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Jaded	By : Lilyyuri Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Remus Views: 18219 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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For Summery, warnings, spoilers and disclaimers see chapter one.

To my wonderful Betas- Kat and Dragon that keep my all warm and fuzzy from the inside.

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Chapter Thirty-five: Hit �em where it hurts most

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The morning of the 19th Harry woke up excited. Tonight was the full moon, and after who knows how long he would finally be able to accompany Remus during his transformation. Harry bounded down the stairs towards the kitchen, determined not to let anyone ruin his good mood today.

After moving out of his old room and into the attic things did calm down a bit. Ron was still not talking to Harry, and furthermore he�d got himself a job working in his brothers' joke shop. Harry was positively green with envy the first couple of days, watching Ron strutting to the fireplace and disappearing only to return home for dinner with many stories of new jokes and customers. Another prominent change in the house was that now that his relationship with Remus was out in the open Harry could just march into his boyfriend's bedroom without having to wait until the household fell asleep. This arrangement suited not only him and Remus but also Draco who took full advantage of the fact that he had the attic pretty much all to himself.

The tension in the house didn't dissolve though, mainly because Molly was very vocally disapproving of Harry and Remus' relationship. Her arguments ran along the same lines Remus had presented to Harry before he�d caved in, only delivered with lots of pitying looks at 'poor Harry' who she seemed to think was somehow coaxed into this by the dominant Remus. Needless to say, Harry was just as vocal in defending himself and Remus. He could not believe that the woman he once considered a foster mother was so much against him. It made him understand why George never came out to his family and preferred to leave his sexual escapades out of the way, and why Bill hasn�t shown his face in the house as of yet, and Harry was pretty sure that he wouldn't either for the foreseeable future.

It vexed Harry, and it hurt him greatly that Molly was giving him the cold shoulder. He loved her as his adoptive mother, the only maternal figure he�d ever known in his life. And now she was turning against him. At first he thought she resented Bill for leaving a promising marriage to Fleur, whom Molly considered a worthy daughter-in-law (and Merlin alone knows why as the French girl did nothing to favour herself over the family), but lately he began to realize that the woman he held in such high regard was plain homophobic, a trait that she seemed to have passed onto her youngest son as well.

Ginny, in a true fan-girl fashion took a shine to Harry and Remus' relationship and seemed to be there just when one of them was leaning in for a kiss. It made Harry feel very self-conscious and embarrassed that she actually sought him out to ogle over. It reminded him of his second year and her star-crossed adoring eyes looking at him whenever he showed up in a room. Remus on the other hand, thoroughly enjoyed the attention and never stopped at what people might call a respectable kiss and insisted on groping Harry�s bottom as well, much to his boyfriend�s mortification and Ginny�s delight.

As a rule Remus decided to do his best and avoid getting between Molly and Harry. He knew first hand what it felt like to fall into that woman's mouth and did his best to avoid repeating the experience. As a result he retreated more and more to his room, surrounding himself with books and seeking ways to improve his class curriculum for a lack of anything better to do. His second major task these days was trying to keep Harry from blowing up the entire house in a feat of rage. Harry had been right; life in Grimmauld Place was unbearable for them as a couple. He just hoped that things would change soon.

The only fun Harry had these days (other than Remus� body) was his and Remus� little plan to fix Tonks and Snape together. Unfortunately the task was made quite hard by the fact that Snape, in a very Snape-like fashion absolutely refused to cooperate and all of Harry and Remus� subtle (and less subtle, they are after all Gryffindors) plans to get the two reluctant parties in one room were spoiled. But Harry wasn�t overly concerned, since whenever Snape showed his lanky, black-clad form in the house Tonks became ten times clumsier than normal which inevitably drew Snape�s attention to her. Harry, on his part, was having tremendous fun watching what he dabbed as the �world�s worst courting�.

