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Chapter 6: Family

Tonks' Residence

Harry woke up to the smell of fresh Bacon and Eggs. He had slept again on entering the house as he was still exhausted from the battle and the adventure that preceded the battle. He was now wearing his pyjamas, as Andromeda had forced him to clean up and wear decent clothes.
"I will not have you dressed in those rags and looking like you have lived with pigs for the last month. I want you cleaned up and in your bed and not making a mess of my house", Harry remembered Andromeda's tirade with a smile. He loved him being mothered, as he had missed that for the last 16 years of his life. He had to agree with Andromeda, that he was too tired and thanked her for letting him sleep, but now that he was rested, he needed to see his godson. He had delayed seeing him due to Anromeda's constant insistence.

Harry got out from the bed and made his way downstairs to the kitchen, where the delightful smells were coming. He was glad for the rest but now he realised that he hadn't eaten anything for the last 2 days. His stomach grumbled at the sight and smell of fresh breakfast being prepared. As he approached the kitchen he saw the house for the first time as the last two times he had been here, he was in no state to look and absorb his surroundings. The main living room, where the stairs descended into was well furnished and had a very quiet and calm look to it. The room was done in brown and white. The sofas were all brown which blended with the carpet as it was of the same colour. The walls were all white. In the centre of the room was a table made out of marble. He could see himself lounging and relaxing in this room. Harry smiled at this thought. This surely was home. He could see the main door and also two passage ways going to either side. He decided to take the left passage, where the smells were originating from.

As he stood in the doorway, he was once again impressed with the Tonks' residence. The kitchen was huge, and had a artistic looking wooden table for 6 in the centre of it. On the other 3 side of the table were granite counters and wooden cupboards, which were used for storage. Harry was shocked to see certain muggle appliances like a microwave, a refrigerator, an oven, an electronic kettle in the kitchen.

On the counter opposite of the door, Andromeda was working on the stove with her back towards Harry. Harry took a step into the kitchen and was brought to a halt by a voice from his left.
"AVVII!" squealed an excited 1 year old sitting in a high chair.
The squeal got the attention of the other 3 occupants in the room. They all reacted to it differently at the same time.
Harry started moving towards the noise, ready to take the boy into his arms for the very first time ever. Andromeda was just shocked at the noise and made a sudden turn about, which resulted in the bacon she was currently preparing to fly into the air. The third occupant, whom Harry had not yet seen poked his head from the other side of the table's leg. He was the closest to the boy.
Harry reached the boy at the same time as when the bacon reached the boy. Unfortunately, or fortunately, the bacon never reach the boy. It was plucked out of the air by Harry. Resulting in squeals of joy from the youngest member in the room.
"HARRY!", shouted Andromeda, with a hand on her heart. "You scared the daylights out of me. Nice to see you up and about. Would you like some breakfast?", asked Andromeda.
"Ya, I would like that. Thanks Mrs. Tonks. And sorry for scaring you." replied Harry.
"Its no problem at all Harry, and please call me Andromeda. We are family, maybe not in blood but you are the head of the family from my mother's side and also my grandson's godfather"
"How did he recognize me? I have never met him" asked Harry.
"He came in to see you when you were sleeping and I told him your name. This is the first time though that he's spoken anything except Maa, Paa" answered Andromeda.
"Ohh... Hey! Kreacher, how are you? What are you doing here?" Harry asked of the third occupant, who was still looking at Harry from around the table, slowly coming out from under it. He still had the fake horocrux locket around his neck.
"Master Harry came here from Hogwarts. Kreacher thought you went home, so Kreacher wanted to go home like master Harry. Kreacher reach Mistress Tonks house and then realise that master consider this home. Kreacher do any wrong?" Kreacher asked scared of his actions. "Kreacher love young master, he has been playing and feeding young master."
"No, Kreacher you did the right thing. You are more than welcome to help Mrs. To- sorry Andromeda with anything she needs help with. Did you tell anyone, that I am here?" Harry was now paranoid that he would not be safe even here.
"NO. Master Harry is safe here." Kreacher put Harry's fears to rest.
Ted had become annoyed at not getting his godfather's attention and decided to spit his food at him in order to gain his attention.
"Oye...what the he-" Harry was interrupted by a well-aimed spoon hit on his head by Andromeda, a stab on his foot by Kreacher and also the shock of looking at a miniature copy of himself.
"Owww...This is brilliant".
"Since, when has he been able to matamorph?"
"He's done that a few times generally trying to copy people he misses or is intrigued by."
"He's looked like Remus for the last 2 days." Andromeda suddenly had unshed tears bristling in her eyes.

The kitchen was silent for a few minutes as Harry and Andromeda tried to push down the pain of losing most parts of their families to the war and the actions of the dark wizard called Voldemort.
Ted was getting really restless at being ignored and started squirming in Harry's arms breaking both Harry and Andromeda out of their reverie.
"Sit down Harry. I'll just get your breakfast ready for you. How would you like your eggs?"
Harry realised that he had never been asked how he would like his breakfast not at the durseys, not at hogwarts and not even at the Burrow. The Burrow, where the Weasleys live...where Ginny Weasley lives. The one thing he had wanted the most, the person he wanted to share his life with, the person who had torn his heart out and smashed it. Inspite of the hurt, he knew for a fact that he still loved her. Pushing all these thoughts back Harry looked up to see Andromeda waiting for an answer.
"I don't know. I have never been asked before. I like them the way they make them at Hogwarts."
"So sunny-side up it is."
With that Andromeda faced the stove again, with a slight smile and a single tear in her eye and let Harry direct his focus towards her grandson. They both were currently making faces at each other and Harry had taken over the job of feeding Teddy by making the spoon fly in the air and into the toddler's mouth.
Andromeda was glad that Harry was here at The Nursery, named after the huge greenhouses in the backyard, where Ted and she grew all kinds of plants to sell for various uses. Ted...how she missed him and the beautiful way he looked at life. She loved how he had integrated his muggle upbringing into their current magical existence. It had been his idea to get muggle appliances and integrate electricity into their house. Their house, The Nursery.

A/N: I know its been ages. I am really sorry. I can give you all sorts of excuses that I was busy blah...blah, but I won't as I do not want to insult your patience. Thank you all for being this patient with me. I cannot promise that I'll be more regular, but I promise that I won't put this story on the back burner any more.

yukikiralacus...you have been the only one who has replied and I agree that it would make more sense.

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