Chapter 10

"Calling All Angels"

That morning Harry lay on his back in the garden watching the sunrise like every other morning. After Ron showing up at Fred's funeral he was able to sleep a full three hours and he was up to watch the sunrise as usual. It was so beautiful and the perfect way to start off another day of depression.

It was currently about noon and he and Ginny were walking hand and hand through a muggle cemetery to Collin Creevey's funeral.

I wonder how his parents told the rest of the family he died. Would they admit that he was a wizard and died in a battle against the darkest person to ever walk the planet? Or would they say he died in a car crash like I was told about my parents.

They could see a group of people sitting around a grave in the distance. As they grew closer Harry was sure they were in the right place, he saw Dennis, Collin's brother sitting next to his Mother. When finally reaching the area Dennis looked up at Harry and smiled weakly. There were other students from Hogwarts there as well, there was a light breeze and the feeling was quite calm as the minister gave his eulogy, there weren't any tears falling just evidence that they had.

When the funeral was over Dennis immediately rushed over to Harry and dragged him to meet his mother and father.

_THE BURROW_

"Harry! Harry... Get up!" Ginny kept shaking Harry trying to wake him up.

"What?" He said irritably forcing his eyes open.

"The Lupin's funeral is in 20 minutes get up!" She pushed him out of the bed onto the floor.

"You mean I actually slept through the night?" He said sitting up on the floor.

"Not just the night the day it's almost five. Get dressed"

_IN LOVING MEMORY OF _

The sky was a cryptic gray as sheets of rain poured heavily outside. The darkness made the feeling inside the church much more eerie, it was dimly lit by only the candles floating above. There was complete silence in the room, it wasn't crowded just order members and friends and family of Lupin and Tonks. The only sounds that could be heard were the cries of Andromeda, Tonk's mother who was crying into her sister Narcissa's shoulder. It was a shock to everyone when she showed up to the funeral, but tonight no one had the energy to care and it seemed as if Andromeda wanted her there.

Harry sat in the second row between Ginny and Hermione cradling his godson Teddy. He felt like Teddy was the safe place. If he kept holding him he wouldn't break down. Ginny's eyes were glazed over but she wasn't one to cry so no tears were going to escape from her eyes. Hermione had constant tears streaming silently down her face.

Kingsley was the first to give his eulogy. He stood and walked slowly to the front of the church to address everyone…

"What does one say about two people who are the perfect example of love, courage, and life? Tonks with her fun loving energetic spirit that could even make the darkest person smile and Remus' ability to see the beauty in everything, I feel…" he paused and sighed deeply, "honored… blessed… but at the same time undeserving to have had two of the greatest people I have ever meant as friends. I have grown to love these two as if they were my own flesh and blood... although I am proud that they died for a noble cause but… I am furious! Why them…" he lowered his head, "why them… why them…" is all he whispered as he returned to his seat and covered his face with his hands.

Mr. Weasley stood up and took Kingsley's place in front of the church to give his eulogy, he smiled weakly, he opened his mouth to speak as Teddy let out a loud cry, everyone's attention turned to the baby, the silence was broken as there were gasp and sobs the realization that this boy would never know his parents had set in, "I am so sorry but I can't … I can't do this," Mr. Weasley said taking his seat.

Harry held onto Teddy tighter rocking him back and forth, at that moment all he could think about was how he grew up not knowing a thing about his parents. He readjusted Teddy in his arms so he could whisper in his ear, he promised him that he would know everything about his parents and that he would never be neglected of love.

_THE SIGHLER_

After Lupin and Tonks funeral and the dinner at Andromeda's house it was almost nine. Hermione thought that she would drop in on Ron at work. She walked into the Sighler and took a look around she didn't see Ron but Draco was behind the bar. She took a deep breath and went to sit at the bar.

"What can I get you?" Asked Draco placing a drink in front of another customer, before he walked over to Hermione

"Granger", he smirked

Hermione rolled her eyes, "is Ron here?"

"Nope, night shift starts at ten."

"What are you doing here then", questioned Hermione.

"Over time, what would you like to drink?" Responded Draco

"White wine", said Hermione simply.

Draco raised an eyebrow to this selection, "a little sophisticated for your taste isn't Granger," questioned Draco as he grabbed a wine glass and filled it.

"What do you know about sophistication, Malfoy", retorted Hermione.

"A bit more then you, after all I'm not dating a Weasel," he said as he placed the glass of wine in front of her.

Hermione rolled her eyes and took a sip of her wine, "I can't understand how Ron could possibly agree to live with you. You two will probably kill each other."

"We've tried", said Draco simply leaning against the bar. Hermione looked up at him alarmed, "obviously it didn't work we're both still alive", Draco responded to her expression.

Hermione looked down into her wine glass. Why is Draco talking to me like a normal person? A better question would be…

"Malfoy, why did you save my life," asked Hermione still gazing into her glass.

Draco stood up straight. He didn't really have an answer.

"I don't know," he said as he started wiping down the bar distractedly even though it was already clean.

Hermione looked up, "what do you mean you don't know? Did you just randomly decide that you would save a muggle born as your good deed for the day?"

"I can't talk right now… I'm swamped with customers," Hermione looked down the bar and there was only one other person sitting there.

"If you don't want to answer that's fine," she took another sip of her wine and placed some money on the counter, "thank you."

As she was walking out the door she almost collided with a couple of girls she heard talking about the new hot bartender. Hermione smiled to herself and thought if they only knew the real Draco Malfoy.

"Calling All Angels" Jane Siberry