Shadows and Orbs

Quick message on ages, they graduate at 17, so Harry is 17, Wyatt is 19 in this.

Chapter 10

"Hello, Remus," a voice sounded behind Remus who whirled around his amber eyes widening as they locked with emerald eyes.

"Harry?" Remus stuttered.

"Yes, Remus?" Harry answered, his green eyes fixed on the shocked man. Harry was a picture of calm, his hands beside him, black robes wrapped around him accentuating his lithe form and his black hair gently blowing in the breeze. His expression, though, bordered on amused and kind.

"Harry…" Remus muttered again and reached forward and patted Harry before snatching his hand back.

"You're real," Remus muttered and grabbed Harry once again.

Suddenly, Remus's eyes turned cold and he slammed Harry into the nearest wall, his hands gripping Harry tightly. Harry's eyes turned to shock and the verdant eyes gazed into Remus's angry amber gaze.

"You! You joined him!" Remus stated his voice in a harsh whisper.

"Joined who?" Harry asked titling his head to one side, his emerald eyes becoming cold and Harry could feel the darkness rising within.

"You-Know-Who! He murdered your parents, Harry, why?" Remus asked, his voice becoming forlorn.

"I never joined him, Remus," Harry stated quickly and Remus stumbled back in shock as fire danced over Harry's eyes transforming them to black. Harry moved away from the wall with one graceful step.

"Why would I need power when I already have it?" Harry questioned him allowed.

"Harry! I want to believe that you didn't join him, I really do, but all the facts show that you did," Remus told him sadly.

"And all the facts told you that Sirius was the one to betray my parents," Harry retorted his voice becoming cold and his black eyes gazing into the distance.

"You're right, Harry," Remus whispered with sadness.

"I did not join him!" Harry told the man, his eyes melting back to green.

"Okay, I'll believe that- but what about the take over of Azkaban and how come you're here?" Remus asked wary of his cub.

"I was only reclaiming my kingdom," Harry began, "Azkaban never belonged to Wizarding kind, and it has being taken from its true purpose."

"And what purpose is that?" Remus inquired.

"To be powerful, Azkaban is feared, as it should be, but for the wrong reason," Harry stated angrily shocking Remus at the passion behind his words.

"How are you here?" Remus asked, shock sinking into his being.

"I was always able to leave Azkaban. However, I didn't want to leave it, I was home," Harry whispered.

"Home?" Remus shouted.

"Quiet down," Harry demanded.

"Home?" Remus whispered heartbroken, "You're home is with us, Harry!"

"I never had a home, Remus, because the only place I would feel at home was too far for me to get to," Harry told the man, "however you are my family."

"Family! All these years we have being thinking that you joined him, Harry! That you killed someone- couldn't you have let us know the truth!" Remus demanded, tears beginning to appear within the amber eyes.

"I couldn't send word! I was busy learning and training myself, by tradition contact was not allowed until I reclaimed Azkaban," Harry told the man, though Remus could tell from his expression that Harry was indeed sorry he was not able to send word.

"Why are you here now?" Remus wondered, "why now?"

"Because contact is allowed and because you need to be healed," Harry told him. He then grabbed Remus's hand and in black orbs the two disappeared.

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Ron Weasley genuinely cared for his girlfriend, he may appear to be clueless but he was a chess player, meaning he was good at strategy. He was good at observing- and the small child he observed on the train his first year of Hogwarts was his ticket out of his brothers' shadows. He planned to become the best friend of Harry Potter- however Ron didn't plan on becoming the best friend of Harry Potter- he was not Ron Weasley- he was the best friend of Harry Potter. Ron had lost count of the times that he would be called 'Harry Potter's best friend'. Even Dobby called him his Harry Potter's Wheezy. They hadn't remembered his name. It seemed he had gotten out from his brothers shadows only to end up in Harry's.

Ron cared about Harry, in his own way, he cared of the attention that the black haired teen brought to the red head, he cared about the help Harry gave him in DADA, he cared about the Quidditch matches Harry won- so he could shove it in Malfoy's face. Everything he liked about Harry was something that brought attention to him- something that allowed the red head to look good.

When Harry was taken to Azkaban people began to see him as Ron Weasley- boyfriend of Hermione Granger- former best mate of Harry Potter. Things began to go right; although the Twins had left him behind- with money Harry had given them and made a name and career for themselves. He was often known as 'the Twins' brother'. He knew his brothers were amassing quite the fortune thanks to their business but Ron had yet to see a Knut of it. Well, except for some dress robes when they first were starting out.

Ron, Ginny and their parents had yet to see any money that the Twins earned- Bill and Charlie would often spend lavishly when they could afford it on their younger siblings on birthdays and Christmas. Fred and George earned more than Bill and Charlie and they had yet to see anything from the twins.

They had bought an apartment just outside Diagon Alley in the Muggle World, they never invited the family around and they didn't know the password to their Floo connection so they could not call the Twins. If they went to the shops they were often too busy to see them. They were being selfish- they could help Hermione out with her fees or Ginny with her case.

Loosing Harry Potter had been the best thing that had happened. However, loosing the Twins was one of the worst.

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Fred and George Flooed home and fell out of the fireplace, crashing into one another when the green flame spat them from the fireplace.

"Graceful as ever," a voice drawled from the doorway to the bedroom. They stood up brushing the soot from their clothes and grinned at the young man who was stood there.

"Draco!" they both yelled out and swept forward to hug the silver haired man who hugged them both back.

"Have fun at work?" Draco asked as he was pulled over to the sofa and sat down, a twin on each side of him.

"Yes, we finally completed the legal forms for the new building in Cairo, we owled them to Bill this afternoon," Fred said while wrapping an arm around his silver snake.

"I filled out some job applications for the Ministry," Draco informed them.

"We have enough money to support you," George told him, neither twin wanted Draco to be working, they wanted him at home safe- especially with Voldemort lurking around.

They discovered last year that Draco was a Veela, who came into his inheritance at 16, and that they were his mates. It was unusual for a Veela to have two mates, however, twins were said to be one soul split in half, which could explain it. The twins were okay with having Draco as a mate, they had soon discovered that while Draco was cunning, mean and somewhat evil he was also powerful, passionate about what he believed in (which were not his father's beliefs) and smart.

They had not told their family, which was why they never invited the family over, much to their disappointment. They had only agreed to the mating once Draco explained that he would die otherwise. Yet Fred and George had fallen for the Slytherin Prince unexpectedly and soon were acting as any other dominant would have- protecting their submissive.

"Luna came by earlier, said something about Night and Day, not sure what she was on about. Might be an idea to call Sirius," Draco told them while leaning into Fred.

"Day and Night?" George pondered while brushing one of Draco's silver locks from the smaller man's eyes.

"Yes, that is what she said," Draco said, his grey eyes looking at his mates.

Suddenly the flames flared and they looked to see Sirius's head looking at them, a panicked expression on his face.

"Sirius, what's wrong?" Fred and George asked at the same time while dropping from the sofa and kneeling on the floor, Draco stood behind them.

"It's Remus, he's missing!"

TBC…

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And a new pairing has being revealed! I hope you like it.