Chapter 5

"I have no idea where you are, and I don't have a way to find out. But even so, I wish I could talk to you, there is so much to say, so much to apologize and thank for."

Deep breath.

"I know I reacted violently when you talked to me, I was so sure I was right. Believing that you're doing the right thing seems to do that a lot. I thought I was protecting her and the baby, while actually I was denying them the happy life they deserve."

A sound in the background, ignoring it.

"I still don't understand what mission Dumbledore could've possibly given you that made you decide to drop from Hogwarts. But from what I heard about what's been going on in the school, I can't be more thankful that you did. I don't think I would be able to live knowing the son of my best friend is endangered in our own childhood school."

His sensitive ears picking out the sound of footsteps outside the bedroom, not turning to it yet.

"And I miss you pup, I heard from Bill that Ron and Hermione turned up in his house a few days ago, yet you weren't with them. They said they wanted to arrange a meeting with all the remaining order-members and answer all of our questions. I'm worried, what happened? You were an inseparable trio back when I was a professor. The only reason that comes to my mind to why you wouldn't be with them is that either you're captured or dead."

He felt her arms around him, drawing him to her as his breathing came in fast and short inhales.

"Please Harry, give me something that will tell me you're alright, that you're alright and well. I don't think I'll be able to survive, not after James and Lily, not after Sirius... I just won't survive."

His voice got caught in his throat, feeling her hugging him and whispering comforting words in his ear, slowly drawing him to their bed.

"I'm sorry Dora, I'm just worried about him." He apologised as he looked into her blue eyes, seeing only love and understanding in them.

"I know you are Remus, but you know Harry is a strong kid, he'll get through whatever he got caught in." She said gently, slowly massaging his tense shoulders, making him slowly relax, in the way only she could.

"Yes, he's not James' son only by name." He allowed a brief grin come on his face, kissing her for a moment.

"It worries me though, the fact that Hermione and Ron came without him. It just gives me a bad feeling, as if something is extremely wrong with this situation." He shared his fears with her, a thing that has been bothering him since the news of their return.

Dora hummed and nodded. "What are you suspecting? You did know the three of them best." She asked with curiosity.

"That's what worries me, if he was captured or killed, they wouldn't wait that long to announce that, I know them. But if they're holding it out like that. I'm afraid to think that but what if they left him?"

When she moved to protest he raised up his hand slowly.

"No, please let me finish. I know Hermione, I taught her and I saw how much she cared about Harry. If he ever got captured or murdered, she would've said something much earlier, to try to save him."

The werewolf stopped for a moment, seeing that the woman was listening to him attentively.

"It just feels fishy to me, as if something happened, something terrible. The only possible reason I can see of them separating and then trying to hold the information for that long was if they had a fight and his friends decided to leave him."

The witch looked reluctant to agree with him, wanting to argue with him.

"You sound so sure about that, what is it that makes you certain?" The brown-haired witch asked. Her forehead was crunched in concentration, a thing that he found to be absolutely adorable.

"It's just a thing I heard from them and that Harry himself told me. Dumbledore assigned the mission only for Harry, his friends tagged along only after convincing Harry. It doesn't make sense to me at all, what could possibly change their opinion? I would understand Ron; he is a loyal friend, but he wouldn't be used to a journey like that. But, what about Hermione? Her loyalty to her friends is legendary. I just can't imagine anything that could change that." He stated heatedly, it was obvious that the question and not knowing the answer bothered him.

She stroked his hair gently, again making the tension leave his limbs.

"Whatever it is Remus, we're going to find out tomorrow at the order's meeting, we should rest now." She told him while smiling tenderly.

He smiled back at her, putting a hand on her pregnant stomach. "Yes, we all should." He whispered just as tenderly and they lay on the bed.

However after a while, Remus realized that he was not ready to sleep yet, his mind was too occupied. And since he didn't want to bother Dora from her comfortable sleep, he simply lay there.

Since his argument with Harry, a lot have changed. At first, the werewolf was angry; he was enraged that the son of his best friend was unwilling to see the noble thing he was trying to do. But after a while of repeating the conversation in his head, he started seeing the reasoning of his pup.

It took him a long time of reflecting on the talks he had with Sirius even before to finally come to a realization and see what the people close to him kept trying to tell him. Remus finally saw that with the war, denying his feelings and hurting Dora was unforgivable. Knowing that he wouldn't be there to protect them if something happened tore the werewolf from the inside. He grew a new found determination for his son to have a safe life, without any death eaters or Voldemort looming in the shadows.

Remus still had something to ask Harry, which was partly the reason why he wanted to see him so desperately. Something that he knew he could ask only from Harry, he really hoped that—

A sudden green flare of the fireplace drew him from his thoughts. With a swift practiced movement, he was on his feet in seconds, his wand facing the direction of the fireplace, his eyes aware of any small movement.

Even as he recognized Kingsley Shacklebot's grave face the grip on his wand didn't become any less tight. Remus could hear his wife waking up behind him but didn't dare to turn around, intent to deal with the possible threat.

"The young green replaces the wise blue, the fiery red phoenix morphs into a snow white owl. A long fall signals the start of an even longer journey" Kingsley's deep voice rumbled in the small bedroom, the words making the werewolf finally relax his grip on his wand.

He chuckled. "Never really understood why you chose this password Kingsley. It makes us sound like a band of desperate fan boys and girls."

Remus could see the auror smirking slightly. "I'm sure you'll understand in time Remus, holding onto hope is better than becoming hopeless."

The werewolf nodded. "What's going on Kingsley?" He asked worryingly, wondering if someone else died. Please don't let it be Harry, He prayed, even if he felt selfish for wishing that.

"I thought it was important for me to contact you right away Remus, it couldn't wait until morning. We have tracked some abnormal activity in a very important area, and we need to investigate it as fast as possible." It was extremely important, Remus observed, if the usually collected auror was talking rapidly and with clear excitement. But, he still had a final question on his mind.

"But why is it so important Kingsley? Where is this activity coming from?" The former professor asked.

The dark-skinned auror took a deep breath before replying.

"It's Godric's Hollow, Remus. The activity is coming from the Potters' house."

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