Luminescent
Part Three
Fallen
Disclaimer: Once again, I don't own Harry Potter. Otherwise, I'd be way richer than I am now. Which really isn't saying a whole lot, seeing how I'm totally broke. You sue, you might get pocket lint. Good luck with that.
Warning: This story contains SLASH! There. I've warned you. Again.
Author's Note: Well, here's chapter three, just for all my amazing readers who have stuck with me through absence and time. Thank you to all my reviewers, and thank you to PrincessXXMoonXX who is th emost amazing beta ever! Yes, this is the beta'd version of this chapter. She rocks. And makes my work legible for the rest of the world. Send her many thanks, she deserves it! In fact, everyone that has stuck with me through years three and four and on into five deserve a lot of thanks. I never thought there would be a year five. Actually, when I first posted, I never thought I'd actually finish year three. Congrats, reviewers, you've made me go beyond expectations too! You all rock!
Unfortunately, I don't have much time left before I leave, so I don't think the short story I had planned will make it up this break, but I promise I'm working on it, and I hope to get it up at Christmas. I will have another chapter up next week, but that will be the last chapter before school starts, and I make no promises after that. I just don't have time to make regular updates. But I get breaks often enough, so I'll be posting then. I just thought I'd warn you things are really going to get erratic, and school deadlines are way more important than anything I might do in my "spare time" so please bear with me, and thank you for all your amazing support!
To Shadow of a Shadow: Out of curiousity, when aren't the little twins making something go boom? Lol.
To random person reading: I didn't know I was making Harry whimpy. I'm sorry. Physically, Harry is weak, and we all have a mental faults (Harry's are certainly explored this chapter!) but Harry will always be very powerful magically. At least, in my mind. So if I'm not getting that across, I'll have to work harder at it. Harry isn't supposed to be whimpy, and I hope I explain myself better this chapter.
To Lady Prince: (SPOILERS FOR BOOK SEVEN! There, did that duty.) I was so upset! But I liked the last book. I thought she did an amazing job wrapping it up and I am (fortunately) a fan of H/G in cannon. If he's straight, I like Ginny, personally. So I was pretty happy with the end, too.
To Princess Felton: I think she's more annoyed at the minister, personally. Fudge's idiocy knows no bounds. Plus she just got chewed out by Leon. That would put anyone in a bad mood. Lol.
To jasmine13princess and 6tigercubs: Isn't government idiocy amazing? Hee hee.
To everyone else: Thank you so much for all your reviews! You guys are so amazing! Please enjoy chapter three!
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Leon approached the chair, smiling gently at Harry, who seemed to shrink back, making several of the spectators cry out in sympathy. Leon was a terrifying figure. But it wasn't Leon that was scaring Harry, and Leon knew it. It was the entire situation. Harry, sitting in a courtroom, being told he had broken the law by saving someone, that he had done terrible things. It was a child's nightmare come to life. One Leon was sure the abused child had suffered often. Being told over and over he was bad for doing good things. Being abandoned and abused because he did his best to do what was right.
Leon knelt in front of Harry, blocking the audience from sight. Harry relaxed slightly, and Leon held his hands out to the teen. "I won't harm you. I swear."
Large green eyes regarded gentle blue-green with trepidation, but Harry took Leon's hands without hesitancy. The crowd blinked when it became obvious that Harry was not afraid of the famed interrogator, and Harry smiled at Leon. "What do I have to do?"
"Just look me straight in the eyes and answer me truthfully, okay?" Leon smiled as Harry nodded. For the next half an hour, the two went over the story three or four times, getting every detail straightened out. Harry paid close attention, answering the questions, never realizing that Leon's gaze held him hypnotized and under control. To have such trust in a person, especially one like Reikatsuken Byakko, to allow them the control that could only be offered so willingly, was something many of the wizards and witches in the audience simply could not fathom.
When Harry was done, Leon snapped his fingers, sending Harry into a light doze. He would wake in about five minutes, aware of his surroundings, but the interrogation would probably be a little fuzzy. "Does that please you?" Leon asked, lifting Harry lightly.
Judge Bones nodded, waving Harry off the stand. Leon held him carefully, carrying to the table he and Severus sat behind, holding the child in his lap to keep him from falling to the floor. The judge called for Phyrrus' return about the time Harry woke, and Phyrrus shot his boyfriend a quick look, smiling brightly. Harry tilted his head, a smile crossing his lips as well, and watched them sit Phyrrus in the chair.
