Sixteen years
By SuperGirl
A/N: hugs for the reviews-
Juliette was up early, still wearing her pajamas. She stood in front of the stove waiting for water to heat up. She had messy hair in every direction, somewhat the trademark of the family of the Potters. Her eyes were puffy she looked sleep deprived. "What are you doing up so early?" she turned to see her nephew. "Harold." she said softy, "Top of the morning' to you." he smiled and walked closer. "I looked at that note you handed to me from Dumbledore and read it last night. He must of written to you often." she sighed and opened up a drawer above the stove to get out some tea. "I asked him to let me know everything that happened to you. Every time you got a cut and went to the nurse I knew. Every time you defeated Voldemort I knew. Every time you were in the hospital wing, I sent you chocolate and presents. After a few years you were at Hogwarts I felt a bit scared to meet you, I wondered if you would have believed me, or didn't care. From Dumbledore's notes to me it seemed like you were a sweet boy, then the last about how Vernon treated you… I fell like I failed you." she said, she paused and looked at Harry quietly. "Do you?"
"I do wish I knew about you, no one ever told me about you, not Petunia not Dumbledore, no one not even Sirius did." He sighed some. "Are you hungry?" Juliette asked. "A bit I haven't eaten since yesterday morning, I didn't get dinner last night." she sighed and handed him a muffin. "I wish I killed those jerks who raised you, but I have to thank them for keeping you safe at there home." she smiled a bit. "I know I was off last night, I was so angry last night you know. I gave up half of everything I had left to someone who didn't like who I was or who my family was and looked down upon us for being wizards, yet could take our money without a second thought. I was upset mostly they didn't do one thing they promised. I wanted you to be loved." she sighed. "I can't go back and change things and take you when your seven from them. If I did you could have been killed or worst… every death eater was itching to find you."
"Don't worry, I know you meant well. Now." Harry smiled some. "You must hate me Harold." she said looking at Harry. "Your all I have left." said Harry. "NO, you have your friends Harold." he smiled some. "I didn't get much sleep from what you said last night." Harry shifted his weight uncomfortably. "You know, about Hermione." he paused looking at the kettle for a moment. "You don't have nothing magical here do you?" she shock her head. "Only things are the things you father left and grandfather left behind." she picked up the kettle. "Spot?" she asked Harry nodded. She poured him some and put in a tea bag. She sat at a small table in the kitchen holding her cup. "Strange paths we cross?" Harry nodded and sat down and ate his muffin.
"I grew up in the wizarding world, you in the muggle one, you want to be part of the wizard one and here I am one in the muggle." he smiled some. "Sorry to interrupt you , but what you said about Hermione last night… did you mean it?" he asked. She blew the steam from her cup of tea. "I did, she loves you Harold." he smiled then frowned some. "You didn't have to be so mean about it." she laughed a bit at Harry. "Harry, you are blind as a bloody bat dear."
"How much do you miss them?" Harry asked, she sighed some and replied. "I always will a lot, they say time helps, but it never does, what kept me going was knowing you were safe." she smiled some. "James loved you more then anything ever, we all did and I still do love you Harold, more then anything, probably why I feel horrid not being there when you needed a hug or someone to be there for you." Harry was trying to think of something to say to her and nothing came out. "I was a witch hunter for years. It tore me apart doing my job it took me forever before I could retire without them thinking I was a spy or something. I had to kill people I once was friends with and never knew who they were. I had to kill a family friend who kill your grandmother as she slept who called themselves an uncle to us."
"So it was hard for you?" Harry asked. "I couldn't take it no longer, I needed an escape, the wizard world thought I was already dead… When you go to the wizard world, I can't come with you." Harry's eyes widen a bit. "You said something about making sure we won't die I thought-" Juliette interrupted Harry. "Harold after what happened the last time I was there." she sighed and put her hands over her face. "Harold, I left being a witch hunter because I ended up having to kill someone I grew up with. I can't go back there." she chocked a bit on her words. "I had to kill one of my best friends from Hogwarts as well a few years back." she looked up. "I had already been here in this muggle world, disappeared after I finished Hogwarts, then when Voldemort came back a few years back he started to get followers and." Harry tried to calm down his Aunt and placed his hand on hers holding her cup. She quickly pulled her hand away. "Harold, I will do all I can for you, I promised Lily and James when I was old enough… but I am scared."
"I want to help you out Harold, I will do all I can like with those 'Hor-crux' things. I will teach you all I knew about being a witch hunter. I can not walk with wizards no more." Harry nodded his head some. "What made you become a witch hunter to begin with?" Harry paused a bit. "You seems down to earth not like someone who hunted down death eaters and …slaying them. What made you become one to begin with?"
