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Harry had been in the kitchen for nearly half an hour, watching as Cathy moved about the kitchen easily. The two talked while she worked, anything from how long she had ben cooking to what kinds of herbs and spices she preferred between different dishes. It was nearing nine and he was finally able to catch his first glimpse of Mr. Evans, though it took the man a few moments to realize Harry was there.

"Good morning Mrs. Cordeaux, how is breakfast looking?" He asked as he took in a deep breath of the aroma rising from the cooking food on the stove. Cathy glances back at Mr. Evans, "Good morning sir, it is coming along quite well if I may say so myself, though I may be a bit biased. Why not ask this young man, he seems to know cooking quite well for someone his age." She replies with a smile.

Mr. Evans spins around, and hesitates for a second, "Harry Potter?" He questions.

"Yes sir, hopefully you weren't expecting some other random kid to be in your house." Harry replies with a slight smirk. He extends his hand, "You have a wonderful home sir, thank you for letting me come stay with you all."

Mr. Evans doesn't say anything right away, though he does shake Harry's hand, "It is nice to meet you Harry, my name is Vance Evans. My wife told me that she had received a letter from your guardian in Britain saying that you needed a place to stay and that you were her second cousin's son. Apparently my wife's mother and your grandmother were very close. Darby said she remembers your mother, and her wedding very well. We only found out that they had died when we were asked to take you in. Terribly sorry about that by the way, son." Vance looks Harry over again, "Are these, umm, are these the only clothes you have? Phillip mentioned something about a shopping trip or somethi—"

A shriek ran through the house, "Did someone say something about a shopping trip?" A female voice yelled through the house.

Vance huffs before turning to the door leading from the kitchen, "My darling daughter, what have I told you about yelling in the house?" Vance allows his head to drop into his hands and Harry raises an eyebrow at his actions.

"Oops, sorry daddy!" The voice yelled back. A few moments later, a figure rushes into the kitchen. "Good morning Cathy, is breakfast ready yet?" The blonde girl asks before whipping around without waiting for a reply to face Vance, "So what were you saying about a shopping trip daddy?" The girl, which Harry guessed was Sharpay, asked in a sweet, innocent voice.

Vance's face paled slightly and Harry watched as his eyes took on far away look for a few moments as if remembering some terror. He cleared his throat a few seconds later, "Umm, yes dear, I was saying that Harry here would probably need to go get some new clothes." Vance replied.

Sharpay whirls around, now facing Harry and looks at him in horror for a second before shrieking once more. Much more painful at close range, Harry decided. "You look absolutely dreadful, primitive almost. Oh this will not do, this will not do at all." She spins to her father again, "Father, clear my schedule, and Ryan's, this abomination to fashion must be done away with." She exclaims before rushing off once more.

Harry watches her go, abomination? Done away with? Even the Dursley's weren't quite that harsh, well, maybe they were on par with that. But theirs was at least for all of me; I'm about to be thrown out because of my clothes. Harry's heart sank. Vance chuckled, "Don't worry son. If I know my daughter, she will have a brand new wardrobe picked out for you by the day's end. Mrs. Cordeaux, I must go call the back and make sure there are at least a few million safe from her spending for today, buzz me when breakfast is ready. Harry, you and I will talk more a little later; hopefully, business these days is quite excessive it seems. It was great to finally meet you though, son."

Vance turned and walked briskly out of the kitchen and Harry turned to Cathy, "So they aren't going to throw me out?" He asked timidly. Cathy tutted and gave him a soft pat on the shoulder, "Don't worry dear, that is just Sharpay. I can't say she improves much on closer acquaintance, but you must admire her…dedication to the things that she finds interest in though she can be harsh. Come, I have a couple things left to do before breakfast is ready, how about you give me a hand."

The table was set, the food finished, and the family had been buzzed to come from their rooms to eat. And Harry was seated at the table already. A beautiful woman entered the dinning room and smiled at Harry, "Hello Harry, welcome to our home, my name is Darby. Come, stand." She motioned for him to stand up, "You have grown up quite a bit since I last saw you, granted that was a picture taken of you shortly after you were born. You look much like your father from what I can remember of him. They were wonderful people, I was able to see Lily shortly before she graduated from the boarding school in Scotland, and then once again when she was getting married to your father. Two of the kindest people I have ever met." A couple tears formed in her eyes but she quickly regained her composure, "I was so sad to hear that they had died, even worse that I knew nothing of it. Your guardian assured us that you had been taken care of but that there were some unforeseen issues that had arisen. I'm sorry that it took so long for us to just meet as it is though. I hope you feel very welcome living here with us."

"Mrs. Cordeaux, breakfast smells simply delicious this morning, as always. How you manage to keep up with all of us, I will never know." Cathy bowed slightly and flushed slightly at the praise. Harry beamed towards her, "She is really good at cooking, it seemed like she practically glided around the kitchen half the time."

The talking continued until they heard a pair of footsteps coming in the direction of the dining room. A few moments late, a young man, who Harry guessed was Ryan walked in, his eyes still half closed sleepily. "Couldn't I sleep in for thirty more minutes, mom? It is summertime after all. We usually don't do much after breakfast except lunch and dinner."

