Chapter 20 Shattered Hearts

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The summer passed on in the intense heat of a drought that had residence of Privet Drive hiding from the heat. Harry was wondering around the neiberhood when he ran into his cousin Dudley, who was on his way home from beating up yet another ten year old. The two boys were walking through a dark alley, when the night around them grew darker, and cold as ice.

Before they knew it two dementors attacked them. Dudley tried to run, and slid in a patch of mud. Landing hard on his back. Harry scrambled to find where his wand had fallen to in the darkness. Just as he reached it he began to feel the effects of the dementor who was attacking him. He tried to cast his patronus charm three times and failed. He was about to give up when a vivid picture of his friends and his god-father flooded his mind, and the silver stag erupted from the tip of his wand. The dememtor who was attacking him flew off, and then he turned his patronus onto the one that was attacking his cousin, and sent it flying away as well. After being helped home by Mrs. Figg, who turned out to be a squib, he found himself being questioned by his uncle and aunt, who were furious.

After Mundungus Fletcher alerted the order of the phoenix to the Dementor's attack on Harry Potter, he spent the next hour being yelled at by Eden and Sirius Black for leaving his post there by leaving Harry defenseless and forced to fight off the dementors alone.

"You, fat oaf, I should give you the most royal ass kicking of your life," screamed Sirius angrily as Eden paced the room quietly fuming with rage.

"Kick his ass, kick his ass, you may not know how to be cruel, my love, but I will do far more to the fool than simply kick his ass if any harm comes to Harry," snarled Eden angrily as she spun on him and drew her wand. Sensing the danger that Mundungus was now in, Sirius walked calmly over to his enraged wife and gently took her wand from her hand.

"Eden, Harry is alright. Don't hurt Mundungus yet, let Dumbledore deal with him, darling," he said as he placed a tender kiss on her lips to calm her down.

"Fine, I'll leave him to Dumbledore," said Eden as she pulled away from Sirius and stormed to the door of the sitting room. "Get him out of my sight for a while, otherwise, I can't promise that I won't hurt him," she said as she left the room slamming the door behind her.

Soon Mad-eye Moody and a few other members of the order were preparing to go and get Harry on Dumbledore's orders. Eden paced the floor of the tapestry room nervously ringing her hands. "Eden, darling, please stop. You're going to wear a hole in the floor," said Sirius as he entered the room with Dumbledore. Dumbledore crossed the room and examined the tapestry of the Black family tree carefully, while Sirius tried to calm Eden.

"This is interesting," he said as he ran his hand over the embroidered picture of Eden beside the one of Sirius on the tapestry.

"What's interesting?" asked Eden distractedly.

"Have either of you noticed the changes to this tapestry since you got married?" asked Dumbledore calmly. Sirius and Eden walked over to the tapestry hanging on the wall, and gazed at it in amazement.

"How in Merlin's name did Harry's picture get onto the tapestry?" asked Eden in shock.

"Well, my dear Eden it also shows that Severus is your brother and his uncle," said Dumbledore. "My guess is that it is enchanted and will show any relatives who are related by blood to any member of the black family. It is too soon for Harry to know the truth about his lineage, however. I suggest that this room be locked off from him for the time being," said Dumbledore as he turned to face the stunned couple.

"So, if now is not the time for Harry to know the truth, when is?" asked Sirius with a frown on his face.

"Because of Voldemort, I am afraid that he must be kept in the dark about the fact that you are his mother, Eden. If the Dark Lord gets wind of the fact that you are most certainly not dead, you may well lose your life," said Dumbledore calmly.

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