"The boy I loved from school, we were to marry…" she paused taking a breath " he was killed one night, over nine years back… by a follower of Voldermore's, because he was muggle born and with me. I was so scared I could do nothing, I fought them neither of us had our wands. I was petrified frozen, I seen your grandparents die when I was five as did James when he was 16 in front of us, we could do nothing, seeing them again caused me to freeze up. I think partly from everything that happened, Mom and Dad then what happened to James and Lily. My boyfriend jumped in front of the spell meant for me. He shielded me, he fell on top of me I sat there not moving so scared. There was a huge opportunity a muggle born and the last full blooded Potter, a victory for that death eater." "They waited until we were walking back home and…Dumbledore saved me, the order wanted me to go in hiding then the ministry got involved the newspapers already claimed I was dead. I was inside, soon as training was done I went after death eater after death eater. I was so full of anger then. I wanted them to see my face when they did die they knew why I was after them. One day I tracked down the one I found out after disarming them, they were a friend from Hogwarts a childhood friend. After I killed that person. I couldn't do it not more I broke down. I had nightmares still do."
Juliette wiped her eyes. "I am not scared of death, I'm scared of killing again." Harry nodded his head. "I have loved you since you were born Harold, it might not seems as I do for not being there taking care of you, but if they knew I was around, you could have been killed as a child, tortured, made to join Voldemort." There was an odd silence between the two Potters sitting there as there tea cooled down. "Can you tell me about my mom and dad?" he asked breaking the silence. She nodded. "You were born two days after my birthday, your father told me you were my birthday present a little late, cheap skate your father was. Your father was friends with your mom through out school meet her on the train ride to Hogwarts, same for when I met my boyfriend who was killed. It's a strange Potter tradition I suppose then ending up with them last year, then dying with them, except I messed that part up, I guess I died inside that day."
" Your father and mother was attacked and had some of there youth sucked dry, one reason looking at a 22 year old James with a bad hair line. One thing Voldemort did to stay alive sucked the youth out of people… Your mother's favorite color was pink, always got pink roses from your dad... Your mother loved to read… Your mother was the kindest person ever and you were her light... Your father was a joker, always teased me growing up... He cut a huge chunk of my hair off when I fell asleep with Sirius when I was four when Sirius stayed with us… When our parents died he changed, he lost the spark he had until he dated your mom. He took care of me until I started Hogwarts, after he was old enough, almost two months after I started Hogwarts he was killed. When he finished Hogwarts he got married and took care of me, you mom was the best person I even known read to me."
"From age six when James got out until I started at Hogwarts they were like parents to me as was Dumbledore. The three raised me. There all dead now. When James and Lily were on missions I stayed with Dumbles, bored me out of my mind when I was little, now I miss those days. I think because of your mom is why I like muggles and the muggle world. Five years they had together before they were killed. Almost two were with you counting when they found out about you. When you mom got pregnant with you she was more happy then anything. You made our family complete Harold. I was sad when I had to go to Hogwarts when I was eleven, I got to stay for your first birthday" she smiled some.
Harry smiled listening to her speak. She smiled back looking over to the door way seeing Hermione standing there smiling at the two. "It's nice to see you smile again Harry." said Hermione making eye contact with him. "I have missed that." She walked over and sat at the table with them. "Top of the morning to you." said Juliette sipping her tea. "And to your day." replied Hermione. "When do you want to destroy that glass figuring with Voldemort's soul?" she asked Harry. Harry thought for a moment and looked at his aunt Juliette. "Why are you looking at me, I don't know how to destroy them." she paused and looked at Hermione. "How did you destroy the last one?" Hermione gulped a bit. "I don't think that will work, the first one Harry stabbed with a venomous snakes' tooth." she paused and looked at Harry. "It seems to be something close to Voldemort or something of his past seems to destroy them." said Hermione thinking out loud.
"You make no bloody sense." replied Juliette. She looked at Harry who shrugged. "I used the tooth because it's what I had at the moment." he took a sip of his tea and looked at Hermione who didn't look so pleased. "We tried to break the glass figuring by dropping it, it seems like non magical things can destroy the 'Hor-crux' things." Juliette thought for a moment. "I have a whole storage upstairs full of things from the Potter clan weapons in such. I have some knifes I used to kill off some death eaters with. A few things you grandmother used as well as your grandfather." she paused swishing her cup of tea around. "Your father had some weapons as well, anyways I figure if you train here for a tad before you go off might as well have non magical weapons and learn to use magic without a wand in case. If you do face Voldemort he would not expect that loves." The both nodded Hermione seemed to go white hearing all of this.
"It's scary Harry… thinking about this. I don't want to lose you, you know how much you mean to me Harry. I'd do anything… for you." Harry smiled and patted Hermione on the back, she gave him a half smile some tears formed in her eyes and frowned walking from the kitchen quickly running up the stairs. "Smooth Harold. She is probably crying now, you pat her on the back, no hug?" asked Juliette raising a brow at him. "Did I miss something?" he asked leaning forward. "Yes you did, again." she replied, she paused gave Harry a strange look, "Well go bloody after her." Harry looked at her even more strangely. "Bloody hell Harold! She's scared to death she is crying probably, go comfort her." He sat there and heard a door shut a few rooms away.
"Why me." his Aunt slapped her hand over her face and mumbled insults he could barely pick up. "What happened between you two Harry?" she asked. Harry looked down at the table. He began to ring his hands together. "All Dumbles told me was how much you cared for each other looked out, what happened?" Harry opened his mouth to speak nothing came out. His aunt stood up and went to the bread box on the counter and opened it up. "Fine be as you are." she mumbled.
