Here is the next part. I hope you enjoy it! I don't own any of the characters…
It was a clear cool morning. Harry was up with the birds. He looked out the window; it was a little cool but prefect for Quidditch. He sighed and took in the air. "What a day!"
"Hermione! Today's the Quidditch Game!"
"Go back to bed… open presents," Hermione yawned and turned over, "later."
Harry sighed; Hermione never did care for the Quidditch games. He got dressed hurrily and practically ran downstairs. In the Great Hall Minerva was there with a few students.
"Well, well look who it is!" Minerva laughed. "You look happy today."
"It's the first Quidditch match of the season!" Harry said. "How can you not be happy?"
"Because it happens every year," Minerva said. "But this is your first since you were playing so I guess you have a reason to be happy!"
They ate in silence. Harry chuckled to himself as he ate heartily. He would never eat this way before a Quidditch Game. "Oh look the teams are leaving!" Harry almost shouted.
"I'm surprised you don't go grab your broom and go sneak off with them," Minerva laughed.
"Do I look 17?" Harry asked excitingly.
"No, you don't even look 21," Minerva said. "You look older."
"Darn," Harry said. "I couldn't pass as a 17 year old," Harry sighed. "I guess I am watching the game from the stands today."
"Talking about the stands would you like to go out there and make sure we get good seats?" Minerva asked.
"Oh course!" Harry got up. "Hermione will know where I am!"
"I wouldn't be surprised if she looks up in the sky before the stands," Minerva and Harry left to go to the Quidditch Pitch. Students were running around eager for the game to start.
Up in the stands they talked for awhile wanting for the game to start.
"Hey, this is something I haven't seen in awhile," Neville and Remus joined them. "You aren't going to play Harry?" Neville laughed.
"Minerva says I don't look 17," Harry sighed sadly.
"I hope my husband doesn't look 17," Hermione joined them. "You had to sit at the top didn't you?" She kissed him and sat on the other side of him.
"And here we go ladies and gentleman!" Joey Warren, the competetary yelled. "Here comes Gryffindor, Samas, Benton, Warren, Alda, Farrell, Morgan, Luther!"
Gryffindor cheered, Harry clapped madly.
"And Slytherin comes out," Warren said. Harry booed along with the Gryffindors. "Gryffindor is the favorite here, they are the best 7 we have seen in a while."
"Hey Warren, you can't take sides," Harry yelled to him.
"Okay Professor," Joey waved at Harry. "And here we go!"
"Warren of Gryffindor gets it first, he speeds off on the nice birthday present he got from his dad. Look at that speed, I'll have to steal it sometime, its nice! Well anyway, Warren, my brother passes to Alda, what a wonderful Chaser she is! She shoots, SHE SCORES! Gryffindor ahead 10-0!"
Harry jumped up cheering. "GO GRYFFINDOR!" He yelled.
"Um, Professor Potter?" Hermione tugged on his robes. "Act your age!"
Gryffindor was winning 30-0. The Chasers were really good! Harry watched as a Bludger soared towards a Gryffindor Chaser and was hit away by a Gryffindor Beater. There were no penalties yet.
"I seem to remember a few more hostage acts when I played," Harry said.
"Well you and Malfoy aren't trying to kill each other on the Pitch are you?" Minerva laughed.
"YES!" Harry bellowed. The Gryffindor Seeker Samas had caught the Snitch. "YES! WE WON!" Harry yelled. "TAKE THAT SLYTHERIN!"
"Harry Potter! SIT DOWN!" Hermione said again.
"Ah Hermione you know you like Slytherin losing!" Harry said looking at her.
"If I am glad, I do not yell like a madman," Hermione reprimanded him.
"We aren't 15 anymore you can't reprimand me," Harry laughed.
"You still act like your 15," said Hermione.
"All right you two," Minerva interrupted laughing. Minerva turned her back to Harry and he stuck out his tongue at Hermione.
**
Winter was coming, the air was getting colder and whenever Harry went to the dungeons he could see his breath. It was nice and snug inside the castle expect for the Dungeons.
