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For Summery, warnings, spoilers and disclaimers see chapter one.

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Chapter Thirty-four: The Weasley way of thinking

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The next morning Harry woke up feeling rather sullen. Ever since Draco had arrived last night Ron had been giving them both the silence treatment, complete with menacing glares. If Harry had ever thought that Ron was far too honest and incapable of hiding his feelings, he discovered that his best friend (who was doing 120 on the highway of becoming his ex-best friend) could be just as menacing, if not more, when he wasn�t shouting his head off. As a result Harry decided to stay in the room that night rather than slipping into Remus� and keep an eye on things. Somehow he felt that if Draco was to wake up in the morning as something other than the way he went to sleep it would be his fault.

Harry knew that the day was not going to go well. Ron was still fuming about finding out that he and Remus were more than just a teenager and his teacher/mentor and now on top of everything he had to swallow his pride and act civil in front of a boy he couldn�t stand or risk being humiliated by his own mother. The fact that Harry took a shine to the �slimy snake� was just another handful of salt tossed on Ron�s open wounds.

Harry dressed quickly, not wanting to wake any of the other boys, and trudged to the bathroom. Every morning that he didn�t wake up in Remus� arms (which was basically every morning since he got back from the seventies, save for the graduation night) made him feel bereft and lonely. When he returned to the room he saw Draco standing besides his bed, already dressed and ready for his day. Together the two made their way down the stairs, heading for the kitchen.

As they passed the entrance hall the door opened and they watched as Tonks slid gracefully into the room. The gracefulness ended as soon as she closed the door and took a step forward only to discover that her robe was caught in the doorway. She pulled the fabric, grunting and cursing under her breath until it came loose suddenly, sending the poor girl flying and knocking over the troll-leg umbrella stand. As soon as Tonks hit the floor with a thud that knocked all the air out her, the portrait of Mrs. Black flew open- after a month of being quiet and the old woman started spewing her prejudice nonsense again.

Tonks looked on the verge of tears as she scraped herself off the floor and Harry sighed, that last month was something of a blessing, having Mrs. Black finally shutting up, but apparently the fun was over, and he�d have to shout the old cow back to submission again. Before he could take a step forward two hands clamped heavily on his shoulders. Harry turned his head to see Fred and George Weasley with identical grinning faces,

�Allow us.�

Harry smiled, gesturing with a generous bow and the twins cleared their throats, obviously preparing to cause all sorts of damage. Harry gestured for Draco to follow and they joined Tonks in the kitchen. While Tonks and Draco sat themselves comfortably around the large table Harry went to the cupboard to get them something to eat. He wasn�t really in the mood for cooking so if anyone wanted a real breakfast they would just have to wait for Molly to arrive, but in the meantime they could have some toast. He levitated butter, bread, marmalade, an assortment of jam jars, a honey pot and some lemon curd over to the table.

�Your great aunt is very loud.� Draco observed neutrally, buttering the piece of bread he�d toasted with his wand. Tonks shrugged and added some lemon curd to her honeyed toast,

�Your great aunt is an evil wench.� The corner of Draco�s lip turned up slightly,

�That she is.� He agreed wholeheartedly. Harry watched between the two for a moment before he gasped,

�Wait a second! You guys are related?� Tonks and Draco exchanged a brief glance before they turned to fix them on Harry, giving him identical glares which spelled �Duh��. Harry stuffed the rest of his toast in his mouth and lowered his head. Bloody Blacks.

Neville walked into the room, yawning hugely. Harry noted that the boy looked distinctively better this morning than he had last night. Hell, he hadn�t even sleep-walked once the whole night, and Harry had watched him intently for that, as he couldn�t very well fall asleep himself. Behind Neville followed a sombre looking Ron who refused to acknowledge Harry�s or Draco�s presence in the room.

�Is it always so loud here in the mornings?� Neville asked as he slumped into a chair, pulling the bowl of fruit to him and selecting some grapes.

�Only when Tonks comes to visit.� Ron answered with a forced smile, sitting down as far as he could from Harry and Draco and summoned a couple of bread slices and the butter to him, �Hello Tonks.� He said pleasantly while Harry glared daggers at him,

�Wotcher Ron.� She answered absent-mindedly as she fixed herself another piece of toast, this time with a blend of raspberry jam and marmalade. She watched her toast with a sad look, obviously wishing it was eggs and bacon. After all, this was the real reason she came to HQ so early. Toast and jam she could have in her own sad little kitchen. �Where�s Molly anyway?�

�Yelling at Fred and George.� Ron answered. Tonks rolled her eyes,

�As long as she keeps herself happy.�

At that moment Hermione and Ginny walked into the room. Ginny looked haggard and worn, as if she hasn�t slept a wink all night. She smiled sweetly at Neville and took a seat besides him. Hermione on the other hand looked refreshed and perky. She perched herself comfortably next to Harry and pulled the plate of bread towards her,

