Hi guys, can extra long chapter for you :D Thank you all so much for your support. We're nearing everyone going back to Hogwarts, I'm super excited for you all to see Hazel back at Hogwarts. Enjoy this chapter :D
"Ok kids, we should head back to our tent." Sirius said as they headed back through the woods towards the campsite.
"Sirius would it be all right if I went back with the Weasleys for a bit?" Harry asked eager to talk about the match with Ron.
Sirius nodded. "So long as it's ok with Mr Weasley."
Mr Weasley smiled. "Oh it's fine. We've an extra bunk, I'm happy for Harry to sleep in our tent and I'll drop him off in the morning."
"That's fine, thank you." Sirius shook Arthur's hand. "Have a good time Harry, make sure you behave." He hugged Harry before he and Hazel headed towards their tent. "You ok kid?" He asked Hazel who had gone very quiet since they'd left the Top Box.
"Hmmm." Hazel blinked and looked up at him.
"You ok?" Sirius repeated brushing a strand of hair off her face.
Hazel nodded. "Yeah I think I'm just tired." She yawned and rubbed at her eyes.
Sirius nodded. "Ok well how about we have a cup of hot chocolate before bed?" He suggested.
Hazel grinned. "I'd like that, I'm kind of cold." She shivered.
Sirius shrugged off his jacket and slung it over her shoulders. The two of them arrived back at the tent and Sirius went about making the hot chocolate while Hazel went and got changed into her pyjamas. She returned and sat down at the kitchen table almost asleep.
"Here you go." Sirius handed her a mug. "Now I warn you I'm not as good at the hot chocolate making as Remus but…"
Hazel took a sip. "It's good." She smiled. "Thanks Dad."
Sirius grinned. "So how'd you like your first Quidditch match?"
"It was good." Hazel nodded. "Amazing, I can't believe how fast they were flying." She yawned. "Krum was definitely the best though and that dive thing he did where he tricked Lynch, that was amazing. I wish I could fly like that." She sighed.
"Well train hard enough and practice and you can but if you're anything like your old man you'll be a natural flyer." Sirius told her. "I can teach you a bit if you want."
Hazel's eyes widened. "Really?"
Sirius nodded. "Yeah, I was a pretty decent Beater in my time." He grinned at her.
Hazel nodded. "I'd like that. Well I'm going to go to bed night." She kissed his cheek and headed over to her bunk, crashing onto the bed and falling asleep instantly.
Bright Eyes
"Hazel. Hazel, wake up!"
Hazel opened her eyes. "What?" She blinked up at Sirius. "What's happening?" She asked him.
"Grab a jacket, we need to get outside quickly." Sirius told her.
Hazel grabbed her jacket and shoved her feet in her wellies. She realised the noise outside had changed. No one was singing anymore and people were screaming and she could hear the sound of people running. She hurried out of the tent after Sirius and by the light of the few lit fires she saw people fleeing towards the woods.
Across the field something was moving towards them with flashes of light and loud bangs. As it drew closer Hazel heard loud jeering, roars of laughter and drunken yells. A bright flash of green light illuminated the scene.
Hazel saw the mass was actually a group of wizards, clumped together and moving as one with their wands raised to the sky. At first Hazel thought they didn't have faces but then she realised they were wearing masks.
"Sirius what?" And then she saw them. Four figures suspended in the air above the mass of wizards were struggling as their bodies were contorted into grotesque shapes. Two of the four figures were very small, probably children. More wizards were joining the group, laughing and pointing up at the floating bodies.
Hazel felt anger boil inside her at the sight. She wanted to fight those wizards, make them suffer like they were making those poor people suffer.
Sirius put his hand on her shoulder. "Hazel I need you to run. Run into the woods and don't come out until I find you."
"I'm not going anywhere." Hazel shook her head, drawing her wand from her pocket.
"Hazel you don't know enough magic, these men are dangerous, please, go into the woods. See if you can find Harry." Sirius told her.
