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Harry Foote-Potter

Ever since that cold faithful night, there has been drastic changes to the Foote household. First; Celia kicked out and divorced Marcus four weeks prior to finding Harry. Since he wasn't of wizarding magic, she didn't have to worry about all the paperwork she would have to fill out at the Ministry, and divorces in the wizarding world were extremely rare. Breaking the never ending cycle of abuse that has been happening to her family for many many years. She'll devote her life to her new baby boy and show him the ways of being a Foote as well as being a wizard. Celia will raise him around magic and he'll meet his family from the American south to see the other wizards and witches who help with the family name, along with the ones who live in England, though they are a bit harder to find. Marcus did put up a fight but in the end, she ended up getting the house and some of the shared money that was in their savings account from the bank, though she still has her money from her estate in Georgia as well as the money in Gringotts from the original Foote heir and heiress.

A few months later Celia then went on to officially adopting Harry. Deciding to let him keep his original last name though she hyphenated her last name since she wanted him to be known that her son is both a Foote AND a Potter. Celia then went on to finding a job in town since when she was with Marcus she was forced to stay at home while he was at work, the idle "house wife" if you call it that. She went on to becoming a helper at a bakery that was just on the edge of the city, then brought it from the previous owner who was there to help when it came to raising Harry.

Things were going well for our teeny family...

Well...everything was till something weird started happening around the house.

Celia was in the kitchen making dinner. Nothing to heavy for either her or Harry, just some baked chicken with peas and mashed potatoes and white gravy. Humming to herself she looked back at the kitchen table seeing little Harry working on homework from school. His large glasses were sliding off his face but he pushed them up every time. Turing back to the meal at hand, she starts to stir the mashed potatoes till something caught her eye; the spoons near the sink were floating. She turns to see that Harry's papers were also floating in the air, looking at Harry who held a guilty look on his face everything in the kitchen was starting to float!

"Harry...what are you doing suga?" Celia asked very calmly, but on the inside she was throwing confetti and jumping around like a little girl. She didn't want him to be upset.

Harry's green eyes held guilt, "Sometimes..things float when I'm not looking..it's been happening all the time since I started school." The things floating started to come back down. Celia moves over to him and bends down to hug him, "Harry! Don't you see that this is a gift from the Lord? He's been blessing us every since you showed up on the doorstep." She swings him around making him giggle as he clings onto her white shirt. She was a catholic like her mother and always thought that magic was a great gift from God who blessed those who he seen fit to keep his world at peace.

After since that day, Harry started using his 'gift' a bit more. Sometimes he might use it to help Celia around the house with the chores; mostly the garden, other times when he went to go visit her at the bakery he would have things move to the stands. Things were great for Harry and Celia, and it's about to get better since a special day was coming up for our little family.

And it was...

"Happy birthday Harry!"

Harry's birthday.

Harry wakes up and rubs his eyes, grabbing his glasses from the stand next to his bed. He sees his mother standing next to him. A bright smile on his mother's face something he never wants to see disappear. She was in her more dressy clothes which consist of a light pink sleeveless shirt with tiny white polka dots with a tiny ribbon wrapped around her waist, and a light pink skirt with a small slit on the side with a pair of white heels. Her blond hair was curled to perfection and she had on some clear gloss on her lips. Harry saw a small cake in her hands that said "Happy 11th birthday Harry!" it was blue frosting.

"Go on. Blow the candles out sweet pea!" She said. Harry smiles and closes his eyes, before blowing the candles out. Celia laughs and sits the cake down on the stand. "Now, I know that we haven't been able to do much this year since I've been working more hours at the bakery. However I was able to get us some tickets-" she takes out two pairs a tickets with pictures of different animals on them, Harry's eyes widened, "You go use tickets to the!"

"To the Zoo!" Celia finished for him. Harry hugged his mother tightly and whispered, "Thanks mum. This is the best present ever." She smiles lightly, "Your welcome dear..now come on put some clothes on so that we can beat traffic." She said before kissing the top of his head and grabbing the cake then closing his bedroom door.

Harry rushes out of bed to go and put on some clothes since he took his shower last night. He settled for a dark blue shirt with a pair of black shorts. Some black socks and his tennis. He could never get his hair to stay flat on his head so he'll leave it be for now (or until his mum gels it down with a spell). He grabs his little sack before running down stairs to see his mother talking on the Floo Network to his grandmother June. She was also a women who was in a very tight situation with her own husband and had to put a restraining order out on him to keep him away from her, that was over 50 years ago. Now she lives in her home in Minnesota in the quiet wilderness and other old neighbors and some relatives. Celia looks over and smiled at Harry then gesture to the kitchen table where a bowl of cereal and a pumpkin muffin was sitting along with a tall glass of milk.

As Harry was eating his cereal his mother came back n with another smile on her face, "You grandmother and cousins will be coming over tonight for your party Harry! So we'll to be quick about our day around town okay?" Harry nods his head making his hair flop about and that makes Celia's heart warm and she kissed his scarred forehead.