Chapter 6

Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and Harry slowed down and tip toed silently to the front door of the burrow. Getting to the door Ron took out a package of oil from his pocket, he had brought it just in case something like this might happen, and dripping it on the hinges of the door he swung it open and stepped inside. Harry, Ginny and Hermione followed. Ron had just started to smile and say, 'Well, I think we're saf-'

'WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU WERE DOING! I SPECIFICALLY TOLD YOU TO BE HOME AS SOON AS POSSIBLE, AND FRED AND GEORGE TELL ME THEY SEEN YOU FOLLING AROUND DOWN IN DIAGON ALLEY! DO YOU NOT FEEL THAT YOUR MOTHER THE WOMAN WHO HAS RAISED YOU AND LOVED YOU WOULD NOT IN THE SLIGHTEST BIT BE WORRIED?'

'Mum, we-'

'DO NOT INTERRUPT VIRGINIA WEASLEY, YOU ARE IN ENOUGH TROUBLE AS IT IS!'

'Mum, Ginny only-'

'RONALD AND VIRGINIA WEASLEY, HAVE I NOT RAISED YOU TWO TO UNDERSTAND COMMON MANNORS? HAVE I NOT TOLD YOU WHAT I EXPECT OF GROWN TEENAGERS? HAVE I NOT TREATED YOU WITH TRUST AND CAREING-'

But at this point Mrs. Weasley let out a shaky sob and seemed to quaver a bit. In an instant all four teenagers huddled around the large loving woman, quickly apologizing and reassuring her of everything that they could possibly think of. After a moment Mrs. Weasley gave them all a small, still slightly angry smile, and said, 'Off to bed, before I completely lose it.'

At these words the four teens quickly gave Mrs. Weasley a kiss on the cheek and then hurried up the stairs to their respective bedrooms. Ron turned to Harry and said, 'Sorry mate, I should have kept a closer look at the time. It's all my fault my mum yelled at us.'

Harry who was also listening to the soft murmurings of Hermione and Ginny behind them shrugged his shoulders and said dismissively, 'Don't worry about it. Things happen you can't help.'

Ron smiled at Harry and as they got to his room he said, 'So do you want top or bottom bunk?'

Harry looked at the new bed that was in the room, the Weasley's had gone out and purchased a new bed for Ron and Harry after having sort of adopted him as their own son. Harry smirked and said, 'Top of course.'

Ron smiled back at Harry, but his smile quickly disappeared as Harry began to pull his shirt over his head. 'Uhmm…I feel thirsty, I'm just gonna go and get a drink, I'll be right back.'

Harry looked after Ron left, he felt slightly relieved, and he didn't want Ron to question the bruises or scars on his body. Thins were just easier in general if things were left a secret.

As Ron walked down the stairs to the kitchen he repeatedly berated himself, 'Harry is your best mate, and you are NOT gay, why are you doing this? You need to snap out of it, and quick.'

Ron slowed down and was about to enter the kitchen when he heard quite whispering. Moving closer to the wall and perking his ears up he silently cursed himself for not having a set of extendable ears on him.

'…Molly, we should ask Albus to reconsider, after all, Harry is only a teenager. He's the same age as our Ron, and only a year older than our Ginny. He still needs to experience some semblance of a child hood.'

Sighing a worn female voice said, 'I know Arthur, but Albus is also right, Harry is needed to fight this war. Everyone and anyone has known it since he was only a year old. Poor little rascal.'

'That's exactly it though Molls, he's been working on this war for all of his wizarding life, and before that he was a virtual slave to that so called 'family' of his. The boy needs some fun.'

' Arthur, I realize what you're saying, what Remus and Tonks are saying, heck, what the rest of the males in this family are saying, but I can't help but want to feel the freedom of no you-know-who around. I mean, he isn't going to wait until Harry has a child hood to attack, he's going to attack when he thinks no one is looking.'

Ron heard some shuffling and assumed his father had pulled his mum into a hug as his father's voice started again, 'I know exactly how you feel, but don't you feel like we should be looking out for ALL our children, Harry included?'

Not hearing anything for a moment Ron was about to start heading back upstairs when he heard a short sob and then his fathers soothing voice, 'There there Mollikins, everything will be just fine. We'll let the four kids go off to Hogwarts, and if we feel that in any of their letters they're sounding a bit sad or morose, we'll call a meeting with Dumbledore…'

Having heard enough for one night Ron turned around and started to head back to his room. His mind was whirling with thoughts, he tried to think about it, but he'd never actually heard Harry complain about what happened at the Dursley's, only that he hadn't liked them overly much. Thinking even harder he couldn't recall one time when Harry had mentioned anything about living at the Dursley's. Sure, he spoke of how they looked and of his memories with his mum and dad, but never of what he did at the Durlsey's.

