Harry brushed the snowflakes off his jumper as he filled the music filled house at number 12 Grimmauld place. Harry had to make sure he was in the right house. It was completely different to when he'd last been here. The halls had been repainted. The ugly House elf heads had been removed and most of the Black Family relics and heirlooms had been removed. The house resembled a proper family house and even had some photos and pictures up on the walls. Harry went up to one and looked at it with Ron. There was a man grinning at them through the photo. He was soon joined by a woman who had a fairly round face and brown slightly curly hair. Frank and Alice Longbottom.

"That looks like Neville's mum." Ron said. Pointing at the photo. Harry looked around the photo and found a small plaque under it.

FRANK AND ALICE LONGBOTTOM, AURORS

"Dumbledore thought it might be a good idea to put photos of our members that are no longer with us. The Longbottoms are up because they might as well be dead. Shoner has been incredibly helpful in redecorating the house." Sirius said behind them. Harry turned and looked at his Godfather seriously. "How was your journey Harry?"

"It was alright." Harry said. "How have you been?" Harry asked.

"Good. I've been trying to make peace with my daughter but it's not working." Sirius said with a sigh.

"Well what do you expect?" April said appearing behind him. April was wearing a pair of low slung jeans and a black shirt. Harry had to admit that for someone who was over twice his age she looked quite good. She also looked very much at home in Grimmauld place like she'd lived here for a while. She held a mug of Coffee and was still walking with a slight limp.

"If you'd just speak to her." Sirius said turning to April. April shook her head.

"She needs to get to know her father." April said. Sirius sighed.

"She's not going to give me a chance unless you tell her to talk to me." Sirius said to April. April ran her hand over Sirius' hair. Harry, Hermione and Ron glanced at each other at this.

"She has a few thoughts about you which makes it difficult for her to talk to you" April said. He shook his head and reached for Harry's trunk

"Well I'll take your things up-" Two house elves suddenly appeared and started taking the luggage upstairs to the appropriate rooms.

"I really think that maybe you should consider fr-" Hermione started

"Hermione!" Ron and Harry said at the same time. Hermione looked at them innocently and Ginny giggled.

"Where's Jenny?" Ginny asked.

"Upstairs in the new music room." Sirius said, "She's spent a lot of time up there." Harry saw April roll her eyes and limp away towards the kitchen.

"You'll never guess who's in England right now." Lupin said getting April's attention. "We met Lee Chang at the station just now." Lupin said. April looked at him curiously.

"Really?" April asked. "How was she? I heard she's a high ranking Auror in the Chinese Ministry." April said.

"I don't really know. Our main concern was to get the kids here." Lupin said.

"Well that went all right." Moody said. "Now, where's Dumbledore? He here?"

"No, I think he's at Dumbledore House." April said. Moody nodded and left the house. "Now you three go and get settled in. Castra has dinner in the oven and it'll be ready soon." April said.

"Have you ever considered just being a house witch?" Remus asked. April looked at him with narrowed eyes.

"Don't you get started on your little speech." Remus held his hands up as April said that.

"Sorry Miss. Marsden." Remus said. April smirked and turned to go back into the kitchen.

"We need to talk." Sirius said to Harry as he turned to follow Lupin and April. Harry looked at him curiously and nodded. Sirius gave him a smile and the three adults disappeared into the kitchen.

"Well that was weird." Ron said.

"Harry." Hermione said from half way up the stairs.

"What?" Harry asked. Hermione was looking at a picture on the wall. It was quite big and she was staring at a small plaque.

"Have you ever wondered what your parents did for a living?" Hermione asked turning to Harry. Harry and Ron looked at each other and went up the stairs. Harry turned to look at the picture Hermione was looking at. He received quite a big shock as he saw his parents smiling up at him. Harry's mouth dropped open and Ron looked quite shocked.

"That's-that's Harry's parents." Ron stammered. Harry looked down at the small plaque under it.

LILY POTTER, MUGGLE RELATIONS

JAMES POTTER, DEPARTMENT OF MAGICAL GAMES

Harry touched the plaque and then looked at Hermione.

"Come on." He said quickly as he went the rest of the way up the stairs. He was shaking slightly though he didn't know why and he felt a curious sensation in the area of his Adam's apple.

"Are you ok?" Hermione asked. Harry nodded and sat on his bed in his room.

"You look slightly ill." Ron said uncertainly. Harry could have said the same about Ron. Since Percy's death Ron had been either very red or very pale depending on whether he was angry or grieving.

"Well I did just see a photo of my parents." Harry said. Hermione and Ron frowned and Hermione sat next to Harry and took his hands.

"You always have us." Hermione said.

"Yeah." Ron said, "I know it's only been a few days since Percy died but I just think that you've been a better brother to me then Percy and that you and Hermione are always there. It made me feel better." Ron said. Harry nodded and smiled.

"Or is it because you love Hermione?" Harry said cheekily. Ron went completely red and Hermione hit Harry's arm.

"Harry." Hermione hissed at him.

"Sorry I couldn't help it." Harry said smirking. Ron gave Harry a slightly hateful look. "You know I'm joking. I think I've been hanging around Lavender and Pavarti too much" Ron smirked slightly. The music that filled the house stopped and there was a thumping down the stairs.

"Mum!" Jenny shouted as she passed the boys' room and down the stairs.

"What?" Harry heard April reply. They didn't hear anything else after that as Jenny and April started talking in slightly quieter voices.

