I do not own Harry Potter and please read the rest of the note in Chapter 1

Anonymous...- To be honest I feel I am not dragging things along. I have had many people actually complain I am too quick when it comes to my stories. Heh you are the first in a long time to tell me I am slow.

As to everything else I can't answer one. But for the other one, why does he have to show he is all super powerful? It is not needed for the story. The story isn't about Harry showing the world he can kick ass. It's about him and the world changing as they grow

Jabarber69...- Sorry, I shall try to cut back on some of that. I read a lot...I practically own a library. I happen to know a lot of words that mean the same thing and it helps considering when I first started writing with Inuyasha years ago. People said I had a problem with repeating the same words. Give me some time and maybe I can find a medium.

Chapter 37

Return...

Dumbledore was in shock at the report and presence of power, which Remus had given him. Remus had obviously changed in the short time he had spent with this pride called La Royaute. He was still quiet and non-invasive about most things, but Remus exuded power now. Contained though it was, even Dumbledore could feel the strength of the beast inside one of his most trusted friends.

"You've grown..."

Chuckling in amusement somewhat, Remus flashed the amber eyes of Moony. Dumbledore was surprised to see that the Wolf was calm, rather then crazed. Curious as to how this is possible, Remus beats him to the punch as he begins explaining what he had learned from Alexandre.

The older man listening his eyes just widen in surprise at all this. "I see...has anything else happened?"

About to comment, it is at that moment, that Dumbledore becomes shocked as another phoenix of exquisite and radiant beauty flashes in to sing above Remus's head. Beautifully scarlet in color, with green and black tipped wings. It landed delicately upon his former student's shoulder to nuzzle his cheek.

"I withdraw my question..." Albus chuckled in light hearted warmth. "Have you bonded with him?"

"You could say that." The werewolf replied with a soft smile. One that puzzles the older man, to such a degree that he attempts to and out of habit. Read the wolf's mind...

Only to have his mind forced out with the snarl of a growl and threat of teeth.

STAY OUT!

Thrust back into his chair, amber eyes of the wolf stare at him from within Remus's normally gentle gaze. Now that is filled with rage, it is at that moment that Albus hears the song, the new bird sings. One song, which is shortly joined in by another from his own phoenix that sings its own tune to help and to calm...

Gentle and full of light and love, the beast within Remus listens and as much as the rage wants to stay, it calms and slowly returns to the treasured light brown of the beloved Defense Wizard.

Still although the anger of the wolf has receded, the anger of the wizard has not. The phoenix on Remus's shoulders glaring at him as it sings a melody of dark disapproval. Stunning the older wizard, who had never thought that such a creature of light, could feel that kind of emotion.

"Is that how you seem to know everything Albus?" Remus stated coldly. "Reading our minds?"

"How..."

"How did I know? How did I block you out? Simply put...Moony told me, before my friend here calmed him down."

Startled by this statement it was at that moment, which Hermione and Ron chose to come in. Taking this as an excuse to leave before he did something he might regret. He was prevented to as only for a moment, he finds himself cornered by Ron and Hermione. The two of them are returning from yet another failed attempt in trying to find Harry.

"Remus...?"

Caught off guard for a moment, Albus wonders why Remus looks towards the phoenix upon his shoulder. The one that although beautiful and unique, at the sight of Ron and Hermione...it now looked dull and not as filled with light as before...if anything it looked sad and angry.

"Ron...Hermione."

"Remus has Harry contacted you?" The young woman asked. Her eyes full of hope, the wolf says nothing as he shakes his head. For despite everything he can feel the talons of Harry's phoenix form digging into his shoulder. Wanting to flee, but staying for the older man beside him.

"How can he Hermione, he's dead, remember." Remus said quietly. Leaving before he could reveal or say anything else, the wolf gently, but firmly pushes her and the other to the side. The two of them looking at the wolf in sadness, Hermione is about to speak of what is happening when she is silenced.

She whirls around angrily, to find their former headmaster looking at her as he shakes his head. "Forgive me Miss Granger but do not tell him yet. It would not be fair to get his hopes up if indeed Harry is alive. You did not see him when he had thought that Arabella had found him. He was crushed when I told him that the child she had seen could not have been Harry." The old wizard sadly stated. "Let's wait until we have Harry back for sure...before we tell him."

Releasing the Silencio, Hermione nodded her head simply despite her disagreement. Remus in her eyes deserved to know that there might be a chance that her friend was still alive.

Friend...was she ever truly one to Harry?

Walking out of the office after giving a brief report to Dumbledore, she and Ron were silent and dejected. "Maybe Remus is right Ron...maybe Harry is dead."

"No...Dumbledore relayed to us that Voldemort believes Harry is alive, Hermione. The fact that Voldemort has not let up on any of his attacks or those crazy messages he has left all over the place after he's done. Harry must be alive! He must be!"

