Chapter 4:
inheritance part 3

Warning: Hermione and the Weasley's are going to get steadily meaner from here on in.

Summary: the Weaasley's find Harry and take him to the order of the phoenix head quarters. Harry tells Remus about the whole Veela thing.

It was now a week before the start of the new school year. Harry fastened the last button of his shirt, he then draped a cloak around his shoulders. Today he was going book shopping, he had already finished all the books on Veelas that he could find in the small book shops in Diangonalley and even Knockturn alley and now he was going to raid Florish and Blotts, though he didn't hold out much hope of finding anything interesting, their was little work done on Veela, and what was done was all repeats. Harry kept his head down as he walked into Florish and Blotts. He was quickly hidden away in a dark corner of the shop.

Harry was their for a long time, browsing before he was disturbed.

"Harry!" Hermione all but yelled, Harry jumped almost 3 feet in the air. "Where haveyou been?"

"I.."

"I mean really Harry, with you know who back, do you have any idea how worried we all were?"

"I…"
"I mean what were you thinking taking off like that"

"I…"

"I'll tell you what you were thinking, you weren't thinking, that's what you were thinking!"

"O-kay" Harry said nervously.

"Ron! Look who turned up!" Hermione yelled grabbing Harry by the ear and dragging him into full view of all of the Weasley's.

"Harry, my boy, oh, Why did you run away?!" Mrs Weasley squealed as she dragged Harry into a bone crushing hug. For the next hour and half Harry was bombarded with questions coming from Hermione and all of the Weasley's and was rarely given enough time to answer. Eventually Hermione and Ron locked Harry in his room in the Leaky Cauldron.

"Look at this" Hermione said as he shut the door and tossed a copy of the daily prophet at Harry. The article on the front page was entitled Harry Potter Training Underground Army to Take Over the Ministry?

"The entire magical world thinks your some terrorist because you had to go and be a brat and run off, do you have any idea how much damage you've done to Dumbledor's reputation" Hermione yelled, her face turning steadily red.

"Gee thanks for the benefit of the doubt" Harry said sarcastically.

"Shut up! You know you can be a real brat sometimes" Ron said coldly.

"What were you doing the whole time?" Hermione said putting on her angry mum voice.

"I was here" Harry said defensively.

"Why. Why couldn't you just have stayed at the Dursley's what's so bad about the Dursley's" Ron said angrily "Do you have any idea how worried my mum's been about you"

"We've all been worried about you Harry" Ron and Hermione continued for hours, trying to make Harry feel guilty about running off, and they 'helped' Harry pack up his things, apparently he was going to the Order of the Phoenix Head Quarters weather he liked it or not.

The rest of the Weasley's were downstairs waiting for them. As they helped Harry carry his things downstairs, there was a lot of 'after everything we've done for you?' and 'what were you thinking?' and 'what ever did we do to deserve this?' they were travelling home by broom, so Harry's luggage she shrunk down and tied to the back of his broom. By the time the sun had set they were in the air, the Weasley twins stayed close to Harry, so close Harry was beginning to suspect that they were there to make sure he couldn't fly off.

They flew for most of the night, eventually landing outside a muggle street. Harry and his possessions were quickly rushed into the house. Mrs Weasley suddenly switched from scolding teacher to worried mother and the usual 'Harry you're so thin, you should eat more let me cook something for you' dance followed.

Soon Harry was sat down and surrounded my more food than he had seen all Summer. As always, Harry only ate enough to get rid of the painful hunger pangs, he was still in the habit of not gaining weight so that it would be easier to readjust to what little the Dursley's fed him if he had to go back there. Harry's lack of eating was barley noticed because Ron, the bottomless pit soon helped himself to absolutely everything in sight.

Remus turned up after Harry was done eating. Harry was happy to see Remus, he was willing to forget Harry's teenaged run away incident. Remus was the one that helped Harry unpack.

"I see you've gained an interest in Veela" Remus said with a smile as he picked up a book on Veela.

"Yes, what do you think of them?" Harry said nervously as he helped Remus unpack the chest of Veela books.

"Veela? It depends on the Veela. I've known some that were the monsters that people always think they are, and some were just good, kind and quite average people, why do you ask?" Harry took a deep breath in

"Remus there's something I need to tell you"

"Yes Harry?" Remus said after Harry didn't say anything for several minutes. Unable to think of any words, let alone got his mouth to move, so Harry simply dropped the glamour that hid his appearance. Remus stared in open mouthed shock at this beautiful ethereal creature standing before him. Harry's hair was now like dull silver, his eyes sparkling pink and his skin lie smooth white marble, even Harry's sickly emancipated figure didn't make him unattractive, he was a fragile beauty, like a precious china doll that Remus would have done anything to protect.

"Harry, you're a Veela" Harry quickly put the glamour back on.

"Please don't tell anyone"

"Sure, of course Dumbledor will have to be told"

"No, Please, don't tell anyone, promise me you won't tell anyone" Harry said, the thought of people learning what he was, or worse learning he was had had Vernon do to him brought Harry to the verge of tears. Remus pulled the crying child into his chest.

"Shh, its okay Harry, I won't tell anyone, I promise, not even Dumbledor" Harry's knees buckled beneath him. "Shhh, its okay, I won't tell anyone" Remus whispered, he crouched down still holding Harry, he rocked the boy in his arms. It took a long time for the soft sound of Harry's sobbing to stop, soon after that Harry fell asleep on Remus's shoulder. When he was sure that Harry was fast asleep he picked him up and laid him down on the bed, slipping off Harry's shoes. He continued setting up Harry's room around, tiptoeing around the bed, doing everything he could to be quiet and let the little Veela sleep himself out.

As soon as he was done, he tiptoes out, closing and locking the door behind him.

AN: well that's that chapter done, I hope you liked it, and thank you to:

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