A/N: Yeah my spell checker still sucks! Anyway, just disregard any spelling mistakes as a sucky spell checker and my posting late at night! And for everyone how asked: YES I WILL BE FINISHING THIS STORY! I'm having a blast writing it, and I'm one of those people who also hate reading a story that is never finished. I plan on dedicating the rest of my summer vacation to this fic so except a lot more chapters.

Chapter Ten: For Remus

Draco Malfoy usually saw himself as an excellent judge of character. Being a spy, it was a talent that had kept him and his family alive for many years. You had to know who you could trust and who would sell your sorry arse out at a moment's notice. But when it came to Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy turned out to be a horrible judge of character.

Just goes to show you how bad his ability to judge characters was in judging his won character. He thought the Gryffindor had saved their hides form the dementors because his godfather and the werewolf were there. But he had waited until everyone else were safely on their way to Hogwarts before jumping down the tunnel himself, or so his father had told him.

Then, after saving them from a certain death, the Gryffindor Golden Boy went and not only saved them from Azkaban but vouched for them all in front of the Minster for Magic. Although Draco probably would have played that all off for show on Harry's part, the boy-hero had to go and say he meant it.

But actually having a decent conversation with him, Draco realized that Harry Potter was not the person he, his godfather and the rest of the Slytherin thought he was. Harry Potter was smart, funny, sly, brave and a truly good person. But that was no reason for Draco to feel this attracted to him.

Draco had spent most of the might trying to find a reason why he should be horrified at his sudden attraction to the Boy-Who-Lived but had rationalized himself out of every single one.

He was a Gryffindor...but almost a Slytherin.

He was the famous Boy-Who-Lived...but Draco was a Malfoy, practically just as famous.

He was a boy...but Draco liked boys.

He was probably straight...but had only had one date in the last six years.

Theo and Luis were the only others of Draco's friends to see things the way Draco did. His father didn't really mind either way because the latest potions made an heir possible and he wanted Draco happy.

When Black had pointed out that Potter had been starring at him last night, Draco had to fight off a blush. He honestly didn't know when the Gryffindor had turned into such looker but Draco wasn't complaining.

So the next morning found Draco Malfoy staring at Harry Potter, who was looking just as good as he did last night. He seemed to be nervous, not that any regular person could tell, but Draco's character judging was trying to make up for being wrong. He also looked tense, like he was waiting for something to happen.

While Draco studied Harry, Pansy, Theo and Blaise were looking at their best friend in confusion. Draco's eyes hadn't left the Gryffindor side of the table since Potter had arrived. It was uncharacteristic of him, to openly stare at someone like he was doing so now, making Luis look at Blaise with raised eyebrows. If they hadn't been school rivals for the past six years, the Slytherin would say that Draco had a thing for Potter.

Pansy smiled. The idea of Draco and Harry together was hot. It made her feel...Merlin it made his instincts jump! Something was going on here.

"Hey Draco," she said, not really getting a reaction out of him, "Potter sure is looking good again this morning."

"Hmm." came her reply before he sat up straighter and tore his gaze away from Potter. "I didn't notice."

Theo grinned, catching on. "Well I sure did."

Draco gave him an annoyed look. "I thought you had better taste in lovers, Nott."

Blaise smiled this time. "Funny how you always say that when Theo is after someone you want Draco."

Whatever Draco was going to say, and by the looks of his face it wasn't going to be pretty, was cut off by the arrival of the post.

In Draco's opinion, the Daily Prophet had been nothing but a brown paper wanna-be in the first place but it helped to know your enemy and the Press usually reported things you couldn't get from spys.

The attack on Hogsmeade and Sirius Black being found innocent fought for front page, both finally being intertwined together, which made Draco's thought turn back to they mystery of Harry Potter. Not like that subject ever left his thoughts to begin with.

Harry Potter was not having the best of mornings. He had woken up sometime just before sunrise with his scar burning. That was, of course normal in the everyday life of the boy wonder, Harry Potter. Unfortunately, Harry's eyes were also acting up. They were itching like crazy, his eye sight going from clear to blurry all morning.

