A/N: I do not own any of J.K. Rowling's characters, I am only borrowing them. No copy write infringement is intended.

Chapter 3

Bill Weasley loved his new job. He had started working with Reggie and Petunia six months earlier, but his favorite part of his job was spending time with Harry. The boy was intelligent, and absorbed lessons like a sponge. He would spend several hours a day helping with Harry's lessons, everything from writing and math to esoteric branches of magic. He had a grasp of runes that most 7th year Hogwarts students were still working toward. Reggie and Petunia had encouraged him to learn from every place that they visited.

Now, they were in Hong Kong, searching for the hidden tomb of a British wizard that had moved to the area and left all of his research to be interred with him. They were close, he could feel the wards, it was just a matter of finding the warding stone so that he could begin breaking through them. Harry was tagging along behind him, looking along the ground for a hint as to where the ward stone was hidden.

"Hey Bill, take a look at this." Harry said, gently pulling vines away from a small indentation in the ground.

Bill stepped over to the area and cast a quick charm to see if they had found the ward stone. "That's not the ward stone, Harry." he told the boy.

"No, Bill, look," Harry insisted. He pulled back the last of the vines, and there was a nest with nine small eggs in it, and an injured owl. Harry reached for the owl, picking her up and cuddling her to his chest. "We need to get her and her babies back to the tent, so that someone can help her."

Bill lifted the nest up and placed it on top of the softly hooting owl, "Take her back, Harry. I want to mark this spot. Something hurt her, and it could have been the wards." Bill stated. "I'll catch up as soon as I mark it for us to check out later."

Harry carefully and quickly made his way back to the tent, "Aunt Petunia, we found an owl that's been hurt. We brought her nest with her, can you do something for her?" Harry asked as he charged in the door of their family tent.

Petunia looked at the owl laying in her nephew's arms, "Let's see what the healer can do for her, you'll have to keep her eggs warm until I bring her back." She said as she took the small feathery animal and headed for the door.

Harry stayed close to the family tent for the next week, watching over the injured owl and her eggs. Just before his history lesson for the day, he looked into the owl's improved nest and saw that the babies were hatching. "Bill, Uncle Reg, Aunt Petunia, her eggs are hatching!" he yelled toward the tent door.

The three adults came rushing out of the tent with Harry's cousins trailing behind. He reached down and picked up Cassie so that she would be able to see into the nest, Bill picked up her brother Ryan and they all watched as each of the nine eggs began to hatch.

Harry watched in awe as the tiny owls came out of their shells and their mother fussed over them. She watched the humans, knowing that each of them would have a home with a human, her oldest female going to the dark haired boy, the smallest girl and boy going to the babies that were with the humans, and the largest male going to the tall man with hair of flames. She was no common owl, she had been a post owl until her human had passed from this plane. Each of the tiny owlets that she had already had a human that they would bond to. She would need to search out the rest of the humans after her babies had grown.

"They are such beautiful owls, I wonder if they're magical?" Bill asked. Reggie took out his wand and waved it over the group of owls.

"They all seem to be, that means that when the babies get to be about 2 months old, their mother will start searching out somewhere for them to go, maybe a pet store in Diagon Alley or here in Hong Kong."

Harry looked at the beautiful group, "I hope she stays here with all of her babies, I would hate to never see them again."

About 6 weeks later, an owl swooped down and landed on Bill's head. "Well, what can I do for you?" he asked. The owl stuck out it's leg and waited for Bill to remove the letter that was attached.

He opened the letter with one hand and offered the owl the rest of his sandwich.

Dear William,

I do hope that you are safe at your new position. We have a slight problem and we need your help. Your father and I need to go and take care of Auntie Muriel, as she has gotten a slight case of the dragon pox. We can not take your siblings, so would it be possible for you to take two weeks off to come and take care of your brothers and sister? If not, do you have any suggestions as to who we could get to come and care for them? Floo or owl me back as soon as you can, as we must leave tonight.

Love,

your mother

Bill took a deep breath and headed for the family tent. "Reggie? Petunia? Are you here?" he said as he stepped into the family room. Harry was sitting on the floor reading to his cousins, and Reggie was curled up with a book on ancient asian curses, trying to find out what was blocking them from getting past the entry way of the tomb.

Petunia came in from the kitchen and Reggie put his book down on the table in front of him. "What can we do for you Bill?"

Bill quickly explained what had happened. "I don't want to leave for 2 weeks, it would put us really far behind, I was wondering if I could bring them here, I can get a big tent, and make sure that they stay inside it while we work." he told them.

Petunia looked at him and laughed, "After all the stories you have told us about Fred and George you expect them to stay in the tent while you're working? We'll just get an addition to this tent, you keep your room and we'll add on three more, they can stay here. Like we told you Bill, you're family now. Floo your mother and have her send them right away. Make sure that they bring plenty of clothes and their brooms, we can't have them getting too bored. I'm sure that Harry would love some company closer to his age."