Why hello!

As promised here is the first chapter. If some words are missing, or things don't make sense, I beg forgiveness. New laptop, still working out kinks.

Normally I do a summary here with list of players, but did that already.

Anyway. Hope you like it.

The Lion, Snake and the...Bumblebee?

Chapter 1.

A very posh looking station wagon turned off the motorway into a dirt road and stopped at a grubby looking gate. Next to it was a badly painted sign that read: WELCOME TO HARMONY VILLAGE!

" My goodness, Vernon. Have you seen such a place!" Petunia Dursley, in all her horrible bright printed floral finery, looked at the large sign-post with disgust. "Are you sure we're at the right address?"

"Yes, dear. I'm sure."

"Urgh! What a dump!"

Petunia turned in her seat," Oh, Diddy-kins. Don't pout .It's only for two weeks and it's free. The money we saved can go towards that new gaming console you've always wanted."

Dudley sulked in his seat," Don't want that one anymore! Piers has shown me a new one and it's only 75 pounds extra. Can I have that one instead? Oh, please, mum? Please?"

"W-well...I don't..." Turning back to the front, she was about to ask her husband when another voice piped up.

"You won't regret it, Mrs D. It has all the latest gizmos and I'll be online keeping him company." Dudley's friend, Piers Polkiss, smirked at his best friend who smirked back. "It's all good. I promise."

Petunia sighed, "Well...if it's alright with your parents then of course my little champ can get one." The two boys behind her exchanged sneaky high-fives.

"And the best thing is," went Piers, "all our friends are online. It's good to have friends..." Dudley's smirk grew, "Isn't that right, potty-head?"

Harry Potter, who was in the boot of the car stuck against all the suitcases, just shrugged and looked out the back window.

Uncle Vernon grew impatient and honked the horn once, then twice and then a third time, "Why do they keeping us waiting? Don't they know a celebrity is arriving?" Looking at the rear seats via the mirror he grinned, "Junior Boxing Champ for the second year running, eh boy? You did your old man proud." While Dudley puffed up like a peacock under his fathers praise, Harry hid a snort of laughter as a coughing fit.

Champ? He thought. Yeah, champ in crying like a baby because your female opponent beat you in 30 seconds. He was just wondering how much worse this summer holiday could get when a middle-aged woman on a push bike appeared on the other-side of the gate.

"You be the Durbees?"

"That's Dursley and where the hell have you been? We've been waiting a good 30 minutes. Now open this gate!"

She grinned apologetically, "Sorry, Sir. We're nearly fully booked this year and stretched a wee bit thin. Didn't know who was coming until this morning." She unlocked the gate and Uncle Vernon nearly knocked her off he was driving so fast. "If you'll like to follow me ,Sir, we'll get you set up in no time." As soon as the car had gotten through the gate the lady, to Harry's great surprise, took out her wand and magicked it shut. As she was pocketing it back into her coat, she caught him staring and winked.

It's a wizarding campsite? He grinned, clutching his tattered back-pack more closely to him. Aren't the rest of them gonna be in for a surprise.

The witch was named Babs and she was in-charge of organizing the activities for the kids. They followed Babs down the dirt path stopping briefly at a tiny shack so that she could get the key and some booklets. They passed a make-shift car-park, a small hall that served as the main meeting/meal area, some toilets and at the far side was a roped off gateway leading to a large field with some trees dotted here and there and a run-down barn in the middle.

Vernon and Petunia started unloading the bags (Harry was still stuck to be of any help so they sneered and tutted, calling him lazy and useless under their breath.) As soon as Dudley and Piers had left the car Babs pounced. The two boys quickly glanced at the activity list and put their names down for go-karting and paint-balling. Harry quickly re-called the long thin bags the others refused to let out of their sight for the whole journey. They were paint-ball guns.

Before the Dursley could get inside Babs asked Harry what he'd like to do. Harry quickly looked at the list and picked cycling (something to keep him fit for Quidditch.) and the home-work club (perfect cover to do his Herbology essay.) Babs smiled kindly, gave him a booklet with the times and days for his clubs, as well as a map of the camp before leaving.

The sound of the door slamming told Harry that the others had locked themselves away for the holidays. He could just see them now complaining about everything and anything. Looked like he was homeless.