Remus said that because he was so powerful, he was probably gong through the Transition Week faster than normal. Figures. That meant he'd know who his mate was before the week was up.

He also hadn't stopped sneezing, nearly popping his eyes out on the way to the Great Hall with Sirius and Remus.

He had come to terms, sometime late last night, with the obvious fact that one of the Slytherins were his mate and was, at the moment, wondering who it could be. Pansy was out obviously, because Harry knew his mate was a guy. So was Matt Flint, Harry's mate was in his year, like all Elemental Veela's mates.

Sirius kept looking up from his plate at the ceiling for the morning post. If the Minster came through, Sirius would be officially freed today.

Remus sighed as he looked over at his mate. The need for him to find and have one was not as strong as the one Harry has but it was binding all the same.

"Starring at the windows and not eating won't make it come any faster Sirius." the werewolf said. Both members of his pack were distracted but it was in a good way. Harry had been pretty shocked when he realized one of the Slytherins present were going to be his mate. The Veela had finished reading the chapter on mates before going to sleep but you couldn't tell it by looking at him.

Finally the post came. Sirius literally jumped up to reach the owl and ripped Remus' copy of the Daily Prophet out of it's beak.

Snape was in his usual cheerful mood and just threw his copy of the paper on the table. Harry picked it up and the man sneered at him.

"What, Potter doesn't have his own subscription to the press? Thought you might have wanted to highlight how many times your name was in the paper."

Harry raised his eyebrows. Snape obviously wasn't a morning person-then again, Snape was an anytime of person.

Flicking open the paper Harry talked as he skimmed the front page. "I stopped reading the Prophet when it began calling me an attention seeking psycho and Dumbledore a lying old man. Plus my uncle gets twitchy around owls. Keeps making comment about how much of an excellent shot he is in his hunting club for work. Hedwig usually stays with Ron."

Sirius had finished reading the article and was looking over at Harry, obviously in thought. Harry, feeling his godfather's eyes on him, flipped down one edge of the paper and rose an eyebrow in question. Everyone was looking down at their end of the breakfast table, having read the article on Sirius.

" Do you have anything left at the Dursleys? Anything that can't be replaced?" he asked, a smile on his face. It made him look like the man Harry had seen in the picture of his parent's wedding.

Harry nodded. In his haste, he had forgotten to get the stuff he had hidden in under his bed in the floor.

Sirius was still smiling and it seemed like Dumbledore had caught on to what the dark haired wizard was getting at.

"A wonderful idea, Sirius my boy. I'm sure if you go to the Ministry now and get the papers, you could have them signed by lunch."

Remus 'ahh'-ed and nodded. "We'll need some Order members for protection."

Harry was, for the most part, utterly confused. So they were going to the Ministry, a place that Sirius hated, to get papers. Oh.

"Are you serious?" Harry asked.

"Yes." said Sirius before pausing. "I mean, not only am I Sir-i-us but I'm ser-i-ous. Wait! That isn't right either.."

"That point-" Remus cut in, smiling, "is that Sirius was wondering if you'd like him as your official guardian. We'd have to go to the Ministry and get the guardianship papers and get them signed by the Dursleys."

Sirius nodded. "They owe me. Once I get the papers, you answer to me! Muahahahahaha!"

Harry scratched his chin in thought. "What about Remus?"

Both men turned to look at him. Harry explained. "Well, he's sort of like my family. And I don't want him left out."

Remus smiled sadly. "I would be honored to become one of your guardians but the Ministry would never let me. I'm a werewolf. Only in extremely special cases would that be allowed."

"Remus, if I'm not an 'extremely special cases' no one is! All I have to say is that Voldemort would love nothing more than to grind by bones for his bread and drink my blood under a full moon. This way, if that happens, he has one hundred and seventy pounds of werewolf to look out for. And they can't take away your rights to be happy simply because of an accident when you were young!" It's illogical!"

Dumbledore took this time to butt in, his eyes twinkling again.

"That just might work, Harry. As for protection, I'm sure Severus and Mr. Malfoy here wouldn't mind getting out. I'm sure with them and a couple more Slytherins you'd all be fine."

