A/N – Hey! Thanks for the lovely reviews! Sorry it's taken me awhile to update but I have been writing a lot for you! I have been really busy with school, climbing and such. I'm writing this in my Maths class. We've got a supply teacher and she's mean! She hasn't noticed I'm not revising for the test yet! This lesson was so boring before I decided to write this that I worked out that it's 293 days till my birthday, and one boy worked out how many seconds he's lived…boring!

Now, to pre-warn you, if I'm following your fics then I won't be able to read them for a whole week - shock horror! I really don't want to miss out on reading them! This means I can't update mine for a whole week either! I'm going on holiday with my family to Spain for a week! So unless I go to an internet café I'll not be able to keep up with any HP news! How will I live! So enjoy the story until I get back. Here goes…

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Chapter 6 – Jigsaw Puzzles

Harry woke up suddenly. He didn't know why; it was just instinct. It was Tuesday morning. Bill and Fleur's wedding day. He glanced over to the clock – 7:30am. He groaned. A muffled snore was heard from the bed opposite his own. Ron was still in bed so he was alright. Admittedly Ron was always last up but so long as Harry was up before him it was ok. Quietly, he got out of bed and searched for a T-shirt and trousers in his trunk. He grabbed the cleanest pair and made his way out to the bathroom. He knocked on the door.

"Hang on!" yelled Ginny from inside. At that moment Mrs Weasley appeared at the top of the stairs behind him.

"Is she still in there, Harry?" Harry smiled and nodded.

"Ginny, hurry up! Other people need to get ready too! You've got 3 hours yet! Come out now!" Mrs Weasley shouted at her daughter. The door slowly unlocked and Ginny emerged with a very small towel wrapped around her. Seeing Harry standing beside her mother she hid herself behind the door again.

"Mum! Fred and George have shrunken the towel! I think they thought it was Fleur's! Help?" Mrs Weasley shook her head at her sons trick and Harry laughed quietly but turned it into a cough when Ginny glared at him. Mrs Weasley conjured a towel and handed it to Ginny. Promptly, Ginny slammed the bathroom door shut and her face flushed red.

Out on the landing Mrs Weasley turned to Harry.

"Don't change into your wedding clothes until you've eaten your lunch. Hermione's up – eating her breakfast and Remus and Tonks are down there too. They're going to be helping setting everything up." Harry looked at her blankly, his brain struggling to deal with any amount of information so early in the morning.

"Uhh…right. Thanks." He said and he leaned against the wall waiting to change. She left him there and went off, back down the stairs.

As she left, Ginny came back out of the toilet, blushing furiously. She had her, now much larger, towel clutched around her.

"Hi Harry, today's going to be a really long day…" Harry looked at her and smiled.

"I know, but things could be worse…" He replied. She smiled and left him. He thought back to what he'd said at the end of his 6th year. This was going to be one of the few days of happiness with what was going on now – and he was going to make the most of it. Quickly, he hurried into the bathroom and got ready. Then he made his way back over to Ron's room to drop off his clothes. He stopped at the door. Voices came from inside the room.

"Look Ron, you can't tell him!" Came a sharp whisper from Hermione. Can't tell who what? Harry thought.

"Look! We can't not tell him! He needs to know – she's family!" This time the agitated whisper of Ron. Whose family? What does who need to know? Harry was beginning to get frustrated with the lack of information he was receiving.

"Ron, fine we'll tell him later. But not until after the wedding. Nobody needs to know that their Aunt has been attacked by Death Eaters – especially not today!" Hermione finished and Harry heard footsteps making their way towards the door. He made for the stairs. He pretended to be coming up them at that moment. Hermione came out of the room and saw Harry. "Morning Harry! Just been to wake Ron up." She said, in fake cheerfulness. Harry pretended he hadn't noticed that and smiled at her.

"See you in a minute." She slipped past him, down the stairs and Harry heard a sigh as she reached the bottom.

His mind focused on the conversation he'd heard a few minutes ago. Obviously, now, they were talking about him. It rang clearly in his mind nobody needs to know their aunt has been attacked by death eaters. Harry's stomach twisted oddly. At a snail's pace he made his way over to Ron's room.

He pushed the door open and walked inside. Ron was stuffing something under his pillow. It was the daily prophet. Harry suspected that it was their source of information about his aunt – aunt petunia. Harry shuddered at the thought. Ron saw this. Uncertainly Harry began to speak.

"Ron-," He was cut off by Ron.

"Harry, you heard didn't you?" Ron looked him in the eye. Harry nodded bleakly. Ron's eyes closed and he took a deep breath. He opened his eyes again and reached under his pillow pulled out a copy of the Daily Prophet. He handed it to Harry his expression grim. Harry unfolded it apprehensively.

BOY-WHO-LIVED'S MUGGLE AUNT SENT TO ST MUNGOS BY DEATH EATERS

Harry Potter's only living relative attacked by Death Eaters last night and sent to St Mungo's. She was attacked at 3:00am by 3 death eaters. Mrs Arabella Figg was at the scene after going out for a midnight stroll.

"I walked through Privet Drive and I heard that familiar -pop- and I was worried so I sped up and I heard a scream coming from somewhere behind me when I turned, I saw that it was the Dursley's. I informed the ministry as fast as I could and they arrived shortly. The death eaters ran out of the door and disapperated. It all happened so quickly. I'm surprised that none of the street woke up with the ruckus that they caused!"

