Really sorry it's been a while but i've had tons of coursework to complete :(

It's half term now though so that means more time to write fanfics :D

I loved writing this chapter by the way - i hope you guys enjoy it - it's a bit light hearted after the last one :)

Chapter 5

Remus Lupin was sat in the kitchen of Grimmauld place. The Order meeting had ended half an hour ago and most people had gone home. Once again it had been a pretty unproductive meeting, the only remotely interesting fact that had been mentioned was that Greyback had returned to England from his Werewolf gathering in the Far East; which funnily enough, Remus already knew.

The only remaining people in the kitchen were Sirius, James, Lily, Molly and himself. He was pretending to be listening to James' and Sirius' conversation on Quidditch but truthfully couldn't care less on whether the Holyhead Harpies had a chance winning the county cup.

"Kill me now," said Lily whilst dropping down into a seat next to Remus, "I swear to Merlin they have had this conversation five times now."

Remus smiled, "What's wrong with Quidditch?" He questioned.

"There's nothing wrong with Quidditch," said Lily. "More the way my Husband and his best friend continually go on about it."

"Yes, it is bordering on obsessive."

"Bordering is a serious understatement."

"We do know you're talking about us," Sirius chipped in.

"And I would like to point out that we are not obsessed," added James.

"Says the man that had Quidditch wallpaper in his bedroom until the age of nineteen," said Remus to James.

Sirius started to laugh but when he received an elbow in the ribs, promptly stopped. "Yeah but that doesn't mean that he's obsessed." He tried to fight his friend's case. "It just means his parents hated decorating."

Lily rolled her eyes, "Because at the age of nineteen James didn't have the intellect to change the wallpaper in his room."

"Actually," butted in James, "I did, because that was when I changed it."

"No it wasn't," said Remus, "that was when you moved out to live in the flat with us. In fact I imagine that if your parents house still stood your room would still have the same wallpaper up."

"No it wouldn't," said Sirius.

Remus opened his mouth to retaliate, but then thought better of it; he could see exactly where this was going.

It was then that the kitchen door opened and Teddy came in, looking considerably different to what he'd looked like when he'd left. He was now covered in black soot and his hair was sticking up in a way that suggested he'd been involved in some explosion. He walked over to the table. "I'm liking the new look Teddy," said Sirius, "come up with that one by yourself?"

"Nooo," said Teddy, "it's not a look, it was from exploding snap, "Dad," he turned to Remus "can you get rid of this," he gestured to his face.

Remus smiled, "I'm with Sirius I think it really suits you."

"Daaad," Teddy wined, "Please, I tried morphing but it's still there."

"Okay, come here." Teddy walked over whilst Remus got out his wand. He waved it and the black soot vanished and his hair went normal.

"Thank you," said Teddy and then climbed up onto his fathers lap, facing everyone. "When are we eating?" he asked.

Molly turned away from the stove where she had been busily preparing dinner and said, "Should be ready in fifteen minutes dear."

Teddy turned to face Remus, "What are we having?" He whispered.

"I don't know," Remus whispered back, "Is there a reason we are whispering?"

Teddy paused as if thinking, "…I don't know…" he whispered back.

Sirius leant across the table and whispered to Teddy, "We're having spaghetti bolognaise."

Teddy also leant across the table, "is there garlic bread?" He asked.

Sirius held up a hand as if to say wait, and leaned on the two back chair legs to have a look at what Molly was cooking. He spotted some bread looking object in the oven. He came back down onto the four legs of his chair and leaned across the table, "looks like garlic bread but it could be some mysterious object," he whispered to Teddy.

Teddy looked slightly puzzled, "what does it look like?"

James then leant across the table and joined the conversation. "Is there a reason why we are whispering?" He asked also in hushed tones.

"Yes," Sirius muttered, "We don't want to be heard."

Lily leant forward, "Everyone in this room can hear you."

"I don't think Molly can," Remus whispered.

"Yes I can," she called from the stove in a normal voice. "Ears like a hawk, I have."

Teddy frowned, "Hawks don't have ears," he whispered. James started laughing.

"Well," said Lily normally, "they don't have human ears, but they can hear."

"Lily," said James in a whispered outrage, "you aren't whispering!"

"Sorry," she replied quietly.

"It looks like bread," Sirius muttered.

"Why don't we just ask Molly?" Remus questioned in a whisper.

James sat up and turned to Molly, "Molly? Is there any Garlic bread?"

"Yes, there's plenty for everyone."

"Yay!" Teddy then yelled whilst lifting his hands up in the air and narrowly missing Remus' head. James started to laugh at the fact Remus had nearly gotten a black eye.

"Put it there," said Sirius whilst lifting up his hand, and Teddy gave him a high five.

"Can we talk normally now?" Teddy asked.

James shrugged, "I think so?"

Lily shook her head. "You would have thought you lot would have grown out of it by now?"

"Yes, but would you love us otherwise?" Sirius questioned.

"Well…"she said, "I'm not sure about you…"

Sirius looked extremely offended. "That's just favoritism, everyone loves me." He turned to face James, "you love me, don't you Prongs?"

"Yeah."

"And you Moony, you love me, don't you?"

"Yeah, except on the rare occasions that you can be the most annoying adult on this planet."

Sirius paused as if thinking and then said, "he still said he loved me."

"Food's ready!" Molly Weasley then called, "Teddy, could you go and find the others?"

"Yep," Teddy leapt off Remus' lap and ran up the stairs whilst yelling "Food's ready!"

Teddy found Ron and Harry in the library but couldn't find the others. "They're all in their rooms," said Ron.

So Teddy ran up another flight of stairs and banged on everyones door, "Foods ready!" He called. Ginny came out her room and skipped down stairs whilst announcing she was starved.

