Hi everyone! Sorry I took so long, this chapter was really long and I had lots of work to do.
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Walking Free
Protection
Pius Thicknesse sat at his new mahogany desk, leafing through a large pile of paperwork. Last month it had seemed as if he had no work at all and he had spent most of his time sitting in his office reading the newspaper and drinking coffee. This week however, the paper work had piled up in a matter of hours on Monday morning. Pius had grumbled the whole day as the torture of filling out endless the documents dragged on.
Despite his annoyance at the amount of work he needed to get done, Pius was also thankful for all the work as it distracted him for hours on end and stopped him from thinking about his assigned job. Whenever he had a free moment, Pius' mind would go into a panicked state. He would worry all night long, stopping him from getting any sleep. His stress levels had rocketed and he found himself skittish and uneasy around other Ministry workers.
While Pius had been at Malfoy Manor, Draco had explained his plan and convinced the older man that it would work. Draco had been ordered to Imperio Pius, and then whilst Pius was under the Imperious curse, Draco would instruct him to Imperio other Ministry workers to make then join Voldemort. However, Draco simply told Pius that if he acted as if he had been put under the Imperious curse then no one would know the difference. That way Pius would not be killed by the Dark Lord and as long as he did his job properly, it would look as if Draco had done his job and Voldemort would be pleased with him.
Currently, Pius was waiting outside of a meeting room for Draco Malfoy. The boy was employed under his wing in the Magical Law Enforcement, detecting the use of dark magic; however, up to now, he had paid him no mind. Before now, Draco Malfoy had been nothing more than a young ministry worker; a nuisance in Pius' eyes as young employees meant naive employees and Pius was known for impatience with those who were unsure of their place. Today though, Draco Malfoy was all the anxious man could think of. He needed to talk to the young man, ask for his help. Keeping this a secret was too much for him to handle so he swallowed his pride and accepted the fact that he was truly scared for his life.
Pius stood straight and did his best to put on his 'business' face as the door of the meeting room opened and several ministry workers employed in the detection of dark magic filed out. When he caught sight of the blonde, he let out the breath of air that he had unconsciously been holding.
'A word, Malfoy.' Pius spoke in an official tone that masked his fear quite well.
Draco turned and made his way to the man, a slender eyebrow raised in question. Pius beckoned for the blonde to follow and Malfoy complied, heading towards the deserted corridor that Thicknesse had turned into. Pius' facade cracked as he made to face the boy. He felt stupid asking this much younger man for help. He was the Head of the Magical Law Enforcement after all. He was supposed to be strong, fearless and determined but now he felt like a small, lost child.
'I can't do it. I can't keep this a secret anymore. This goes against everything I believe. I ... I need your help.'
Draco looked at him, eyebrow still raised.
'Are you going to make me beg, Malfoy?'
'I was thinking about it.'
'You need to help me. You need to do it for me. Make it look as if I've done my job.'
'Merlin, you're a grown man. Where's all that courage that I saw when you were sat in my basement?'
'There are times when one should be courageous and now is not one of them.' Pius hissed, glancing over his shoulder in case someone was watching.
'You haven't even lasted week.' Draco almost growled, trying to conceal his frustration. 'Look, if we are going to talk, it shouldn't be here. I'll help you once but then you're on your own.'
The two men made their way to the lifts, heading for the main atrium. They pushed and squeezed past the many people that crowded the large area, trying not to get themselves noticed. Pius kept his head down for fear that another Death Eater might be about and see him leaving with Draco. They would almost certainly be suspicious.
As they exited the Ministry of Magic, Pius felt a strange tingle spreading over his back. His skin began to prickle uncomfortably and he felt himself getting hot and uncomfortable. He stared to sweat and had the odd feeling of being watched.
'You don't think we're being followed, do you?' Pius' question was answered when the two men turned around to find Rookwood and Lucius Malfoy hurrying out of the Ministry and heading their way.
'Run' Draco hissed, as he turned on his heel and made to escape the area with the elder man. Before either had had time to reach into their robes and extract their wands, a familiar green light filled Draco and Pius' vision as the latter was struck with the killing curse.
Pius' body fell immediately, making a thud when it came into contact with the cold, stone ground.
'Oh, oh! Look what we have here, Lucius. Your own son betraying the Dark Lord. I always knew he would fail as a Death Eater, but this, this is just embarrassing. Shall I let you do the honours, Lucius? I'm sure the Dark Lord will not be too displeased when you tell him that you killed your own son for his disloyalty to the Dark Lord.'
