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Chapter 62-

"Hello," Fleur said as she entered Harry's room to find James sitting on Harry's bed. "how are you?"

"I...I'm fine." James nodded to her. "W...where is my dad?" He asked, starting to get used to the idea of asking questions without getting punished.

"Your daddy is...gone to work." Fleur said after a short moment of thinking how to word it properly. "He will be back as soon as he can." Fleur said as she sat down next to him. "Are you hungry?" She asked. "Is there anything I can get you to eat?"

"I'm fine." James said quietly as he looked down on the floor.

"Okay but you can tell me if you do get hungry," Fleur replied. "I...I was wondering if you liked your dad?" Fleur asked, James's head snapped up so he as looking at her.

"W...what?"

"Do you like your dad?" Fleur asked, "I know you have only spent a little time with him but do you like him?" James looked thoughtful for several moments before he finally nodded.

"Y...yeah," James said. "he is nice to me but everyone at Libra said that dad was a traitor." James said, it took considerable effort from Fleur to stop herself from frowning the way she did whenever someone even dared to imply an insult against her mate.

"Your father was not a traitor, Libra might think he is but he is not. After all they did not ask your father if he wanted to be a member of Libra, they tried to make him. That was not right of them."

"They said that if dad was not a traitor then he would be Libra's best." James replied.

"He probably would be, but which do you think is more important, your dad being happy or Libra being happy?" Fleur asked.

"Uh...Libra?" James guessed but the look on Fleur's face made him reconsider. "Um...dad? I...I..."

"You do not know?" Fleur asked softly.

"I'm sorry." James murmured.

"It is fine, can I tell you something important? If your father had to chose between Libra or you then Libra would lose." Fleur said, James looked at her with pure disbelief. "It is true." She added upon seeing his look. "Your father has already chosen you over Libra."

"But...but why?" James asked, his eyes were teary but his voice and face easily fit into the confused category. "He...he doesn't even know me..."

"Because you are his son and he cares for you." Fleur said as she slowly and gently wrapped an arm around his shoulders, being careful to not alarm him, she pulled him into a one armed hug. "He cares for everyone in this house, he would fight Libra for everyone in this house."

"But how can he beat Libra?" James asked, sounding very confused, after all Libra was an army right.

"Personally I think it would be harder for Libra to beat him." Fleur replied with a smirk. "Now let's go down to the kitchen to get you something to eat." She said as she stood up and held out a hand.

"But...but I said I wasn't hungry." James protested.

"I know what you said but I think you look hungry," Fleur said as she gestured to her hand. "just try and eat a little, that's all I am asking." James hesitantly extended his hand and placed it in hers before standing up. Fleur smiled at him and the two walked out of Harry's room and down to the kitchen.

Harry arrived back at Number 12 Grimmauld place and landed in his room thanks to Shadow, his left hand was on the left side of his mid section, trying to alleviate some of the pain. He aimed his wand at the area where the pain originated, he lifted his shirt to reveal a stab wound, he was simply thankful that the knife hadn't got it in too deep. Water shot out of his wand and Harry grimaced in pain as he felt the water sting his open wound, however he endured it long enough for the wound to heal completely.

Shadow flew onto his shoulder and affectionately rubbed his head against Harry's head.

"Yeah," Harry laughed. "you too buddy." Harry said as he raised a hand and stroked him. After a minute or so of relaxation Harry stood up and walked out of the room while Shadow stayed and settled on his perch, Harry walked down to the kitchen, he was about to open the door when he heard the sound of laughter. He slowly opened it and saw James sitting on his chair and giggling along with Fleur who sat next to him. A smile appeared on Harry's face before he could even consider stopping it. "Hi guys." Harry said as he walked into the room.

"Hello Arry." Fleur smiled and walked over to kiss him on the lips while James instantly stopped laughing and sat up straighter.

"I see you two are enjoying yourselves." Harry commented as he sat down at the table. "I am glad," He added, mostly for James's sake. "would have been really awkward if you two did not get along."

"You need to eat," Fleur said to Harry as she levitated a plate of food over and guided it so it landed right in front of Harry. "I hope you enjoy it."

"You are going to make me fat." Harry half-heartedly complained.

"You burn it off anyway." Fleur countered.

"Fair enough." Harry said as he began eating. "Are you two hungry?"

"We have eaten," Fleur said, smiling at his concern for them. "unless James would like some more?" She offered to James who politely shook his head to say no. "Arry," Fleur said to Harry. "I was thinking that perhaps James would benefit from having a pet." Harry paused, the spoon in his hand was halfway between the plate and his mouth. Harry slowly put it down and looked between Fleur and James before he settled on Fleur.

"You sure?" Harry asked.

"Well you have Shadow." Fleur reminded him.

"Shadow is not a pet," Harry replied. "he is basically my brother."

"Yes, and don't you think James could benefit from such a relationship?" Fleur raised an eyebrow at Harry. Harry looked at her for several moments before he turned to James who squirmed under his gaze.

"If you get a pet then you will look after it," Harry said to James. "you will feed it, you will care for it, you will clean after it. If I have to then I will show you how to do it but I am not going to do it each and every time, understand?" Harry said, his voice somewhere between soft and firm.

"Y...yes." James nodded.

"I will get you one tomorrow then." Harry said before he turned back to his food, he pretended not to notice the slight upward curve of James's lips just like how he pretended not to notice the giant smile on Fleur's face.

"T...thank you." James said, his eyes wide with disbelief.

"Thank your stepmom." Harry said as he gestured to Fleur who gasped in surprise and shock, she looked at him with teary eyes. "What?" Harry shrugged. "You basically are." Harry found himself taken by surprise as Fleur quickly rushed forwards and wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him into a hug.

