Harry arrived at the house only an hour later, after wrestling with
reporters all wanting to ask what happened with the minister even though
they all heard the conversation. He had retrieved the necklace the
minister had, after taking off the charm. However, he did not have a
chance to properly inspect it because Sirius, Dumbledore, and Harry arrived
at the huge house. Actually, it could not be a house. It was a mansion,
quite like Hogwarts. It was smaller of course and less complex with less
house elves, but the secret passages were numerous, even more so than
Hogwarts. Harry also found a combat room, where Sirius had trained
physically for his job as an Auror. Now he was starting his new job as a
top ranking Order member and had to leave the house at odd times of the
day, usually when he was just about to go to sleep, with a toothbrush
hanging out of his mouth.
Harry always wondered where he went and often tried to follow but the house elves always clustered around him at the times and served him food, whether or not he had eaten before. In the short time Harry had been at 'Padfoot's Platform' he began to understand the concept of family with his surrogate father and his great grandfather. Not only that, but in Sirius' house, he had his own room painted a gold/tan kind of color called griffin and his bed, a large queen size in scarlet colors of satin. In one corner was a huge bookshelf filled with defense books of all kind. Most of them were simply books filled with spells and curses but others were filled with information of different healing potions, poisons and other potions that might be helpful. Despite popular belief, Harry actually liked potions and spent hours in a lab Sirius had in one of the lower levels, much like the dungeons of Hogwarts. Also in his room, Harry had a cabinet that hung in his walk in closet filled with several bottles of dreamless sleep potion and other potions that could be beneficial.
A week after Harry had settled in and the fan mail he was receiving stopped to only three or four a day, he along with Sirius and Dumbledore visited the Burrow. Sirius wanted a chance to get to know the Weasley's better and, of course, thank them for taking Harry in. The day they arrived was a very busy day for the Weasley family because every member of the family was present, including Bill and Charlie. Mrs. Weasley opened the door and gave a shout of surprise at seeing Harry. Bill was the first to see Harry and he smirked slightly when he saw his new look, especially his earring. Mrs. Weasley kept fusing over his hair and earring when Ron, Fred, and George came down. They too were very startled when they saw Harry. Harry too was shocked for Ron had grown again, taller and bigger. It appeared as if he had been working out so that he now had some muscles. His hair, which was once a shade of orange darkened to a dark red. Also his skin tanned out so most of his freckles were not noticeable. Harry could help but think of Hermione's reaction to the new Ron. Harry knew they had feelings for each other but were too stubborn to admit it. It looked like Harry would have to play matchmaker this summer.
Then, time stood still. A certain red headed girl walked down the steps, her auburn hair bouncing slightly as she descended. Her big brown eyes had a twinkle to them and Harry noticed for the first time she was wearing makeup. She was wearing a black tank top with small spaghetti straps that reached just above her belly button. Her jeans, which were a tight yet stretchy material hung down at her hips. Her outfit was completed by the black high healed shoes that were raised an inch or two. Harry's mind completely shut down and one word floated through his brain every few seconds. Stunning. It was then that Ginny noticed Harry standing there. Even if he was in turmoil inside, he did not show it, instead reflecting a cool, confident teenager. She gave a small squeal and gave him a hug. It was the first time she had ever done such a thing and Harry quickly wrapped his arms around her slender and curvy waist. When she stepped back, she looked over to her mother with a glint in her eye.
'I'm ready to go to the party. But Kevin won't be there for another hour.'
Ron perked up and rounded on Ginny. 'You are not going anywhere with a boy! Especially not alone!'
Ginny gave Ron a strange look. 'Of course I'm not going alone. Hermione is going to meet me at the club. I'm not irresponsible, Ron.' She said the last part in a tone that obviously meant otherwise. Meanwhile, Ron was red with rage.
'I am not going to let you go out and meet some nobody! And Hermione is definitely not going to go meet someone! She already saw Vicky!! I am going too! Are you coming Harry?!'
Harry only stared in shock at his friend's outburst. He quickly nodded as Ron headed upstairs to change. Luckily Harry had dressed for the occasion wearing a silver short-sleeved top with a black dragon on it with a black, long sleeved under shirt. His jeans were a dark denim material and he had a pair of black sneakers. His spikes were again painted silver and his earring was a small silver dragon tooth that hung down slightly. Harry looked to Sirius and Dumbledore who were talking to Mrs. Weasley a frown on their faces. Dumbledore looked up at Harry as if sensing his gaze. The unanswered question hung in the air and Dumbledore silently nodded with a smile before rolling his eyes in the direction of Sirius who looked like a hen squawking. Harry snorted, trying to hold in his laughter. Unfortunately, Sirius heard and turned sharply on Harry.
