The trio kept their promise and met Lisa back at the Joke Shop the next day. Lisa showed everybody the pictures and gave Harry a couple. There was one of Lisa's mom and Sirius.

" Could I have that one?" Harry asked. Lisa looked to the one he was pointing at but shook her head,

" I'm sorry, Harry. My mom would kill me if I gave that one away but I will bring you a picture of him if you like?"

" Yes please! I mean. I didn't get many of him and he died this June and all that…" Harry stopped.

" I understand. Well! I've got to go! Christmas dinner won't cook itself! Hey! How about you and your families join me and my Muggle family for Christmas Eve dinner?" Lisa said, putting the photo albums in a box.

" Sure! That's sounds lovely!" Hermione stated.

" I'll see…" Ron said.

" I'll be there." Harry said for sure.

" Good. Okay. How about you two go home and ask and Harry you come with me?" Lisa quizzed.

" Okay." Hermione and Ron said.

" So… Where do you live?"

" Here?" Harry asked, as they pulled up to a Manor.

" Yeah! Gryffin Manor! Home Sweet Home! And etcetera…. Well? Want to go inside?" Lisa asked.

" Sure…" Harry slipped in the door behind her.

" Mom! Dad! I'm home!" Lisa yelled.

" How was work today sweetie?" her dad's voice came from downstairs.

" Grand! We're having another seventeen people come!" She yelled back as she motioned Harry to sit at the island in the middle of the kitchen.

" Good! Hey can you have the chef whip the usual Christmas dinner?" he yelled.

" Yeah dad!" Lisa handed Harry a butterbeer.

" Where's your father, Lisa?" her mom's voice came from upstairs.

" Downstairs!" he yelled in reply.

" Can you please get off that damn couch and get ready?"

" But - the game!"

" NO BUTS! GET UP HERE!"

A tall man, of about six foot five, came up the stairs into the kitchen. He smiled at Harry,

" New boy friend, Lis—Potter? James?" her dad became all shaky and pointed.

" No, dad. Shh! It's Harry! Their son! Please don't tell mom! It's a surprise okay?" Lisa asked slapping a hand over his mouth.

" HONEY! UP HERE NOW!"

" Coming!" Lisa let him go.

Nearly two hours later, the Weasley's showed up. Shortly followed by the Grangers. They were all invited into the living room for refreshments and appetizers, while Lisa and the chef made the last few things for the dinner.

" Harry? How about you go out and introduce yourself to my mom? She's the tall, skinny lady in the red dress." Lisa advised. Harry nodded and headed out towards the sound.

" Aunt Marie! You look wonderful!" Lisa's mom, Harry guessed, was spinning a lady around to see her gown. Harry slipped out the door and thought he would walk up casually, since he figured that's what Lisa would want him to do.

" And--! James?!" Lisa's mom asked surprised.

" No. I'm Harry Potter. Lisa invited me." Harry said, formally.

" Lily's s-son?" Lisa's mom was standing there looking at him with tears in her eyes, " You look just like James. But…those eyes! Those were Lily's! Thank you for coming Harry! I'm sure if your mom was here she would be proud of you! Come on in!" Lisa's mom sure did have a lot of energy, " I'm Lisa's mom. Mrs. Gryffin. But please, just call me Millie!" Millie shut the door behind him.

Lisa came down the stairs in a green cocktail dress. She smiled at Harry and her family and friends but was soon buried in hugs and kisses from aunts, uncles, and cousins.

" Ha ha! Having a good time Harry?" Mr. Weasley asked. He was holding a wine glass in one hand and in the other he was holding a shrimp.

" Yeah! This place is amazing! The food is great!" Harry bumped into someone, " Oh sor- Hey Ron!"

" Hiya! I'm glad mom let us come. I got home just in the nick of time! She almost put on her apron!" They laughed.

An hour later everybody was in the dining room around the huge dinner table surrounded by the aromas of a great Christmas dinner.

