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The next day came quickly. Harry was sat in his room, he had just gotten up the stairs after having breakfast. He was sat on his bed, thinking about what he could do today. The others were outside sunbathing, trying to get as much of the sun as possible because weather like this was unusual for Wales. Harry didn't feel like going out in the sun though, so there he was thinking about what he could do.

Then he remembered that he brought his parents trunks with him from Gringotts. He walked over to his wardrobe, which he had hidden the trunks in, and he pulled out the first one he found. It was his mother's.

He opened it and pulled out the diary which was on top. He opened it to what looked like the last page that had been written in.

31st October, 1981.

Dear Diary,

Since I found out I was adopted and then related to the Malfoy's, you know that I've been trying to find out why I was put in an orphanage in the first place. I finally tracked down the orphanage I was sent to, and they were shocked to see me. I asked them about the day I was sent there, and they told me I was left on the doorstep with broken bones, bruises everywhere and a lot of bleeding. It took a while, they said, to get me back to normal. When I was healed, that's when they started seeing people about adopting me. Well, we know what happened after.

As I'm writing this I am watching my James playing with Harry. He's making bubbles come from his wand, they look so cute together-

"Lily, take Harry and go! It's him! Go! Run! I'll hold him off!"...

After finishing the diary entry, Harry was stunned in to silence. How could anybody treat a baby like that, he thought. Wait if the date is 31st October, that means she was writing this just before she died. So how is the diary here?

Deciding not to dwell on this he decided to read one of the other diaries, he chose one from her seventh year at Hogwarts...

1st September, 1977.

Dear Diary,

Agh! I just found that POTTER is head boy! Potter, the egotistical prat who is a prankster and doesn't give a damn about the rules. How can he be head-boy?

I'm writing this in the heads compartment on the Hogwarts express, but I get the feeling that Potter will try to sneak a look. So I'll finish for now and write later.

Harry had forgotten that his mother used to hate his father. If he hadn't already known that, and known that they both changed and learned to love one another, he'd probably be upset and confused about how he was here in the first place. Now though, the situation just made him laugh. Although, he thought that if anyone told her she'd be married to James Potter with a son at this moment, she would send them to the mental ward at St. Mungos.

Instead of reading more of his mother's diary, he opened her trunk again and began to look through it.

He found mostly old school books and clothes. The only thing interesting, was a photo album of everything between her first year at Hogwarts and her dying day.

Just as he was about to put the trunk away and get his father's trunk. He spotted something at the bottom of the trunk. It was a small compartment, locked compartment that is because he didn't actually know if it was small or not he just guessed. It wouldn't open, not even budge. Not even using magic would work, he had found that he, Ron, Hermione and Ginny were able to use magic as the ministry couldn't detect it here. He figured that there must be some type of password.

He tried different words, such as Lily Potter, Lily, Potter, James, Prongs, Harry, Flower. He nearly gave up, but then remembered that passwords didn't have to be short, so he said,

"I solemnly swear that I am up to no good."

The compartment clicked, and it opened. It was small, just like he had guessed. In the small compartment was a wand and an I.D badge from the ministry. He looked at the badge, it had a picture of his mother at age 18. It read,

Lily Potter,

Department of Mysteries.

*This badge allows all unspeakables in to the Department of Mysteries, without question on who they are and what business.

This was something Harry never knew. He didn't know anything about what his parents had worked as, but now he knew that his mother had been an unspeakable in the Departmant of Mysteries. He wondered what she worked on, in her time there.

He then picked up the wand, it was obviously his mother's, why else would it have been there? It felt familiar in his hands. I wonder if I used to steal my parents wands, like those kids at the World cup, thought Harry. That thought brought a smile to his face, he probably did steal it at one point.

He pocketed the wand and badge, then moved to put away the trunk and get his Dad's one. As soon as he got the trunk out, he looked to see if there was a compartment like in his mother's. He was excited to see if he would find out what his Dad had worked as.

There was a compartment at the bottom and he used the same password. He was surprised that it was the same password, but also glad that he didn't have to think of a new one.

There was also a wand and an I.D badge from the ministry. He checked the badge first as he did for his mother's. It read,

James Potter,

Department of Magical Law Enforcement,

Auror.

This made Harry happy. His Dad was an auror, that's just what he wanted to be, and he's glad of that. When he picked up his father's wand, he was shocked to find that not only did it feel familiar in his hand, but it let off red and gold sparks. The sparks weren't as bright or as powerful as his original Holly and Phoenix feather wand, but it looked as if he would still be able to use his Dad's one if ever the time arose.

Harry stood and went over to the window, he looked out and saw that everyone was heading towards the Quidditch Pitch. Deciding that he wanted to play aswell, he grabbed one of his father's notebooks that was filled with quidditch techniques and his firebolt, then took off outside.

When he stepped outside, he saw Ginny waiting for him.