Phyrrus waited for them to bring the veristarserum, silently taking the three drops offered. Harry tensed when the other's face blanked, unseeing and uncomprehending. "Can you hear me?" Bones asked.
"Yes." Phyrrus' voice was blank and devoid of life. Harry shivered.
"What is your full name?"
"Phyrrus Connor Potter-Lugovalos."
The court room gasped. Only one bonded could take the last name of the other. If that was true. . . Bones banged her gavel several times to restore order and glared at the people. "Are you bonded to Harry Potter?"
"He is my bonded," Phyrrus agreed, eyes still blank.
"Has it been consummated?"
"No."
"Good." Bones sighed in relief. If the bond had been, she would have hated to see the mess that would have caused. But with Phyrrus already giving Harry's last name with his own meant that the bond was really and truly in place. She, too, questioned her way through the events of the night, allowing only the briefest of answers. Phyrrus' voice stayed flat and dead, and Harry clung to Leon like a frightened child.
At the end of the questioning, Phyrrus was offered the antidote, leaving him a little blank. Harry hurried to him, wrapping his arms around him, and filling his mind with all the warmth and love he could send over the bond. "So, it is true, then." Judge Bones frowned. "You two are really bonded. A powerful bond that has no physical basis. How is this?"
Harry shrugged, smiling when Phyrrus wrapped his arms around Harry's waist, and rested his head on Phyrrus' chest. "I don't know. I don't think anyone does. It just. . . happened."
"This reeks of a forced bond, you know that?"
You can do that?" Phyrrus and Harry both asked at once, eyes wide.
"That solves that issue," Leon pointed out. "One of them would have to know."
"Phyrrus has taken the antidote."
"It hasn't fully kicked in. Surprised responses will still be truth." Leon grinned at the judge. "But that's not the issue, here."
"You are correct, of course, Reikatsuken Byakko. I find the two of them not guilty on the basis of self defense. Adjourned." Judge Bones looked at the boys again. Their bond could have been forced, naturally, but they didn't act like it. Not at all.
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After dealing with the trial, Leon went to pick some things up from the aurors while Harry and Phyrrus bummed around Muggle London with Severus. Sirius and Remus had to go to work from the rest of the day, but promised to be at home by supper. Harry sighed and held Phyrrus' hand tightly. Phyrrus smiled. The blank look didn't entirely fade until it was nearly time to go home, but the boy did regain most of his natural disposition before an hour was out. Severus had helped the process by giving Phyrrus some food that was supposed to speed the antidote along.
Even so, Harry didn't feel entirely better until Phyrrus was back to normal, and even then he stuck as close to the boy as a burr. Phyrrus finally requested to stay over at Harry's just to held convince the boy that there was no lasting damage. Curled in Phyrrus' arms, Harry finally relaxed, breathing in the familiar scent that was uniquely Phyrrus.
"Are you feeling all right?" Harry asked, tilting his face up.
"I'm fine, Harry. I told you, there's no lasting damage," Phyrrus smiled, pressing a kiss to the other's lips. "I'm big enough to take it. Body weight and all that, you know? I promise there aren't lasting effects. I'm just younger than most people taking it, so it took a little longer to wear off. Uncle Sev said that would happen, remember?"
Harry nodded, sighing. "I was just worried. You shouldn't have made that decision on your own. It affects me, too."
"Sorry." Phyrrus sighed. "But it was a split second thing, and one of us had to do it in order for them to believe us. It would have hurt you, you're underweight and too small anyway. I was just protecting you."
"Ask me if I want protected first!" Harry snarled, turning away. "Because what good is it if it hurts you?"
"It didn't."
"It could have!"
"I'm sorry, all right? I just wanted what was best for you! And if I hadn't of offered, they would have forced you to submit to it!" Phyrrus finally shouted, golden eyes blazing. "I was worried about you! I love you, Harry."
Harry stiffened, then relaxed. "I love you too. And. . . I was worried as well."
"I know," Phyrrus murmured, holding Harry close. "Just remember. . . if it comes down to you and me, it'll always be about you."
"You have my heart, Phyrrus. Don't damage it." Harry placed his hand on Phyrrus' chest. "Because you are my life."