Harry wondered up to the music room after dinner. Jenny hadn't appeared for dinner and he hadn't seen her since he had arrived. Ginny was downstairs flicking things at Crookshanks, a game both human and cat found highly entertaining while Hermione agreed to play against Ron in Wizarding Chess. Harry knocked on the door but the music didn't stop. Harry remembered when he first came to the room, he had found Jenny singing. Her voice still haunted his head at night and helped him sleep or calm himself when he got stressed or angry. Her voice was angelic and Harry knew he had to hear more. He opened the door and saw Jenny scribbling something on a piece of manuscript paper while the piano played itself.

"Hi." Harry said. Jenny jumped slightly and turned to look at Harry.

"Hi." She said, sounding depressed.

"What are you doing?" Harry asked closing the door and walking to where Jenny sat. She was picking up her various pieces of manuscript that littered her seat and the floor around her.

"Nothing." Jenny said quickly. She picked up the last sheet and placed the pile on top of the piano.

"Looks like a lot to me." Harry said smiling.

"I needed something to keep my mind on." Jenny said. She looked at the top piece of manuscript and then put it on the piano. Harry saw it was half filled.

"What are you writing then?" Harry asked sitting on the seat next to Jenny. Jenny shrugged.

"Just a few songs." Jenny said tucking a long blond lock behind her ear.

"Can you play me something?" Harry asked. Jenny frowned. "Come on. If we're ever going to go out you have to trust me." Harry said. Jenny looked at Harry.

"You mean that?" Jenny asked. Harry had just realised what he'd said.

"Yeah." He said shrugging. "So you going to play me anything?" Jenny smiled and placed her fingers on the keys of the piano.

"I haven't actually written any words for this song." Jenny said, "Though I have it all in my head. I don't really want to sing them."

"No problem." Harry said smiling. Harry looked at Jenny and she smiled and looked at her fingers. Harry looked at them as well as they began to dance over the black and white keys of the piano. The soft slow tune that Harry had heard being played over and over in the past few hours filled the room again but this time there were dynamics and it sounded as though it was being played with feeling. Harry put a hand around Jenny's waist and closed his eyes. He could just imagine himself in a forest that was filled with narrow shafts of sunlight and the trees were alive with the songs of birds. Harry didn't know how he could imagine this, he'd never been able to do anything like that before. He walked down the small dirt trail to a small stream that came from a shallow pond among some rocks. The music suddenly stopped and Harry opened his eyes as the images in his mind faded. He turned to Jenny who was looking at him anxiously but with a shy smile.

"I haven't finished it yet." Jenny said.

"What's it called?" Harry asked. Jenny sighed.

"I don't know." She said.

"How about World at peace because that's what I saw when I closed my eyes." Harry said. Jenny grinned widely.

"You saw something when you closed your eyes?" She asked excitedly.

"Yeah." Harry said frowning, "Why is that bad?"

"No, it's great it means that I'm really good that I can write good music." She said excitedly, "if you can see something it means the music I write has magic in it." She turned to Harry, "This is absolutely amazing." She flung her arms around him and he couldn't help grinning as he put his own arms around Jenny.

"Congratulations." Harry said. "What are you going to do now?"

"Keep composing I suppose." Jenny said. Harry smiled and noticed how Jenny had just seemed to light up. Suddenly she seemed so appealing and he just wanted to kiss her. Her smell was starting to intoxicate him again and her voice was, again, making him feel light headed.

"So…um…" Harry was finding it suddenly difficult to find the right words to say. "I guess I should ask…" Jenny grinned and sat up straight and put her lips against Harry's. Harry's mind exploded like it hadn't done when Cho kissed him. He could feel some kind of connection between him and Jenny. Harry closed his eyes and slowly wrapped his arms around Jenny. Harry found it difficult to believe that Jenny was younger then him or even that, according to Ginny, she had no boyfriends in the past. She kissed like a pro. Harry felt his hormones go on overdrive and felt Jenny's hands on his cheek. He didn't hear the door open. He felt Jenny's arm snake around his neck

"Harry!" he heard someone gasp. Harry and Jenny broke apart instantly and Harry turned to face the door. Ron was standing there with Hermione looking absolutely grief stricken. Ron was grinning slightly but Hermione had her hand to her mouth.

"Er-" Harry started but Hermione ran away and he heard a door slam above him. Ron even flinched with the crash.

"I'll go and have some dinner now." Jenny said quietly getting past Harry and squeezing past Ron to go downstairs. Harry frowned and looked at Ron. His grin had been replaced by a frown.

"I don't think Hermione was very happy about that, mate." Ron said.

A/N:-Ok, so here is the next chapter. Harry and Jenny's first kiss and Hermione's still angry, wait till next chapter, mwahahaha.

Mel: I know, Jenny (Lily) is a bit angry but how would you feel if your father suddenly turned up after 15 years of no contact and just knowing that he'd hurt your mum. I don't think you'd be too happy either. Thanks for the comment

Lady of Masbolle: Yeah, but secretly, I think that Sirius knew that maybe Jenny was his as well. I don't know what goes on in Sirius' mind (I'm replying to the review for chapter 20) but yeah, thanks, meeting the Harry potter cast was amazing, I've seen the movie twice in 3 days

Gwendolyn (Do you mind if I just call you that?): Yeah, they're friends again. I thought I might as well do that, they actually become quite good friends.