How to Prevent a War

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*In which the author gets off her lazy ass and does something productive*

How many of you thought this story was dead? Hah! Proved you guys wrong huh? It's been a long time since I posted another chapter and I'm really sorry about that. I just couldn't find any inspiration or energy to continue. But I've found it again! So you won't have to wait that long again for the next one, I promise!

Harry woke up to a lot of commotion. There were voices buzzing around him, all whispering and talking through each other. A bright light shone over him, blinding him, and he had a massive headache, as if he was clobbered by a troll. Adding to all that, his mouth felt like dry cotton and his tongue was swollen up and tender. He vaguely remembered biting it...

"Harry? Are you awake?" he heard a gentle, familiar voice ask him.

Harry blinked a few times and looked to the side of his bed, finding Remus sitting there holding his hand in his as he looked down at him with a worried expression on his pale face.

"Pup? Oh, thank Merlin!" Sirius exclaimed, making Harry wince at the volume.

Harry looked around himself, finding only those two next to his bed, both looking extremely relieved.

"... What happened?" he asked tiredly.

"You disappeared," Sirius replied, still looking panicky and worried.

"The whole school was in a panic and the ministry sent several Aurors to help us look," Remus spoke.
"Then all of a sudden, there was enormous surge of magical power at the Shack, and there you and Tom were!"

Harry smiled weakly at that and moved his arm to grab Remus' hand in his own.

"Well, we're back now, so everything is alright," he said.

"No it's not!" Sirius shouted wide-eyed.
"Harry, you were kidnapped by Voldemort! You were out for two weeks!"

Harry froze at those words. Not the part about Voldemort. He remembered that part more than well enough to have night terrors about it for years to come. The part that had his heart stutter and his veins freeze.

"T-two weeks?" he asked softly.
"I've been out for two whole weeks?!"

"Yeah! Listen, Harry, I know you really like Tom, but you have to admit that this is all really suspicious," Sirius continued, ignoring Harry's distress.
"He takes you out of the safety of Hogwarts and almost instantly, you end up kidnapped and tortured? It's really suspicious."

Harry forgot his horror about his position as it was replaced by anger. He glared at Sirius, who's mouth snapped shut at the sight of his pissed off godson.

"Tom saved me," he growled out.
"He saved me and hid me, he even took out the-"

"Harry. You're awake."

Harry's eyes widened and his head snapped over to the entrance of the hospital wing. Tom stood there, smiling softly at him as he approached.

"Tom," Remus greeted tensely.
"Shouldn't you be in class?"

"I had a terrible headache and asked Professor Tonks if I could ask for a pain relieving potion," Tom replied coolly.
"But now that I see that Harry is awake, could you two please give us a few moments to talk in private?"

"What do you have to talk to my godson about that I can't hear?" Sirius asked suspicious.

"Sirius, please," Harry sighed.
"You never had an issue with it before."