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Harry walked into the office and saw that it also had the same feel that the rest of the house had. He had a desk with a computer, and a telephone on it. He also had a bunch of wizard photos on the walls of his family all of them were waving and smiling at Harry as he passed by, even some gave him goofy faces.

"Well have a seat this wont take long and then you can go back to what you were doing.", said Mr. Fischer.

"Oh its okay I would rather be here then pulling weeds.", said Harry.

"Well why I asked you to come her for was well number one because Albus wanted me to do it, and number two from what he has told me about you that you need someone to talk to.", said Mr. Fischer

Now Harry would rather be pulling weeds instead of being here

"I can see you are not to happy about this.", said Mr. Fischer

"It's just that everyone thinks that there is something horribly wrong with me, like I'm some kind of piece of glass or something ready to break at any moment.", said Harry.

"I can understand but you have had a very trying couple of years; fighting Voldermort, seeing a classmate die, facing demontors, facing Voldermort again, seeing your godfather die.", said Mr. Fischer

Why did you have to mention him thought Harry.

"You say his name", said Harry.

"Whose, Voldermort. Its just a name. That's part of the reason why people are so scared of the creature. But, you have to hand to him, to be something so horrible that people can't even speak his name without going into a panic.", said Mr. Fischer. "Look we don't have to begin with digging into your deepest darkest secrets, we can just start slow. How about you can ask me anything you want?"

"Anything?"

"Yea, I think.", said Mr. Fischer with a smile on his face.

Thinking hard on what his first question should be he finally picked one that was on the top of his head. "Why do you like to be called Jim instead of Merlin?", asked Harry

Mr. Fischer laughed at the question and Harry thought for a second that he did something wrong.

"You know a lot of people don't ask me that. You must be the first in a few years. Well its for two reason one because of my father and two because I like Jim better.", said Mr. Fischer.

"What about your father?", asked Harry

"Well my father Merlin Fischer Snr. Is quite well known, especially when I was growing up and when I was in my younger adult years. Him and Dumbledore have known each other seen they were in Hogwarts together, and when Grindelwald came, him and my father were the ones who destroyed. Albus did most of the fighting my dad did the research and all that. Well once Grindelwald was gone my father became very well known, as did Dumbledore, and so did his name. I couldn't go anywhere without people telling me how wonderful my father was and what he did for the wizarding community. I don't want you think I didn't appreciate, my whole family did, but when you just want to take a walk and you have reports following wondering what your doing, it can get a little bothersome. I can see I am not the only one who has had this problem." said Mr. Fischer.

No you haven't.

"Well I decided after I got hounded by another person about what it was like to grow up in the famous house of the Fischer's, that I would have my name changed to Jim. Now everyone calls me that, well except Dumbledore, I think he does it just to get a rise out of me." said Mr. Fischer

"Well did it help? changing the name.", said Harry

"Ah, no. unfortunately it didn't because even though I had a different name I still had the same face and people can recognize that. But, it was okay I thought it was cool name, I even named my first born Jimmy.", said Mr. Fischer. "Anything else you would like to know?"

'You were in the Order, right.", said Harry

"Yea that was some of the darkest times in this family was then. I was only ten when Grindelwald came and everyone thought that was going to be the end, but no one could have predicted this. Dumbledore called all his close allies to going the Order, so me and my father went of course. I guess that my father and Dumbledore could handle the way they did Grindelwald but were they ever wrong. People kept dying; muggles, wizards you name it. We didn't have a handle on things at all. Sooner or later my children got involved in the Order, and that was when it got the hardest. People in the Order were dying each week and I didn't know if I could bear for one of children to be the next.", said Mr. Fischer with a sad look on his face.

"We thought all hope was gone and then a little boy saved us all.", said Mr. Fischer looking directly at Harry.

"Did you know my parents?" asked Harry with a shaky voice.

"Yea, I did. Our whole family did. They were great people. No matter how tough things got they just kept believing it was going to get better. I think they had to, for your sake.", said Mr. Fischer. "Well I think that is enough talking for today. We can always pick up were we started later. My wife is an excellent cook, and I am sure she would love to have you over for dinner."

"I don't want to be an intrusion", said Harry.

"No of course not, and besides Ramona will make enough food for the whole entire street so their will be plenty.", said Mr. Fischer. "You can go on to the kitchen, I will be their in a minute, I have to write a letter."

As Harry was just about to leave the room Mr. Fischer called him for one last thing.

"Harry if want to know anymore about your parents, it would be best to talk to my daughter Julie; she knew your parents the best. When she gets back from what she is doing I will make sure she talks to you.", said Mr. Fischer and Harry simply nodded and walked out the door.

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Once Harry went into the kitchen he saw that all the kids that were their before running around were now sitting down at a very long wooden table with Mrs. Fischer. As Harry approached, Mrs. Fischer stood up from her seat.

"Well Harry I assume that you are staying over for dinner.", she said as she magiced another placing for Harry right next Katelyn. Right then Mr. Fischer walked in and sat down at the table.

"Are we all ready?", said Mrs. Fischer. As everyone shook their head, she took out her wand and made the food appear at the table like the did at Hogwarts. All at once seven pair of hands went grabbing for food at once.

"You better hurry up if you want anything, we can be brutal.", said Katelyn with a smile.

Harry took his cue and got the food that he wanted. He had eated enough times at the Weasly's to know what to do. After an half an hour the whole entire table was full of scrapings. And bunch of full stomachs.

It was running late and Harry said that he had better get back home before the Dursleys get to excited to think that he left for good. He had waved his goodbyes and left the house.

"Hey Harry."

Harry turned around in the middle of the street and saw Katelyn running to him.

"Hey, my grandpa wanted me to give this to you", she handed Harry a purple stone. "He said that if you just rub it that will glow purple and he has an identical one that will do the same. Its just in case you need him.", said Katelyn

"Tell him thanks.", said Harry while putting the stone in his pocket.

"Well I hope you had a good time, I hope my cousins didn't completely freak you out.", said Katelyn.

"No your family is great.", said Harry.

"Well I'll be here the whole summer, I am staying with my grandparents because my mum has important business to do, or that what she says. So if you ever want to do anything. You know I am always around.", said Katelyn.

"Yea that would be fun.", said Harry.

"Well I better go, I'll see you later.", said Katelyn giving him a wink and a smile.