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When you say Black blood..do you mean the Black Family?

*since it's his niece and he's damn overprotective after their last conversation*

What other Black family do you know?

I was just wondering that's all. I use to know someone called Harry Lupin. He was my friend.

Yeah. Was. You at least got that right.

I'm not a Black, though. Not exactly, anyway; I'm a Lupin first and foremost.

Don't bother my niece.

Why can't we still be friends? I was stupid when I was younger. I said stupid things and never meant to upset you or your family.

I'm not bothering her. Can't I even say hello? I've got a girlfriend of sorts so I'm not excatly going to hurt anyone.

You crossed a line that is as close to sacred as it can be. Maybe you wouldn't care that some mate your age would fancy your mum but I care if someone fancies mine. Especially when she is STILL happily married to her husband - my father.

You better watch it, then. The second you bother her I'll kick your arse the way I should have done years ago.

I'm not going to cross the line. What I did in the past was stupid and hurtful to you I know. I never even thought of the problems it would cause once I opened my big mouth.

I apologised but I hurt you so you were rightful to be angry. I only want to say hello to your neice nothing else. I am glad that your mum is happily married so is mine.

Harry. *soft, calming*

Don't waste time or breath. Both are more valuable.

*kisses her cheek softly*

Sorry. I just...

*sighs and smiles* Done. Promise.

Hey... *tugs on his hand* I can deal myself ok *looks at him with eyes that say thanks for looking out for me*

*whispers to Harry* Who's the guy?

*takes her hand and gives it a small squeeze* I know you can. Doesn't hurt to have back up though, yeah?

Barty Crouch. The third, I think. An old friend.

Son of the guy who tried to kill Uncle Harry? *Hence her not calling Harry here Uncle unless she wanted something, or calling him H. Too confusing*

*leans against him* You two were friends? Really?

And who hurt my godfather James. The very same.

Used to be, yeah. Adam trusted him, so I did too. Until I found out he fancied my Mum.

As much as I love Grams....ewwwwww. I mean....ewwwww. I get freaked out if someone thinks dad's handsome and I know he is. But that...That'd be like one of the girls I go to school with....

That's just nasty.

What if I do?

I use to know Harry Lupin, we use to play as boys.

So what's he got to do with Black blood?

His grandmother is a Black, Andromeda. I use to know a few of the Blacks. I use to go around Andromeda's house and play with some kittens she had.

Is that so?

Yes. It was because of my friend Adam Weasley. We use to go round Andromeda's house. She was a really nice woman and still is.

You like to name drop!

I'm only saying because I use to know some of the Blacks. I'm not a bad guy you know. I just..had problems when I was a teenager.

Tell me, what you do for a living?

I'm a dangerous creature hunter in Eastern Europe. I work for the Ministry over there. What I do is legal and I get paid for getting rid of dangerous vampires etc.

*amused* Not good enough to work for our Ministry?

I didn't want to. It wasn't a case of not being good enough. It's just I didn't want to work for them after what my father said they used to be like.