�Good morning everyone.� She greeted warmly, �Neville, be a doll and pass me a banana. Cheers.� Neville dutifully passed her one of the bananas from the fruit bowl he claimed as his own for the morning and Hermione peeled it daintily, �Blimy, this banana is already on her death bed.�

�Pass it to Harry, he likes old things.� Ron hissed loudly. Harry dropped his knife in a heavy clatter and the room went deathly silent,

�That�s very funny Ron.� Harry snarled, feeling his temper rising to the surface at Ron�s unfair remark, �Bloody fucking hilarious. What the hell is your problem?�

�My problem? You�re the one who�s been sneaking around befriending Slytherins and shagging teachers!� Ron said evenly, which only flared Harry�s anger more,

�He is not my teacher anymore, and I never shagged him while he was!� Harry yelled, thoroughly vexed by Ron�s unfair accusations. For the love of Merlin, he had to sit tight and wait for nearly three bloody weeks, so he sure as hell wasn�t about to let anyone forget that! �And I have a right to befriend whom ever I bloody well wish!� He added venomously,

�We are your friends,� Ron cried, gesturing between the room�s occupants that were not Draco Malfoy, �Not that two faced lying snake who�ll probably hex us to death in our beds!�

�You know, I�m sitting right here.� Draco observed calmly, buttering his third piece of toast and battling mutely for the lemon curd with Tonks. Both Harry and Ron were standing by now, yelling at each other over Hermione�s head and completely ignoring Draco,

�You slept in the same room as him last night and nothing happened to you so stop being so bloody dramatic! I happen to trust Draco!�

�You�ve changed, Harry, and not in a good way.� Ron said solemnly,

�It�s called growing up Ron, you might want to give it a go sometime.� Harry replied quietly and immediately regretted his words. Ron�s face turned into a magnificent shade of magenta and his nostrils were flaring. Without saying a word he turned on his heel and stormed out of the room. Harry slumped back in his chair, the day hasn�t even started and he already wished it was over,

�That was a little harsh, Harry.� Hermione said quietly, and Harry rubbed his face tiredly,

�I know. Fuck, why can�t he just accept that things have changed?� He asked miserably. Grimmauld Place was not big enough to host the two of them if they weren�t talking to each other.

�Perhaps it�s because you never told him what really happened.� Hermione said reasonably, and Harry sighed, must she always be right?

�Maybe.�

�Or perhaps it�s because he�s an idiot?� Draco suggested, causing Tonks and Ginny to bite their lower lip in amusement,

�You�re not helping, Malfoy!� Hermione snapped,

�Hey, I�m not here to help. I�m here to hex you all to death in your beds.� Draco replied with a venom dripping smile. Hermione decided to ignore him and turned to Harry fixing him with one of her glares. Harry started squirming under it almost immediately,

�I�ll go talk to Ron�� He sighed and left the kitchen. On his way up he passed by Molly and the twins who were having a hearty shouting match with Mrs. Black, but it was hard to tell who was yelling at whom and for what reason. Harry climbed the stairs to his and Ron�s bedroom, determined to lay it all out in the clear for Ron. He opened the door slowly and saw Ron standing besides the small window, gazing out at the little square in front of the house.

�What do you want?� Ron asked without turning his head,

�To talk.�

�Don�t you have Draco for that?� Ron spat out Draco�s name as if it was sullying his mouth, Harry shook his head in exasperation,

�Would you stop being so difficult and just listen?� He snapped and then took a deep breath, reminding himself that he was trying to make it right by Ron and snapping at him was not the way to do it. Ron remained quiet and Harry seized the opportunity to press his point, �Right, hum, well, do you remember those three days when I disappeared?�

�You mean when you had that special detention with Malfoy?� Harry was rather pleased to note that Ron�s voice was carried a tiny tone of curiosity,

�Yes! Well, no, we didn�t have a detention. We fell though a time alcove.� Harry explained. Ron turned to face his friend at that point, looking rather perplexed,

�How?�

�We were fighting, as usual and I shoved him and he grabbed me, or the other way around, I don�t really remember,� Harry knew he was babbling, but he was just so relieved that Ron was listening to him he didn�t much care, �Anyway, we fell through and ended up in 1977, the last year of the Marauders.�

�You met your parents?�

�Yes.� Harry answered with a soft reminiscing smile, that made Ron�s heart go soft for him, �It was incredible! Lily found out who I really was even though Dumbledore put a glamour on us, but James had no idea.�

�And you met young Professor Lupin.� It wasn�t so much a question, as a solemn stating.

�Yeah, we were a couple.� Harry said quietly, looking intently at Ron, trying to gauge what his friend was thinking.