As much as Hazel wanted to join the Ministry wizards and Sirius in fighting the evil men, she knew Sirius had a point. So she nodded and after giving him a quick hug, ran into the woods with the rest of the crowd. She broke into the woods and headed into the shadow of the trees. It was very, very dark. Hazel stopped and glanced around. She was alone in the woods. She remembered that Harry had taught her a spell recently that made light come out of her wand. What was it again?
"Lumos." Hazel mumbled and light shone from the tip of her wand, illuminating the clearing she was in and revealing a boy leaning up against a tree. "Merlin!" Hazel screamed and jumped. "What do you think your doing creeping around?" Raising her wand Hazel was able to make out the boy's features and realised it was that Malfoy boy. "Oh it's you. Makes sense."
Draco Malfoy sneered at Hazel. "Well if it isn't the mini Potter? Running from the mean men in masks."
Hazel glared at him. "Only because I was made to."
"What you were going to take them on?" Malfoy scoffed. "Do you even know how to do a simple spell?"
"I bet I know more than you." Hazel sneered.
Malfoy laughed. "If you say so." He rolled his eyes. "If you're looking for big brother he went that way about five minutes ago." He pointed in the direction Potter had gone.
Hazel glared at him. "Like I'd trust you."
Malfoy shrugged. "Suit yourself. But I wouldn't hang around here you don't want to be showing off your underwear to everyone."
Hazel muttered a string of very bad words in Bulgarian at Malfoy before marching off on her own in the direction he'd pointed. She wandered into the wood for a while longer until she came into a clearing in the heart of the woods and saw her brother and his best friends stood there.
"Harry." Hazel ran over to her brother and hugged him tightly.
Harry hugged his sister relieved she was ok. "Hey, where's Sirius?"
"He told me to run for the woods. I think he went to help the Ministry wizards." Hazel put her wand back into her robes. "What happened to Ginny and Fred and George?"
"We lost them in crowd." Harry explained steering her to sit down.
"I hope they're ok." Hermione sighed.
"They'll be fine." Ron said.
Harry grinned. "Imagine if your dad catches Lucius Malfoy. He's always said he'd like to get something on him." He sat down next to Hazel and watched the Ron's small figurine of Viktor Krum slouching over some fallen leaves.
Ron smirked. "That would wipe the smirk off old Draco's face, all right."
"Oh I'd like to wipe the smirk off that ferret's face." Hazel cracked her knuckles.
Ron snorted. "Did you just call Malfoy a ferret?"
Hazel nodded. "Yeah. He's got this twitchy, shifty little ferret face."
"I like her." Ron nodded his head to Harry.
Harry grinned. "Yeah she's a pretty cool little sister." He slung his arm around her shoulders.
"Yeah you're an ok big brother too." Hazel nudged Harry.
"Only ok?" Harry frowned.
Hazel shrugged. "Eh ok you're pretty cool too."
Hermione sighed pacing up and down. "Those poor Muggles, what if they can't get them down?"
"They will." Ron said reassuringly. "They'll find a way."
"Mad, though, to do something like that with the whole Ministry of Magic out here tonight. I mean, how do they expect to get away with it? Do you think they've been drinking, or are they just…" Hermione stopped talking and glanced over her shoulder.
Ron, Harry and Hazel looked around too. It sounded like someone was staggering toward the clearing. The four of them waited, listening as the sound of uneven steps behind the dark trees drew closer and closer. But before anyone came into sight the footsteps came to a halt.
"Hello?" Harry called.
No one replied. Harry got to his feet and peered around the tree.
Hazel mirrored her brother, she felt like someone had dropped an ice cube down the back of her top. Something bad was about to happen and she was ready to pull Harry back away from danger.
"Who's there." Harry called out.
Suddenly, a voice uttered in the darkness.
"Morsmordre."
And something vast, green and glittering erupted from the darkness, soaring up over the treetops and into the sky.
"What the…" Ron sprang to his feet.
Hazel stared up at the night sky her eyes wide with fear. A colossal skull with a serpent protruding from its mouth like a tongue. All around them, the woods irrupted with screams.
"Who's there?" Harry called again.
