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Yay! -dances around like mad-
Thank you so much Sazza! You'll be honored forever for being my first ever review! -cuddles Sazza closer-
To Sazza: I know what you're talking about, the Harry/Ginny pairing got a bit ruined for me with all those fics in which Ron and Hermione are shoved to thebackground. I'm definetely not planning on doing that as I adore both Ron and 'Mione. As for the romance, don't expect too much, for now Harry and Ginny will just be friends, maybe later on that will change though.
Anyway, to celebrate my first review I give you two chapters!
6. Family secrets
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"I found him!" Tonks cheered, waving the eye enthusiastically in the air. She tried to get up from the grouched position she had been sitting and collided painfully with the ledge of the open window, "Ow! Shite!"
Harry winced in sympathy, remembering when the same had happened to him a year ago.
"What was that?" A voice came from the living room and uncle Vernon stuck his head out of the window, Harry watched in morbid fascination (as one might watch a car-accident happening) as Tonks tried for a second time to get up, this time colliding with Vernon's beefy, but unfortunately still very hard, chin.
"Ow, Ow!" They cried out simultaneous, "watch where you put your head!" Tonks shouted, glaring at Vernon why rubbing her poor molested head.
"Watch where...?" Vernon spluttered outraged, "how dare you! That comes here uninvited in my garden, hiding out below my window and than you dare to tell me... Wait, what are you doing here?" Vernon did a step back and only now seemed to realize to whom, or rather what, he had been yelling at. "You're on of those freaks!" He blustered, "what do you think you're doing? Is this some kind of secret meeting place? He was sitting here too." He stared suspiciously at the flowerbeds, and jumped when Moody suddenly appeared.
"Finally," Moody snapped, roughly grabbing the eye out of Tonks hand and popping in in his socket without even bothering wiping the grass off, "I can't stand walking around with just one eye."
Vernon was looking rather green after Moody's little display and seemed to come to the decision to all together ignore the fact there were any weirdo's at all standing in his backyard, he slammed the window shut and closed the curtains for good measure.
"I still don't understand why we couldn't just sumone that damn eye," Tonks grumbled, still rubbing her head, "and Moody, please go clean your eye, that sound it's making is disgusting."
Moody's eye was indeed making a squishy kind of sound while tolling around, Harry assumed it was a piece of grass stuck on it.
"I told you already, it has all kinds of protection spells on it," Moody said impatiently, "to ensure enemies don't just sumone it right out of my head. Now come on, we've been standing here for way to long, Potter could have been killed a hundred times already."
"What did you do with that guy spying on me, by the way?" Harry asked curiously.
"Bah," Moody grumbled, "he was pathetic, couldn't even produce a proper shield. I sent him to the ministry, the aurors will take care of him."
They arrived once again at the Dursley's door and Tonks happily pushed the doorbell, and kept pushing it, over and over again.
"Yes, yes, I'm coming!" They heard Petunia's voice from the inside. The door opened slowly but was than suddenly slammed shut, with a sound as if someone had thrown himself at the door.
"NO! Don't open the door, Petunia! It's them!"
The Dursley's seemed to have a hushed discussion about what they were going to do now.
Moody narrowed his eyes and seemed about ready to blast open the door when it opened up again.
Petunia pushed her pale head through the tiny opening, "y-yes?"
"Mrs Dursley, we've come to return your nephew in your care," Moody managed to ground out politely, even though the word 'care' was drawn out as if he much rather say something else.
"R-return him?" Petunia squeaked, losing even more color, "b-but we thought... I-I mean, of course, we take him from here. Com on, boy, hurry up."
She grabbed Harry's arm and was about to drag him inside when Moody interfered, "not so fast Mrs Dursley, because of the incident happening yesterday Potter will need constant supervision. That's why Tonks here will come live with you for the next weeks," he showed a feral grin, "hope you don't mind."
Petunia looked like she did mind, in fact she looked like she'd rather dye her own hair pink than let Tonks stay over.
"Hurry up, Petunia!" Vernon hollered on the background and once again Petunia slammed the door shut.
Moody gritted his teeth, "I have had enough of this. MRS DURSLEY!" He roared, "IF YOU DON'T OPEN THIS DOOR RIGHT AWAY, I WILL!"
"Easy, Moody," Tonks tried to calm him, "professor Dumbledore told you to be nice, remember?"
The door swung open again and Vernon appeared in the doorway, Petunia standing behind him.
"Quit that racket!" Vernon hissed, "my sister is staying over and she doesn't know about your kind! And what is this nonsense about that," he waved his arm at Tonks, "will stay here? I won't have it, you hear that? I won't have it! This is still my house, you have nothing to say about it!"
"It will be alright, Mr Dursley," Tonks tried to placate him, "I won't cause any trouble and will stay out of your way as much as possible."
Vernon rounded on her, "shut your mouth, you disgusting little fr..."
"Vernon!" Petunia hissed from behind him, "don't make them mad!"
Vernon shut his mouth with an audible snap and fell silent for a moment.
Moody was looking really pissed off now, "she's going to stay here, muggle, whether you like it or not," he glowered at the Dursley's.
"No."
Everybody blinked at the soft statement coming from Petunia, but she seemed to have made up her mind and for the moment had lost her fear for magic.
"Vernon is right," she continued in the same firm voice, "the boy has caused us trouble from the moment he came here, it's time he leaves."
She turned to Moody, "you can tell Dumbledore he is a fool, making the boy stay here. The wards are not strong enough, he is not of my blood."
"What the hell do you mean?" Moody snapped.
Petunia disappeared inside but soon returned with a carefully folded paper.
"There," she said with quiet dignity, giving the paper to Harry, "read that, it's time you know the truth. You may not believe me, but I really did try to protect you, enough is enough though. Don't ever return here."
With that she closed the door with a definitive "bang".
Harry unfolded the paper, it was clearly old and yellowed and seemed to have been folded and refolded many times, still the typing was clear to read.
Adoption papers on one Lily Ann Noname
Biological parents: unknown
Date of birth: 17-05-1972
Place of birth: Weytown, central hospital
Adoptive parents: Daisy Evans, Jack Evans
Date of adoption: 05-08-1972
This adoption has been witnessed and approved by Mrs Laurens.
Harry gaped at the paper, his mother had been adopted?
Moody plucked it out of his hand and read it with an unreadable expression and than without a word grabbed Harry at his arm and turned to leave.
"Hey!" Tonks shouted, "what does it say? Come on, I wanna know! Wait for me!"