Back for one week

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters. They are the property of JK rowling. I only own the new OC's which appear in the following chapters.

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Harry Potters bedroom was the usual for a boy who was just about to turn sixteen. He didn't particularly enjoy the cleaning of his room. So he usually left it to the last thirty minutes of his stay at Privet Drive to cram every single one of his possessions into his school trunk. Underneath Harry's desk stood three empty bottles which once contained alcohol, one, a bottle of vodka, and the other two, whiskey. Littered around the main floor area were a few empty packets of cigarettes. These actions can be largely blamed on the fact he grew up with muggles all his life. Muggle teenagers had very different ideas of fun than magical teenagers.

Harry had finished his fifth year at Hogwarts. It had been by far his most hated year at the school, which he had called home, and hoped his sixth would be much better. He had only been in Privet Drive one week, but he had written to his friends, Ron and Hermione every day, as a result, a large stack of letters lay on his desk. Seven letters from each Ron and Hermione, and two from Remus Lupin, telling him some news about Sirius. Harry was extremely grateful for the fact that his stupidity did not result in Sirius getting killed. He was looking forward to seeing his godfather again and explaining to him exactly what happened.

Ron, Hermione and Lupin all told him how he would be coming back early to the Order. They obviously didn't want to wait too long thought Harry as another Daily Prophet was delivered through his bedroom window. He paid the brown owl and hastily sat down to look at the first page as it flew out the window. There had not been one article in the paper about Sirius being innocent. The Order was right. The Ministry were trying to keep the public unknown to what was going on in the wizarding world. Overall, the Daily Prophet was just rubbish, if you wanted to get the facts, you'd read the Quibbler.

Harry had just one night left in Privet Drive, and then he would be back to the world he loved. Harry abruptly stood up, dropping the extremely boring paper on the ground, to join all the others under the bed. Honestly, he would miss this place. Sure, it wasn't as enjoyable as Hogwarts, or Ron's house, or even Grimmauld Place. But, he had grown kind of fond of the friends he had made. Though, he had to admit, weren't always trustworthy. But…But he had Jessie… Not that he particularly liked her either.

Jessie was a sixteen-year-old girl who lived a few houses away. Harry wasn't exactly sure how to describe her. She wasn't someone you'd really respect like Hermione, or wasn't someone you'd greatly enjoy talking to like you would with Ginny… She was just… A really, really easy girl.

She had slightly wavy light brown hair, which always hung to her shoulders, and had these squinty hazel, eyes, as if she was always trying to shade the sun from them.

Overall, she was quite a pretty girl. But there was very little to talk about with her. She seemed to be proud of the fact she had had so many boyfriends, and she always thought of it as some kind of achievement if she could get another while still with her current boyfriend, so Harry rarely placed much trust in her. Not that he really cared if she was faithful. She had said there was some kind of party in the park that night. He remembered her vaguely pointing out that there would be 'drinking and stuff ', as they were sitting alone up in her bedroom one night. Well, it'd be better than sitting around in his room all night.

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'Sirius?'

Remus Lupin had entered his friends hospital ward at Saint Mungos. However, the man named Sirius appeared to be asleep.

'Sirius? You awake?' Remus gently poked Sirius on the shoulder.

The handsome man fluttered his eyelashes for a few moments, and then opened his eyes. They appeared sunken, as if he had suffered a great ordeal.

'Hey Remy,' Sirius yawned, 'What's up?'

'Harry' Lupin said shortly, '… Sirius, do you want to come?'

Sirius looked up, slightly shocked.

'Well, yea, I did.' He started, 'But, I didn't think I'd be able to. You know, what with being in hospital. Bloody gits won't tell me when I'm out so I can see my own effing godson.'

'Yea well, I think you should come. I mean, Harry would like to see you a lot more than me. Plus when I came in the lady at the front desk said that you could go whenever you want. Healers said this morning that you're in perfect condition… What good news to bring back to the Order.' Remus smiled at his old friend.

'Yea…' Sirius broke off, deep in thought.

Although he was incredibly happy to be well enough to see his godson Harry, he was also slightly worried. He wasn't sure what he'd say to him… He did cause a lot of trouble. Was he supposed to tell him off for acting so rashly? Was Molly right in thinking that Sirius saw Harry as another James rather than what he was, a child, that had to be taken care of?

As if he knew what Sirius had been thinking he said, 'Listen Sirius, we should at least get him away from those muggles. They're hardly doing any good for him. Then we can think about what else can be done.'

Sirius nodded solemnly. He just hoped he wouldn't have to be the one to take things further. When he could finally push these thoughts out of his mind, his mood had greatly elevated. He was very excited about seeing his godson, and he almost wished he could do it alone. Remus and Sirius both exited St Mungos and quickly found a place to apparate back to the headquarters of the Order Of The Phoenix. This year something was changing slightly within the building. The Order had collectively decided that it would be better to fit as many wizarding families at they could into Grimmauld Place. The house was just a haven of safety. It would be unfair to shun some wizarding families that needed its protection. Most of the families, Sirius proudly noticed, were families of DA members. Mrs Finnegan and her son Seamus, the Longbottoms, the Changs. As well as Order members and their families, just ordinary people who wanted protection could find it in Grimmauld Place. Sirius had to admit. The place had been done up spectacularly. The women of the Order had outdone themselves, but he couldn't dare say it to them of fear of getting hit with a charmed sweeping brush.