Hazel tugged on Harry's arm. "Come on, move!" She started pulling him backwards. Hermione grabbing the back of his jacket and began helping Hazel pull him backwards.
"What's the matter?" Harry was startled to see Hazel and Hermione's faces so white and terrified.
Hermione moaned. "It's the Dark Mark, Harry!" Pulling him as hard as she could with Hazel doing the same. "You-Know-Who's sign."
"Voldemort's…"
"Harry! Come on!" Hazel and Hermione yelled at the same time.
Harry finally listened, turning and the four of them started across the clearing. They had barely taken a few hurried steps when a series of popping noises announced the arrival of at least twenty wizards surrounding them from all sides.
"DUCK!" Harry yelled and pulled Hazel and Hermione to the ground, Ron following quickly and just in time as twenty wizards yelled at the same time…
"STUPEFY!"
Hazel covered her head with her arms and shook violently, her eyes closed tightly. Red jets of fiery light flew over the tops of their heads, bouncing off tree trunks, criss crossing over each other and rebounding into the darkness.
"Stop! Stop! That's my son!"
"Those are my godchildren!"
Hazel dared to glance up and saw that Mr Weasley was striding towards them, Sirius not far behind him looking furious and terrified at the same time.
"Ron, Harry, Hermione, Hazel are you all right?" Mr Weasley asked his voice shaky.
Sirius looked over Harry and Hazel. "You ok?"
Hazel sniffed and wrapped her arms around Sirius's middle burying her face in his chest.
"Hey it's ok." Sirius stroked her hair glancing at Harry. "You ok?"
Harry nodded.
"Out of the way, Arthur, Sirius." A cold, curt voice snapped.
Sirius turned and glared at Mr Crouch. He and the other Ministry wizards were closing in on them and he was getting a huge sense of de ja vu.
"Which of you did it?" Crouch snapped, his eyes darting between Harry, Ron, Hermione and Hazel, motioning to them with his wand.
"You better lower your wand Crouch." Sirius snarled.
Crouch did lower his wand but he didn't back off. "Which of you conjured the Dark Mark?"
"We didn't do that!" Harry exclaimed, gesturing up at the skull.
"We didn't do anything!" Ron snapped. "What did you want to attack us for?"
Crouch glared at them. "Do not lie, sir!" He shouted, bringing his wand up again and pointing it directly at Ron. "You have been discovered at the scene of the crime!"
"Crouch if you point that wand at any of these kids one more time I swear I will take it and snap it." Sirius barked.
"Barty, they're kids Barty, they'd never have been able to…"
"Where did the Mark come from?" Mr Weasley asked.
Hazel looked up from Sirius' chest. "Over there." She pointed at where the voice had come from. "There was someone behind the trees." She mumbled.
"They shouted words." Hermione added. "An incantation."
Crouch rounded on Hermione. "Oh stood over there did they?" His face etched with disbelief. "Said an incantation, did they? You seem very well informed about how that Mark is summoned, missy."
Luckily, no one but Mr Crouch, seemed to believe that Harry, Ron, Hermione or Hazel had conjured the Dark Mark. In fact on Hazel's words, they had all aimed their wands where she had pointed and were squinting into the darkness.
"We're too late." A witch in a woollen dressing gown shook her head. "They'll have disapparated."
"I don't think so." A wizard with a scrubby brown beard said. "Our Stunners went right through those trees… There's a good chance we got them…"
"Amos, be careful!" A couple of the wizards called warningly as Mr Diggory squared his shoulders, his wand raised, marched across the clearing and disappeared into the darkness.
A few silent tense seconds passed and then Amos shouted. "Yes! We got them! There's someone here! Unconscious! It's… but… Blimey!"
Crouch frowned. "You got someone?" He exclaimed in disbelief. "Who? Who is it?"
Amos reappeared from behind the trees, in his arms was a tiny, limp figure. Hazel's eyes widened recognising the tea towel. It was Winky, the house elf from the Top Box.
"This - can't - be." Crouch said jerkily and then quickly went for the trees, to the place where Winky had been found.