As they began to eat, Harry looked around. Millie and her husband John sat at the end, their parents on either side, and then next to them was Lisa who was sitting by a tall, lanky figure who had long, black, shaggy hair that was pulled into a ponytail. Its long black cloak covered its outfit, but Harry knew it was skinny by its arms.

" Are you okay, Harry?" Lisa's Aunt Marie asked.

" Yeah. I'm fine. Say, can you tell me who it that man sitting beside Lisa?" Harry asked.

" Ah. Quite the scoundrel! I believe that's… nope. That's Siruss or some ridiculous name like that! He just showed up and Millie and John invited him in as if he were a billionaire!" Marie went back to her conversation with her brother Storm. Harry was surprised. Could she have meant Sirius?

" Thank you!" Lisa squealed as the figure in black gave her a beautifully rapped box. Lisa opened it and fell over in a fit of laughter. The "mysterious person" turned to see Harry there.

" Sirius?" Harry asked. The man put a finger to his lips.

" Later, Harry, later."

It was Sirius!

" Thank you, Siruss!" Lisa hugged him. She saw Harry, " Hi Harry! Have a good time? My Uncle Brom is taking us, that is to say: you, Hermione, Ron, Ginny, Fred, George, Tim, Jack, Mary, me, Alison, Storm, Billy, Charlie, and Siruss here, out to play a game of Quidditch! Do you want to come?"

Harry hadn't played in a while and certainly not with Sirius before, but it would be fun.

" Sure!"

A half an hour later they were out in the woods, walking, talking, and each carrying a firebolt in hand.

" Why didn't you write?" Harry said.

" Because I'm still considered guilty, and there is no point in being found now, Harry!" Sirius laughed, "Let's forget about that and play some Quidditch!" he pulled back a branch to show a clearing that looked like a Quidditch field.

" Who's on who's team?" Lisa asked in excitement.

" First Captian!" Fred called.

" Second!" Lisa shouted in pure fun.

" George!" Fred choose.

" Brom!" Lisa's turn.

" Jack!"

" Storm!"

" Alison!"

" Tim!"

" Siruss!"

" Harry!"

" Ron!"

" Charlie!"

" Bill!"

" Hermione!"

" Get your butt over here Mary!" Lisa finished.

" Lisa! There's eight on a team! How are we going to play?" Alison asked.

" One more beater on each team!" Brom called.

" Set your positions!" Lisa called, taking seeker.

"Let the Games begin!" Sirius shouted at the top of his lungs.

" Good game Harry!" Fred congratulated him. Harry had missed the snitch. That was always depressing.

" Hey Harry?" An little, shy voice came. Harry looked and saw a little girl in a red velvet dress tugging at his pant leg.

" Yeah?" Harry replied kneeling down to her size.

" Are you weally the Harry Potter?" she smiled looking at him.

" Yes. And who are you?" Harry asked, with a smile.

" I'm Lily Rose Raven! And I'm almost this many!" Lily held up five fingers.

" Wow! You're a big girl! Do you think Santa is going to bring everything on your list?"

" Yeahup! Because I was especially good this year!" Lily smiled, " I got to go home, Mr. Potter! Can I have a hug?" Little Lily stretched out her arms and wrapped them around his neck.

" Come on, Lily! If you're up all night Santa can't come!" Lily's mom, Harry guessed, called, " Say good night to Harry, dear."

" Nighty-night, Mr. Potter!" Little Lily waved and ran after her mom.

" Who was that Lisa?" Harry asked standing up.

" Oh, Lily? That was my second cousin! Isn't she sweet?" Lisa pinched his cheek, " You just have a way kids, don't you? You'll make a great father!"

" Harry?" Hermione asked.

" Hi! Haven't seen you since the game! Where have you been?" Harry asked turning to her.

" I was talking to…um… Siruss. He's quite nice but needs a little help." She hinted him strongly about something.