"Hi, I was just coming to see if you wanted to play quidditch," said Ginny.

"Hi. Yeah, I saw you were all heading for the pitch from my window, so I brought one of my Dad's notebooks with me," said Harry.

"Notebooks?" asked Ginny.

"Oh they're filled with quidditch techniques from when he was captain, I got them from his old school trunk," replied Harry.

"Really?" said Ginny. "That is so cool, we'll have to use them this year, you're bound to be captain."

"Nah, I'm guessing it will be Katie, she's older."

"Then maybe you'll be co-captains." said Ginny.

"Maybe... I wouldn't get my hopes up though. I still think it will be Katie," said Harry.

Ginny smiled and said, "Come on, everyone will be wondering where we are."

"You mean, they'll be wondering where you are, because I might not have wanted to play," Harry smirked.

Ginny playfully shoved Harry, and they set off towards the Quidditch Pitch.

They ended up playing quidditch for the rest of the day. They were sat at the dinner table, when Harry mentioned what he had found in his parent's trunks.

"Do you know what my Mum was working on?" asked Harry.

"Sorry Harry. I didn't even know she was an unspeakable, although I guessed because she never mentioned it. I wouldn't have known anyway, because unspeakables aren't allowed to tell of what happens the that department, hence the name 'Unspeakable'," said Remus.

"Oh okay. I found out my Dad was auror aswell. Did you know that's what I told Mcgonagall I wanted to be?" said Harry.

Remus laughed and said, "I'm not surprised Harry, your father would've been proud. For generations the Potter males have always been aurors, and sometimes the females would be aswell."

"Really?" asked Harry, interested.

"Yes," said Remus. "Your grandmother was one of the female Potters who became an auror."

Harry spent the rest of the meal finding out more about his parents and family history.

When the meal was over, Harry, Ginny, Ron and Hermione went outside and sat on some benches that had trees surrounding them.

Harry told them about everything he had found in his parents trunks. They were happy that Harry finally had something of his parents and interested in his parent's wands and careers.

"I'm definitely interested in finding out what your mother worked on as an unspeakable," said Hermione.

"That is really cool that you can use your father's wand," said Ginny.

"He was an auror? That's amazing," said Ron.

All Harry replied was, "Yeah."

"So...what are we gonna do tomorrow?" asked Ginny.

"Nothing that includes you Ginny," said Ron.

Ginny glared at him and Harry and Hermione both said, "Ron!"

"What?" he asked.

"Don't be so rude. Of course anything we do will be with Ginny," said Hermione.

Ginny smiled at Hermione and then smirked at Ron.

They never did decide on what to the next day. They all headed up to bed instead.

Hermione and Ginny both headed to Hermione's room. They needed some girl time and they'd grown closer over the past couple of years.

When they were both seated, Hermione smirked at Ginny and said,

"So...do you still fancy Harry?"

Ginny didn't say anything, but Hermione got her answer from the blush that was starting to appear in Ginny's cheeks. Hermione laughed.

Ginny then asked, "So...you fancy Ron huh?"

It was Ginny's turn to smirk as Hermione quickly shut up and tried not to blush.

"He'll never notice though," said Hermione.

"No, you'll have to tell him. Surely you know by now, that Ron doesn't use his brain," laughed Ginny.

Hermione just stared at her.

"Okay, okay. Of course he'll notice you Hermione, how could he not? And everyone knows Harry will never notice me, so we're saying the wrong parts of the conversation," sighed Ginny.

"What did you two do the other night?" asked Hermione.

Ginny smiled and described the night in detail. "We flew over the grounds and then sat looking over the cliff under the stars, just talking. Hopefully after that, we'll get closer."

"You already are," said Hermione.

"I guess," said Ginny.

Ginny then went back to her own room and they both drifted off to sleep full of nice dreams. They were both unaware that Harry and Ron had just had almost the exact same conversation.

Harry and Ron both headed to Harry's room.

"You fancy Hermione don't you?" asked a smirking Harry.

Ron's face blushed the Weasley red and didn't reply.

"I knew it," said Harry.

They were both silent, and then Ron suddenly asked,

"What do you think of my sister, Harry?"

"What do mean? I like her, yes. She's a good friend," replied Harry.

Ron just stared at him.

Harry then blushed and said, "Oh. You mean do I like like her. I don't know...maybe. But...I don't know her well enough so I can't be sure."

"Well you know Ginny's had a crush on you forever. I warn you now though, that she has six older brothers all looking out for her. So I'd never ever hurt her," said Ron.

"I don't want to and wouldn't hurt her anyway," said Harry.

Ron then went to his own room and they too drifted off to sleep. With Harry dreaming of six older brothers and what they'd do if he ever hurt their sister.

Hope you enjoyed. Please review. Ideas appreciated.

*I have a question. Should Harry and Ginny be -

- a normal boyfriend and girlfriend couple

- in an arranged marriage

- or soul bonded?

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