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Fourteen

Christmas had come around way too quickly!

Soon enough the first year students found themselves packing for their two weeks at home. Harley was bouncing off the walls with excitement at the prospect of seeing her father's childhood home.

On December 20th, Dudley and Harley met Petunia on Platform 9 ¾ with hugs and screams. Standing behind the tall woman was a man at least six foot tall with light brown hair and glittering green eyes.

"How are you both?" Petunia grinned. "Look at you both! You're growing so much!"

"Harley! Dudley!" Hermione shouted, running over to them dragging her parents behind her.

Petunia stood up straight and smiled. "Who's this?" she asked.

"This is Hermione Granger," Dudley answered. "She's in Ravenclaw with Harley."

"Petunia Dursley?" Hermione's mother asked. "Hermione wrote us about you."

Petunia smiled. "Hello. Nice to meet you."

"Daniel," her father told them, "everyone calls me Dan. And this is my wife, Emma." The adults shook hands as Draco dragged his mum and dad over to Petunia. "And you must be Draco?"

Lucius raised an eyebrow. "Draco, introduce us."

"Dan and Emma Granger," Dan introduced himself again.

"Lucius Malfoy," Lucius greeted him, "and this is my wife, Naricssa. Your daughter has made a good impression on my son. He mentions her every time he writes."

"Where's Neville?" Dudley frowned, looking around for his fellow Hufflepuff.

"His already gone," Draco answered whilst the parents stood around and spoke with each other. He glanced at his father who was fixing his gloves-the tell tail sign that he was ready to go. "Look out for my present under the tree!" Draco grinned, waving at everyone before he apperated away with his parents.

Harley and Hermione grinned, only the two of them knew about the mirrors that had been delivered during the week from Wisaecre's Wizarding Equipment. The two girls hugged each other as Hermione's dad mentioned something about getting Chinese for dinner. She waved at her friend as Hermione left with her parents through the barrier.

Petunia put her hand on Harley's shoulder and turned her to the side. "Harley, this is Remus Lupin. One of your father's friends from Hogwarts."

Harley blushed at the way he was looking at her. "Hello," she mumbled.

"Merlin, you don't half look like Lily!" he blurted out. He crossed the small space between them and knelt down in front of her. "Not a lick of James in there. Lucky you didn't get the Potter hair."

Petunia smiled. She had seen the mess that was James Potter's hair. "Did you suddenly get shy?" she asked her niece.

Harley shook her head.

Remus smiled. "Do you like horses?" he inquired.

Harley nodded. "Yes!"

"We have some fantastic Pegasus at the mansion," he informed her. "Perhaps you would help our handler? It won't be me-unfortunately the steeds don't like me so much."

"Horses," Dudley groaned, kicked a random rock. "Boring."

"Shall we apparate?" Remus inquired. "There's something super special that I'd like for Harley to see. It's long overdue, I think." Remus offered Harley his hand and after a few seconds of hesitation, she took his hand. "It's very good to see you again, Prongslet."

Harley raised an eyebrow. "Prongslet?" she frowned.

Remus smiled. "Your father's nickname was Prongs. I am Moony. Your godfather is Padfoot and our friend Peter was Wormtail. We used those names in Hogwarts in case we got caught."

"Caught doing what?" Dudley asked as Petunia took his hand. "You need a better nickname, Harley."

Harley nodded her agreement.

Dudley held tightly onto the trolley that had their trunks, Hank's cage and Morgana's carrier.

Remus placed his free hand on Petunia's shoulder. "Take a deep breath," he cautioned.

Harley suddenly found it very hard to breath. She was been pressed from all directions like being forced through a think rubber tube.

Moments later she felt her feet hit solid ground.

"What the hell was that?" Petunia gasped, struggling to keep herself up.

"Apparation," Remus answered. "Not all witches and wizards can do it-most prefer brooms or floo travel. Now leave your bags at the front and Tiff will see to them."