"No point Mr Crouch, there's no one else there." Amos called back.
But it seemed Mr Crouch didn't believe Amos.
"Bit embarrassing. Barty Crouch's house-elf… I mean to say…" Amos looked down grimly at the unconscious house-elf.
Mr Weasley scoffed. "Come off it Amos, you don't seriously think it was the elf?"
Sirius rolled his eyes. "The Dark Mark's a wizard's sign. It needs a wand." He shook his head.
"Yeah." Amos nodded. "She had a wand."
"What?" Mr Weasley and Sirius exclaimed at the same time.
"Here, look." Amos held up a wand and showed it to the group. "Had it in her hand. So that's clause three of the Code of Wand Use broken, for a start. No non-human creature is permitted to carry or use a wand."
Hazel felt a wave of nausea hit her and she double over. She felt like she'd been trampled by a hippogryth. The world started spinning and she felt a splitting pain across her skull.
"Hazel." Sirius exclaimed feeling her lean more heavily on him.
But Hazel didn't hear him within seconds her vision went black and she collapsed on the ground.
Bright Eyes
When Hazel woke up she was in her own bed back at Grimmauld Place with Sirius fast asleep next to the bed on an armchair. She sat up and rubbed her eyes. "Sirius?"
Sirius's eyes snapped open. "Hey, kiddo, you're awake." He moved to sit on the edge of the bed. "How are you feeling?"
"Fine. What happened?" Hazel rubbed her head.
"What do you remember?" Sirius asked.
Hazel frowned. "I remember the match and going to bed and then… The men and you told me to run for the woods, then I found Harry and the Mark appeared in the sky and those Ministry wizards came. And that's about it." She shook her head.
"You blacked out sweetie." Sirius told her. "You've been out for fifteen hours." He squeezed her hand.
"Is something wrong with me?" Hazel asked a hint of fear in her voice and in her eyes.
Sirius shook his head. "No, we had you checked out at St Mungo's and there's nothing wrong." He told her. "They think the stress of the situation caused your body to shut down as a sort of defence mechanism." He explained.
"What happened?" Hazel asked. "After I blacked out. Did you catch the person who made the Dark Mark?"
"No." Sirius sighed. "But it looks like Mr Crouch's house-elf was responsible." He looked very sceptical of the truth of this statement. "They found her under the mark with Harry's wand."
Hazel's eyes widened. "Harry's wand? But how did she get Harry's wand?" She exclaimed.
"Said she found it and picked it up." Sirius rubbed his jaw. "I don't know Hazel it's all a little odd. But nothing you need to worry about." He added quickly seeing the worry on Hazel's face.
"What about the men? The ones hurting those muggles?" Hazel asked. "Were they caught?"
"No." Sirius said darkly. "No as soon as they saw the Dark Mark, they all disapperated. Scared by their master's mark. I reckon they were all old Death Eaters who managed to worm their way out of imprisonment." He shook his head.
Hazel nodded.
Sirius patted her knee in a comforting manor. "Anyway enough about Death Eaters and Dark Marks. How about we head downstairs and have something to eat? I don't know about you but I'm starving." He grinned at her.
"Ok. I'll just get dressed." Hazel agreed.
"And I'll wake Remus." Sirius stood up.
Hazel frowned. "What about Harry?"
"Harry? Oh he's at the Weasley's. I rushed you to the hospital right away and Arthur said it'd be alright for him to go there. I'll give them a call and let them know you're awake." Sirius turned and left the room.
Hazel got dressed in a pair of shorts and a loose white t-shirt with bumble bees on it. She pulled her hair back into a high ponytail before heading downstairs.
Remus jumped up from his seat as soon as she entered the kitchen and gave her a tight hug. "You gave us quite a scare little one."
"Sorry." Hazel mumbled. "I'm okay." She told him with a small smile. "So what's for breakfast?" She asked taking a seat.
Kreacher suddenly appeared with a plate with bacon, eggs, toast and sausages. He set it down in front of Hazel giving her a concerned glance.
