First days!

Harry was released from the hospital and was happily taken to the car. Some nurses at the hospital had given him some clothes and he had gotten a stuffed wolf from some one named Remus Lupin.

Hermione practically dragged him to the car. It was an older BMW. They went to the Granger's And sat down to dinner. Harry just stood in the kitchen waiting. Emma went into the kitchen to see what was wrong.

"Harry, what are you doing in here...we're all waiting for you?"

Harry had an odd look on his face. "I'm waiting for you to finish then clean up and eat what ever you leave on your plate. It's how I've always had dinner."

Harry could feel the anger coming off of Emma.

"THOSE ANIMALS!" She quieted almost as quickly.

"Harry...sweet heart...I do not know how you were treated before. Here we are family and eat together. Now you come in and sit down, your dinner is on your plate getting cold."

Emma gently took Harry's hand and lead him into the dinning room. He sat just looking at the food on the table, as every one else began to eat. He just stared at the plate. Hermione Looked at him. "Is something wrong Harry?"

He had tears that wouldn't fall. "No one ever let me at the table before...I...I don't know how." He jumped from his seat and hid in the cupboard under the stairs.

Hermione followed him...She found him curled up in a ball in the small cupboard. "What are you doing in there Harry?"

"Hiding in my room." He said so softly she could barely hear him.

She smiled at Him. "If you are going to hide in room...you are in the wrong place...Come on..I'll show you your room." Hermione took his hand and practically dragged him up the stairs. They got to the end of the hall. To a dark wood door with a brass plate on it. That had HARRY'S ROOM in capital letters engraved on it. Hermione opened the door and pulled Harry inside. Their were two windows on each side of a queen sized four poster bed with red curtains and comforter. A nice sized desk on the right and a small table with a lamp on the other. His stuffed wolf was between two gold pillows, a book shelf on one wall held books and games with room for more. A large dresser with a big mirror was on the opposite wall. All the furniture was in deep dark woods. The walls were white with gold trim. The closet was full of clothes that looked like they would fit him. Harry sat down in the door and just stared.

It took five minutes for him to just acknowledge anything. The Granger's stood behind him and waited. The tears didn't flow but the words showed them. "This...th..this...for...m..m..me?"

Emma reached down took the small boy in her arms, held him gently. "Yes, Harry...this is your room...these are your things. You my great young man are part of this family now. I don't know how you were treated before. I know it wasn't good or right.

Here we hope you can feel happy and loved."

Harry didn't know the feeling of being hugged. Just held. Emma didn't let go until he finally eased in her arms. His head lolled on to her shoulder and he went to sleep.

John turned down the comforter on Harry's bed. Emma gently laid him down. She pulled out his new red and gold pajamas from the dresser. They dressed him for bed. Pulled the comforter onto him Emma kissed him on the forehead. They turned out the light. Harry slept that night in peaceful dreams.

Harry woke the next morning at 6am. He could never remember being more comfortable. He looked around the room. It's to much for a freak like me he thought. Their was a second door next to the closet, his own bath room. Well he really needed to use it. When he was done he washed his hands and went downstairs. He found the kitchen. Quietly pulled out pots and pans. Went to the refrigerator got out eggs, bacon potato's onions and much more. He started the coffee pot. Twenty minutes latter all three Granger's made there way to the kitchen to find a full breakfast waiting for them. Hermione not normally a morning person was amazed. Their was more food on the table than Emma made for breakfast in a week. "Harry, this is amazing...But why its my job?"

Harry was amazed, he had already made breakfast and cleaned up the kitchen. Emma went to look in the kitchen, it was cleaner than she left it.

The Granger's sat down to breakfast. Hermione pulled Harry next to her.

"You said you don't know how to do this, so I'm going to help Harry." She showed him how to use the utensils and kept him talking the whole time.

Everyone praised the food, Harry was an excellent cook.

When it was all finished Harry went to clear up. Emma was smiling. "Not today Harry...you made breakfast...I'll clean up. You and Hermione go outside and play until Lunch."

