They Returned ~ AU HP fan fiction ~ The Marauders Return

Chapter 10 - The press and threats

Even three days after the news was announced all the newspaper headlines (including the Quibbler's) were talking about was the prophecy and the people who returned. Harry was starting to miss the  days of boring news where his and all of his family and friends' photos were not staring at him in the face. He couldn't even go out anymore. The press were like a flock of seagulls surrounding food (which in this case was gossip and news - particularly about Harry and his family) and they wouldn't leave him alone. He couldn't even go out anymore (not even to the corner shop across the road which was run by a friendly wizard named Bazzar - he didn't have any other names, at least no body knew about any other names) without being bombarded by photographers, journalists and other crazy people who wanted his opinion on the matter. He had tested this out. Yesterday he was going out for a bottle of milk and some snacks and he was crossing the road when a relatively nice person came up to him. Harry was perfectly sure that they had good intentions but the problem was that this attracted attention and attention meant being engulfed, once more, by a flock of the seagull-journalists. 

At least Harry was used to this kind of attention. Not everyone else was coping with it so well. The Weasley's weren't exactly used to this kind of attention but they put up with it pretty well. Tonks, as a more outgoing person, also handled the press quite well. James and Sirius were popular in school so this wasn't too different - it was just on a larger scale. Lily was having some trouble but she could cope quite well with staying indoors all the time. 

Remus however was a slightly different problem. He was a lone wolf and he had been living in solitude for about 10 years and even after that he'd been living with a select group of friends. The fact that he was a werewolf generally meant that people stayed away from him. Hovever now they were doing exactly the opposite. People coming up to him petrified him. He was worried that he would, as he put it, 'hurt them'. People had tried to convince him otherwise but he was having none of it. It had gotten better over time but it would take at least three more days befor he would be relatively comfortable. 

The press aside everyone was living their best lives. Harry finally had a family and all of his older friends had come back into his life - he was catching up on all that he had missed in his childhood. Everyone was ecstatic to have Fred back. The auror department was happy to have so many new members (even though they didn't really need them, it was good to have them just in case), Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes was thriving and Hogwarts was doing better than ever with both Dumbledore and McGonagall in charge. 

That was until they started receiving death threats. 

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It was a peaceful Monday afternoon when Ginny Potter received an owl. She didn't recognise the owl and wondered who it was from but the  she saw the mark indicating that it was an owl from the post office (one that you could hire to send a letter if you didn't have an owl of your own). The writing on the front read The Potters, friends and family and was in a neat script that Ginny didn't recognise. She opened the seal and her eyes went wide, she gasped and immediately went pale. The letter read:

To The Potter family and friends.

I have heard about the return of your friends and I wish to make it known that these people do not deserve the luxury of living. They deserve to rot in hell alongside you you dirty mudbloods, half bloods and blood traitors and worst of all the werewolf. 

Your actions should have been condemned not celebrated.

So I have made it my mission to seek you out and kill every single one of you so that you get the treatment you deserve.

Your Doom. 

After reading the letter Ginny quickly looked up to see if she could find the owl that delivered the letter but it was already gone. "Harry!" She shouted. He would need to know what what's going on.

"What is it, love?" Harry replied walking over to wrap his arms around her waist from behind and placing a sweet kiss on her neck before nuzzling into it.

"Y-y-you s-should read this." She stammered and showed Harry the letter. His heart skipped a beat whilst he read it and looked up at Ginny with his eyes wide in fear. 

"I've checked to see if the owl was still here but it left when I read the letter and it was a post office owl. It wasn't distinct either it was just a plain, tawny owl with no unique features. I don't recognise the handwriting either."

"Ok," Harry replied, instinct kicking in, "we have to tell the others and notify the ministry and the auror department. Next time this happens we trap the owl. Don't worry Ginny we will get to the bottom of this."

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A/N - sorry that this wasn't published on Friday I hade a really late school thing and I was so tired so I couldn't check this.

It's raining so much outside and it's been so windy today - small weather report but I can actually hear the wind/rain outside my window right now and it's really weird. 

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Hopefully updating Friday but possibly Saturday

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