'What is so funny? We are trying to discuss whether you will be allowed to go or not!'
Harry raised an eyebrow. 'Professor Dumbledore says I can go.' He said this very innocently but Sirius went wild and turned on Dumbledore.
'This is a very serious situation! What if Voldemort attacks?! And death eaters!!'
Behind Sirius' back, Harry was doing an impression of a mother hen, clucking as he walked, his head bobbing. When Dumbledore and Mrs. Weasley burst out laughing, Sirius turned and spotted Harry. He grew very red in the face and shut up instantly. When Ron finally came down, night had descended. As soon as he stepped off the stairs a strange smell reached Harry's nose. It smelled strangely like.
'Cologne?' Harry asked in an inquisitive tone.
Ron shrugged but Harry looked at Ginny who was mouthing 'Hermione' behind Ron's back. Harry nodded, knowing that was exactly why Ron was flattening his hair and checking his breath every few seconds. After a few minutes of waiting and listening to Sirius wine, it was decided that Sirius would stay in town, but under no circumstances enter the club. Harry quickly put a disguising spell on his scar and left with the other Weasley kids. The club was huge, at least two stories. Lights of every color bounced off the walls and into the faces of the teenagers, young and old. The entered the club and Harry was surprised to see so many people. One of Celestina Warbeck's faster songs were playing and every one was dancing with the blue, green, and red light clinging to their hair and clothes. At first, Harry was very self conscious, never dancing before, but soon he let everything go and allowed the music to run him. It was amazing. Suddenly, with his burst of confidence, girls began to come up to him left and right asking him to dance. Some he politely refused, wanting to be with his friends but after a while they made him go and dance with others. Half an hour after they came, Harry looked at Ron who had suddenly stopped dancing and was staring at the entrance, mouth agape. Harry nudged Ginny who turned and smirked with him. She waved her arms to get Hermione's attention and finally she came over with a smile. She gave everyone a hug, including Ron and stood next to Ginny, who was looking her over with a satisfied grin.
'I told you; you had to wear this outfit. It looks awesome on you.'
True to her word, the outfit Hermione had was stunning. She had on light blue tank top, very much like Ginny's but her bottom was a dark, knee length skirt. Not only that but her hair was falling in tiny ringlets on her back instead of the normally bushy hair. Apparently, she had gotten a 'Fizzy-Tamer' while in Bulgaria that set all hair to their rightful style. Harry had to admit it, Hermione looked beautiful. She then began to lecture Harry about having an earring. She finally stopped when Harry smiled and pointed out she had two.
For the next few hours the foursome danced. Harry was content, not only to dance next to Ginny, but the fact that no one recognized him. He was even more pleased when someone accidentally pushed Ginny into him, causing their eyes to lock, inches from each other. At one the club finally closed and the group of sleepy teenagers stumbled from the door where they met an anxious looking Sirius. He came up to Harry and asked him about his night, which embarrassed him slightly. What embarrassed him more though, was when one of the girls he had been dancing with came up to him and pressed her body against him revealing a paper. She handed it to him.
'Call me.' Harry turned even redder and opened the note to see in a slightly messy scrawl, 'Jessica' with her number and address (incase he wants to send her an owl) under it. Harry turned red and glanced at Sirius who was trying to hold down a smirk and being unsuccessful. Neither noticed Ginny behind them, who was shooting daggers at the girls back, very red in the face. Ron and Hermione barely talked on the way back. All that was said was that Hermione would stay for a few days. When she said this, Ron got very red, for the tenth time that night and mumbled out, 'Good' before there was silence. In a dejected way, Harry said bye to everyone and headed home where Dumbledore was also waiting. When they opened the door Dumbledore looked up from some mail and smiled.
'How was your night?'
'It was great! I'm going to have to do this again!'
Sirius had a smirk on his face. 'Apparently, he had too much of a good time. After the club some girl, mind you very good-looking girl, came up to Harry and gave him her number and address.' Then Sirius started making kissing noises while Dumbledore chuckled.
