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"Thank you, Tyler, for helping us. For saving Hermione," Harry thanked him.

"It was nothing."

"Harry, can you heal her?" Ron asked.

Harry knelt in front of Hermione. "Ron, take off your jacket. I have to take off the top of her dress. Just so you can cover her up."

"Yeah, definitely," Ron took off his jacket and held it up as Harry slipped off the straps on Hermione's dress.

Harry could see the laceration now. "Don't worry, guys. I can heal it. I had this kind of cut in fifth year," he assured his friends and they smiled. Everyone was quiet as Harry healed his female best friend. "All healed." He put her dress back on.

"Thanks, Harry," Hermione hugged him. After releasing each other, Hermione hugged Ron who kissed her head. "Are you two all right?"

"Yeah. Just small cuts. Nothing major," Ron smiled.

"I know you're having a personal, touching moment, but I have a question. Why are you three in the middle of a forest in California dressed like you just came from a ball?" Tyler wondered.

"We were at my brother's wedding when Death Eaters attacked," Hermione replied.

"Well, it's actually my brother, blood wise. Hermione's parents died two years ago. She's lived with us since. We're her family," Ron explained.

"Do you think everyone's all right?" Hermione said.

"Yeah. Everyone's fine," Harry nodded, hoping he was right.

"Wish we could go back to make sure," Ron sighed.

"I know. We can't. we have to find the Horcrux of Hufflepuff," Harry replied.

"I knew you looked familiar. You're Harry Potter and you're his friends Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger," Tyler said.

"That's us," Harry nodded. The trio stood up. "So you know us, just like every other person in the world. Who are you?"

"I went to Durmstrang. Nineteen years old. Name's Tyler," Tyler told them.

"What about family?" Hermione wondered.

"My mother died when I was four. My father is, uh, is the person who registers and updates the werewolf registration," Tyler told them.

"I'm sorry about your mother, Tyler," Hermione said.

"It's all right. So what are you three doing here anyways?" Tyler crossed his arms.

"Well, first escaping a Death Eater attack. Now we have to get going on our journey. We have to go to San Diego," Harry answered. "That reminds me," Harry muttered something, waving his wand and their bags appeared.

"Oh yeah. Forgot about those. The wedding made me forget," Ron said.

"San Diego? I lived there. I know my way around there and can get you anywhere. Do you want me to come? I could help," Tyler offered.

"Well, we-" Hermione began.

"Let's talk about this," Ron whispered to his friends. "Excuse us, Tyler." Tyler nodded and the trio walked a little ways away to talk privately.

"Should we let him come?" Harry asked.

"I don't trust him," Ron shook his head.

"Ron, he saved our lives," Hermione said.

"But why was he even in the forest? Particularly in the area we were being attacked," Ron replied.

"He has a point. Tyler just happened to be in the area. It's kind of weird," Harry nodded.

"But he saved us. He says he can help us," Hermione stated.

"How do we know he's not lying? He did hesitate a bit when he told us about his father," Harry said.

"I don't think he's lying," Hermione said.

"Are you saying that because you think he's hot?" Ron frowned, harshness in his voice.

"Ron! How could you even think that?" Hermione gasped, a look of pain in her eyes.

"Ron, I know you don't like Tyler, but I'm going to let him come with us. I think he can help," Harry stated.

"Fine," Ron replied. They picked up their bags and went back to Tyler.

"You can come with us, Tyler. Thanks for the help," Hermione told Tyler.

"Happy to help," Tyler smiled. "So why do you have to go to San Diego?"

"We're trying to find something," Harry said.

"Find what?" Tyler asked.

"All right. Sure you're helping us get through San Diego, but I think that fact is private. Just for me and my friends," Harry crossed his arms.

"I get it. I'll back off. I'll just help you find your way," Tyler put his hands up in defence. "Before we go, I need to know exactly where you need to go."

"Umm, Hermione?" Harry turned to her.

"I don't think it said. I think it just said San Diego," Hermione shrugged.

"One minute, Tyler," Harry sighed. He pulled out the Founders book and opened it to Helga Hufflepuff. "It's some secluded area. No where near the city, but not in the forest either."

"I think I know where it is. Might be the old Sawyer place. It used to look like a bumblebee," Tyler answered.

"Why?" Ron asked.

