Fan Fiction / Crossover Fan Fiction ❯ New Family ❯ Homebound ( Chapter 21 )

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Sorry for the long wait.

 

Chapter 21 - Homebound

 

 

Remus watched as Harry lay utterly still in the bed. This was the fifth safe house they'd had since Voldemort's destruction nearly a month earlier. And the stupid thing was it wasn't even the few of his supporters left alive that had caused them to move. Twice it had been the Ministry and the others it had been the Order. Dumbledore was desperate to get his hands on Remus' cub and there was no way he was going to let that happen.

 

Draco had stayed with the group for a fortnight before returning to his wife and unborn son in Japan. Remus didn't blame him, there were those who wanted him dead or imprisoned for his father's actions, despite the fact that he was now a Black and not a Malfoy. In fact, until Harry had children Draco was next in line for Lordship. A lot of people were unhappy about that. Then again according to the papers a lot of people wanted Harry locked up or killed for the way he had destroyed Voldemort. And they still had no idea how the press had found that bit out, not like they had actually showed up to help for their freedom.

 

Remus knew the Outcast's wanted to see their families again after so long apart but none were willing to abandon Harry and he was in no condition for an international portkey. He hadn't woken since he had passed out on the battlefield and Remus knew Lan was very worried. The longer Harry was comatose the less likely it was that he'd ever wake. Remus didn't know how he'd tell Richard, a man he'd never even met, that his son was never coming home.

 

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“Richard?” He didn't turn as Anita called him but he didn't pull away when she wrapped her arms around him.

 

“Why hasn't he come home yet?” She closed her eyes against the pain in Richard's voice.

 

“Battles take a lot of clean up Richard. He'll be home soon I'm sure. Requiem would know if he was dead.”

 

“It's been nearly three years Anita. I just want him home.”

 

“I know.” She whispered, relaxing into his hold as Richard wrapped his arms around her.

 

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Emerald eyes slowly blinked open and then squeezed shut again as light hit them. Harry groaned and rolled over, burrowing deeper into the blankets. He only opened them when he felt Kek rub against his arm and hiss in excitement.

 

`Kek' Harry coughed, that had been more of a croak than a hiss but his throat felt like the Sahara.

 

`Sssslept for a long time.' His familiar answered, curling around Harry's wrist.

 

`What happened?'

 

`You dessstroyed the falssse one.' At Kek's answer Harry's eyes went wide, memories flooding back. He moaned in pain, a hand going to his head as more than his own memories swept through his mind. Harry gagged and had to roll to the edge of the bed to be sick, he really did not need to see that. He kept his eyes closed and slipped into a meditative trance, searching his magic for anything foreign and then relaxed when he found nothing. Tom Riddle was truly gone and even the memories of his life were beginning to fade, thankfully. Even as a child Tom had been pretty sick.

 

Harry shakily sat on the edge of the bed before pushing himself to his feet, staying still until the room stopped spinning. He frowned a she realised he didn't recognise the room. Had they changed safe houses while he was out? He staggered over to the bathroom and started the shower so it would warm up while he relieved himself. The hot water made him sigh in bliss as it relaxed tense muscles. You'd have thought lying in bed would make you so sore?

 

Once done he walked more gracefully back into the bedroom and found his clothes in the wardrobe, dressing for comfort since he was still sore. Once that was done he left to find the others. It was pretty easy to do, all he needed to do was follow the sounds of Josh and Nic arguing and he found the kitchen where they were eating.

 

“You guys talk loud enough to wake the dead.” He joked as he walked in. The room went dead silent as everyone turned to stare wide-eyed at him.

“What?” Remus was suddenly around the table and lifting him in a hug.

 

“You're okay cub.” The werewolf almost sobbed.

 

“Air Moony!” Harry gasped but he hugged his godfather back just as tightly. He gulped air into his lungs when the werewolf loosened his grip.

“What's happened since the battle?”

 

“Draco headed home after a fortnight. We've had to change houses five times, twice due to the Ministry trying to arrest us all and the others due to the Order. Dumbledore is desperate. Other than that everyone's healed and we've been trying to relax.” Remus explained and felt Harry relax more in his arms.

 

“I saw you fall.” Remus smiled and pulled Harry closer.

 

“I'm fine now cub. Got hit by a stunner of all things, friendly fire. I was revived in time to see you collapse so I've been a bit stressed.”

 

“So we were right about them wanting to arrest us for being Dark?” Harry asked and was answered by multiple nods.

“Joy. How soon can we head home?”

 

“As soon as I clear you for an international portkey. So back to your room.” Lan ordered and Harry sighed but obeyed.

 

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“Goodbye Moony.” Harry hugged the last Marauder tightly and then watched as he vanished.

 

“Cheer up Harry, now that the war's over you can visit and I doubt Richard would mind putting him up for a bit.” Harry nodded absently in agreement with Tim. He knew it wasn't that easy since Remus and Richard were both werewolves but despite everything the rest of the group still didn't know a lot about the bake stage politics of vampires and shifters. And for that Harry was glad, they deserved to keep some sort of innocence.

 

“So when are we leaving?” Harry asked but no one answered as Star flew through the door.

 

“Right now! Those stupid birds have found us again!” She yelled and they instantly went into action. Harry ran to his room and quickly packed it. He wasn't afraid of Dumbledore or any of the Order but he also didn't feel like dealing with the old man and his flunkies. He felt the wards tremble as he rejoined the others and then grabbed onto the portkey. It activated right as Dumbledore entered the room, wand drawn, but it was too late. They were all laughing as they landed in a forest.

 

“Did you see his face!” Josh managed to get out amidst his laughter and the others nodded.

 

“Where are we?” Harry asked, looking around.

 

“Home.”

 

TBC...

Short I know but hey it's an update.