Summary: Harry Potter was raised by Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, and a castle full of other witches and wizards, his birth parents Lily and James are still alive raising their other children while in hiding. Follow Harry Black and friends throughout their childhood and first year at Hogwarts! (This will not be an evil Lily and James story. Nor will Henry be evil. They made a mistake and some people were too fast to act.)
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
David Fishwick-thanks! And I plan to continue with the whole series! So that should be 6 or 7 stories…
Panther73110: hmm…the invisibility cloak- I'm not sure yet, thanks for reminding me about that now I'm trying to work it in to Harry's part of the story, and since he IS the oldest child in the Potter family, you'll just have to wait and see if he and the Potters get close…
MaileS: Yes, actually! As it says in this chapter! Albus & Minerva are together, I know J.K. said Albus was gay, but I always thought he and Minerva flirted…a lot. Thanks for your review!
Chapter 2: 3-years-later…
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The occupants of No. 12 Grimmauld Place were proud to say they were anything but normal, thank you very much. Sirius Black was a decorated war hero, a very handsome man, and a single father. These qualities don't seem odd, unless you add in the fact that Sirius Black was a wizard. A wand-brandishing, cloak-wearing wizard. His son, Harry Leo Black, was adopted, but thanks to a potion, he looked like a mini replica of Sirius, with the exception of his beautiful emerald-green eyes. Those he had inherited from his mother, who Sirius hadn't spoken to nor seen in three years. The last he had heard, James and Lily had been living care-free in the wizarding world with their two children, Henry Matthias Potter and Jasmine Marie Potter. No one mentioned their third child, Harry. That's because after Sirius had adopted him, an issue of the Daily Prophet had announced Harry's name change. They had not elaborated on the reasons, but they had made it seem like this would be what was best. The savior of the wizarding world should be living with the best Auror, and no one in their right minds would let a child live with Moody, so their minds automatically went to Sirius. No one questioned the adoption, nor did they harass Lily and James. Life went on. And other than Lily's eyes, Harry was in every way his fathers child, same porcelain, fair skin, same shiny black hair that had a natural curl, and always fell perfectly, same aristocratic face, high cheek bones, big eyes framed by thick lashes and pink-full lips. Same fun loving personality, except for Harry's rabid obsession with academics that he got from his Uncle Moony.
Sirius Black was a very different man than the man he had been three-years-ago. While, yes, he still couldn't keep a girlfriend for longer than a week, he was now a devoted, albeit obsessive, father. He loved Harry with all his soul. He had changed Harry's middle name to 'Leo', not only to get rid of James' name, but to carry on with his family's traditions of astronomical names, while not having to name him after one of the members of his family. 'Leo' for the constellation, also out of hopes for him becoming a Gryffindor, a lion. Remus had objected to that last reason, he said they shouldn't be prejudicing Harry against the other houses. It was wrong. Remus had changed quite a bit as well. His honey-brown hair had random streaks of grey, not noticeably, but more than any 24-year-old should have and he had a few laugh lines around his liquid amber eyes. Otherwise, the years had been kind, his robes were not frayed nor patched and he had no new scars. Living with Sirius and Harry had done him good. He had his best friend to laugh with and prank. He had Harry who gave him purpose and a child to love. He was Harry's patient, reasonable parent. He loved Harry as much as Sirius did. The wolf saw him as his cub. But while Sirius was over-protective, and still had quite the temper, even if he never let Harry see, Remus would let Harry do the same things Muggle children could, and at least a few things magical children did. Harry, on the other hand, was an enigma. Somehow, he had gotten none other than Severus Snape to become his loving uncle. A loving uncle to a Potter born child, raised by none other than Sirius Black, the two people he had hated the most in school. He spent every full moon at Hogwarts, with Grandpa (Albus), Grandma (Minerva), Aunt Cissa, and Cousin Draco, and during his visits he had warmed his way into the heart of Severus Snape. Maybe it was because of all the time he spent with Cissa and Draco, who were living with 'Uncle Sevvy' or maybe it was the emerald eyes that reminded him so much of his childhood friend, with whom he no longer spoke. No one was sure, what they were sure of is that Severus cared for Harry as much as he loved Draco, his adopted son.
