Ok, so I'm back !

Thanks for all the reviews I had during the time I was gone.

It's nice to know so many people read this story and actually love it :p

The next morning Harry went to work as usual, only this time he was clutching a jar that contained a beetle.

The beetle named Rita Skeeter.

He had been awake all night wondering wetter or not to proceed with it but finally thought of the many lives that had been ruined by Rita Skeeter's sharp quill and finally he had decided that maybe it was time that someone lowered himself to her level to stop her for once and for all.

Harry walked straight towards the office of Romanov.

Despite his not so handsome looks Romanov had married an extremely pretty woman, a fact on which Rita Skeeter once spilled an article in search of something better and which had almost lead to a divorce between the two.

He was sure of the fact that Romanov would have a lot of fun with this case.

The real problems for Harry came when he entered his office.

He just took place on his seat and made himself ready to study reports about more death eater-sightings.

It had been three years and they were still busy rounding them up.

Basically, it was no wonder that Kingsley was desperate for some new meat in the office because this really made the whole office look ridiculous.

Ron entered the office and Harry looked up smiling.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't the boy-who-snogged-my-sister."

Harry forced himself to laugh, it was a joke that George once had used and which Ron liked to use over and over again but although it was funny in the beginning it started to get old actually.

"You know I could get used to 'sir' as well."

Ron tried to answer to that one but before he could a witch had entered the office as well, she was a few years older than Ron and Harry.

"Sir?"

Ron tried his best not to laugh with so much coincidence and grabbed the cup of coffee in front of him that was actually meant for Harry but he didn't saw it.

"What is it Mrs. Smith?"

"We believed to have located the where-bouts of Fenrir Greyback."

Harry almost dropped of his chair and Ron emptied the half of his cup on his robes.

"What! Where? How?"

The witch handed Harry a copy of the report and after reading it a few times he threw it on his desk getting up.

Ron took it as well and looked at it.

"How could he be so stupid?"

"It's been three years Ron, naturally he lowered his guard. False sense of security."

The witch looked curiously from Ron to Harry.

"We better go don't we! Before he decides to move again." Harry said smiling grabbing his coat.

"Can I come?"

Harry gave the witch one glance, she was wearing high heels and a very unpractical dress.

"I think we can handle it."

It weren't only the death eaters who lowered their guards, apparently most of his staff thought it wasn't necessary to be prepared all the time.

That evening Ginny came home from The Burrows, she had had practice that after noon and went to pick up Teddy afterwards but her mother had found a bunch of new ideas for the wedding.

It took her three hours to be able to leave and she had expected Harry to be at home already but when she opened the door she noticed her shoes weren't there.

Slowly she walked after Teddy who had run into the living room already.

"Are you hungry?"

"Yep." He said playing with his old teddy bear.

It was his very first present he had ever been given, according to Andromeda, Lupin had bought it for him on his way back from Shell Cottage but Teddy was still too young to realise all of that.

"I'm going to make you some diner."

At midnight Harry still wasn't home, she started to get worried.

Sure, her father used to came home around midnight as well but there was a difference between her father's job and Harry's.

Five minutes later someone stopped at the door and Ginny opened it hopefully but instead of Harry, Hermione stood in front of her.

"Is Harry back already?"

Ginny shook her head and let her in.

"You don't need to worry; they're probably busy reading reports on death eaters."

Hermione nodded and followed Ginny to the living room where they waited another two hours.

Ginny and Hermione's fears grew and grew with every single minute that past.

"If it turns out that they're at the leaky cauldron or another bar I swear to God, Harry won't know what hit him."

Suddenly there was a knock on the door and Ginny jumped straight and ran to the door opening it.

She gasped at the sight of Harry being supported by Ron.

"It's not as bed as it seems. I'm just dropping him of and than I'm off cause I bet Hermione is worried sick."

"She's here." Ginny said as she took Harry over from Ron who ran inside immediately.

"What happened to you?"

Harry didn't stop smiling.

"We got him."

"Got who?"

Ginny looked worriedly at Harry.

"Fenrir Greyback, we arrested him. He's on his way to Azkaban as we speak."

Ginny hugged him and started to cry.

"I was so worried."

"I understand, but it's not as if I could send an owl in the middle of a duel could I?"

Ginny started to laugh and Harry suddenly realised that no matter what happened he now had a home to come to afterwards.

Ok, so this is the only chapter I wrote while I was away but I will continue the story trust me…

And thanks again for all those reviews. Please continue writing them, they mean a lot to me.

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