A/N: Thanks to Treck and Nedlin for checking these stories for me.

Chapter 3: The Breaking of the Bond

Harry finished unpacking all of his clothes and headed down to the kitchen to grab something to snack on as well as meet up with Tonks and Fleur. He was surprised to see Madam Pomfrey stand up and apparate away just as he was walking into the room. He had never seen her outside of Hogwarts before but realized that it was highly unlikely that she lived there year round.

"Well it seems that I get to eat lunch with a Nymph and a flower today. How nice!" Harry clapped his hands in mock excitement while throwing a grin at both young women.

"Watch it Romeo, any more name calling today and you wont like the reactions." Tonks growled.

"What's the matter? Tonksy not get enough rest today?" He asked her like a mother questioning her child.

Fleur let out a gasp as she heard her friend really growl and change her appearance to a leaner and muscular form and making both her hair and eyes pitch black.

"I warned you midget." Tonks screamed and leapt across the table while tackling Harry to the ground.

Harry yelped in surprise and mild pain as she made contact with him but was able to get his balance back before her and started to run. Tonks got up after him and took out her wand casting minor, but irritating, curses in his general direction. Most of them were first and second year charms such as the tickling charm and jelly legs jinx. The only one she took careful aim with was a constipation hex that she had read in one of her mother's old textbooks. It was different than one would think since it made the victim feel like they had to go almost immediately but could never get anything out.

The hex hit Harry in the back and he immediately stopped running around the table. Fleur watched in fascination as he stood stock still and had a fine layer of perspiration building on his forehead. Suddenly he took off out of the room as fast as he could and shot a nasty glare at Tonks on the way out.

"What was the curse that hit him?" Fleur asked.

"A modified constipation hex." Tonks answered smugly. "One of my mother's friends made it in Hogwarts for my mum to use on my aunts."

"Poor Harry."

"He deserved everything he got. Little shit." Tonks rebuked.

"But still……he was only teasing."

"I know. That's why I only used those charms and hexes. If I really took offense, trust me, he would have known it." She finished with a grin.

The rest of the night saw Tonks and Fleur having girl talk while a few of the Order members popped in and out with status reports. Harry was not seen the rest of the night.

The next four days passed fairly quickly as far as Harry was concerned. The constipation hex wore off about 11:00 that night but he just went into his room and fell asleep, vowing revenge on Tonks but noting to himself not to piss her off too much either.

The two young women incorporated Harry into their leisure time fairly easily. With Tonks not running of to talk to or visit with Harry everyday it also left them more time together as a group.

It took Fleur some time but she eventually started to open up a bit more to Harry and told him what she had been up to since the tournament as well as how she became a member of the order.

The two women would sneak off at times during the day and Harry was never able to find them. He had a sneaking suspicion that they had left the house during this time and just never told him about it. He tried to ask them about it but they would tell him to mind his own business and keep quiet.

It was now Harry's birthday and the two of them had disappeared again. Taking a quick sniff of his 'pits' and determining that he was clean enough he scratched off B.O. as a reason for their frequent disappearances.

He didn't mind too much that they disappeared. This had been one of the best summers he had ever had, but he still had to take some time for himself. It was usually during these times that his mind drifted to Sirius and the war.

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Severus Snape was beside himself with glee. Tonight the potion he had been working on for his master would be complete and he would be proud to be a part of the destruction of the famous Harry Potter.

He had loathed Potter every bit as much as his father and relished in the fact that he would bring about his undoing as well as take his master one step closer to immortality and world domination.

The death of Harry Potter would be very painful and drawn out over the span of about two hours. He fully intended to be back at Headquarters to witness the last moments as long as he was approved to leave.

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"Wormtail!" Voldemort yelled. He waited in amusement as he watched the little rodent of a man scurry into the room.

"Roll up your sleeve Wormtail." Peter cowered away slightly before doing as he was told. Voldemort reached out a bony white finger and pressed it to the Dark Mark causing a searing pain to shoot through it and out to every one of his followers. He would have them gather now and make a spectacle out of the destruction of the Boy-Who-Wouldn't-Die.

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Harry was really depressed now. He hadn't seen anyone all day except in passing and no one had bothered to hint that they remembered it was his birthday. He hid his disappointment well since he had never received any special attention before on his birthday, but he thought that with his new friends that things might be different.

It was almost dinner time and he decided to head on down to the kitchen to see if Mrs. Weasley was stopping by to at least serve some dinner. He met Tonks half way down the stairs and bumped into her causing them both to fall down.

Harry regained his footing first and helped Tonks to her feet. "Wotcher Tonks."

"Heya Harry. Just going up to get you." She said cheerfully.

"So now you have time for me?" Harry mumbled to himself though it was apparent Tonks heard him.

"And what's that supposed to mean, Mr. Potter," she asked?

"Nothing Tonks. I'm hungry." Tonks looked unconvinced but shrugged it off anyways.

"Mrs. Weasley dropped by to give us all something to eat for tonight. Hope you're as hungry as you say you are." She said while pushing the door open.

"Surprise!"

