A/N: Now this chapter is completely Harry Potter.
Wizarding World or DeloiBy RaidenRex Chapter II: The Sapphire Alley House
Harry, Hermione, and the Weasleys (except Bill and Percy) took floo powder in to Diagon Alley. First they all ran in and out of stores buying the necessary school supplies. It was complete chaos this year. Not only was Voldemort out in the open, but now everyone wanted Harry's autograph again. Every foot Harry walked, another young child wanted an autograph or picture. There were even ten girls that wanted to be Harry's girlfriend. Finally after the final fan left, Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Ginny turn a corner onto the quiet peaceful street of Sapphire Alley.
Sapphire Alley had fountains, elegant restaurants, stores devoted to kitchen china, style shops. Very few people walked the streets and the ones that did walk the streets were shopping for their master's family because they were maids, butlers, and even some house elves tagged along to the side of a child. Inside the restaurants were the rich upper classes. Right away Ron and Ginny felt out of place. Not only because everyone in the restaurants stopped to stare stupidly at them but also because this wasn't the neighborhood that you would find a Weasley.
Hermione and Ginny ran ahead to look for apartment number 37. Ron walked back a few feet and into the pub, The Fire Dragon (which Sapphire Alley citizens tried to avoid as much as possible because Sapphire Alley people never liked chaos). Harry sat on a bench adding a few more pictures from the Quidditch World Cup (and of course the look on Cornelius Fudge's face when he was proved that the boy he was trying to discredit was telling the truth) to his photo album.
"Harry!" Hermione shouted getting everyone's attention. "Over here!" She stood in front of a house at the end of the alley next to the library and across from the quidditch shop (the one form of chaos Sapphire Alley people enjoy).
Harry looked over to where Hermione and Ginny were standing and ran over to them. "That's a big library next door Hermione! Those books would last you a lifetime!" he laughed.
Ginny giggled pleasantly. Hermione replied, "Ha ha very funny. And look isn't that a quidditch shop?" she mocked.
"Hey, I'm not obsessed with quidditch as you are with studying," Harry shot back.
"You probably should be since you're taking Snape's N.E.W.T. course for the next two years," Hermione shot back.
The three of them smiled at each other. Hermione had spoken the truth. Harry did want to be auror and would be taking Snape's potions for another two more years…scary thought in Harry's head. Harry released that scary thought and stared at the 37 Sapphire Alley. It was a big two-story house built on a hill going down from the back so it has one story with a basement you can access from the outside and stairs leading to the first story or down to the basement. Four columns stood outside holding the roof up in the front. The outside paneling was white with the roof black and a red door. The doorknocker was of a silver lion and the doorknob had a handle with a "push down button" (I don't know the exact term for it, if you review and say you want a clearer picture I could try and e-mail you a picture of one). Harry placed his key in the keyhole, pushed down on the button and pushed the door in.
Once you step inside there's about five feet of floor before you have a set of spiral steps leading up or down to the lower level/basement. Also there is a lift in between the railings of the spiral staircase. To your right is a closet for coats and stuff and to the left is a three feet by 2 feet picture of Godric Gryffindor. As you walk up the stairs there are smaller pictures of Godric Gryffindor until his and his wife's family grew to ten children.
Harry heard the voice of Remus Lupin and another unfamiliar voice talking. Behind Harry, Hermione and Ginny entered. Harry went up the stairs and the door just to the right of stairs lead to the living room with Remus Lupin sitting in a chair by the fireplace and another blonde haired wizard about the same age as Lupin sitting in the couch to the left of the chair against the wall. On the opposite wall from the door was a bookcase and on the other a couch.
"Welcome Harry!" Remus welcomed warmly getting up from his seat and patting Harry on the back. "Harry, this is your father's brother, Isidar." He gestured to the other wizard.
The wizard was as tall as Ron. His beard grew in an orderly fashion just halfway down his neck. He dressed in the finest silk dress robes as if he was royalty. Harry knew his father was rich, but he wasn't rich like a king (about half of Harry's money probably belongs to Lily too). Where has this Uncle Isidar guy got all this money? In the old photos of James Potter, he dressed really simple. Or maybe James Potter was just cheap.
"You look exactly like your father," Isidar said, "except for your eyes. Those are Lily's."
Is there some committee of all the wizards and witches that get together and decide that I resemble my father except my eyes, Harry thought to himself. This whole thing is getting a little old. "Nice to meet you." Harry shook Isidar's hand still a little suspicious of why now after sixteen years he shows up to take care of me.
"I left my family when I was sixteen when James was ten so I had no idea you were even born," Isidar said trying to explain. "I moved away beyond Voldemort's reign in Spain (I figure Voldemort only attacked in England). So I had no idea about the boy who lived. If I didn't know you existed, then I couldn't have took you in instead of the…Dursleys."
Harry thought to himself. This guy must be a legilimens. I wonder how much into my mind he saw without me knowing.
"It's okay Harry I didn't go far," Isidar smiled.
"Harry, your Uncle Isidar is now your legal guardian," Remus said. "His purpose in your life will serve the same as your Aunt Petunia." After that Remus left the house and Sapphire Alley.
"So Harry," Isidar started. "Your place is downstairs. You have a bathroom, laundry room, 2 bedrooms, 1 storage room, and a den. There's also another door leading outside down there. If you want, I can have that fireplace hooked up to the floo network."
Harry didn't know what to say. At the Dursleys, he always got the worst. A small bedroom and a dinner plate. Here he had everything he ever wanted. He just stood there and smiled.
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