Hazel gave him a bright smile. "I'm really okay." She promised.
Kreacher nodded his head and left the room to do some cleaning.
Hazel dug into her breakfast with gusto suddenly realising how starving she was. Sirius and Remus shared a relieved look and sat down with her tucking in to their own breakfasts.
Bright Eyes
It was a week later when Hazel, Sirius and Remus headed up to Hogwarts for Hazel's 'entry' examinations. Harry had been staying at the Weasleys since the world cup but had called by floo this morning to wish Hazel good luck.
The most frustrating thing Hazel had found was getting used to really using her wand. After all she had managed just fine without it for such a long time. Why use her wand to levitate something when she could do it without?
They were greeted by Dumbledore and McGonagall who explained what would occur. Hazel would first demonstrate her ability in Charms, Transfiguration and Defence Against the Dark Arts, then she would spend some time in the Greenhouse identifying various plants and how to care for them for Herbology before having a break for lunch. In the afternoon she would complete a short test for History of Magic and then she'd complete a test for Potions before brewing a potion.
Hazel was shown into a classroom where Professor Flitwick was waiting for her with a bright smile. He asked her to show him the levitation spell, how to light and extinguish her wand, the unlocking charm (he provided a padlock), the freezing charm, shrinking charm and engorgement charm. Hazel took a few attempts at some of the spells but she eventually managed all of them and even showed off a few wandlessly which really seemed to impress the professor.
Professor McGonagall entered the room next and asked Hazel to perform a switching spell, turn a match into a needle, then a beetle into a button, before moving on to transforming an animal into a water goblet before finally asking her to transform a porcupine to a pin cushion. Hazel found she had relaxed a lot more since her first test and performed the spells with more ease than the previous.
"I see you've got your father's knack for Transfiguration." Professor McGonagall smiled at her before standing up. "I have no problem with you entering my third year class." She left the room.
Hazel beamed to herself when the door opened and a man entered the room. Mad Eye Moody walked over to the younger Potter and sat down his magical eye looked her up and down. "So you're the secret Potter are you?" He asked her in a gruff voice.
"That's me." Hazel nodded her head. It had taken her a second to really take in Professor Moody, his face looking like it had been roughly carved from wood, his face marred with scars and a chunk of his nose was missing. His grizzly hair was dark grey but it was his eyes that really drew Hazel in. One eye was perfectly normal, small and dark while his other eye, his magical eye however was a vivid, electric blue and moved around freely from his other eye. "Did you lose your eye or did you decided to have it replaced?"
Moody grinned at her, his thin lips pulling back to reveal crooked and chipped teeth. "Your father asked me something similar when we first met." He grunted. "So I'm supposed to get you to perform some spells for me. But anyone can stand still and perform defence spells. True character is revealed under pressure. So… We're going to have a little duel." He stood up.
Hazel blinked. "Duel?"
Moody nodded. "Don't worry, I won't throw anything too advanced at you but I want to see how you perform when you really have to defend yourself." He motioned for her to stand up.
Hazel rose to her feet and stood opposite Moody. Her heart raced in her chest wondering what he would throw at her.
"First we bow to each other." Moody gave her a curt bow.
Hazel bowed to him. She righted herself and before she could even think of a spell, a flash of red light came towards her. Without even thinking Hazel rose her hands and wandlessly created a shield around herself. Moody continued to fire her with the spell and despite the shield Hazel felt herself slipping backwards.
"Come on girl, fight back." Moody called to her.
Hazel took a deep breath and pushed with her mind sending a pulse across the room effectively knocking Moody off his feet. She dropped the shield and waved her wand. "Expelliarmus."
Moody blocked her spell and got back to his feet. "Ha, there we go."
Hazel ducked behind a desk as Moody sent another spell at her. She shot a spell at him and moved casting a shield and sent another pulse at him, mixing between defending and fighting back with her wand and her mind.
"Very good." Moody lowered his wand. "You work at it and I think you'll be quite the little dueller one day. Once you stopped thinking about what to do and relied on instinct." He held out his hand.
