I came down to make Harry breakfast in bed and have become totally distracted by this article in the Daily Prophet. I don't know if should kill Fred and George or laugh"Morning, Mate."I jump at the sound of Harry's voice and try to quickly fold up the Prophet. "Morning, Harry," I hate the squeak in my voice. "Are we going to try the wand today?""I need food," Harry grins and straddles me in the chair. "Someone wore me out last night and I've worked up quite an appetite."I blush and roll my eyes. "Mate that last time was your idea," I grin at him and waggle my eyebrows. "I have to admit that feeling your Quiddtich gloves on my cock was brilliant."I pull him in for a kiss and try to stuff the Prophet into the rubbish bin. He pulls away and arches his eyebrow, "Why are you trying to hide the Prophet from me?"I blush and move it out of his reach, "I'm not.""You are too," Harry frowns and reaches for it.The chair spills backwards as he shifts his weight on my lap. We fall into a heap on the floor and he grabs the Prophet from my had. He reads quickly, his eyes scanning the page, and I watch as they widen and his mouth falls open. "Fred and George," I mutter. "Got us into a bit of a--""Lavender Brown! Me and Lavender Brown!""Better than Eloise," I mutter and shift underneath him. "Maybe Lavender will send you a necklace."
"And maybe you'll never get shagged again," I tell him grinding into him and standing quickly. Smiling down at him I offer him my hand."You'd give this up?" He stands and tries to take the article away from me again but I sidestep him and run for the door."Catch up old man!" I make it just past the kitchen door before my legs and arms snap to attention and I see myself falling and somehow cast a cushion charm before breaking my nose on the ground. I break the hex and he stops mid-run and gapes."How did you do that?"I shrug and step toward him. "Wand training then?" I try to grope him and he steps pushes my hand out of the way."Not THAT wand," he says and I chuckle."We can train with that one later," I say with a wink and smile when he blushes. Merlin, I love when he blushes like that! I'm slightly sore from last night and after the body bind and run, my legs are slightly shaky, but I feel great otherwise. Being with him, having him here in person, is wonderful!"Are you feeling alright? Maybe I should check you over once more, just in case.""If you want to see me naked, you only have to ask," I say pulling my shirt over my head and heading inside with a chuckle."You have a one-track mind, Harry!"
We head back into the kitchen and I take my wand out to exam Harry. He's right he's still a bit fatigued and I can get slight reading on his blood pressure which is a tiny bit low. "You need to eat," I frown and wave my wand at the refrigerator. "Protein and a bit of fiber.""Ron--""Don't Ron me, Harry," I frown and summon my bag. "I'm going to take your temperature and if it's elevated we put off wand practice.""I'm fine!" Harry pounds his fist on his chest. "Fit as a hippogriff."I grab my bag and pull stuff the thermometer in his mouth. "Quiet Harry," I mutter and set to work making breakfast. "Pretend it's a lolly."
I'd rather pretend it's your cock, I think and keeping my gaze fixed on him, I pull the thermometer out of my mouth with a loud slurp and shove it back in my mouth when he wheels around and glares at me."Keep your lips wrapped around that thermometer, Harry."I am! See? I smile at the thought and slide the thermometer back and forth between my pursed lips, pushing it out with the tip of my tongue and sucking it back into my mouth."You're impossible!" He sets the frying pan down on the stove and bends to pick up the dishtowel on the floor, his pyjama bottoms framing his arse perfectly. I whimper and try not to swallow the thermometer as he sets the tea kettle to boil with the tap of his wand. "If we're going to practice with the wand, you need to focus, Harry."I am focused! On the crack of his arse that I want to run my tongue through. He pulls the thermometer from my mouth quickly and frowns when he looks at it. He touches my forehead and I smile."You're a little warm, but the temperature's slightly higher in this room," he says turning around to open the kitchen window. He stretches to reach the latch and his body is one stretched line that seems to go forever and-- he's reaching for me and telling me to go on, kill Voldemort but I can't just leave him there, he's reaching for me--"Harry!" he snaps his fingers and I shake my head."Do you want pumpkin juice or tea?""Er, pumpkin juice," I answer swallowing visibly. What the hell was that?
