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Chapter Four

Harry sat on his bed again, as he looked around the room. His things were out now, instead of being locked in the trunk. His clothes, what little he had, had been put away. John mumbling to himself as he did so. Harry couldn't tell what the man had been saying, but he guessed it was about the lack of muggle style clothing. Though his shirt and trousers should still fit him for a while longer. The man had left him alone after making sure that everything was put away, and was no longer in his trunk. Harry got up and went over to the desk, where his picture album was sitting. He opened it up and smiled as he saw the picture of his parents, with him in their arms.

"Harry!" came a shout from below.

It made Harry jumped a little as he got up and ran down the stairs, a little scared that if he didn't hurry he would be in trouble. He couldn't help but wonder what the rules would be for this house.

"Harry slow down," John smiled to him as he stood at the bottom of the stairs. "Dinner ready, so come and eat," he told him as he led the way to the kitchen. "Sherlock, come on, dinner. There is no case so there is no excuse that you can't come and sit with us and have a meal." he told the man, as he was lounging on the sofa once again.

"John, I'm thinking, and I need all my energy for that at the moment. So I plan not to eat today," Sherlock countered as he closed his eyes again.

Harry sat in the living room, turning just enough so he could see what was going on in the other room. A little curious as to how the two of them were with each other. He was going to be living with them, and he needed to know how they would behave and what might kick them off.

"Sherlock, I don't care, you haven't eaten in three days because you were on a case. Now that you aren't, you are going to come to the table and sit down and eat. Now," he said as he went forwards and grabbed Sherlock's arm and pulled him up.

"But John..." he began to protest once again as he was pulled to his feet.

"There is a child in the house and you need to set a good example by eating when you need to, and after three days, you need to. I don't want to see you collapsed again and end up in hospital. It was bad enough the last time," John cut him off as he pushed him into the kitchen and forced him to sit down.

Sherlock huffed as he slumped in the chair and looked to Harry, "You will quickly learn Harry, that John almost always has his way. Especially when it comes to us eating." he advised him.

Harry hid a smile as he shook his head, "But you need three good meals a day to make sure that you body has what it needs to do all that you want," he puzzled a little remembering a little from his primary school lessons on nutrition. Though he had to admit that it wasn't a lot.

"See, even Harry knows that you need to eat properly," John said as he set down the pasta bake that he had made in front of them all and dished up.

"Thank you," Harry smiled in thanks, as he smelled the meal.

John smiled and nodded, "You're welcome."

Sherlock looked at his plate and then to John, "Do I really need to eat just yet?"

"Yes," John told him as he gave the man a glare.

Sherlock sighed and began to eat as the other two did the same. It was quiet for a while. Harry looked a little nervous about being there with them. Sherlock and John exchanged a glance with each other as they looked back to the shyly eating Harry.

"So Harry, how was your first year at Hogwarts?" John asked him as he wondered if the school had changed much since he had last been there.

Harry looked a little startled at the question, before he remembered that John was a wizard like he was. "It was good. I'm fifth in my year. One of my best friend Hermione is first, my other fiend Ron, he's eleventh," he said, proud that he had done so well in school. He hadn't thought he would be that good, and he was happy with what he had gotten. Especially with all that had gone on in the year.

"Doing really well there then," John grinned to him, a sense of pride flooding him. "Would you like to carry on your Muggle education as well as the wizarding one?" he then asked, wondering if Harry would like to do the same thing that he had done.

Harry thought for a moment and then nodded slowly, "but I wasn't very good at primary school. I'm not that smart," he said as he gave a little sigh. It would be nice to do so, but he doubt that he would be able to.

"Do not worry about that. I know that you are capable," Sherlock said as he looked to the child, "I can easily see that you are intelligent, much like John, though he hides it a lot." he said as he sent a glare to his fiancé.

"I hide it for good reason. It's always best to appear like the masses, then you can surprise them with what you really know." he grinned back to him as he sent Harry a smile, "Don't worry, I know that Sherlock and I will be helping you as much as you need us to."

"You'll really help me?" he asked, wondering if it was too good to be true.

Sherlock gave him a small smile, "Yes we will help. I do not wish for you to be one of the idiots out there. I can tell that you wont be," he reassured him, in his own way.

"Okay then, I'll do it, but I know I'll need some help," he nodded as he hoped that they would keep their promise and do so, he didn't want to disappoint them.

"I'll have Mycroft arrange something," Sherlock said as he ate a little more of his pasta.

"Thank you," Harry smiled as he drank some of the water in his glass.

"Oh, is there anything that you would like to change about your room?" John then asked.

Harry shook his head, "No the room is brilliant," he smiled, happy that he had a room with new things in it, instead of the room from the Dursley, where Dudley's old broken furniture was.

"All right," John nodded as he glanced to Sherlock, "Sherlock, we'll need to go shoping and get Harry some clothes, as well as a few things that he might need," he told him.

"Very well, we shall take him to my tailor as well. He is part of the Holmes family, so he will need a few things to show that. Oh, and will I finally be able to get you something new as well John?" he said, looking a little too eager at the thought of being able to dress the two of them up.

"No Sherlock, we are not going to the tailor at all. Harry doesn't need suits like that. So leave it be." John warned him as he looked to Harry who had already finished his meal, "Want some more Harry?" he asked as he looked to the plate that had been full.

"No thank you. I'm full," he smiled, and he was full as well, "it was really nice," he complimented.

"Welcome, why don't you go and watch a little TV for a bit. There are still a few hours before you need to go to bed," John suggested as he saw Sherlock begin to rise, "Oh no you don't." he said as he grabbed the sleeve of Sherlock's dressing gown and pulled him back into his seat, "You are finishing what's on your plate. If a child can, you can," he told him, his eyes narrowing.

Sherlock huffed as Harry got up and put his plate by the sink and went into the living room. The TV turned on, though it went onto a game show program, neither of them could tell which one of the many shows were on but they looked to each other. They would be able to talk a little, now that Harry was out of earshot and busy with something else.

"What have you been able to get from him?" John asked, wondering what Sherlock had been able to deduce from seeing Harry.

Sherlock looked to where Harry was sitting and then back to John, "He appears to have some trauma, though I believe it's not all related to school. I believe our relatives have caused some damage to him. By neglect from what I gather, he is eager to make sure that we don't have cause for him to be punished. He is quick when called, and you said that he doesn't have much. Even though he spent a year at Hogwarts, he should have more than what he came back with," he said as he looked to John, a sour look on his face.

John's shoulders slumped, "I had a feeling when I saw that there were no pictures of Harry from the time of his parents deaths to the time he gets to Hogwarts," he sighed and ate the rest of his meal, "Right. We need to get a few things tomorrow. Not only that we should try and bring Mrs Hudson up tomorrow as well. We need to introduce them."

Sherlock nodded in agreement as they washed up and joined Harry for a while, until he had to go to bed.

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