Hazel handed him back his wand. "But I didn't use my wand."
Moody looked at her for a moment. "Wandless magic is very rare. Not many can handle it, a lot of people believe it displays great power, I disagree. It shows determination, a strong mind and an inner mental strength that many don't have. It's instinctive. You are in tune with your magic in a way that even the most powerful witches and wizards will never be. My advice to you, trust that instinct. It'll never lead you astray." He turned and left the room without another word.
A few silent moments passed as Hazel tried to process what had just happened before the door opened and Professor Sprout motioned for Hazel to follow her.
Hazel liked the Greenhouse. She liked the warmth and surprisingly the smell. She spent a good bit of time chatting with Professor Sprout, pointing out plants and explaining how they should be taken care of and their magical uses.
After she'd answered all of Professor Sprout's questions, Hazel was shown back to the castle where she, Sirius and Remus were invited to join Dumbledore in his office for lunch.
After lunch Hazel was back in the classroom where she had an hour to complete a short multiple choice test on History of Magic which she went through really quickly, Professor Nigellus had taught her more about history than anything else. He was a painting after all. Then she was taken down into the dungeons.
The last time Hazel had seen Professor Snape had been when she'd put him to sleep. Snape looked down his hooked nose at Hazel with a disapproving glare. "You will start by brewing a sleeping draught, while it brews which should take seventy minutes you will complete a test before finishing the potion." He instructed her. "You'll find all the ingredients on the table." Snape turned and sat down at his desk.
Hazel put her hair up into a loose bun and silently set to work. She prepared her ingredients first before she lit the fire under her cauldron and began to brew the potion. Once it was at the stage where is needed to brew, Snape turned over an hourglass and she started working on the test. This was perhaps the hardest test she'd encountered yet but Hazel had expected nothing less from the ruthless potion's master. She finished the test with ten minutes to spare so checked on her potion before going over the next steps in her head. Once the seventy minutes were up Hazel began the next steps to the potion. Once she was done and the potion was a suitable dark shade of purple Hazel put some in a vial and brought it over to Snape's desk.
"Thank you, you can go." Snape said not even looking up at her.
Hazel nodded her head and left the room without another word.
Snape looked up and picked up the vial examining the near perfect potion inside.
Hazel, Sirius and Remus went for dinner in Hogsmede. Dumbledore had told them that they'd know the results in three days.
"Well I'm confident that you smashed it." Sirius grinned at her raising his glass of butterbeer.
"We're very proud of you." Remus told her.
Hazel shrugged. "I've not done anything yet." She shook her head.
"But you studied, you worked hard." Remus replied. "We're proud of you because you tried and did your best. That's all we can ask of you." He explained to her.
Hazel gave him a small smile.
After the dinner the family headed back to Grimmauld Place. Hazel headed up to her room wanting some down time alone and sat on her bed working on a drawing. The door to her room opened an hour later and Remus walked in carrying a mug of hot chocolate. He set it down on the bedside table and perched on the edge of the bed. "I noticed you were very quiet at dinner, something on your mind?" He asked her.
Hazel sighed. "Am I like them?"
Remus tilted his head to the side. "Like your parents?"
Hazel nodded. "I don't know… Being at Hogwarts, people saying stuff about my parents and stuff, I just wondered… Am I like them? Do you think they'd be proud of me?"
Remus pulled her in for a hug. "Your mum and dad would be so proud of you." He told her, gently stroking her hair.
"Today was the first time I've really missed them." Hazel mumbled. "Or at least I think that's what this feeling is… I mean, how do you miss people you didn't even know?"
Remus pulled back. "Of course, they're still a part of you, it's all right to feel sad Hazel." He told her softly. "And for the record, you are the spitting image of James, in a more feminine way. But you have your mother's fire, her passion, her kindness. You have your father's compassion, his humour, his quick wit. And you have both of your parent's smarts." Remus told her with a sad smile.
Hazel hugged Remus tightly.
"You don't have to pretend with us. We're not going to be upset with you if you're sad about your parents, or want to know more about them." Remus told her.