As he pondered he slowly made his way up the stairs, his mind had never really worked this hard on anything before. Actually it had; that one time when he had tried to figure out what his feelings for Hermione were while trying to figure out his feelings over the entire Hermione-Viktor thing. He had eventually realized he felt more of a brotherly protective feeling for her than a lovers feeling of possessiveness. Reaching his room he quickly tried to snap out of his function as he opened the door.

'Hey Ron, I've got a riddle for you, what's the difference between Nearly Headless Nick, and yourself?'

Ron smirked and said, 'Come on Harry, I'll never get it.'

'Come on, take a guess.'

Laughing Ron said, 'What, did he have red hair while he was alive or something?'

Harry rolled over on the top bunk to face Ron and smiled broadly, 'Nope but close. Give up?'

'Yeah, I definitely give up, now tell me.'

Smiling wickedly Harry said, 'I'm not so sure I should. Maybe I should leave you hanging.'

Ron gave a snarl and said in a warning voice, but joking eyes, 'Tell me or else…'

Letting out a small laugh Harry said, 'The difference between Ronald Weasley…' short pause to annoy Ron with the use of his full name, 'And Nearly Headless Nick is that Nick's executioner used an axe to chop off his head, where as your mom just chewed off yours.'

Ron gave a sort of grimace as Harry reminded him of what his mum and dad had been talking about, 'Look mate, there's something I think I should tell you.'

Seeing the grimace and hearing his friends somber tone Harry slid off the bunk bed and walked over to Ron, 'What?'

'Uhmm…I kind of over heard my mum and dad talking about Dumbledore and you. My dad figures you shouldn't be going back to Hogwarts this year but that you should be having a child hood or something like that. But my mum, she feels that Dumbledore's right, that you should be practicing to fight you-know-who. She said that 'You-know-who isn't going to wait for Harry to have a child hood, he'll attack when he thinks no ones looking'.'

Harry looked at Ron for a good long moment before he said in a soft voice, 'I need a drink. Be right back.'

As Ron now watched Harry leaving the room he felt slightly ill and quite a bit worried for his friend.

As Harry rounded the doorway to the kitchen he sighed and walked to the sink. Looking out the window over it he filled a glass full of water and looked at the moon. And he said softly, 'They all expect me to be perfect, their savior. But how can I?'

Smiling sadly he began to sing,

'There's too much work and I'm spent
There's too much pressure and I'm bent
I've got no time to move ahead
Have you heard one thing that I've said

All these little things in life
They all create this haze
There's too many things to get done
And I'm running out of days…'

Looking at the stars in the sky he continued singing in a soft voice,

'…Well all these little things in life
They create all this haze
And now I'm running out of time
I can't see through this haze

My friend tell me why
It has to be this way
There's too many things to get done
And I'm running out of days…'

Drinking his glass of water he sets it down on the counter which began to magically wash it and put it away before he had even turned around. Walking back to the stairs he began to walk back up to Ron's room. Hearing some whispered murmuring on his way to Ron's room he stopped and put his ear against Ginny's door.

'….Hermione…that feels so nice….'

'I know it does, now kiss me…'

Smiling to himself Harry turned and continued back on his way back to Ron's room. This would just be one more thing he couldn't tell Ron, one more secret. Only difference between this one and all the others would be that this one was a happy one. There were no tears or danger involved in it. No mortal danger anyhow.

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As Draco walked elegantly from the floo he dropped his many packages on the floor and flopped onto the day bed that was right beside the fireplace. Putting his arm across his face he sighed and stood up to make himself some supper. He had to make it himself as he had fired all the house elves, the reminded him too much of his parents.

Walking to the kitchen he quickly whipped up a vegetable soup. Adding his crackers to it he sat down at the kitchen table, looking sadly at the places were his parents used to sit from him. His mothers seat were she would have been daintily sipping at her soup, careful not to spill a drop, his fathers seat where he would have been talking gloomily about what Voldemort had set as a task now.

Disgusted with the fact that he couldn't have even a simple meal without being reminded of his parents he walked to the sink and poured the remaining sink down the garberater. Turning to the living room he sat in a sofa and stared at the pictures on the mantle.