When Harry turned up in the kitchen Ron abruptly stood up and grabbed a piece of toast, heading for the fireplace. Harry rolled his eyes, refusing to get dragged into Ron's childish games and seated himself in front of Neville. The shy, quiet boy seemed to have blended well into the background of Grimmauld Place since he arrived. Never one to draw too much attention to himself the situation in the house suited Neville just fine. Molly was mad at Harry and Remus, Hermione and Draco were constantly bickering and Ron was a no-show. There wasn�t anyone left to notice Neville. After the first Order meeting since his arrival Neville timidly approached Professor McGonagall and asked if he could receive plants from the Hogwarts greenhouses to care for. The deputy headmistress was more than happy to grant his wish and Neville passed most of his days pruning, watering, trimming and singing softly to his plants.

"So Harry, what are you going to do tonight?" Neville asked as Harry started to eat his breakfast, "It's the full moon, so you won't be able to sleep in Remus' room."

"I don't see why not, he's got his wolfsbane potion and I can keep him company as a wolf." Harry answered easily before he realized he ultimately gave Molly more ammunition for her campaign against his relationship. The older woman veered around menacingly, holding up the spoon she used to stir the stew for lunch with and pointed it at Harry as if it was a wand,

"Harry�" She started and Harry immediately hunched into himself, trying to minimize his presence against her oncoming attack. "You cannot be serious! You are not, under any circumstances going to accompany Remus on the full moon." She decided, and Harry�s jaw dropped at the sheer unfairness of it.

�I can and I will accompany Remus.� He interjected hotly, all his good mood evaporated with the heat of his anger. Molly was seriously close to crossing a line here and if she didn�t back down now Harry was going to get very angry indeed.

�Harry dear, don�t be ridiculous. You know that I only look after your well-being. It would not be wise nor safe to spend the night in a room with a dangerous werewolf.� Molly tried to reason, and somehow finding all the wrong words to get to Harry�s heart. The young man jumped from his seat, his face flushed with rage- how dare that woman call Remus �dangerous�?

�You are not my mother and you cannot tell me what to do!� He yelled at the top of his lungs, catching Molly completely off guard. Neville gathered his little Mimbulus mimbeltonia to him as he felt Harry�s magic starting to crackle. �Remus isn�t dangerous and he would never hurt me, no matter if the wolfsbane potions works or not. I�m a fully qualified animagus and I can take perfectly good care of myself and my lover!�

�Young man!� Molly�s shrill voice rose in accordance with Harry�s increased volume. �I am sure Mr. Dumbledore would not give his hand to this folly and as long as you live under this roof you will abide by his rules!� Harry looked at her completely stunned, surly she was joking�

�Sirius left this house to me,� He deadpanned in a low voice, �If anyone is to abide by any rules then it�s you to mine!� Before Molly could find her tongue again Harry spun on his heel and left the room, his whole body was shaking with wrath at the injustice.
Neville slid down in his chair, lower and lower until he was kneeling on the floor, quickly crawling to the door and trying to avoid the flying pots and pans that Molly let loose in her fury.

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Hermione walked into the library, feeling drained of energy. What a morning. She had spent most of it trying to console and tend to poor Neville who was in a right state after Harry�s and Molly�s dispute. The sheer unfairness of Molly�s words was battling with the pride she felt for Harry for standing up to her. It was about time he started taking charge of his life and stopped being such a push-over Hufflepuff.

Draco raised his head as he heard Hermione slump into a chair next to him. The library had fast became his favourite retreat spot in the house. Not only was it a place that most Weasley�s never visited, but it was also the room which hosted the famous Black Family-Tree tapestry and therefore made Draco feel like he owned the room. He would spend hours looking at this side of his family, cringing with horror at some of its decedents and beaming with pride at others.

�Let me guess. You simply can�t stand this anymore and we have got to do something?� Draco said flippantly, rolling his eyes at Hermione�s dramatic flair. The girl in question gave out a heartfelt sigh and her shoulders slumped,

�I just don�t know what we can do� I really don�t want to come between Harry and Molly�� She said sadly, as mad as she was at Molly she couldn�t very well turn her back on her �magical mother�, the one that was always there for her when the wizarding world became a little too much for her.