Hazel nodded. "Okay."
Remus handed her the mug. "I'm a firm believer chocolate makes everything better."
Hazel smiled and took the mug from Remus taking a sip. "It's good." She nodded her head. "Er… Remus… I was wondering, I've talked to Sirius about this and we're going to try it but… I was hoping… Maybe I could call you Papa or Pops? I know my parents will always be my parents but I never knew them and you and Sirius are kind of the only real parents I've ever had and well… I'd like to call you something along those lines but I think it would be confusing if I called both you and Sirius dad so…"
Remus smiled at her. "Pops, sounds good to me."
Hazel put down her mug and hugged him again. "Sounds good to me too."
Remus pulled back. "Right, how about we take this downstairs and join Sirius for a movie? I believe popcorn is being made."
Hazel nodded and followed Remus downstairs.
Bright Eyes
Harry came home on Friday, he hurried upstairs to see Hazel sat on her bed staring at a letter. "Hey."
"Hey." Hazel greeted him. "It just… It just arrived." She held up the letter. "It's from Hogwarts."
"Open it." Harry walked over and sat down on the bed.
Hazel looked up at him with scared eyes. "What if I failed?"
Harry shook his head. "You won't. Do you want me to open it?"
Hazel handed him the letter.
Harry tore the letter open and took out the letter. He grinned scanning the letter before reading out loud. "Dear Miss Potter, we are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry joining your fellow third year Gryffindors on the first of September. Please find enclosed a list of equipment and books you will require and we look forward to seeing you at the beginning of the year."
"I did it?" Hazel asked him in shock.
Harry nodded. "You did it." He exclaimed.
Hazel cried out and hugged her brother tightly. "I can't believe it, I did it. I thought… I had such a bad feeling." She sniffed wiping at her eyes.
"Well bad feelings aren't always true." Harry smiled at her. "Come on, let's go tell Remus and Sirius."
"Okay." Hazel nodded her head.
The siblings got up and hurried downstairs into the kitchen where Remus was reading the newspaper and Sirius was doing the washing up. "Hey kids, what's up?"
Hazel shrugged. "Oh nothing, I'm just going to be entering Hogwarts in third year." She grinned at them.
"What?" Remus and Sirius exclaimed at the same time. "That's fantastic." Sirius rushed over and hugged Hazel tightly.
"Congratulations." Remus got up and hugged Hazel next.
Sirius clapped his hands together sending droplets of water flying everywhere. "Right, well this is cause for a celebration. I think we should head to Diagon Alley and pick up your school things and then we can go out for dinner and a movie." He suggested.
"Okay I think I need to change my top though, you kind of got me." Hazel turned around showing the large wet patch on the back of her t-shirt from where Sirius hugged her.
Remus chuckled. "Go change and then we'll head out."
Hazel turned and hurried back upstairs to change her top. She appeared back in the kitchen ten minutes later and the family headed for the fireplace to floo to the Leaky Cauldron.
The day was pleasant, Harry enjoyed showing Hazel all the shops and helping her pick out stuff for school. Pointing her in the right direction for the best inks and parchment. They had a load of fun in Quality Quidditch Supplies looking at the brooms and robes.
"Oh we need to get Harry dress robes." Remus looked down at the lists.
Harry and Hazel frowned. "What are dress robes?" They asked at the same time.
Sirius grinned. "The most uncomfortable things in the world." He exclaimed shaking his head. "Okay I know a place." He motioned for them to follow him.
They walked into a small shop near the end of the alley which didn't look like much from the outside but inside it was filled with every colour under the rainbow.
"Sirius Black, as I live and breathe is that you?" A tall man dressed in a deep purple suit came out of the back.
"Stan, good to see you again." Sirius embraced the man.
Stan stepped back. "So, here for some dress robes?"
Sirius nodded. "For this young man actually." He clapped Harry on the shoulder.
"Ah Hogwarts, well, never fear, I have plenty of choice." Stan surveyed Harry for a second. "Hmmm…. You're a winter for sure. Black would be nice, classic, sophisticated, but we can add a bit of colour with a nice waistcoat, maybe a tie."