Draco froze, petrified of what his father would do; however, when he looked from Rookwood to Lucius, he noticed the long, elegant wand was not pointing at him, but instead, was directed towards the large man's chest.
Rookwood only had time to raise an eyebrow at Lucius before he was knocked unconscious. Draco's eyes followed the figure as it flew across the street and landed in pile on the muddy ground.
'Go, Draco. Run!' When Draco didn't move, Lucius spoke louder, his voice full of fear, 'Leave. Run, Draco. Just GO!' Draco did as he was told and disapperated with a pop.
Draco hammered hard on the front door of the small, white house. This was a last resort and the teen knew it. He couldn't think of anywhere else to go and he figured that as he had practically saved Potter's life, the young man owed him one and he was sure that he would comply. Voldemort would fine him otherwise. They would find him if he didn't hide somewhere with protective enchantments and he knew that where there were Order members, there were a series of complicated secrecy spells and protective charms.
'Come on, Potter! Open the blasted door!' the blonde cried in desperation, glancing around the street in search of any Death Eaters.
The door opened suddenly and Draco came face to face with his old Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher. As soon as the older man saw who it was on his doorstep, he snatched up his wand and shoved it menacingly into Draco's face.
'What the hell do you want?' Remus half whispered. He did not want his wife to know that the son of Voldemort's number one Death Eater was stood outside of his house.
'Look, I'm in a bit of a, err…, sticky situation and I would really appreciate if you would lower your wand and let me in so that I can speak to Potter!'
Draco tried to act calm but was failing miserably. His hands were sweaty and perspiration dripped from his forehead.
'What do you want with Harry?' Remus had not removed his wand from the blonde's face. Although he was aware that it was Draco who had helped Harry to escape from Azkaban, he didn't like the man and did not want anything to do with him. At school, Malfoy had been a foul creature, always striving to make Harry's life hell. He had never done anything remotely kind or thoughtful to anyone so when Harry had told him of Malfoy's part in his escape, Remus couldn't help but think that there was some sort of arterial motive. He had not heard anything of the Malfoy boy since Harry had spoken about him in his flat a couple of months ago. Now, looking at the pale, sweaty man in front of him, Remus wondered if he had changed from the obnoxious child he used to be.
'Please!' The teen sounded desperate and for a moment, he looked much younger, much more vulnerable than his nineteen years.
'I won't do anything to you! I just … I need … I need help.' The blonde pleaded.
Remus lowered his wand slightly.
'I'm only doing this because of how you helped Harry. You do anything, touch anything or use your wand then you're out! Get it?' Remus hissed before moving aside to let the teen in.
Draco dashed inside after giving the street one last look over. Sighing in relief as he moved into the hallway, Draco looked around. The small room was dimly lit but had a homey feeling. Shoes of varying sizes were scattered across the floor next to the staircase and an array of coats and hats hung up on pegs. There were pictures of his cousin, Nymphadora and her son and husband hanging on the wall. In several of the pictures, both mother and son's hair cycled through a series of bright colours.
'Kitchen, now!' the werewolf growled in his ear and Draco obeyed, following the man into the bright room. Sitting himself in the chair that the man had kicked out from under the table, Draco took a long, deep breath.
'You've got protective charms, right?'
'What? Why do you care?'
'Look, this is perhaps the last place I want to be but I had no other choice, okay? I made a mistake, a stupid mistake and now I've got nowhere to go.'
Remus eyed the blonde suspiciously. He was about to question the boy when a figure appeared at the door.
Harry took two steps into the cheery kitchen before stopping dead. Sat under a towering Remus was his old school enemy. It was a few seconds before he could formulate the question that was sat on his tongue.
'What the hell are you doing here?'
'I need your help' Malfoy pleaded. 'I … I came here because I had nowhere else to go and the werewolf is in the Order so he's protected and … and you owe me!' Draco finished lamely. At the questioning look Harry gave him, he took another deep breath and continued. 'I got you out of prison, you dolt! And then I warned you about that stupid attack for the ministry worker so I think you should repay the favour.'
'Okay, that's enough.' Remus raised a hand to silence Harry and Draco. 'How did you get here? How did you find my house?' he demanded, his voice hard.
'I've been watching Potter for a while. I … I knew when he moved in with you because I was following him. I had to make sure he didn't do anything stupid. I had to make sure he stayed safe.'
