Home for the Summer
Chapter Twenty-Nine: Chain Reaction
Before Hailey's birthday, Harry, Hermione, and Ella were staying in a beach house off the England coast. Lily didn't want to be an 'interferance' in her sons life, especially when he was on vacation. Before leaving with the newborn, Harry discovered his mum's plan to wanted the streets in search for a decent motel. He didn't want to ask where she was before her accident, or what she had been up to, but he wasn't going to let her be alone like that. He signed her release forms before she could object
" Sorry Lil- um, mum, I guess I'm taking care of you now" he said as the four prepared to leave (Ella was still with Ron and Lavender). He still had to get use to the ' mum' thing.
Lily giggled, " to think I'd say that about you". While Harry was still becoming adjusted, Lily knew her son all along.
It was obvious they had left in quiet the hurry a few days ago when returning to the house (it was two in the morning when Hermione started screaming for Harry who was in the basement and nearly killed himself running upstairs).
Hermione left as soon as they walked in the door, using the excuse of retrieving Ella to leave Lily and Harry alone.
" Would this be alright?" he showed her to the guest room.
Lily smirked, " it's fine".
Harry placed her suitcase behind the door, " can I get you anything?".
She shook her head, he turned to leave her settling in, but was stopped. " Harry, I understand this may be strange, someone you hardly know staying with you".
He shrugged, " you're my mother, there's nothing strange about that" ignoring a few details, " we just have a lot of catching up to do".
" I never wanted it to be like this" her words were not very stable, " the only thing I wanted was to see you grow up, not re ad about it. If I knew that was you in the ally, I wouldn't have taunted you".
" What ally?".
A tear rolled down her pale cheek, " Knockturn Ally, I was there visiting you Uncle Daniel (A/N: pretend he's James's brother), I didn't know it was you until Hagrid said your name. You were standing right there in front of me, I could have spoken to you, I could have touched you, but I didn't. I let you leave, just like I left you as a baby".
Lily was crying and Harry was struggling to keep himself from doing so. " You didn't leave me, it wasn't your fault".
She stepped closer to him, reaching out to brush away his hair, revealing his still infamous scar. " It breaks my heart every time I even think about that. You would have never gotten it if I listened to your father and ran. Sirius told me that-Ella has one?".
He remembered that Lily hadn't met her other granddaughter. But it was hard to forget about their matching scars and how the same man happened to be around when receiving them. Harry nodded, " we're hoping to break the trend with Hailey".
Lily grinned, waiting a moment, " Harry I-".
Tiny cries from the bedroom down the hall interrupted her. " Duty calls" she said.
" I'll be right back".
Thus Hailey Potter began her phase of crying for no reason. Ella went through the same until she was nearly one. By now, Harry and Hermione were use to it.
Harry walked around the room holding her against his chest while her little head and hands rested on his shoulder. Pacing by the window, a figure caught his attention on the sidewalk below. A man, or woman, he couldn't tell by the dark clothing and baseball cap that covered the face. Whoever it was seemed to be looking at Harry.
Tilting his or her head upwards, a ray of sunlight lit the face. It was a man, the little Harry saw seemed familiar. The identity awakening a lost part of his brain. With the man still staring, Harry leaned against the wall where he could not be seen. Hailey had fallen asleep again in his arms, so he stepped back in front of the window slowly and quietly. No one was standing there, the man was gone. He gave up wondering when hearing the front door open and Ella's footsteps running up the stairs.
During dinner, Ella took on an extreme liking for her grandma. Lily was the first grandparent the little girl had met and she was exceptionally thrilled. There were no regrets. Lily was astonished with how much Ella knew for five (whether it was good or bad), and very humorous her encounter ' the mean and ugly butthead'. Seeing as she never knew his name was Lord Voldemort.
Late into the night, one of the short time spans where neither Harry or Hermione had to get up, Harry couldn't sleep, his mind wouldn't relax. I wasn't the semi- mysterious man, he had forgotten about him, but Lily. She never told him of the Knockturn Ally thing in the hospital. Harry could remember those who tried to corner him when the floo powder backfired. Though he had a picture of Lily and James engraved in his memory he would have never guessed that one was his mother. Not in a million years.
" You should get some sleep" Hermione muttered half-asleep in her pillow, " she'll be awake soon". She always knew if he was awake or asleep, breathing or blinking.