That was another change that had occurred these past years; Narcissa Malfoy had left her husband, Lucius, just one year before. She had tried to take Draco's twin, Lucius II, and her nephew Rabastan, but they had screamed for his Lucius I, trying to alert him of Narcissa and Draco's escape. So she had only taken Draco. She had run to Sirius to seek protection under the Black name until the divorce was complete. As soon as it was she and Draco had taken the Black name. But one day when Severus came over with the Wolfsbane potion for Remus, when he ran into Narcissa after that they had talked for hours. Narcissa moved out of the Black house, and moved into Prince Manor. She married Severus. He legally, magically, and blood adopted Draco, who maintained his blonde hair, but now had her turquoise-blue eyes. His father's looks had been replaced by his mother's and Snape's. His face maintaining more of his mothers features, with the exception of the shape of his eyes and lips; those belonged to his dad, Severus. Severus had given up his role as a spy in favor of a family, and while there was much tension between Sirius and Severus, Remus and Severus had become friends and Harry was considered his much-adored nephew, and so the Black Household became an extended family of his own. With Albus as a sort of father or grandfather to them all, and Minerva a grandmother to Harry, Aunt Minnie to Draco.
Today, the routine of these odd families would be shattered. The Blacks and Lupin, and the Snape's would all be moving into Romanov Castle. There they would be meeting other families with "exceptional" children. "Exceptional" because in the last 3 years, Harry and Draco had begun exhibiting an unusual amount of power, as well as unusual powers. Apparently, there were a several children every hundred years or so that exhibited powers beyond the norm. This generation the Ministry had decided that it would be in the best interest of the Wizarding World to train these children. Turn them into 'agents' for the Ministry. It didn't matter that the Boy-who-lived was one of the "exceptional" children. Oh no, it made it all the better, because now should Voldemort ever return, Harry would be trained. Albus, Minerva, Sirius, Severus, Remus, Narcissa, Alice, and Frank had objected profusely, not wanting their children and grandchild to be turned into weapons, even when Sirius, Remus, Narcissa, Alice, and Frank were offered spots teaching them, but the Ministry had won the argument when they had threatened to take the children away. At least having their parents around, they would have a slightly normal childhood. Alice and Frank's boy, Neville, was one of the "exceptional" children as well. Neville was one of Harry's best friends, and as such, he had spent a couple nights during the full moon at Neville's house when he was first adopted. Because of this, Dumbledore had strengthened the wards, and put an instrument that would alert him if the wards were breached in his office. It was thanks to this instrument that Alice and Frank were saved from being tortured by Bellatrix, Rabastan, and Rudolphous Lestrange, and Barty Crouch Junior. After only five minutes, Dumbledore, Sirius, and a team of Aurors arrived to rescue them. Frank hadn't been seriously injured, but Alice spent quite a few nights in St. Mungo's recovering, and it was ruled her immune system would never work the same. The Lestranges were sent to Azkaban. Bellatrix and Rudolphous' son was sent to their closest living family, The Malfoys. Another family wasn't so lucky, Grand Duke Nicholas Hector Alexandrei Vladimir Romanov II, his wife Grand Duchess Anastasia Romanov, and his granddaughter, Genevieve Romanov were attacked by two deatheaters. Dimitri Romanov, and Helena Romanov, Helena tortured the Grand Duchess to death, and had cast the Cruciatus Curse on her own daughter, Genevieve, while Dimitri was taunting his father, who was bound to a chair, when the two were suddenly wandless, tied up, and Nicholas was released. The Romanovs, being an extremely old family and the richest in Britain (followed by the Blacks, Potters, Dumbledore, and Malfoys), and the last of the Royal Family in Russia, Dimitri and Helena received 20 years in Azkaban followed by the Kiss.