Then Dumbledore turned serious. 'I think we are going to have to give you 'the talk'' Harry's eyes went huge and he turned into a replica of a tomato. However, the twinkling of the old man's eyes gave him away and soon his two guardians were laughing.
Harry sat at him desk with his quill to his lips wondering what he should write to this girl. He didn't have a phone installed so he wouldn't be able to call her so the only other option was to write. He dipped his quill in the scarlet ink and began his letter.
Jessica,
How are you? I'm not sure if you remember me but I'm the guy from the club that you danced with. We really don't know each other so I was wondering if you wanted to go to the movies with some of my friends and I. Then we can get to know each other better. I understand completely if you don't want to go. But if you do, please send a letter back with my owl. She will wait for a response.
Harry.
He read it over satisfied and handed it over to Hedwig, his owl. Quietly, he told her the address and name of the receiver and she was off. He then addressed another one to his friends.
Ron and Hermione.after a few seconds of pondering he decided to add Ginny's name.
Ron, Hermione, and Ginny.
How are you? I have to say the club we went to was fun. Thanks for letting us go Ginny. I had a great time. I was wondering if you guys wanted to go to the movies (in your town of course, Ron). I invited Jessica, the girl from the club. I hope you don't mind. Feel free to invite anyone you guys want. Owl me back. If you want to go, the movie is at 8 (at night) on Saturday. If your parents have a problem with this, just tell them Sirius is coming, which he probably will be, seeing as he is a worrywart. Hope to see you then.
Harry
Harry leaned back satisfied and borrowed one of Sirius' many owls to send off the letter. He received a reply from Ron the following day.
Harry,
We'd love to go! Ginny and Hermione have been dying to go see a movie. I asked my parents already and they said yes, as long as Sirius is near by. It sucks you have to be followed around everywhere. Well the girls would like to say something.
Ron
Harry,
Thanks for inviting me. Really when you sent the letter I didn't think I would be involved really. So thank you. I hope you don't mind if I bring someone. I don't want to be left alone, you with that girl, Ron with Hermione. It is very funny seeing them together, staring at each other when the other isn't looking. Don't worry, by the way. I made sure they didn't see what I was writing. I need to find a way to make Ron see! Do you want to help? It could be fun. See you Saturday.
Love,
Ginny
(P.S. My mom freaked out when we told her the movie was at night and you had a date. She was crying all over the place saying 'my baby is all grown up'. I guess you are really stuck with the family. You're a real Weasley.without the hair.)
Harry,
I know you've probably heard this twice already but I would love to go. I hope I will be able to finish my homework in time! I still need a few more inches for History of Magic. I never knew there could be so little on Merlin. Apparently, he was famous for writing most spells and being a fully qualified magus! Isn't that exciting! A magus is someone who has extraordinary powers including wandless magic, being a multi- animagus, and elemental magic. They are identified by having the aura colors of the royals, purple and silver. He is so fascinating! I need to read up on him. See you Saturday!
Hermione
Harry was startled. He had purple and silver in his aura! Did that mean he was a descendant of Merlin or a magus? Merlin had never reproduced so Harry didn't believe he could be his heir. After all, he was already the heir of Godric Gryffindor. He decided it had to be a magus. He did possess wandless magic, more so than the usual person. However, he had never tried to be an animagus. This thought sparked some interest in him. If he could be an animagus it would not one be a great weapon against Voldemort, but a great tool is roaming the school and trying to find more passages to add to the map. The Marauders couldn't have found all of them. While pondering of this, another owl came in, his own. He detached the letter and looked at it, puzzled. It was pink. As he was opening it a smell reached his nose and he blushed realizing whom it was from and that the letter was scented. He opened it and began to read the red writing on the paper.
Harry,
I must say you have a beautiful name. I would love to go to the movies with you and your friends. You would be talking about the local theater, yes? I heard there is a great movie on this weekend. Write back with the time and day you will pick me up. You already have my address. See you soon.
Love,
Jessica. (P.S. My parents want to know your surname. What is it? Mine is Gomez.)
Harry flinched. They wanted to know his surname?! Harry was hoping he could avoid telling Jessica who he really was until the first date at least. She would obviously freak out. He decided to avoid the question and hope it never came up again.
(A/N: I'm not sure the date so we are going to say it is taking place 1999, ok?)
