Previously:

"Fenrir Greyback, you are now officially placed in the custody of our head auror, Harry James Potter, until sunrise on the twenty-third of January. This court is now dismissed."

The Wizangamot rose as one and left the court room. At last, only Harry, Hermione, and Fenrir remained.

"All that means is you're staying with me at least until the full moon passes," Harry said, moving closer to the werewolf and holding his hand out to help the man stand. "Come on." He smiled at the other man and led him and Hermione out of the Ministry. "Have you ever done side-along apparition?"

"No," Fenrir said, a look of confusion on his face.

"Just hold close to me, I'll do all the work," Harry said. At Fenrir's confused face, he moved closer and put his arms tightly around the slightly younger man. "See you in a second, Mione," he said, and with a loud CRACK!, they were gone.

Fenrir slumped over as they landed, looking slightly green. Harry quickly stepped closer to the werewolf, preventing his fall, and held him for a moment, allowing the feeling to pass.

"What was that?" Fenrir asked, still shaking slightly.

"Apparition. It's bad the first few times, but you'll get used to it," Harry answered. He glanced over to the house. "I should warn you, my wife, Ginny… well, you… the older you I mean… Her eldest brother was one of older-your victims. He's alive, but… It was bad. No, he wasn't turned," he added, seeing the horrified look on the other man's face. "It wasn't on the full moon."

Fenrir looked at him in silence for a full minute. "So it's true, then. I'm a monster." He looked away. "Why would you bring me to your home, knowing what I've done. What I'm capable of?"

"Because you've not done any of that. You, Fenrir, are innocent."

They were interrupted by a noise by the house in the distance. A boy, about seven years old, ran through the door, his long, bright blue hair tossed back carelessly.

"Uncle Harry! You're back!" The boy threw his arms around Harry, and the man lifted the boy into his arms. "I thought you'd ne-e-ever come back! You said you'd be back yesterday, and then you weren't and Aunt Gin's been worried sick, but I told her you were fine, but she kept saying something about," the boy paused to take a breath and noticed Fenrir, who was staring at him, confusion evident on his face. "Who's that?" the boy asked.

"Uh… Teddy, I think you should go ahead back inside, okay? I'll… I'll explain everything to you after I talk to your Aunt Gin, okay?"

"You never tell me anything!" Teddy's hair turned dark red, reminding Harry immediately of another metamorphmagus, whose hair would turn the same shade when angered. "I'm almost eight! Only three years, and I'll go to Hogwarts. I'm not a baby, Uncle Harry, you can tell me! Ple-e-e-ease!"

"Teddy." Harry sighed. "I'll tell you once we're inside."

There was a loud noise, and Hermione appeared beside them, looking flustered. "Sorry, Harry, Ron freaked out, and… Well, you know how he can get and… Oh, hello Teddy!"

"Aunt Mione!" Teddy slid out of Harry's arms and pulled Hermione into a hug. "Aunt Gin's been talking about inviting you and Uncle Ron over for dinner, but no one answered the floo." His hair had turned blue again.

"Well, we're here now, Teddy. Why don't you run in and tell her I'm here."

"I'll get her!" Teddy called over his shoulder, running toward the house. "AUNT GIN! AUNT GINNY!"

Harry laughed at the sight. He remembered Tonks running into Grimmauld Place once, calling for Remus in the same way. Teddy reminded him of Remus often, but every once in a while, either the Black stubbornness or a gesture the boy did brought memories of Nymphadora Tonks to mind.

Hermione shot him a look. "And how exactly do you plan on telling Ginny?"

"Hadn't quite planned that part out yet," Harry muttered.

"Tell her your on assignment," Hermione offered.

"And have her lock him in the basement? Not a good plan, Mione." The three headed toward the house. As they opened the door, Ginny was pulled toward the door by Teddy.

"Hermione, about time you came around! And Harry! Finally! What on earth happened?" She leaned over and kissed him lightly. "And who is this?"

Harry gulped. He could see his wife looking at Fenrir with suspicion.

"You look familiar, but I can't place you. What's your name?"

"G-grey-"

"Gin, let's talk inside," Harry cut in quickly, but he was too late.

"GREYBACK! Harry Potter you've lost your bloody mind!" She pushed Teddy behind her. "You're going to let that… that murder… that monster into our home? What is the matter with you? You saw what he did to Bill, to Lavender, to Remus, for Merlin's sake! You know, your Godson's bloody FATHER!"

"Ginevra, enough!"

She froze. "What did you just call me?" Her voice was deadly quiet. Her relation to Molly Weasley was suddenly evident.

Harry gulped. "Ginny, hear me out. Let's talk inside, yeah?"

"That… that… HE stays outside. I'm not having Fenrir bloody Greyback in this house while I'm still alive."

Hermione laid her hand on Harry's arm. "I'll stay with him, you go talk to Ginny."

"Right. Thanks, Mione." Harry looked over at Fenrir apologetically, but the other was too busy staring after Ginny, a look of horror on his face, to notice.

Harry found Ginny in the living room, arms wrapped around Teddy, who looked confused.

"Teddy, could I talk to Aunt Gin for a minute?"

"That man's Fenrir Greyback?" Teddy asked, his voice small. "The werewolf that bit my dad?"

Harry sighed. "Yes and no, Teddy." The boy looked confused, and Ginny looked irate. "Yes, that is the same man, but he was brought through time. He hasn't done anything wrong yet. Teddy, I would never help the man who hurt your father. I hope you know that."

Teddy thought for a minute, and then grinned. "So I'll have another playmate this month then? I mean, Prongs Jr is great and all, but… I can't really play with a stag too well as a wolf, so if there's another wolf, I mean… It'd be fun!"

"No, Teddy!" Harry paused, calming himself down. "No, he's… different from you. You have control at the full moon. You're not a normal werewolf, Ted. He… Even with the wolfsbane potion, he'll be less in control than you. You will not be together at the full moon."

Teddy sighed. "Well, was worth a try. Can I go talk to him?"

Harry nodded, and Teddy ran off. The couple could hear him talking to Hermione outside the door.

Ginny looked hard at Harry. "Greyback from the past? How far in the past, exactly?"

"He's twenty-two, Gin. He was twenty-eight before he started attacking people. Thirty before he turned Remus. He's innocent, Ginny. I couldn't let him stay in a holding cell, not when we've got plenty of room here. No one deserves to be stuck in those cells. You've never been inside of them, Gin. I have. It's bad."

"Fine. You're right. I'm sorry I… I freaked out."

"So he can stay here?"

"I'll be staying at the Burrow for a while. I… I don't want to be around him. Too many memories. But… But it's okay. I… I get it."

Harry put his arms around his wife briefly, and she stepped over to the floo. "The Burrow," she said, and disappeared.

The head auror sighed, and headed back toward the front yard, where he was certain his Godson was smothering Hermione and Fenrir with questions.

Again, I'm terribly sorry for the delay. Hiatus is still in effect, but I'll do my best :)