'Why do you care if I stayed safe? Surely you would have loved it if Voldemort had gotten hold of me?'
The blonde flinched at the name before answering. 'I … I know things that … I just … I've seen things that no teenager should see, or do.' Draco finished weakly. Harry just stared at him, obviously disappointed with the response.
There was silence before Remus spoke again. 'So what do you want us to do? Let you live here with my family?' Remus laughed at the outrageous suggestion but when the blonde only replied with a guilty look, he stopped. 'You're not serious? You thought that because Harry owes you, that you can just waltz around and demand that we take you in?'
'I didn't demand!' Draco replied defiantly. 'I only implied.'
'So you didn't cast Imperio on Thicknesse?' Tonks asked.
'No.' Draco replied, exasperated. The conversation about Draco's involvement with Pius Thicknesse had been going on for over half an hour and the blonde was becoming increasingly frustrated. At first Tonks had sat Draco down at the kitchen table, opposite her. She had started off asking the same questions that her husband had thrown at him, but as she went on, the questions more obscure.
'So you're on Dumbledore's side then?'
'No.'
'Aha! So you are on old Snake Face's side then?'
Draco's eyes narrowed at the nickname before he answered with a simple, 'No.'
The two other men in the room had kept silent, leaving the young auror to question the so called Death Eater.
'Hmm, well what side are you on then?'
'I'm not.' Draco replied simply.
Tonks rested her chin in her hand, eyeing Draco quizzical. 'I see. So you're a drifter?'
'A what?'
'A drifter.' Tonks said again as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. 'You know, one of those people who drifts around doing random good and bad acts for no reason what so ever, other than to fulfil their own abnormal desires.'
'Tonks, love, I don't think that there are such people as 'drifters'.' Remus said gently. 'I think you're a bit confused.'
'Excuse me? I am not confused! I know exactly what I am doing thank you very much!' Tonks huffed, glaring at her husband. 'Now, where was I?'
Before Tonks could ask another question, Harry gasped in pain. The raven's hand flew to his forehead as he clutched his scar. Draco watched in slight horror as his school enemy sunk to the floor in agony. Tonks and Remus were at his side at once, kneeling beside him as he cried out. Draco had always made fun of Potter when they had been at school together. He had tried his hardest to ridicule the boy at any opportunity but now that he was watching him suffer what appeared to be from some connection with the Dark Lord, he couldn't help but pity him.
Harry screamed out again but he sounded more angry than in pain. His eyes glowed a bright scarlet and he panted harder and harder, becoming more and more enraged. All of a sudden Harry jumped to his feet and shoved Remus and Tonks away from him. He growled fiercely and slammed his fists down on the kitchen table, causing the cups and mugs to rattle and shake.
Harry seemed to visibly calm after that. His tensed shoulders relaxed and his arms slumped down by his sides. He raised a hand to his face and sighed tiredly. He muttered an apology but Remus shook his head and pulled Harry into a hug.
When Harry pulled back, Tonks took his hand and led him to the table and sat him down. After that everyone sat in silence and the atmosphere was thick and uncomfortable.
'Was, was that, Him?' Draco asked quietly, almost afraid of the answer.
Harry looked up at the blonde through his messy black hair. Harry held intense eye contact with Draco, before giving a single nod.
Tonks heaved over the white toilet bowl again, her hair falling around her face. She wiped the brown locks away as she heaved once more, grabbing her stomach with her other hand. When her stomach seemed to have calmed down, Tonks rested her hot, sweaty face on the edge of the toilet seat, the cold porcelain cooling her flushed skin. Taking deep breaths she tried to calm herself down but she couldn't stop her hands from shaking.
'Tonks?' The brunet shot up and turned to the door way of the bathroom. Her husband stood against the doorframe, concern etched on his tired face. 'You okay?' Tonks forced a smile and nodded. She grabbed the side of the sink and heaved herself up off the floor. Remus hurried to her side and helped her up. Tonks swayed and shivered as she felt another wave of sickness in her stomach. Remus pulled her close to his chest and rubbed her back soothingly until she was still and breathing normally. 'Come on, let's go sit down.'
Remus led his wife out of the bathroom and through into their bedroom. He gently pushed down on her shoulders until she was sat on the edge of the bed. He sat next to her and took her hands in his. Neither of them spoke for what seemed a life time to Tonks and she was beginning to think that maybe her husband had either lost his mind or was waiting for her to speak.
