An: Here is the next chapter of the second part, I hope you enjoy. Please tell me what you think. –Gracie.

Harry appeared in on empty street, "Where am I Harleigh," At that moment Harry remembered the letter, '24 Nashford Lane,' Harry thought and a large mansion-like house appeared. Harry opened the gate of the white picket fence and walked up the stone path to the door where two notes were taped. Harry pulled the note with his name on it off the door and read it,

Harry,

I had a feeling you would need the portkey. If Hermione's note is still there she has had yet the need to use it.

Harry I would like you to welcome you to Nashford Manor, inside there will be four house elves, Picklette, the Head elf, if you need help go to him, there is Sandy, Picklette's wife, Little John-John, their son and last but not least Chef Maddi, who is, as you probably guessed, the cook. They are there for your needs, they love to work. If you are weary they are paid 3 Galleons a month and have 2 days a month off.

On the second floor are 5 bedrooms, your name is on you door, if you so wish to decorate it tell Sandy and she will make it however you want.

Anyways as soon as you portkeyed I was notified I will be there as soon as I can. Harry you are NOT, I repeat NOT to owl anyone other than Hermione and I, got it? Good, boy. Aphrodite will give you your set of keys to the Manor once you are done reading this because the doors are locked.

Stay safe,

Harleigh L.

Harry grinned at his friends letter, but wondered who Aphrodite was, and how was he going to get his key to get inside. Just as he finished that though a beautiful golden brown owl landed on his shoulder dropping a set of 3 keys into his hands.

"You must be Aphrodite," The owl nodded, "Hello girl."

Harry pet the owl before it flew off and into a window on the second floor. Harry put the key into the lock and opened the door.

There was a purple carpeted spiral stair case about 6 feet from the door to the left. To the right there was a door way leading to the living room and straight ahead was a door way to the kitchen. The bottom half of the walls were wood and the top half was painted purple covered in both moving and unmoving picture. Harry noticed one of them was even his parents and the two children.

"Hello, Master Harry Potter," Harry jumped when he heard the little elf beside him, "I'm sorry, did I scare master?"

"Oh no, it's alright and please it's just Harry," Harry said sticking out his hand for the elf to shake, "And what's your name?"

"My name is Pickette, Master, I mean Harry, welcome to Nashford Manor. I'll put your stuff in your room feel free to look around," The little elf snapped his fingers and Harry's stuff disappeared.

"Would Harry like something to eat or drink?" Pickette asked.

"If Chef Maddi has the time, if not then I'll be okay," Harry said as his stomach rumbled.

"Oh, Master, I mean Harry is hungry… Chef has been waiting 11 years to feed you, she will want to cook for you," Pickette said.

"Alright I will be up in my room for now," Harry said.

Pickette nodded and skipped off to the kitchen, happy that one of his masters are home.

Harry walked up the spiral stairs and down the teal walled hall way passing bedroom doors with names on them, Susan and Hannah one the first door, Nymphadora across from it, third Willow, Lux and Luna, across from Harry, Neville and Draco and a little ways down a door said Hermione. The lettering on most of the doors look old but not the one on Hermione's it look like it was just put up.

Harry opened the door with his name on it to see three bed made with handmade comforters, two red and one green. There were three red wall with a green accent wall. At the end of one of the beds with a red blanket was Harry's trunk with yet another note on it that read,

Welcome to your room Harry, I know it isn't much but it was this way when I found it, well other than the bed, those were cribs. I don't know who most of the rooms belong to, but I know this one was yours in your crib there was a stuffed black dog, which I placed on your bed. I will see you in a few days. Don't do anything you'll regret, feel free to look around,

See yeah soon,

Harleigh L,

"Harry, sir," Pickette pooped in with another elf that is smaller than him, "This is my Son, John-John."
"Hi, John-John, I'm Harry," Harry said kneeling down to shake the little ones hand.

"Hi sir, the food is ready would you like to eat it up here or in the dining room," John-John.

"I wish to eat in the dining room and for you and your family including Chef to come and eat with me," Harry said standing to full height.

"You're just like Papa told me your Mother was," John-John said grabbing Harry's hand and leading him down to the dining room.

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Hermione heard taping at her bedroom window at the same time Harry heard the tapping at his window. She got out of bed and opened her window, the letter flew in and placed itself on her bed. The letter read,

Dear Hermione,

I Bet you were weirded out when you saw my letter outside your window. This is the only safe way for me to message you now, someone has been intercepting Harry's letters and it will only take time before ours are intercepted and read too. But anyways I charmed this letter with 'qui misit ut opus,' which means send to who I need, only use it to send me or Harry a letter. You have to think of us before you send it or it will go god knows were… Any ways I miss you and Harry, I hope you're having a good summer.

Have you ever 'Acio'ed, Just flick your wand and say 'Acio broom,' or whatever, it's cool.

Enclosed is a portkey to a house far away, use it if you need to. Only if you need to just say 'hocus pocus',

Remember 24 Nashford Lane. Lots of Love,

Harleigh L.

"Weird," Hermione said to herself.