�I don�t mind, I think she�s wrong.� Draco stated simply and Hermione graced him with a half-smile,

�Yes, but��

�But what? Harry is an adult and this is his house, she can�t just boss him around like one of her ginger brood!� Draco snapped, thoroughly sick of the constant fighting that was going on around the house ever since he had arrived.

�I know�� Hermione said in a defeated tone, Draco was right, of course he was, but it was still hard to let go. �Poor Harry,� She simpered instead, �Having to deal with Molly on top of Ron not speaking to him��

�I still stand by my original statement,� Draco intoned, turning another page in his book as if the conversation was already boring him, �You�re ginger-pubed friend is a moron.�

�What can we do?� Hermione�s ability to ignore whatever she didn�t want to hear kicked in, �I feel so helpless, I can�t do anything to help Harry!� She jumped from her seat and started to pace the room. Draco looked at her for a moment, seeing her rigid posture and wriggling fingers. He stood up and scooped Hermione to him holding her flush against him,

�I know how you feel.� He muttered into her hair. Hermione�s arms went around his waist, returning the hug. The two shared comfort and consolation for a moment when the door opened and Ginny�s face appeared behind the wood,

�Hey, Hermione�� The two teens in the room sprang apart rather guiltily and Ginny looked from one flushed face to another, �Were you two hugging?�

�What do you want Weaslette?� Draco snapped, irritated that the stupid girl was interrupting them, and angry at himself for letting her get to him.

�Don�t call me that, Ferret!� Ginny retorted hotly, �I have just as much right to be here as you do!�

�Oh, yeah?� Draco replied calmly, his usual arrogant veneer coming back full force to taunt Ginny, �Because I don�t see your name on the tapestry.� He said with a sweet smile, gesturing at the wall-to-wall tapestry where his name was woven.

�That�s because I�m not a dark witch.� Ginny retorted hotly and Draco�s face flushed pink with rage, how dare that Weasley scum even talk to him? But before he could come up with a scorching come-back, or better yet, a good hex, Hermione put her hand over her hips and huffed out in annoyance,

�Enough, both of you! What do you want Ginny?� Ginny spared Draco one last scorching glare before she turned back to Hermione,

�Mum says to call you down to lunch.�

�No.� Ginny frowned at her friend, who crossed her arms over her chest and looked full of purpose,

�No?�

�No. we�re not coming down to lunch!�

�Why not?�

�We�re starting a hunger-strike!� Hermione declared, holding her head up high as if challenging Ginny to defy her, �We shall not come down to meals until your mother agrees to let Harry join Remus for the full moon.� Ginny looked from Hermione�s determined face to Draco�s confused expression,

�You�re mental, both of you.� She finally decided and spun on her heel, leaving them to their tricks. As soon as the door closed behind Ginny�s back Hermione turned around, beaming and smiling wide,

�That felt good!� She cried, nearly bouncing with excitement, �Finally! We�re doing something!�

�Yes,� Draco answered slowly, doing his best not to get caught up in Hermione�s exuberance, �But now we�re going to stay hungry��

�You have to hit them where it hurts! And nothing would hurt Molly more than us not coming for her food!� Hermione replied happily, punctuating her words with a fist slammed against her palm. Draco sighed, Merlin save me from Gryffindors having ideas� He muttered silently. The door of the library opened silently and Hermione turned to face it with an air of determination, ready to launch an attack on Molly, only to have the words dying on her lips when Neville�s round face appeared behind the frame,

�Hmm, Hey guys, are you coming down to lunch?� Before he could comprehend what was going on, Neville found himself being pulled forcefully into the room, his arm yanked by Hermione.

�Apparently we�re hunger-striking.� Draco supplied dryly, and Neville frowned at him, trying to do his best to shake off Hermione without actually shaking her off,

�Whatever for?�

�Ask her,� Draco pointed his thumb at the girl, �She�s the rebel leader.� Hermione ignored Draco and turned excitedly to Neville,

�We are not leaving the library until Molly changes her mind and allows Harry to join Remus for the full moon. Are you with us?� She asked in a tone that suggested Neville had only one option,

�Missing lunch?� Neville mumbled, he loved lunch, and dinner, and breakfast, and luncheon, elevesis, afternoon tea� He loved Molly�s cooking which was infinitely better than his gran�s had ever been.