'Remus I-'
'Sweetheart, do you-'
They both stopped and looked at each other, small smiled on their lips. Remus reached out a hand and stroked Tonks' soft, pale cheek.
'I think I'm pregnant.' Tonks whispered.
'I know.' Remus whispered back.
Tonks stared at her husband with wide, wet eyes, waiting for him to say something. She had been in a complete state over the last few days, even since she had started vomiting in the mornings, and she feared with all her heart that Remus' would be angry if she really was pregnant. Tonks opened her mouth to ask Remus what the matter was when she burst into tears. She flung herself sideways, onto the bed and wept into the soft fabric of the duvet.
'I'm so sorry, Remus, I didn't mean to get pregnant. It was an accident, I promise.' The hormonal woman continued to cry, tears streaming down her cheeks, staining the bed clothes.
'Hey, stop it.' Remus soothed, lying down next to his wife. 'Hey, look at me.' Tonks turned her head away from him childishly, but she was finally silent. 'Tonks, love, look at me.' Remus placed a hand on her side and rolled her towards him. When she was facing him, Remus leant down and captured her pink lips in a tender kiss. Tonks' eyes opened wide, tears still threatening to fall. Remus pulled back and looked down a his wife. He smiled and kissed her again, on the forehead. 'Tonks,'
'Yes?'
'I love you. You know that right?' Tonks nodded, tucking her head in between Remus' neck and shoulder. 'You also know that I would never blame you for something that's…natural, right?' The tearful woman nodded again. 'So why would I be mad at you for getting pregnant?'
'Causeyoudon'.'
Remus chuckled despite the fact that Tonks was partly right in what she said. 'Okay, I'll admit that I didn't want another baby, but you know why.' Tonks went stiff and balled her hands into fists.
'You are such an idiot.'
'What?' Remus asked, confused.
Tonks sat up and glared at her husband. 'The last time I was pregnant, you kept going on about how the baby would be 'a monster' like you. That was a load of bullshit and you know it.' she chided, her hands on her hips. 'Firstly, you are not in any way a monster. You are kind and wonderful and I love you. Secondly, our beautiful baby boy is perfectly fine. He's not a werewolf like you feared, is he?' Remus looked down, not meeting her eyes. 'Is he, Remus?' The man shook his head, tightening his grip on the bed sheets. 'And lastly,' Tonks lowered her voice and lay down again by Remus, cupping his face in her hand.' Teddy loves you just as much as I do, and I know for a fact that even in he was a werewolf too, he would love you just the same.' Remus looked down at Tonks as she rested her head on his chest and linked her fingers with his.
'Even though Teddy isn't...like me, it doesn't mean that this one won't be.'
'We don't even know if I am pregnant yet, so let's not think about all that now, okay?' Remus sighed, running a hand through his hair. Tonks looked at him, anticipation in her hazel eyes.
'Yeah, okay, but tomorrow I'm taking you to St. Mungo's to make sure.'
'Alright.'
They lay together in silence, soaking in the warmth and comfort of each others' company until a muffled cry came from the next room.
'I better go to him.' Tonks mumbled into Remus' shirt. 'I think he wants something to eat.'
Standing up from the bed, Remus helped Tonks to her feet. He pulled her to him and held her face in his large hands. 'I love you.'
Tonks smiled, leaning closer until their noses touched. 'I know.'
Once Remus was dressed he headed downstairs to prepare breakfast. As he approached the kitchen he could hear Harry and Malfoy arguing.
'For gods sake, Potter! How stupid are you?'
'Shut it, Malfoy. I'm tired so just keep your opinions to youself.'
'I'm sorry, but who in their right mind puts brown sauce on fired eggs. Then again, who eat fried eggs anyway? There're full of grease and oil.'
When Remus entered the room the two young men went quiet and continued on with their breakfast.
'Morning, Remus.' Harry said cheerfully. 'I made you and Tonks some sausage and eggs.'
'Thanks.' Remus took the plate from the raven haired boy and settled himself down at the table. 'Umm, Malfoy, could you give us a minute?'
'Hmm,' Draco replied, flicking through the Daily Prophet. 'Oh, don't mind me, I'm fine right here.'
Harry rolled his eyes while Remus stared at the blonde manin surprise. 'He meant leave, you twit.'
Draco looked up from the paper and raised an eyebrow. Coughing once he stood and turned to the door. 'Hmm, yes. Well, I'll leave you to it.'
