Justin stalked to Harry's office. He supposed he had put this off long enough. The more he thought about it, having a place to stay where other trusted people stayed as well was not a bad idea. He looked with only mild interest at what he supposed was Harry's secretary.

"Can you tell Potter that Justin-"

"Finch-Fletchley?"

"Yes," Justin said, drawing out the word and looking at her suspiciously.

"You're on the list. Wait here please."

List? Okaaaaaaay.

It was not long before he was told Mister Potter would see him now. Justin made a bit of a face and headed into Harry's office. He desperately wanted to start with where Harry had gotten the Skipper doll on speed, but Harry might like the blonde whose name plate had read Lorelai Carfax.

Harry looked up, dropping his pen on the desk and stretching a bit, when Justin entered his office. "Justin. What are you doing all the way up here? Don't you Unspeakables stay in the shadows most of the time? Add to that air of mystique you lot tend to carry about?" He grinned, motioning to the seat in front of his desk.

Lorelai had been doing a good job of making sure Harry wasn't bothered when it wasn't needed. He'd been finding he had more than enough time to work through the reports in front of him. He'd even had time to visit the Weasley's this last weekend. He had decided that he liked having a secretary who wasn't afraid to take charge of things, make sure he wasn't bothered with little things.

Justin sighed as he sat. "Normally I would not venture up where the people are, but I need to talk to you about Hannah."

Harry looked alarmed. Justin held up a hand.

"She's fine, but surely you've noticed she's a meddler. She doesn't like me living in Knockturn, which ironically I can now relate to. There are certain persons living in Knockturn that I don't like living there."

Harry looked confused now.

"Hannah suggested I move in with you, and while I could certainly acquire my own shelter, I think having a roommate might not be a terrible idea at this point. You'd never see me in all likeliness. I just need a place to put a few things and sleep when I actually manage to sleep. I'm tidy, and I wouldn't be after much in your icebox. I tend to eat out a lot, and I'm rather particular. So?"

He'd just talked a way lot. Justin could not recall talking this much to someone who was not Hannah or Ernie.

"Hannah thinks we should live together?" Harry shook his head, running a hand through his hair and pulling his glasses off for a second. "Meddler. I think that's a polite term to imply she likes to be in everyone else's business." He pushed his glasses back onto his nose.

Justin grinned.

"I really have no problem with it. I've been getting to go home a lot more lately, but I'm still not there very often. I don't think it'd be a problem. Just do one thing for me, yeah?"

"What's that?" Justin could not imagine what it was.

"Don't leave to move in with Blaise Zabini."

Justin snorted before he actually started laughing. Laughing hard too. It took Justin several minutes to calm down enough to breathe properly, much less talk coherently. Him moving in with Zabini? The idea was not only ludicrous, but terribly amusing in its impossibility.

"Yes. Right. No moving in with Zabini. Got it. I think I can manage that. I hope." Justin turned the sarcasm on thick. "I don't know though. With the lure of Malfoy living there as well? I'm terribly fond of him and Zabini. They're such nice blokes. I don't think of hexing them at least thrice in every conversation we manage to have, no."

"That's about eight less than I do, so you win at that," Harry said, grinning at Justin. Who knew the man could actually talk?

"I appreciate your putting up with Hannah's meddling. It's not everyone. Only the people she cares about. She has this insane desire for all of us in her sphere to be deliriously happy. I keep telling her for some of us that is not possible, but... you know Hannah and her selective hearing."

"Yes. She wants everyone to like each other as well, and that is just not going to happen." Harry shrugged, glancing down at his desk before a thought occurred to him. He looked up at Justin with curiosity. "Hey... so... are you going to need directions to my place?" Harry had always wondered if the Unspeakables knew about Grimmauld Place.

Justin smiled. "Hannah lived there. What do you think?"

Harry was looking at him like people looked at him when they realized he knew far more about them than they did him.

"I just need to know how to get in without getting zapped by whatever the Blacks put on the place. Also, an invite would be nice. I know where it is. I just can't actually see it."

He was grinning at Justin, a little impressed that there were things even he couldn't get to. "Yeah. I think that can be arranged."


{SUMMARY} Harry and Justin are going to be roommates - provided Justin doesn't decide to move in with Slytherins like Harry's last roommate did.