The rooms had been tidied and each door now had a new shiny number and a keyhole, just like a hotel. People could have a choice of a family room or they could be separated into girls and boys, which was done for the teenagers and younger children. Parvati and Padma Patil joined the new girls dorm along with Ginny and Hermione, while their parents took one of the newly furnished double rooms, Mrs Finnegan took a small single room to herself while Seamus joined Harry and Ron's room. The same went for the Longbottoms. Neville joined the boys' room while his grandmother took her own single bedroom quite far away from the dorm. The Changs however, they decided on a family room, as if to keep their only daughter Cho away from all the other teenagers. Sirius was excited about having so many people to talk to, as well as having Harry back. He was in fact, also quite excited about the fact he would finally get to see his niece whom he hadn't seen since before he went into Azkaban. She was about the age of Harry now, and had a younger brother and sister. Sirius couldn't contain his excitement that he would be reunited with some of his family again. Not able to wait any longer, Sirius suggested to Remus that they pick Harry up earlier.

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Harry knew that he was to be collected at twelve that night. So he saw no harm in going down to the park to say farewell to some of his friends. He spotted Jess right in the middle of a group of girls. They were sitting on the edge of a path and watching the guys, who were completely drunk, jump off the swings to see which one could land the furthest away. Unknown to Harry, his Godfather and ex-professor had just apparated to his house and were told that they could find him down here. Lupin wasn't sure if they should really stand there spying on Harry, but they could hardly butt in and make him leave with them before he said his goodbyes. Sirius seemed to be having the same dilemma as he watched Harry make his way over to the girls, and kiss the girl with the light brown hair on the lips. Personally, he didn't know what the hell Harry was doing. He would have gone for the smaller blonde in the mini skirt, but he decided not to question his godsons' choice of girlfriend. The two men witnessed Jessie and Harry sit down beside the remainder of the girls. One of the girls at the end of the row, with jet-black hair had a bottle wrapped up in a brown paper bag. Sirius heard her ask Harry if he wanted some, and watched as the bottle and bag was passed down.

Lupin clearly found Harry taking a long swig from the unknown contents of the bottle a lot more shocking that Sirius did. After all, Harry was a marauders son. For about fifteen minutes Lupin and Sirius watched the party, quite bored. The conversation between the girls was not very interesting, and Harry just remained silent throughout it. Finally, the girl with the black hair stood up, asking if anyone wanted to go talk to Mark, who was apparently her next hopeful boyfriend. That's all they had spoken about over the last few minutes and Sirius was finally glad when the large group of girls left Jessie and Harry. Maybe he could find out something interesting about his Godson.

'So…' Jess started, Sirius immediately understood what kind of relationship they had, 'You're wondering if you have to stay in contact with me?… Because you don't you know.'

'Well, um… yea, kinda.' Harry replied, taking another swig from the bottle and passing it to his girlfriend.

'When are you leaving?'

'Tonight.'

'For how long?'

'Until next summer.'

'Oh,' Jess handed the bottle back, smiling, 'Hey, do you want to come back to my room for a while?'

Harry looked at his watch. It said eleven. He knew he had to go sort out his belongings. He hesitated.

'Thanks, but I really have to pack.'

'Where do you go for the whole year, Harry?'

'…Away…'

'Ah, so, until next year then?' Jess turned to him, just before rising from her seat on the hard ground.

'Yup. Next year.'

And with that the girl had left. Lupin looked curiously at Sirius.

'What the hell kind of relationship was that?'

'A slutty one,' Sirius grinned feebly.

With that, Harry threw the remainder of what was left in the bottle in the bin close by him. Then walked over to the guys who were at the swings. They were too far away to hear, but the men saw them all clap Harry on the back, and some hugged him. Sirius noticed Jess, from the other side of the small park, give Harry a sort of wistful look, but she was now with someone else. A tall gangly sort of fellow, walking away from everyone… Perhaps going to her bedroom.

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Harry was walking back along in the direction in which he came from. Saying goodbye to Jess was always awkward every year. But this year more especially because they had actually been 'going out', rather than just messing around. He knew that even if it was something more this year, it didn't mean anything. Nothing changed during the course of their one week relationship, she still saw other people. But he just couldn't be bothered. She was just a normal girl, why for just one week only, would he go look for another equally as ordinary girl to keep him occupied? He cautiously opened the front door, knowing that Petunia and Vernon were now in bed, leaving Dudley to lock the door whenever he came back. Slowly trying to make no noise he made his way up the stairs and into his bedroom, only when he closed the door behind him and turned around did he notice anything unusual.

'What the fuc-' Harry said a little two loudly, 'Oh, thank God its just you two.'

He was a little embarrassed and didn't really want to look into his Godfathers eyes. He was lucky to be standing here in front of him now, and that was all because of Harry.

'You ready to go?' Sirius grinned widely, 'You're going to be really surprised back at Grimmauld Place.'

'Why, what's going on?'

'We've taken in loads of wizarding families. And everyone should be awake now waiting for you!'

'We would have told you in our letters Harry,' Lupin added seeing that a temper tantrum might erupt, 'But we felt it might be better to tell you in person. Who knows who's reading our mail.'

After the past week of acting like a muggle, Harry was glad to be finally going back home. He didn't realise it over the past week, but he had missed all those little things about magical life, like Fred and George charming the food to fly over their heads every dinnertime, flying a broomstick, and just simply being able to talk about magic which was forbidden at the Dursleys. They would be reaching Grimmauld Place by flying. This thought extremely enticed Harry. He could barely remember the last time he had been on a broom. After Harry was completely packed and Hedwig was in her cage, Lupin, Harry and Sirius lined up on the back lawn. Sirius had attached Harry's trunk to the back of his broom, while Hedwig was on Harry's. And at last, Harry was back to where he felt most at home, on his broomstick, flying high above the unsuspecting muggles.