" I can't" he turned on his side, leaving his back to her, " I'll go if she wakes up".
Hermione propped herself on her elbow, " it's about Lily, right?".
It didn't surprise him anymore that she could read his mind, " yes".
She scooted closer to him, " it takes time. While she's settling into the room, you're settling into her life".
" She's right you know" Harry said, " if she ran away that night, everything would have changed".
Hermione sighed, " they wouldn't have changed because there was nothing to change, everything is recorded as it happens. It's like saying if Ron never found my diary, I'd be with Krum and you with Ginny".
Harry turned her neck, " don't you think that's a bit too drastic?" he meant about the fling with her and Krum.
" Not if you heard the way she use to talk about you" he laid down, " Lily is your mother, not even Voldemort can change that".
" He'd try if he could" Harry muttered.
" But he can't" Hermione whispered close to his ear, " Ella took care of that for us" she kissed his cheek, " now go to sleep".
He had his eyes closed for merley a minute when cries triggered them to open. Harry rolled out of bed, moaning. It was hard to understand how he could battle the most dangerous wizard, but become exhausted from a newborn baby.
Over the years it was easy to get use to house elves preparing the meals you ate everyday. During the summer however, they were on their own. Even after the years as a Muggle, Harry and Hermione loss their touch with cooking. Though she wondered if he had any to begin with.
" The eggs belong in the pan, not the floor!" Hermione screamed.
" You think I don't know that!" Harry yelled in return.
Lily had the luck of still sleeping during the domestic dilemma. Ella had herself entertained with a spoon, and Hailey examined these people known as her mum and dad, probably thinking they were insane.
The doorbell rang.
" Think you can manage to get the door?" she snapped.
" Yes I can manage to get the door" he mocked her.
He turned the lock. The same man whom was standing on the sidewalk watching Harry was on the other side of the door. But now he wasn't wearing a hat, revealing his light, wavy hair.
He smiled kindly, " hello, I was wondering I-if Hermione Granger was here".
" Um, yes, she is" Harry tried to be kind a curious at the same time, " May I ask who you are?".
" My name is David, David Granger".
It was now clear to hair why the man was so familiar looking. He was Hermione's father.
Chapter Twenty-Nine: Chain Reaction
Before Hailey's birthday, Harry, Hermione, and Ella were staying in a beach house off the England coast. Lily didn't want to be an 'interferance' in her sons life, especially when he was on vacation. Before leaving with the newborn, Harry discovered his mum's plan to wanted the streets in search for a decent motel. He didn't want to ask where she was before her accident, or what she had been up to, but he wasn't going to let her be alone like that. He signed her release forms before she could object
" Sorry Lil- um, mum, I guess I'm taking care of you now" he said as the four prepared to leave (Ella was still with Ron and Lavender). He still had to get use to the ' mum' thing.
Lily giggled, " to think I'd say that about you". While Harry was still becoming adjusted, Lily knew her son all along.
It was obvious they had left in quiet the hurry a few days ago when returning to the house (it was two in the morning when Hermione started screaming for Harry who was in the basement and nearly killed himself running upstairs).
Hermione left as soon as they walked in the door, using the excuse of retrieving Ella to leave Lily and Harry alone.
" Would this be alright?" he showed her to the guest room.
Lily smirked, " it's fine".
Harry placed her suitcase behind the door, " can I get you anything?".
She shook her head, he turned to leave her settling in, but was stopped. " Harry, I understand this may be strange, someone you hardly know staying with you".
He shrugged, " you're my mother, there's nothing strange about that" ignoring a few details, " we just have a lot of catching up to do".
" I never wanted it to be like this" her words were not very stable, " the only thing I wanted was to see you grow up, not re ad about it. If I knew that was you in the ally, I wouldn't have taunted you".
" What ally?".
A tear rolled down her pale cheek, " Knockturn Ally, I was there visiting you Uncle Daniel (A/N: pretend he's James's brother), I didn't know it was you until Hagrid said your name. You were standing right there in front of me, I could have spoken to you, I could have touched you, but I didn't. I let you leave, just like I left you as a baby".
Lily was crying and Harry was struggling to keep himself from doing so. " You didn't leave me, it wasn't your fault".
She stepped closer to him, reaching out to brush away his hair, revealing his still infamous scar. " It breaks my heart every time I even think about that. You would have never gotten it if I listened to your father and ran. Sirius told me that-Ella has one?".
