Their Fight for Normalcy
I am so sorry for the long delay! Not a good enough excuse to bother with, but I am so so sorry and here is Chapter two!
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Harry Potter series is just awesome and also, this is fanfiction. But I still own nothing. Damn.
Also, I mean no copyright infringement intended. I use full names for my characters for every new chapter. Hope that doesn't bother anyone. OC, OOC, Language, Teen Pregnancy, Gore, Some AU & Some Canon. Good Dumbledore - so far. RW GW MW Bashing. Harry and Hermione share the same year, 1980, to be the same age. And Hermione's middle name is Jane.
And feel free to tell me some things that need to be worked on. I'm my own worst critic anyway. Also, if you think I need a beta, I am so open to the idea. I do tend to confuse my POVs.
~Italics without quotation marks are thoughts and flashbacks AND spells
~Italics with quotation marks are more 'expressed'
~Italics with bold are the telepathic connection
Enjoy!
Chapter Two
Harry Potter's green eyes glared right back into the yellow eyes that were trained on him, making the beast growl and stick his claws out like a cat as it also straightened itself and stuck out the spikes on his back. This was a clear sign of battle and Harry stood defensively in front of his wife, Hermione Potter, who was holding their beautiful thirteen and a half month old daughter, Lily Potter, tightly against her chest.
Harry and Hermione had known they were married as soon as the glowing rings appeared on the second finger of their left hands after a night of comfort that led them to making love for the first time.
Of course that had led to the birth of their beautiful daughter at a very young age – unfortunate for the age, but still felt lucky. That's when the young parents realized that they needed to learn wandless magic since they didn't have their wands, as well as different styles of fighting without magic and weapons.
For the last two years – hard to keep track of, by the way – they had fought demons and other beings to just survive and were eventually merciless killers. They knew that they had to be, instead of dying. They even began to realize that they weren't feeling like their old selves and that scared them.
Harry lifted his homemade spear in front of them and tried to taunt the beast. "Come on. Let me kill you,"
The beast roared and ran forwards.
Over. Harry thought and swiftly jumped and flipped to land on the beast's back.
Right. Hermione thought and promptly flipped to her right side, her daughter in her tight embrace as her husband stabbed the beast so fast, it didn't even know until it fell face first in the dirt and bled out.
Harry jumped off the beast when it collapsed and looked to his family. See? Easy peasy.
Hermione smirked.
He strode forwards and kissed his wife before pulling back to smile at their little girl and scruff her hair.
"Daddy?" Lily asked, her emerald eyes boring into his.
"Yes, sweetie," Harry reassured his daughter and kissed her forehead, knowing what she was asking. "Now we can keep moving,"
"You always scare me when you have to fight. I never know if you're going to get hurt," Hermione said with a shudder.
"Like you're any different," Harry returned.
Hermione punched his arm.
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Albus Dumbledore stared into his mirror as he straightened his robe, his blue eyes showing deep sadness. He glanced to his right to look at the calendar next to the mirror and sighed deeply to not cry. Two years to the day.
"And yet, it's just another day for most," He reminded himself. "You still have a school to run. You have other children depending on you. Smile and seize the day,"
"Keep telling yourself that, dearie," the mirror said in a sad voice.
He sighed deeply again, mustering his happiness and joy he should be feeling. At least try. Try like the Granger's and Sirius does…well, a little more lively. I wonder how they're doing…
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Sirius Black sat in his armchair facing the fire that kept him warm all night. He hasn't bothered shaving since he could remember, though he did shower regularly to keep Albus happy and he knew everyone was shocked he hasn't used any magic. But he didn't feel the need to do anything since he couldn't feel any emotions as his one happy moment was snatched away. In fact, he hadn't felt any happiness since Harry and Hermione disappeared. He felt like his last name said…black.
His best friend, Remus Lupin, lived with him and their home was now the Order of the Phoenix Headquarters – not that it mattered. Both men didn't even bother with the meetings. What was the point of fighting Voldemort without his godson? Or better yet, his godson's brilliant girlfriend?
His cousin, Nymphadora Tonks – who prefers her last name – and her mother, Andromeda Tonks, tried to cheer them up numerous times, although Tonks preferred to comfort the werewolf she knew she was falling in love with.
It was a waste of time however, since neither felt anything anymore.
Sirius did visit the Granger's from time to time to talk of their children, Harry and Hermione.
He flinched.
Even now, I still get the ache in my chest. It's like Harry and Hermione took all the happiness in the world with them. I guess they did, in a way. Sirius thought as he looked at the pictures of Harry, Hermione, James, and Lily. I'm sorry Prongs…you too Lily. I'm sorry I couldn't keep him safe and alive to live his life.
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Emma Granger sighed sadly as she pushed through the channels on the telly, her legs underneath her on the beautiful blue couch. She could still remember that horrible day very vividly when she was told her daughter was gone, perhaps forever. She had even left Hermione's room a shrine, though her husband was very much against the idea…then again, he wanted to get rid of everything Hermione and magic from their lives. They had never tried for a second child, fearing it would be magical.
Thinking of her other half, Daniel had changed drastically. He seemed to be more angry at the littlest things and suddenly sad with memories. He did make the effort to go to work and try to live – but only because he had to. She knew he wished they were rich like Sirius so they could grieve in peace.
Emma, however, had stopped working at the dentistry and rather started to work at a local book store her daughter went to every time they were home, so she could remember her daughter every waking day. That pissed her husband off, of course, so much that he hired a younger girl, knowing how she would feel about that.
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In a blood red office of the Gringotts Bank, sat a very sad and angry head goblin that tried to dampen his warrior blood to take vengeance for the kidnapping of the Potter Scion as well as the deaths of the other powerful Scions. The only thing stopping him was that no one knew the enemy or how the portal even opened.
He took another swig of firewhiskey as he stared at the papers on his desk, wondering which was more important.
There was a quick succession of knocking before the door opened and the goblin bowed and spoke. "Forgive my intrusion, Sir Ragnok,"
"Arise Silvertooth. I'm sure you have a reason for the intrusion," Ragnok said as he finished his drink.
Silvertooth grinned as he stood up and that smile was creepy enough, though it did intrigue the head goblin now. "Indeed, Sir," He agreed and showed him the paper in his hands.
Lord Harry James Potter Gryffindor and Lady Hermione Jane Potter Ravenclaw's Accounts
Ragnok stood up, his chair toppling over before he stared at a grinning Silvertooth.
Silvertooth nodded and waited for instructions.
"Get me Amelia Bones. If they are indeed married and alive, the Ministry will surely have documents,"
"But why wouldn't they notify anyone?"
Ragnok grinned before answering. "Because they really are not in this dimension. But they're alive,"
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The Potters started walking again as the sky turned a darker red, signalling nightfall was approaching and the red earth underneath them crackled as they walked. Instead of trees, they had rocks building upwards, which was obviously not natural. Then again, the first time they arrived, things were different and weird; the sky and ground was a constant red that only changed its brightness. Even the beasts and humans were different, physically and their fighting style.
This had caused Harry and Hermione to fight for their survival and protection. It was a wonder they were still alive, especially with a baby.
