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Chapter 10 - Exploring
Harry and james wandered into the kitchen where Lily was playing mum and doing the breakfast, which smelt like heaven to Harry who decided that if his parents were still alive and in his realm he'd be a slightly more plump boy.
"Sit down mum, i'll finish it up if you like", he offered,
"Dont be daft son, i want to do this, but i appreciate the offer. You know your father could learn from you", Here she shot James a rather meaningful glare.
"Harry, stop it you're making me look bad!" he whispered through clenched teeth. "How's you know how to cook anyways, if i remember correctly thats not on the curriculum at Hogwarts or has the place really gone downhill without us maraders there to keep them on their toes?".
"Dont flatter yourself", Harry mocked as he sat down and poured himself a cuppa, "It's just that was one of my chores at the Dursleys".
James nodded understandingly, "Bit of a slave her you?", he asked in a light voice.
"You could put it that way".
'wow he's taking this better than i thought'. But what Harry didnt see was his fathers white knuckled, clenched fists under the table.
"Breakfast", Lily couldnt have picked a better moment, because theres nothing like food to take a man's mind of something!.
She set down a delicious selection of Bacon, eggs, beans, toast, hash browns and sausages. Washed down with a cup of tea made it all-in-all a lovely brekkie.
"Well son, what do you want to do today?".
Harry looked at James who had spoken.
"I actually plan to go and see Fabian Prewitt, I bumped into him yesterday when me and Earth we're walking down here". He told them.
"Excellent, Fabian's really great, have you met his brother Gideon?", he dad smiled at him.
"No James, you know how bad you all get when you get together! We'll only stay for a minute, dont you think your son will be interested in meeting his grand-parents?".
Harry couldn't believe it. Grand-parents? His?.
"Really, Grand-parents, well i never!". And with that he jumped on his feet and started for the door.
"Well come on then, what are we waiting for? Lets go".
James and Lily laughed at their son, but were right behind him, matching his eagerness, neither being able to wait and see their parents pure joy when they finally get to see their grown-up grandson.
As they walked out into the warm, sunny and perfect day outside, Harry couldn't help but feel slightly out of place here. I mean everybody walking there had died, apart from Harry himself, he was still alive, still going to go back to his friends, his school, his world. He was going to go back to Life. Whilst everybody he could possibly see were stuck here waiting to finally leave this place and go back to the realm of the Living, but as a completly different person and have no recolection of who there were before. They after all could walk past their Grand-children or even Children and have no idea, strangers passing in the street.
It was a weird and quite frankly scary thought for Harry to try and process.
As he was pondering his parents were trying to deal with their own issues, both were obviously extremely estatic to have finally seen their son, seen for themselves how grown up and healthy he was. But at the back of their minds their minds there was the ever pressings reminder that he was going to go back to the Living. As much as they were grateful for the chance to spend time with their son, watching him walk back out of their lives was going to be even harder then when they lost him the first time.
Before they knew it the trio finally found themselves at the home of Fabian and Gideon Prewitt, which Harry couldnt help but feel reminded him of The Burrow.
James walked forwards and knocked on the door. No answer. He knocked again. Still no answer. There was no one home.
"Oh well, its this way to your Grandparents houses anyway, lets get going", Lily said,
"Bloody cheek, dont even have the decency to be home when I James Harold Potter come-a-knocking!" James mocked as he walked down the road with his nose in the air.
"Why do i bother?!".
"Awwww James my prince, do not not fear, next time we shall go around with swords and other weapons and make them pay", Lily declared as she caught up with her husband and linked her arm through his, they then proceeded to walk down the street in such a manner, waranting many stares and sniggers.
Harry couldnt help but laugh at his parents, or laugh at the appreciating stares that his father was recieving from many of the young women passing. Lily took no notice of them though, just laughed along with Harry who was on her other side linking her arm.
Eventually they reached the house of his grandparents.
This time Lily knocked on the door because they had gone to here parents first.
The door opened and a kindly looking old lady answered, she was quite short wearing a long skirt and a whote blouse, she had short curly white hair that just had the smallest tint of red.
"Lily, what an absolute pleasure to see you, i wasnt expecting you today!", Mrs.Evans threw her arms around her youngest daughter and pulled her close.