And so, Sirius Black woke up, with a feeling of dread. Harry would be raised by him and Remus, but the deal they had made with the Ministry clearly stated all punishments during training, and training missions, among other things, were to be decided by Rufus Scrimgeour. He wasn't an unpleasant man, but he certainly didn't care for Harry, and that scared him. His little baby, Harry, would be starting his magical education when he should be playing, flying, and being a normal child. He rolled out of bed, not thinking the sheets would tangle around his ankles. His thought right before falling flat on his face on the cold stone floor, were: 'Oh shit.' He turned over so he was laying on his back.
"Well, this just can't get any better can it?" He sarcastically asked the ceiling.
"Your going to jinx us you know."
He looked up to see a highly amused Remus standing in the door frame, leaning casually.
"Oh? How can I possibly jinx us? Today, we are taking a sweet, innocent five-year-old little boy, and condemning him to whatever Scrimgeour can deal out." His tone was dark, he didn't mean for it to be, but honestly, how could someone joke right now?
"You need to shower, and come get breakfast. We need to be packed and ready to go in two hours." Remus answered, he sounded solemn.
Sirius sighed, and tried to reassure himself, and Remus.
"We don't know what it's going to be like. It may be great. We may get to raise Harry normally, and he'll have a lot of friends. And who knows, maybe it will be good for us, too."
"You're right, at least we get to see him everyday."
With that, Remus turned and headed out the door. Sirius disentangled him self, and walked in to the bathroom to take a shower.
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"You'll see us every weekend, and sometimes during the week, I promise, Daddy." Draco was once again trying to reassure his father, who was holding Draco and Narcissa in a very awkward hug.
"I know I'll miss you, though." Severus answered, sadly. "You'll be sure to obey your mother, and not get in to too much trouble. Right?"
"Right!" He hugged his Dad even tighter, then jumped up and ran to his room.
"He'll miss you, Sev; he's just so excited about getting to see Vie and Harry, everyday."
Severus groaned. "I didn't remember Harry was going, too. What am I going to do all alone?"
Narcissa smiled, "You won't be all alone. You'll have Albus and Minerva, and us on weekends. You're busy during the week, anyway. You have your classes, and I'll still be sleeping here most nights." She winked at the end.
That seemed to brighten Severus' mood, but not completely. "I love you."
"I love you, too." She mumbled as she kissed him.
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"Daddy?"
Sirius turned around to see his little boy shifting his feet.
"Yes, pup?" He tried to sound happy, it wasn't working very well.
"You don't want me anymore?" He whispered brokenly.
Sirius crossed the room in three steps, and pulled Harry into a fierce embrace. Then pulled back enough to look Harry into the eyes, which wasn't working well since his eyes were examining his feet.
"Of course I want you. You're mine. I love you. What would make you think that?" Sirius said this all in one breath.
"You're taking me away."
"I'll be with you."
"You will?" He looked up questioningly.
"Forever." Sirius answered simply.
"Daddy?"
"Yes, Har?"
"Will you sing me my lullaby?"
Harry often asked to hear his lullaby whenever he was feeling scared or nervous.
"Sure, come here."
"They didn't have you where I come from
Never knew the best was yet to come
Life began when I saw your face
And I hear your laugh like a serenade
How long do you want to be loved
Is forever enough, is forever enough
How long do you want to be loved
Is forever enough
Cause I'm never, ever giving you up
I slip in bed when you're asleep
To hold you close and feel your breath on me
Tomorrow there'll be so much to do
So tonight I'll drift in a dream with you
How long do you want to be loved
Is forever enough, is forever enough
How long do you want to be loved
Is forever enough
Cause I'm never, ever giving you up
As you wander through this troubled world
In search of all things beautiful
You can close your eyes when you're miles away
And hear my voice like a serenade
How long do you want to be loved
Is forever enough, is forever enough
How long do you want to be loved
Is forever enough
Cause I'm never, ever giving you up
How long do you want to be loved
Is forever enough, is forever enough
How long do you want to be loved
Is forever enough
Cause I'm never, ever giving you up
Is forever enough
Cause I'm never, ever giving you up"
And so they sat there, father rocking his little boy until it was time to go.