They kept walking as usual, with no destination in mind, though they did occasionally stop and rest. Lily had adapted quickly to her parents' lifestyle; she never seemed upset or angry. Something Hermione was thankful for.
Steadily, the day grew darker, causing Harry to pull his family closer. He never gave much thought to making his own family, but now the he had a wife and a daughter, his protective instinct went into overdrive. He loved every moment with his wife, but it was nothing compared to when their daughter was born and opened her eyes. He was so happy he had a family – that was also alive – that the unbearable pain in Harry's head had knocked him out for days and they didn't know why or why he had seen inside Voldemort's head. Of course, Hermione had begun panicking until Harry reminded her where they were and for the first time, Harry and Hermione felt safe. They began thinking of this as their home away from Voldemort, Death Eaters, and a crazy school.
With Harry down, though, Hermione was on her own. Thankfully, she was an amazing fighter and had kept them alive.
Hermione screamed loudly as she clenched the dirt, making her nails bleed.
Harry winced as he sat near the end of her spread legs looking for a tiny head, feeling helpless and sorry for his young wife.
She cried from the pain, but the urge to push harder was there.
That's when Harry finally noticed a tiny blob. "Finally!"
"Really?" She cried out and then gasped as another contraction hit.
He grinned at her and answered. "You're nearly there, baby,"
She let out a dry laugh, before she pushed again and let out a sharp cry.
Harry slowly pulled the baby out, holding her in his hands and promptly waved his hand to clean the baby. "Baby…it's a girl. We created a baby girl," He said in awe as he crawled to lay beside his wife, showing her as he passed the baby to her.
Hermione held the baby as she caressed the baby's cheek. "Why isn't she crying?" She wondered aloud.
Before Harry could answer, emerald eyes suddenly peered at the two of them as a pink tongue stuck out. She scrunched her face to yawn and then peered at the two quietly.
"She's perfect," He whispered.
"She's so quiet," She whispered.
The baby just blinked before smiling.
Harry and Hermione smiled widely.
Harry felt the unexplainable love for his daughter and reached for her, except a sharp pain stabbed him in his head, making him cringe and move away before the pain exploded into fire, making him cry out as darkness overcame him and he distantly heard Hermione scream his name.
Harry then noticed something strange; he was staring at multiple Death Eaters, Nagini lay near him on his right side with a trembling man with literally a mousey look on his left. They all then bowed and Harry just knew he was inside Voldemort's head, though he couldn't tell when. Must have been before Harry ruined him.
Suddenly, he started to see flashes of a young man performing some kind of magic with a few objects, over and over, not knowing the reason.
Finally, the darkness came back and he succumbed peacefully…only to be woken up after what felt like a few seconds.
Harry slowly blinked awake on the coarse red ground, a fire roaring beside him and the love of his life wringing a cloth.
Harry sat upright, scared. "Where is she? Where's our girl?"
Hermione gasped before she flung her arms around him. "What happened? Are you okay?" She asked as she felt around his body.
He hugged her close, reveling in her closeness and heat.
She pulled away and looked to his left.
He followed her gaze to see wrapped in a purple blanket was their beautiful sleeping baby and he breathed in relief.
"I don't know what happened, but I just kept the bad guys away, fed her, and took care of you," She whispered, caressing his cheek. "Are you okay?"
He nodded and hugged her close. "Thank you,"
"Halt!" a deep voice commanded.
The young couple stopped in surprise.
A man stepped from behind a large rock that was obviously protecting him. He was a large and tall man with dark red eyes and skin that was pale white, almost blue, embellished with tattoos from his face down to his arms. He had a glowing necklace hanging low.
"Says who?" Harry demanded.
"Me," the man answered with a growl.
Hermione snorted before finding her voice. "And why should we listen to you?"
The man looked surprised that the girl had bravery in this place before remembering to threaten them. "Because I can squash you like a bug,"
Lily let out a laugh.
The man looked at the baby in the woman's arms and could obviously see she was theirs – how they had one and still kept living was beyond him. "What's so funny?" the man asked, before realizing he was talking to a baby.
"Bye, bye," She answered sweetly.
"Why you little…" the man hissed as he reached for her, but before he could grab her he was found looking at the deep red sky with a sore back. He looked to his left to see the man with emerald eyes glaring at him.
"Don't you dare touch my daughter," He spat.
The man had to respect him – he had guts and good skills. Except, well, he's been here longer than emerald eyes and would kill him.
He jumped up, grabbing his sword.
Harry and Hermione eyed him wearily.
"Show me the rest of your guts," the man taunted.
Harry sighed and pulled his spear out.
Hermione did the same.
Okay, didn't expect her to fight too. He thought. He shrugged and swung his blade at the girl, except she rolled, tossing her daughter to her husband, who easily caught his daughter and swung at him at the same time. Holy shit! He almost got me! The man thought as he stepped back only for the woman to kick the back of his knees, making him fall painfully. He growled and elbowed behind him, hearing a grunt.
Then he felt pain on the side of his head as he fell sideways. Shaking the pain and dizziness away, he got up, surprised to see them in fighting stance, their daughter on her dad's back, smiling. With a roar, he swung his blade and attacked again. He swung in circles at each of them.
Both jumped back and literally twirled away.
As he fought though, he did get the two of them with shallow cuts and good punches, but they never even slowed down. He was surprised, yet again.
They surrounded him and fought as he spun in circles. He couldn't let them get behind his back. They'd kill him for sure.
Hermione then jumped and flipped over him while Harry cut his leg deeply.
The man fell down with a loud cry, but he swung at the emerald eyed man again – only to find air.
Harry had tossed his daughter to Hermione and jumped behind the man, his knife pointed at his neck.
The man felt the sharp end and took a deep breath before he pushed himself forwards, away from Harry and rolled until he was upright again.
Hermione tossed Lily to Harry and split her blade with her magic.
The man stared, shocked.
Harry then took that opportunity to swiftly wave his hand, and the man felt paralyzed, that is, until he felt a sharp sting and looked down as the woman slid between his legs and cut the inside of them, deeply.
He fell.
Hermione got up from behind him as he moved upright and noticed the family looking at him. He was still paralyzed, but knew he was bleeding quickly.
Their looks turned emotionless, even the child's. He felt fear for once.
"How?" He gurgled, his blood slowly spewing out.
"We're magical," Harry answered and shrugged before waving his hand again.
The man felt another sharp sting and looked down. There was a cut, an inch deep, embedded in his stomach. He looked back up.
"We can kill with magic and our hands," Hermione told him and she lifted her hand in the air.
The man watched the beautiful birds fly around him. He had never seen anything so magnificent. The birds here were disgusting and huge. He looked at the baby, wondering if she was magical too.
"Yes, she is," Harry answered, knowing what he was thinking.
The man took a deep shuddering breath as he felt his body convulsing. "Please…please end it," He pleaded.
Harry handed their daughter to Hermione and stepped over him to grab the front of his shirt. He pulled the man up and noticed an odd necklace around his neck. "What an odd necklace," He commented and looked back at his wife. "Doesn't it look odd?"
Hermione looked at the necklace and tilted her head, curiously.
