Between Aurors and Dark Wizards

Chapter III -'Witches' and Potter-

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Chapter III

–'Witches' and Potter–

Thursday, 14 July 2005

HJP's POV

Harry woke with the feel of Teddy jumping on his bed. Bloody boy... he turned to the other side only for his eyes to open wide and memories of last night came back thanks to his soreness all over the place... specially a part of him that had never been sore before!

"Edward, stop jumping!" Tom snarled.

Harry looked at him wide-eyed. Tom had never slept at the house before. Yet... last night... Harry's face went deep red, looking at his body under the blankets. Markings of Tom's kissing and even hand marks on Harry's hips were quite visible... not to mention... both their nakedness...

Shit, they had gone all the way last night, hadn't they?

"There's someone at the door. And it isn't James, I would've recognized the smell." Teddy claimed.

Harry and Tom nodded, Harry put on his glasses before standing and grabbed a nightgown as Tom did the same with a spare one of Harry's. The three went to the entrance and Tom opened the door.

"Good morning, my Lord. Auror Potter. Young Lupin." The great Jeremiah Lestrange stated with a bow of head. At Tom's nod, he entered into the lobby, before Tom closed the door and accepted the robe being offered. "A group of newbies messed up."

Tom hummed and turned around to go change in the bedroom.

"Bells?" He asked from the bedroom.

Mr Lestrange went to enter, only to stop at seeing the shoes' collection. He took off his boots and entered, nodding his head at Harry.

"Doing her best, Sire. But the..." the Lawyer glanced at Harry, uncertain, "others are on the scene."

Tom hummed from wherever he was on Harry's room.

"Tea?" Harry proposed.

Mr Lestrange looked back at Harry, before he shook his head.

"I am sorry, Auror Potter, but we are kind of as in a hurry."

Harry hummed as Tom returned in the same type of robe Harry had met him in, black rich silk notice-me-not robe. Very alike the ones Death Eaters used, now that Harry thought about it... so that's why the City Aurors had been hunting him... the irony of it all!

"I will do my best to pick Edward from the Station later." Tom promised and Harry nodded as the two Dark Wizards moved towards the exit.

"Wait." Harry called and Tom stopped by the exit as he put on his boots.

"Harry, I have to go."

"No hurting my family."

Tom rolled his eyes in amusement.

"No promises." He retorted.

"And you've forgotten the most important part of the day."

Tom frowned.