A/N: Please no flames or rude criticism. Thank You. This is REALLY short; the next one will be longer.

He's Back: Chapter I, Drumsticks and Soda

Life was good for Harry Potter. He had a stunning girlfriend, intelligent and kind, an energetic, smart and beautiful daughter, a good job, and a best friend. What more could a guy want? But then a letter came to him in his mailbox.

Dear Harry,

I know all you wanted was to get away from the wizarding world but we need you back. There is a new madman in town, and we're afraid that he's going to get bigger than Voldemort. You're the only one powerful enough to beat this guy. Sure we could peg him down a few notches but no one has your power. You have to come back, the fate of the wizarding world lies in your hands.

- Kingsley

15 Years Earlier

"Hermione, your mum called, she said that your father needed to talk to you." Harry shouted from upstairs. Hermione didn't reply "Hermione, love, did you hear what I-?" Harry stopped short. Hermione and Ron were kissing, passionately, at that. "Well now I know that you are true friends. Going behind my back, great!"

"Harry we can explain, it's not what it seems! I mean we uh…fell on top of each other." Ron feebly excused.

"Right and Hitler has been reincarnated and is the queen of England!" Harry said with a frown.

"You know this explains why both of you mysteriously disappear all the time. It seems that I am just getting in the way in what seems to be a new relationship, so maybe I should leave." A few minutes later Harry had disappeared from the wizarding world never to be seen again, except by Kingsley Shacklebolt.

BACK TO THE PRESENT

"Hey, what you got there Harry?" Annalisa whispered behind his back.

Harry replied in a monotone "They want me to come back."

"They do? Harry you don't have to go, but if you do me and Charlie will be with you all the way."

"Yeah. I know, but seriously what is with this 'The fate of the wizarding world is in your hands' thing about. I mean after twenty or so times it becomes annoying!" Harry replied with a fake exasperated voice.

"So," Annalisa asked "are we gonna pack or should I tell our child, who is hiding behind the sofa, that we are not going. Hmmm…" She laughed while levitating the sofa to see Charlie hiding.

"Hi, mom, dad, How was your day today? Don't mind me I was getting a soda, I mean gotta get more of that sugar intake!" Charlie said backing out of the room.

"Charlianne Shania Potter! HOW MANY TIMES HAVE WE TOLD YOU NOT TO EAVESDROP?!" Annalisa fumed.

"Uh…two hundred and twenty five?" Charlie whispered. The result of the yelling? Let's just say Charlie wasn't exactly happy with her punishment.

"NO SODA, FOR A WEEK!!"

Now back to the story.

Charlie fumed and stormed off to her room. "Well should I go back here and face the music or should I stay here with my beautiful, wonderful, amazingly intelligent wife" Harry said in a sickeningly sweet voice.

"You want my drumstick don't you?" Annalisa said in a stubborn voice, "Well, dear, sir, you are not having one bite!"

"Fine, fine, so, what are we going to do? Go back or stay away from our past forever?" Harry said in a monotone.

"You really have a way with being morbid," Annalisa smirked.

To Be Continued

A/N: My Beta Kisa44 has done a great job helping me out and working out the kinks, so a big thanks to her. Anyone who saw it when it was BAD will agree. Amazing job… \m/!!