Harry couldn't Believe his ears, Hermione grabbed his hand and pulled him out the back door. Their was a swing set with a slide and tree house in the yard. The kids were running and jumping just having a ball.

Harry was beginning to think he had died and gone to heaven. The next thing the kids saw was a very large black dog coming through the fence. Harry ran for the tree house and wouldn't come down. The dog walked slowly to Hermione, and nuzzled her gently. The Dog was dirty and smelly but extremely friendly.

Harry slowly came down out of the tree house and hid behind Hermione. The dog slowly came up to him and kissed his hand. Harry Laughed. He could not remember ever laughing before. It was a new and wonderful feeling.

Hermione Looked at Harry with a smile.

"Lets give him a bath...I'll get the hose...you run get some shampoo!

The Kids were more wet than the Dog...they were laughing playing just having a ball. When Emma came out. She set sandwiches and juice on the patio table. Then the kids and dog came running around the corner. Emma had a fear of dogs since she was a child, but something about this dog inspired confidence. The dog sauntered up to Emma and kissed the back of her hand. Then sat down just looking at her. Emma looked at the kids.

"Who's this?"

Harry didn't miss a beat. "He's Padfoot!" The Dogs head spun around faster than lightning.

He bound over to Harry and started licking his face with abandon.

Deep in the mind of Sirius Black was the thought. He remembers somehow he remembers. He could power the brightest patronus in the world at that moment.

Things were looking up. The kids sat down to lunch and Harry gave half of his to Padfoot.

When lunch was over Padfoot left, but he could be found watching the house and kids all the time.

Two days after Harry Moved in an old man in a purple suit came to the door. He had long white hair and a beard that seemed to never end. He knocked on the door and waited. The Grangers were at the dentistry, leaving Harry and Hermione home alone.

The kids refused to answer the door. Padfoot came up on the front porch and ran the old man off. His Purple suit was in tatters.

When Dr.s Granger arrived at home, the kids told them what happened. It was that moment John decided that Padfoot was moving in. The kids couldn't be happier. It was a week before the old man was seen again. He was waiting for the parents to return home. Harry was due that evening to go to the hospital for a checkup. He had in the few weeks with the Grangers put on 6 pounds and was looking healthier and happier.

They knew the hospital was going to need to re break Harry's left arm and reset it. They really didn't want to but it was needed. The old man saw the BMW coming down the street. He waited for the Grangers to exit the the car and his wand was out. So was Padfoot. He hit the old mans arm hard the wand hit the ground and Padfoot held it in his teeth.

John Looked at the Old Man. "Whats going on here, Who are you, and what do you want?"

Albus Dumbledore disarmed was not happy. Harry and Hermione came running out and stood next to Padfoot. Harry took the stick from Pqadfoots mouth and it started shooting sparks into the air, and a golden light enveloped him. It was as if the wand were talking to him. He aimed the wand at the old man. "Why Did you come here?"

Dumbledore was not so sure of himself now.

"Harry you're not safe here. We need to fix it so you can go back to your relatives."

Before her parents could say a word, Hermione spoke up with a force that threw the old man to the ground. "Are you crazy! send him back to those monsters to make him safe! I'm a child! They nearly killed him. The hospital had to restart his heart 3 times. This to you is safe?!" She Harry and Padfoot headed back in the house. Harry still holding the wand.

John looked the old man in the eye. "What do you mean Harry isn't safe here? That child has lived through Hell. He has to have bones re broken and reset, because they beat him mercilessly. His back is one giant scar from belt whippings. He was treated as a slave. Left with out food and water for days. You want to send him back there. I think you better Leave now!"

Emma turned to the old man, "If you are in any way involved in the treatment of that wonderful child. I would advise you to run away as fast as you can!"

Dumbledore Looked at them. "May I have my wand back please?"

Harry stuck his head out the window. The kids had been listening from the window.

"The wand says its mine now, its telling me many things! Goodbye Mr Dumbledore!"

Dumbledore was stuck. He walked to the park four blocks away. Waited for nightfall to call for Fawkes.