Harry raised his spear and aimed it at the man's neck. He gripped the necklace in the other hand and swiftly shoved the spear forward through the man's neck, spilling blood on Harry.
The man stared at the three as his pain faded. The woman was covered in dirt, blood, had a cut, and a bruise on her cheek. The man was also cut slightly, with blood splattered on him, and a slight bruise. He smiled. At least I hurt them a little bit. His last thoughts faded with him.
Hermione and Harry felt his life leave him.
Harry stood up, forgetting his hand on the necklace.
SNAP.
Startled, they both looked down as the chain on the blue necklace snapped and it started to glow a deep blue color before building a sphere around them.
They instinctively tried backing up, but found they couldn't.
Harry held Hermione tightly as the color brightened and let out a curse.
"Mommy?"
Hermione gripped her daughter tighter as they were blinded and felt a familiar tug on their naval.
They gasped as they felt themselves falling suddenly, but the blue sphere kept its hold around them as they fell.
Hermione closed her eyes and waited for impact.
CRASH.
They both flinched when they heard the noise and felt the sphere wobble a bit. They fell a little more feet when they finally stopped moving, as if they landed on a hard surface.
Harry looked at Hermione in confusion just as the sphere broke into tiny glass pieces and they both closed their eyes, remembering a trap happened last time – a ghost tried to suck out their souls through their eyes.
Hermione groaned as she woke up, holding her protruding belly as she opened her eyes.
In front of her stood a ghostly mist of a human form, staring at Harry.
Hermione froze. "Harry, wake up," She hissed to her husband and looked at him.
Harry was already staring back at the ghost, wide eyed, and barely breathing.
Hermione panicked, rushing to him, but the ghost flew right in front of her, stopping her. She stared into the blue-white orbs, fascinated, until she felt cold all over, her chest tightening. She gasped, trying to breathe. "Harry…" She wheezed. She fell back, slowly.
The ghost continued to stare at her, taking her life essence and her child's.
What neither noticed was that Harry woke up after the connection was broken. He crawled to his pregnant wife and put his hand over her eyes.
She gasped as her breath came back slowly.
"Keep your eyes shut," Harry wheezed. He had felt like a Dementor was trying to kill him.
Hermione closed her eyes.
So did Harry.
Finally, a long while later after they regained their posture and magic, they both used their magic to find the ghost and banish it.
The ghost screamed as it was forcibly removed.
After a few moments, Harry spoke. "It's okay, love. It's gone,"
Hermione opened her eyes and started to cry.
"Shhh," Harry soothed her. "We just know for next time, love. We're learning to survive in this place, and we will,"
Hermione felt her husband's reassurance and slowly stopped crying.
They both put their hands on her belly.
"And so will the baby," Harry promised.
They slowly opened their eyes and stared in shock as people stared back. Familiar people.
They were back at Hogwarts.
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Albus stared at his students as they ate their lunch, thinking of the last two years and sighed. Their idiot Minister didn't want any publicity so he ruled everything accidental deaths and no hope for Mr. Potter and Ms. Granger. That was its own bad publicity.
That was when a loud crash echoed through the Great Hall.
Everyone screamed and backed away out of instinct.
That's when a huge blue sphere came down and landed on the stone floor, making a force wave. The force crackled the floor up to the walls, knocking students down, and the tables skittered. Before anyone could react or do anything, the sphere exploded like glass.
And standing there was Harry and Hermione – with a child. They were covered in dirt, blood, and bruises, except the child.
Albus stared. They're alive!
Hermione backed into Harry instinctively and he put his arm around her, watching everyone wearily.
Everyone stared since no one knew what to say.
"Harry? Hermione? Is it really you?" Albus asked.
They didn't say anything except stare right back. After living the life they did, they were cautious and ready to fight.
"Harry!" a red haired girl cried as she ran up to them.
It was Ginevra Weasley.
But, of course, the two reacted; both put their hands up as Hermione erected a shield and Harry pushed Ginny back, his eyes going darker.
Ginny flew into Neville Longbottom, shocked.
"Back off!" Harry yelled, his hands raised. Hermione kept the shield up, while holding Lily, eyeing everyone.
Everyone gasped, even the teachers.
Ronald Weasley was about to go forward, except Neville held him back.
"Are you an idiot? Did you not see what just happened? Obviously, they're protective, you fool!" Neville hissed at the red head.
Ron backed up, glaring at Neville.
"Wise choice, 'fool'," Hermione snapped.
Everyone visibly flinched.
Ron gaped in hurt and shock.
Albus watched in amazement. They both just used wandless magic against their own friends. "Harry," He said softly. "Hermione."
They looked at him. Their eyes seemed darker and more haunted. He knew why.
"We're real…you're not there anymore," His voice was soft. "We don't wish to harm you,"
Slowly, Hermione dropped the shield and glanced back at Harry, who was still cautious. "Harry?" She whispered questioningly.
They both remembered when they were tricked into thinking they were back home.
Harry woke up, back sore as usual, opened his eyes and sat up…only to freeze.
Standing tall and in front of him was Hogwarts School.
"Impossible," He whispered happily. "'Mione, wake up,"
"What is it, Harry?" She mumbled, but woke up.
"Is that…is that Hogwarts?" He asked.
"Oh, my, God…yes it is!" She squealed and ran towards it, Harry following behind. She pushed open the huge doors but stopped.
The inside was just like the outside. Red, red, and more red. No roof, no walls, no students.
Nothing.
Harry turned around in confusion.
Hermione started to laugh, then cry, before finally cursing.
Harry was surprised. Hermione rarely cursed. "What is it?"
Hermione chuckled through her tears. "They made us think we were home," She explained as she gestured to the three people standing there, white as paper.
Harry stared, shocked.
"We just needed to lure you,"
"Give you false hope and show you how ruthless this place is,"
"We're hungry,"
Harry and Hermione gulped, whipping out their wands.
"Ah, ah, ah. No wands," One of them whispered.
Harry and Hermione cursed.
Albus walked forward slowly. "No one else," He ordered. "Who's the little girl?" He asked as he peered at the girl. She had emerald eyes with dark brown hair, not quite black, and the color of skin like Hermione's…Harry and Hermione's daughter.
They had a daughter in an alternate dimension.
"Lily Jane Potter," Harry answered proudly. He loved his family to death and would proudly introduce her. Besides, it was the child with the love of his life.
"She's yours?" Albus asked.
Obviously. Harry thought and nodded.
Ginny felt her heart constrict. It wasn't fair. She never even had a chance, even after getting rid of the bothersome bookworm.
"Can I hold her?" Albus asked.
They hesitated.
"We don't mean to harm you, I swear," Albus promised. "I'm just so happy you returned to us after all these years,"
No one came forward.
"How long?" Harry finally asked.
"Two years," Albus answered. "Your guardian and parents will love to see you, after mourning you all these years,"
Still nothing.
Harry tried Apparating.
"You can't," Albus told him.
That's when Harry and Hermione knew they were home.
"You can't Apparate inside Hogwarts," Hermione whispered, along with Albus.
Finally, they broke down crying, relieved they were away from that dimension, holding each other as Lily looked on in confusion.