�And probably dinner too.� Hermione nodded. Neville looked at her, completely crestfallen,

�I��

�Neville!� She snapped and he flinched,

�Alright!� He cried, turning the other way so that he would not see Draco�s smirking face, �So what do we do now?� He asked instead,

�We await our doom.� Hermione replied gravely and Draco rolled his eyes. Gryffindors� The three settled into chairs around the fire and each summoned a book to him. Hermione was rather disappointed that their protest had gone unnoticed as of yet. She could picture Molly in her mind�s eye turning bright red, her lips pursed and the ladle in her hand swinging dangerously. The Weasley matriarch, after raising seven children more likely than not will say something along the lines of �stubborn kids! They can just go without lunch for all I care!� than rush into the room and try to coax them to come down to eat.

After ten minutes or so the door once again clicked open. Hermione jumped from her seat, full of renewed fighting spirit, only to deflate sadly when she saw Harry walking through the door, his face turned to the hall, or rather at Remus who followed him inside. Hermione noted with a small mental smile that they were holding hands. When Harry turned his head and saw her standing there, with Draco and Neville sitting behind her he stopped dead on his tracks, causing Remus to gently bump into him and smiled sheepishly,

�Erm, what are you guys doing here? I thought everyone was down having lunch.� He said in a voice that was clearly disappointed that they weren�t.

�We decided we�re going to make a stand, and we�re on a hunger strike until Molly lets you join Remus tonight.� Hermione explained yet again. Harry�s face turned from a surprised look into a deeply touched one,

�Oh, that�s so sweet of you guys. Thank you.� He simpered and Hermione beamed at him, well, at least someone was appreciating their effort. Remus smiled broadly, very pleased that Harry�s friends were finally taking his side, �But I decided I don�t really care what Molly says. I�m just going to do whatever I feel like.� Harry explained.

�So we missed lunch for nothing?� Piped the disappointed voice of Neville from his chair. Hermione turned to fix him with a scorching glare, honestly can�t boys think beyond their stomachs?

�I really do appreciate this guys. I was starting to feel like everyone was conspiring to make my life hell.� Hermione strode over to him and pulled him into a crushing hug. Harry returned the hug one-handed as his other was still clasped with Remus�.

�So, is anyone hungry?� Remus called briskly and released Harry�s hand. He walked over to the ancient desk and pulled out his wand. A short spell later he opened the drawer and pulled out a huge slab of Honeydukes chocolate. Draco and Neville�s eyes lit up at the bounty and Harry chuckled,

�So this is the place where you keep your stash.� He said fondly as they all settled down again, with Harry and Remus occupying the sofa, and Remus distributed the chocolate between the five of them,

�One of them,� He answered easily, taking a small bite from his portion and closing his eyes in bliss, humming under his breath. Harry watched transfixed, feeling the lust coiling slowly in the pit of his stomach. Never in his life had he been jealous of chocolate before.

�You�re such an addict�� He whispered fondly, his voice thick with want. Remus wriggled his eyebrows playfully before taking another savouring bite,

�So is Draco.� At the mention of his name Draco looked up from his chocolate, cheeks bulging slightly,

�Mmm?� Hermione and Neville sniggered, licking their fingers clean after they gobbled their bit.

�So, how�s it going to work tonight?� Hermione asked once the last of the chocolate was gone,

�I�m going to transform and keep Remus company,� Harry answered simply, and then sighed, �It�s just too bad we can�t go outside.� He lamented softly. He�d give anything to go outside right now, even if it was only as a wolf. It was just over a month now since he�s last been outside and he was seriously contemplating insanity. Hermione looked at him sadly, poor Harry, if only Dumbledore would have let him go to Hogwarts, at least there he could get outside the castle and walk around the grounds, fly on his broom in the Quidditch pitch, or just enjoy the enormity of the huge castle instead of being stuck in a house that she knew was growing smaller with each day in Harry�s mind.

