Chapter 80:
Returning to Grimmauld Place, Harry told the men he would go and put his stuff away before dinner. He barely stopped himself from running upstairs with glee. Carefully pulling out a box lined with runes and heavily warded, Harry allowed his magic to surge, making the box open. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out the book. All day Harry had been almost fanatically caressing the soul container with his magic. He was still wearing the locket; a notice-me-not charm and an anti-removal hex placed on the necklace just in case someone got too nosy.
Wearing the locket soothed something within Harry and, if he could have guaranteed the diary's safety, he would have kept it on him. However, he didn't want to risk Tom's soul like that, so instead he had created a box that was practically indestructible. It would take an experienced team of curse and ward breakers to get into without Harry's permission. Placing the diary inside, Harry caressed it one last time before resetting the charms and curses.
He had worked for a week on the box, looking up the spells in his own books then later in Black library books. The box masked even Harry's ability to sense the soul piece, so Harry didn't need to worry about if Grimmauld did get raided; the chances of anybody being interested in a box which gave off little magical signature was small. Returning to the kitchen, Harry saw that Kreacher had make a light dinner for the three of them, having been told they would eat out for lunch. Tucking in, Harry realised he had yet to write to Severus about obtaining Remus' Wolfsbane. He reminded himself that he would do so after dinner and left straight away to make sure he wouldn't forget again once he was finished eating.
Entering the library, Harry settled into his own chair and summoned some parchment and ink.
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Professor Snape,
You gave me leave to contact you if I required your assistance during the summer holidays. I'm sure you're aware, as I have no doubt you have been contacted, that you have realised what it is I have done to remain safe from my relatives.
I know from a reliable source that you hold no love for Sirius Black and I do not blame you for it. Yet, I hope you would consider meeting him again and trying to bury your past feelings. The man you knew is not the man I have come to know; he has changed and he really is a great guardian for me. I honestly feel like I have a family in Sirius.
However, I seem to have gone off track. I know that this is not the type of help you were offering me sir, but honestly, I didn't know who else to ask. As you're probably aware, Mr. Black and myself have an acquaintance who suffers from a monthly lunar related condition.