Albus moved forwards to hug them tightly. "You're home. You're okay,"
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Harry and Hermione sat on the couch in the Headmaster's office, while Lily sat on her daddy's lap, playing with a toy Albus gave her. It puffed smoke and cooed. She was fascinated.
"Do you wish to talk about it?" Albus asked softly.
Harry shook his head. Hermione shook her head, also.
Lily, however, was a different story.
"Fight monsters!" She exclaimed, ready to tell, but her daddy put his hand over her mouth. She looked sad and looked at her daddy, who shook his head. She sighed and went back to her toy.
Albus was surprised what the little girl said and felt sad for his pupils. "Are you sure?" Albus asked. "Or would you rather see your parents?"
Harry and Hermione said nothing, except looked into space, their memories haunting them. Their eyes were dark with dark shadows underneath, and their demeanor screamed 'back off'.
"I'm going to go get the Granger's and Sirius," He informed them.
No sign of light in their eyes.
"I would appreciate it if you all stayed here until I returned," He informed them before leaving.
Once he was gone, Harry let out a breath and turned to his wife to talk quietly. "I thought he was never going to leave,"
"Harry, what are we going to do?" Hermione asked her husband as the fear of being back and what it meant hit hard. "How are we going to finish schooling and raise Lily?"
"I'm pretty sure we can get housing rights in Gryffindor and still do school and raise Lily. I am still rich here," Harry reassured her. "Plus, after everything we've been through, school and peer problems are nothing,"
Hermione let out a sigh.
Lily let herself down from her daddy, her legs wobbly as she tried to stand and walked to the numerous toys on the desk and walls to put the toy back and walked back to her parents.
"And what about that murderer?" Hermione asked.
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"Do any of you know why Albus called a meeting?" Molly asked as she stirred her soup.
"Never seen him all day," Tonks answered as she flipped a spoon.
"Nor I," Alastor 'Mad-Eye' Moody said gruffly.
That was when a head appeared in the flames of the kitchen Floo Network.
"Molly,"
"Ah!" She exclaimed and turned to the fireplace. "Albus, don't scare me like that!" She panted as her breath regulated.
"Terribly sorry," He apologized. "But can you get Sirius for me?"
"I'll try," Tonks said with a sigh.
"Tell him who it is,"
Tonks nodded and disappeared.
"Albus, what's going on? Why did you call a meeting?" Molly asked.
"Ah…that was for something else, but something very important came up. I'll show you as soon as I can. Meeting will be at seven pm instead now," Albus answered, hoping Harry and Hermione were ready to see everyone. "And feel free to bring your children,"
"They're in school," Molly reminded him.
"Yes, well, Minerva will gladly help, I'm sure," Albus replied.
"Why?" Moody asked suspiciously.
"You'll see," Albus answered.
"Albus," Sirius' dead voice greeted.
Albus visibly flinched. Sirius Black was a wreck. "Sirius, I need you to come to Hogwarts, immediately. Floo to Minerva's chambers,"
Sirius looked puzzled, but nodded nonetheless
"See you all soon," Albus told them and disappeared.
Moody frowned, wondering what was up.
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"Mrs. Granger," a voice called.
Emma shrieked as she threw the bowl of chips in the air. Déjà vu, much? She thought as she looked to the voice to see Albus Dumbledore's face in her blazing fireplace. "How are you doing that?"
Daniel had just finished cooking and was bringing their food when his wife shrieked. He followed her gaze as he put the lunch plates down. "What is it now?"
"Um, you are needed at the school here, immediately," Albus said in shock at the man's voice, but didn't want to give away too much.
"We're eating," Emma answered dully.
"It's very important," Albus insisted.
Daniel and Emma looked thoughtful, before looking at each other and communicated.
Like Harry and Hermione. Albus thought, watching the Granger's.
"Okay." Emma answered, her husband agreeing.
Albus sighed in relief before speaking again. "Wonderful! I'll send someone for you,"
They nodded.
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Harry and Hermione froze when they heard voices outside the door and stood up in their defensive positions swiftly.
Albus entered the office first, followed by Minerva, Sirius, and the Granger's. Albus went to his desk as Sirius was mumbling "This better be good, Albus."
"Of course,"
Daniel opened his mouth to say something, but stopped and stared at the three people standing by the couch. One had emerald eyes, jet black hair, and was tall and muscular. The other was a woman with brown, wavy hair and brown eyes, and she was also toned. There was a baby in her arms that was obvious who her parents were. Daniel made a choking sound. They look so different.
"What is it?" Emma asked and turned to her husband, annoyed. She followed her husband's gaze and gasped aloud.
Sirius, hearing the Granger's, turned and nearly choked.
"Hermione," Daniel said stiffly. He didn't like the look in her eyes.
"Harry?" Sirius whispered.
Still, no one moved.
"Harry, Hermione, wouldn't you like to say hi?" Albus asked.
Harry and Hermione hesitated. They had already forgotten their parents and these people in front of them made them more cautious, since during their time in that dimension, they had met people who told them that their parents weren't theirs for obvious reasons.
"Don't worry, love, Sirius will come for us, with the help of your parents," Harry reassured his wife.
"You think so?" Hermione asked.
"They love us," He reassured her with a nod.
"Are you sure?" a hollowed voice whispered.
Startled, they looked around, but saw nothing.
"If they truly cared, they should be here by now, don't you think?" the voice continued.
Both froze and listened.
"Where is this Sirius Black now? What about the Granger's? They should work together, if they truly wanted you back,"
Hermione teared as the voice was right.
Harry was harder to convince however. "We're in a different place, an alternate dimension. How can anyone find us?"
Hermione listened.
"Magic," the voice hissed.
Harry froze as the voice was right.
"They have magic. Why don't they get you, if they truly want you back?" the voice asked.
Neither spoke.
"Because they don't! They don't want you or even want you back! They probably staged for you to be here!"
Hermione openly sobbed as Harry teared.
The voice was right.
Suddenly, a human form appeared in front of them. "They have magic, don't they?"
Harry looked at the form and raised his hand quickly, before it could react.
The form screamed as it burned into thin air.
"It's right, Harry," Hermione clutched him.
"Yes, It is,"
"Who are you?" Hermione hissed, her eyes narrowed. "How do you know our names?"
Emma gasped.
"How do you know my name?" Harry asked the man with black hair.
Sirius' eyes widened before he started to explain. "You're my godson, Harry! Your parents were my best friends! Don't you remember?"
Harry eyed him. The man did look hurt, but Harry had no family. "I have no family except my wife and daughter,"
Minerva gasped. They're married? But how? And how did they know?
Hermione eyed the two people in disdain before speaking. "I'm not your daughter. My parents wouldn't let me live in an alternate dimension,"
Lily wondered why her parents were using different, scary voices.
Albus sighed and dropped his head into onto his desk, rather loudly and even Minerva was amazed.
Emma teared.
"We had no choice," Emma whispered. "We aren't magical. There was no way for us to help you,"
"Don't you remember me? You guys saved me and got me a trial before you…disappeared. I gave Hermione a gift from Ginny,"
That's when they remembered everything…the fear…the screaming…the horror. Even saving Sirius Black and Buckbeak. That's when they did remember their parents, but still stood wary. They still never looked for them.
