Duo brushed the soot off of his clothes after he tumbled out of the fire place. He hated traveling by the floo network, but it was better than apparating at the moment. He was still angry at Zechs. He was afraid that he would have lost his concentration and end up somewhere else.

Duo scanned the room for his father and didn't see him. Duo found it odd since he had just been talking to his father. Duo just plopped himself on a sofa and began to heal his arm.

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Harry Potter thought he heard a noise coming from the living room downstairs. He decided to investigate. He didn't like unwanted houseguests to find their way into his home. All he wanted was his privacy and he finally achieved it.

Harry made his way downstairs and peeked around the corner. He could tell that there was someone on the room, but he couldn't tell who it was. The back of the chair was blocking his view.

He could tell the person was male from the light tenor that was drifting across the room to his hiding place. Harry knew the voice from somewhere; he just couldn't place where he had heard it before.

Harry took a step forward, careful of where he was placing his feet. He didn't want the floorboards to squeak and alert his intruder of where he was. He crept up behind the chair and was about to pounce when all of a sudden he was staring down a barrel of a gun.

Harry swallowed and looked up from the barrel. He was staring into familiar indigo. A smile broke out on the intruder's face and he put his gun away. Then Harry was swept into a hug.

"Arawn, stop it. You're squeezing too tight." Harry laughed. He had missed his long-haired friend. It had been almost half a year since he had seen the American.

"I'm sorry Harry." Duo apologized sheepishly. He wasn't used to hearing his real name.

"It's ok. I'm glad to see you. You've haven't been around much since Hogwarts." Harry thought that Arawn's sudden apology was uncalled for. "You don't have to apologize."

Duo grinned back at Harry. "I'm still not used to that name."

Harry laughed. "That's cause you are never here to get used to it."

Duo grinned. "Yea well, I can't help it that the Muggle world needs my impeccable skills." Duo strutted around the room before he fell into a fit of giggles.

Harry noticed that Remus had entered the room shaking his head. When Harry had first met Duo, he couldn't believe that the boy was Remus' son. Duo took after Remus in the looks department. But his personality was definitely Sirius'. The constant pranks were a daily reminder of Harry's godfather.

"Cub, what in Merlin's name are you doing?" Remus asked his son.

Harry smiled to himself when he heard the nickname. Harry knew that Duo hated it, but put up with the nickname because of his father. Ever since Sirius had died, Remus was always coddling Duo, making sure his son had whatever Remus could provide for him.

"Dad, I'm 22 years old…must you use that nickname?" Duo teased Remus.

Remus put his hands on his hips. "I don't care if you are 500 years old, you will always be my cub." The werewolf told him.

Duo laughed. "I know Dad. I just like giving you a hard time." The younger werewolf convinced his father. The truth was, it did grow on him. It had taken a year or two to get used to it.

Duo picked himself of the floor and ran into his father's arms. Duo had missed their comfort while he was on his own. Duo felt like crying, but knew he couldn't. It was a vow he had made a long time ago.

"I'm glad you're home for some time. I'd feel better if you just gave up your Muggle life." Remus pulled away from his son.

"I know. Maybe I will. I haven't decided yet." Duo told his father honestly.

"Well, I have to be off. There was a werewolf attack and I have to go do my job. I'll be back later tonight cub." Remus kissed his son on the forehead. "Catch up with Harry while I'm gone. He's on…vacation too." With that said, Remus left his son there.

"I thought you didn't like the cub?" Harry teased Duo.

"It makes Dad happy if he can call me that. It's something I shouldn't take from him. It's bad enough he lost daddy." Duo said with a sad voice. Duo had only met Sirius once and he regretted that he couldn't spend more time with his birth 'mother'.

"Yea, we all miss Sirius." Harry was at a loss for words.

"I just wish I knew more about him, or at least had more than ten minutes with him. I finally had talked Dumbledore in letting me meet with him. And when I got there, he was tending to Buckbeak. I was nervous at first, but he gave me a hug. He smiled and told me that he was glad to have me back. Then he learned that you were at the Ministry, and he didn't waste any time getting to you. Of course I followed him. And helped you and the D.A. The last time I saw him, he had taken a hex for me." Tears started to well up in Duo's eyes as he remembered his father's death.

"Duo." Harry whispered. Harry wasn't sure how to comfort Duo. He knew from experience that Duo didn't accept comfort, but gave it to others. Harry also knew that Duo never and yet here the dam was ready to break. Harry made up his mind.

Harry hugged Duo fiercely and decided not to let go. "Duo…I know you didn't Sirius that well, but he lives on in you. He would be proud of you today. And I bet he wouldn't think any less of you if you cried."

Duo sighed and rested his head on Harry's shoulder and buried his face into Harry's chest. Then the sobs racked Duo's body as he cried for his father, for the Maxwell Church, and for those he had killed during the wars.

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Harry laid Duo on the bed. Duo had cried for hours and it finally wore him out. Harry ruffled the bushy bangs with affection. Harry turned around and walked out of Duo's room, careful not to wake the young werewolf.

Harry sighed as he sat down in front of the fireplace. It had been a long since he had seen Duo and he hoped he had gotten over Duo since then. Harry let a chuckle. He thought it was funny that he called Duo Arawn when talking to him, but thought of him as Duo. The two people were the same, but yet different.

When Duo was in the wizarding world, he allowed his friends to call him Arawn. But if he ran into a Muggle friend, they called him Duo. Harry knew that if he had two identities like that, he would have lost his mind already.

He also knew everything there was about Duo. Harry knew that Duo had suffered like he had. But at least Duo had one parent left, whereas Duo had none. But Harry couldn't really their lives. They were the same, yet different. Everyone suffers in life, just some suffered more than others.

Harry had to admire Duo. He carried on when there was no hope. In a way, Harry was reminded of himself. Duo had courage and strength, and never gave up. And that Duo drew his strength from his friends.

Harry had felt a pull towards Duo since he first met the brash American. There was something about Duo that made Harry feel alive. Harry thought that once Duo wasn't part of his daily life that he would forget about the long haired werewolf. But it didn't, it made his feelings stronger.

He knew that Duo didn't date. Duo had always used the excuse that he was a werewolf. And Harry had been suspicious of that excuse. He knew that Duo was a werewolf. He had helped the American sneak out to the shrieking shack when the boy transformed.

Harry laughed at a sudden memory that popped into his mind. He remembered Duo's first encounter with the Dark Lord. Duo had insulted Lord Voldemort by calling him Lord Moldy But. Voldemort had not found it funny, but Harry and the Aurors had.