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AFTER THEY HAD ARRIVED at Privet Drive, they opened Harry's bedroom door where Harry stood, grinning widely.
"What are you lot doing here?" he asked with much excitement lacing in his voice.
"Rescuing you of course!" Tonks grinned.
Seeing as Wiera was way too afraid to talk to her nephew so soon, she laid low, staying in the backround.
Surprisingly Harry didn't even notice her until they arrived at Grimmauld Place, which she didn't know how to feel about.
Just as Wiera was about to enter the meeting, Harry spoke up. "Who are you?"
She let out a shaky breath, she didn't know she was holding in. "Hello Harry. I'm Wiera. Wiera Potter."
He looked wiera dead in the eyes, looking shocked. And after he hadn't detected a lie, he furrowed his eyebrows. "I—. What? How?" he stuttered.
"Well, when two people love each other very much—," Wiera started only to be interrupted.
"I have seen you in my dreams," he burst out. He didn't know why he was telling her this, but he had this feeling that he was safe with her. He knew she was his family. He's just found his only living relative from his father's side. She was to be trusted.
And before Wiera knew what was going on, she was hugging her nephew. She had dreamed about this for far too long.
'I will take good care of him.' She thought most likely directed at James.
"I will tell you everything you want to know, alright? I just need to attend the order meeting. We will talk after, okay?"