I turn around to set the pumpkin juice in front of Harry and I notice he's visibly pale. His hand shakes slightly when he picks up the glass and I freeze."Harry? Was it him? Is he near?""No," Harry swallows hard and takes a long drink of his pumpkin juice. "It was you--when you leaned the room changed and you were telling me to go on and go after Voldemort."I run a hand through my hair and frown, "That's a new one. Do you think the image was fed to you?"Harry shakes his head, "No, it was real but...it's odd don't you think?"I turn towards the stove and put his food on a plate. I make myself one and set it down in front of him. He picks up his fork and I consider my words carefully. "Harry," I take a bite of breakfast. "Do you think I should start training with you as soon as possible?""Well we need to start with the wand," Harry says firmly. "There was power in that wand and we need to harness it.""Without draining us," I nod. "So we practice and you'll talk to Mrs. Tonks right?"
"Yeah," I answer lost in thought. Was that a vision? I can't have visions, can I?"Do you think we'll be able to harness the power in the wand," he says shoving a huge spoonful of eggs into his mouth, "without any side effects?"I shrug and push my food around the plate with my fork. "We'll have to start out slow, simple spells first I s'pose to see.""Harry, you need to eat," he says pushing the plate toward me. I didn't even realise I'd pushed the plate away from me."Sorry," I said taking a bite of scrambled eggs. "My training sessions are pretty intense," I warn him."Alohomora's not very intense, Harry.""No, I mean," I say around mouthfuls of food, "with Mrs Tonks."I can feel his eyes on me and I concentrate on devouring my plate, contents and all, rather than looking into his eyes."You're going to talk to her, right?"I wipe my mouth with my napkin and sighing, I look up. The fierce determination in that gaze is enough to dispel any fears at that moment. So what if the training is intense? I need him there. "You might not like it.""I don't like degnoming the garden either," he says with a shrug and taking another bite into his mouth, "but it's the only way to get rid of the pests."Nodding, I take a swig of the pumpkin juice. "Alright then," I tell him, "I'll talk to her."
"You'll talk to her as soon as you see her again?" I insist and he nods before swallowing his Pumpkin Juice. "I want to be sure to be there as soon as possible.""Right," Harry sets his napkin down. "As soon as I see her."I wave my wand and send his plate and mind to the sink. I wave it again and start the dishes washing before standing up. "Are we ready to start with the wand?" I ask and run a hand through my hair. "I'll just go get it.""Hold on a moment," Harry rubs the back of his neck and frowns. "How the hell did the wand get here?""Remus asked Dad to take a look at it. I asked Dad to take his time.""Why are you in such a hurry to do this?" Harry asks as he leaned back in his chair slightly. "I don't understand what the rush is.""Harry," I pause looking for the right words. "There was a power in that wand when we held it. I...I felt like Ginny and Hermione were with us and well..."
I stand and walk around to him, lifting his chin and kissing his lips gently."I understand," I whisper. "I miss them too.""It's more than that, Harry!" He stands quickly and rakes his fingers through his hair. "It's like they're trying to tell us something. Trying to help us," he says looking down at his feet. "You think I'm mental, don't you?""Nutters," I say smiling at him. "Well, go on then," I say. "We should get started."
I stand up and give him a grin, "I'll be right back with the wand. I imagine we'll want to do this outside! You'll need your jacket!""Ron--"I've already started up the stairs to mum and dad's room when I hear him shout from the kitchen."I don't need a bloody jacket! I'm not sick!""You need a jacket," I call back and summon his as I take the next set of stairs two at a time. "It's chilly out."I rush into my parents room and yank open the wardrobe to grab the wand case from the shelf. I feel the box vibrate slightly when I pick it up and I rush back downstairs with Harry's jacke and the wand in my hand."You're panting," Harry grins. "Getting out of shape?""You thought my shape was fine last night," I waggle my eyebrows and chuck his jacket at him. "We should start with something simple, yeah?""Yeah, maybe a First Year Spell."We head out the back door and I open the box as soon as we reach the garden. Maybe my mind is playing tricks on me but there seems to be a glow around the wand."Harry?" I whisper when I notice him staring at the wand. "Harry?""Weird," Harry mutters. "It seems to be glowing.""Right," I swallow hard. "Are you ready?"