As December rolled in Harry thought about Christmas. He had two glorious weeks off with Hermione. He didn't know what they were going to do Christmas but one morning at breakfast when the owls came that was decided for him.
Dear Harry, Hermione,
I hope you are both well. Arthur and I are having a big Christmas dinner and we are inviting you two. Everyone is coming, even Fred and George who are traveling the world right now. We do hope you will come, as you are almost family. Dinner will be at 4:00pm please send your reply with this owl.
Molly
"Hermione want to go to the Weasleys for Christmas?" Harry asked knowing the answer.
"Oh, I'd love to!" Hermione said excitingly.
"Then we are going!" Harry said and wrote back to the Weasleys.
**
The days leading up to Christmas were crazy. Hermione was fussing over the state of their robes and presents. Harry was trying to get her to rest and take it easy.
"Oh Harry do fatten your hair!" she snapped at him Christmas morning.
"Hermione is wouldn't stay flat for my wedding. I don't think it will stay flat now," Harry said putting down his comb.
"I've got everything!" Hermione said looking around her. Presents, bags and paper were every where. Harry just shook his head, how could she tell?
"Well if you have everything, lets go!" Harry said and performed a simple levitating spell and they walked out with the presents floating behind them.
"Wait up!" Remus came running. "Are you going to the Weasleys?" They continued walking.
"Yes," Hermione replied.
"I've been invited too!" Remus told them. "I didn't know when it was good to leave so I decided I'd leave when you two do!"
"Is Sirius invited too?" Harry asked.
"Yes, he was," said Remus.
"That's good," Harry replied. "Ready?"
They were near Hogsmeade outside the Hogwarts grounds. They disapparated.
**
They apparated in front of the Burrow, Harry looked around yes it was the same Burrow.
"HARRY!" it was Ginny. Dressed in blue dress robes she rushed towards him and hugged him.
"Good to see you!" Harry answered and hugged her back.
"Hello Hermione," Ginny hugged her. "Remus!" and she hugged him.
"Good to see you Ginny," Remus laughed.
"Who else is here?" Harry asked.
"Fred and George just arrived. Percy is coming in an hour. Mom is in the kitchen. Dad is resting, Sirius is here and Bill and Charlie are sleeping. They got here just a few hours ago," Ginny reported to them. "Well come in!" She led them in.
They walked in Harry took in the wonderful smells of Mrs. Weasley's cooking. Harry saw her standing by the stove cooking. She pointed her wand at potatoes, which started slicing themselves.
"Hello Mrs. Weasley," Harry said. She hadn't noticed they had entered.
"Harry!" she screamed and hugged him. "Its so good to see you!"
"Good to see you too!" Harry smiled. "You are well?"
"Very well," she replied. "Fred and George are in the living room, go in there. Hello Hermione, Remus!"
They walked in the familiar living room. Pictures were all around of places Fred and George had been Ginny and her husband, Percy and his wife, Ron, the twins, the twins in front of their joke shop. Harry took it all in.
"Fred, George," Harry said as he finished looking at the pictures.
"In the flesh, oh Holy Harry Potter," Fred pretended to sob.
"Can I see your scar? Is it really there?" George asked.
"Can I take your picture?" Fred asked.
"Cut it out you two," Hermione laughed and hugged them.
"We not only have the famous Harry Potter in our house but two of the most holy mischief makers," George said. "Nice to see you again Remus."
"Did I hear my godson come in?" Sirius entered. "My partner in crime." He hugged Remus, Harry and Hermione.
"Hello Sirius," Harry laughed. "Merry Christmas."
"What's all this noise?" Bill came down the stairs yawning. "Hello everyone." He said at the sight of everyone.
"Hello Bill," Harry shook his hand.
"I leave for a moment and when I come back my house is crowded with people," Arthur laughed coming in. "Hello and Merry Christmas everyone."
"Hello Minister," everyone laughed and he blushed. "Knock it off."
"Well everyone is here but the hard working Ministry worker," Fred observed.
"Charlie is missing," George said.