"James has been given his own room so you are going to be rewarded tonight!" Fleur whispered in a seductive voice in his ear, though she managed to make sure that it was low enough for James to not hear. She suddenly stood up and winked at Harry. "Good night James." She kissed James on the forehead before walking past Harry. "I will be going to bed." She said but Harry found it rather hard to miss out on what she really meant.

Later that night after James had been left in his room Harry had returned to his own room only to find a naked Fleur, sitting in his bed and covered by the bed sheets.

"Arry," She smiled at him as she threw a book away. "mama is getting lonely." She smirked at him. As Harry closed the door and placed the silencing and locking charms on, he realised two very important things. The first being that the love of his life could now or at least was going to be considered a 'Milf', the second being that he found that he liked 'Milfs'.

Harry was sat high up in a tall tree, he was in a beautiful forest with bright green grass and giant trees. Harry was wearing his black dragon hide boots and trousers, a black shirt, black knee and shin pads along with elbow pads and finger less gloves. He held his Libra mask in his right hand and glanced at it for a second before looking back,Harry's focus was more on the small wooden house he was currently looking at and the target that he saw come out of the house, Fenrir Greyback. Fenrir Greyback: werewolf, death eater and secret Libra member. Harry's left hand absently went up and stroked the claw marks on his face.

From the memories that Harry saw when he read James's mind he saw that Greyback was the one who gave James the scars on his face, he supposed that Libra found some amusement from having both father and son maimed by the same werewolf. Personally Harry did not see the hilarity of it and he did not share their amusement at all.

Harry had already been here for about half an hour, time he spent checking the place and the wards. He checked for traps, he did not find any, he checked the wards and found standard wards including one that would stop Shadow so Harry made sure to leave his faithful friend at home, but there was something odd and he could not help but notice that there were no wards to block portkeys.

Harry placed his mask on and transformed into his animagus form before he flew down and landed in front of the house, Greyback saw him and grinned, showing off his sharp yet yellow teeth.

"Potter," Greyback said. "I have been expecting you. I suppose you are here about that little mutt of yours, or maybe you finally want to get back at me for your own face, which is it?"

"Both," Harry answered. "I am done playing, I am not letting death eaters or Libra hurt anymore of my family."

"Aw, how adorable." Greyback cooed in a baby voice before he barked out a laugh. Before Harry could respond the sounds of portkeys echoed as nine other Libra men portkeyed in and were now standing alongside Greyback. "Meet my pack, all werewolves, you really think you have a chance against us?" Greyback said confidently, after all they were not just trained Libra soldiers, but also werewolves which meant they were tougher and stronger than the average person plus they were far more resistant to spells.

"Yeah, I do actually." Harry smiled from underneath his mask, if they could see his smile then they would be more than a little bit worried. "Because I have something really special planned for you." Harry said as he rolled his shoulders and tilted his head.

"Oh and what would that be?"

"There is no earthly way of knowing, which direction we are going." Harry whispered to himself.

"Eh?" Greyback frowned, not quite hearing Harry but hearing just enough to know that he said something. "What did you say?"

"There's no knowing where we're rowing," Harry continued. "or which way the river's flowing. Is it raining? Is it snowing? Is a hurricane a-blowing?" Harry said, his voice increasing in volume.

"Shut him up!" Greyback yelled to his pack, he did not know what Potter was doing but he very easily remembered him saying those words before he escaped Libra the last time. Greyback and his pack removed their wands and fired at Harry who apparated out of the way, while the wards stopped him from apparating in and out of the area they did not stop him from apparating within.

"Not a speck of light is showing so the danger must be growing." Harry continued as he stomped on the floor and a thick wall made from the ground rose up and defended him against more spell fire. "Are the fires of hell a-glowing?" Harry said as the wall crumbled. "Is the grisly reaper mowing?! Yes!" Harry blocked several spells before dodging the rest. "The danger must be growing, for the rowers keep on rowing!" Harry said, voice slowly rising, Harry shot a bright light out of his wand to blind them before he fired a sound attack which caused them all to cry out in pain and cover their ears. "And they're certainly not showing...any signs that they are slowing!" Harry yelled as he ended the attack, Harry's head tilted back as he let out a primal roar as his body was covered in flames for several seconds before they disappeared. Harry looked towards the werewolves and growled.

"What...what are you?!" Greyback gasped, taking a step back before he even realized that he moved. His werewolf instincts were in overdrive, screaming several things, mostly the word 'RUN!'. He felt his body freeze in shock and horror, he could barely move, his wolf side was usually unafraid, not willing to back down against anything but now...now its fear was spreading into his body.

"Why should I bother answering the questions of a dead man?" Harry aimed his palm at the werewolves, a large burst of flames shot out and charged towards them.

Fenrir Greyback killed by Harry Potter!

The headline of the daily prophet said, many people including Greyback's victims were beyond happy that the mass murdering werewolf was dead. They all read how Harry Potter had brought in Greyback's dead and burnt body and collected the bounty that was placed on Greyback's head by the Ministry. Many people read the newspaper that day, including one werewolf who was sat in a cottage. He dropped his tea in shock, spilling his tea on his trousers and his wool cardigan.

Remus Lupin shook his head with disbelief, he was rather jealous that he was not the one who managed to stop Greyback. But that took a back seat to the happiness he felt from knowing that Greyback would never hurt another innocent child again. Remus didn't even bother reading the rest of the newspaper, he just took it with him and left the cottage, intent on finding out what happened directly from the source.