Hazel giggled as Harry was forced up onto a stand where Stan started measuring him with a tape measure.
"Hazel how about you and I go for a bit of a wander?" Remus suggested with a smile.
Hazel nodded. "Sure thing Pops."
Remus and Hazel left the shop agreeing with Sirius that they'd meet him and Harry at the ice cream parlour before heading out. They wandered in silence looking in the various shop windows when Hazel stopped in front of one of the pet shops. A display of kittens in the window.
Remus grinned. "You know, Harry has Hedwig, we should really think about getting you a pet of your own. Do you want to go in and have a look?"
Hazel's eyes widened. "For real?"
Remus nodded opening the door to the shop.
Hazel hurried inside and Remus followed her. He watched Hazel walk around looking at all the animals before she stopped near a cage. Inside was an older, ginger cat with big eyes. Seeing Hazel the cat moved closer to the cage and began to purr.
"He likes you." The sales lady walked over. "That's odd, he doesn't really like anyone. Would you like to hold him?"
Hazel nodded her head.
As soon as the lady opened the cage, the cat jumped into Hazel's arm, nuzzling his face into her cheek.
Hazel giggled at the tickle of his fur and scratched behind his ear.
Remus smiled at the exchange. "Well I think that settles that." He turned to the sales lady. "How much?"
"Four galleons. But I'll sell him for two as it's been so long since he's never taken to anyone else quite like that before. And I'm sure you'll be wanting to pick out some things for him?" The sales lady asked him.
Remus and Hazel spent a bit of time picking out things for Hazel's new cat whom she'd named Simba. Everything selected they headed up to the ice cream parlour.
"Hey." Sirius and Harry waved to them from where they were sat outside in the afternoon sunshine.
"Hey." Hazel sat down setting the basket with Simba inside next to her. "I got a cat."
"I can see." Sirius eyed the basket. "I thought we were going for an owl?" He grinned at Remus.
Remus shrugged. "Sorry but they kind of picked each other."
Sirius chuckled. "Well who am I to get in the way of that."
The little family sat together enjoying their ice cream, ever so often someone would greet them, particularly people Harry knew from school and then they decided to take everything home before heading out to dinner and then the movies.
That night Hazel lay in bed with Simba curled up into her side when Harry walked in holding two mugs of hot chocolate. "You and I haven't had much chance to catch up." He handed her one of the mugs before sitting down on the bed. "Are you okay? After the whole thing at the World Cup?"
Hazel nodded. "Yeah. Funny, that seems like forever ago." She took a sip of her drink. "What about you? Are you okay?"
Harry sighed. "I dunno, it's weird you know to think that that's what the wizarding world was like back when Voldemort was in power." He shook his head. "So I noticed, you're calling Sirius, dad and Remus, pops?"
"Yeah, I've been meaning to talk to you about that." Hazel bit her lower lip. "Our parents, are always going to be my parents but… I never knew them, I never really had that connection and I feel like that with Sirius and Remus and I don't know it felt right to me."
Harry nodded. "I get it, I do. It just seems weird to me. But I'm okay with it." He reassured her. "So are you excited? Hogwarts?"
Hazel nodded. "Yeah, I guess. I'm just… I don't know I'm kinda worried I won't really fit in. I mean people have been there two years and have already made friends… What if I don't?"
"Of course you'll make friends." Harry assured her. "Who wouldn't want to be friends with you? You're great. A little annoying." He tilted his head to the side. "Huge ego. And you totally snore."
Hazel gasped and threw a cushion at his head. "You butthead."
Harry laughed. "You love me."
Hazel shook her head. "I don't know why?"
"If anyone gives you any trouble you come to me." Harry told her.
"Thanks Harry." Hazel gave him a small smile.
Harry smiled back. "Us Potters have got to stick together."
"Totally." Hazel agreed.
There you go guys, I hope you enjoyed the chapter. The Potters will be heading back to Hogwarts in the next chapter. Stay tuned please review :D