"No I'm not," Charlie appeared. "Hello all!"
"Hey Charlie," Harry said shaking his hand.
"Well why is everyone standing up?" Arthur asked. "There's seats for everyone."
Harry led Hermione over a chair and he sat on the floor next to her. Ginny took a seat next to Hermione and Fred and George pulled chairs over to them.
"How's business?" Harry asked.
"Wonderful since you defeated You-Know-Who!" George replied.
"People want to have fun again!" Fred replied excitingly. "We are trying to create a Harry Potter doll that talks."
"Ah, knock it off," Harry blushed. "Where is your shop?"
"Well we looked around and we found a city that didn't have a joke shop, its just north of Hogwarts, about two hours away. We opened a shop there but now Fred and I are traveling around, showing off our inventions."
"I'll have to visit sometime," said Harry.
"Oh, famous Harry Potter is going to be in our store!" George pretended to faint.
"Fred, George leave Harry alone!" Mrs. Weasley scolded them.
Sirius chuckled, "Remember Moony, our plans to start a joke shop and look at us now!"
"You went crazy when you decided to start one," Remus laughed remembering. "James was into too until he decided to become an Auror."
"He broke his promise to me, he said once Voldemort had been defeated he'd start one with me," Sirius sighed.
"Hello?" a voice said from the kitchen. Percy Weasley came into the living room. "Hello everyone." He said in a very dignified voice.
"Your home early," Arthur observed.
"Well nothing was going on at the office," replied Percy.
"Yeah, its Christmas people are busy," Fred laughed.
"You were probably the only one at the office," George said.
"Expect the rats," Harry pointed out.
"Percy and the rats, has a nice touch to it," said Fred.
"All right, time to eat everyone," Molly said to everyone. There was a scrapping of chairs and a lot of talking as everyone rushed to the table.
It took awhile for everyone to sit down. People argued about seats and everything. It ended up that Molly and Arthur had the ends with Harry and Hermione, Fred and George, Bill and Charlie and Percy and Ginny were all facing each other down the table.
Everyone looked at each other and bowed their heads. Harry knew they were all thinking of the same person, Ron. No one said anything for a good minute.
"Well let's eat before it gets cold," Arthur said raising his head.
There was a great deal of noise, everyone was passing food to each other and people were shouting that they hadn't received the gravy. It was good to be sitting at the large table with his friends all around him, Harry thought as he started to eat.
**
Two hours later they were just finishing desert. Harry sighed he was so full. They went back into the living room and opened gifts. Harry received a few books and a few of Fred and George's inventions. They talked as they opened gifts, they talked about everything, Quidditch, Hogwarts, everything. It felt so good.
Hours later Harry saw that Hermione was getting tired. He stood up; "We'd better go." Hermione smiled at him.
"Thank you Molly, Arthur," he hugged Molly and shook Arthur's hand.
He looked at the twins, "Expect me sometime this summer," he laughed and shook their hands. He hugged Ginny and shook Bill, Charlie and Percy's hand.
"There's a week left in vacation," he told Sirius as he hugged him. "Come and visit."
"Don't worry I will," he said smiling at Remus.
"Mind if I join you?" Remus asked and they left.
**
Two days later Harry had just come up from breakfast. He was looking forward to a day of reading when Remus knocked on the door. Harry let him in only to find Sirius with him.
"Ready to go?" Remus asked.
"Where?" asked Harry confused.
"Oh yeah we didn't tell you," Sirius hit himself lightly on the head. "Well it's a surprise."
"I have to tell Hermione I'm going," Harry told them starting to go back into his room.
"She knows," Remus told him stopping him. "Grab your cloak."
Outside of Hogwarts Remus told Harry to disapparated. "Just say "Little Grandtown."
"That's a weird name," Harry said confused.
"Little Grandtown," they said quietly and they disapparated.
They apparated into a small town. Snow was falling gently. People bustled around wanting to get out of the cold. Harry looked confused at Sirius who grinned.
"That's where we are going," Sirius pointed.