McGonagall looked at the Headmaster in shock.

"What about what happened yesterday? Severus still hasn't healed and they almost all died!"

"Dumbledore smiled. "But Tom will now expect them to hide. The Ministry is protected by wards and the wards around Mr. Potter's home should be efficient in protecting them until they get back here."

McGonagall didn't look convinced. "Albus, these are children-"

Draco Malfoy spoke up. "I'll go. It's not like we have much else to do. And I refuse to hide from the Dark Lord."

Dumbledore nodded and Lucius smiled. Harry on the other hand, thought the morning was going downhill fast now. The Slytherin were going to the Dursleys with him? Might has well tack a sign on his forehead saying he was verbally and emotionally abused as a kid right now.

And dammit if his eyes chose today of all days to work up.

Snape didn't complain at all, much to everyone's surprise. Turns out the snarky, ill-tempered Potions Master had one great fear: Madam Pomfrey. Of course Harry could understand that fear very well. Hogwarts medi-witch could make Voldemort stay in her ward all night if she thought it was in his best interest.

In the end, the group for the 'Liberation of Harry from the Dursleys' consisted of Harry himself, Sirius, Remus, Snape, Malfoy Sr., Draco, Pansy, Blaise and Theo. The younger Slytherins seemed to be the closest with each other, almost like Harry, Ron and Hermione, in a sneaky Slytherin sort of way.

It took about fifteen minutes of Dumbledore calling in favors by floo for them to get a connection to the 'Births, Deaths, Guardianship and Inheritances' branch of the Ministry. Mr. Malfoy had lost his job at the Ministry when he was arrested in June and the visitor's entrance wouldn't fit them all.

So they all went to Dumbledore's office and one by one floo-ed over to the Ministry. Now the pre-Elemental Veela Harry could have given Tonks a run for her money with his clumsiness but this Harry was graceful. He landed perfectly on his feet, leaving Sirius to make the comical entrance.

And Harry was no disappointed. Sirius Black came tumbling out of the fireplace, tripped over the stand of pokers next to it's entrance and right into the receptionist's desk.

The brunette blinked, her papers everywhere from Sirius' abrupt tumble onto her desk and then from the fact that it was Sirius who had fallen...in.

Sirius smiled charmingly at the girl. "Sirius Black. I was wondering if I could speak to someone about the guardianship of my godson?"

The poor girl looked over and saw Harry standing with the group of Slytherins and her eyes widen so much, they threatened to fall out.

"Mrs. Greengrass in cubicle number nine is free. I'll magic message her too let her know you're coming."

The girl wrote a note quickly and it zoomed off, in paper airplane form to cubicle number nine.

The group followed the message, stopping at a frosted glass door with the words Mrs. Belinda Greegrass on them and knocked. The cubicle was more like an office

"Come in." came a deep musical voice that sounded a bit awed. Sirius bound in like a little kid, bouncing on the balls of his heels when he stood in front of a surprised blond.

"Bee! How are you?" Sirius said, obviously enjoying his new ability to render people speechless. Snape rolled his eyes before sitting down in one of the chairs in the far corner. He seemed to be regretting his decision to come.

Blaise however pipped up. "Aunt Belinda?I didn't know you worked here!"

The surprised lady blinked her brown eyes and looked over at her nephew. "Blaise? What are you doing here? With these people?I haven't been able to contact your mother for weeks!"

Blaise smiled and actually went over and hugged his aunt.

"I'm staying at Hogwarts for the summer. The Dark Lord found out about Dumbledore's spys so mother and father are away in hiding. I'm here with Black and Potter as body guards."

Her eyes went back over to see Harry, Sirius and Remus sitting patiently for the little family reunion to finish.

"Sirius Black? Harry Potter?" she looked like she could hardly believe it before smiling and shaking Sirius' hand like an old friend.

"So you really are free? Thank Merlin the truth came out! I knew you could never do such a thing!"

Sirius beamed at Belinda before she turned and shook hands with Remus and Harry.