Phyrrus nodded, holding Harry closer, relaxing into Harry's scent. Both had their eyes closed and appeared asleep, but it was a long time before either stopped wanted to keep the other as close as possible and finally drifted off.
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The rest of the summer passed fairly uneventfully, Harry and Phyrrus spending as much time together as possible while watching the twins with Cyrrus. Ginny, Ron, and Hermione had come over several times and Sirius and Remus had started disappearing on occasion. Harry knew they were members of an Order for Dumbledore to help combat the Dark Lord called the Order of the Phoenix, and the two often told Harry and Phyrrus some of the happenings at the meetings.
Another reaction to recent events was that Minister Fudge was claiming Harry and Dumbledore were insane and Voldemort had not returned. The Lugovaloses all thought he was barking mad and he received several. . . strongly worded letters from Grandma Lugovalos and Grandma Carlisle. Harry had to smile when he learned how angry Grandma Lugovalos had been when Fudge claimed Harry was a liar and only wanted fame. It was nice to have family to take up his cause. He felt less like the tragic hero that way.
"What do you think will happen now?" Harry reclined in the backyard, watching the clouds roll passed; Phyrrus was resting his head on the other's stomach, eyes half closed.
"Who knows?" Phyrrus shrugged. "You know I'm going to have to start continent jumping again soon, right?"
"So soon?"
"Not until next week, but that's just around the corner," Phyrrus pointed out. "You don't mind, right?"
"Not as long as you make sure to keep up at school. You know that." Harry laughed. "You're going to be exhausted, aren't you."
"There isn't much for it," Phyrrus shrugged. "They need both Cyrrus and I this year. We're supposed to have a really big crop and they'll need all hands. River and Rayne'll be headed over too, so they can help put food up for the winter. They're finally old enough."
"Will they be helping you at all?"
"Not on the big equipment. That's next year. After that I might get another year off."
Harry nodded, sighing. "When can I go help? I know how to work all that stuff, now."
"Maybe a little this year, if I ask?" Phyrrus considered that. "Although you might be too busy. I mean, it's a lot of work."
"I know, but I'll get to spend a little time with you, right?" Harry smiled and ran his fingers through his boyfriend's hair. "I'd like that. Besides, I'm not a slacker either, you know."
"I know," Phyrrus smiled and sighed. "Well, summer's nearly over. Saturday's Diagon Alley, then one more week, then back to school. Did Uncle Leon talk to you yet?"
"Uncle Leon? No. Why?"
"We have an honor guard for Diagon Alley this year." Phyrrus grinned. "We're going with the Weaselys, and Uncle Leon, Severus, Kingsley Shacklebolt and a few others are going with us to keep us safe. They believe you. If that makes you feel better."
"Thrilled." Harry gave a dry smile and shook his head. "Now shut up. I'm cloud watching."
Phyrrus finally closed his mouth, relaxing, with Harry's fingers running through his hair. Harry smiled as his boyfriend's form went limp. He knew the exact moment Phyrrus fell asleep.
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Chara was always awake at the crack of dawn, well at least until she crashed one day every now and again. No one was entirely sure how she did it, but she was still the first person to rise nearly every morning. Harry was still yawning when he went to see if he needed to drag Phyrrus out of bed. The shower was running in the Lugovalos household, he assumed not, and sat at the kitchen table, gratefully sipping the hot tea Chara handed him. "Thanks, Mum." He told her absently, not even realizing he had forgotten her name at the end.
"No problem, sweetie," She didn't seem to mind, so Harry filed the information away for later use. Maybe he would drop the name at the end altogether, if it didn't bother her. "Excited for today?"
"Yeah!" Harry grinned. "You have no idea. I love Diagon Alley."
Chara shoved her long, fire red hair from her face and laughed. "I can imagine," She told him, ruffling his hair. "Now, are Sirius and Remus up?"
"Remus is. I left him to drag Sirius out of bed."
"Out of is not what I'm worried about," Chara muttered and Harry blanched.
"I did not want to think about that." Harry looked ready to be sick, and Chara laughed, rolling her eyes. Boys were so easy to rile. She would know, with as much as she pestered her brother and all of her husband's brothers, brother-in-laws, and nephews. Not to mention all her sons. An evil smile crossed her face. She still had to plan a few surprises for Cyrrus to return that last prank he pulled on her.