"It was painted yellow and black until the Sawyers moved in. They painted it all white. It looks boring as hell now," Tyler responded.

"That must be it," Hermione stated.

"Let's go, Tyler," Harry grinned.

"Grab on," Tyler held out his arms and the trio grabbed on. They got squeezed then the sensation let up and they opened their eyes. In front of them stood a three-story wooden house.

"Do you think they made it?" Sirius asked.

"Who? Bill and Fleur or Harry, Ron, and Hermione?" Remus said. They had finally fought off the Death Eaters. Everyone was injured, whether it was minor or serious. Remus, Sirius, and Tonks brought Kingsley to St. Mungo's. He was in serious condition. The Healers said he had to stay in the hospital for at least a week, but he would live. Tonks, extremely worried, stayed in the hospital with Kingsley. Sirius and Remus had gone back to the Burrow to help clean up. Most had only minor scrapes and bruises and didn't need medical attention. The tables, having been on fire, had completely burned and couldn't be repaired.

"Harry and his friends," Sirius said.

"I'm sure they did, Padfoot. They're strong and know what they're doing," Remus nodded. He hoped he was right and wasn't just getting Sirius' hopes up.

"Ginny? Are you okay?" Sirius wondered.

Ginny had tears streaking her face. She had a small cut on her arm and on her cheek. "He said he'd never be able to leave me forever and that's why he'll come back with Hermione and Ron. What if they don't? what if they don't come back? If they leave us forever?" she sobbed. Sirius pulled her to his chest where her tears overflowed.

"They'll come back. Harry, Ron, and Hermione will come back," Sirius assured her, sounding more confident than he felt.

"Promise?" she sniffed.

"I promise. They would never leave any of us," Sirius told her. She smiled through her tears and wiped her cheeks.

"Molly, it really was a beautiful wedding. Everyone looked amazing," Remus told Mrs. Weasley.

"Thank you, Remus," she smiled.

"Will you be all right? Sirius and I have to go to the Ministry," Remus said.

"I'll be fine, dear. We all will. Go back to work," Mrs. Weasley patted his cheek then he went to Sirius.

"Hi, Ginny," Remus said softly. She smiled at him and he hugged her lightly. When they released, Ginny walked to Fred and George who wrapped their arms around their little sister.

"Time to go back to the Ministry?" Sirius guessed.

"Yeah. Come on," Remus sighed and they Disapparated. They both, still dressed in their wedding clothes, walked into the building and to their departments.

"How was the wedding, Remus? Remus?" Seth frowned as Remus walked past him and into his office. "Remus, what happened?"

"The wedding was beautiful. It was perfectly fine until Death Eaters showed up and attacked," Remus said, opening the Tyler Grey and Fenrir Greyback files.

"Oh no. Is everyone okay?" Seth asked.

"Kingsley's in the hospital. Death Eaters chased Harry, Ron, and Hermione. We don't know if they made it or not," Remus answered.

"They made it, Remus. I can feel it," Seth said.

"I hope so. Otherwise, the wedding was great. Everyone looked amazing," Remus nodded his head.

"That's good, and from how you look, I'd say everyone must have looked spectacular," Seth smiled.

Remus laughed. "Thanks, Seth. So what's new with our werewolf buddies?" Seth sighed.

"Mr. Black? You're back early. Is everyone okay?" Damian Sanders asked. He had taken over so Sirius, Kingsley, and Tonks could attend the wedding.

"Everything was great but then Death Eaters attacked," Sirius said.

"I'm so sorry, sir. Is everyone all right?" Sanders stated.

"Kingsley's in the hospital. He has to stay there for a week or two. Otherwise, I think everyone's fine," Sirius slowed his speech at the end.

"What do you mean 'you think'?"

"Harry and his friends ran off. Death Eaters followed. We have no idea if they're okat or not?" Sirius sighed.

"Oh no. I'm sure they made it. They're strong and brave and know what they're doing. They have each other," Sanders said.

Sirius smiled. "Thanks, Sanders. I'm gonna go talk to Crouch Jr.. See you later."

"Bye, boss," Sirius headed for the interrogation room in which Barty Crouch Jr. was being held. Sirius hadn't talked to him since he woke up and was sent to Azkaban. It was his time now.

"This place could be amazing if it was taken care of like Godric's Hollow," Hermione said as she, her friends, and Tyler walked up to the house Tyler reported was once Helga Hufflepuff's.

