Disclaimer: I wish I owned Harry Potter…but I don't. It would be great to own him, wouldn't it? Imagine the money?
There will be three more chapters after this, and then the sequel, which takes places the summer after this story, and "Losing Myself." This story and "Losing Myself take place during the same summer. Summer starts in May for Hogwarts' students, so that there is more time for this to take place. And also, Harry did miss some school in "Losing Myself" while he was missing and going through his "phase".
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Chapter Thirteen
The Home He Never Had
A few days had passed since the operation. Harry's stomach was still sore from the surgery, but he didn't mind. He had a cool scar, right over his belly button to show what he had been through. He didn't like it because he knew Snape would taunt him about having two famous scars and call him a show off, like he always did. Harry didn't care though. He had long learned not to take things like that seriously. After almost fifteen years with his uncle, why wouldn't he have learned that?
Harry was sitting in his hospital bed, with Sirius and Remus at his side. They looked very happy and relieved about something. Harry didn't know why.
"What are you two so happy about?" Harry asked.
"Oh, nothing," said Sirius with a smile, resting his chin on his hand.
Harry turned to Remus.
"Professor, what's going on?"
Remus and Sirius exchanged looks. Remus turned to Harry and grinned.
"Guess what?"
"What?" Harry shook his head.
"You're going home today!" Sirius exclaimed.
Harry's face suddenly brightened. Was Sirius telling the truth?
"Are you serious?"
Sirius nodded and pulled Harry into a loose hug.
"You're finally going home, Kid."
Harry couldn't believe it. He was going to leave! He would never have to see this horrible place again.
Harry beamed at Sirius.
"So, when can I leave?"
"In a few minutes. We have to wait for your Healer to come. We can just leave, you know."
They spent the next few minutes talking about what they would be doing during their summer. It turns out that Sirius had fixed him up a room, and had built a Quidditch pitch and had planned all sorts of stuff to do while he was still in physical therapy. Harry couldn't wait until he would get home; he would finally be able to have some fun. It had been pretty boring in the hospital; he couldn't do anything. And the food was dead nasty.
A small squeak was heard and the door opened. Healer Janus Mortus entered the room with a large smile on his face. He was holding what looked to be Harry's files. He sat down in the chair on Harry's left.
"I see that Mr. Black and Mr. Lupin have told you the news."
"I really get to leave?" Harry asked.
"Of course. You seem to have healed well and all of the tests we have taken in the past few days tell me that you're healthy. You will have to take physical therapy for a few weeks, you know that?"
"Yes, of course. To learn how to walk again."
Harry found it weird to think that he couldn't walk at the moment and would need to learn again. He felt like a small child.
"Of course. We've been searching for someone to come to your house every day and help you with that. We've also been looking for someone to do the Psychological therapy as well."
"Have you found anyone yet?" Sirius piped in.
Janus flipped through Harry's files and stopped on a page.
"We have found two people who are good for the job. Both have a degree in Physical and Psychological therapy. We're choosing which one is better for the job at the moment."
Sirius reached out a hand at Janus. He and Janus shook hands.
"Thank you for all your help Mr. Mortus," said Sirius, "You saved my godson's life."
"It was no problem at all. Harry's a great kid and I love helping him."
Janus turned to Harry. He gave him a small hug.
"Good luck, Harry. I'm definitely going to miss you."
He pulled Harry into a loose hug.
"I'm going to miss you too. Thank you."
Janus pulled way and ruffled Harry's hair. He began to scribble something in Harry's files. He then looked up.
"I was just checking him out. You may leave now, if you like."
Remus ran over to grab the wheelchair in the corner of the room, while Sirius lifted Harry from the bed. Sirius noticed that Harry flinched slightly when he touched his legs, fear slightly evident in his eyes.
"Harry, are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine."
Sirius still looked unnerved. He placed Harry into the wheelchair, and Remus began to push it out of the room. The three of them waved at Janus before leaving.
Once outside of the hospital Sirius pulled out a small rock. A portkey.
"The password is 'I solemnly swear that I am up to no good'," he said with a smile.
Harry gripped the left handle of his wheelchair and placed his right hand onto the rock, as did Sirius and Remus.
"I solemnly swear that I am up to no good," they said at once.
A small crack was heard and they were sent spiralling home.
They appeared in a large room, full with tons of exquisite objects. There were glass cases on the walls, filled with fancy looking statues, plates, goblets and all sorts of things that looked like they were worth a fortune. In the middle of the room there were dark green leather couches, with a large marble coffee table in the middle. A flowerpot was in the middle, filled with bright red roses. The walls were painted a dark shade of red, black borders around the corners. There were also large plants and trees in the corners, and large statues and suits of armour against the walls. Harry could obviously tell that Sirius had fixed everything up for him to get around.
"Holy crap, Sirius, is this your house?"