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Romanov Castle was no where near the size of Hogwarts, but it was quite large. It was a creamy yellow on the outside with turrets capped in golden domes. It had woods surrounding it, but not dark woods, they were filled with beautiful green trees that allowed sunlight to filter through, and the floor was covered in flowers, moss, and ivy. There was a lake on its grounds, the water was a clear blue, and as if just begging you to swim. There was a small Quidditch pitch, and stables. The inside of the house was just as light, and inviting as the outside. The entry way was quite large, with a partially-winding staircase on either side with railings of gold and scarlet carpeting. The floor was white marble, and the walls had a red trim, and golden Victorian baroque wall paper. There was a table with a large arrangement of orchids, roses, and lilies. But the most intriguing thing was the large portrait. It moved, as all portraits do in the wizarding world. It was of an old, yet beautiful woman. She had waist-length auburn hair that was curled perfectly, an extremely light, almost translucent complexion, perfect angular features, and deep almost navy blue eyes. She was wearing a floor length midnight blue ball gown that was adorned with jewels in areas, a large sapphire and diamond heart necklace, a purple and gold sash, and a diamond tiara. Underneath her portrait was a small golden plaque, "Grand Duchess Anastasia Mischa Tatiana Juno Romanov, jusqu'à ce que nous nous réunissions encore. je t'aime pour toujours, mon cher."
Remus smiled as he read the message, as did Harry. Sirius understood a few of the words, but he did not speak French as the other two did.
"What does it mean?" Neville asked Remus and Harry.
"Until we meet again, I love you forever, my dear." A voice with a Russian lilt to it answered.
They turned to see a tall older man elegantly stride into the entry way, he had short silver hair, and forest green eyes that had flecks of gold and brown in them. Some people would say they were hazel, but they didn't have enough brown, no they were green, an odd colored green, but it was, in fact, green. He had a striking aristocratic face, wrinkled as it was, and a silver beard and moustache, though neither were long like Albus' was. He was wearing a scarlet cloak over a navy blue military uniform adorned with many metals and a golden sash with a red tassel and medal. At everyone in the rooms bewildered stare he cleared his throat and introduced himself.
"I am Grand Duke Nicholas Romanov. My granddaughter will be learning along side your children; as such I offered one of my homes for a training location."
"It is a pleasure to meet you Grand Duke Romanov--" Sirius was interrupted by Grand Duke Romanov.
"Call me Nicholas."
"Or Nick, right Grandpapa?" A voice rang out like a bell in the hall; it had an odd accent, like the combination of a French accent, a Russian Accent, and an English accent. A small pixie-like girl sauntered up behind him. She looked very much like a small version of the woman in the picture. She had the beautiful curly auburn hair, although the little girls had a bronze tinge and was a deeper shade and only reached mid-back; she had almost all of her features, with the exception of her nose and lips. Her nose was slightly larger than the Grand Duchesses, not big, but bigger than the nose of the lady in portrait, and the little girl's lips were fuller, and appeared red against her moonlight skin. Her eyes, she had obviously inherited from her grandfather except hers were framed by thick black lashes. When Draco saw her, he smiled enthusiastically and launched himself at her.
"Vie! I missed you!"
She hugged him back with equal excitement exclaiming, "I MISSED YOU, TOO! You prat it's been weeks! Why didn't you visit me?!"
"Genevieve, calm yourself child, you'll have plenty of time to admonish Draco later. Right now we are making introductions." Nicholas lightly scolded.
"Pardon, Grandpapa!" She looked up through her black lashes and smiled innocently.
He smiled adoringly down at her, while the rest of the room chuckled.
"It is nice to see you again, Nicholas." Albus greeted warmly.
"Albus," he smiled at his old friend, "and Minerva, tell me Albus, have you finally married this gorgeous woman?"
"Nicholas, I really don't think--" Minerva tried to answer for Albus.
"Merlin's beard, Albus, what is holding you up?" Nicholas laughed.
"I have been asking for sixteen years, Minerva believes she is too old."
"Minerva, you are as lovely as the day we met, now marry the old fool before he drives himself insane pining."