Albus saw their eyes become lighter with memories of who they are and saw the cautious look come back. They remember, but are still distrustful. "They are your family, Harry and Hermione. Would I lie to you?"
Would he? Harry asked.
"Mr. Potter…Harry," Minerva whispered, stepping forward cautiously before Hermione could answer.
Harry stepped back, eyeing her.
"Please…you have to remember. We need you. We missed you. Don't you remember your mother was Lily Evans Potter and your dad was James Potter? They loved you with everything, but unfortunately, died when you were just a baby. They left you with Sirius, but you were sent to the Dursley's instead and had to rescue Sirius…the same year you disappeared. Please remember,"
Harry and Hermione's minds raced, especially with their pleading Head of House.
"Please…give your guardians a chance," Minerva pleaded to her cubs. They look and seem so different now. "You're home now,"
The adults waited with baited breath.
Finally, Harry and Hermione moved forwards with arms open – well, as much as Hermione could do while holding Lily.
Emma and Daniel rushed forwards to hug them both, as did Sirius.
Albus sighed in relief and nodded towards Minerva, who was covering her mouth with her hand and trying not to cry so loud.
Lily was still in her mother's embrace, but very confused.
After many minutes of crying and reassuring, it was quiet again.
"Did you want to come back home?" Emma asked her daughter, holding her hand.
Hermione tightened her hold on Lily and took her hand from her mother's to grasp Harry's hand. "Actually, I prefer to go where my husband goes. We're going to get our own home and complete our schooling and get jobs,"
Her mood changed so quickly, at the mention of home.
Harry nodded.
"How can you live on your own? And where?" Daniel demanded.
"We're rich. We're smart. We'll figure it out," Hermione snapped.
Daniel was ready to retort, but Emma gripped his arm.
Harry pulled his wife closer, not ready to lose her.
"Will the baby stay here in school with you?" Minerva asked, hoping to ease some tension.
The young parents glanced at the Headmaster.
Albus smiled, looking at Lily before speaking. "Of course. I'm sure some house elves would love to babysit. Babies are so rare here,"
"House elves?" Hermione asked.
"I should hope babies are rare," Daniel said with a snort.
Sirius glanced at the young couple to see hardened eyes and posture.
"I'll get Dobby to explain it to you two," Albus told her.
They nodded and smiled as they remembered the funny elf.
"Well," Minerva said and stood up. "We'll need to evaluate your abilities to determine if you can start your sixth year,"
The young couple nodded.
"They know wandless magic, Minerva," Albus told her. "But I doubt they know the 'right' way of wand casting, such as incantation and movements,"
All adults looked to the nodding young couple, but only Minerva and Sirius' eyed widened since they knew what Albus meant.
Harry and Hermione looked nonplussed, as usual.
"I'll overview you and see what you need to do. If nothing, then you two can start your sixth year," Minerva told them. "However, we did learn more spells in the last two years…"
"I'm sure we can train them over the summer at Sirius' home, right Sirius?" Albus asked.
"Of course!" Sirius agreed. "That is, if you guys want to?"
Harry and Hermione nodded.
"Wait, the whole summer? But…we need to catch up with our daughter," Emma said.
"Of course, Mrs. Granger," Albus reassured her.
"Do you want to evaluate us now?" Hermione asked, ignoring her mother's concern
Minerva thought and nodded her head.
"Wait, before this all happens…what's my granddaughter's name?" Emma asked her daughter.
"Lily Jane Potter," Hermione told her.
Daniel, Sirius, and Emma smiled at the beautiful name. Even Albus and Minerva were happy and delighted.
"Well, I need to do evaluations," Minerva said, cueing them all to leave.
"Ah, well," Albus said as he stood up. "We'll all just head down to the Great Hall to wait,"
"We get to eat now, right?" Daniel asked him.
Albus nodded as he led them away.
"Good luck Hermione and we love you," Emma told her daughter.
"Good luck, cub," Sirius told Harry.
The young couple nodded as the parents left.
"Lils, sit on the couch until mommy and daddy are done, okay?" Harry told his daughter, plopping her on the couch.
"Okay, daddy," She replied. "Can I have a toy?"
Harry waved his wand in the air and made a for her. "Here you go, sweetheart,"
"Thanks, daddy," She said as she played with her doll.
Harry stood up and went beside Hermione, both looking at Minerva expectantly.
Minerva was shocked, but she was curious. "Can you do that too, Ms.…er, Mrs. Potter?"
Hermione looked at her oddly, but nodded before explaining. "That's how we got her clothes, food, and toys. Magic helped us survive," Her voice wavered at the end.
Minerva nodded. "Let's get started,"
OoOoOoOoOoO
Minerva finished writing Harry and Hermione's evaluation reports on their current stance and was proud to note they were beyond their sixth year, but they still needed to go to school. "There. You two are ready for school,"
Harry made a face. At least we can look into homes and our bank accounts before starting school and being gawked at.
Hermione snorted.
Minerva looked over at them.
Hermione schooled her features quickly.
Minerva raised an eyebrow in surprise.
Lily sighed. She was bored. She already knew her parents' powers. She had the same. She just wanted to eat.
Harry looked at his daughter and noticed she was slouching, but knew better than to speak. "Perhaps, we should eat and head to Gringotts to see our assets, my wife,"
Hermione realized he was right. "Yes, I'm pretty hungry,"
Lily hopped off the couch and ran to her daddy. "Finally! I starving!"
Harry laughed and hauled his daughter up and kissed her cheek. "You're always hungry," He teased.
She pouted.
Hermione laughed.
Minerva smiled at the interaction and couldn't wait for them to live their lives again. Sighing, she followed them with the results for Albus.
Hermione was looking at the castle as they walked to the Great Hall, her memories of studying in the library, reading outside, and watching Harry's games came back.
Harry was also looking at everything, remembering his Quidditch games and team. He thought of the Weasley's and wondered how they were before realizing it was Ginny they attacked and Ron they almost attacked.
Oops. Hermione said with a smirk, knowing Ginny's crush.
Harry shook his head in silent laughter.
"This is where mommy and you went to school, right, daddy?" Lily asked, watching everything and everyone as they passed. "The mean professor and giant snake?"
Minerva raised a brow. They told her everything, no sugar coating.
Hermione and Harry ignored the students, however, and kept a pace.
"Yes," Harry answered with a sigh. "If this place was safer, we would still be here,"
Lily and Minerva frowned for different reasons.
"But, no me,"
"Yes, we would have," Hermione reassured her daughter. "We love each other very much,"
"That we do, love," Harry agreed with his wife before kissing her.
Minerva hid a smile as she heard their conversation. And she did notice the students staring until she gave them her 'look'.
Lily smiled at her parents' answer and hummed one of her favorite songs mommy sang to her every night, surprising Minerva again.
A Ravenclaw student was reading and walking towards them, but dropped her book and gaped as a clean Harry and Hermione walked by with a little girl in Harry's arms. She realized Harry was still very handsome and Hermione seemed his perfect match in beauty and power. The little girl was gorgeous, representing her parents.