Sirius grinned.
"Yep. My parents very bloody rich and since I was the last remaining Black male in the family, it all came to me. I'm surprised they didn't give it to any of the others, like Narcissa, or Bellatrix. They always preferred them to me, even thought they weren't even their children."
"You didn't get along with your parents did you?" Harry asked.
"I absolutely hated them. They believed that pure bloods were above all others, and that those with muggle blood did not deserve to go to school or be around them. I grew up calling them mudbloods, until I started Hogwarts and realized how bad it was to call them that. My parents started hating me when I became friends with Remus and James."
"Why?"
"Because I am a half-blood, and the Potters and Blacks had been fighting for years," said Remus. "I'm surprised you didn't know that." (A/N: J.K. Rowling said that Remus was not a half-breed in an interview. She said that he was a half-blood, but not a half-breed because he was bitten, not born a wolf.)
"I honestly didn't."
Sirius continued about his family.
"I ran away from home and started a new life with your father. His parents were real nice and took me in."
"I'm glad you didn't end up in the streets," said Harry.
"I'd rather have died in the streets than live with my parents. I don't even want to be in their house. When I was cleared I sold my parent's house and bought this house from what I got. I kept all of the stuff that I wanted though. I threw out all of the Black heirlooms. I'd be pathetic if I kept them."
Harry laughed.
"Can we show him his room now?" Remus asked impatiently.
"Oh yeah, got a little carried away there."
Sirius walked to the other end of the room and pushed open a door. Remus pushed Harry's chair through the door, Sirius following behind. The door ended up leading to a large kitchen. The counters were made out of red marble, a gold plated sink set in the middle. The fridge, oven, stove and microwave were also gold plated, along with the toaster. Harry was surprised that Sirius had all of those muggle things. In the middle of the kitchen was a marble counter, the same red as the counters attached to the appliances. Across from that counter was a large table made of Norwegian wood. It was covered with a dark red, silk tablecloth, a centrepiece in the middle of Gryffindor colours. Red and black plates encircled the upper walls on shelves.
"Wow, this is the kitchen?"
"Yep, now let's go to your room."
The back of the kitchen led to a hallway. Remus pushed Harry to the second door on the right. A small gold plate was on the wall, the words "Harry's Room" engraved in calligraphy. Sirius opened the door, revealing the inside. Harry gasped as Remus pushed him into the room.
It was huge! The whole room seemed to be in Gryffindor colours! A large king sized bed was in the centre of the room. It was covered with red silk sheets, and gold pillow cased pillows. There were at least nine pillows on the bed. Bookshelves were on the walls, full of books all having to do with magic. There two large cherry wood armoires on each side of his door, and a large desk under his window, on the left of his bed. On the right were four red and gold coloured couches and an armchair, surrounding a wooden table. The walls were painted crimson, with all sorts of decorations. There was a large Gryffindor banner on one section of the wall, and posters of Harry's favourite Quidditch teams all over the placed. Sirius had also framed pictures of Harry's parents, and the Marauders along with some of Harry and Sirius when Harry was a baby. There was a large window on the left of Harry's room, with red silk curtains, pulled to the side with gold ribbons. Two pinup boards were on either side of what Harry knew was his closet door.
Harry was starring around in awe.
"So…?" Sirius asked, "Do you like it?"
"This is so great," Harry near squealed.
He reached out his arms to Sirius and wrapped his arms around his waist.
"Thank you so much!" he said.
Sirius ruffled his hair.
"It was no problem Harry. Only the best for you."
Harry pulled away from Sirius and hugged Remus as well.
"Thank you, Professor."
"It's Remus, now that you're living with me. I'm not your professor anymore, so you can now call me by my first name. Or Moony if you like."
"Okay, Remus."
Sirius took the handles of Harry's chair and began to push him to the closet door.
"And now, for your closet."
Remus opened the door and Harry gasped.
"Holy shit!"
It was bigger than Harry's room at the Dursleys by at least three. Tons of clothes encircled the room, shoes under them. There was other stuff as well, like boxes. Sirius told him they were of pranks that he, Remus and his father had invented when they were younger. There were also a bunch of photo albums.
"This is so great!"
Sirius smiled.
"I'm glad you like it. I picked out everything, but I wouldn't have been able to fix it all up without Remus."
Remus winked at Harry.
"You have great taste Sirius."
Remus chuckled.
"It's his female side," he laughed.
Sirius hit him on the shoulder.
"Shut up! You're just jealous that I have class and you don't."
"Well, at least I have good table manners."
Sirius blushed.
Sirius spent the rest of the day showing Harry around the house while Remus got ready for his transformation. Harry couldn't believe that he was going to be living in a huge house like this. And it was near Ron's; even better. There were hundreds of rooms in the places, some even fixed to look like they were other places, like forests and underwater. Harry's favourite was the room that was made to look like hell. He liked the reds and blacks and the fake flames that were in there. The flames were fixed to radiate some heat.