He remembered that Lily hadn't met her other granddaughter. But it was hard to forget about their matching scars and how the same man happened to be around when receiving them. Harry nodded, " we're hoping to break the trend with Hailey".
Lily grinned, waiting a moment, " Harry I-".
Tiny cries from the bedroom down the hall interrupted her. " Duty calls" she said.
" I'll be right back".
Thus Hailey Potter began her phase of crying for no reason. Ella went through the same until she was nearly one. By now, Harry and Hermione were use to it.
Harry walked around the room holding her against his chest while her little head and hands rested on his shoulder. Pacing by the window, a figure caught his attention on the sidewalk below. A man, or woman, he couldn't tell by the dark clothing and baseball cap that covered the face. Whoever it was seemed to be looking at Harry.
Tilting his or her head upwards, a ray of sunlight lit the face. It was a man, the little Harry saw seemed familiar. The identity awakening a lost part of his brain. With the man still staring, Harry leaned against the wall where he could not be seen. Hailey had fallen asleep again in his arms, so he stepped back in front of the window slowly and quietly. No one was standing there, the man was gone. He gave up wondering when hearing the front door open and Ella's footsteps running up the stairs.
During dinner, Ella took on an extreme liking for her grandma. Lily was the first grandparent the little girl had met and she was exceptionally thrilled. There were no regrets. Lily was astonished with how much Ella knew for five (whether it was good or bad), and very humorous her encounter ' the mean and ugly butthead'. Seeing as she never knew his name was Lord Voldemort.
Late into the night, one of the short time spans where neither Harry or Hermione had to get up, Harry couldn't sleep, his mind wouldn't relax. I wasn't the semi- mysterious man, he had forgotten about him, but Lily. She never told him of the Knockturn Ally thing in the hospital. Harry could remember those who tried to corner him when the floo powder backfired. Though he had a picture of Lily and James engraved in his memory he would have never guessed that one was his mother. Not in a million years.
" You should get some sleep" Hermione muttered half-asleep in her pillow, " she'll be awake soon". She always knew if he was awake or asleep, breathing or blinking.
" I can't" he turned on his side, leaving his back to her, " I'll go if she wakes up".
Hermione propped herself on her elbow, " it's about Lily, right?".
It didn't surprise him anymore that she could read his mind, " yes".
She scooted closer to him, " it takes time. While she's settling into the room, you're settling into her life".
" She's right you know" Harry said, " if she ran away that night, everything would have changed".
Hermione sighed, " they wouldn't have changed because there was nothing to change, everything is recorded as it happens. It's like saying if Ron never found my diary, I'd be with Krum and you with Ginny".
Harry turned her neck, " don't you think that's a bit too drastic?" he meant about the fling with her and Krum.
" Not if you heard the way she use to talk about you" he laid down, " Lily is your mother, not even Voldemort can change that".
" He'd try if he could" Harry muttered.
" But he can't" Hermione whispered close to his ear, " Ella took care of that for us" she kissed his cheek, " now go to sleep".
He had his eyes closed for merley a minute when cries triggered them to open. Harry rolled out of bed, moaning. It was hard to understand how he could battle the most dangerous wizard, but become exhausted from a newborn baby.
Over the years it was easy to get use to house elves preparing the meals you ate everyday. During the summer however, they were on their own. Even after the years as a Muggle, Harry and Hermione loss their touch with cooking. Though she wondered if he had any to begin with.
" The eggs belong in the pan, not the floor!" Hermione screamed.
" You think I don't know that!" Harry yelled in return.
Lily had the luck of still sleeping during the domestic dilemma. Ella had herself entertained with a spoon, and Hailey examined these people known as her mum and dad, probably thinking they were insane.
The doorbell rang.
" Think you can manage to get the door?" she snapped.
" Yes I can manage to get the door" he mocked her.
He turned the lock. The same man whom was standing on the sidewalk watching Harry was on the other side of the door. But now he wasn't wearing a hat, revealing his light, wavy hair.
He smiled kindly, " hello, I was wondering I-if Hermione Granger was here".
" Um, yes, she is" Harry tried to be kind a curious at the same time, " May I ask who you are?".
" My name is David, David Granger".
It was now clear to hair why the man was so familiar looking. He was Hermione's father.
