Having now seen it Harry could more easily believe that Ron's home had been recently moved, I.e. it looked like it was about to collapse. Harry was confident the edifice would not stand if only mundane means had gone into its constructions. He could see other houses in the distance, but it looked like this ramshackled house came with a good patch of land. It seemed even badly off wizards lived quite blessed lives.
Sirius was almost skipping so was the bounce in his step, he was really taking to being able to walk outside without being disguised/disillusioned/a dog. Harry was least enthusiastic, if only for the fact he was carrying his luggage.
'This used to be the Weasley summer residence, but my Grandma sold off our house in Diagon Alley, and this place became our home.' Molly said, smiling at Harry. 'As you can see we had to make some improvements to fit the whole family.'
'The land around looks nice.' Spring was in full bloom and the green grass was dotted with flowers.
'Yes, though we could really do more to keep it up.' Mrs. Weasley huffed.
By this time they had reached the house, and Molly let them in.
The kitchen was wooden, and filled with mismatched chairs and other furniture. Despite its chaotic nature it gave off a warm homely glow. The kitchen only had one occupants, a girl Harry assumed was Ron's only younger sister, the girl he'd seen during the trial. She had been scribbling away on a piece of paper when they entered but on seeing who was there blushed and fled.
'That girl!' Molly said as she watched the girl's retreating form. 'Don't worry about that Harry, Ginny is a girl of quick tempers.'
'I wasn't worried.' Harry reassured him, although it was quite strange behaviour.
As soon as Ginny disappeared from sight Harry heard steps pounding in the other direction.
'Welcome mate!' Ron practically shouted as he appeared. 'Er, your Sirius right?'
'Yes, and I imagine you're Ron right?' Sirius said extending a hand which Ron grasped. 'Excuse me Molly, do you mind if we take that tea outside? The weather is alright, and spending far too much time in my own kitchen hasn't left me much enthusiasm for them in general.'
'Of course not Sirius.' Molly replied, already warming the water with her wand.
'We've got some hoops behind the house…' Ron offered.
'Brilliant.'
Harry was about to play his first game of Quidditch, if 3v3 really counted. On his side was himself, Georgina and Sirius. On the other Ron, Franchesa, and after she'd been convinced out of her bedroom, Ginny. The girl still wouldn't look at him, which Harry couldn't fathom a reason for. Mrs. Weasley declined the offer of playing in goal and they hadn't even bothered to ask Percilla. Harry was sat on his Nimbus 2000. He'd tried to give it away to someone else, but they'd refused, pointing out Harry had literally never played the game.
They were playing without the bulgers and the snitch too, which made sense, and Harry was particularly glad about the former ball's absence. Strong wizard constitution or not he didn't want to be struck with an iron ball. The twins announced they would play as the two keepers, though since there were only three of them they'd play more as 'sweeper keepers', whatever that meant.
'You ready mate?' Sirius asked, a hand on Harry's shoulder.
'Totally.' Harry replied, and Sirius grinned. The man seemed to be slightly too enthusiastic about playing a bit of casual Quidditch with children, but Harry wasn't going to bemoan it.
The two of them kicked off, joining the others in the air. Ginny had been given the honour of having the starting throw, since they didn't have a referee.
'Alright I'll count you down Ginny, remember to throw it straight up.' Georgina said.
'I'm not stupid!' Ginny replied, and then once again turned scarlet.
'Three-' Georgina said, ignoring Ginny's comment. '-Two, one, go!'
Ginny threw the ball up and Harry instantly twitched his broom up. The superior speed of his broom saw him first to the red ball, which he easily seized.
'Harry!' Sirius said shouting, clearly wanting the pass. He reached up to throw the ball, but Ron appeared and slapped the ball out of his hand, where it fell below to Ginny. Harry realised he should probably move when the ball was in his hands. He and Sirius set off in pursuit but it was already too late, and an outnumbered Georgina conceded the goal.
Georgina went to retrieve the ball and when she was back they huddled up, after that dire display.