Harry was completely taken off guard. Tonks gave him a shove, causing him to glare in her general direction, which was hard considering he was being mobbed by red heads.

Most of the Order was present for the evening's festivities with three exceptions. Hagrid and Remus were apparently off on a mission for the Order and, of course, Professor Snape was nowhere to be seen.

Harry didn't really mind that Snape was gone but he missed Remus and Hagrid, having not seen them since the end of the school year nearly a month and a half ago.

Tonks strolled up to Harry with Fleur by her side. "Bet you feel like an ass now, don't ya?" She jabbed him in his chest with her finger.

Dinner followed the brief greetings and everyone began chatting again soon.

"Don't poke me with that. I don't know where it's been." He shot back at her dodging the hand aiming to cuff him in the back of his head. "But you're right. I'm sorry. I've had a bit of a headache today and it's made me irritable.

"He's happy today and I don't know why."

Neither woman had to ask who HE was. "Have you told Professor Dumbledore?" Fleur asked.

"No...Hey, what happened to your accent?"

"Madam Pomfrey found a spell that will make me sound, 'English'. I have to renew it every morning but it has been quite helpful. I'm surprised you hadn't noticed before."

"Sorry, my minds been a bit cluttered. I….Awwh!"

"Harry! Are you ok?" "Are you alright?" Tonks and Fleur asked in unison.

Harry struggled to regain control of his breathing before answering them. He noticed he had successfully gained the attention of everyone in the room by this point.

"Fine. He was REALLY happy about something." Harry muttered, shooting a sideways glance at Dumbledore. The old man remained as passive as ever.

"Come and sit, Harry. You still have to open your presents."

Harry obliged and followed Fleur to the table where she and Tonks took up seats at his sides and handed him his presents.

Harry made quite the haul in terms of gifts. Almost everyone in attendance had given him something. The only exception being Dung and The Weasleys. Dung because he was more worried about stealing from others than giving to them and the Weasleys because they all pooled their money to get him one, more expensive, gift.

Harry's headache never completely went away it was obvious that the two women knew this. They kept throwing worried glances at him and he would just smile reassuringly at them. He was no stranger to pain and he knew from experience that the pain would go away eventually. Soon the room was cleared and only the current residents of Grimmauld Place remained, as well as Professor Dumbledore.

Harry approached Dumbledore and told him of the dreams that he had at the beginning of the summer. He wasn't able to recall any details, only that Snape was summoned and the Dark Lord was happy. Dumbledore didn't seem at all concerned and simply thanked Harry for the information before he too set off for the night.

"I'm glad you told him. It's important that you tell him these things. He will know what to do with the information." Tonks reassured Harry as the two were sitting in the living room with Fleur. "I know the two of you don't see eye-to-eye on a lot of things right now, but his experience in these things surpasses everyone in the Order combined."

"That may be Tonks, but he's still human and he can make mistakes." He stopped off as his scar gave a particularly violent throb before he fell to his knees with the intensity of the pain. He was whimpering and curling his body into the fetal position in an attempt to stifle the pain coursing through, not just his scar, but his entire head.

Both women watched in silent horror as Harry convulsed in pain on the ground before them. He had his head in his hand and they could both see a small dribble of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly his scar burst open splattering blood on the floor and their shoes before a sickly green light emanated from the cursed scar.

Tonks was panicking now and had tears streaming down her face as she beheld the broken form of, what she now considered, her best male friend. She looked over at Fleur hoping she might be able to help out.

"We've got to help him!" She screamed. Fleur looked panicked herself; since this was the first time she had been forced to call upon her knowledge for a real life issue.

"Zere is a charm zat can stop ze bleeding." She exclaimed through her nervousness. Neither she nor Tonks took notice that her accent was back. "I vill need your 'elp to cast it though. My magic ees not strong enough."

"What do I need to do?" Tonks asked.

"Point your wand at 'is 'ead and say "vigoratus."

Tonks looked apprehensive but nodded her ascent when she thought about helping Harry.

"On three. One. Two. Three."

"Vigoratus!" Both women shouted. A bright blue beam of light shot out of their wands and connected with his scar, stopping the bleeding. Though as soon as the blue light faded, a bright white light erupted from his scar. The light was tinted slightly green and flew with amazing speed back towards the two ladies. As soon as the light impacted with Tonks and Fleur, both of them, as well as Harry fell into unconsciousness.

None of them were awake to see the arrival of one Albus Dumbledore, who had been awakened by the wards of Grimmauld Place announcing a huge magical discharge. The old man took in the three unconscious forms before moving them up into a large bedroom on the third floor and locking it so that none but he, himself, could enter. It would not due to expose others to them until he could learn what had occurred there that night.

Albus went back downstairs to clean up the blood stains on the floor. Apparently Harry had bitten a hole in his tongue and when he fell unconscious; his mouth opened and spilled a puddle of blood on the floor.

After the cleanup was complete, he headed into the kitchen where he floo called Poppy, Alastor, and the elder Weasley's. 'It's best not to worry anyone else for now.' He thought.