"Remus! It's great to see you as well! And this must be young Harry! Looks just like James! But Lily's in there as well!"

Harry blushed. It always felt good to be told he looked like both of his parents.

"Well sit down! Sit down! I suppose you'll be wanting custody of Harry now that you're free?"

Sirius nodded. "I was hoping you could get Remus and myself as his guardians."

Mrs. Greengrass bit her lip. "Getting you custody would be easy, but there are special regulations that have to be followed in Remus' case. He's a known werewolf."

Harry must have had some expression on his face at those last words because the lady was quick to say she held no prejudices against the man Harry considered an uncle.

"Well what are they? The regulations?" asked Harry. He was determined to win this fight.

Mrs. Greengrass shuffled through some papers.

"Well the child in question must be of a certain age, which you are, and there has to be ether no other option or the present guardians have to be shown as unfit. Of course the fact that you'll be having two guardians gives you some points."

Harry sighed. There was no doubt in his mind if this woman knew what the Dursleys had made him do and had done to him in the last fifteen years they'd be declared unfit but Harry had no desire to rehash his shit sad upbringing in front of the Slytherin. Pansy would pity him, and he hated pity. Snape might actually shut up about him being a spoiled celebrity but it would get out. Harry Potter, Boy-Who-Lived, was personal slave to a bunch of relatives and abused as a child.

But it was for Remus. Remus balanced out Sirius as a guardian. Remus, who was afraid of being hurt as a child and even now deserved to belong somewhere. Have a family, dysfunctional as this one would be. Remus, who ha always gotten the short end of the stick, deserved for thing to go his way.

"How do you declare someone unfit?" Harry asked, keeping his eyes averted from the Slytherin as Draco Malfoy's robes whipped around in surprise.

"Harry," began Remus, in a sad voice. "You don't have to do this."

Harry finally drew up his Gryffindor courage and looked around. Blaise looked like he had just missed something obvious, Pansy's eyes were wide while Theo, Lucius and Draco looked at him intently. Snape was making funny sounds with his mouth working like a goldfish. If he was a fish, it would sound like he was drowning.

Mrs. Greengrass went all Ministry official and pulled out another piece of parchment and something that looked like the present Ron had given him.

"I will have to ask you some questions and this will tell me if you are lying and by how much. If it stays white you are telling the truth. Grey you are lying a bit, even just a bit and it will turn and black if you lie out right."

Harry nodded but Sirius grabbed his arm.

"I'd understand if you want me and Remus to leave but understand I will not stop my anger if it's bad."

Harry smiled at him, trying to comfort the older man. Belinda cleared her throat.

"We need witnesses anyway. So let's begin. First I would like to know what makes you think your present guardians are unfit? They are your relatives by blood are they not?"

Harry nodded. "They are but they are also muggles, and while Ihave nothing against muggles, one of my best friends being one and my mother being a muggle-born witch, my relatives hate magic."

Snape seemed to be stuck on the fact that Harry was declaring his relatives unfit guardians.

"And how do you know this?"

Harry sighed. "They have told me. They lied to me about how my parents died and tried to stop me from going to Hogwarts. Hagrid, the grounds keeper and Care of Magical Creatures Professor at Hogwarts," Harry added for her benefit, "had to personally deliver the letter to me and explain all about the Wizarding World."

The crystal hadn't turned grey yet, so Mrs. Greengrass scribbled down all Harry was telling before looking back up.

"These questions will be hard. Was there ever any verbal abuse? Any name calling,berating, insults that were because of you and only you?"

"Yes. To all of the above. My aunt became jealous of my mother when she went to Hogwarts and passed that anger and jealousy onto me. My cousin has the same beliefs although it is mostly my uncle who is guilty. He considers us, wizards and witches freaks and has called not only myself but my friends and their families freaks as well."

Harry confessed all of this in an emotionless voice. In a way it felt good to talk about it, but talking about it made it real and Harry hated that it was.

"Was anyone ever told of this?" the Ministry official asked, probably as shocked as Snape that Harry was abused. " A friend's parent, a teacher a friend?"