Fred and George also poked their heads around their doors and said "We'll be down in a sec."

Bill then emerged from his room along with Charlie and they both made their way downstairs. "I think Percy is asleep," Charlie told Teddy whilst descending the stairs.

Teddy sighed and walked all the way along the corridor until he reached Percy's room with a large 'do not disturb' sign on the front.

"Percy!" Teddy yelled whilst banging on the door. "The food is ready!" But there was no answer. He pressed his ear against the doorframe and listened. He could definitely hear something that sounded just like snoring.

"Ted!" He turned to see Fred and George making their way down the corridor, "We'll deal with this one, you go get some food." They had their trademark Fred and George grins on.

"Okay," Teddy replied and ran for the stairs. At this rate, there was going to be no garlic bread left!

"Save us some seats," Fred called after him.

"Will do…"

Teddy entered the kitchen to find it packed with people. Molly was trying in vain to get everyone to sit down whilst attempting to hand out bowls.

"Where's Fred, George and Percy?" Lily asked Teddy through the chaos.

"Fred and George are waking Percy up," he called back.

Everyone seemed to pause when hearing this piece of information and several heads turned towards the stairs. Everyone knew that Fred and George had a different perspective on everything, especially when it came to waking someone up. Especially if that someone was Percy.

There was then a very loud bang, making the house shake slightly, and a yell of fright.

"I think," said James, "Percy has just woken up."

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Lily Potter wasn't stupid. She could always tell when something was wrong.

Everyone had finished eating a few hours ago, and once again only a few people were sat at the kitchen table.

James and Sirius were talking about the unusual vampire movements in Germany. Molly was sat at the table knitting another one of her famous Weasley jumpers. And the kids were up to something that they probably shouldn't be doing. There was then a loud thud up stairs and a few giggles preceded it. But that wasn't what was bothering Lily, no, it was Remus Lupin that was. He'd retreated to the far corner and was reading a book. There was nothing unusual about this, Remus could always be found reading in some corner. It was more the fact that he hadn't turned the page for over half an hour.

Lily grabbed a chair and sat down next to him. "Are you alright Remus?" She asked.

He looked up from his book, "Yes, I'm fine."

"Page fifty three must be really good," she said whilst pointing down at his book. "You haven't turned it over for about half an hour."

Remus half smiled, "you're more observant than Molly, it's quite annoying."

Lily smiled back, "What's up Rem?"

He stared down at his page again, "Just thinking," he replied.

"About what?"

"…Dora," he muttered.

Lily smiled comfortingly, "If what Greyback said earlier was true, I'm sure we'll see her again." She said. Remus had told James, Sirius and Lily what had happened on the train platform.

Remus merely nodded, "I could know where she is right now though Lily."

"Could you?" Lily questioned.

"Greyback was right in front of me, he knew where Dora was and I let him get away."

"You weren't to know that he had a second wand Remus," Lily reasoned. "And how would you have made him tell you?"

Remus didn't answer, he merely stared at the book in his hands.

"You're better than that…" said Lily, and stood up, leaving him alone once more.

***[:]***

Tonks stood up slowly, her arm cradled to her chest. She shut her eyes temporarily as a wave of pain coursed through her. She took a deep breath and picked up the silver tray she had dropped earlier.

The door to the front room then opened and the guests started to pile out. Lucius was the first to leave, a smile on his face. He glanced down the corridor, his eyes meeting Tonks', and his smile fell considerably. The rest of the party then came out, and they also gave Tonks the same furtive glance, most ignoring her, except Greyback, who smirked.

Dobby was the last out, carrying a tray of glasses. Lucius turned to the elf, "Go and get people's coats," he glanced at Tonks again with that same look of malcontent. "And then help Nymphadora…" he added. "She won't be of much use with a broken arm." Several guests laughed at this statement.

"Yes Master," Dobby squeaked and disappeared with a light pop. The party then left, the hoard of death eaters headed towards the door.

Tonks silently left the corridor. She pushed the back door open and slipped out into the night. She was sick of death-eaters, sick of this world, sick of this life. She had to get out or she knew she would resort to drastic measures.

She entered the small shed and sat down on her makeshift bed. How much did she wish she had a wand at the moment? Anything to stop the constant throbbing in her arm. Or anything to get out of this ridiculous outfit.

Greyback's words were still swimming around her head continuously. Remus was still alive…he was still looking for her…and their son was with him…

There was then a crack as Dobby appeared. "Are you alright?" Dobby asked, his big eyes filled with concern.

He walked towards her and swiftly used magic to heal her broken arm. "Thank you Dobby," she muttered.

Dobby smiled but it wasn't overly reassuring. "Master said Dobby was allowed to help Tonks. Dobby will always be willing to help his friend."

Tonks smiled, he was so sweet, and he was her only friend here. And she did appreciate his help, even if he couldn't help her in most ways. And then it dawned on her…

"Dobby. You know if you really wanted to help me, you would get me out of here."

Dobby's concerned look turned to a look of shock and horror. "But Tonks, Dobby can't…"

"What did Lucius ask you to do?" Tonks said, watching Dobby closely.

"He said…that Dobby was to go and get people's coats…and help Tonks…" Dobby muttered.

"He didn't exactly specify on how to help me? Did he?" Tonks asked, hoping somehow she could get through to the elf.

"No," he squeaked quietly.

"So what's to say that he didn't mean you were to try and get me out of this hell hole?"

Dobby's eyes widened slightly, "I…suppose…" He looked like he was thoroughly confused. "Master did say that Dobby was to help Tonks, and Dobby wants to help Tonks…but what if Master didn't mean that…?"

"Dobby, please?"

Dun dun dun...

Is Dobby going to help her? I guess you're just going to have to wait for the next instalment :)

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