Then she noticed Professor McGonagall's disapproved look.
The girl coughed and picked up her book as they walked on by.
Harry and Hermione let out smiles at the girl's reaction.
They reached the Great Hall and entered, ready to eat.
At the table on the right, the Gryffindor table, Sirius, Emma, Daniel, and Albus sat there, talking. They decided to join them and eat there also.
Must be class time. Harry mused.
Wow. What time is it then? Hermione wondered.
Minerva sat beside Albus, handing him the evaluations.
A clock appeared beside Hermione as she and Harry looked at.
Just after lunch. Wasn't it late when we left that place? Harry looked at his wife.
They didn't notice the adults staring, wondering how the huge clock appeared and why Harry and Hermione were so quiet.
Alternate dimension, honey. Hermione reminded him and kissed his cheek.
Harry nodded before he realized his daughter was tugging his shirt. He looked into her emerald eyes with a raised brow.
"They looking," Lily said and pointed at the adults.
Harry and Hermione looked at the adults, waiting.
"Er…" Sirius began. "How did the big clock appear? And why were you having a staring contest?"
"Hermione needed to know the time," Harry answered as if it was obvious.
"Okay…so, why the staring contest?" Sirius asked.
The young couple looked confused.
"Just now," Daniel helpfully added.
They looked at each other, then at the adults.
"You mean when we were talking?" Harry asked.
Every adult raised their eyebrows.
"Oh!" Hermione exclaimed. "That's right. You don't know we can communicate in our heads!"
"Oh, right," Harry realized.
Emma and Daniel noticed the other three adults open jaws and wide eyes.
"Is…Is that a big deal?" Emma asked.
"Well…" Albus began. "If it's true, then they're the first soul bonded couple in a hundred years and that is a big deal,"
Harry and Hermione looked confused.
"What's a soul bond? Why is it so important?" Hermione asked.
"Mommy…I hungry," Lily said quietly.
Hermione and Harry looked down.
"Just say what you want kiddo. It'll show up," Sirius told the little girl encouragingly.
Lily looked at her mommy, who nodded. "Um…mommy's food,"
Nothing happened.
Everyone nearly laughed, but didn't want to face the parents' wrath.
"Uh, no, Lils," Sirius said slowly as he tried to hold in his laughter. "You need to say the exact food, like mushroom soup,"
Lily looked at her daddy. "I want what mommy makes,"
"It's called spaghetti," He told her.
"Spaghetti!" Lily called and it appeared on her plate. She giggled and licked her lips. "Yum!"
Hermione chuckled.
"A soul bond is when two souls connect. You know, love," Albus explained. "It's an instant marriage because the couple love each other so much. Mental telepathy is just a bonus,"
Told you we were married. Hermione smirked at her husband.
"The rings gave it away," Harry said to her and the adults.
Sirius laughed.
"Married? But…you're only fifteen!" Emma cried out.
Harry and Hermione stiffened.
"Technically, we'll be sixteen soon," Hermione retorted.
"Not helping, Hermione," Emma said with a frown.
"With soul bonds you're married as soon as it happens. No matter the age," Minerva explained.
"That's stupid!" Daniel exclaimed. "I hope it's for the magical world only!"
Lily looked up, her food forgotten.
Everyone stared at the angry dad.
"Love, I get. Marriage is for when you're older and sure," Daniel said with a growl.
Lily widened her eyes at the growl. It reminded her of the bad men.
Emma nodded.
"Well-," Sirius tried to speak.
"So, you're saying I'm not sure I love my husband?" Hermione icily asked her dad.
"What?" Daniel asked. "No! I'm just saying fifteen is too young for marriage!"
Hermione stood up and took a deep breath before addressing her dad. "I loved Harry since I was eleven. We made love and got married when I was thirteen. I gave birth at fourteen. I think it's too late to lecture me on the birds and the bees and life,"
Albus, Minerva, and Sirius gaped.
Harry shook his head, silently laughing.
Sirius gave Harry a warning look, which made Harry shrug and grin, making Sirius groan.
"Stop IT!" Emma screamed, standing up.
Harry jumped up swiftly, putting Hermione behind him.
Daniel then jumped up, as well.
"Whoa, whoa!" Sirius exclaimed, standing up.
Albus and Minerva watched, waiting if anyone was going to get physical or worse.
Daniel glared into the emerald eyes that took his daughter away and aged her. "You son of a bitch. You knock up my daughter at fourteen? Only after marrying at thirteen!"
Everyone gasped.
Lily looked back and forth.
Harry's gaze hardened and it seemed to be colder, startling Daniel.
Hermione pulled her husband back. "Leave my husband alone." She hissed. "You wouldn't understand. I FELL IN LOVE! Marriage and a baby just followed naturally!"
Albus looked at Minerva with a smile and raised eyebrows.
"Hermione, er, Mrs. Potter," Minerva scolded. "You are not making it easier,"
"Easier? Easier?!" Harry yelled. "We lived in Hell! HELL! Was it so wrong for us to find comfort?!"
Lily looked around uneasily. Her parents rarely yelled.
"Makes sense," Sirius muttered.
The young couple seemed shocked to have someone agreeing.
"The hell it does!" Daniel snapped.
The adults seemed to not notice a few students eavesdropping.
"Hermione, grab Lily. We're leaving," Harry told his wife. "Take down the wards,"
Albus gulped at his anger, but did so as he tried to speak. "Harry…wait…"
Hermione picked up Lily, holding Harry's hand as he put up one hand to stop the Headmaster.
"There is no way you're taking my daughter again!" Emma exclaimed.
Hermione glared down at her parents and spoke coldly. "He didn't take me anywhere before. I did. And I can go where the hell I want!"
Emma and Daniel froze.
"Albus," Minerva warned.
That's when Harry, Hermione, and Lily disappeared with a loud crack.
Everyone just stared.
"That's it!" Daniel yelled as he turned to Albus. "She's still underage! Bring her to me!"
Sirius coughed.
"Well…actually, she's technically an adult in the Wizarding World," Albus said slowly.
Daniel stared.
"What?!" Emma shrieked.
"Speaking of which, shouldn't we notify the Ministry?" Minerva asked.
"First the bank," Albus told her.
OoOoOoOoOoO
Harry and Hermione – who was carrying Lily – walked down Diagon Alley towards Gringotts Bank, ignoring the stares they were receiving. They didn't even stop or pause as they continued to walk, their steps practically pounding the pavement.
Soon, Gringotts Bank was in view.
"Are you okay, darling?" Hermione asked her husband as she shifted her daughter more comfortably in her arms.
Harry took a deep breath. "Yes," He told his wife as he put his hand on her back when they entered the goblin bank.
Liar.
Harry just kissed her cheek.
Hermione stopped them and put her hand on his cheek, looking into his emerald eyes. She could see so many emotions and wanted to ease his mind. She kissed him softly.
Harry pulled her closer, needing her comfort.
After a few seconds, she pulled away and was glad to see emerald eyes that were clearer.
Thank you. I love you, baby. Harry smiled down at her and pulled her along to continue to reach a teller.