Saturday the 24 approached quickly for Harry. He had written back with the time, date and movie they would see and she replied saying that was fine. Saturday, Harry didn't disguise his scar. Instead, he allowed his hair to lie flat, no longer messy thanks to Hermione. He wore a dark charcoal grey shirt and another pair of denim pants with black shoes. His hair was left all black. He wanted to make a good impression on the Gomez's. At 7:30, Harry (and Sirius) picked up Jessica from her house. Of course, the parents wanted to meet Harry and his godfather. They were totally unexpected to see Sirius Black. But they didn't show it. When they met Harry, her father shook his hand tightly, giving him an 'I'll hunt you down if anything happens to my daughter' look and her mother embraced him. Mark Gomez was looking confused though.
'Mr. Black, I never knew you had a son. See, I keep track of every prisoner we have and their families. It's my job. But never did I see in your file that you had a son.'
'Oh, that's because Harry isn't my son. Close though. He's my godson.'
'Really? So what is your surname Harry?'
Harry mumbled something but had to repeat himself. 'Potter.'
Everyone froze, including Jessica. They didn't quite believe him so he was forced to reveal his scar. Unfortunately, at that same exact moment, Jessica's little sister, Stephy came down the stairs and spotted it. She screamed at the top of her lungs and jumped on Harry. She demanded that Harry gave her his autograph, which he did before they could leave. Once outside Jessica turned to him.
'You never told me you were Harry Potter!'
Harry shrugged and smiled. 'It wasn't important.'
Before she could reply they arrived at the theater where Ginny, Ron and Hermione were waiting with a worried Mrs. Weasley. Ginny, again looked lovely in a jean skirt with a dark red top on. Hermione had a similar outfit and both were getting looks from different boys passing by. Harry noticed another boy next to Ginny and figured he was her date. But he wasn't paying attention to Ginny at all. His eyes were locked on Jessica. Harry decided not to push it and led everyone inside. They were seated in this order: Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Kevin, Jessica, and Harry. According to Harry the movie was extremely boring and he looked forward to the ending. He would have said the same of the others but Kevin seemed wrapped up in Jessica and Ron in Hermione. What concerned him though was that his 'date' was also interested in Ginny's date. Ginny noticed it too and her face was becoming red as a tomato. By the end of the movie Jessica and Kevin were kissing passionately, bumping into Harry and Ginny, annoying them both.
Outside Harry quickly joined Ginny and they talked of how the movie sucked and how their dates suck, hiding their laughter when Jessica and Kevin glanced their way.
A/N Sorry about waiting like a year to read just one chapter. I'm going to try to add more chapters more frequently. Please review. I look forward to your comments.
Harry always wondered where he went and often tried to follow but the house elves always clustered around him at the times and served him food, whether or not he had eaten before. In the short time Harry had been at 'Padfoot's Platform' he began to understand the concept of family with his surrogate father and his great grandfather. Not only that, but in Sirius' house, he had his own room painted a gold/tan kind of color called griffin and his bed, a large queen size in scarlet colors of satin. In one corner was a huge bookshelf filled with defense books of all kind. Most of them were simply books filled with spells and curses but others were filled with information of different healing potions, poisons and other potions that might be helpful. Despite popular belief, Harry actually liked potions and spent hours in a lab Sirius had in one of the lower levels, much like the dungeons of Hogwarts. Also in his room, Harry had a cabinet that hung in his walk in closet filled with several bottles of dreamless sleep potion and other potions that could be beneficial.
A week after Harry had settled in and the fan mail he was receiving stopped to only three or four a day, he along with Sirius and Dumbledore visited the Burrow. Sirius wanted a chance to get to know the Weasley's better and, of course, thank them for taking Harry in. The day they arrived was a very busy day for the Weasley family because every member of the family was present, including Bill and Charlie. Mrs. Weasley opened the door and gave a shout of surprise at seeing Harry. Bill was the first to see Harry and he smirked slightly when he saw his new look, especially his earring. Mrs. Weasley kept fusing over his hair and earring when Ron, Fred, and George came down. They too were very startled when they saw Harry. Harry too was shocked for Ron had grown again, taller and bigger. It appeared as if he had been working out so that he now had some muscles. His hair, which was once a shade of orange darkened to a dark red. Also his skin tanned out so most of his freckles were not noticeable. Harry could help but think of Hermione's reaction to the new Ron. Harry knew they had feelings for each other but were too stubborn to admit it. It looked like Harry would have to play matchmaker this summer.