"You've been to Godric's Hollow?" Tyler asked, surprise in his tone.

"Yeah. A bit ago," Hermione nodded.

"Hermione!" Ron hissed angrily.

"What?" Hermione whispered.

"Keep the gossip to a minimum," he replied, glaring deeply at Tyler who didn't notice the look. He was gazing at the house towering over them.

"Oh, calm down, Ronald," Hermione waved off the warning. "So why did you live in San Diego and for how long?" she asked, turning back to Tyler.

"For about three years and it had something to do with my father," Tyler answered, giving Hermione a soft smile. A faint blush found its way to Hermione's cheeks. Ron glared at them, but Harry also saw a bit of sadness in his friend's eyes. Would Hermione leave Ron for newfound Tyler Grey?

"So, who lived here, Tyler?" Harry asked.

"Sawyer family. I was friends with their son Alex. Like I said, they painted this place. It used to look like a bumblebee," Tyler replied.

"Let's go in. we need to find something, anything," Harry said, leading the way into the house. He pushed open the door to reveal a completely empty house covered in dust and spider webs.

"Harry?" Ron said, voice high.

"What?"

"Spiders," he whispered.

"Wimp," Tyler muttered. Ron glared at him. He hated Tyler and had no trust in him.

"Calm down, Ron. We need to split up and search," Harry replied.

"What are we looking for?" Hermione wondered.

"Anything that represents Helga Hufflepuff. Anything about her. Or just find something and we'll see if it's helpful," Harry stated.

"Okay."

"Ron and Hermione, take the upper floors for now. When Tyler and I are done this floor and the basement, we'll come help," Harry said.

"Okay," Ron muttered. He didn't seem to want to be with Hermione. Harry frowned. Sure Ron didn't like Tyler at all, but he wasn't acting like himself at all. Harry was worried. Ron and Hermione walked up a set of stairs to the second floor. Harry and Tyler went down to the basement.

"How long have you been friends with them?" Tyler asked conversationally.

"Since we started school. Ron and I became best friends on the train. We became best friends with Hermione at Halloween. We saved her from a troll that was let loose in the school," Harry answered calmly.

"That the year you three found the Philosopher's Stone?"

"Yeah, it was."

"Hear you live with a convict and a werewolf," Tyler said.

"Ex-convict and ex-werewolf. And yes, I do live with them," Harry frowned. He was liking Tyler less and less.

"No one's ever completely innocent and there's no cure for lycanthropy," Tyler told him.

Harry turned to face Tyler. "Excuse me, but Sirius is innocent. He did nothing wrong. Remus is cured because I found a cure. I'm not telling you. They're my uncles and I love them," he said bitterly.

"Sorry, sorry," Tyler said. There was a silence as they searched every inch of the basement. "I don't think anything's here."

"Thanks for the hint, Tyler," Harry said sarcastically. He walked up to the main floor, Tyler following.

"So why aren't you with Hermione?" Tyler asked as they started exploring again.

"Because she's with Ron, idiot."

"That's not what I meant, jerk."

They were glaring at each other. "I'm not with Hermione because I don't like her that way. I love her like a sister. That's all she's ever been to me. Happy now? Now you know why I'm not with my best mate's girlfriend," Harry turned his back to Tyler.

"No offence, but do you have temper problems?" Tyler asked.

Harry closed his eyes and breathed slowly, trying to calm down. "Getting a little personal, are we?"

"I take that as a yes," Tyler stated.

"I didn't say that," Harry crossed his arms.

"So answer the question then."

"I did. I've been working on it. It's not as bad now. Can you stop invading my life now?"

"Touchy."

"Tyler, you're really starting to hit a nerve," Harry said threateningly.

"And you're about ready to show me your anger issues," Tyler raised an eyebrow.

"That's it!" Harry shouted.

Ron and Hermione came running downstairs. "What's going on? We heard yelling," Hermione said.

"I can't stay with Tyler. He's pissing me off," Harry said angrily.

"I'll look down here with Tyler. You go with Ron upstairs," Hermione suggested. Tyler smiled a sickeningly sweet smile at Hermione. Harry watch sadness, pain, and anger flash through Ron's eyes.

"Come on, mate," Harry sighed and went up the stairs with Ron.

"So what do you think of him, Harry?" Ron asked.

