Dream stays quiet while fiddling with his hand as he watches the conversation. He wanted to say something but felt like he wouldn't be heard and the fact that he liked what was going on.
He watched as Ginny was arguing with her mom.
"Mum, I want to!" wailed Ginny.
"NO!" shouted Mrs. Weasley, "I absolutely forbid —"
"Molly, you can't stop Fred and George," said Mr. Weasley wearily. "They are of age —"
"They're still at school —"
"But they're legally adults now," said Mr. Weasley in the same tired voice. "Dream, how old are you?"
"Eighteen," He replied instantly.
Mrs. Weasley looks at him. "Okay." She said while looking away. "I — oh, all right then, Fred and George can stay, but Ron —"
"Harry'll tell me and Hermione everything you say anyway!" said Ron hotly. "Won't — won't you?" he added uncertainly, meeting Harry's eyes.
For a second, it looked like Harry would say no, but then he spoke.
"'Course I will," Harry said. Ron and Hermione beamed.
"Fine!" shouted Mrs. Weasley. "Fine! Ginny — BED!"
Ginny did not go quietly. They could hear her raging and storming at her mother all the way up the stairs, and when she reached the hall Mrs. Black's earsplitting shrieks were added to the din.
Dream were impress of Ginny leaving a grand exit but the shrieking were getting on his nerves. It seemed Remus caught his movement because he had hurried off to the portrait to restore the calm. It was only after he had returned, closing the kitchen door behind him and taking his seat at the table again, that Sirius spoke.
"Okay, Harry . . . what do you want to know?"
Harry took a deep breath and asked the question that had been obsessing him for a month.
"Where's Voldemort? What's he doing? I've been trying to watch the Muggle news," he said, ignoring the renewed shudders and winces at the name, "and there hasn't been anything that looks like him yet, no funny deaths or anything —"
"That's because there haven't been any suspicious deaths yet," said Sirius, "not as far as we know, anyway .And we know quite a lot."
"More than he thinks we do anyway." Remus said
"How come he's stopped killing people?" Harry asked. He knew that Voldemort had murdered more than once in the last year alone.
"Because he doesn't want to draw attention to himself at the moment," said Sirius. "It would be dangerous for him. His comeback didn't come off quite the way he wanted it to, you see. He messed it up."
"Or rather, you messed it up for him," Remus said with a satisfied smile.
"How?" Harry asked perplexedly.
"You weren't supposed to survive!" said Sirius. "Nobody apart from his Death Eaters was supposed to know he'd come back. But you survived to bear witness."
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