Chapter seven

Harry and Ron sat and talked while they ate, they mainly talked about how Hermione would be feeling when she woke up and what they could do to help her. After the two friends lapsed into silence, Hermione slowly started to wake.

'Oh, I've got a headache.'

'Well that's not surprising Hermione, you did drink a lot,' Ron gave her a small smile.

'Yeah, I know, but I didn't want to feel anything. But it's really quiet here,' Hermione sat up and looked out the glass doors.

'Small town, that's also why I wanted to buy something here, not a lot of people.'

'So you wouldn't get stared at as much,' Ron said.

'That and I just don't really like crowds. But here it's half muggle half magical, so I won't have a lot of people staring at me. The girl in the café knew who I was, she thought I was visiting my parents graves, that's when I told her I'm living here. She said it makes sense as this is my home town. I never thought of that before because I don't remember living here, but I did, I was born here, lived here even if it was for only a year, well just over a year.'

'I thought you were exactly a year old when your parents died,' Ron said.

'No, my birthday's in July, they died in October. I thought you would have heard or read about that?'

'No, Hermione's the one that likes to read and I tried not to ask questions about you or your family. I didn't want you to think I was just being friends because of who you are.'

'I get that and I knew all about it thanks to Hermione, but when I saw their graves it really hit home how young they were and I was. Hermione, I was going to ask you about that though. They were twenty when they had me, that's young and they were right in the middle of the first war with Voldemort. Do you think I was an accident?'

'With what we heard from Sirius and Remus, I don't think so Harry. Then look at what they were willing to do to keep you safe. But I suppose once they had you any parent would do that. So I can't say for certain, but no, I don't think you were.'

'Do you think about that a lot Harry?'

'Sometimes Ron, ever since I found out how Voldemort was already taking over at the time, it's made me wonder about that. I never really got a chance to ask Sirius or Remus.'

'No, we mainly spoke about Voldemort or your safety,' Ron looked up at Hermione and saw her staring out the glass doors again, 'Are we going to head back to the Burrow Hermione?'

Both Harry and Ron saw Hermione chewing on her bottom lip, they gave each other a look and knew Hermione didn't want to.

'Look Hermione, if you don't want to, then don't. We can stay here if you want, I can go get some beds for us, some food as well.'

'You don't mind, do you Harry?'

'No, if you're more comfortable here than that's where you should stay. Ron could go back and get Ginny to pack your clothes, you could do mine, couldn't you Ron?'

'Yeah, if you really want to stay here Hermione, I can get our stuff.'

'I do Ron, but you're both going to stay here with me?'

'Yes, both of us, we spoke about this while you were asleep.'

'Alright, thank you.'

'I'll go get some beds, I spotted a magical owned furniture store before. So I can shrink the stuff and put it a bag. You showed me how to do an undetectable expansion charm, so I can bring enough here for now. Then Ron can go get our things.'

'Okay,' Hermione gave Harry and Ron a small smile.

'I won't be too long,' Harry left the house again and headed back down to the town. First he bought himself a small bag, then went into the furniture store.

'Oh Mr. Potter, can I help you with something?' the elderly woman asked.

'It's Harry and I'm looking for some beds for my house, some linen and well everything that goes with it.'

'Did you buy a house here?'

'Yes I wanted to live where my parents did.'

'I think we all understand that. Well if you follow me I can show you where everything is.' they both walked down through the store, 'It's a very nice town, friendly people. I used to see your mother, she came in here a lot.'

'Oh, I never thought about that before, but yeah, she would have. I suppose you wouldn't have seen my father that much though.'

'Actually I did, he grew up in this town. I remember his mother bringing him in here when he was a young boy. A very mischievous little boy he was.'

Harry smiled, 'I heard from a couple of his friends he was a bit of a jokester. But I never knew his parents lived here. I don't know a lot about my family.'

'Then this is the town for you Harry. We have a records department that you could go to, they could get you any records on your family.'

'Oh, thanks, I might do that.'

'Well here are all the linen, a very big range of colours and types. Why don't you look around, if you need help, just let me know?'

'Thanks, I will,' Harry gave her a smile then started to look at all the beds. He found one he loved, a large queen four poster bed. So Harry got all the linen he needed for that including pillows. Then he found two other large beds, not four posters but still nice. So he got more linen then decided to get a few sets of everything for each bed. After that he found a nice dining setting, then he spoke to the woman again. Harry paid then he shrunk everything and stuck it in his bag, 'Thanks for all your help and information.'

'You're welcome and I hope you like living in our little town.'

'I already do,' Harry smiled then headed out, grabbed some basic food, drinks, tea, coffee, milk and since Hermione wasn't feeling too good, he also bought a few bottles of Firewhiskey then headed back to his house.

'I'll just unpack then you can go get our stuff Ron.'

'Yep, I'll do that.'

Harry put all the food in the kitchen, resized the dining table, then headed upstairs. He put his bed on the floor, resized it, then made the bed. It made Harry smile seeing his own bed in his own home. He knew he still needed to get a lot more things, but at least it's a start. He went into the room next to his and resized another bed, then made it, then the last room and repeated the process before heading downstairs.

'Okay, I'll get our stuff, I'll try not to be long,' Ron squeezed Hermione's hand then left.

'How you doing Hermione?' Harry asked as he sat next to her and took her hand.

'Okay, but I can't get their looks out of my mind.'

'That's why I didn't want you to see them.'

'I know, but I had to,' Hermione put her head on Harry's shoulder. 'You don't mind us staying here?'

'No, of course not, you're family. Now why we've got a few minutes I want to talk to you about something. You said before about how you're not going to be able to get things, how to pay for everything. I want to set you up a vault until you're on your feet and have a job. Now Ron and I both know you will probably go back and do your last year so you can get you're N.E.W.T.s, so this way you can and there's no hurry.'

'I wish I didn't need you to, especially after you paid for everything in Australia. But I don't know what else to do.'

'Now you don't have to think about that. So in a few days we'll go to Gringotts and set that up. But I wanted to tell you what the lady in the furniture store said.' Harry smiled hoping he could get Hermione to stop thinking about the looks on her parent's faces, 'She told me my mother used to go in there a lot. Then I asked about my father, she remembers him going in there with his mother. Do you remember reading about the Potters being from Godric's Hollow?'

Hermione gave Harry a small smile, 'You need to read those books Harry. It's all in there, how the Potters have always lived in Godric's Hollow. Right back to when Godric Gryffindor first started this town. This is your ancestral home, well the area is. So they must have records somewhere about your family.'

'She said they did, I didn't think to ask her name, I'll ask next time I'm there. But when I'm settled in I'm going to see what I can find out.'

'I'm happy for you Harry, you'll finally get to know a bit about your parents.'

'Yeah, I will and later on, not for a long time, but I'm going to get into the house, see if I can find letters or things in there. I found that letter my mother wrote to Sirius, so he must have written back to her and dad when they were in hiding.'

'I'm sure Sirius did Harry, but could you go in there, where it happened?'

'I know it'll be hard, but I want to own some things of theirs, some personal things. So if I can find some letters or things written by my parents, it'll be worth it. But for now I'm just going to relax and get more things for my home. Maybe you could help with that. Things to make this more a home, personal things, little touches of anything so it's not just a house.'

'I can help you with that Harry, we'll find things that will suit your style even if you're not sure what style you like just yet,' Hermione gave Harry a small smile then put her head back on his shoulder before staring out the glass doors again.