Lily was oblivious to her parents and rathered stared in fascination at the tiny, scary looking creatures. The bank was silent as their steps echoed with the occasional clink of them counting money. She kept turning her head to look around. "Wow,"
Her parents chuckled lightly.
"Yes, I know, sweetheart," Hermione said and kissed her daughter's forehead.
They stopped at the last teller and the goblin looked up.
"Hello, my name is Harry Potter with my wife and child, Hermione and Lily Potter. We wish to see our accounts, please," Harry forced himself to ask politely.
The goblin was lucky Harry was polite.
"How do I know you're not an imposter? I'm fairly certain Mr. Potter had disappeared rather suddenly two years ago," the goblin asked cruelly. "Or all of you aren't?"
Harry sighed before straightening and leaned towards the goblin, who backed up, surprised. "I am Harry fucking Potter-,"
Harry! Language!
"Asking for your manager," Harry growled, ignoring Hermione. "Now,"
The goblin was surprised at the power and anger. Instead of being scared, he sneered and walked away.
"Asshole," Harry called.
"Harry!" Hermione warned. "We're in a goblin bank,"
Harry looked to see goblins shifting. Instead of being scared, Harry concentrated on emitting his power from him.
Lily and Hermione followed, standing defensively.
The goblin security held up their spears, coming closer.
Harry let his power go, which made a huge wave that knocked the goblins back, their weapons falling.
The rest of the goblins ran to attack.
"Back off!" Hermione screamed as her power erupted, sending them all flying into the walls, weapons on the floor.
"Impressive, Lord and Lady Potter Gryffindor Ravenclaw,"
The young couple swung to the voice to see a goblin wearing a suit and a thoughtful expression.
"Is the child the same?"
Before anyone could do anything, Lily pushed her magic to just slightly push the goblin.
The goblin felt her magic and knew that was minimal power. He grinned.
Harry and Hermione stared, their adrenaline coming down.
"My name is Ragnok," the goblin greeted. "Shall we continue your visit in my office?"
The young couple stared.
Ragnok stared back, just as nonplussed.
"Okay," Harry finally agreed.
"Wonderful!" Ragnok said with a smile. "Follow me,"
Was that a smile? Hermione wondered
"I think so," Harry answered.
"You think so what, my Lord?" Ragnok asked as he stopped at a door that read GRINGOTTS BANK MANAGER: RAGNOK. He was warned ahead of time by Albus the two teenagers were different and quiet, so he wasn't surprised at what he witnessed.
"About-wait, what do you mean by my Lord?" Harry asked.
Ragnok gestured for them to enter.
They walked in the large office, noticing the desk on the left and a couch on the right with a coffee table in he center. They walked to the couch and sat down and looked at him expectantly.
"Not only do I believe you two are who you say you are, but a couple hours ago I was told by one of my workers that a few accounts had joined with names on them. He even brought me a paper of the truth," Ragnok explained as he placed a golden paper on the coffee table.
Harry and Hermione looked at it.
Lord Harry James Potter Gryffindor and Lady Hermione Jane Potter Ravenclaw's Accounts
Whoa. Harry thought.
"Holy shit," Hermione said without realizing.
"Language, darling," Harry teased.
Hermione blushed and looked at her daughter. "Never say that word until your older,"
Lily giggled.
Well, they seem homely. Even with that display of power…which I need to tell Albus about. Ragnok thought as he watched the family. "So, I repeat, I really do believe you. But we do still need to prove it with your blood for our records, of course." He gestured to an ink pad on his desk.
"Of course. How do I use it?" Harry asked.
"May we keep this paper for ourselves?" Hermione asked before Ragnok could answer.
"Of course, my Lady," Ragnok told her, before addressing Harry. "Just press on it and it will tell us who you are and what you are entitled to,"
Hermione flushed at her address.
Harry pressed his finger on it and felt a slight prick, but didn't express pain. His recent years taught him that. "Does my daughter have to do this, too?"
Ragnok looked at the beautiful baby in the mother's arms and sighed. "Unfortunately,"
"Of course," Harry replied.
After a moment, ghostly writing appeared above the ink pad.
Harry James Potter Gryffindor Ravenclaw
Married to Hermione Jane Potter Ravenclaw
Dad of Lily Jane Potter Gryffindor Ravenclaw
Son of James and Lily Potter
Harry raised his eyebrows when he seen how wealthy they really were. He didn't even know he was a descendant of Gryffindor. "Wow…Hermione we are really well off and we have tons of homes and manors,"
Ragnok was a little surprised the Lord had said we. Normally the Lord of his home never includes his wife.
"I see that," She agreed in shock. She didn't know her husband was that wealthy, but she shouldn't be surprised. He always was different. She chuckled.
Harry and Ragnok looked at her.
"Oh," She noticed their looks and began to explain. "I shouldn't be surprised since my husband was always different. Hopefully everyone won't think I married you for just your money,"
"They better not," Harry said with a growl as he took his daughter so his wife could do the same thing. "Cause I'd be pissed,"
Hermione laughed.
"I don't doubt that, my Lord, considering earlier," Ragnok said.
Harry chuckled before speaking. "Please, just call me Harry when we are alone,"
Ragnok was shocked. Very rare for wizards to ask this. "Of course, My Lo…Harry,"
Hermione gently touched the pad, ignoring the pain.
Hermione Jane Potter Ravenclaw Gryffindor
Married to Harry James Potter Gryffindor
Mom of Lily Jane Potter Gryffindor Ravenclaw
"Thank you for verifying," Ragnok said.
"Huh. Together we own half of the school," Harry mused.
Ragnok looked at the child.
"Ah," Harry realized.
Hermione looked at Harry and told him. "Lily inherits this all. I bet you it will say all that,"
"It will, my Lady," Ragnok informed her.
Hermione blushed before talking him. "Please, just Hermione, when we are alone,"
Ragnok was shocked, yet again. It was very rare, especially for witches to ask. It was an honor the Lord and Lady wanted to be on first name basis. "Of course,"
"Okay, sweetheart, your turn," Harry told his daughter.
Lily looked at him.
"Put your finger on the ink pad like mommy and daddy did,"
Lily did and she didn't flinch either when the needle pricked her.
Ragnok wondered if this was a good thing.
Lily Jane Potter Gryffindor Ravenclaw
Daughter of Harry James and Hermione Jane Potter Gryffindor Ravenclaw
Lily looked at her daddy. "Good?"
Harry smiled. They had just proven who they are and get their accounts. "Yes, it is good,"
Lily clapped. "Good!"
"It is a pleasure to have you back, Harry and Hermione," Ragnok started off.
"Thank you," Both replied.
"I will give you a card to use for shopping and whatever else in the magical and muggle world you need to do, unless otherwise done by the family account holder. You have a few joined up, so I will need to find your account holder,"
Harry and Hermione nodded.
That will make everything easier. Harry thought.
Definitely. Hermione agreed.
"Do you wish for a map for the location of your homes?"
"Not at this moment, thank you," Hermione reassured him.
"So, if we want a home somewhere else, we can?" Harry asked. He was thinking they should stay away from the magical world for a while.