Sirius and Harry were now sitting in Harry's bedroom, on the bed. Sirius had been telling Harry stories about his school day earlier, but they were now sitting in silence.
"I'm proud of you, you know?" Sirius said.
Harry turned to look at Sirius.
"Why's that?"
"I mean, look at what you've been through. Not many people can live through that. I wouldn't be strong enough to do that."
"You probably could. Anyone could."
Sirius sighed.
"Harry, why do you always think that you are so much lower than everyone? You think that everyone is better than you. Why, Harry?"
"I don't think that."
"Yeah, Harry, you do. You don't know how great a kid you are. Not many people have a heart like yours. You're sweet, kind, caring, all the good stuff that almost nobody can have in one."
"You really think that?"
Sirius smiled and ran a hand through Harry's unruly locks, making them even messier than they usually were.
"Of course. You're the nicest person in the world. Greatest godson ever. That's why I love you. Because of the way you are. I am so lucky to have a godson like you."
Harry wrapped his arms around Sirius' neck.
"And you're the best godfather in the world."
Sirius placed a kiss on Harry's forehead.
"I have to go now. I'm going to be staying with Remus through his transformation."
"Good night, Sirius."
"Night, Harry. I'll see you tomorrow morning."
Sirius left the room, leaving Harry to rest.
Author's Note: I hope that you enjoyed that chapter. I can't wait until I finish that last three chapter and get to writing the sequel. Thank you for reading and please review.
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Harryfanforeva: I'm glad that you like it. I like to have sweet and angst all together. Thank you for reviewing.
HOBOrules: I hope the good feeling lasts long. But if it doesn't I can always talk to you on MSN to make you feel better. You can always tell me things a when you want to, and I wont tell anyone. Your review didn't sound corny at all.
foxyie xox: Ahh! Evil smurfbunnies! Lol, I added your animal as a word to my Word. You better not bash my head open for my brains. That would hurt! And you're stories are better! Stop, letting yourself down! Ron and Hermione wont end up together. Hermione will end up with Krum (I'm telling you this because it is not important) and Ron with an original character.
Eric2: Sirius's stupid prank with be in the next chapter. OO! I can't wait to write it! Thanks for helping me think it up!
serena: I will not abandon this story…I will not abandon this story…I will not abandon this story. I have every single chapter planned for this and all the sequels, so I don't plan on giving up.
MoonCheeze: Actually, James was a Chaser. J.K. Rowling said it at an interview, where she stated that the movie was wrong. It doesn't say in the first book. I'm glad you liked it. Not many people actually tell me what they think when they ask questions in reviews, they just go "why is Harry crying" or something like that and don't say anything about what they think of the story. I'm glad that you actually told me what you thought. I worked hard on that part that made you cry. It was so fun to write. I didn't like the first chapter either. Too much blood and stuff. He didn't appear to be in much pain because he was barely conscious and trying hard to stay strong. I'd die in a second.
Jen: I love when Harry blushes! When I think of Harry, I think of this adorable little thing. Lol. But I love Remus and Sirius more as characters.
Sexy Black: If you didn't want me to use your name, you could have taken it off when you betaed. But I would have put it back to annoy you. Lol. YOU CALLED ME ANGIE-PANGIE! It's Angela, not Angie Pangie. Lol. Have fun dancing for feedback.
opal: I read "Broken Child" as a title a lot as well. I don't think I will change the name. There are only three chapters left, and it will only confuse the people when they get Author's Alerts if I change it.
BamaRedneck: I like Harry scared. Cute and adorable. I like to make him suffer for some odd reason. Remus and Sirius too. I can go thinking about that all day.
TigerLily Padfoot: I have that problem with the review thingy as well. It pisses the hell out of me when it happens. It happened to me about ten minutes ago. I got so mad. But now I just want French fries…
Tenshi No Hikaru: I can't wait till I get to be a big sister at school! There are all these special big sister, little sister activities that I will be doing. And all my friends will be jealous because they're only asking secondary twos and I get to do it even though I will be in secondary three. I got special permission! What's "vegeta"?
sou85a: I find a hospital Harry cute. What did you need surgery for? My cousin needed it for something wrong with her intestines and the medication they gave her made her sick. That's why I made it happen to Harry.
HecateDeMort: Thank you for reviewing!
ChibiYushiYasha: I needed summer school for math. I got 64% but the teachers recommended it so I went. I hated it. Viana is a girl that Remus likes. She wont be anywhere else in the story, I just used her in the last chapter for comedy. Lol. Remus has a crush! He's my dad you know?
FroBoy: I hope you do post some stories. I will read them for sure. Are you working on any at the moment?