AN: Hey I am so So SO VERY SORRY about the weight. I had a major writers block! But I got over it. This Chapter is more of a fill in chapter to inform about setting and stuff. I am currently writing the next chapter which will be up in at least three days! I will update more now that school is over! Again I am sorry!
Chapter: The Summer House
Harry hit the ground with a thud. He growned slightly as he thought about his strong hate of portkeys. They always involved bad experiences. Images of Cedric and Dumbledore's trashed room entered unwillingly in his mind. Closing his eyes he tried to sort out his mind.
"You alright?"
Harry froze as he heard the voice. His eyes flashed opened prepared for anything. He forced himself to relax but his wand was suddenly in his hand ready for use. That's when he remembered, the marriage the portkey….everything. Harry groaned again and looked up only to find Daphne standing above him with an emotionless face. She was pretty he decided, standing there her dark hair hung loosely around her face as she loomed over him. No, not pretty beautiful.
Slowly stretching he nodded his head. "Yeah just a bit…unfocused…not good with portkeys."
She nodded her head and Harry got up. As he got up he looked around at his surroundings. The room he was in was nice and open. The floors were hardwood and walls were cream colored framed with gold. In the middle of the room was a large plush cream couch and three arm chairs also cream colored with gold accents in a half circle facing the rather large fire place that strongly reminded him of the Gryffindor common room fire place. On each side of the room held a door way. From where Harry could see from the left was the dinning room and the left was a bedroom. Turning around he froze as he found himself looking at an amazing forest scene. The whole wall was made entirely of impossibly clear glass. It was beautiful, absolutely beautiful. And for the first time since the death of his godfather Harry forgot everything: Cedric, the Dursely's, his Godfather, the prophecy, and smiled a true genuine smile.
Daphne watched Harry very closely. She heard many stories about the Boy-Who-Lived, many of which were bad. She didn't really think much of them but never really denied believing them. Granger had got it in one when she said that she thought Potter was an attentions seeker spoiled rich kid. Potter was just as bad as all the other guys in Slytherin. From what she heard he was just as arrogant as Malfoy. But as she watched his reaction to the room she couldn't help but to doubt herself. He was staring at the room with an awe and wonderment, kind of like how the first years looked like when they entered the Great Hall for the first time. Surely if he were like a Malfoy he would never act like that, would he? As she watched her new husband she couldn't help but feel grateful that he wasn't really old or ugly. Actually to be totally honest with herself he was very handsome with his dark messy hair and emerald green eyes. And his smile, like he wore now…wow. Daphne was finally understanding what all the girls were mooning over him for. Plus not to mention his wealth and fame.
"Nice room huh?" She said coolly.
This seemed to shock Harry out of his awe state, but his smile still held. "Yeah, nothing like I've ever seen!"
They both looked at each other awkwardly, not really knowing what to do or say. Harry was the first to clear his throat. "How about we explore the house?"
Daphne nodded her head and started toward the dinning room. It was very nice to say the least. Like the other room it had the same theme of cream colored walls and gold accents. The table was rectangular with rounded corners. It was big enough to seat six. However the couple were not starring at the very nice table, instead they were staring at the wall, that like the other was glass. Harry's throat almost choked up over the outstanding beauty. It was a lake, so smooth like glass. The reflection of the forest surrounding it and a very large snowy mountain range towering over everything in the distance. It was something like what you would see on a post card or something. Even the Hogwarts Ice Queen had lost her mask as she stared at the scene.
"Its….." Daphne started to say but she couldn't think of a word to describe it.
Harry knew exactly what she meant however. "Yes it is."
Connecting to the dining room was a kitchen complete with an island seating two, a stove and oven, a refrigerator, and cabinets and a pantry stocked with all the utensils you could think of, and with food and spices. Harry instantly as soon as he saw the kitchen ran over to it and started oohing and awing at everything. It wasn't very known that Harry liked to cook, but he did. He loved it.
They stayed in those two rooms for a while before exploring the rest of the hours. Together they found a second story to the house. In total they had a library, two offices (one for Daphne and one for Harry), three bedrooms all of which had connecting bathrooms, one Master bedroom and Master Bathroom, two sitting rooms, and practice room for magic of course. As the couple looked at the final room they suddenly both had a feeling of unease. They were standing in the master bedroom.
According to the contract they both had to sleep in the same bed and conceive a child in at the latest two years. Harry awkwardly scratched the back of his neck as he avoided Daphne's eyes. Which Daphne did the same.
Daphne was nervous….very nervous to say the least. She didn't know how tonight was going to play out. She wasn't ready. She wasn't ready, she was only 16. For the first time since she was told she had to get married she wanted to cry, to sob. She didn't, She couldn't, she-.
"Erm Daphne," Harry softly said.
"Huh?" She answered. Her voice was weak and not at all her usual confident self.
"Listen I know that we have to….you know….erm start a family….but." Harry paused for a second trying to get to his point. "I think we should wait….I don't know about you but I'm not really ready to….make love….to, no offence, but to somebody I don't really know at all. Plus with Voldemort after me now isn't the good time to start a family. And its not that I don't want, because your really pretty but."
Daphne sat there trying to process all of which he was saying. He kept talking but she wasn't really listening. All that was going through her mind was that he didn't want to have sex..or make love as he called it. Wait he said Make Love. Not sex or bang or other crude words that most men used. For some strange reason her heart gave a soft flutter to know that sex meant something to him other then…well sex.
She came out of her thought however when she saw Harry giving her a hopless look begging for understanding.
"Sooo?" He asked nervously.
"That would be fine." She said simply even though she wanted to hug him and thank him with her every being. Harry gave a sigh of relief then started to explore the bedroom. It was beautiful with a screen door leading out to a deck that overlooked the lake. The bed was king size and he was happy to find that he had a new wardrobe in the closet filled with both muggle and wizard clothes as did Daphne. He would have to thank somebody for that. Upon looking around in the room he found a letter addressed to both him and Daphne.
Dear Mr. & ,
I congratulate you on your marriage even though it is not the best of times. This note is to inform you about where you are and some new changes you both will be facing. To start off you are located some where in the Rocky Mountains in America, 2 miles away from a nice little town of muggles. You will find a path way that will lead to this town, just remember they are muggles. Also another thing now that you both are married you are both legal adults, therefore you can both use your magic whenever and wherever, just be careful. Now that you are both Mr. and Mrs. You will also become Lord and Lady Potter, which both of you have access to the Potter vault. This contains all of the Potter inheritance, which makes you richer than the Malfoy's and such. Also Sirius Black names you Harry as his heir. So now you are also Lord and Lady Black and have inheritance of the Oder of the Phoenix Headquarters….you know where, and other places. I will contact you at the end of August, to discuss more. You should also be aware that floo is hooked up to the fire place, you may invite who ever you trust over, however I would well advice you both to spend a couple days together alone. This little house is now yours a gift from the Order. Enjoy your summer,
Albus
Harry looked read in shocked. He didn't know what to think. He didn't want money or anything yet it was thrust upon him. All he wanted was his godfather back. He didn't want any titles or anything yet he was getting what many would kill to get. He sighed they slightly smiled at the thought of using magic this summer and that the house was his own.
"I'm going to take a shower." He told Daphne quietly. "Clear thoughts."
She nodded. He then handed her the letter and went to shower in the new bathroom.
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AN: Okay so it is short I know it. But again it's a fill in chapter. Thankyou for reading ! COMMENT PLEASE! I NEED ideas and thoughts!
My Next Chapter: Daphne starts to notice Harry's strange habits, the couple visit the town and meet some interesting people. Sound good or not? Thanks again! : D