"Who?"

"Tyler."

"Oh. Well, he was hitting my last nerve so I was annoyed. Other than that, I think he's okay. Not amazing, but okay," Harry told him.

"I don't like him at all. I don't trust him. I don't understand why Hermione does," Ron frowned deeply.

"I don't get it either but Tyler might be able to help us. He did get us here," Harry shrugged. Just then Hermione's laugh travelled up to them.

Ron's face fell. "I'm afraid I'm going to lose her."

"You won't lose her, Ron. She loves you," Harry said.

"She said that?" Ron wondered.

"Yeah. When you two came over one night, you fell asleep and we started talking. She told me she loves you but didn't want to tell you yet in case you didn't feel the same way and freaked out," Harry answered.

"I love her too, Harry. I didn't want to tell her either for those reasons," Ron stated.

Harry smiled. His two best friends were in love with each other. "You need to tell her, mate. She has no idea."

"But she's into Tyler."

"I doubt that, Ron. She won't leave you for him," Harry shook his head.

"I still don't get why he was in the forest and just happened to show up," Ron sighed.

"I know. I keep thinking about that. It's odd," Harry nodded.

"Did he say he was from Durmstrang?"

"Yep."

"I don't remember seeing him in fourth year when they came for the Triwizard Tournament. I never saw him," Ron reminisced.

"Maybe you did see him but you don't remember because you were too busy avoiding Fleur," Harry smirked.

"Shut up, Harry," Ron glared. Harry laughed. They soon moved up to the attic, continuing to chat as they looked. Hermione and Tyler never came up to the attic. "Hey, look at this," Ron said. He was crouching on the floor by the wall.

"What is it?" Harry asked.

"It looks like something's carved into the wall here," Ron pointed. Harry knelt down and looked at the wall. Ron had been right. There were words carved into the wood.

Not here. Too late.

"What does that mean? 'Not here. Too late'," Ron said.

"I think that's our answer. The Horcrux isn't here," Harry sighed.

"Now where do we go? What is this Horcrux anyways?" Ron wondered.

"I don't know what the Horcrux is and I don't know where we go," Harry sat down and leaned against the wall.

"Maybe the book will help," Ron suggested.

"Maybe."

"Harry!" Hermione called. "You're being called on the Communicator! Remus!"

"Coming!" Harry called back. "Come on, mate. Remus and Sirius must be losing it about us," he told Ron and they walked down the staircase. "Thanks, Hermione," he said and took out his Communicator. "Accept."

"Hey, pup! I'm so glad you're okay. Sirius and I have been so worried. Are Ron and Hermione all right?" Remus stated.

"We're all fine. Death Eaters did catch up with us but we made it. We had some help," Harry told him.

"Help? What do you mean?" Remus frowned.

Harry looked over his shoulder at Tyler. "Tyler helped us. He saved us."

Remus gasped when he saw Tyler. "Harry, listen to me. Ty-" Tyler's eyes narrowed when he met eyes with Remus.

"I'm really sorry, but we have to get going. Love you," Harry disconnected the call.

"So now what do we do, Harry?" Hermione asked.

"I don't know," Harry sighed.

"Sirius! Sirius, open the door! Sirius!" Remus pounded on Sirius' office door.

The door opened and revealed Sirius who looked very tired and stressed. "What's up?"

"He's with Harry and his friends! He'll kill them! We have to help!" Remus cried quickly.

"Whoa, whoa! Slow down, Moony. What are you talking about? Who's with Harry and his friends?" Sirius frowned.

"Tyler."

"Tyler? Tyler who?"

"Tyler Grey!"

"All right. I know you're freaking out but who the hell is Tyler Grey?" Sirius said.

"Didn't I tell you about Tyler?" Remus asked.

"I don't remember you telling me about anyone named Tyler Grey," Sirius shook his head, slightly confused.

"Oh. Sirius. Tyler Grey is the nineteen year old werewolf son of Fenrir Greyback. Tyler is with Harry, Ron, and Hermione," Remus clarified.

Sirius almost fell backwards off his chair. "Greyback's son? He has a son? Right. I remember now."

"Yes, Tyler, and he's with the trio. He helped them."

"Why would the son of Greyback help them?" Sirius furrowed his eyebrows.

"I don't know but it must be a plan they came up with or something," Remus shook his head.

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