Snickers and full out laughter were heard at Nicholas' words. The Blacks, Remus, Longbottoms, and Diggorys introduced themselves. Then the door opened and five people entered the room, two adults, and three children. The adults were Aurors Alastor Moody, and Kingsley Shacklebolt. The first child was male, he appeared to be a good two years older than the other two, he had neat light brunette hair, a dark creamy complexion, and light hazel eyes. The second child looked to be the older of the two girls, and had shoulder-length full straight blue-black hair, deeply tanned Italian skin, and violet eyes. The last child was short, she had dirty blonde wavy hair that was the same length as Genevieve's, and it was pulled into a ponytail with a big pink bow. Her skin was fair, and her eyes were a light blue. She was carrying an issue of the Quibbler, and was severely mismatched. Kingsley was the first to speak.
"Hello Everyone!" He greeted in his deep cheerful voice, "May I introduce Roger Davies, Tracey Von Heston, and Luna Lovegood!"
They smiled nervously, and Tracey and Roger looked at their feet. The room was filled with silence, until—
"Where are their parents?" Draco asked loudly without an ounce of tact.
Roger spoke first, "My parents are dead."
Tracey's tone was ashamed, "My parents are in Azkaban."
Luna's tone was light, and dreamy, "My mom's dead. Daddy wanted me to get an education."
That was not true. Xenophilius Lovegood did not allow Luna to be in this program for the education. He gave her up without any qualms, he didn't know how to be a single parent, and since he didn't know, he didn't try. Roger's parents were killed by deatheaters in 1981. When he was just 2-years-old, they were murdered at the same time as Ann Davies, his father's sister. The Von Heston's were in Voldemort's inner circle, and they were caught the night after his downfall.
Before anyone could speak again, Genevieve had run over to Tracey and Luna, and did something she never did to anyone, except Draco, and her Grandpapa. She hugged them, then moved on to Roger, after which she grabbed Luna's hand protectively, and smiled at her.
"My name is Genevieve Anya Isabella Rose Calypso Romanov, I'm a Grand Duchess, I'm five-years-old, and I'm an only child, but Luna's now my little sister." She smiled as she said that last part. "And Tracey is my best friend," just as Draco opened his mouth she added, "that's a girl. Chill Dray, you're not being replaced." She winked at him.
He smiled and shook Luna's hand, "I'm Draco. Draconis Cepheus Snape." He then moved on to Tracey and Roger, repeating the gesture.
Genevieve held Luna's hand as she introduced everyone.
"This," she pointed to Nicholas, "is Grandpapa. And that is Uncle Albus, and that is Aunt Minnie, That is Uncle Sev, and that is Aunt Cissa, you already met Dray. This is Sirius Black, he's Remus Lupin, those two are Alice and Frank Longbottom, this is their son, Neville, they are Amos and Cecile, and Cedric Diggory. And this is the boy I'm going to marry." She said unabashed. Harry blushed, and offered his hand to Luna. Sirius and Remus were shaking from holding in their laughter, while Albus' lips twitched and his eyes twinkled. Minerva and Nicholas caught each other's eye and smiled knowingly.
"I'm Harry Black," he said as he shook her hand, "And some people may want to wait for me to ask them before they start drawing up wedding plans." He joked while staring pointedly at Genevieve.
Luna smiled at him, and continued to hold on to Genevieve's hand.
"You all can call me Vie, by the way, Genevieve's such a mouthful."
(an: her full names pronounced jen-eh-vee-v her nickname is pronounced Vee.)
"Especially when you add Grand Duchess and all those damn middle names." Sirius muttered under his breath, but apparently not quietly enough because Vie turned her head and mock glared at him.
"Since we will be living together, you may call Sirius, Uncle Padfoot, and I, Uncle Remus."
"No. Remus is to long, you'll be Uncle Remy." Tracey announced loudly. She had just gotten out of the orphanage, and was very much looking forward to having a family.
Remus smiled at her kindly and nodded, "Alright then, Remy. Now I have to tell you something, because we'll be living together, you'll find out eventually anyway, I can understand if you're uncomfortable being around me, but I will not leave Harry, and I will be teaching you. I-I-I'm a werewolf." Remus had maintained a stern, yet kind tone throughout the speech until he reached announcing what he was. Then it sounded shaky, and weak.