Then, time stood still. A certain red headed girl walked down the steps, her auburn hair bouncing slightly as she descended. Her big brown eyes had a twinkle to them and Harry noticed for the first time she was wearing makeup. She was wearing a black tank top with small spaghetti straps that reached just above her belly button. Her jeans, which were a tight yet stretchy material hung down at her hips. Her outfit was completed by the black high healed shoes that were raised an inch or two. Harry's mind completely shut down and one word floated through his brain every few seconds. Stunning. It was then that Ginny noticed Harry standing there. Even if he was in turmoil inside, he did not show it, instead reflecting a cool, confident teenager. She gave a small squeal and gave him a hug. It was the first time she had ever done such a thing and Harry quickly wrapped his arms around her slender and curvy waist. When she stepped back, she looked over to her mother with a glint in her eye.
'I'm ready to go to the party. But Kevin won't be there for another hour.'
Ron perked up and rounded on Ginny. 'You are not going anywhere with a boy! Especially not alone!'
Ginny gave Ron a strange look. 'Of course I'm not going alone. Hermione is going to meet me at the club. I'm not irresponsible, Ron.' She said the last part in a tone that obviously meant otherwise. Meanwhile, Ron was red with rage.
'I am not going to let you go out and meet some nobody! And Hermione is definitely not going to go meet someone! She already saw Vicky!! I am going too! Are you coming Harry?!'
Harry only stared in shock at his friend's outburst. He quickly nodded as Ron headed upstairs to change. Luckily Harry had dressed for the occasion wearing a silver short-sleeved top with a black dragon on it with a black, long sleeved under shirt. His jeans were a dark denim material and he had a pair of black sneakers. His spikes were again painted silver and his earring was a small silver dragon tooth that hung down slightly. Harry looked to Sirius and Dumbledore who were talking to Mrs. Weasley a frown on their faces. Dumbledore looked up at Harry as if sensing his gaze. The unanswered question hung in the air and Dumbledore silently nodded with a smile before rolling his eyes in the direction of Sirius who looked like a hen squawking. Harry snorted, trying to hold in his laughter. Unfortunately, Sirius heard and turned sharply on Harry.
'What is so funny? We are trying to discuss whether you will be allowed to go or not!'
Harry raised an eyebrow. 'Professor Dumbledore says I can go.' He said this very innocently but Sirius went wild and turned on Dumbledore.
'This is a very serious situation! What if Voldemort attacks?! And death eaters!!'
Behind Sirius' back, Harry was doing an impression of a mother hen, clucking as he walked, his head bobbing. When Dumbledore and Mrs. Weasley burst out laughing, Sirius turned and spotted Harry. He grew very red in the face and shut up instantly. When Ron finally came down, night had descended. As soon as he stepped off the stairs a strange smell reached Harry's nose. It smelled strangely like.
'Cologne?' Harry asked in an inquisitive tone.
Ron shrugged but Harry looked at Ginny who was mouthing 'Hermione' behind Ron's back. Harry nodded, knowing that was exactly why Ron was flattening his hair and checking his breath every few seconds. After a few minutes of waiting and listening to Sirius wine, it was decided that Sirius would stay in town, but under no circumstances enter the club. Harry quickly put a disguising spell on his scar and left with the other Weasley kids. The club was huge, at least two stories. Lights of every color bounced off the walls and into the faces of the teenagers, young and old. The entered the club and Harry was surprised to see so many people. One of Celestina Warbeck's faster songs were playing and every one was dancing with the blue, green, and red light clinging to their hair and clothes. At first, Harry was very self conscious, never dancing before, but soon he let everything go and allowed the music to run him. It was amazing. Suddenly, with his burst of confidence, girls began to come up to him left and right asking him to dance. Some he politely refused, wanting to be with his friends but after a while they made him go and dance with others. Half an hour after they came, Harry looked at Ron who had suddenly stopped dancing and was staring at the entrance, mouth agape. Harry nudged Ginny who turned and smirked with him. She waved her arms to get Hermione's attention and finally she came over with a smile. She gave everyone a hug, including Ron and stood next to Ginny, who was looking her over with a satisfied grin.
'I told you; you had to wear this outfit. It looks awesome on you.'
