"Go get Lily," Sirius told June, "her and James are in the last room on the left down the hallway."

June left the room and Sirius placed Harry on his bed.

"It's going to be alright Harry, you're home now," he said.

He could hear June knocking on the door. He heard it creak open.

Break

"June!" Lily exclaimed, "Where have…"

June didn't let her finish her sentence. "Harry's in bad condition," she said, "he's in Sirius's room."

Lily looked at her in shock for a moment, before it hit her what she had said. Then she ran past her and down the hall to her son.

"What's going on?" asked James confused as he came out of the bathroom attached to their room, "Oh, June. It's nice to see you again."

Remus had also opened the door to his room, which was across the hall. "June?" he whispered.

"Remus," she exclaimed. She threw her arms around him. "I've missed you so much!"

"Where have you been?" he asked.

She released him and looked at the floor, "I was…," she said and then mumbled the rest, "bit by a werewolf."

"What?!" exclaimed both James and Remus.

"Not at school," Remus whispered.

"No," she said smiling at him slightly, "during the summer. My brother built me a house on an island so my family couldn't find me and I couldn't hurt anyone. You know how they were."

"I'm sorry," said Remus, "so what made you come back."

"A few months ago, Harry showed up on my island," she said.

"Harry!" James exclaimed.

"Yes," continued June, "And earlier tonight You-Know-Who also showed up. They battled. I thought they were both dead." She began to cry. Remus pulled her into a hug.

"Thought?" asked James.

"I found the mirror next to Harry. Sirius was trying to use it, but he must have gotten mad and broken it. I called for him and he fixed it. He turned it into an arch some how and came through. All of a sudden Harry started breathing. He's in Sirius's room right now."

James quickly ran to the other room, and Remus and June followed.

Lily had conjured a bowl with some kind of liquid in it. She was currently holding a cloth to Harry's head which had almost stopped bleeding. The boy did not look to be in as much pain as he had before. James came over and sat on the other side of the bed.

"How is he?" James asked.

"He'll be fine after he gets some rest," said Lily.

"I'll sleep in one of the other rooms so we don't have to move him," said Sirius.

"Thank you," said Lily.

Sirius, Remus, and June left to find rooms for June and Sirius.

"Mom," said Harry so quietly that Lily almost missed it.

"Yes?" she asked.

Harry gave her a small smile. "I'm sorry," he said.

"For what?" she asked.

"Not believing," he said.

"It's alright," she said, "It's over now."

Soon Harry fell asleep. Lily quickly healed most of his wounds. She kissed him on the forehead. Then she and James went back to their room.

Break

Harry woke up early the next morning. He felt much better than he had the night before, but he still had a bad headache. He slowly got out of bed, and made his way downstairs.

Unfortunately, he forgot about the umbrella holder and knocked it over. He was greeted by the loud shrieks of Sirius's mother.

He tried to pull the curtains over her, but they wouldn't budge. After what seemed like hours of no progress, another pair of hands appeared on the curtain to help pull it over the portrait. When they had finished the arms grabbed Harry around his waist and pulled him into a hug.

"If you ever scare me again like that, I will make sure your parents ground you for the rest of your life," said Sirius before letting his godson go.

"I'm sorry," said Harry.

"No need to be sorry," said Sirius, "just don't let it happen again."

"I've been such an idiot," said Harry.

"Don't talk about my godson that way," said Sirius.

"Well, I have," said Harry, "I should have known it was you."

"I think you did know," said Sirius.

"Well, yes, but I wouldn't let myself believe it," said Harry.

"Are you hungry?" Sirius asked.

"Yes," said Harry.

"Everyone is in the kitchen. Your Mom and Mrs. Weasley are making breakfast," said Sirius.

When Harry walked into the kitchen he was greeted by his friends rushing towards him.

"You're up!"

"We're so glad you're back!"

"You scared us to death!"

"Don't ever do that again!"

"Let my son breathe people," said James. He led Harry to a seat between himself and Sirius.

"It's good to have you back, Harry," said Dumbledore, "now we need to figure out how to deal with the class you missed. You can't very easily start classes again without knowing what is going on. I've been talking to your parents. There is only about a week left of class. We have decided that you will wait till next year to join them again. Minister Weasley has been kind enough to allow you to get you license a few months early so your mom can tutor you without trouble from the ministry."

"Minister Weasley," said Harry.

"Yes," said Mr. Arthur.

"Congratulations," said Harry.

"Thanks," said Arthur.

"Hermione has offered to help," said Lily.

"That would be nice," said Harry.

Break

Harry rode the train back to Kings Cross Station (mostly to spend some time with his friends). He met his parents on the platform.

"Have a nice ride?" James asked.

"Yes," said Harry.

They walked out into the muggle part of the station. They were surprised to see the Dursley's there.

"Oopps," said James, "I guess we forgot to tell them."

"Oopps," said Lily.

The Dursleys still hadn't noticed that they were there. Uncle Vernon was checking his watch.

"Mr. and Mrs. Potter," cried someone, "could we have an interview with you?"

"Oh no," said Lily, "the press!"

"Let me handle this," James said with a mischievous grin. He turned to the report, who was now joined by many others.

"What do you think about your son's defeat of the Dark Lord?" the reporter asked.

"I'm really proud of him," said James, "but you know, I was not able to raise him. Why don't you talk with his Aunt and Uncle. They're right over there."

The reporters took off towards the Dursleys.

"Why are you giving them credit?" asked Harry angrily.

"I thought I'd kill two birds with one stone," said James, "get rid of the reporters and embarrass your aunt and uncle."

Sure enough, the Dursleys were running from the reporters. The reporters were running after them.

"Please, sir, this will only take a minute," said one.

"Are you proud of your nephew?" asked another.

The whole station had taken notice. Most were laughing, but none as loud as James, Lily and Harry.

"Well, I'd say my work is done here," said James, "time to go home."

They walked around the corner and took a portkey back to Grimmuald Place.

Author's note: Well, it's finished. Hope everyone enjoyed it!