"So?" Roger asked. Neville, Harry, and Draco already knew about his 'furry-little-problem'.
"So? What do you mean?" Remus stared at him bewildered.
"Because, like I've been telling you, it's not a big deal, Uncle Moony." Harry said exasperated.
"Not a big deal?" He asked skeptically, but the hope on his face was evident.
"Uncle Remy, may I ask you something?"
"Yes, Vie, you may." There were always questions.
"Are you going to spontaneously change into a werewolf and go on a rampage?" She asked and patiently waited for the answer.
"What? No, of course not." His tone was upset.
"Well, then as Har, and Dray both said, it is NOT a big deal." Vie stated in a firm voice with a 'you-will-not-argue-with-me' look. At that time Remus had no doubt that she was, in fact, royalty.
Remus looked amused as he answered, "Yes ma'm."
Nicholas cleared his throat and began to address the children, "Since I am Grandpapa to Genevieve, you are all welcome to call me that as well, but if you would like you may also call me Uncle Nicholas. Or Uncle Nick." He added when he received a glare from Vie.
Cedric picked up, "Right, and you can call my parents Uncle Amos and Aunt Celia." Cedric was three-years-older than Harry, Vie, Draco, Neville, and Tracey, and four-years-older than Luna, and he was the same age as Roger, but he was taller, yet slighter at the same time. He had tousled bronze hair, creamy white skin, handsome features and wide-grey eyes. His father was tall as well, but was larger width-wise than the rest of the men. He had ear-length medium brown hair, and Cedric's grey eyes. Cecile was a very beautiful woman, she appeared to be in her late-twenties, and had chin-length bronze hair, and it was very obvious that she was the one whom Cedric inherited his skin from.
"My parents will be Uncle Frank and Aunt Ally." Neville spoke up, his dark brown, almost black, hair falling into his light blue, with gold framing the iris's eyes. He was the tallest of the boys his age, and the stockiest. He had his mothers round, kind face, but his father's features. His mother was a tiny woman no taller than 5'4, and had short pixie-spiked black hair, she was very petite. His father was tall, and had broad shoulders and light brown hair. His face could be extremely kind or extremely stern. A trait, according to Neville, he got from Neville's grandmother.
"We'll be Aunt Minnie and Uncle Albus, unless you already call us something." Minerva answered for the both of them, Harry called her grandma, but she wasn't sure she wanted anyone else to. Minerva was a stern looking woman at school, but on occasions she did let her hair down. Her hair was medium length, and shiny obsidian. She smiled when around Harry and Albus, forgetting her usual stern appearance. She had glittering green eyes, and for an older woman was very beautiful.
"Uncle Sev and Aunt Cissy, though you'll be seeing a lot more of me than you will of him." Narcissa answered, she was a beautiful woman, who could very easily be mistaken for a Veela. She had long flowing white-blond hair that was pulled into a loose bun. She was tall and willowy, yet not stick thin. She had enticing turquoise-blue eyes with long magically massacred lashes, and a dazzling white smile, framed by pink lips, and had a year-round light tan. Severus was her antithesis, while he was handsome and tall, he had jet-black hair that was chin-length, and due to the potions he brewed always appeared greasy, until he married Narcissa, who found a charm to make it resist the fumes, he had dark black eyes, and pale skin from all the time he spent in the dungeons of Hogwarts.
"Well then, since we are all introduced, shall we retire to the sitting room to have Aurors Moody and Shacklebolt brief us on our new lives?" Nicholas asked, and when they all answered positively he ushered them into the sitting room.
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Lightening flashed overhead in the night sky. She glanced down at her new schedule once more, biting her lip nervously. She was the youngest of the bunch, and she was all alone. In the short time they had been there Cedric and Roger had developed a friendship, as did Tracey and Draco. Vie and Draco had already been close friends, as were Harry and Draco, and Harry and Neville. She was the only one that didn't have a close friend. Sure, Vie had said she was her younger sister, but did she mean it, really? Another boom of thunder sounded, and Luna, who didn't like thunderstorms cowered in fear, jumping up off the bed, before she could stop herself she was at the room Vie had pointed out as her own earlier. She cautiously knocked on the door and called out Vie's name. She waited for a few seconds before hearing a groggy, "Come in!"