"Oh, Ryan, it is not that bad. Besides, if I heard correctly, you, Sharpay and Harry here are all going shopping today." Darby stated with a raised eyebrow as she watched for Ryan's reaction.

Ryan just nodded at first, "Oh! Harry made it in!" His eyes snapped open, "Where…oh! Hi Harry, nice to meet you, I'm Ryan." He moved to where Harry was still standing from Darby's inspection and offered a hand in greeting. Harry shook the offered hand and smiled, "Nice to meet you also Ryan. Hopefully it isn't rude of me, but why have so many people gotten scared when Sharpay and shopping are mentioned in the same sentence?" Harry asked curiously after noticing the look of something close to dread pass over Mrs. Evans' face.

Ryan chuckled, "It's because they don't share the same love for it that she and I do." Ryan glanced over Harry and took a deep breath, "And I am sorry for whatever mean thing she said when she saw you." He said with a thoughtful tone.

"How did you…?" Harry started.

"Not to be rude, but I was just thinking something probably close to the same thing. We take clothes very seriously around here. I have a whole closet full of hats." He said brightly. A slight and quick glance at his mother and then back at Harry.

Vance and Sharpay entered the dinning room, coming from two different directions and the family sat down to eat. There wasn't much conversation during the meal, but the family sat around the table for a short time and talked with Harry, telling him more about themselves, saving asking questions about himself for the dinner since Sharpay, Ryan and Harry were going to be eating while they were out on the shopping trip.

The shopping was…exhausting, from Harry's point of view. He didn't know this many types of clothing stores existed in the world, let alone one state or even city. He decided on that day to never again mention shopping if Sharpay was possibly within ten miles of him. He tried on so many clothes, so many styles, but the Evans twins decided that he looked best in a pair of jeans, and some very nice polo or button up shirts. They talked him into a few flashy shirts that Ryan claimed were gifts from God, and more than a couple hats, mostly in reds, greens, blacks or grays. Color was one of the few things Harry had a say in and even then he didn't have much of a choice. Harry was more than happy with the new clothes though, they didn't stink, they fit him well, making him look less skinny than he had seemed before with all of the oversized clothing. Hogwarts and Quidditch had treated him well; leaving him with a small build and wiry muscles, though he was still a little smaller than one should be for his age.

With the new clothes came a little more confidence. Sharpay didn't seem to pay much attention to Harry, more so the clothes. Ryan however carried on more than a few conversations and he seemed to be more relaxed when Sharpay was off finding more clothes for Harry to try on. His mannerisms shift and are a little more open than Harry thought they were usually, but maybe his mind was messing with him.

The shopping trip ended after many long hours and the three made their way back to the house, more than a couple armfuls of bags being carried by each of them, which consisted only of new clothes for Harry. He had offered to pay for it, but Sharpay said that he didn't need to worry about anything. Buying clothes was buying clothes, and she loved buying clothes. If Harry had paid for it, she had argued, the Harry would be the one buying clothes not her.

Ryan and Harry glanced at each other and shared a shrug. Ryan could care less about the buying, and really even the shopping. One of the main points of conversation he had been excited about was singing, dancing, and some baseball talk, though he made Harry swear to never mention that to Sharpay.

Overall, Harry was quite comfortable settling in with the Evans family. Sharpay, he was more than a little wary of, and it seemed like she could be a nice person…if it suited her. The rest of the family felt very warm with their welcome, though they all seemed to suit themselves to Sharpay's needs. He wasn't too sure about how he felt on all that.

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I think it is safe to say that Harry's main desire is to be accepted by his family, and then to defeat Voldemort after that. As such, this is how I think he would react around the prospective new family. I think he would be timid, shy, worried that he needs to do everything right.

Two possible review topics that I would appreciate you opinion on:

I will admit, I am not the biggest Sharpay fan, and I feel like her personality is almost reminiscent of one Draco Malfoy, as such, I will have Harry respond in a more mature way than he would to Malfoy, but still with that small level of dislike. He won't hate her, or be mean or anything like that because she is family, but I don't think the two of them will be friends, not much at least right at the beginning. If you think it should be otherwise and have a couple good qualities for me to drag out of her, please let me know. I don't want to cast her in a bad light, but I wasn't able to find too much redeeming off the top of my head except dedication to things that she likes.

Ryan is another matter, in the first movie he seems like a complete idiot more or less. Not worth much past his looks or talents. He was slow and dimwitted ie. "Go-dray, go-dra? Go-drame?" enough said. Second movie, he came out of his shell much more and was a much stronger character, much more in his element, I felt, with choreography and being away from his twin sister. That is what I want to bring out of him in this movie. He will still mostly be submissive to Sharpay, because he hasn't had anything to set him apart from her yet, such as Sharpay choosing Troy over him in the second movie. It won't change a lot, but he will probably seem like two different people at times in the story, and will struggle with that. Once again, thoughts or concerns on where I am thinking about going please let me know your thoughts.