Her children all stumbled down the stairs right about the same time, the two boys looking exhausted, though River and Rayne were chattering at them happily. Chara laughed, feeding them breakfast, and Phyrrus and Cyrrus were cleaning the kitchen when Sirius and Remus walked in. Chara glanced at her watch. "You two cut it this close often?" She asked, one eyebrow raised.
"No," Remus blushed. "We just. . . had some trouble getting up."
Chara smirked when she saw Harry's ears burn from the corner of her eye. "I see. Do you know who's taking us to Diagon Alley?"
"Not really. I know one of my cousins is coming, and a few of the aurors that Dumbledore knows, and Leon, and Severus too, probably. Though Severus has a target painted on his forehead. as much as Harry does." Sirius shrugged, half turning when the doorbell rang. Cyrrus raced to answer it before the twins, and came back, tailed by six people.
"They are not all going to fit in here," Cyrrus announced, raising an eyebrow.
"So put half of them in the living room like a good host," Chara returned, looking at the group. "Chara Lugovalos. Nice to meet you."
The others smiled and one young woman, with bright, bubble gum colored hair gave a brilliant smile. "Wotcher, ma'am. Nymphadora Tonks. Call me Tonks, please. Sirius is my cousin."
Chara nodded at her, greeted Kingsley with a bright smile, and looked over the other four. Harry glanced up, not recognizing any of them for a few moments, then let out a little whimper and fell into an attacking stance. "Moody!"
The man looked startled, eyes going wide, his head whipping around. "He's the real one," Sirius broke in, gripping his godson's shoulder. "Calm down."
Harry gave a soft sigh, leaning into his godfather, and grinned when Leon and Severus apperated in. "We're meeting the Weaselys in The Leaky Cauldron," Leon announced, and Chara ushered them to the living room. Harry squirmed excitedly. He really did love Diagon Alley.
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As everyone divided to go shopping, Harry was surprised when he and Phyrrus went with Sirius and Remus, River and Rayne followed their mother and Kingsley Shacklebolt and an auror Harry didn't know, Cyrrus and Ginny took off after Leon and Severus, Fred and George were dragged away by a smiling Bill and Tonks, leaving Ron and Hermione with Mr. and Mrs. Weasely and another unknown aruror. Moody began to follow Tonks, rolling his eyes, and the other two split up as well.
The alley was still bustling with life, but when they saw Harry they shifted their steps, getting as far away from the boy as they could. Phyrrus clenched his fists, slowly getting more and more angry until he finally shouted, "He is not mad! Stop treating him like a disease." Harry nearly groaned. The infamous Lugovalos temper.
"Stop, Phyrrus," Harry ordered, gripping his hand. "I don't care what they think."
Phyrrus sighed, but obeyed. Sirius grinned at Remus. "Harry's got him whipped."
"I've got you whipped," Remus pointed out. "What's your point?"
Sirius pouted, slinking a bit. "Nothing," He sighed. Remus smiled brightly, wrapping an arm around Sirius' waist and standing on tip toe to press a kiss to the taller's lips, even as they walked. Phyrrus grinned at them, kissing Harry deeply, and Sirius laughed when he saw Harry go limp in his boyfriend's grip, shifting to kiss back. "Phyrrus is evil," Sirius commented, laughing. "Look at Harry."
Remus laughed as soon as he saw the smaller teen. Harry was staggering a bit, with glassy eyes. Truthfully, he looked a bit drunk and it was all the more amusing when Remus realized that it was from the kiss Phyrrus had given him. Harry staggered into Phyrrus, angrily poking Phyrrus' side. Phyrrus ignored it, and Harry pouted. He was coming off his high and remembered that Phyrrus wasn't ticklish. Which really wasn't fair because when Phyrrus poked him back in retaliation, Harry nearly jumped out of his skin.
The two were cheerful the rest of the day despite the dark looks Harry received continuously. They traded kisses and caresses and teased each other with bright grins, ignoring the world around them at large. When people laughed and greeted them, or just traded secret looks with spouses about "young love" or something similar, the two would smile and laugh and wave, but Harry refused to let anything get him down, no matter if it was the dark looks or rumors.
Remus and Sirius had to smile. Despite everything, Harry would be all right.