�And now what?�

�Now, we�re a couple again.� A long silence stretched between the two, until Ron turned back to face the window,

�That sucks mate.� Harry�s jaw clenched automatically, trapping an ascorbic retort. He took a deep breath,

�What do you mean?�

�He�s old, Harry, he�s 20 years older than you, he�s a bloody werewolf for Merlin�s sake!�

�Jeez Ron, you sound just like him.� Harry supplied dryly, knowing that Ron would not appreciate the humour in this,

�You�re going to throw your life away because of some old guy you were involved with when you ended up in the seventies by mistake?� Ron asked incredulously, and Harry bristled,

�Remus isn�t some random guy I met in the seventies Ron! I�ve been in love with him even before I fell though the alcove.�

�You�re sick.� Ron spat out in disgust,

�Why? Because I want to be happy?�

�Because you were supposed to marry Ginny!� Ron yelled and Harry backed away from him gaping, completely stunned for a moment, trying to bring his mind around what Ron was saying,

�What? Are you completely off your rocker? You know I would never marry Ginny, I�m gay Ron!�

�Fine, then Percy.� Harry took a moment to think of it, out of six boys, what are the odds�

�Percy�s gay? Didn�t he used to have a girlfriend?� Ron rolled his eyes, Harry was obviously not getting the point here,

�Whatever, Bill then, he�s old enough to satisfy your kink for older blokes.�

�I don�t have a kink!� Harry retorted hotly, �And I don�t want Percy or Bill or any of your brothers!� Anymore, he added silently to himself.

�You�d be lucky to have any of my brothers�� Ron hissed, his Weasley pride kicking into full gear,

�I�m in love with Remus,� Harry said quietly, �He�s the only one I want to be with.�

�Why? What�s in it for you? He hasn�t got any money�� Harry nearly spluttered at the accusation,

�You think I�m with him for money? You are such a bastard sometimes Ron! That is such a� a Weasley thing to say!� As soon as the words left his lips Harry clamped his hands over his traitorous mouth, his eyes wide with repentance. Ron looked at him for a long moment before he broke the strained silence with a deadly cold tone,

�Fuck you, Potter.� And with that he swept out of the room, leaving Harry with his hands still clutching his mouth and his eyes closing in pain. Slowly Harry let the fingers drop from his face, knowing that he just boxed any chance he had to reconcile with Ron.

�Oh, crap.�
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Harry slipped into Remus room as soon as his body allowed him to move, and found his boyfriend lying in his bed with a book. Harry walked over to the bed and tossed himself on it gracelessly,

�Well, I think it�s safe to say that Ron isn�t going to be speaking to me for a long time�� Remus looked over at his young lover, giving up his pretence at reading his book, there was just too much noise around anyway,

�What did you do?�

�I managed to insult both his family financial state and his intellect. All in one sentence.� Remus tried to remain serious, because Harry was obviously in distress but it was hard,

�Wow, that�s quite impressive.� Harry sighed deep, rolling over and burying his face in Remus� shoulder,

�Gods, I feel like such an idiot.� He mumbled and Remus patted his head, unable to contain his smile any longer.

�Yes, that�s because you are.� Harry lifted his head and pouted, slapping Remus lightly on the chest and causing his wolf to chuckle,

�Hey! You�re supposed to be on my side!� He complained and Remus sobered up,

�Ron is your best friend. You have to make it right with him.� If there was something Remus knew it was that friends were not easy to come by and if you managed to hold on to one for seven years you better make sure you keep him for good.

�I just don�t know what to do anymore.� Harry said defeated. �He resents me for being with you and being friends with Draco. I feel like he wants me to choose.�

�Ron wants to see you happy.�

�Yeah, but on his terms!� Harry cried and sat up on the bed, turning fully to face Remus, �His ideal world would consist of me marrying Ginny and him marrying Hermione! It�s like he�s still stuck in fifth year!�

�Where you ever in love with Ginny Weasley?� Remus asked, somehow managing to convince himself that the question was asked out of academic curiosity to help Harry�s problem rather than jealously,

�Of course not! Ron knew I was gay from day one.� Harry dismissed the question with a wave of his hand. Him, being in love with Ginny Weasley� It would take one extremely imaginative person to even consider something like that! Suddenly his eyes widened in fear and he turned to Remus, �Oh, gods, he�s going to tell his mum�� True, Molly Weasley had no legal ground to tell him off on this, but frankly, that never stopped her before. Remus suddenly looked sheepish, fondling his book and refusing to meet Harry�s eye.

�Hmm, she already knows�� He muttered, feeling his cheeks flaming.

�What? How?�

�I might have blurted it out�� Remus said with an air of guilt. He looked so damn cute like that, Harry thought, like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar, trying to talk his way out of his obvious crime.

�Is that�s why you�re hiding in your bedroom?� He asked fondly,

�I�m not hiding. I�m reading.� Remus answered with dignity, raising his book to prove his point.

