"Welcome to the charming little village of Budleigh Bubberton" Dumbledore said as the trio started walking. It was a quaint little village with brick houses and fenced in yards. The came to stand outside of a grand two story house with the door slightly ajar.

"Wands out" Dumbledore said before making his way towards the front door.

The trio entered the house and quickly noticed that it was in disarray with pictures strewn about the floor, broken furniture and torn wall paper. Harry stood guard in front of Anya as the made their way towards the living room as Anya gripped her wand tightly in her hand on the ready for any impending danger. They came to stop in the living room as Dumbledore looked around. Anya saw the droplets of blood on the small cut out of the Malfoy family on the Prophet and turned her eyes upward, fearful she'd see a body charmed to the ceiling.

Droplets of red blood splattered onto her beige face and she blinked rapidly in surprise and terror. Dumbledore swiped a finger along her cheek before bringing the tip of his red stained finger to his nose.

"Dragons blood" he said before turning back towards the blue chair in the corner of the room. With a waved of his wand the chair started to transform and before them stood an older man who looked a bit goofy.

"Ah Horace, you make a rather convincing arm chair" Dumbledore said and Horace nodded his head.

"Yes well with the Death Eaters running amok they continue to ask me to join them. There's only so many ways to say 'no' you know; I don't stay anywhere for too long just to be sure. The owners of this lovely abode are in the Caribbean for the week" Horace said with an eye twitch and Anya raised her eyebrows.

"Let us fix the mess for the shall we?" Dumbledore said more than asked and again with a wave of his arm the room started to transform itself back to its original self. Pictures were straightened on the walls and desk tops, wallpaper was fixed as was the furniture, the glass ware was unbroken. Anya looked around impressed.

"Do you mind if I use the loo Horace?" Dumbledore asked already walking out of the room.

"Oh Horace this is Anya Jones and of course you must know Harry Potter, this is Horace Slughorn" he added before walking out of the room. Anya stood back as Horace watched Harry closely.

"You're very much like your father you know…except the yes, you've…" he started to say.

"My mothers eyes, yeah I know" Harry finished for him; he really wished people would quit saying those things.

"They're all mine, each and every one of them. Of course your parents are at the front Anya and Harry there's your mother, right at the front as well" he said when he noticed Anya looking at the pictures on the desk. Anya stared at the picture of her parents as her heat clenched in her chest. She blinked back the tears forming in her eyes before she picked the photo of her waving parents up in her trembling hands. She had pictures of her parents but not many of them together. Her mother smiled at her and waved while her father grinned with his champagne flute. She ran her finger over their faces and found that as the years passed it got harder for her to recall her fathers features.

Harry picked up a picture with a boy in it who looked just like Sirius. "Ahhh Regulas Black, I'm sure you heard his older brother Sirius died not long ago" Slughorn said as he looked at the picture.

"I should have liked to have taught Sirius…I got his brother when he came around but I would have liked the set" he said fondly and Harry set the picture down.

"Horace do you mind if I keep this? I do love knitting patterns?" Dumbledore asked with a hopeful smile and Anya's eyebrows arched at the coment coming from the headmaster.

"Yeah alright" Horace said. "Well we must be going" Dumbledore said as he ushered the two teens out of the house.

"So soon?" Horace asked as he watched Harry. "Yes it's clear you are not going to agree to my question so we must be on our way" Dumbledore said with a twinkle in his eye.

"Alright you win Dumbledore, I'll come back but I want a bigger office and a raise, it's mad times we're living in, mad I tell you" Slughorn yelled from the doorway and Dumbledore nodded his head in agreement.

"Sir why did we need to be there for him to agree to come back?" Harry asked as they made their way back to the courtyard.

"You poses a certain air of curiosity about you Harry and Horace wouldn't be able to resist teaching you; bringing Anya around was an added bonus. He did very much love your parents Anya. It is imperative that he return to Hogwarts" Dumbledore explained.

"I must apologize about your date Harry, she was truly very beautiful" Dumbledore said and Anya giggled.

"Yeah you probably ruined the only chance at an actual date he'd ever get" she joked and Harry glared at her again.

"It's alright Sir, I'll go back tomorrow…make up an excuse about my ill sister needing to be taken to the loony bin" he said and Anya scoffed.

"You wont be returning tonight Harry, you are going to the Burrow" Dumbledore said as they stopped.

"What about Hedwig and our trunks?" Harry asked. "All taken care of, take my arm" he said and Anya groaned.

"Must I?" she asked as she reluctantly took his arm and that familiar feel of her stomach pulling returned and she tried to brace herself for the impact. The two landed in the swamp behind the Burrow and Anya gripped Harry's arm so she wouldn't topple over again. From where they stood Harry could see Ginny sitting in her window brushing her long red hair and he felt a pull in his chest.

"Come on loony" he said as he started to walk away with a still dizzy Anya behind him. "I'm gonna vomit" she groaned before hunching over and Harry winced.

"That's attractive I must say...can't see why you don't have a boyfriend" Harry said as he held her hair away from her face.

"Shut up" she grumbled, the guilt starting to build inside of her at keeping her secret from Harry.