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Phyrrus and Cyrrus and Harry all went to the farm to help out before holidays ended, though once school was back in session Harry wouldn't be returning to America until Thanksgiving. They had finally received permission from Dumbledore and Harry was excited. He had never seen a Lugovalos Thanksgiving before and couldn't wait to do so. He also wanted to see Chara's brother, Odin, again since he had only met the man once and was curious about him. Since Odin and Grandma Carlisle would both be at Thanksgiving, with Anders and Percy, Harry was already excited and he had a few other months to get through first.
One of which was the start of school.
"Ready to go?" Chara called, shoving them all toward the train. Harry smiled at the energetic woman. It was hard to remember that just over a year ago, Chara had nearly died during a Death Eater attack at the quidditch world cup, leaping into a mob to save a little girl. They were lucky they had both survived, and Chara was back to her old self. A year ago, however, when they were loaded onto the train, Chara had been in a wheelchair.
"Bye, Mom!" Phyrrus and Cyrrus both pressed kisses to her cheek before bounding away.
Harry hugged her tightly. "Bye, Mum," He offered, smiling, then hugged his own guardians before following his boyfriend. River and Rayne both stayed outside a bit longer and nearly missed the train, but Phyrrus and Cyrrus grabbed them up as their mother passed them onto the slowly moving train. The twins grinned and waved, then went to hunt down Fred and George. Harry shook his head. The year would be interesting, that was for sure.
"Hermione! Ron! Draco!" Harry poked his head out of the compartment they had claimed, waving. Ginny was already there, sitting on her boyfriend's lap, and Neville brightened up at the thought of seeing Draco. The trio rushed in, grinning.
"Hey, Harry," Draco offered briefly, before going to kiss his own boyfriend. Hermione rolled her eyes and jumped up and down.
"Harry, did you have a good rest of break?" She asked, sitting next to him. They hadn't really had time to chat in Diagon Alley, but they knew they'd talk one the train ride.
"Yeah. Hey, who're the new prefects this year? For Gryffindor, I mean. I can already see Draco preening."
"Yeah, well, Pansy's the other one," Draco muttered with a shudder. Pansy was a nice girl, but she refused to believe that Draco was dating Neville and continued to stalk him around the school. Draco and Neville were currently plotting to set her up with a member of Ravenclaw that she had confided was cute, once. They didn't need a stalker.
"So?" Harry grinned at Draco, deciding that he could laugh at the misfortune, for now.
"Well. . . don't get mad, but. . . it'smeandRon," Hermione rushed out, and Harry blinked.
"Really? Hermione, that's great!" Harry threw his arms around her. "I bet your mum was proud, Ron."
"Ugh," Ron rubbed his face. "Please don't remind me."
"Eh?"
"Trust me, don't ask." Ron moaned, and Cyrrus grinned, suddenly.
"Does this involve Anders and Percy?" He asked, eyes lighting up.
"Part of it," Ron eyed the other suspiciously. "Why?"
"Because Anders already told us about it! Remember, Phy, Anders was saying that Molly called Percy three times--caught them having sex in the living room the first go-round--and was screaming and in hysterics that Ron was going to turn out like Percy until he reminded her that Bill was a prefect too? Then she really started sobbing because she said it was all Phyrrus' and my fault that you were going to be a rebel and how you needed a good girlfriend. Then she realized just what she had interrupted, because they were laying on the couch with nothing but a blanket. And even that was a little last minute."
"That was about the time she fainted, yes," Ron nodded. "She really upset Percy. I remember Anders called later and yelled at her. . . sort of. . . because Percy was asleep. Mum was really mad about that. Said Anders had no right to yell at her. They really don't get along."
"I honestly don't blame Anders," Cyrrus shrugged. "Not to be mean about your mom, but she could have just accepted him. It's not like Percy makes stupid decisions. I think Anders was the best thing for him."
"Yeah, well, she's not too fond of your family at the moment, and that includes you," Ron pointed out. "Harry, did you hear about who was Quidditch captain?"
"Not yet. Do you know?"
"Yeah. Fred and George said it's Angelina."
"Good. She's a good sort. Though I don't think they should have picked a seventh year. . . but it's all seventh years right now, other than me, so I guess there wasn't much choice."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, I'd like them to have time to learn to be captain and spend more than a year doing it, but it doesn't matter." Harry shrugged. "It's not really a big deal."