I touch the wand and I feel the vibration run through my body. "Odd," I breathe and look at Ron. "It seems to be vibrating."Ron lays his hand over mine and I feel a surge of power so strong that it slams through my body almost driving me to me knees because I don't expect it. "Ron?""I didn't do it.""This is," I whisper and feel powering quicering through my fingertips. "Amazing.""We should try a spell," Ron insist. "Something simple. Come on Harry we'll do it together."I think for several minutes and take a deep breath, my fingers close around the wand, and I see Ron searching for something to practice on. "How about we shrink Dad's workshop?"I arch my eyebrow and wonder at the safety of that. I give him a quick nod, it almost seems irreverant to talk while I'm holding the wand, and he joins my side. "A simple Reductor spell?" I ask."Reckon that should be safe enough," he replies. "On three?""One..." I say softly and feel Ron's hand close around mine. "Two..."The wand quivers and I feel incredible power rushing through me. "Three...""Reductor!" We shout in unison and red light erupts from the end of the wand.
Blinding red lights shoots from the wand and I watch the workshop become totally engulfed in magic. There shed explodes, the force sending Harry and I flying across the back yard, and we land in a heap next to several gnomes who poke me in the head and grunt."Bloody fuck," I groan and watch the sky begin to spin. "What the hell was that?"Harry's silent, his shoulders shake, and I look over at him to see he's laughing."You..workshop...blown up..." he wheezes and I pull my wand from my pocket to run it over him. "You...flew... workshop...Aunt Marge..."His vitals check out fine but I think the fall as addled his brain. "Harry?""That," Harry sits up and wipes his eyes. "Funny.""Harry," Remus calls out from across the grounds. "I wouldn't define that as funny.""Oh come on Remus," Tonks laughs. "Watching them fly about like fairies was quite amusing.""Don't encourage the two of them, Tonks.""Shite!" I mutter under my breath. "We're in big trouble.""Hi ya, Remus," Harry begins his voice trailing off when Remus frowns. "Boys," Remus shakes his head. "I thought that I could trust you. I thought you were more responsible than this.""What I want to know," Tonks grins. "Is who made the polyjuice and who took your place at the Minister's ceremony?"
"You knew?" I ask, awestruck and suddenly not finding very much funny as Remus stands there with his arms crossed and his eyebrow twitching."Of course I knew," Tonks says walking around Remus to stand in front of Ron and I, her hands on her hips. "I knew just now... when you confessed.""We did not confess!" Ron says throwing his hands up and letting out an exasperated sigh."So why did you do it? So you could shag all night?" Tonks asks looking around the back yard. "I don't see Arthur or Molly around," she says with a smirk."And I don't believe Arthur will be pleased to see his workshop blown up," Remus adds. The disapproving tone and the look of disappointment on his face hurts almost as much as the time we caused Arthur to face that inquiry at work in second year.Ron walks over to where the shed once stood and rubs the back of his neck, likely thinking of how to explain this to Arthur."We can say the twins were working on a new potion," I think to say."Harry, we didn't just blast the shed," Ron says bending to pick something up from among the ashes. "We just shrank it a little too much." He holds his hand out to me and I try to look at what he's pointing at in his palm, but I have to squint to see the incredibly tiny shed."There's no way your Dad's going to be able to work in there," I say with a smirk and I shrug my shoulders when he gives me a pointed look.
"Remus," I hand him the shed and he sets it back on the ground. "Why don't you enlarge it."Remus gives me a look and crosses his arms over his chest and raises his eyebrow. "What? You want us to use the wand again?""Ron--""Blimey, Remus that makes no sense! You saw what we did with a simple Reductor charm."Remus studies me closes for a moment. He looks at Tonks who shrugs her shoulders and shakes her finger at me. "Weasley," she sighs. "We need to see the effects on you and Harry. Remus will have chocolate for you.""Remus," Harry chimes it. "It's really draining to use the wand why is that?"Remus turns his attention to Harry and replies, "I believe that it's because of the residual power of Hermione and Ginny. It didn't react the same way when Arthur and I tested it. It actually only produced a weak tickling charm on Tonks.""So," I run my hand through my hair. "Their magic is connected to ours? Why?"Harry hangs his head and whispers, "Because they sacrificed themselves for us."