Ministry wizards said that "an unforgivable had been preformed at the scene" and that" Mrs Dursley is recovering at St Mungo's hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries (a/n – is that right?). She is likely to be released in around a week and ministry officials are looking into security of the Dursley's. After all – they are related to Harry Potter. Many people are shocked and disgusted to hear that Harry Potter is being targeted again…

Harry did not read on. His aunt Petunia had endured the pain of an unforgivable. Not something he'd been expecting. But what had he been expecting? Did he think they were going to say Mrs Dursley was attacked by Death Eaters but she isn't harmed – we just put her in St Mungo's because we felt like it…

"Harry-" Ron said, Harry brought himself back to earth. "Mum says you can go and visit her tomorrow when we've taken our apparating tests. Did I tell you the letters came saying that we can take our tests?" Ron's attitude changed to cheerful once more.

"Yes, I'll go and visit her, but only if we can take Lupin." Harry said. Ron gave him a puzzled look but nodded.

"I'm sure he'll go with you," He paused "But he'll probably be busy – it's full moon in two days." Harry nodded knowingly. He suddenly stopped and looked up at Ron.

"You've been spending way too much time with Hermione." Harry said jokingly to his friend. Ron was sitting on the bed's edge, reading a book, admittedly it was a book about Quidditch, but it was a book nonetheless. He was remembering when full moon's were too so something must have happened in his brain. Harry smiled. Ginny was going to be amused. Ron went back to his book and Harry noticed that his ears were flushing pink. Harry smiled and left the room for breakfast.

He reached the kitchen and there was a deathly silence as he entered. Everyone except Bill, Fred, George, Ron and Charlie were sitting around the table. Harry felt slightly disturbed by the eerie silence that had enveloped the kitchen. Harry coughed.

"I know." He said, clearly, looking people in the eyes. He felt everyone's gaze upon him but he ignored it and walked over to the table and pulled up a chair in between Ginny and Lupin, who had obviously arrived early to help with wedding preparations. Harry was glad of this – he could talk to him while they were putting tables out in the garden. Harry turned to Ginny and she gave him a sympathetic grin. Harry rolled his eyes and she let out a laugh. Everyone else had resumed their conversations. Harry preferred it that way. He smiled back at Ginny and began helping himself to some toast.

He ate peacefully, listening to others conversations, nodding and smiling, here and there just to make himself go un-noticed.

Harry stood up and took his plate to throw away the little food that was left on it. Lupin got up to join him. Leaving a rather disappointed Tonks, sitting on a table out of place at the table of Weasley's. She screwed up her face and her hair changed from the black and purple long hair, to a vibrant Weasley style red curly wig. She smiled contently, not feeling so left out of the table. Harry was quite surprised to see Tonks trying to fit in with people when she seemed to be someone who'd rather stand out. Harry thought back to Draco's assumption of him in their first year. He shook his head, assumptions are never good things.

Mrs Weasley brought Harry back from his thoughts.

"Remus, Harry, when you're both ready, the tables and chairs are outside ready for you to set up. Harry turned to see Lupin motioning for them to go outside and get to it.

Harry followed; glad to be able to talk to him. Lupin seemed to sense that he wanted to talk to him alone. They made their way over to the stacks of chairs and began to separate them with their wands.

"So Harry," Lupin began, "I am assuming you wanted to speak to me?" He questioned, no doubt in his voice, he knew Harry wanted to talk. Harry smiled.

"Yes, well, I was wondering about my parents." He said, setting chairs up.

"Wondering what about your parents?" Lupin asked, curiously. Harry thought for a moment and then replied.

"Everything about them. I don't know anything about them, not really and you were their friend, you must know some things that you can tell me!" Harry asked hopefully. Lupin stopped moving the chairs around, turned to Harry and smiled.

"Harry, I can tell you everything you could possibly want to know about your father from his first year of Hogwarts, and everything about your mother since her 4th year; I made friends with her then," he added, seeing Harry's strange expression. "But where to start?" Lupin questioned himself.

"Tell me about my dad first then." Harry said, slightly apprehensive. He didn't know if he wanted to know about the man that he'd seen in the pensive in his 5th year. Lupin's eyes flickered with puzzlement.

"Well, I know. We've got a while before we have to get ready after doing this so how do this about we quickly, and then I show you, your parents." Lupin smiled, happy with his decision. It was Harry's turn to be puzzled now.

"Show, me?" He said wondering what on earth he was on about. His brain clicked into place. "Oh, you have a pensive?" Harry stated, smiling. Lupin nodded and turned to the tables. He flicked his wand and they all opened and settled into place. Harry levitated the chairs to their places around the tables and grinned, content with his and Lupin's efforts.

Lupin came over and stood over by Harry, surveying their work. He breathed in deeply and looked to Harry. Harry smiled excitedly.

"Come on," Lupin said "We'll go to Fred and George's room. It's where I'm staying, the pensive is in there." Harry's eyes lit up. He eagerly went into the house, followed by Lupin, who was slightly amused by Harry's enthusiasm.

They reached Fred and George's room. Lupin knocked, there was nobody in there. He indicated for Harry to go inside. They entered the room.

Harry settled himself down on a bed whilst Lupin busied himself, finding the pensive through all the clothes of people for the wedding.

"Aha," Lupin said triumphantly "found it!"

A/N – Okay so I'm really sorry that it's short, but it was either this or nothing as I've been really busy and am going away for a week. On the plus side. Half of chapter 7 is already written and it will definitely be long because I have so much to write in it. This is really just something before I go away…Oh by the way there will be a wedding and a apparition test in the next chapter!

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