Later in the evening after many tears, lots of hugs and many more tears, Harry was given a clean bill of health, though cautioned to take it easy, by Andromeda and the witch took her leave, giving the men the home to themselves, with their son.
Harry yawned. "Do you mind if I take a nap? I'm exhausted.""Sure, we'll wake you for dinner," Remus said, urging Sirius up from the side of the bed. "Well come back later Padfoot," the werewolf whispered to his mate.
The men that Harry now knew were his fathers left the room, closing the door behind them. Harry closed his eyes and though he was exhausted, sleep wouldn't come. After quite some time, Harry sat up and found his wand on his bedside table. He summoned Hedwig and after a bit of searching found some parchment and a quill in his trunk at the foot of his bed.
Harry penned a letter to Hermione and a letter to Ron. Harry had sorely missed his friends over the summer, and was excited to tell them about his new found family, even if it was a huge shock to him.
Having calmed a bit writing his letters, Harry laid back down and was awoken about an hour later to an owl pecking at his window. Recognizing it as the Weasley's owl, Errol, Harry got up quickly and let it in, before it passed out from the long journey. He figured that Hedwig must be waiting on Hermione's response.
He untied Ron's letter from Errol's leg and let the old owl rest before it headed back to Ottery St. Catchpole.
Excited, Harry unsealed the letter and began to read.
Harry,
That's a bit mental don't you think? I mean there were reasons for those laws, and I don't particularly agree with them repealing them. You really ought to think about what you're saying before you go spouting off that you've got two fathers. That's just gross.
Ron
Harry stared at the letter. He couldn't make sense of why his best friend would be so upset that he'd finally found a family.
It was then that Remus peeked in on his son. Finding Harry sitting cross-legged on the bed with tears in his eyes, Remus went to Harry. "What's wrong Harry?" He asked from the foot of the bed.
Harry jumped, causing the tears that he had been holding back, to fall from his eyes. He didn't speak, simply handed the letter from Ron to his dad.
"You wrote Ron?" Remus asked.
Harry nodded. "And Hermione," he added. "But I haven't heard back from her."
At that moment, Hedwig landed on the bed. "I think there's your answer," Remus said, nodding toward the snowy white bird.
Harry untied the letter from her leg and she hooted before flying to her perch on top of the wardrobe.
Remus turned to leave, but Harry stopped him. "Would you stay? I don't think I want to be alone if she has the same reaction that Ron had."
"Hermione won't react like Ron, she has a much better head on her shoulders," Remus said, "But if you'd like for me to stay, of course I will."
Harry nodded, so Remus sat on the bed beside his son, as the young man opened the letter.
Harry,
I'm so happy for you! No more visits to the Dursleys in the summer! I bet Sirius and Remus are just over the moon to have their son back, and I can't imagine how you're feeling, finally having the parents that you always deserved. Write me again soon and let me know how things are working out!
All my love,
Hermione
Sirius watched from the door as Remus hugged their son tightly. "I told you she wouldn't have the same reaction," he heard his mate tell Harry.
The animagus entered the room, making his presence known. "Having a rough evening cub?" Sirius asked.
"Just a bit. I wrote Ron and Hermione, and Ron's being a prat. Hopefully he gets over it." Harry explained.
"If he doesn't, it's his loss." Sirius told him.
Remus nodded in agreement. "You've got lots of friends. Have you thought of writing Neville and Luna? They've both always been there for you. So have the Weasley twins."
Harry agreed with his fathers, so Remus went to find more parchment, while Sirius sat with Harry, laughing as Harry told him about some of the new pranks that Fred and George had come up with, and were about to debut in their stores.
Once Remus came back, Harry wrote letters that were similar to the ones he sent Ron and Hermione, and sent them off to Fred and George, Luna, and Neville.
The letters went on their way with Hedwig, and Harry got out of bed and went downstairs with Remus and Sirius.
Together they showed Harry around his new home. He was surprised to find that while the manor was smaller than many of the Black family homes, it included an extensive library, large formal dining room, smaller family dining room, many bedrooms, and countless bathrooms. Harry found that his room was just down the hall from his fathers' room, and contained his own private bathroom, and a closet that rivaled the size of his bedroom at the Dursley's home.
"Tomorrow we're going shopping," Sirius announced as Harry peeked into his closet.
"You don't have to do that," Harry protested. "I've got..."
"Clothes big enough to fit a small elephant," Remus interrupted.
"You're getting new clothing," Sirius insisted.
Harry knew he was defeated, and just nodded. Though he protested, he was secretly excited to be going shopping for proper clothing. He'd never had clothes of his own, other than his school uniform and robes.
The three men ate a late dinner together, and then retired to their bedrooms. Remus could see a new light in Sirius that he hadn't seen in many years. As the couple curled up together in their bed, Harry was in his room, curled up happily in the middle of his large plush bed, thinking about the shopping trip the next day.