"Come on in your fathers in the garden, apparantly there was something important needing doing in the shed, but i dont believe him, he just doesnt want to put up them shelves, i said him i said 'Roger you put up them shelves and dont lie to me, if you werent already dead then you would be!' but does he take any notice of me? No he doesnt, what you still standing on the doorstep for Lily come on" she said as she turned around and headed back for the kitchen.
Harry, James and Lily all shared bemused smiles and followed her in.
"Do you want a cup of tea Lily love? Of course you do", she was already filling up the kettle and getting the tea pot out. "You couldnt do me the favour of putting them shelves up culd you? Its just they need to be done", she asked as the put teabags in the pot and set about trying to find the milk jug, as she turned around holding a nice full jug of milk she finally notice Harry smiling at her at the table.
SMASH, Mrs,Evans slippers were covered in milk but she didnt notice, she was staring open mouthed at her Grandson who was sitting calmly at the table.
"Bloody hell woman, are you going senile, i wish you'd stop breaking everything, thats the second one in a month". Mr.Evans said as he walked in the door and towards his wife.
"Whats the matter with you anyways?".
He turned and looked to what she was staring at and nearly had a heart attack on the spot, for sitting at his dining room table was a young James, but with his own Green eyes and a lightning bolt scar on his forehead.
"Well i'll be damned!, If it isnt young Harry", he smiled as he walked towards his grandson, he clapped him on the back and shook his hand before pulling him up and pulling him into a breath-taking hug, he pulled back to look properly at him, unshused tears in his wrinkled elderly eyes, "My baby Harry, all grown-up".
"HARRY", it would seem that Grandma Evans had finally got over her shock.
"Move out my way", she pushed past her husband and grabbed Harry much to his shock.
"Oh my gorgeous little green eyes, never had i dreamed that i would finally get to see you so soon!", she gushed, he on the other hand was having slight problem breathing.
She pulled back and inspected him,
"Hmmm you are looking a bit too skinny, what have you been living on peanuts! Come on take a seat and have some of your Grandmas chocolate cake, Your Dad loves this but you need it more than him!", she proceeded to put a whole chocolate cake and spoon down in front of him,
"Come on my darling eat up, you've got years to catch up on of your grandma's cooking!".
"For goodness sake Ethel, you cant expect him to eat the whole thing you daft woman, pass me a knofe, i'll cut it up." Mr.Evans said whilst rolling his eyes at a laughing Harry.
Harry couldnt help but be incredibly amused as he watched his Grandparents , "I love coming round here", his dad whispered to him.
Harry tucked into a small slice of cake rather than the whole thing thank-god, whilst drinking his tea and catching up with his grandparents.
"Sooo Harry who have you been living with since your parents died, i heard it was that Sirius man, lovely boy he is, bet you had a wonderful childhood!" Mrs.Evans asked.
"No actually there were complications there, I grew up with Aunt Pertunia and Uncle Vernon, and Dudley of course." he told them.
Mr and Mrs. Evans had pursed lips.
"Really, thats strange, Pet always had a problem with magic, well at least she finally got over that in the end hey", Mr.Evans smiled at him.
"Well actually no, her and Uncle Vernon never did get over their hatred of Magic".
"I like to think that my daughter would be good to you Kiddo, but the simple matter of the fact is that she detests magic in all shapes and sizes, I'm sorry that you had to live with that". Mrs.Evans stated sadly, she had tears in her eyes.
Harry leant over the table and put his hand on hers,
"Its not your fault, you have nothing to be sorry for, Petunias and Vernons hatred had nothing to do with you!".
Mrs.Evans smiled and covered Harry's hand with her own,
"Oh you lovly young lad". Everyone drained the rest of their tea.
"Tell you what, why dont you three and Karen and Noel come round for tea tonight hey?" Mr.Evans asked.
"Thanks dad" Lily smiled at him "We'll see you laters then, we're just taking Harry round to Karens and Noels now actually".
"Alright then sweet heart see you later".
Mr and Mrs. Evans couldnt help but give Harry another stomach crunching hug, before he left.
Thats it for now, more soon thanks for reading please leave a review.