Sirius nodded. "Myself and Remus were told some bits but I was on the run and Remus here is a werewolf. No one would have believed it."

She sighed. "Your right. Our government is flawed in so many ways. Were you ever denied any basic human Rights? Food, clothing, shelter, freedom?"

Again Harry nodded and explained. "All my clothes were Dudley's-my cousin- hand me downs. He is still about three times bigger than me so none of it ever fit. The reason was probably because he was fed more than me."

"Were there ever periods of starvation?"

"Yes. Especially when I had bouts of accidental magic. Not knowing I was a wizard and could do magic, I could never explain my I was suddenly on the roof of my school or how that snake got set loose in the zoo once. It was simple really. Blame me for everything that went wrong. I was yelled at, then told to go to my cupboard without anything meals."

Sirius was shaking silently beside Harry and Remus looked sick.

"Cupboard?" whispered Pansy in a shaky voice behind Harry.

"Ah, yes. My first bedroom." continued Harry. Just a bit more and then I'm done. It's all for Remus. Once this is over they can't hurt you anymore. "My first Hogwarts letter was address to the Cupboard Under The Stairs. I lived there for ten years, until the Dursleys thought that they were being watched, when I got my letter, and gave me the spare room. They toned it all down since I've been going to Hogwarts. now they just ignore me. That and make me do all the chores. But here we are now. If you can do this I won't ever be going back. Just long enough to get my stuff. Then I'm gone."

Mrs. Greengrass nodded. "One more question.I have to ask if there was any physical abuse."

Harry shook his head in the negative. "They've never hit me intentionally."The crystal turned grey. Harry frowned. "I don't consider being thrown into that stupid cupboard physical abuse, you stupid piece of glass." It turned white again.

Belinda Greengrass sighed. "Well it official. With this I can proclaim them unfit and give guardianship of you over to Sirius and Remus. You can also press charges of child neglect with this information."

Harry paled and shook his head so hard it was in danger of falling off.

"I want this over with. I press charges and there's a trial and it all gets out. I just want to forget it and move on."

The lady nodded and made out her forms. Once everyone present signed it she gave Sirius the guardianship papers.

"Get them signed and send them to me. Once I get them it's official. I could put a charm on them to make them automatically copy and be sent here if you want?"

Sirius nodded and they quickly left the cubicle. As the Slytherins and Sirius walked a bit ahead, Remus pulled Harry back and hugged him.

"That was a very brave thing you did back there. You faced your demons and came out stronger. I am very proud of you."

Harry hugged the werewolf back his eyes blurry.

"I did it for you. And a bit for me too but I know I'll be happy with you and Sirius. If things had went the way they should have I'd have been with you and your mate anyways."

Remus looked shocked. "How'd you-? What do you-? Huh?"

Harry chuckled but his eyes were still blurry for some reason. "I was made to be a Goddess' matchmaker. If I couldn't see you two as mates I'd be a pretty bad one don't you think?"

Remus chuckled as Harry began to rub his eyes again. Frustrated Harry took off his glasses and looked at them. He could see the clearly and they were spotless so what was the problem? Wait a minute!

"Remus!" Harry whispered excitedly. "I can see!"

Remus smiled as the began to catch up with their group. "Of course you can. You aren't blind."

Harry made an irritated noise at his soon t be guardian. "I mean without my glasses. I can see."

That made him frown. "Already? How's your nose?"

Harry wiggled it. "Tingly. Is that normal? For me anyway?"

Remus shook his head. "No it's way too fast. But look at yourself. what color is your magic?"

Harry looked down at his hand and squinted. An emerald green and silvery grey layer covered his skin but seeped into it too.

"Green and silver." Harry replied before realizing that it was Slytherin colors.

"Is it really?" asked Remus amused.

Harry groaned and caught the attention of Pansy, who quickly averted her eyes.

The whole group was walking in silence, Pansy off by herself. Harry walked over to her and Remus went to calm down Sirius.

Pansy kept her eyes ahead as Harry came level with her. Harry had seen pity in her eyes. Pity and sorrow.