"Maybe," Ron shrugged again, grinning. "You know what I was thinking about doing this year? Now that Wood's gone, I mean?"
"What?"
"I wanted to try out for Keeper." Ron offered a half smirk.
"You were good at the farm," Draco offered, rubbing his arm. "If you'd hit me any harder. . ."
"Well, you don't have to worry. We're playing quidditch, after all, and I'd get a foul." Ron really smirked, then. "Your pretty face is safe."
"Hey!" Draco crossed his arms as Cyrrus and Phyrrus snickered. The blond glanced at his watch, eyes growing wide. "We're going to be late!"
The three prefects in the compartment jumped up and sprinted towards the front of the train, leaving the rest of the teens inside laughing. Neville made a face from his spot on the floor. A combination of laughing at the trio and getting dumped off his boyfriend's lap had left him with a new vantage point, but Cyrrus hauled him back into his seat and the conversation went on.
The prefects didn't return to the compartment, apparently the meeting lasted a bit longer than anyone thought it would, though they did have a few visitors stop by. Angelina ordered Harry to be ready to start Keeper tryouts the first Friday after school started, which made Harry groan, though he smiled quickly when she scowled at him.
After that, the group passed the rest of the day playing exploding rat slap or exploding snap, and a few rounds of gobstones. Fred and George accompanied by Lee Jordan and the little twins appeared for a little while, though River and Rayne raced away to find a few of their other friends. The new first years thought they were annoying, and since they were nine, Phyrrus agreed. Still, he warned them to behave and returned to his game. They couldn't get lost on the train and he wasn't responsible for any trouble they got into.
"Time to go!" Harry called, changing quickly into his robes as Hogsmeade started to come into view. Ginny slammed her trunk shut and helped Cyrrus close Hermione's. She had told them to feel free and find any books they might like to read during the train ride, but Cyrrus was the only one that had taken up the offer. He had wanted to read Hogwarts: A History and hadn't had a chance until then. Frowning at the book in his hand and the now closed trunk, Cyrrus figured he'd borrow it and apologize later. Hedwig took off, hooting at Harry and Phyrrus, and was followed by a little gray tennis ball.
Said gray tennis ball was a little owl named Pidwidgeon. Pig for short. Anders and Percy, who had found the owl funny, had gotten him for Ron. More reliable than Errol, but he'd have a tough time in a good wind. Still, Hedwig, who thought the stupid thing lacked manners, had taken him under her wing, so to speak, and Harry found it amusing. The snowy owl had given him a baleful, longsuffering, look when Harry voice the observation.
"Well, no new family for you to torment this year," Harry commented, following Phyrrus out the door fo the train. "First time since you got here."
"Harry, come on!" Hermione called, pointing to the saved seats in the carriages. Harry smiled and hurried towards them only to stop in his tracks.
"Harry?" Phyrrus touched his arm. "You all right?"
"What are those horse things?" He asked, pointing at the front of the carriages. "I thought they were horseless."
"They are." Phyrrus grinned, eyeing the skeletal beasts. "Those are thestrals. Only people that have seen death can see them, which would be why Hermione and Ron are giving you really weird looks."
"Can you see them? Can River and Rayne? Or your mum?"
"Most of our family can." Phyrrus shrugged. "I mean, accidents happen on a farm. Or elsewhere."
"So you can see them?"
"I have seen someone die, remember? Accident in karate? River, Rayne, Mom, and Dad were all there. It was at the very end of class. River and Rayne didn't really understand what happened because they hadn't felt death before, and they say its almost like feeling someone fall asleep, but then they turn into a hole. Dad tried to explain it to them, but they were so young then that it didn't make sense."
"Can Cyrrus?"
"He grew up in the bad part of town. Nearly got shot the year before we got custody of him. Bullet went through the head of the guy behind him."
"Was that the first?"
"Of Cyrrus? No. That was the last. He hasn't told me about any of the others." Phyrrus shrugged and headed towards the carriage. "And Mom's a mediwitch. She probably sees someone die every other day or so."
"Ah." Harry nodded. "And Uncle Leon can see them, I'm sure."
Phyrrus shrugged, helping Harry into the carriage and changing the subject as Harry stared out the window, just barely able to make out the back of the thestrals in the dark. He wished he'd never heard of Thestrals. He'd much rather have saved Cedric than see those stupid skeleton horses.
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