"Tiff?" Harley asked, still holding onto Remus's hand.

"Mistress summoned Tiff?" a house-elf suddenly asked. The female house-elf stood there wearing some kind of red and gold uniform with the potter crest on the breast.

"Oh, Tiff," Petunia chuckled.

Harley looked around the foyer they were standing in, it was grand, centuries old. The floor was made out of some kind of deep red, glossy wood with darker red furniture, the room was decorated with ornate gold fixtures, different types of statues and bowls from a variety of different places. The walls were made out of some kind of dark, almost black wood. It was so grand and this was just the entrance.

"Would you like the tour?" Remus asked.

The three nodded.

Remus showed them through the foyer and into the large sitting room decorated in a similar fashion. After the sitting room he showed them the dining room, the kitchens, the potions lab (dragging Harley away from that was hard enough), the duelling room and then the bedrooms upstairs.

"Now when Petunia agreed to spend a few days I took the liberty of choosing rooms for you all," Remus told them. "Harley, you'll be in your father's old room. It's decorated in Gryffindor colours but I've left a catalogue on your bed to change what you want. The designers have agreed to come after Christmas holidays to change it. Dudley, you'll be in Sirius's old room from when he lived here. It's also decorate like the Gryffindor common rooms but I've left an identical catalogue for you. Petunia, you have Charlus and Dorea's old room. The same catalogue is on your bed. Harley-would you come with me for a moment?"

"Come on Dudley," Petunia smiled, putting her hand on her son's shoulder. "Let's go see what the elves are cooking for dinner."

Harley nodded and followed Remus towards the only room he hadn't shown them-the library.

Tentatively Remus opened the large double doors and showed her inside.

Harley's eye's widened. "Wow…this is amazing."

Remus laughed. "I figured you would like it. Lily would spend hours here reading. All kinds of books. She even enjoyed reading the dark arts books."

Harley raised an eyebrow. "But everyone says my mum was a light witch."

He nodded. "She was. But Lily always said ignorance is our own worst enemy. If she wanted the know the magic the enemy used she wanted to study it. But that's not want I wanted to show you. Lily? James? Are you awake?"

Harley's gaze eventually found the large portrait above the fire place. Her father was snoozing with a newspaper over his face and her mother was reading a book. "Mum? Dad?" she cried.

Lily and James Potter shot up from what they were doing in the portrait. "Harleen? Is that you?" her mother gasped.

"I found them last year," Remus explained. "The portrait hadn't been activated. I didn't tell them you were coming in case you didn't want to see them."

Harley wrapped her arms around him for a hug. She couldn't hug her parents but she could hug him.

"Don't cry, ladybug," James pleaded with his daughter. "It's alright. You're here now."

"I hear crying!" Petunia exclaimed as she came in to see what was going on. "Harley? Are you okay?"

Harley broke away from Remus and ran over to her aunt to hug her whilst Lily and James stared on in wonder. "I remember her voice," she sobbed.

"Tuney?" Lily gasped, seeing her sister inside the library at Potter manor. "What are you doing here?" she asked. "Why are you looking after Harleen?"

"Dumbledore," Remus explained. "He left Harleen with them after you died."

Petunia stood tall as she clutched onto her niece. "Everything's okay, Lily. Vernon died six years ago. I've been a single mum for a long time. I even have a job. Dudley goes to Hogwarts as well. He's in Hufflepuff."

Lily blinked at her sister. Gosh she had missed so much since she passed. "Vernon died? And Dudley is a wizard?"

"In a fire," Petunia explained. "Harley saved us. Accidental magic. Dudley had his first bought of accidental magic when he was seven. He turned my hair green. It was green for a week. I was mortified."

James chuckled. "Where is he? I'd like to meet my nephew."

"Tiff is stuffing him full of cake," Petunia rolled her eyes. "I came here when I heard crying."

"I'll leave you all to it," Remus smiled, slowly slipping out.