You Can Always Come Home

by Tatt Skywalker



Chapter Two:

The Letter

Sirius broke the wax seal on the back of the envelope and pulled out the letter. Anticipation was in the air. He cleared his throat and read out loud:

"Dear Sirius,

I heard from some drifters a few years back that you and some others had taken up living at Hogwarts. That is really what Ginny and I have been for the past ten years... just drifters blending in to the rest of the crowd. If not for this war the muggles have been having we'd probably stick out. But with all the refugees fleeing from all over, we blend in easily.

We've seen some of the old crowd out here. Tell Ron we saw his brother Percy. He is fine, married with a daughter named Marrisa and will be heading towards Hogwarts in the next few months. They've been living with his wife's parents and now Percy is trying to find his family. I told him Ron was there with you. And if he isn't it'll give them a place to start looking.

We just got back from France. We saw Remus and his wife, Lyndell, an elf from around Wales. The two of them are just fine and have a fine family: Two boys named Ramius and Jamie and a girl named Annie. We've seen some of the students from Hogwarts and even saw Professors Flitwick and Sprout.

I'm sorry I haven't seen you or written to you since... that day... Sirius. I couldn't. So much death and destruction and Professor Dumbledore..."

Sirius paused for a moment. Memories were flooding back. The green flash of light that killed Dumbledore and gave him and Harry the chance to destroy Voldemort... He cleared his throat and continued.

"Sirius, Ginny and I would like to come home. We'll be arriving on Sunday. Ginny says about noon. I'm not sure when this owl will get to you. Owl Post isn't what it once was. And we'll be bringing someone else along.

Sirius, everyone, please for give us. We left and it was selfish and stupid. We realize that now. But... we want to come home.

We'll be there soon. If you can forgive us, we'll stay. If you can't... we'll understand.

Love,

Harry Potter"

The group was silent for a moment. "How can he think we won't want teim back?" Hermione half shouted. "Of course they are welcome here."

Ron was in disbelief. "Percy is alive... I-I never thought it possible..." he said.

//Harry Potter is coming here!// Reneé screamed inside her head.

//Big whoop// her twin sister Rylee thought back.

That was one thing Reneé hated about her contection to her twin sister. They were always reading each others thoughts and it was fairly annoying.

Five year old Bryatt looked to his father. "Is your friend going to come live with us, Daddy?" he asked.

Sirius smiled and walked over to the former Gryffindor table were his son sat. "I hope so," Sirius told his son. "I really, really hope so."

Harry Potter live at Hogwarts! Reneé was estatic. She was going to live under the same roof as her hero! She tried to hide her excitement. She never her parents would yell at her to leave him alone and not pester him. She wouldn't... at first.

After a short while, Sirius let the children leave. Bryatt went back to the fields with his three crup puppies walking clumbsily after him. Reneé walked out with Frank Longbottom. The two had been good friends ever since they were born (Reneé and Rylee only three weeks before him).

Once they were out of the castle she turned to Frank and shouted, "Harry Potter is coming to live here!"

"You're obviously happy," Frank grinned.

"He is only my hero!" she yelled. "Of course I'm happy!"

Frank thought for a moment. "Wonder what he is like."

"Duh! He's brave and daring and brillian!" Reneé told him.

Frank shrugged. "He was... ten years ago. Ten years is along time, Renny. Things happen."

She looked at him. "Like what?" she asked. "What could make *THE* Harry Potter change?"

"The war, the death of Professor Dumbledore..." Frank ticked them off on his fingers as he went down a list of scenarios.

Reneé sighed. If there was anyone who matched her in brains it was Frank and maybe Bryatt. There was something about her brother. He, however, didn't care about anything but his animals and Frank didn't try learning when not told to. He prefered relaxing and just hanging around.

"I'll bet he is the same as in the stories Dad tells," Reneé said confidently.

"Don't be too sure... Things happen, Renny. Things happen..."