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AUBERY was being pulled yet again. Why was she being pulled?
Oh right. Harry blew up their aunt. Aunt Marge, and now Fudge has found him, which was pretty nice, but now Roselie Lupin was pulling her all the way to London- along with her dad. He applied for the DADA job, which then Remus took to wearing shabby clothes, and worn down items, despite their wealth, saying that he needed to keep their identities quiet, so if he was outed as a werewolf, then nothing would be said to Aubery.
It was a nice gesture, but Aubery seriously didn't need protection. She could handle her own. Even if she acted pretty docile at times, but society was pretty brutal too. Roselie rushed up the stairs to the Leaky Cauldron, as Tom, the owner opened a door, and Harry and Fudge were shown.
"Oh, Harry!" Roselie immediately came to her nephew's aid, hugging him. "This is why I have requested, multiple times I may add, to have custody of Harry! Petunia doesn't take care of him!"
"I'm quite sorry Roselie, but I have no say in the matter. Dumbledore keeps on shutting every request." Fudge shook his head.
"But you're the Minister, don't you have more power?" Aubery questions.
Fudge's face flared up. "I-. I must leave." He left quickly, and, Aubery smirked.
"How are you, Harry?" Remus questions.
"Good Uncle Remus. Er, why are wearing stuff like that?" Harry questions.
"Dumbledore gave him a job as your Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor, so, as to protect Aubery's identity, he decided to wear those ghastly robes." Roselie shook her head.
"At least I'm back at Hogwarts." Remus shrugs. "Chocolate, Harry?"
"Yeah, sure." Harry took a piece from Remus.
"Well, I'd best get you and Aubery some rooms, and then Remus and I must go, sadly the Quidditch World Cup is waiting for me, and my goodness, Mad-Eye's paranoid about everything, and everyone." Roselie shook her head, as Remus looks mildly amused.
"What about seats?" Aubery asks.
"Quidditch World Cup?" Harry asks, amazed.
"I'll tell you later!" Aubrey smiles. "Mum, can we get the same room?"
"Very well, and I'll try my best to get seats for all of us, including Harry at the Top Box, definitely try to help Arthur, and Hermione of course, and of course the thing that'll happen next year, but there will be no Cup if you don't stop distracting me!" Roselie scolds.
"I'll get your room, Aubery go help Harry with his luggage, don't just stand there," Remus replies, as Roselie walks out of the room.
"Sorry, dad! Can you get my stuff too?" Aubery asks as she took Harry's trunk.