"Don't." he said in a tone that made her eyes dart over to meet his. "I never told anyone because I don't want the reaction I'm getting now. I don't want or need your pity. I swear pity is what made Voldemort go dark. I also don't want you to be upset about it. You couldn't do anything even if you knew. And most of all you didn't do it to me."

Pansy was silent. Harry continued, looking around without his glasses for a moment.

"I like you, Pansy. You're okay, for a Slytherin. Just don't change now and ruin our... truce, for lack of a better word, that we've made over that last few days."

Pansy smiled. "I guess I was just shocked that it happened to you. You've never let on or acted differently." She closed her eyes for a moment and opened them. "Time for my confession, I guess. When I was six, my mum and dad separated for two years. My mom actually re-married but he was a horrible person. He was physically abusive. When my mother tried to end the marriage he threatened to kill her. Draco found out about it and his mum and dad found my dad. He came and saved us. Mum took him back after that."

Harry was a bit shocked. He always figured that the Death Eater parents were abusive evil gits in the first place but not that it was so complicated. Pansy was still speaking.

"Draco said he knew something was wrong because I acted different. His mother and mine are best friends so when he told her about it she came over and got the truth out of my mum. She still has nightmares about it, my mum. I don't remember much. It is just amazing how you can still believe in good and all that crap after that."

Harry sighed. " Well I was never beaten. It was all mental what they did but it was because they were afraid of me. It was discriminative and wrong but it was bred out of fear. Hermione is really someone you should talk to. Not only is she book smart but people smart too. My friends know, for the most part what happened and that helped. Ron swore a lot and named out many different ways he'd killed my relatives and Hermione explained it to me. Are you going to stop the pure blood is best campaign now that the jig is up with Voldemort?"

Pansy smiled. "I'd loved to. I seriously need so girl friends if you know what I mean. While I can girl talk to Draco, Theo and Luis all I want it's just not the same."

Harry gave her a funny look. "Girl talk? Are you saying-?"

Pansy made a 'shh' motion with her hands before looking around and nodding her head.

Harry was still dazed when they got to the spacious room where Portkeys were used.

"Come on, we haven't got all day. I have potions I need to brew before all those cretins Albus calls children come back."

Lucius snorted regally, if that's possible. "You and your potions Severus. You'd spend all day and night down in your Potions lab if we let you."

Snape was quiet as Harry came over. Oh Merlin! It was a rare moment indeed if Snape could feel sorry for what happened to a Potter. Harry sighed and turned to the man.

"Professor please stop acting...odd. Concern does not work for you when the concerning is about me. I'm perfectly fine with you continuing to hate me in peace or however it is that you hate me. But if you continue acting all wonky and awkward around me, I'm likely to curse the next thing that moves. Everything you heard about in there had already happened when you hated me before why should now be any different?"

That seemed to clear the air and Snape scoffed at the idea that he was acting concerned about Harry.

The Portkey activated and Harry felt that jerk around his belly button before they all landed in the alley where Harry fought of the dementors last summer.

"Well this gives me cheerful memories of dark cold night and evil soul sucking creatures!" said Harry as they looked around.

Theo made a face as he stepped on some rotting garbage. " Is it always this dirty?"

Harry 'pfft'-ed. "You'll rethink that question when you get out there." He pointed to the street

The adult transfigured the wizarding robes into muggle clothes and Harry had to keep his eyes from straying over to where Draco stood in his dark blue jeans and silver t-shirt. Now that he thought about it, it was hard to imagine that Draco Malfoy wasn't gay. The fact that Harry had missed it, was a credit or discredit to his intelligence.

The Slytherins followed the Gryffindors down Privet Drive, Blaise starring at the cars as the drove by, Pansy at the people and Theo at the fire hydrants. Snape sneered at the muggle houses, while Lucius and Draco looked around in mild interest.

Sirius was amazingly quiet since they had left the Ministry. Harry put a hand no his arm in a silent question.

"I"m okay Harry. Just angry. How could they do that to you? I remember you as a baby. You hardly ever cried and did whatever Lily asked you to do. How could they treat you like that?"