He was pointing at a large stone house. It looked like a castle. Harry was sure in the summer ivy would be growing on it and the weeds would be very high so it would be hard to walk through. But now, the snow was on, it looked very medieval. It was dark and lonely.
"Who lives there?" he asked.
"It's a very old house," Remus didn't answer his question. "It was build by a descendant of Godric Gryffindor." Remus and Sirius were looking at the house and not Harry.
Harry took hold of Sirius's shoulder and turned him around, "My father lived there?"
"It's the Potter mansion," Sirius sighed. "Come on, someone is expecting us." He waved them forward as he started to walk up to the house.
They walked silently to the house. Harry looked all around him. His father grew up here. He played in this grass, in this snow. He laughed, talked and had fun on these very grounds…
Sirius knocked. The door was opened in a moment. Harry didn't see who opened it but in a moment a small voice sighed. "Master Black, its good to see you," it was a house elf.
Sirius hugged the house elf and then pulled back to look at her, "Rosie, good to see you too!"
"Rosie," Remus held out his arms and he knelt to hug her.
"Oh Master Lupin!"
"And-" Rosie sighed heavily at the sight of Harry.
"Its James' son, Harry," Sirius told her.
"Of course, he doesn't have Master Jamie's eyes," there was a tear in her eye. "Its good to meet you Master Harry."
Harry looked at Sirius, "Good to meet you too." He wasn't sure if this was the right thing to say house elves weren't usually greeted like this.
"Harry, Rosie was your father's house elf," Sirius explained.
"I had the honor of raising and serving Master Jamie from the moment he was born," Rosie told him. "Would you like something to eat?" She asked suddenly.
"Later Rosie," Sirius said gently. "I have to give my godson his Christmas present. Come Harry."
Rosie went off to the kitchen. Harry, Sirius and Remus went up one of the two large spiraling staircases. In the middle of the two staircases were a lot of candles all-floating around. On the walls were lots and lots of people, most of them had black hair and glasses like Harry. At the top of the stairs Sirius opened the first door on the right.
It was a teenager's room, Harry observed. Quidditch Posters were hanging on the walls. A few books were on the nightstand. There was a large four poster bed by the nightstand. A trunk stood at the foot of the large bed.
"My fathers," Harry said slowly looking around.
"Rosie loved your father, she didn't want his room to be deserted. I do believe she cleans this room almost everyday," Sirius said.
Harry looked around more. He opened a closet were black robes were hung up. Harry closed it quickly; there was a nasty smell to them.
Sirius walked over to the closet and opened it, he laughed, "That's smell is from Stink Pellets, very old Stink Pellets… I remember that time well."
"He sometimes came back here even after he was married," Remus told Harry. "He hated the house but loved this room."
"Why did he hate it?" Harry asked.
"Everyone in your family, well most everyone died in this house," Sirius said sadly.
"Your family was the richest, most pure blood family for centuries," Remus explained. "This house had Potters in it for a very long time."
"All Potters were Aurors, and all Potters were killed. An ancient prophecy said a Potter would kill the most powerful Dark Wizard ever, Voldemort knew this and killed all Potters. The best Aurors came from this family."
"And I'm the last Potter?" Harry asked.
"Yes, well unless you and Hermione have a son, there goes the oldest pureblood family," Sirius shrugged. "The Malfoys would never admit it but the Potters are older by a few centuries."
"But on to other things, do you like your present?" Remus asked. "We thought it was time to show you this."
"Its nice seeing where my father grew up," Harry looked around again. "But one question, why does Rosie say Jamie when she speaks about my father?"
"Because as a boy everyone called him Jamie and a year before he went to Hogwarts he insisted on James but Rosie always forgot." Remus explained. And she just kept calling him Jamie. She said he'd always be Master Jamie to her."
Sirius walked over to the drawer beside the empty bed. He looked in. He stood up and looked at Remus. Remus looked away for awhile and then looked back and nodded.
"Harry, take this," Sirius put a hand inside the drawer and pulled out a scarlet medium sized book.