"Fifth year she almost died because of me." his aunt turned and looked and Harry who was barring his face in his hands. "We got too close, Voldemort almost killed her because of me, so sixth year I tried to stay way from her for her safety, not to hurt her." His aunt stood there with an not so pleased look. "I care for her, I can't have her getting hurt." his aunt turned a shade of red. "It's too bloody late now isn't Harold! TOO LATE! She is here because she loves you Harold." Harry didn't respond for another minute of silence. "I know." he whispered.
"If anything happens to me… after what you said about the boy you dated who died, aunt Juliette I couldn't do that to her." his aunt huffed some and turned to the door and stopped and turned back quickly. "You already have done that to her Harold. You already ran away on her, she needs you and your making it worst acting as if you don't notice when she's upset. If you so bloody scared of hurting her or putting her in danger then you shouldn't act so… so…grrr you Potter men!" she yelled.
"Hermione's gone!" yelled Ron who was running down the stairs towards the kitchen. "What?" yelled Harry. Ron ran to Harry. "there is a note Harry." said Ron with tears about to form in his eyes. "She couldn't have gone far this fast." said Juliette looking at Harry as he read the note. "Hermione is quickly especially the way she travels. What did you say to her Mate!" Harry looked down a bit. His aunt came around and smacked the back of his head. "Nothing is the problem!" Harry rubbed his head a bit and looked at her. "I told you HAROLD! She's here trying to help you risk her life, she pour her heart out trying to let you know how much she cares, she is here for you and you act likes she is a plague! " Harry gulped. "It's my fault mate." Harry said with his eyes showing tears. "Sorry."
Ron looked at Harry then his aunt, "she has the 'Hor-crux' thing as well." Harry's aunt growled. "Well find her then!" she yelled at the two. "What happened Harry, why would she do this?" asked Ron. Harry looked up at Ron. "Because of how I been treating her the last year." Ron's brows wrinkled up. "Think where would she go Harry!" yelled his aunt. Ron snorted. "Where's the closes library?" he asked. Harry's eyes widen and turned to his aunt. "Maybe we can catch her." she said looking at Ron. The two wizards made a dash for the door as Juliette made a dash for her purse and keys. She met up with them as they waited for her at the car.
"Top of the morning to you Miss Potter." yelled a neighbor next door. She turned to her neighbor. "Mr. Mac Foyer did you see Hermione?" he smiled some. "Ah the girl who's been staying with you, she asked where the Brick Lane library was and I told her to take Bus E to the third stop, you just missed her." She nodded at the old Irish man. "Thank you so much." Juliette responded. "Why are all of you in your night clothes?" he asked. "NO time!" responded Ron. The three got in the car.
"Do you know where the library is?" asked Ron. Juliette turned pale. "Oh shit." she mumbled and rolled down her window. "Excuse me." she yelled at the neighbor. "Where is the library?"
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After getting lost the three made it to the Brick Lane library. Juliette stopped the car infront. "Harry you need to get her." Ron glared daggers at Juliette. "why bloody him?" he asked. "because she left because of me." said Harry. Ron shifted in his seat a bit upset. "They need to make up Ronald." said Harry's aunt. He crossed his arms and frowned at the two Potters. "Harold, she needs to know we, no you need her." Harry nodded He opened the car door and stopped and shut it. "What is it mate?" asked Ron sitting forward from the back seat. "I'm scared." said Harry. "For the first time in a long time. This is Hermione, I have known her forever and I'm scared." Ron's eyes widen. "What's that mean?" asked Ron looking at Juliette to tell him. She shock her head. "Luck." she said looking at Harry. He looked at her and adjusted his glasses.
It took Harry over ten minuets to find her in the library. He stood there looking at her back ,her face in a book. He stopped and tried to gain some strength to face her. Hermione's shoulder were slumped down. Harry stopped behind her tried to say something nothing came out. He swallowed hard. "Hermione." he whispered. She sat up straight hearing this. She turned and looked at Harry. He was still in his pajamas looking at her with a look she hadn't seen for years. "Harry?" He smiled, "I need you Hermione."
"Harry?" she whispered back in disbelief. He walked forward and stopped. "I'm scared too Hermione." she gulped some and nodded. "Not of Voldemort , of losing you." she turned back around not facing him. "Hermione." she shock some. "why did you come here Harry." he walked forward and grabbed the chair next to hers and sat down next to her and turned her to face him. She didn't want to look up at him. He moved her face up to look at him. "you're the reason I am still here Hermione." she closed her eyes as tears ran down. "I'm sorry for pushing you away. I'm-… my aunt's right I am a fool. This last year Mione, I needed you more than anyone else." she smiled some still with tears coming down.
"Harry." she whispered. "Yeah?" he asked her. "Can… can you hold me please." she said wrapping her arms around him sobbing. "Don't let go of me." she cried. He held her tightly there in the library.
A/N: Please review… SuperGirl