"That was mean." Came a soft voice. Harry turned on the spot and felt the heat rush to his cheeks. A girl about his age was standing by the Dursleys car. She waved shyly, " Hi there. I'm Merlina. Staying at number 6 with my auntie Ygraine and little cousin Artie." She smiled at him. "No need to tell me your name. Not everyday we get a celebrity round these parts. Nice to meet you, Harry."

"Uh...Yeah. Same." He frowned. Great , He thought, looks like I'm not gonna have a quiet summer after-all.

"Merlina?" A youngish woman carrying a toddler against her hip appeared out of no-where. He bright blue eyes peered over the fence, they landed on Harry and then over to the shut door of the cabin. "Bleeding muggles!" She hissed, rushing past the car and grabbing Harry's back-pack. "Fancy leaving you to fend for yourself. Have they no family honour?" She fumed, thinking of payback while Artie giggled in her arms. She grinned down at the child, "Oh! That's good, baba. We'll teach them a lesson. Merlina, dear?"

Merlina winked at Harry, taking his bag from her aunt. "Yes, Auntie?"

"Harry will be staying with us until he goes back to Hogwarts. Have Babs send an owl to Dumbledore and The Order." She smiled at Harry. "Would you take Artie for me? I don't want him seeing his mama doing magic."

"Uh...Sure." Little Artie gurgle at Harry. Harry followed Merlina to their cabin. They passed other wizarding families, who smiled and waved. Harry clung onto little Artie, who giggle into his neck. "Are you sure you don't mind me staying with you?" He asked.

"Of course we're sure. Wouldn't have it any other way." Harry blushed alarmingly fast. "We've been waiting for you, you know. Dumbledore had to pull some strings to get permission to intervene, but the girl your cousin was fighting...Her coach is a good caster of charms." At Harry's shocked look Merlina giggled, "How do you think your fat lump of a cousin got second place? The Confundus charm works wonders if used correctly. Too much though and you'll be in trouble."

"Was the Order was there too?"

She nodded, "Uh-huh. In case anything went wrong. Now, with the Weasleys away this year and your friend Hermione away with her parents, Dumbledore thought it best to try and get you here. There are many members of The Order staying here to keep on eye things and keep you safe." She paused just shy of number 6. "You're not mad, are you?"

"I should be. I mean...I know Dumbledore is trying to do the best for me as he sees fit. But I'm nearly of age now and after all the things I've done, fighting You-Know-Who again, I think I can take care of myself... You know?"

Merlina's gaze was gentle, she squeezed his arm, "Dumbledore knows you're not a child anymore, Harry. But You-Know-Who is gaining more power and followers as we speak. If his spies find out where you are..."

"It's good to have back-up. I get it." Harry glanced at his new home for the next fortnight. It was completely identical, right down to the little white fence surrounding it. Right down to a car in the driveway. "Home sweet home, eh?"

She grinned, "It's not much. But, yes, it's home." They started up the small path. Artie became fussy, looking for his mum. "You better let me take him. Here's your bag. Another bag arrived just before you did. In it is your Charms and Potions homework, clothes, toiletries and your wand."

"Uh...thanks."

"There you two are! Nattering away like those in number 9." Ygraine took Artie and headed inside. "Come along Harry, dear. We'll get you set up and then you can start on your home-work. Merlina, don't forget about the owl, will you?"

Merlina watched as her auntie and Harry got into the cabin before walking up to the yellow car in the drive. With a sigh she leaned forward with both hands, the metal warmed at her touch. "I'm getting too old for this..." With some difficulty the witch managed to get herself onto the bonnet and glanced around the holiday village. She placed a hand on the black stripe going down the middle of said bonnet and patted it fondly, "My time is nearly over, old friend." She whispered softly. " Soon it will be time to pass the torch to the next generation." The car beneath her let out a pained whine. "It's going to be alright, B-127. You can trust him. He, and the other chosen one, will help you complete your mission. And,in return, you can show them that there is so more to our worlds then meets the eye."

The battered looking yellow Camaro under her hand purred with excitement.

Uh, yeah?

I know, I know but I had to try and get the famous line in somewhere, so sue me.

Anyway, thanks for reading. That is if you still are.

M.x