Remus and Harry watched as the young man left, heading for the sitting room. 'What an arrogant-' Remus stopped when Tonks bustled in, teddy sat on her hip. The small toddler had his head tucked under Tonks' chin and he rubbed his sleepy eyes with his little fist. 'young man.'
'So.' Harry began, taking a seat opposite Remus. 'What did you want to talk to talk to me about?'
Remus looked over at Tonks but she was far too busy making ridiculous faces at their son to notice the two of them. 'It's just that Tonks thinks that she's pregnant again.'
'Wow, congrats.' Harry leant across the table to slap Remus on the shoulder. 'You must be really excited.'
'Hmm, well I'm not going to lie, I am excited about having another baby, but I'm still worried.' Harry nodded, remembering Tonks telling him about how worked up Remus had been about her getting pregnant the first time. 'Anyway, I just wanted to let you know because I guess you've noticed how odd Tonks has been over the past couple of weeks. Her mood swings are really bad.'
Harry smiled and tried not to laugh. Tonks was always odd, but he wasn't going to say that to the woman's husband. 'Umm, I actually wanted to talk to you about something as well.' Remus looked over at Harry from the top of his coffee mug. 'I was just thinking about how good you two have been to me and I really want to pay you back for all your help.'
'That's okay, Harry, we like having you around. Anyway you've helped us a lot already, babysitting teddy and doing some house work. That's enough, so don't worry about it.'
Harry sighed, tightening his grip on his cup of tea. 'No, Remus you don't understand. I want to pay you back.'
'What?'
'Well you've paid for all my food since I've been here and now you have to pay for Malfoy too, and now you have another baby on the way. You have done so much for me, I need to repay you and the only way I can do that is with money.' Harry took a deep breath, preparing himself for possible ire from Remus. 'Look, I know that money is a bit tight for you at the moment and I was just thinking that-'
'That is enough!' Remus growled, knocking his chair back. 'I do not need your pity or your money. If there is to be any money in this house, it will be from me, and no one else. I can, and will provide for my own family and I will not except help from anyone, especially you!'
Teddy started to wail loudly while Tonks was trying to ignore them and feed the uncooperative child at the same time.
'What the hell!' Harry shouted back, standing from the table. 'What is your problem? I'm only trying to help and you throw it in my face. And what do you mean especially from me? What's up with that? I'm one of the closest people to you so why can't you trust me? Why can't you accept help from a friend?'
'I don't need your help! All I need is for you to keep your nose out of my business. If this family has some money troubles, that's our problem, not yours. We don't need nor want you getting involved.'
'You really need to get a grip, Remus! You are far too proud and that's why you are having so much trouble. You need to let go and realise that you can't do all this by yourself! Everyone needs help once in a while, what is the problem with asking for it? I accepted all the help I could get when I got out of Azkaban, and you know how proud I can be. I hate having people fuss over me and try to help, but I realised, when my life was at stake, that I needed someone to help me, to guide me, and that was you Remus. You have been such a good friend to me, and I need to thank you for that. If I just give you some money to keep you going, then you can focus on getting a better job and start planning for the baby.'
'It all seems so simple to you, doesn't it? You think that I can just take your money and use it to raise my family? I am supposed to be the sole supplier of this family, so what the hell does that show for me? I'd be nothing more than a useless, pathetic tosser who can't even care for his own wife and child! What would Teddy think of me? He would think that his father is a good for nothing-'
'He's two for fucks sake. He doesn't know what money is you moron! You are his father and he will love you no matter what, and he needs a lot of care and attention, and I'm sure that he's getting plenty of that, but he also needs food, clothes, an education. How are you going to afford these things with no money?'
'I'll sort something out! Anyway, who do you think you are, trying to give me advice. You are the one who needs to sort himself out. You've been a right pain in the backside since you got here. We've tried to put up with it because we know what a hard time you've had, but you need to grow up Harry, grow up and start thinking about what you're going to do with the rest of your life.'
'You've got no idea what I'm going through at the moment. I have had such a hard time getting back into the swing of my old life. I have missed out on so much, I can't just continue from where I left off.'
'Well what about Sirius? He was in Azkaban far longer than you were and he was man enough to face up to the fact that he couldn't live off other people and need to get his own life in order. He did all that and still had time to look out for you. I don't know why he bothered. You never accepted his help or appreciated it! And now look where he is now, dead! And it's all because he was trying to look out for you, again!'