Harry swallowed. Did Sirius think he'd never asked himself that same question? That he didn't wonder all those times why he was treated so badly while Dudley was treated like a king?

"Getting angry won't solve anything, just make more problems. Promise you won't hurt anybody? Please?"

Sirius ran a shaky hand through his shoulder length hair. " I promise. But you have to show me."

Harry looked confused. "Show you what?"

"That cupboard. You have to show me where they put you."

They had reached Number Four before Harry could reply and Remus had knocked on the door.

Dudley answered the door. He went pale at the sight of Harry and the people around him.

"W-w-what are y-you doing h-he-here?"

Harry shrugged. "I need to speak to Aunt Petunia. Can we come in?"

"Who is it Duddy-kins?" came Aunt Petunia's voice in the kitchen. Dudley ran back to her, leaving the door wide open.

"Mum, it's him. It's the freak!" Dudley yelled and Harry winced.

Sirius growled and so did Remus. Pansy glared at the boy who was cowering behind his mother.

Petunia's eyes grew wide as Harry came in, followed by Sirius and Remus, the former smiling nastily at her and the Slytherins who were a shifty looking bunch no matter what.

She clutched at Dudley. "What do you want?" she asked, her voice shaking. "Vernon will be home any minute now!"

Harry sighed. "No he won't. And I've come to get my stuff. I'm not coming back. Once you sign the papers I'm gone for good."

"Good!" came Dudley's voice, muffled by his mother's apron. "I never want to see any weirdos like you again."

Sirius glared. "Oh but Dudley, we're the bad kind of...weirdos. I suggest you call us wizards or my friends here might not be able to control themselves."

Harry rolled his eyes at Sirius. "I"m going to my room. I'll be back in five minutes."

Pansy nodded. "I'll help."

Blaise, Theo and Draco nodded as well. Sirius stopped them on the stairs.

"Where is it Harry?" he asked. Harry closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"I"m standing on it." Then headed up the rest of the stairs.

Right at the end of the hallway on the second floor, Harry & Co. stopped at the smallest bedroom. It was the door had a cat flap and four padlocks on it.

Pansy touched them. "You didn't say you were locked in your room." Harry shrugged and touched the locks with his fingers. They sprang open.

Blaise was looking at the cat flap. "What came in here?" he asked as Harry pulled out a back-pack from his tiny closet.

"Food."

Draco was looking at Harry's window. After Harry and the twins had ripped off the bars, Uncle Vernon just cement glued them onto his windowsill.

"How did you receive any owls?" Draco asked, his voice light. Harry put down his bag and went to the window. Opening it, he took one loose bar out.

"Hedwig fits thought there."

Harry's nose was tingling even more, now that he was standing so close to Draco and the tingle was spreading throughout his whole body.

Harry got this contradiction of feelings when he saw the look on Draco's face. He felt elated at the obvious anger the pale boy was showing at his relatives and sad at the same time that Draco had to know this about his past.

Pansy cleared her throat and woke both boys up from their thoughts. Harry was confused when he saw Draco's face tinge pink.

Harry turned back and walked toward his bed. "All my important stuff is under here."

Quickly, Harry pulled out his photo album, his invisibility cloak, his Firebolt and a stack of letter from Ron and Hermione.

Draco picked up the cloak and smiled. "I knew you had this. It was you that day in Hogsmeade."

Harry smiled secretly. "Maybe. Come on let's go before Sirius can really commit murder."

Blaise looked longingly at Harry's broomstick. "Can we have a decent Quidditch game when we go back?"

Harry shrugged. "Sure."

Downstairs, Remus was holding onto Sirius' arm.

"Almost had to push him in your cupboard when he saw it."

Harry glared at Sirius. "We had a deal. Are the papers signed?"

Lucius nodded. "They've been sent to the Ministry."

Harry nodded. "Let's go."

Then Harry walked out on his past, into an unknown but hopefully happier future.

A/N: I'm defiantly having some Harry and Draco action in the next chapter so review please! I'm so tired right now! Erugh!

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S. Tangerine