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The Dark Side of Puppy Love	By : yamiyugi23 Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Slash - Male/Male Views: 27638 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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Chapter List
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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor do I have any rights to Harry Potter nor do I make any money from writing these fic’s.

Chapter 12

“I’m your aunt Roxana, Rox for short,” the woman said with a soft smile, “If you can’t tell I’m your father’s sister.”

Harry looked at his supposedly aunt over, his hand tightened around Adian’s leash only to blink in surprise as Aidan gave a happy wag of his tail and licked the woman’s hand. Well if Aidan liked her and aunt Marge said that dogs were a good judge of character...

“Hello,” Harry said nervously, he wondered if this aunt would be like his aunt Petunia, “It’s nice to meet you.”

“No need to be scared of me kid,” Roxana said, her personality changing from a shy proper woman to that of a proud and playful person, “I might look like it but I’m not one of those stupid purebloods that don’t know what wonderful things the muggles has invented!”

Harry blinked in shock at her words; a proper pureblood woman was talking like this? Harry gulped, “I’m glad you don’t have anything against muggles…I hope you don’t have anything against magical creatures and animals, you see-“

“I don’t, don’t worry,” Rox cried out pulling Harry into a hug, “Now come here and give your auntie a big hug!”

Harry gave a squeal of shock as he found himself being hugged to death; it was as if his aunt had multiple personalities that she could change at the drop of a hat.

“You’re so cute!” Rox squealed as she continued to hug Harry, “Oh I could just take you home and eat you all up!”

“Mrs-“ Harry began only to get cut off by another excited squeal from Rox.

“Haven’t I told you to call me aunt Rox?” Rox said as she hugged a blue faced Harry, “You’re just a gentlemen! More so then my idiot brother and-“

Harry nearly wept in joy as Marge came into his view, “Aunt Marge!”

Marge chuckled as she spotted just what was holding Harry up, “I see you’ve meet your aunt Roxana Harry...ah,” Marge looked at the situation Harry had gotten himself into, “She can get a bit excitable.”

“Excitable you say?” Harry said as he tried to breathe, “Well you think you could get her to let me go? I really do need to breath.”

With a small smirk Marge nodded her head, “Alright Roxana, let Harry go or you’ll be killing him.”

Blinking slowly Roxana looked down to see a bright purple Harry in her arms; she went bright neon red and released the young man. Harry shot his newly found aunt a grateful look as he gasped for breath.

“Sorry,” Roxana said blushing madly, “I have a small love of cute things.”

“Small,” Marge snorted with a shake of her head, “Do I need to remind you of the time that-“

“No you don’t,” Roxana hissed as she went bright red, “Now then I take it that Harry is stay with you?”

“He is,” Marge said stiffly, she didn’t know where Roxana’s loyalties lay, “You heard the trial.”

Roxana eyed Marge carefully, “Why don’t we get some ice-cream? So we can talk more comfortably?”

Harry watched as Marge rolled her eyes, it seemed that ice-cream was another weakness of his aunt Rox. Turning to look this new aunt over Harry decided that she wasn’t at all like his aunt Petunia, she seemed much more like his father in a way from the tales he had been told.

“Alright, and we’ll get triple chocolate with butterscotch sauce, the large one too,” Marge said with a grin at Harry as Roxana gave a happy cry, “That and cute things are your aunt’s weakness Harry, don’t let her near those things and she’ll be a strong pureblood woman with a great mind for business.”

Harry personally thought that his aunt Rox sounded a lot like Hermione with her books and knitting clothes for the House Elves. He suddenly found himself letting out a sound of surprise as his aunt Rox pulled him into another tight hug.

“Let’s get going to that wonderful ice-cream shop! I hear that triple chocolate ice-cream with butterscotch sauce calling my name!” Rox cried out as she turned and ran out of the waiting room with an excited Aidan following behind them.

“I should of just sent them home and brought the ice-cream home myself,” Marge groaned as she slowly made her way towards the only ice-cream shop in Diagon Alley, “Then again,” Marge smirked as she saw the wizards and witches running for cover as they saw the trio come their way, “I wouldn’t get just entertainment if I did.”

Marge slowly made her way to the ice-cream pallor while enjoying the path that Rox, Harry and Aidan had cleared for her. As she passed by the people and gave them a small nod many took it as a signal that it was safe to return to their previous activities. In no time at all Marge found the rest of her group sitting down at a table in front of the Florean Fortescue’s Ice Cream Parlour.

