American Homecoming

Chapter 1

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Harry sat quietly in his Headmaster's office. He had just been told that his father's personal journal had been found behind a loose brick in the Astronomy Tower. Unbeknownst to many, James was not from Britain, he was from Italy. His 'parents' had actually been his godparents. He had moved in with them at age five to become acclimated to Britain's magical world.

Professor Dumbledore had contacted his Uncle and Aunt who lived in the states. His Uncle Raul was shocked to find his youngest brother was dead. He hadn't even known Lily and James were married and had a son. His Aunt Rose had been ecstatic at another nephew to spoil and had told Albus to extend an invitation to Harry to spend the summer with them. Dumbledore cleared his throat, dragging Harry out of his reverie.

"Have you made a decision Harry?" he asked gently. Harry raised his head to meet Dumbledore's eyes. That familiar twinkle was there, encouraging him to speak his mind. He took a deep breath.

"I'd like to go. It'd be nice to have relatives who actually like me. Do they know about magic?"

"Of course. Even Rose's family knows about magic. They're mages mostly. James was the first to go to a magic school. Anyways, since you have stayed with the Weasleys you should be prepared."

"Prepared for what sir?"

"Your Uncle Raul and Aunt Rose have ten children and two grandchildren. The five eldest won't be there all summer, but they'll pop in from time to time. Tommy, Michael, Jason and Justin, and Caleb are the five eldest. The five youngest are Jacob and Jesse, Twister and Cyclone, and Nala."

"Only one girl?"

"Yes, but Nala is even more aggressive than Ginny. She'll probably be protective over you even though she's two years your junior."

"Is there anyone my age?"

"Twister and Cyclone. Also their cousin Blaze. He's not related to you by blood. He's related to your Aunt Rose's family. Now, since you're going and it can get up into the 90's in NC during the summer Sirius took the liberty of getting you a summer wardrobe. It's already packed in your trunk."

"Thank you. When will I be leaving?"

"As soon as you like. They're ready for you now. I suggest you head up to bed though. They're a few hours behind us. You can leave in the morning." Harry nodded, and went back to his room. The clothes Sirius had gotten for him were already packed. He looked at the clock. 10:30 p.m. He climbed into bed, his eyes shutting as his head hit the pillow.

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Raul Doggson sat in his study thinking of the day's events. James was dead. James' wife Lily was also dead. Their son Harry was alive however. The boy would arrive tomorrow morning between 7:30 and 10. Rose came in behind him, placing her hands on his shoulders. "Are you okay Raul?" she asked softly.

"I'm fine honey. Just thinking about what Dumbledore told me."

"What did he tell you?"

"Harry was raised by his mother's sister and her husband and son. They tried to 'stamp' the magic out of him. They made him live in a cupboard under a stairway for 10 years."

"Let me in a room with those assholes for 5 minutes and I'll stamp them."

"Mom?" They turned to see their youngest child and only daughter Nala standing in the doorway in her sky-blue nightclothes clutching her favorite pillow.

"Yes Nala?" her mother asked.

"I heard we have a cousin coming to stay with us for the summer. Is that right?" she asked, her brilliant blue eyes sparkling in the light.

"Yes dear that's right. Where did you hear it from?"

"Twister."

Rose sighed. "I should've known that one would find out. He's too nosy for his own good. Well dear good night."

"Good night Mom. Good night Dad."

"Good night honey." Nala left, shutting the door behind her.

Well that's the end of the first chapter. What do you think? Good? Bad? Please tell me!