry smiled. "No problem."

Then doing something completely random, Neville whispered, "Do you think I should ask Luna out when we go back to school?

Harry blinked.

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Ginny was furious to say in the least. She was sad Hogsmeade was destroyed, but she was blowing steam on how she had lost Harry. When she found out Harry was gay and was going out with his worst enemy she went ballistic. WHen Harry had broken it off with Kelly and had dodged many girls advances Ginny began to think she had a chance, that he was waiting for the right someone. Her. She observed where she was. Grimmauld Place had hundreds of rooms. She had found the room located near the dungeons. She suspected it was a closet full of Potions Items due to all the unidentified bottles all stacked upon the dusty shelves. There were a few rickety chairs covered in spider webs that the redhead girl did not trust, so she had conjured up a comfy red armchair. She sighed. Perhaps Harry's feelings for Draco were a phase. No one could love that slimy git. He had tormented Harry, her brother, and Hermione for years and he had made fun of her family. How could they all easily forgive that? Hermione was being civil to Malfoy and so was her mother and the twins. Ron was grudgingly being nice, under Hermione's scrutinizing eye and Harry...

Ginny shrieked. How was this possibly. She picked up a book that was on a shelf beside her and was about to chuck it to the other side of the room when the the title glinted golden letters. She paused and wiped the dust off with her sleeve. LOVE POTIONS OF THE CENTURY. Ginny paused. Would she dare? She bit her lip and finally opened the book and began to read. She browsed through it and finally her hand stopped on a page and a grin slowly spread on her face. Perhaps Harry could love her after all and forget about that stupid ferret.

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"WORMTAIL!"

A plump, mousy looking man with buck teeth and stringy hair scurried in the dark and damp room before falling to his knees.

"Y..yes Master?"

"Retrieve young mister Caius Malfoy for me. I have a job for him."

Wormtail nodded and stood up keeping his head bowed to the Dark Lord. "Yes m...my Lord." he stuttered and practically dashed away. A grayish hand waved in the air and a fireplace suddenly blazed with fire, it's light reflecting off the walls. A cold chilling laugh came from its owner as the Dark Lord was closer to achieving his goal.

AN: Ok I know I split this chapter up like every two paragraphs, sorry about that. So how do you guys like this chapter. I'll focus on making the next one longer and if you have any suggestions just leave a review. I'm open to all things. If anyone can guess who Caius Malfoy is (quite easy really) then you are a genius! Ok maybe not, mwhahahahaahaha! Ciao!