"Yes, if you wish," Ragnok replied. "I believe the account holder will help to get a home for a young couple,"
"That's perfect, thank you,"
He shook his head. They have to be the most polite and nicest couple I've seen in a while, and yet powerful. "Please wait here while I find out your holder. Would you like sandwiches and drinks?" He asked before leaving.
"Just drinks," Harry answered.
"Very well," He said and left.
Harry and Hermione sighed as they relaxed on the couch, Lily on Hermione's lap.
"That wasn't so bad," Hermione whispered, leaning into her husband.
"Yeah," Harry agreed, wrapping his arm around her. "But who knew we were that rich?" He asked with a deep sigh.
CRACK.
"Here are your drinks, my Lord and Lady," a house elf bowed as she put the tray on the coffee table and disappeared before they could thank the elf.
Hermione shrugged and reached for her drink.
Harry handed his daughter a sippy cup and she took it thankfully as he drank his own drink.
They were in companionable silence until Ragnok appeared with a paper and black card in hand.
"Alright, here is your bank card," Ragnok handed it to Harry since Hermione still had Lily. "This card can be used anywhere. It's a debit card,"
"Do we need a password?"
"Yes," Ragnok answered, putting a debit card pad in front of him. "Put the card in, and go to PIN options and set one up,"
Harry pushed the card in and did as he was told.
Hermione watched him for the PIN and how to use the card. It doesn't seem any different than muggle cards.
"And that is the PIN you enter every time you use the card, okay?" Ragnok warned them.
"Yes,"
"Good," Ragnok said with a nod. "And here is the name of your account holder. Just make an appointment to see him anytime . Anything else I can do for you today?"
"So my wife and daughter are added to my accounts, and vice versa?" Harry asked. He wanted to be sure.
"Yes," Ragnok reassured him. "And no one else."
"Okay, then, that's it,"
They were about to leave, until a paper caught Ragnok's attention.
"Wait!" He called.
They stopped and turned to him.
"I forgot. There is a betrothal contract here between Harry and Ginevra Weasley," Ragnok told them.
All of a sudden, the paper burned to ash, not affecting Ragnok.
Ragnok still let go out of instinct.
Hermione and Ragnok both looked at Harry, while Lily stared at the paper in fascination.
Harry!
"I'm sorry Ragnok. Sometime my magic gets the better of me," Harry apologized after breathing deeply. "Someone coming between me and my wife tends to make me angry,"
Hermione held his hand, calming him down instantly.
"Yes, Lord, er, Harry, of course," Ragnok replied. Inside he was shaking, but he composed himself on the outside. Lord Potter Gryffindor Ravenclaw was not mad at him, but anyone at his directed anger, he did feel sorry for.
Harry's eyes softened and Ragnok was once again glad he was on Harry's side.
"Thank you and good day," They both said and left with a giggling Lily.
"Bye, bye, tiny man!" She said with a giggle and blew raspberries.
Ragnok widened his eyes.
"Lily!" Hermione scolded.
Lily immediately frowned and got teary. "I sorry,"
"No, no, it's alright. It's just I'm used to so many…bad names, and not amusing one," Ragnok rushed to explain, feeling sorry for the little girl.
Harry studied him as Hermione and Lily smiled at him thankfully. He then bowed. "May your enemies fall at your feet,"
The family then left, not noticing the amazed expression on the goblin's face.
"Interesting man, isn't he?" Hermione asked her husband as they stepped in the sun in Diagon Alley.
Harry nodded and was about to reply, but he heard someone call his name. He promptly turned to the voice, as did Hermione.
"Hi!" Lily called and smiled widely.
It was Sirius.
"Harry! Hermione!" Sirius panted as he caught his breath. "Glad I caught up to you!"
Harry and Hermione waited since he didn't seem to be against them like her parents.
He breathed slowly while the couple waited patiently. "Albus wanted to know if you guys would come over to my place and have supper at my place to attend a meeting later on," Sirius told them.
A meeting? Harry mused. I wonder for what.
Only one way to find out. Hermione answered.
Harry sighed in defeat.
Sirius waited.
"As long as our food and drinks aren't poisoned," Hermione told him seriously. "Or any love potions,"
They were almost poisoned before and drugged by love potions from a succubus that wanted Harry.
Hermione and Harry were walking for days after they first made love, thirsty and hungry. She held onto Harry, and he had his arm around her waist.
"Maybe we should have a break," Harry suggested, exhausted.
"Look, smoke! Maybe they can help us!" Hermione said and ran towards the fire.
Harry followed his wife at a slower pace.
"Well, hello," a musical voice called, amused.
They both turned to see a tall blonde with blue eyes, and an hourglass figure. She was very beautiful.
"Hi," They both greeted.
She noticed they weren't drooling or trying to look at her lustily and guessed she'd have to amp it up a bit. "Drink?"
"Yes, please!" They both exclaimed, sitting down.
The woman nearly laughed aloud. Newcomers. She poured love potion in the drink for the man, and poison for the woman. She handed them their drinks with a smile.
"Thank you,"
She frowned when nothing happened.
Suddenly, Hermione lurched forward on her hands and knees, throwing up what she drank. Harry followed soon after.
The woman was shocked. Only soul bond couples were immune to her charms and poisons.
Hermione sat up, glaring at the woman before getting mad. "You bitch! How dare you poison me?"
The woman was now scared because the girl was now emitting colors and power.
"Yuck. Did I have love potion?" Harry asked incredulously.
"I should have smelled your disgusting succubus body," Hermione hissed viciously.
The woman stood still, completely confused.
Harry casually waved his hand as she burned, screaming. "That's for coming between my wife and me,"
Sirius frowned as he wondered what gave her that thought.
"We're immune to those, love, remember?" Harry reminded her as he remembered that same fateful night.
Sirius was surprised. Really?
"Oh, yeah," She said with a frown as she remembered. "We should get amulets to protect us from spells, though,"
Harry nodded in agreement.
Sirius just watched and listened. Apparently, someone tried to dose them. In an alternate dimension. Huh. Weird place and time to do so. "So, dinner...?"
Hermione looked at Harry.
He looked right back at her.
They agreed with their eyes.
"Sure, Sirius," Hermione answered. "We'll Apparate right after you,"
"Great," He grinned. "Oh, it's under a Fidelius Charm. You need to read this and just think of this address when you Apparate,"
Harry took the paper and they both read it silently.
The Order of the Phoenix is located at Number Twelve, Grimmauld Place
The paper then burst into flames.
"Ah, so that's how that charm works," Hermione mused.
"So, you'll follow?" Sirius asked.
"Yup," Harry answered.
Sirius grinned before he left with a loud CRACK.
"Guess we'll do all our things tomorrow," Harry said to his wife.
"I know," Hermione agreed with her husband, her face sympathetic. "Then again, maybe we should rest first."
"I suppose. Ready?" He asked.
She nodded.
Within seconds the couple arrived right behind Sirius as promised.
Sirius looked back and noticed the little family as his house suddenly showed up between the two houses of Number Eleven and Number Thirteen. He watched their faces, but they didn't betray any emotion. They really were emotionless when they wanted to be.
Hm. Cool. Harry thought.
"Well, come on, then," Sirius called as he walked to the front door.
The little family followed.