A cub in Love.

Chapter 26

Harry walk up slowly, looking up at Hermione who was still reading her book, nearly finished with it. Harry slipped his hand between her and the book and she smiled. "I...hate to ask, but...you know something light to eat?" Harry asked. "Of course! Draco ended up falling asleep when he laid the toddlers down, how...is he pregnant?" Hermione asked, as Harry slowly sat up. "It's...not fully known...it's only happened a few times." Harry said watching Hermione get to her feet and pulled Harry's to his. "You sound sleepy still, maybe after lunch you should rest more?" Hermione suggested and Harry shrugged his shoulders. "Maybe, maybe not. I'm thinking of a run, maybe?" Harry replied. "Only if you take me with you." Hermione smiled lightly. "Sure."

Harry felt that, fatherly kiss, on the top of his head by the sleepy Remus who was just waking up after his long fourteen sleep. "Moony, I'm fine." Harry half whined, but was thankful. Even if he didn't always act like it. "Fight it all you want, you're still my baby. Even if your parents are here." Partners? Did they find Lily? "You talk as if-" Remus smiled lightly, even if it was backed by a little pain. "Neither one are in good health. Your mother is better then him, but unlikely to ever really be able to work...Much like myself. There's plenty of room. Glad we got such a big place." He replied and Harry took a slow bite of his sandwich. Unsure if he really should even try and talk to him. Harry was still a monster, it was his- "Stop that, Harry." Remus said and Harry let out a sigh. Harry just grabbed Hermione wrist, leaving his sandwich half ate.

The weather was starting to get cold, rather then cool, but it really didn't bother the wolf. Harry threw his jacket over Hermione's shoulders and she gripped his arm lightly, as they continue to walk. "Are...you sure you aren't cold?" She asked and her smiled. "I'm sure. How come you weren't at school?" He asked and she sigh. "My parents told me if I wanted to keep her, I had to prove I could take care of her. They love her, they do and me, but they don't believe being fifteen...I should raise her. I had to prove myself...so I had to drop out of school to work the max I can at my age, babysit and do my little projects on weekend. I'm trying to get enrolled in homeschool, but...my father won't sign the paperwork. Says I'll just have to wait...I can kept up with it, I have to!" She half upset herself and Harry frown. "Let me see what Pads can do. I'm sure he'd be willing to help. Draco loves the kids, be good for him." Harry commented on. "Hey, little James." Said a woman, early to late middle aged, form behind.

Harry turned, to face the woman. "Can...I help you with something?" Harry asked, rasing an eyebrow. "Lily...never come back form the game, her memories aren't well. I seem them talking to her." Harry hesitate his answer, but sighed. "I'll pass the message along your worried. You are?" Harry asked. "Patty, she calls me Patty." She replied. "I'll have your message past to her, she's resting last I heard." Harry said, going to turn around, but the girl holding onto his arm, kept him still. "You...haven't spoke to her, little James." Harry shrugged his shoulders. "The name's Harry. No, I haven't talked to her. It is really your business?" Harry sounded almost annoyed. She shook her head lightly. "Just please have her contact me." Was the last she said, before she stepped back inside her small two door car.

Harry and Hermione made it to a park, but the smell came strong. That fear smell, coming off the girl on his arm. His once again best friend. She understood what happened, and didn't blame him. She was lonely. Her daughter was just a baby, nobody she could talk to. "Can we go back home, please?" She whispered and Harry shook his head. "Five seconds, I'll be sure he doesn't-" Hermione quickly shook his head. "Please don't, Harry.  I don't know what he'd do if he ever found out about you. Please, please." She begged and even if he tried to muffle it, he let out a tiny growl, before he turned around with her holding tightly into his arm. However, they didn't get far. Hermione hoped he didn't see them, but he did.

"Harry, long time." He said as if he hasn't spend the last year and half making Hermione's life crap. "Do you think I'm stupid, Ronald?" Harry hissed, breaking Hermione's grip form his arm. He turned facing the red hair boy who stood with his arms crossed now. "Oh, chill. I never once actually touched her." He spoke, before letting out a groan. Harry's hand was around his throat and his back was pend hard against the tree. "You haven't the slightly idea of what I can do to you." Harry growled in his ear. "Have you gone mad!?" He struggled to say. "Potter! He isn't worth it!" Pansy Parkinson, Draco's best friend who knew what Harry was, was standing by the tree. Looking at Harry. Harry opened his mouth to object. "No. Sirius will kick your ass and you know that! You are just getting back to yourself and that low life isn't worth it. Take her home!" She said and after a moment of hestation, Harry let go.
Harry didn't say a word, he really REALLY wanted to just maul his worthless ass, but his thoughts were caught short by the sobbing of the girl beside him. He locked a very protective arm around her. "Shh. We'll help you. I promise." Harry said, and they made the walk back to the house. Slowly. Harry wasn't fully ready to go back home.