"It's much more than that Harry," Remus says, putting a hand on my shoulder. "Your connection to them was based on love. Your love for Ginny," he says looking at me, "and your love for Hermione."I couldn't look at Ron. I couldn't look at him and yet I knew that he was probably avoiding looking at me too."But... why would... I mean I know Harry's powerful but...""Don't say it," I tell him angrily. "Don't you DARE say you're not powerful or even think of saying that it's because of Hermione's power that you were able to...""I wasn't going to say that!" He looked up at me angrily. "And how do YOU know what I'm thinking?""Because I know you," I spit out. "Why are we fighting?""Could it be a residual effect?" I hear Tonks ask Remus."Perhaps," Remus replies."Interesting," she answers and my anger spills over."So glad to know we're such a fucking interesting case study.""Why are YOU so bloody angry?" Ron asks. "I'm the one that blew up Dad's shed.""You didn't blow it up, you just shrank it." I hear myself say in an angry tone."Oi, Potter!" Tonks calls out. "What's got your knickers in a twist?""He's in love," Remus says rubbing his chin. "You're manifesting Ginny's anger just as Ron's manifesting Hermione's insecurities.""I'm mani-what?" Am I in love? Ginny... I'm sorry. I can't even look over at him right now.
"Hold on," I say raising my hand and waving it about. "Hermione wasn't insecure."Harry huffs and crosses his arms over his chest, "Oh yes she was! Why do you think she always had to be right. She was insecure about everything.""I'm not insecure," I wave my hand again. "I just am not that powerful of a wizard. My spellwork is a bit shabby--""Ron," Tonks chimes in. "Healer Redmond told me about your work at St. Mungo's. There is nothing shabby about your spellwork.""The point is that both of you are going to have to control your emotions," Remus frowns. "What ever Ginny and Hermione were feeling when they used their wands you're going to feel. What ever the other is feeling you're going to feel.""What!" Harry shouts. "Well that defeats the whole purpose of my training with Mrs. Tonks!""Not really," Tonks says thoughtfully. "What Mum is teaching you is to seperate your self from your mind. It stands to reason that you would seperate yourself from your true feelings.""I can't do that," I say softly. "I have--well it's just that--" I rub the back of my neck. "So if Harry is angry and full of hate for Voldemort then I'll be same?"Remus nods, "But I don't believe you can destroy hate with hate.""I have to hate don't I?" Harry explodes and I can almost see the fear and anger radiating off him. "It's the only way I can cast an Unforgivable."
"That's not exactly true Harry," Remus says drawing his wand. "You have an awful lot of hate coursing through your veins right now, don't you?""Remus what are you doing?" Tonks asks cautiously."You're angry, aren't you Harry?" Remus taunts me."Don't do this, Professor.""I'm not your Professor anymore, Harry. You're pretty angry about your situation aren't you?" He steps forward and takes a dueling stance."Remus!" Tonks hisses."Harry?" I hear Ron but he sounds distant even though I know he's just behind me. My anger is rising and I don't know why. "Harry, we have to set the shed right before Dad gets home.""Harry won't be able to set anything right in his current state. Will you, Harry?" Remus steps forward and I raise my wand quickly. Several spells come to mind and I mentally prepare for combat."You're thinking of ways to disarm me but somewhere," he says taking another step toward me, "somewhere deep inside, you want to see just how far you can let your anger take you. Don't you, Harry?""Remus!" I hear Tonks but she sounds distant too."Harry, what are you doing?" I hear Ron somewhere behind me, but he sounds miles away. My full concentration is on Professor Lupin... no... Remus... wielding a wand... raised at me... he's going to cast a curse... shield? deflect? disarm? destroy?"HARRY!!! NOOOOOO!!!" I hear the scream behind me and feel Ron tackling me to the ground as my wand flies into Remus' hand and my world goes black.