Harry stepped forward and took it. He looked at it and then inside. It was a diary, his fathers. "Thank you Sirius," he held the book tight.
"Let's go," Sirius suggested. With a last glance Remus left. Sirius looked out the window and at the bed before he left. Harry took his last look at his father's room and too left. They walked down the staircase silently.
Rosie met them at the bottom of the stairs. "Tea?" she asked.
"No thank you Rosie," Sirius said. "We have to be going."
Rosie sighed, "Good bye then Master Black," Rosie said and she hugged him.
Remus hugged her next, "Good bye Rosie. Take care of yourself!"
"It was a pleasure to see you again Master Lupin." Rosie hugged him again. She turned to Harry. "Master Harry, I am glad I was able to meet you. Do take care of yourself." She bowed to him.
"Thank you Rosie," Harry said and to his surprise he hugged the house elf. "Good bye."
Outside the house Sirius turned to Remus and Harry, "This is where I leave you two. Good bye and Merry Christmas."
"Thank you Sirius," Harry hugged him. Remus and he disapparared.
**
It was only later that Harry was able to see the diary. Hermione was sleeping next to him. He opened the dairy and read holding his breath.
Dear Diary,
Oh, I had the most exciting day today. It was the first day of classes. Sirius and I had fun. There is a new Transfiguration teacher; her name is Professor McGonagall. See Dumbledore became Headmaster this year because Dippet died. His replacement McGonagall is not one to mess with. Sirius and I can't wait to begin. The rest of our teachers are okay and our classes are easy. We meant a few people today. One boy named Remus Lupin puzzles me. He is very shy, and one of his robes has a tear in it. We saw him on the train and he looked really tired. It seems to me that he's hiding something. He doesn't say much about his family or past. Sirius and I are good friends with Remus. He is very cool. He doesn't like trouble though, that will change! Now the other boy in our dorm, Peter Pettigrew, he's strange too. He is scared of everything. He's so weak and small, but he hangs out with us. He followed us every where today.
Well I'd better go; Sirius just came in from detention. He's one up on me,
James
Harry sighed. He looked up; he could almost see his father writing this. He looked back at the diary and read another entry.
Dear Diary,
I can't write long, it's almost midnight. I just got back from detention. I saw the most wonderful girl today. Her name is Lily Evans and she's a Muggle born. She has red hair, green eyes and a smile that could kill. She is so smart too. Oh, I feel so lucky that she is a Gryffindor!
James
He had to laugh. Sirius was right; his father had loved his mother since he first laid eyes on her. He put the diary away and fell asleep.
**
A week later school started again. It started well again, the students wished though they were still on vacation. One week into term Harry went down to breakfast to find Minerva hurrying around panting.
"Minerva what's wrong?" Harry asked concerned.
"I forgot, it's the full moon! There's no one to take Remus's classes," Minerva told him.
"I'll do them," Hermione said as she walked up to them. She kissed Harry. "You were so tired you left without me this morning."
"Are you sure you want to do this Hermione?" Minerva asked.
"Hermione you should be resting," Harry said.
"Teaching one day won't kill me," Hermione laughed. "Don't worry Harry."
"But-"
"Minerva I suppose Remus left notes?" Hermione cut Harry off. "I'd like to look at them."
Harry worried about Hermione all day. He looked in at her when he was free. He never saw her look happier. That night Hermione told Harry excitingly about her classes. I'd never realized that teaching was so much fun."
"You don't have the paperwork," Harry laughed.
"I told Minerva I'll take Remus's classes during the full moon for now on," Hermione told Harry.
"Maybe you should take my classes, you were always better in Transfiguration than I was," Harry suggested.
"No, its all right," Hermione said grinning. "I'd need a Time Turner to do all you do!"
And that's it for this chapter! I hope you liked it. The next part should be coming up sometime next week; I just have to write it. There should be two more chapters. Please r/r and I know there are mistakes, I really try and find all of them! J.K Rowling owns the Harry Potter characters but I own the Gryffindor Quidditch Team, I made up those days and Joey Warren.