A sleepy Vie looked up from her big four-poster bed, the curtains were drawn, and everything was red, orange, gold, emerald and a silvery blue. "Luna? What's wrong?" she sounded genuinely concerned.
"I couldn't sleep…the storm scared me." Luna answered shakily.
"Do you wanna sleep in here?"
"Would it be okay?"
"What are big sisters for?" She asked with a smile.
Luna climbed into the big bed and snuggled into her big sister. Vie put a protective arm over Luna. They quickly fell asleep.
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A very similar occurrence was happening just a few doors down; Draco had hated storms since he was little. He couldn't sleep. He was in an entirely different wing of the castle then Vie, so it was impossible to go there. Harry, who hated storms too, was most likely in his Dad's room. He would go to his mother, but then another thought occurred to him. Tracey. She wouldn't mind. So he snuck out of his room and knocked before stepping into Tracey's room.
"Dray? Is that you?" Tracey asked, she was wide awake and sitting on her bed, covers drawn to her chin.
"Mhm. Tracey? Are you scared of storms?"
"Yeah, mummy and daddy didn't like me to be, but I never could help it."
"Do you want me to sleep in here?"
"Would you?" she asked grinning.
"Of course!"
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Sirius looked down at his son sleeping comfortably curled into the side of his body. He smiled, he didn't end up losing Harry after all, in fact, he would be spending more time with him, and while, yes, the training missions and punishments still scared the hell out of him, at least he'd always be able to comfort him. Remus was sleeping on the other side of Harry. Apparently, Harry was scared of the storm and had conned Remus into spending the night in Sirius' room. He was surprised how quickly Vie and Harry had taken to each other. She certainly was a fiery little thing, and cunning. When they went to Hogwarts, she would be a perfect Slytherin; if it wasn't for the fact she had zero slyness. They had found that out at the briefing, Harry would be going to Hogwarts. They didn't want anyone to know about the training program until absolutely necessary. And Harry and the others would certainly be missed, so they would be attending. They all be fine. Just fine.
AN: Wow, long chapter! Okay now, I need some help on the pairings! So the ones I need to know about are-
Neville- He can be with Luna or Ginny.
Roger- who should he be with?
Cedric- Cho or someone else?
Henry- Ginny or Cho or someone else?
Sirius- shall I make it a Remus/Sirius story or do another character?
Remus- Tonks or Sirius?
The rest of the pairings have already been decided, and have since the story began, they really aren't that hard to guess! Sorry about the long descriptions, I just find it easier if I have a visual in my mind of the character. They will be attending Hogwarts, but they will have had schooling prior to that, they will be going into their respective grades. I should have mentioned this earlier, Lily was already pregnant with Jasmine, so she's only a two years younger than Harry. The song is "Lullaby" by the Dixie Chicks, I sing it to my niece, not well mind you, but the general tune: ] I do realize that I took the name Romanov and Nicholas and Anastasia from the story of Czar Romanov, but it was merely because I love the names. In this story, I'm saying that the Ministry type government being instilled in Magical Russia is recent and up until then they had Royalty, not Kings and Queens, but Grand Dukes and Duchesses. Basically the Royalty was passed through the family and anyone who was a Grand Duke or Duchess ruled on a council of about 5 or 6 others. They will be training and have a lot of power and a few new powers, but it will not be one of those, "Harry's invincible and can defend himself against anything and fight two-hundred death eaters single handedly." stories! By the way, Vie grew up speaking russian to her grandmother and english and french to her Grandpapa, so she'll switch back and forth in scenes with him, like you may have noticed in this chapter she said,"Pardon!" Oh, and anyone who can tell me who Cepheus is and why I used the name as Draco's middle name I'll write a short story of their choice! So I hope you liked this chapter! Please Review!