"What the fuck are you doing, Professor," I shout and level my wand at him. "What the fuck!""Ron--""Do you not realize he was just injured!" I shout and roll Harry over. "What the bloody fuck were you thinking, Remus?""Do you kiss your mother with that mouth, Weasley," Tonks ask and I glare at her. "I can't believe you don't understand--""I understand perfectly," I snarl and wave my wand over Harry to check his vitals. "He was angry and you provoked him! While the hell would you do that Remus!""Ron..." Harry blinks several times as I enervate him. "I think...""Don't try and talk, Harry," I growl. "I'll handle this!""Ron--""No, I won't stand for them treating you like this! You are not a fucking toy for their enjoyment!"
I come to and find Ron running his wand over me. Remus has a smirk on his face as he watches me come to and the anger radiating from Ron is almost palpable. He looks damn sexy when he's angry!"Ron--" I touch his face and he stops his rant to look down at me."You alright?"I nod and sit up with his help."What happened?" he asks quietly. "You looked like you were about to hex Remus.""I nearly cast an unforgivable, then I heard you scream and I came to.""Scream? I didn't scream.""You did... you told me to not to do it and you tackled me to the ground.""Yes, but I didn't scream.""It was more of a holler," Remus says handing me chocolate. "Screaming is more a girl reaction."Tonks shoves him and he laughs. "I've heard you scream," she starts to say and with a look from Remus she smirks then stops talking."What happened to me, Remus?""I think the wand has residual effects left over from Hermione and Ginny. A wand is just as much a part of a witch and wizard as their magic is. If you plan to use it, you'll need to continue to train with Mrs Tonks to curtail it's effects. Your own feelings, insecurities and emotions will get mixed with those left in the wand. But it's not anything you two can't tackle together." He laughs and Ron gives him a look."Very funny," Ron says and helps me stand. "Now, if you two don't mind, I need to tend to Harry and find a way to get that shed back to normal...""We can try to enlarge it together," I say and Ron shakes his head."No way! You're not using that wand until I know you're okay.""I like it when you worry about me," I tell him with a smile. "But, if your Dad finds his shed gone...""Remus? You can't...?" Ron asks hopefully and Remus shakes his head."Try it together," he says. "And concentrate on each other... not the spell... or the wand... or the shed."
"I'm not sure about this," I mutter and look at Harry. "Mate, you were just knocked out--"Harry rolls his eyes, "Mum, I'm fine. Now the sooner we do this the sooner we can go flying. We've still go two days and we're going to Hogwarts tomorrow.""All right then." I'm not mothering him I'm just concerned.Despite my uneasy feeling and the butterflies in my stomach I wrap my hand around Harry's and the wand. I take a deep breath and say a brief prayer to Merlin that we don't mess this up.Remus sets Dad's workshop down and I exhale slowly. Harry shivers and I feel his body tremble against mine as we both level the wand at the shed. I concentrate hard on simply enlarging it and I feel the magic flowing through me, over me, and it surrounds Harry and I."Engorgio!" The shed begins growing and keeps growing. It adds a second level, sprouts a terrace balcony, and as wand shakes in our hand we watch as it finally haults."Bloody hell," I whimper as the wand burns our hands. "Bloody hell."We sink to the ground panting and I hold out my hand to Remus. He looks at the blisters that formed on my palm and when Harry turnes his hand over he's got the exact same mark."Remus?" Harry whispers. "What is all this?""I'm not completely sure, Harry," Remus helps Harry stand and Tonks summons a bandage to cover the blister. "I don't want you to heal that. I want Madam Pomfrey to look at it tomorrow.""Can we go flying now, Harry?""Hold on a moment," Harry insists. "What do you mean you're not sure? You said--""It's a theory, Harry." Remus replies. "Nothing more. I want you to talk to Dumbledore's portrait.""But--" I begin."No buts, now eat your chocolate and go fly," Remus says and takes Tonks hand. "We're having lunch with Andromeda today. I'll be back in the morning to escort you to Hogwarts."Remus and Tonks Apparate and I look over at Harry. "What the hell is all this?" I sigh. "I don't know, Ron," Harry lifts his hand to my cheek. "I just don't know and if you don't want to do this I understand.""I'm in this all the way, Harry," I say softly. "I'm with you all the way--no matter what.""Then lets go fly," Harry kisses me softly and helps me to my feet. "Remus took the wand."I shake my head slowly and pull him towards the broomshed. I wonder what I'm going to tell my dad.