Here it is! The Sequal to A Lion Among Snakes. I hope you all enjoy this one as much as you enjoyed its prequal!

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Nikki was up, watching the Muggle Television in their new flat. Sometimes, she was so happy her mum had majored in Muggle Studies. Some muggle things were so entertaining, like televisions and computers and telephones, not that she really had a use for the latter since she never had a need to call anyone with a telephone but it was still cool. There was a creak on the floor behind her. She peeked over her shoulder and smiled at Harry.

Her family was adjusting nicely to their new life. Nikki's mum and dad had to very quickly find a new home, since Nikki and Grace's flat was only two bedrooms. They had found a nice, four bedroom house in the London suburb that Harry had lived in with his Aunt and Uncle. There were more wizarding families living in the neighborhood than she was sure Vernon and Petunia Dursley wanted to know. Her father was starting to regain his health from being in Azkaban in 12 years, and Nikki had a bad feeling about the longing way her mum would looking at the only unpacked box in the flat, labeled baby stuff.

"Hey, Harry, what're you doing up so late?" she asked, patting the couch next to her. He walked over and sat next to her, rubbing the scar on his forehead.

"I woke up to my scar hurting," he said. "It normally doesn't happen unless Voldemort is near."

"Gimme a second," Nikki pulled out her wand, and waved it, mumbling the spell to check the wards on their house -actually some extended to the whole street- before looking at her god brother with a reassuring smile. She maybe only 16, but there were some spells under-aged wizards could use, such as a simple one to check the protective wards on a house. If the trace didn't allow that, then it would cause a lot of trouble. "The wards are safe, but you may wanna mention it to mum and dad in the morning."

"I was gonna go talk to them at first…but I thought about what I may walk in on," he smiled at her jokingly. "And I heard the TV going, so I figured you were up."

"You made a wise choice, young Harry," Nikki pulled her knees up to her chest, laying her head on them so she could still look at them. "Are you excited about the Quidditch Cup?" He nodded excitedly.

"I know the Weasleys got my ticket, but does Sirius have one?" asked Harry.

"I think mum's gonna give him hers. She doesn't like Quidditch, she just got the tickets because I really wanted to go, and she figured this'll be the last chance for us to really do something together since I turn 17 during this school year," Nikki shrugged. Her mother seemed to be under the impression that Nikki would only come home from Hogwarts long enough to get her things before moving out. Nikki didn't plan on that. She would still have one year of Hogwarts left, and she may continue to mooch off her parents after that. She wasn't exactly sure what she wanted to do after school.

"You and your mum aren't very alike, are you?" Harry observed.

"Nope. She's always said I was my father's daughter." She reached over and ruffled her god brother's head. "Now, let's go to sleep, Harry. We're heading to the Burrow tomorrow!"

Nikki was up nice and early the next morning, though grudgingly. She was excited about getting to see Fred again, which was her motivation to actually get out of bed, but she didn't like being up early during break. She stumbled into the kitchen, grumbling a good morning to her mum, before collapsing on the table and awaking breakfast.

"Harry! Sirius!" Grace yelled, a little too loudly and a little too close to Nikki's ear. She had a feeling her mum had done it on purpose. Sirius and Harry stumbled in to the kitchen, both just as tired as she was.

"Morning, love," mumbled Sirius, kissing his wife's cheek before sitting at the table as well. Harry murmured an incoherent greeting, taking his seat next to Nikki.

"Oh, wake up and smell the coffee!" laughed Grace, setting a coffee pot on the spinny thing in the center of the table - what was it called again? - along with a platter of waffles and sausage and bacon. Nikki felt her mouth began to water as she began to loud up her plate. Gracie sat down and began eating as well. "So, are you three ready to go to the Weasleys' today?"

"Are you sure you wanna give me your ticket, Gracie?" asked Sirius, taking his wife's hand.

"I don't like Quidditch. I thought I'd get the end of it when you and James moved out…then I went and married you," Gracie reminded. "Plus, I think Harry and Nikki would rather you go than me."

"Well…dad isn't as paranoid as you, mum," declared Nikki, taking a bite of her waffle.

"I'm just happy to get to go with one of you," mumbled Harry.

"You're so cute and shy!" laughed Nikki, patting his back.

"How did you learned such nice manners being raised by those awful muggles?" wondered Gracie, smiling at her godson. Harry shrugged, eating his breakfast. The family ate their breakfasts, then Sirius, Nikki and Harry went to their respective rooms to finish getting ready. Nikki rummaged threw her closet, and grabbed and Slytherin jersey style shirt and some skinny jeans. She dressed -ending up on the other side of the room due to the damned skinny jeans dance - then styled her hair, and put on her typical make up. Rainbow hopped up on the dresser and nuzzled her face.

"You've gotta stay here with mum for a few days," she said, scratching the calico's head. Nikki grabbed her bag and walked into the living room to wait for Harry and Sirius. She had a feeling that the two of them had procrastinated on packing. Her suspicions where confirmed enough for her by the fact that it took them fifteen minutes longer than her to get ready, and she'd done her make up and hair.

"We're ready," Sirius walked in, a backpack slung over his shoulder. Nikki hopped up.

"Did you two not pack your things last night like mum and I told you?" she asked, putting hands on her hips.

"Possibly," answer Harry evasively.

"You're too much like your mum," declared Sirius.

"Is that a bad thing?" Gracie walked in, drying her hands. She kissed both Nikki and Harry on the cheeks. "Behave yourselves." She hugged Sirius and started mumbled romantic goodbyes. Nikki made a mock face of disgust towards Harry. Her god brother laughed.

"Like you and your little ginger boyfriend are any better, Nikolyn," reminded Sirius, giving his wife one last kiss before shooing Nikki and Harry towards the fireplace. Nikki happily grabbed a hand of floo powder, and floo-ed to the Burrow. Nikki stumbled into the kitchen of the Burrow and into a set of strong arms. She looked up and smiled sheepishly at the Weasley that had caught her.

Charlie smiled down at her. He'd dated her older cousin, Nymphadora Tonks, a few years before, so she'd meet him a couple of times. He was a nice enough guy, with the customary Weasley red hair and hazel eyes like Fred's. She noticed a few scars on him, which she assumed was from his job as a Dragon Tamer. "Wotcher, Charlie," she greeted, straightening up.

"When I got a letter from Tonks saying you were dating one of my brothers I didn't believe it!" laughed Charlie. "Its nice to see one of my brothers have good tastes."

"Are you flirting with my girlfriend, Charlie?" Nikki laughed and threw her arms around Fred's neck.

"Do you know how awkward that would be, Fred? Tonks introduced me to her when she was a first year," Charlie laughed, and turned to Harry. "You must be Harry Potter." Nikki tuned out the greetings after waving at the eldest Weasley, Bill, whom she'd only heard of.

"How have you been?" asked Fred, kissed her cheek.

"I've been good, missing you." Nikki reached up and played with his hair. "And my other boyfriend."

"I hope you've at least been missing me more," laughed Fred, kissing her head and letting her go. Nikki laughed and readjusted her bag. "Where am I staying?" she asked.

"In Ginny's room with her and Hermione," Fred shrugged. "I tried to convince mum that you'd be perfectly comfortable in me and George's room, but she said that was inappropriate."

"Which it is," declared her father, shooting Fred a watch it glare.

"Oh, daddy, you know you like him," Nikki declared, taking Fred's hand.

"I'll admit he's almost good enough for you, princess," Sirius smiled. "Almost."