�How are you going to pass the entire night locked away in your room?� Neville asked Remus curiously, from the little he knew about werewolves and wolves in general he knew they liked to roam, not be incarcerated in one place. Remus shrugged,

�Its� easy. I�ve got my potions, so I still retain my human mind. I just curl up and go to sleep.�

�Not if Harry keeps you up�� Draco muttered under his breath and Harry felt his cheeks flaming. Before he could dwell too long on whether Draco knew him too well or was he too obvious Hermione interjected excitedly,

�Harry, show us your animagus form.� She pleaded with shining eyes and Draco�s lips curved in a slow smirk,

�Yeah, Potter, come on, show us your wolf.� Harry bit his lip and tried to ignore their pleas but a little nudge from Remus made him sigh in registration,

�Oh, alright.� He cried and rose to his feet. He faced them and took a deep breath. Gods, but this was uncomfortable� He absolutely hated being the centre of attention and it didn�t matter if his audience was composed of hundreds of wizards and witches or his three best friends. He closed his eyes and brought forward the image of Seff, letting himself become one with the wolf. A soft intake of breath near him caused him to open his eyes. Instead of towering over his seated friends he was now eye-level with them.

�Wow, that�s so cool�� Hermione whispered and Neville and Draco nodded their assent. Harry yipped happily and jumped on the sofa, curling under Remus� stretch arm, before he transformed back to himself. Remus wrapped his arms more firmly around Harry and the young man smiled happily.

�Thanks.� He grinned at Hermione, who was wide-eyed and nearly bouncing on her seat,

�I wish I knew what sort of animal I can become�� Hermione sighed wistfully,

�You can. There�s a really simple spell for that.� Hermione cocked her eyebrow at Neville,

�How do you know?�

�Harry taught me.� He answered simply. Draco leaned in his chair,

�And what exactly are you? A mandrake?� Neville pulled himself up, his cheeks dusted pink,

�No, actually I�m a lion.� He said proudly and Harry smiled, it was about time Neville finally lived up to his animal self. Draco gave the blushing Gryffindor a long look,

�Well, what do you know. Didn�t think you had it in you, Longbottom. A true Gryffindor.� He mused and Neville blushed even harder, recognising this as the closest thing the Slytherin would ever come to compliment him.

�Thank you.� He said regally. Hermione, who was not listening to a word the boys were saying pulled out her wand and turned to Neville,

�Show me, show me�� Neville smiled and cleared his throat,

�Just point your wand at yourself and say �reveal animagus�.� He instructed her. Hermione nodded and took a deep breath before plunging in. The five of them looked at the shimmering, translucent figure that appeared in front of Hermione,

�What is that?� She whispered, �A beaver?� The three boys shrugged and Remus rolled his eyes,

�It�s an otter.� He said in a tone that suggested they should all be ashamed of themselves for not knowing the answer themselves.

�That�s� disappointing�� Hermione said as she waved her hand and finished the spell. She had a slight pout on her lip that made Remus want to shake her. He�d give anything he could to know what sort of animal he might be, hell he�d even settle for a bloody flubberworm! And here was Hermione pouting over a perfectly good otter?

�Otters are smart.�

�They better be!� Hermione deadpanned, �I suppose I should have guessed, I mean, my patronus is an otter after all.� She mused loudly. Harry frowned,

�Mine isn�t a wolf.� Remus closed his eyes as if in pain, taking a slow breath lest he hex one of them,

�I cannot believe I�m sitting here listening to Hogwarts graduates!� Harry and Hermione lowered their heads in shame, that was kind of a squeak right there, showing such ignorance in front of their DADA teacher, especially after they both received an �O� on their NEWTs. �What is a patronus?� Remus continued in his �teacher�s voice�, the one that Harry would have loved if he used in the bedroom but Remus had refused flat-out.

