Chapter 14: Going Home part 2

James looked around anxiously after getting off the train. He spotted his mother pushing his father along in a wheel chair. His father hair was graying but he still had a pleasant smile on his face.

"All ready to go son?" He asked his eyes twinkling. James nodded.

"Are you boys going to be coming to our New Years party?" James's father asked Sirius and Remus.

"For heavens sake Alden, there isn't going to be any New Years party, remember your health." James's mother said exasperated.

"Women." James's father grumbled.

"Come along James." She said pushing his father away.

"I'll see you guys later." James said running after his parents.

A younger looking Kreecher approached Sirius.

"Come young master must be going now." Kreecher said in a low deep voice. Sirius sighed and followed Kreecher into a taxi. The taxi driver gave odd stares in Kreecher's direction.

Remus was the last man standing. He looked around anxiously for his father. He didn't see him but he did see Serverus being led away by a rather scary looking older man. Remus began to get nervous that his father forgot when he saw him coming out of the crowd. Remus's father was an old tired looking man and his hair was combed back with flecks of gray.

James climbed out of the back seat of his parents car and stared up at the house. His house was out in the country and quite far from Deluna Manor. The house was slightly larger than Deluna Manor but the Potter's owned more land. James had loved exploring the woods that lay just beyond the field and found many secret places that he loved to go to time and time again.

A young looking house elf came up and jumped at the sight of James.

"Young Master Potter has arrived." She exclaimed running up to James and hugging his leg. James put his hand on the house elf and then she soon realized she was hugging him.

"Ohh...Mary is awfully sorry young master." Mary said backing up nervously.

James just smiled at Mary and walked into the house. James's heart seemed to soar at looking at the Christmas decorations. There was an extremely large tree in the huge hallway just as you walked in. The house elves were busying decorating it from top to bottom.

"You aren't having a party!" James's mother said pushing her husband into the house.

"Woman, when I saw I am going to have a party I'm going to have a party!" Alden Potter said making a big show with his hands (They are the type of couple that is so funny when they fight but they do love each other).

"Fine Ok. Have your Party." James's mother said throwing her hands up in the air.

"Thank you Hannah." Alden Potter said smiling at her charmingly. Hannah Potter tried to frown and seem mad but just couldn't bring herself to do it. She broke out in a wide smile.

"James, follow me into my office." Alden said wheeling into a room in the far corner.

"Yeah dad?" James said sitting down.

"Help me write the invitations." Alden said with a smile and a flick of his wrist as a pile of crème colored invitations magically appeared on his desk.

Remus walked through the door of his house. His house was a plain one story house that was so far out in the country no one really knew where it was. Remus walked quietly to his room and dumped off his trunk. He then walked past the room he was put in every time the full moon came. The room was filled with absolutely nothing except deep scratch marks on the walls.

Remus sighed and went into the kitchen. It was dimly decorated like the rest of the house. Through the kitchen doorway he could see a tree that looked to be on the verge of death out in the living room.

"Well son. I must be off. Work you know." His father said. Then with a small popping noise he was gone. Remus's father worked in the department of mysteries. Which was appropriate because is own father was a mystery to him. Remus slapped some food together. After wolfing it down Remus curled up in a large orange armchair in the living room. A roaring fire warming his insides he grabbed a nearby book and began to read.

Sirius groaned as he reached the door of Number 12 Grimmuald Place. He wanted nothing more than to turn around and stay at the Potters. Sighing Sirius opened the door and instantly heard his mothers bickering.

"Aha! Hes returned. Well look at you sloppy as ever. Get a hair cut once in a lifetime!" The portrait of Sirius's Mother whined at him.

"Well if it isn't Sirius." Regulus said spotting his older brother. Sirius just sighed and walked past his brother how had the "perfect little hair cut that all Blacks should have" or at least that's how his mother put it. Regulus's hair was short so short that you couldn't even grab it. Sirius loved the way his longer hair fell into his face. He knew that everyone loved it, including Faith.

"Hows the girlfriend?" Regulus sneered.

"Vermin! How many times have I told you to steer clear out of my room." Sirius growled. All year when Sirius was gone Regulus would go through his room pulling out every letter he had written to everyone.

"He didn't go through your room I did." Mrs. Black said coming up behind her youngest son.

"I thought I told you I didn't want you conversing with the mudblood loving Potter. He and his family treat mudbloods like their equal to us." His mother spat.

"That's because they are equal." Sirius mumbled.

"What did you say you ungrateful little thing! Mudbloods be equal to us! HAH! Never not ever will their filth be ever equal to the sophistication that purebloods are." Mrs. Black said looking at Sirius as if he was a bug.

"Lose some weight." Sirius whispered.

"What was that!" Mrs. Black said.

"Nothing." Sirius said through gritted teeth. Mrs. Black huffed off towards the kitchen, Kreecher following at her heels. Regulus stuck his tongue out at Sirius. Sirius narrowed his eyes at Regulus and gave him a swift punch in the arm. Regulus grabbed his arm in pain.

"Wimp." Sirius muttered sourly before heading up to his room.

Severus quickly made his way to his room before is father could get to screaming. Severus laid down his beaten old mattress and stared at the ceiling as he fathers shouts and his mothers sobs filled his ears.He hated his father, everything about him. One day he would make him pay for the things he had done to him and his mother. Severus sat up as he heard his father leave. He threw off his robes and examined the scar that was there on his left bicep. A memory that pained even to look at it. His father had been drunk and angry which wasn't a new thing. He picked up a plate and threw it at the wall. A large chuck shattered and bore into Severus's arm. His father permitted his mother from healing the wound and the scar remained.

Severus climbed the stairs and found his mom hunched over in a corner crying. Severus bent down and helped his mother up.

"Hes coming back." His mother said softly.

Suddenly a large hand reached out and grabbed Severus's wrist instantly bruising it. He swung Severus around and let him drop to the floor.

"Leave her alone!" His father said delivering a hard slap to Severus's face. Tears stunghis eyes and he ran to his room vowing revenge.