“Aunt Marge, over here!” Harry called out as he took a bite of his ice-cream, “Want some ice cream?”

Marge let out a loud groan as she looked at Harry with a smile; his happy face was covered in a mixture of chocolate and strawberry ice-cream. Marge sighed as she turned to the equally happy Rox and gave her a pointed look.

“Harry found out that I don’t have a place to stay,” Rox said with a bright red blush as Marge sat down besides her, “So knowing that you don’t have the space he offered me the use of a property he owns, Number Four Privet Drive in Surry, it’ll be a lot easier for me then trying to commute across the country four or more times a day. So in thanks I brought him some ice-cream!”

Harry paused in his actions and sent Marge a nervous look, “I said that it would be alright, that I own the property and I didn’t mind aunt Rox living there for a while...is that okay?”

Marge gave a sigh and ruffled Harry’s hair before reaching into her handbag and after a few minutes of searching she pulled out a set of keys. With a kind smile she handed them over to the confused Rox.

“Where did you get those?” Harry asked as he felt the sudden exhaustion from the day hit him, “I don’t remember being given the keys to Number Four.”

“I got them from the police officer who came to visit us just the other day; they’re the keys to the Dursley’s house,” Marge explained handing the keys over to Rox, “Expect to be sharing the house with a few other people soon, Harry’s got plans for that building.”

Rox took the keys and nodded her head, “I don’t mind, I’m just glad that I’ve got a place near my favourite nephew!”

“His your only nephew,” Marge muttered with a roll of her eyes, “So don’t try that one on us, now what time is it?”

Rox blinked, tilted her head and looked at the pocket watch, “Well according to my watch it’s nearly seven O’ Clock in the evening.”

“I didn’t realise it was that late,” Harry said biting back a yawn, “I thought that it was only five O’ Clock at the latest with how high the sun is.”

“As it’s the summer the sun’s higher than normal,” Marge explained sending Rox a meaningful look, “Well Rox, do you know where Number Four is?”

“I do!” Rox chirped suddenly as an evil grin covered her face, “I went with James to pick up Lilly, and we had a bit of fun there too.”

Marge opened her mouth for a second before shaking her head, “I don’t even want to know, and anyway can you make your own way there? I have one very tired boy here.”

“I can,” Rox said with a grin, she then gave Harry a playful wink, “Oh and Harry? I approve of your lover! It’s so cute that he wants to introduce you to all his little friends!”

“You know about my mate?....you approve…His going to introduce me to….” Harry said between yawns, “I…”

“Of course I approve,” Rox giggled as she placed the keys into her pocket, “His a good catch to!”

“He was meant to ask you today but what with the trial and everything it’s been a busy and tiring day,” Marge said ruffling Harry’s hair, “and as today has been so horrible for you I’ll let you get away with ice-cream for tea, its home then bed for you.”

“I don’t mind meeting his…friends…and okay,” Harry said rubbing his eyes tiredly, “I guess with the trail and meeting aunt Rox today’s been tiring. Through do I have to go straight to bed when we get home?”

Marge gave Harry a knowing look, “Oh you don’t have to but I have a feeling that when you get home you’ll defiantly want to go straight to bed.”

Blinking tiredly, Harry slowly stood up and made his way over to Marge. The stress of the day came crashing down on him out of nowhere, he took no notice as Marge pulled him against her and wrapped her hand around Aidan’s collar, he took no notice of Marge and Rox saying their goodbyes.

As Harry gave a tired yawn he found himself disappearing from Diagon Alley with a popping sound and appearing again in Marge’s living room.

“We’re home Harry,” Marge said with a smile at the tired boy, “Now I think it’s about you and Tom spend some time together yes?”

At the mention of his mate’s name and spotting Voldermort waiting for him a few feet away all tiredness disappeared from Harry, Harry ran straight into his mates arms and gave him a kiss on the lips.

“I’m yours until tomorrow morning,” Voldermort said with a grin as he scooped Harry up into his arms, “We can spend all night snuggling with each other.”

With that Voldermort carried a happy Harry up the stairs, both happy that they could spend some quality time together.

“Young love huh?” Marge said to Aidan with a sigh as the sound of the bedroom door shutting came to her ears, “They’ll certainly be enjoying themselves tonight.”

To Be Continued…
- 11
- 12
- 13
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