�A shield created by strong emotions.� Hermione said sheepishly, sitting on the edge of her chair like a child who�s been reprimanded,

�Good. And what about animagus forms?�

�They�re an animal form that represent one of your strongest characteristics.� She answered automatically, and Remus smiled, some students would always remain students.

�Exactly. Your animagus form is something that isn�t likely to change throughout your life time because it is linked to your most dominant attribute. Your patronus will take shape after a significant event in your life and thus can change in accordance.� Harry smiled to himself, gods but Remus was sexy when he was explaining things� He grabbed Remus� hand that was dangling from his shoulder and started playing with his fingers, trying to break out of the inappropriate thoughts in his mind and listen to what his Pookybear was actually saying.

�Tonks told me that her patronus changed after her cousin�s death.� Neville supplied and Remus gestured at him proudly,

�Exactly! Harry�s patronus, for example, is a stag because of what happened in his third year and yours in an otter,� He told Hermione, �Because there wasn�t an event significant enough in your life to influence the appearance of your patronus. The animagus patronus is sort of a default.�

�What�s your patronus?� Harry turned to Remus, who�s ear tips were turning slightly pink,

�A wolf.�

�Your default wolf?� Harry was wondering if the werewolf was so strong that it took hold of that part of Remus as well,

�I didn�t say it was Moony.� It took Harry a couple of seconds to process this but then his eyes grew wide and shone with love,

�You mean�� Remus nodded with a smile and before he knew it he had an armful of excited boyfriend, pressing his lips to Remus� with exuberance and demanding entrance. Remus granted it almost immediately and the two were soon engaged in a dominance battle, completely forgetting they had an audience until Draco�s cool and mocking voice cut through the heat,

�There are other people in the room, you horny gits!� Harry pulled back, his face flushed and he bit his lip, wearing a sheepish expression. He slid back to his seat after discovering that he somehow managed to straddle Remus during their kiss.

�Sorry.� He muttered and refused to look at any of his friends, knowing what sort of amused expression they were all likely to wear. �So, Draco, what about your animal?� He asked in a desperate attempt to deflect the conversation from himself. Draco gave him a look that told Harry he saw right through the transparent and rather feeble attempt to deflect the focus from himself but indulged him all the same. After all, he was curious as well. After Regulus interrupted his first attempt at finding out what animal he was Draco never got a chance to find out, the timing never seemed right. Unlike Harry who abhorred all sorts of attention, Draco relished it and he made sure everyone�s eyes were on him before he cast the spell.

�Reveal animagus.� He said in a clear voice and they all looked as the translucent mirage appeared. Draco stared at the smoky figure in shock, surely there must be a mistake, there is no way in hell that his animagus form could be� �A hedgehog? A bloody hedgehog?� He screeched, not paying attention to any of the others who were struggling with laughter, �What�s the use of a friggin� hedgehog? That a rubbish animagus! Can I choose something else?�

�I�m afraid not�� Remus answered hoarsely, unable to contain his glee anymore,

�Well, hedgehogs are cute and prickly�� Hermione said in a feeble attempt to mollify the devastated Draco,

�I�ll show you cute and prickly.� He bristled and muttered darkly under his breath and Harry let out a bark of laughter,

�I think you make a great hedgehog�� And with that the room exploded with laughter, while Draco sat in the midst of it looking very put out indeed.

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A/N: I�m not too sure how smart otters really are, but since this is the animal that JKR chose for Hermione, who am I to question it?

As for Draco� Well, if JKR can give Hermione her favourite animal, so can I! Long live the hedgehog. He should consider himself lucky, I could have made him a cow�

I just want to say that the whole patronus vs. animagus thing is completely my interpretation of things and I have no evidence that this is what JKR meant.

Tonks� animagus changed into a wolf, I know, but in my defence I can only say that I was quite positive for a long time (until I was presented with the proof otherwise) that she was completely crushed by Sirius� death because she felt guilty over it, and took his animal form as some sort of self-punishment.

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