True to her word, the outfit Hermione had was stunning. She had on light blue tank top, very much like Ginny's but her bottom was a dark, knee length skirt. Not only that but her hair was falling in tiny ringlets on her back instead of the normally bushy hair. Apparently, she had gotten a 'Fizzy-Tamer' while in Bulgaria that set all hair to their rightful style. Harry had to admit it, Hermione looked beautiful. She then began to lecture Harry about having an earring. She finally stopped when Harry smiled and pointed out she had two.
For the next few hours the foursome danced. Harry was content, not only to dance next to Ginny, but the fact that no one recognized him. He was even more pleased when someone accidentally pushed Ginny into him, causing their eyes to lock, inches from each other. At one the club finally closed and the group of sleepy teenagers stumbled from the door where they met an anxious looking Sirius. He came up to Harry and asked him about his night, which embarrassed him slightly. What embarrassed him more though, was when one of the girls he had been dancing with came up to him and pressed her body against him revealing a paper. She handed it to him.
'Call me.' Harry turned even redder and opened the note to see in a slightly messy scrawl, 'Jessica' with her number and address (incase he wants to send her an owl) under it. Harry turned red and glanced at Sirius who was trying to hold down a smirk and being unsuccessful. Neither noticed Ginny behind them, who was shooting daggers at the girls back, very red in the face. Ron and Hermione barely talked on the way back. All that was said was that Hermione would stay for a few days. When she said this, Ron got very red, for the tenth time that night and mumbled out, 'Good' before there was silence. In a dejected way, Harry said bye to everyone and headed home where Dumbledore was also waiting. When they opened the door Dumbledore looked up from some mail and smiled.
'How was your night?'
'It was great! I'm going to have to do this again!'
Sirius had a smirk on his face. 'Apparently, he had too much of a good time. After the club some girl, mind you very good-looking girl, came up to Harry and gave him her number and address.' Then Sirius started making kissing noises while Dumbledore chuckled.
Then Dumbledore turned serious. 'I think we are going to have to give you 'the talk'' Harry's eyes went huge and he turned into a replica of a tomato. However, the twinkling of the old man's eyes gave him away and soon his two guardians were laughing.
Harry sat at him desk with his quill to his lips wondering what he should write to this girl. He didn't have a phone installed so he wouldn't be able to call her so the only other option was to write. He dipped his quill in the scarlet ink and began his letter.
Jessica,
How are you? I'm not sure if you remember me but I'm the guy from the club that you danced with. We really don't know each other so I was wondering if you wanted to go to the movies with some of my friends and I. Then we can get to know each other better. I understand completely if you don't want to go. But if you do, please send a letter back with my owl. She will wait for a response.
Harry.
He read it over satisfied and handed it over to Hedwig, his owl. Quietly, he told her the address and name of the receiver and she was off. He then addressed another one to his friends.
Ron and Hermione.after a few seconds of pondering he decided to add Ginny's name.
Ron, Hermione, and Ginny.
How are you? I have to say the club we went to was fun. Thanks for letting us go Ginny. I had a great time. I was wondering if you guys wanted to go to the movies (in your town of course, Ron). I invited Jessica, the girl from the club. I hope you don't mind. Feel free to invite anyone you guys want. Owl me back. If you want to go, the movie is at 8 (at night) on Saturday. If your parents have a problem with this, just tell them Sirius is coming, which he probably will be, seeing as he is a worrywart. Hope to see you then.
Harry
Harry leaned back satisfied and borrowed one of Sirius' many owls to send off the letter. He received a reply from Ron the following day.
Harry,
We'd love to go! Ginny and Hermione have been dying to go see a movie. I asked my parents already and they said yes, as long as Sirius is near by. It sucks you have to be followed around everywhere. Well the girls would like to say something.
Ron
Harry,
Thanks for inviting me. Really when you sent the letter I didn't think I would be involved really. So thank you. I hope you don't mind if I bring someone. I don't want to be left alone, you with that girl, Ron with Hermione. It is very funny seeing them together, staring at each other when the other isn't looking. Don't worry, by the way. I made sure they didn't see what I was writing. I need to find a way to make Ron see! Do you want to help? It could be fun. See you Saturday.
Love,
Ginny
(P.S. My mom freaked out when we told her the movie was at night and you had a date. She was crying all over the place saying 'my baby is all grown up'. I guess you are really stuck with the family. You're a real Weasley.without the hair.)