Harry roared at Remus, charging towards him. Harry slammed into the man, shoving him back into the wall. Tonks screamed and whisked teddy out of his highchair and out of harms way. The toddler cried louder and harder, clinging onto his mother's shirt.
Harry reached up and grabbed Remus' face, squeezing his flesh in his fingers. Harry pulled Remus' head towards him then shoved it back against the wall, causing a loud thud. He did this over and over again, making Remus' eyes unfocused.
'Stop it!' Tonks screamed with fear. 'Please stop it!' She ran to them and tried to push Harry away but she only had one hand spare as she was clutching onto Teddy with her right arm. Harry didn't budge and continued attacking Remus.
Without Harry or Tonks realising, Remus had slipped his wand out of his pocket and raised it to Harry chest. Harry had not been expecting the blow and went flying across the room, slamming into the far wall of the small kitchen.
Harry sat slumped on the ground, his dizzy head in his hands. He shock with rage but dared not get back up for fear that Remus might try something. Harry looked up just in time to see Remus storming out of the room and winced as the front door slammed shut. Teddy began wailing even louder than before, his wide, innocent eyes filled to the brim with tears.
'Who the hell do you think you are?' Tonks was standing, hands on her hips, looking stern, but on the other side of the room. She was angry, Harry could see it in her posture, but she was also afraid. Her eyes looked hurt and worried but she tried to conceal it. 'Look at what you have done. You came into our house and you treat us like that? How dare you! You think that we want you here? Do you think that we wanted our family life to be disrupted like that? When you first came here, you put us all in serious danger. We could have been killed by Death Eaters! Speaking of Death eaters, what the bloody hell is Malfoy doing in my home? So he helped you, it doesn't mean that he isn't up to no good! For all we know, he could be planning to kill us!' Tonks frantically hurried around the kitchen, grabbing her shoulder bag and wand from the counter top. 'I'm going to find him.' She dashed off to the door but turned back around to face Harry and said in a stern voice, 'I think it's time you leave.' Then she disappeared out of the room and rushed out the front door.
Harry sighed, not believing what was happening. He had no idea why he had freaked out like that. He knew that he still had some things to sort out and think about but he didn't realise quite how confused and lost he really was.
As Harry leant against the wall, trying to heave himself off the ground, Draco appeared at the door.
'What on earth was that about, Potter? Werewolf finally lost his cool?'
'Shut it, Malfoy.'
Draco smirked, sat back at the table and refilled his cup of tea. Just as he began to sip his hot drink, Harry heard the sound of the front door again. Moments later Tonks reappeared, bustling into the room. She walked around the table, ignoring the two young men and picked up the quiet toddler from his highchair where she had placed his after Remus had stormed out of the house. Teddy had stopped crying but he still looked upset and the tear tracks had dried down his plump, pink cheeks.
'Come on Teddy, come with mummy.'
Tonks marched back out again, hugging her son close to her chest.
'What a wonderful mother she's turned out to be.' Draco scoffed.
I hope you all liked it. This is the longest chapter so far to make up for making you wait.
Allen Pitt- Ron, Hermione and Ginny will be in the story more soon so we'll see how things turn out.
TheRandomOneStaringAtYou- Aww thank you. I'm glad that it makes you feel fuzzy. Please keep reviewing. I hope you are enjoying it! :)
Caelhir- Thank you! I also like an angry Harry. It's so funny. But most of the time it's because of old Voldyfart. :)
hushpuppy22- Thanks for reviewing! Remus wouldn't send him away, he's too kind and he's too proud to admit that he can't afford to looked after Harry. Well actually he can at the moment, Harry was just worried that in the future, money would be a problem because they had to spend money on Harry at the time. For your other comment, yes the Weasleys are a bit stupid! Hehe! I didn't actually have them saying sorry but i guest you're just supposed to asume that they appologised as they invited him to their house. I love Molly so much, she is so funny! :)
thecoolestone- Hi! Thank you for your review. I think that even though Remus wasn't around until Harry was thirteen, he is still very important to Harry. They weren't that close before, but Remus is the only person that Harry has, so he's attatched himself to Remus because he needs protection and comfort. He's a bit of a baby isn't he? Ha! Harry, you's a baby. Please review again, i really appreciate your comments! :)
Victoria of Memphis- I love Percy! I know that he is a twat and even if you (i mean anyone in general) hate him, you have to love him for his stupid ignorance! I'm really glad that you are enjoying the story! Please keep reviewing to let me know your ideas and opinions! :)
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