Smiling at Ron's determination, Hermione starts to turn as they approach the end of the hallway to head down some stairs. A quick glance out the window allows her, to call for Ron and they both observe in silence at how the phoenix flies around Remus, singing its magic.

Even from their positions up high, they could hear and feel the warmth of the light filled songs of magic enter their spirits and make them stronger. It was indeed beautiful...

But what shocks them though is as Remus was stepping out of the gate; the bird had stopped singing and shifted into an emerald cloaked figure that they could not see. Obviously male by the stance and gestures being made as he chats with Remus, the two can't seem to get past what they had just witnessed. "Did you just see that?" Ron asked with wide eyes. "That's shouldn't be possible. No wizard or witch can be a magical creature. NONE!"

About ready to race down to confront Remus, the older man has already apperated. Having stepped officially outside of Hogwarts once he past the gate, he escaped before they could take one step. Still it was at the moment, when the cloak figure turned and looked up that the two of them gasped in a mixture of happiness and sorrow.

Pushing down his hood, Harry James Potter stared at them with cold eyes filled with pain and rage.

"Harry!"

Raising a hand that holds a new wand, as his had been snapped. Made from the wood of a White Ash tree, inside it as the core were two of the feathers from Harry's Animagus and the silvery fur from Moony. The Wolf willingly giving up some of his power to protect his cub, he had happily donated some of his fur to the making of Harry's wand.

Green eyes glaring at them, Ron and Hermione try to back away before the truth fights back. But it is too late as a bright light strikes them both...

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Having sensed his two old friends watching them, Harry had to shift to let Remus know what he was going to do. Admittedly the wolf was not pleased at having to do it to the two who were once Harry's closest friends. But he knew it had to be done, Albus would have tried to drag Harry back the minute they stated they had seen their missing former friend...

Still as the glazed look enters their eyes he hesitates from giving the counter to the curse, despite what they had done, to him. He can't help but feel a twinge of want as he looks at the both of them. They were his first friends after all. Still knowing that Hogwarts is alerting those within that some kind of hex or curse spell was put on two within, he manages to escape before the barrier wards go up.

Shifting into phoenix form he flames out...thoughtful about things. He arrives at his destination to be greeted with a hug by a young blonde woman whom he has grown to care for very much.

Tilting her head up, he bends down to catch her lips much to her pleasure as well as his own. "Harry..."

"For a greeting like that Miss Gabrielle Delacourt, I would gladly kiss you everyday." The black haired man said softly as the blonde whimpered in delight. Remus having only arrived moments before smiles and approves...

In these past three months Gabrielle has helped Harry with simply listening and offering her own words of advice. She had tempered the anger considerably and his magic is more focused then ever. For around his neck is a gift from the young woman...

To help Harry control his magic, when he is angry and upset, she had gotten him a specialized focus of sorts from the Veela. Considering the fact that Veelas involuntarily change into things they had rather not, the crystal should help Harry control the bouts of power that could give him away.

And it has worked so far, a couple of times it had kept Harry from turning and releasing bouts of magic when he stopped his former mentor and pseudo grandfather from invading Remus's mind. He had been ready to curse Dumbledore into oblivion, phoenix form or not.

That's when he felt the crystal's power flare and drain his anger enough that he was able to think clearly. All he done was simply sing a song of disapproval as he glared at a man he once respected. Maybe even loved...

Shaking his head as he got rid of those depressing and sad thoughts, he turned to Gabrielle who had a warm smile upon her features. The young blonde offering her hand out, he takes it as heads over to where her older sister and Remus are along with several pride members from La Royaute.

The place they were using was one that Sirius in his death had left to Remus to hold for Harry as it was his connection to his former family. Large and spacious as well as the land around it...

Harry had arrived home at the recently restored Godric's Hollow. Entering the home with Gabrielle in hand, and followed by the others. The only living Potter found he was crying as childhood memories, which he had thought lost, began to overwhelm him. Memories that were further coming to life as pictures that he had thought were destroyed were magnified and placed all over the house.

There were pictures of his parents alone and with Sirius and Remus all over. Pictures of Lily and James, pictures that showed how much that he meant to them were for all to see and smile as Harry touched every single one with a need to rival any kind.

And now new pictures were amongst them as well. Ones of himself with Gabrielle and her sister... These pictures are with two women whom he has started to adore as much as he did two others. One of which he has started to love with all his heart, and one whom he now calls his dearest friend.

There are others that he cherishes as much that are new as well. They are pictures of him getting spoiled as a child by Isabelle and playing with Alexandre who acts like a big brother more then anything. Pictures that remind Harry he has people who love him for him...in life and in death.

"Remus...how?" Harry said with tears in his eyes. He looks at the wolf, whose gentle gaze mirrors his own. Tonks smiling gently, as does Gabrielle, both women step away long enough for Harry to be pulled into a tight embrace by the shifter.

"Because despite lack of a blood tie Harry, you are my cub and will always be whether you want to or not and I will do anything to make you happy."

Nothing else is said as the two continue to share a hug and memories that have long past...