Harry,
I know you've probably heard this twice already but I would love to go. I hope I will be able to finish my homework in time! I still need a few more inches for History of Magic. I never knew there could be so little on Merlin. Apparently, he was famous for writing most spells and being a fully qualified magus! Isn't that exciting! A magus is someone who has extraordinary powers including wandless magic, being a multi- animagus, and elemental magic. They are identified by having the aura colors of the royals, purple and silver. He is so fascinating! I need to read up on him. See you Saturday!
Hermione
Harry was startled. He had purple and silver in his aura! Did that mean he was a descendant of Merlin or a magus? Merlin had never reproduced so Harry didn't believe he could be his heir. After all, he was already the heir of Godric Gryffindor. He decided it had to be a magus. He did possess wandless magic, more so than the usual person. However, he had never tried to be an animagus. This thought sparked some interest in him. If he could be an animagus it would not one be a great weapon against Voldemort, but a great tool is roaming the school and trying to find more passages to add to the map. The Marauders couldn't have found all of them. While pondering of this, another owl came in, his own. He detached the letter and looked at it, puzzled. It was pink. As he was opening it a smell reached his nose and he blushed realizing whom it was from and that the letter was scented. He opened it and began to read the red writing on the paper.
Harry,
I must say you have a beautiful name. I would love to go to the movies with you and your friends. You would be talking about the local theater, yes? I heard there is a great movie on this weekend. Write back with the time and day you will pick me up. You already have my address. See you soon.
Love,
Jessica. (P.S. My parents want to know your surname. What is it? Mine is Gomez.)
Harry flinched. They wanted to know his surname?! Harry was hoping he could avoid telling Jessica who he really was until the first date at least. She would obviously freak out. He decided to avoid the question and hope it never came up again.
(A/N: I'm not sure the date so we are going to say it is taking place 1999, ok?)
Saturday the 24 approached quickly for Harry. He had written back with the time, date and movie they would see and she replied saying that was fine. Saturday, Harry didn't disguise his scar. Instead, he allowed his hair to lie flat, no longer messy thanks to Hermione. He wore a dark charcoal grey shirt and another pair of denim pants with black shoes. His hair was left all black. He wanted to make a good impression on the Gomez's. At 7:30, Harry (and Sirius) picked up Jessica from her house. Of course, the parents wanted to meet Harry and his godfather. They were totally unexpected to see Sirius Black. But they didn't show it. When they met Harry, her father shook his hand tightly, giving him an 'I'll hunt you down if anything happens to my daughter' look and her mother embraced him. Mark Gomez was looking confused though.
'Mr. Black, I never knew you had a son. See, I keep track of every prisoner we have and their families. It's my job. But never did I see in your file that you had a son.'
'Oh, that's because Harry isn't my son. Close though. He's my godson.'
'Really? So what is your surname Harry?'
Harry mumbled something but had to repeat himself. 'Potter.'
Everyone froze, including Jessica. They didn't quite believe him so he was forced to reveal his scar. Unfortunately, at that same exact moment, Jessica's little sister, Stephy came down the stairs and spotted it. She screamed at the top of her lungs and jumped on Harry. She demanded that Harry gave her his autograph, which he did before they could leave. Once outside Jessica turned to him.
'You never told me you were Harry Potter!'
Harry shrugged and smiled. 'It wasn't important.'
Before she could reply they arrived at the theater where Ginny, Ron and Hermione were waiting with a worried Mrs. Weasley. Ginny, again looked lovely in a jean skirt with a dark red top on. Hermione had a similar outfit and both were getting looks from different boys passing by. Harry noticed another boy next to Ginny and figured he was her date. But he wasn't paying attention to Ginny at all. His eyes were locked on Jessica. Harry decided not to push it and led everyone inside. They were seated in this order: Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Kevin, Jessica, and Harry. According to Harry the movie was extremely boring and he looked forward to the ending. He would have said the same of the others but Kevin seemed wrapped up in Jessica and Ron in Hermione. What concerned him though was that his 'date' was also interested in Ginny's date. Ginny noticed it too and her face was becoming red as a tomato. By the end of the movie Jessica and Kevin were kissing passionately, bumping into Harry and Ginny, annoying them both.
Outside Harry quickly joined Ginny and they talked of how the movie sucked and how their dates suck, hiding their laughter when Jessica and Kevin glanced their way.
A/N Sorry about waiting like a year to read just one chapter. I'm going to try to add more chapters more frequently. Please review. I look forward to your comments.