'Alright, I'll push forward until I'm pressed. Sirius you go halfway up the left and I'll give it to you, Harry push up further and be prepare to receive from Sirius.'
The two Blacks nodded. Georgina gave a short pass to Sirius to start play, which he sent back immediately, as Harry flew up the right side of the field. Ron, their deep player came over to mark him, but as Georgina pushed up further Ginny was forced to come over towards her. Ron looked stricken for a moment before deciding to switch sides and mark Sirius, which left Franchesa to watch Harry. She started to drift towards him, but he pulled back a little, forcing her to remain at her posts unless she wanted to expose them to Sirius.
It was at this point that Georgina passed to Sirius, who managed to successfully dodge Ginny and set off towards goal. Harry went forward, towards the hoops, tacking towards the centre to make the pass easier for Sirius.
'Harry!' He shouted, throwing the ball ahead of Harry's position. Harry flew towards this point, with now both Ginny and Ron coming for him. He easily catch the ball, and blocked out everything behind him, focused just on Franchesa and the hoops. Closer and closer Harry flew, before unleashing the ball towards the right hoop.
It was at this point when Harry realised that he was not very good at all at throwing, as the ball barely travelled any faster than his broom and was easily batted away by Georgina.
Harry gave a cry of frustration and dived after the ball, which was flying towards the ground. He got to it first but could feel the whooshing of Ron and Ginny behind him. He turned his broom one eighty and zoomed between the two of them, who had clearly expected him to fly back towards his own half.
Harry ignored the open Sirius and instead went straight for Georgina, if he couldn't throw that well he had to just got closer and faster. As he approached Harry faked a throw towards the same left hoop, which didn't feely trick Georgina but led to her changing her position on her broom, before he flung it towards the left hoop.
It collided with the inside of the ring but bounced through and Harry shouted his triumph.
In the end they lost, twenty eight to sixteen. Harry only scored a couple more times, but he'd found the exercise more fun than frustrating, so he was content.
'You should consider trying out for your Quidditch team Harry.' Franchesa offered as they sat on the grass in the last day's sun.
'Huh? But I wasn't very good.'
'At being a chaser, no not really, but you showed every sign of being a quality seeker. You missed plenty of shots but you caught every one that came to you, and you've clearly got no fear of speed.'
'Of course on a personal level we'd prefer if you didn't, we wouldn't want Slytherin to start running away with it.' Georgina added.
'Yeah we won't hold back just cause your own little brother's mate.' Franchesa continued grinning.
'Well I won't have to decide until next year I guess, but not really interested at the moment.' Harry replied, it'd be fun today, but waking up on Saturday mornings to practise? No thanks. He already had Snape's detentions to deal with.
'Looks like Dad's back.' Ron said pointing towards the kitchen, where a tall figure had joined Molly in the kitchen.
'Right well, I'm going to say hello to Arthur and then I'll be off.' Sirius said, handing the broom he borrowed over to the twins. 'You coming Harry?'
'Yeah, sure.' Harry said and stood, his Nimbus 2000 in his left hand.
They weren't far from the house and Sirius soon pushed open the kitchen door.
'Alright Arthur?'
'Yes I'm fine Sirius, long day at work but nothing new.' The slightly-less-ginger-than-his-wife man replied. He did look a bit haggard.
'Well I wouldn't know.' The reluctant aristocrat replied, sounding somewhat embarrassed.
'I'd much rather be fiddling around with muggle stuff than be up there in the Wizengamot with you and Molly, I'll tell you that.' He said, and then looked towards Harry, offering his hand. 'Lovely to meet you Harry, from what I heard your going to turn out to be just a brilliant of a wizard as your Mother was a witch.'
'Thanks.' Harry replied blushing as he shook the man's hand.
'Well, anyway, Molly, Arthur, I'm going to be off.' Sirius said, gesturing towards the fireplace. 'Is there anything you need from home Harry, either of them?' Sirius asked, a smile curling his lips.
'No, I'm fine.' Harry said, returning the smile.