�In this ruckus?� Harry asked sceptically with a smile on his face. Remus shrugged, this was going to be quite difficult if Harry suddenly developed Lily�s keenness. �Gods, this is a mad house! We have to get out of here!� Remus looked at his boyfriend with a sad smile,

�Where would we go?�

�I don�t know, some place that is just ours!� Remus nodded sadly, yes, getting a place that was just his and Harry�s was a brilliant dream. Too bad it wasn�t likely to come true any time soon.

�Unfortunately, right now we can�t go anywhere. You�re not even allowed to leave the house.�

�I hate this!� Harry cried, letting out all his anguish, �I hate being stuck here!� Remus grabbed his hand and patted it with sympathy,

�I know Cailean, I know.�

�I feel so bloody trapped! I can�t go anywhere, I can�t do anything. Hell we can�t even get laid properly� I miss your body� we haven�t had any sex in years!� He complained loudly,

�Three days, Harry.�

�Yeah? Well, maybe you can go that long without and not be harmed by it but I can�t!� He insisted, despite the fact that he just did go that long without and survived.

�What? You�re worried you�ll turn blind?� Remus was actually enjoying this banter. And it was always nice to discover that there are people out there that were dealing with sexual tension worse than you are.

�I might. And then it�ll be your fault. And you�re going to be very sorry because we won�t have sex anymore.� Harry answered with a tilt of his head, which made Remus snicker,

�How does turning blind effect your arse?�

�It won�t but if you think for one second that I�m going to let you anywhere near my person after you�ve crippled me you�ve got another thing coming!� Harry said and stressed his point by shoving his finger into Remus� chest, while the wolf tried to slap his hands away, squirming with laughter,

�Hmm I see, I better shag you more often then.�

�That�s exactly what I�ve been saying!� Harry cried out triumphantly. �If we could only get a moment�s piece in this bloody henhouse!�

�I know�� Remus simpered, �It�s been a special kind of torture for me as well.� Harry smiled sadly and snuggled up close to his lover,

�I know Pookybear. But at least you don�t have to stay here all the time�� Remus decided to ignore the little term of endearment, hoping that it was just a fluke,

�What, and leave you all alone with the other mental patients?� Harry gave him a big goofy smile and big sloppy kiss,

�You�re so sweet Pookybear. I love so much.�

�I love you too,� Remus said with a big goofy smile of his own, �Pookybear?�

�You like it?�

�No.�

�Good, then I�ll keep using it.� Harry said with a sweet smile and Remus pinch his butt,

�Brat.� After a short playful scuffle they settled back into their cuddle. Harry�s head resting over Remus� shoulder and Remus� fingers running in patterns over Harry�s back,

�Is this what our lives will be like from now on?� Harry asked sadly, �No wonder Sirius went bonkers here. This place just makes me want to scream!�

�Then scream.� Remus suggested, looking around his depressing room, �Merlin knows this is the only outlet you�ve got at the moment.� Harry sighed, fuck but this was bad.

�Well, I�m not going to take it lying down!� He cried and jumped up from the bed. Remus rose to lean on his elbows, looking at his lover who seemed full of renewed fighting spirit. �I�m moving out!� Harry declared.

�Harry, you can�t�� Remus began but Harry cut over him with an impatient wave of his hand,

�Not out of the house, out of my room. Draco and I are moving to the attic!�

�That�s brilliant Cailean, but you know, now that everyone knows about us, you could just move here�� Remus said with a soft smile on his face,

�And give them all the satisfaction of gloating? Ha!� Harry cried and left the room in a whirl of self-righteousness. Remus rolled his eyes and leaned back against the headboard, and picked his book back up,

�Ha, indeed.�
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A/N: �Blurting it out� to Molly went a lot like the �Are you fucking serious?� joke. Sort of like,
�Are you messing with Harry?�
�Yes.�
What followed was the longest hour of Remus� life, and he only managed to escape Molly�s lecture when she turned around to gather some air for a new attack and Remus managed to slip out and run upstairs to barricade himself in his bedroom.
Yes, folks even big grown men can�t face a small, ginger woman. That�s the sad truth of life.

I really don�t know what Gred and Forge were doing at the house at such hour. Maybe they had the same breakfast ideas as Tonks.

Pooky is Garfield�s toy bear. And apparently James� kneazle (as I wrote on chapter 9 and later completely forgot about it�)

Cailean means �Young Wolf� in Irish. I think it�s appropriate.

I�ve just reread the story again, just to see if I missed something. Gods, why didn�t anyone tell me it was so long? If someone put it on actual paper it could rival �The Goblet of Fire�!

I�ve been playing around with some term of endearment (is there a better word for that?) because I really can�t stand all the sweety, darling, love, schmoopie and cutiepie so if you�ve got some suggestions I�ll love to hear. But Pookybear stays!

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