A Family Summer

Summary – Pronglet, Padfoot and Moony try to have a fun summer; "Try" being the key word here.

Chapter summary – The Birthday Party!

Disclaimer – I don't own anything!

Harry's POV

Don't let your worries get the best of you; remember, Moses started out as a basket case!

It was dark when I woke up; the alarm clock set up on my bedside table read four o'clock in the morning. My window was slightly open and the cool air of France rushed into the room. Leaving me in a nice in between feeling of warm and cool. I kept my eyes closed and just enjoyed the sounds of the house. I no longer lived with those muggles that had taken care (care, as in shoving me into a closet and forgetting) of me for almost thirteen years; I was with my Dad and Uncle.

The last year had been, well, weird to say the least. Dad had gone after Wormtail and it was Christmas before I got to see him, and be adopted by him. In fact, even Uncle Moony adopted me as family, and that was what I needed the most. I needed a family that I could fall back on when things got tough.

The flapping of wings made me sit up- and take notice of the outside world. The sun was just waking and light golden ray's shone from behind the mountains just beyond the property. The owl was snowy white and I knew that bird! Hedwig soared into the room, a letter was in her beak.

I rose from bed, drew on my bathrobe and grabbed an owl treat from the bowl by my bed. Hedwig took the treat as I got a hold of the letter. It was a soft white and so I knew that no one was sending me a howler. I tore open the envelope because I just couldn't wait to see what was written inside.

Dear Harry,

How has your summer gone so far? Dad was telling me that your father got a job at the Ministry, in the Auror department. That is so cool! I bet your glad. Anyway, Fred and George got into trouble today because Mum found their jokes that they are planning on selling at school. She wasn't happy about it either! She made them burn the ordering forms as well.

Guess what else? Dad got tickets to the Quidditch World Cup! Do you think you can come with us? Talk to your Dad and then write me!

Ron

I laughed at that last part, Ron would be excited about the World Cup; however, what he didn't know was that my Dad all ready got tickets for us. But, I'm sure I would see Ron there, and Hermione. She said that the Weasley family had invited her and so I was sure I would see both of them.

I turned the parchment over and drew my quill closer to me. My note would be short.

Ron,

My Dad has the ticket's, Moony,Dad and I will see you there!

Harry

Hedwig was all set to go, she practically grabbed the letter out of my hands, gave a hoot and then took off. I returned to bed, but I couldn't sleep for a couple of hours.

When Harry woke again, he grabbed some clothes from his closet, black slacks and a blue buttoned down shirt, and got dressed quickly. Today was his birthday, and his Dad had said something about presents. The family had planned a small birthday party, which only meant the three of them. Which Harry didn't mind, to be honest, he never had a birthday party before.

Harry ran a comb threw his hair, not that it made a difference, and then he ran barefooted out of the room and down the stair way. He first came to the entry hall of the small house, but a hall going to his right led to the kitchen, where he found his Dad and Uncle, waiting for him.

"Morning, Kiddo, sleep well?" Sirius asked.

"Yeah, I did, I got a letter from Ron this morning; his Dad got them Quidditch tickets too," Harry informed them.

"Good, we'll have loads of fun! The last time I was at the World Cup was when I was fifteen, James and I had so much fun, playing pranks on unsuspecting Bulgarians!" Sirius laughed.

"They almost got caught, but since they weren't using their own wands, no one knew the difference," Remus gave Sirius a look.

"Don't worry, Moony, I won't play any tricks on anyone," Harry grinned.

"See that you don't, you can't trick a Marauder so easily," Remus replied.

"I wasn't going too, Fred and George sent me some prototypes of their jokes, I thought I'd try them out on that git Malfoy when I got to school," Harry said.

"Draco Malfoy? The midget that looks like Lucy?" Sirius asked.

"The one and only," Harry rolled his eyes.

"I have a few ideas you could use, we put them in our Marauder Idea book," Sirius said.

"Is that really a good idea? We'll be getting howlers from Minerva if she finds out," Remus said.

"Don't be such a spoil-sport, Remy, it'll be fine," Sirius waved his hand as if saying all-is-as-it-should-be.

"All right," Remus gave Sirius a look, but then he smiled.

"Lily will be haunting us if Harry starts playing pranks on people,"

"She won't mind," Harry said.

"How do you know that?" Sirius asked.

"Well, she must have hung out with you guy's in school since she married my other Dad," Harry said.

"Not till seventh year, and that was a mess," Remus sighed.

"For a time, James didn't want to prank anyone! But he cracked," Sirius informed them.

"Well, he couldn't have been all that bad," Harry shrugged.

"Nope, but he could be annoying when he wanted to be," Remus shook his head.

"Anyway, you have presents to open," Sirius said and he got up and went to the cupboards. Remus mussed Harry's hair as he passed him to go to the oven where he checked on the coffee cake he had made that morning.

"Ten minutes on the timer, I'm sure that's enough time," Remus smiled. Sirius came back to the table with his arms full of brightly wrapped packages.

The first present was from Moony, it was a series of old books bound in dark leather. Each book had a symbol on it. The books, Harry found out, were on the Animagus transformation and were the same books the Marauder's used.

Next was a broom servicing kit from Hermione, Mrs. Weasley had sent Harry another sweater and some of her home made fudge while Harry got another frog card from Ron, it was of a witch he had never even heard of before. Then, Hagrid sent Harry a puppy. It was golden in color and loved to lick Harry's face.

"He sent a puppy?" Remus asked, looking confused.

"Just this morning, actually, Hagrid dropped it off," Sirius informed his friend.

While the puppy romped around on the floor, with Sirius playing with her, Harry opened the rest of his presents. From Sirius he got some books for Defense Against the Dark Arts. The books were filled with tips and tricks and some of the hexes were just plain nasty! But brilliant. Then, there was a leather bound book with the legend MP&P.

"It means, Moony, Padfoot and Pronglet; we thought that you might want to put your own memory's in there," Remus explained.

"I can put my memories in here?"

"Yes, and you can look at our as well, I took Peter's out but it hardly matter's, James' is still there though," Remus said.

"Cool!"

"We also got you some stuff for your dog, what are you going to name her anyway?" Sirius asked.

"Er, what about….Nordica?" Harry asked.

"Sounds like a good idea to me," Sirius grinned.

"Time to eat; do we have any dog food around here?" Remus asked as he went to the oven once more, but this time to take out the breakfast he had prepared.

"Went shopping last night," Sirius stood and went to the cupboard. Nordica waited patiently as the man gave her a bowl of food that she scarffed down.

"Thank you," Harry said and gave each of his guardians a hug; he had never had such a wonderful party in his whole life. And that was saying something!

A/N – This is a sequel to 'The Cold Room' and 'Can I Call you Dad?'. It would be helpful if you have read those fics first. Otherwise you won't get why I refer to Sirius as Harry's Father.

ta,

Poppy