Looking at a picture of his family he fell into old memories,

'Draco, Darling, come here my blond angel. Come to mommy.'

An energetic young toddler ran over to the beautiful blond woman that stood so gracefully and beautiful. She had a hand placed gently on her round belly.

'Come sweet, feel your sister kick.'

'Mommy, does baby want to play?'

'Yes, and baby knows she will be out in a short while. Now Draco, can you tell me how much older than baby you are?'
'Draco is two years older than baby.' As the small little boy said this he stuck up three of his small fingers.
Laughing the woman gently pushed down one finger and said, 'Yes, Draco is two years older than his sister.'

FLASH

'Draco, son, come here.'
'Coming daddy.'
A slightly older, but still blond young boy ran to an older looking replica. The older man picked up his young son and said, 'Do you feel like flying today?'

'Do we get to go for a ride on father's broom?'

Chuckling the older man shook his head and said, 'NO, but Draco can fly on his own, just like a bird.'

Laughing the little boy put his arms out and began to flap them like a bird does its wings, 'Fly me daddy, fly me!'

Laughing at his young sons words the man tossed his son up into the air and then caught him gently.

'Whee Daddy!'

FLASH

A young boy was now swinging on a swing his mother behind him as she pushed; a young baby was resting in the grass underneath the same weeping willow.

'Mommy, can Amiée swing with me?'

Smiling and laughing lightly the woman said, 'Sorry Draco, Aimée is too young, maybe in another year.'

Pouting slightly the young boy nodded his head and said, 'In a year Amiée can play. And she and Draco will have lots of fun.'

Laughing again the beautiful woman said, 'Yes Draco, you two will have lots of fun.'

FLASH

Now the man, woman, young boy and a small girl were all sitting in a large tent that was multi colored, and there was a lot of excited murmuring going around. The boy looked fairly old now and was holding the girl's hand, 'Look Amiée, there's a hippogriff right there.'
The young girl scooted closer to him on the seat and said, 'Don't let 'im eat me Daco.'

Smiling at her the older boy wrapped his arms around her in a hug and said, 'Don't worry, I'd never let anything happen to you. You are much too special for anything to happen to.'
At the young girl and boys words the older couple smiled with pride in their eyes, the young boy had taken to his younger sister instantly, claiming himself to be her protector the minute she was born.

FLASH

'Lucius, this is the last warning before I take everything from you. Next task you refuse and I will take more than just a child.'
In the corner the lovely woman from earlier was holding tightly onto the younger girl. The young boy stood in front of them with a look of determination on his face.

'Leave us alone you bad man.'
The older man looked on sadly, there were too many Death Eaters to even try and put up a fight, but he had to try, no matter how stupid it was. And he did try, him and Draco, they took curse after curse. Their screams of pain were mingled with the screams of terror of the young girl.
'Amiée, I will find you.' The young boy said this before he fell into complete darkness.

FLASH

The woman's lifeless body, her blond hair surrounding her head like an angel's halo. She lay in the arms of the man, whose form was also lifeless. Beside the two sat an older teenage boy, his face was stained with tears as he looked up at a man in a hooded cloak.
The man said in a rasping voice, 'Your father was warned.'
Standing up angrily the boy said, 'So you killed them! You killed them because they refused to blow up a children's ward! You killed them because they showed decency! What type of sick people are you!'
At the boys words he was hit with a powerful spell, one that left gashes on his chest, ribbing his shirt to shreds. But the boy remained standing, his eyes beginning to glow with an eerie silver light.
All of a sudden there was a great explosion, destroying everything and everyone in the building; except for one, the boy.

FLASH

Raking his fingers through his hair Draco yelled at the room in large, 'Why them! Why her!'

Once he had vented a bit of his anger a small little silver coated animal sat in his lap. Its front paws were placed on his chest and it licked his face softly with its raspy tongue. The small Meeval was trying to comfort its distressed master. It could feel the sadness and anger rolling off his body.

Draco smiled wearily at the tiny animal, 'Hey Bitz, how was today? Not too boring I hope. Oh well, off to Hogwarts tomorrow, and I can't leave you home now that…'clearing his throat he continued, 'can't leave you home alone.'

The small animal curled up on his shoulder and let out a soft warble of happy music. Smiling Draco let the animal stay on his shoulder, knowing it could keep its balance, and began to pick his packages up.

'Well Bitz, I better put these in my trunk for tomorrow. And we better get your stuff together as well.'

Walking up the stairs Draco thought to himself, and tomorrow is another day.

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