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Song
Radio Dee-Jay

Renewed Voices
Chapter Nine: Familiar Faces

S.O.S. please somebody help me
It's not healthy... for me to feel this way
Y.O.U. are making this hard (are you making this hard for me, baby?),
You got me tossin' and turnin' and can't sleep at night

This time please someone come and rescue me (someone rescue me)
'Cause you on my mind, it's got me losing it
I'm lost, you got me lookin' for the rest of me
Love is testing me but still I'm losing it
This time please someone come and rescue me
'Cause you on my mind got me losing it ('cause any time)
I'm lost you, got me looking for the rest of me,
Got the best of me (best of me), I'm losing it

Lala lala lala lala Ohhh
Ohh ohh lala lala lala lala
Oh oh

"That was S.O.S (Rescue Me) by Penny Copper," said the radio Dee-Jay.

"Change!" yelled Joy to her little brother. She was lying down on the couch. She was trying to finish up her summer homework. But listening to the songs her alter ego wasn't helping much.

"Fine," called Jay as he switched the station over to another. The song 'Grand Thief Auto/Where is your Boy' by Fall Out Boy came on.

Both of the adopted Stewarts were getting ready for Founding Fathers' in their own way. Joy was finishing her neglected summer homework. Jay was reading his school books and researching the wands Mya, Bri, Jesse and himself got.

A few seconds later, the doorbell rang. Neither Jay nor Joy made an effort to move to open it, since neither wanted to get up.

It rang again. Neither moved.

Then again with the same results.

It happened a forth time and no one answered.

Then again.

"If one of you don't answer that door, I'm cooking dinner," yelled Sara. The only threat Sara could make would be to cook because she was terrible. Like magic, both Joy and Jay were at the door within a second. Joy in front with Jay behind her.

"Can I help you?" asked Joy nervously looking at the two people in front of her. One was an old man in neon blue robes with flying hippopotamuses. The second was an middle-aged woman with graying brown hair in emerald robes with a pointed-hat.

"Yes, you can," answered the old man. "We are looking for Mr. Potter, is he here?"

Both Joy and Jay felt their hearts stop and paled.

"There's no one here by that name," replied Joy.

"But there is," shouted the woman. "I know a Hogwarts letter showed up here."

"There is no one by the name of Potter here," repeated Joy. "Now, good day."

"I want to see him," said the woman. "I use to babysit him when he was younger. When Lily and James told us he was died, my heart broke. But recently I was looking at the enrollment list and found his name. I just want to see him and know he's alright."

"Auntie Minnie?" asked Jay as he pushed passed his sister.

"Harry!" shouted the woman as she threw her arms around him.

"I guess you should come inside," said Joy. The two arrivals nodded and entered the house. Joy led them to the living room. "SARA!"

"What? Who was at the door?" questioned the bodyguard as she entered the room.

"I'm Albus Dumbledore," said the old wizard with the funny robes. "This is Minerva McGonagall. We knew Harry before his parents got rid of him."

"Abandoned," said Joy. "The Potters' abandoned him."

Dumbledore nodded.

"What happened after the Potters' . . . ?" Minerva trailed off.

"The Stewarts', Robby Ray and Susan, adopted me and Jay," said Joy. "I'm Addie Joy, by the way."

"Jay?" asked the Head of Gryffindor.

"My full name is Harry James Robert Stewart," explained the raven-haired warlock. "Everyone calls me Jay."

"Where are your parents?" asked Dumbledore.

Jay avoided eye contact and Joy looked down.

"I'm Sara, Joy's bodyguard," said the Jeep owner. "Susan died a few years ago and Robby moved to Malibu with Jackson and Miley. Joy and Jay are staying here to go to school at Founding Fathers' like Susan."

The two English visitors nodded. A long discussion soon followed, mostly about Jay's life and growing up.