Okay, firstly a major thank you to everyone who has reviewed my story. That is all apart from Lady Nichnevin Le Fey, why you reviewed at all Padfoot is beyond me! As you all know I'm taking a break from fanfiction at the minute to focus on writing for all my readers. However, I decided that I'd put up my latest chapter especially for Valentine's Day!

Opal: it's a good idea, but I think that because Harry/Alexis has only realised the truth, and is maybe not as happy with it as he could be that it wouldn't work. Also it might just track the Dark Lord as he has Harry's blood. Whether it's the same as Alexis' I haven't quite figured out! Thanks for the tip on where to find info. I have read some of Mione5 stories before :D

Debz: sorry Debz, but part of your wish shall not come true! 

WolfDragonDemon: I will, thanks for reviewing. :D

Liam Commins: OMG! I cannot believe you reviewed this! But thanks anyway. Now I'll just have to get u back! Evil grin mwah ha ha

Chapter 12

Armed with his key and money, Harry set off for Bloomingdale's and Macy's to buy the essential items for his new home.

The rest of that day, Harry spent nearly all of his money on sofas, a wide screen LCD TV with record able DVD player, beds, bedding, crockery and muggle kitchen appliances. Oh, and he bought himself a brand new muggle designer wardrobe and some food to fill his new fridge after all he had to eat!

After his muggle shopping, Harry went back to Yorker's Way to buy potions ingredients, a new wizarding wardrobe, his new school robes, and some pranking items from Zonko's and surprisingly WWW. He hadn't known Gred and Forge had a branch here in the States.

Shrinking all his purchases, Harry went to his new home for the first time.

After getting there after his tiring day shopping, (most guys nightmare), he enlarged his purchases to place in his new home. Going around the house, he decided to repaint some of the rooms, but he didn't want to do them the magical way as he preferred to do some things the muggle way as he had done for most of his first eleven years.

His bedroom however was not one of these rooms. He liked it just the way it was. The walls were pitch black with paint splatters of gold, green, maroon, and silver. Behind where he placed his new bed opposite the door, was a large Hogwarts crest surrounded by four smaller crests. These were Gryffindor, Slytherin, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw. On the other walls he placed paintings and posters of him, Lily and James, his friends, quidditch posters and a few random pictures that he had found lying around the house and liked the look of.

After making his bed with some of his new bedding, Harry tumbled into it totally and utterly exhausted and quickly fell fast asleep. After fourteen hours sleep Harry awake refreshed and raring to start the new day.

After showering and dressing in some of his new muggle clothes: a pair of dark levis 501 and an emerald green t-shirt under a black Gucci shirt, Harry fixed himself some breakfast (the muggle way naturally) and after eating he left the house to go for a walk around the area and also to find some paint!

After walking around the area for a while, getting his bearings, he found out about a place not too far away which supposedly sold anything and everything. It was the legendary, internationally known US Shopping Mall.

Following a small lunch of pretzels, a corn dog and a small bottle of diet coke in Central Park, Harry walked to the nearest mall where he bought lots and lots of paint: white for an undercoat, then browns and creams for his living room to match his new L-shaped cream sofa; a selection of blues and greens for the massive bathroom; orange, peach and yellow for his reception room to match his new dark brown sofa suite (not that he expected many visitors), and to finish a lovely deep purple for the kitchen. He also bought a selection of dustsheets, three paintbrushes, paintbrush cleaner and four rollers with trays.

Not wanting to walk home with about fifteen tins of paint and other miscellaneous bags, Harry hailed a cab and had it take him to half a block's way away from the house.

As it was now getting dark and nearing dinnertime, Harry decided that instead of starting to paint tonight, he'd prepare the house with dustsheets etc so that he could start first thing in the morning. That done, he went upstairs to wash and have a small rest before he made himself dinner.


Meanwhile, after waking up the next morning, Severus had spent the day in Yorker's Way looking and waiting for his wayward son. Just before Gringotts closed (5 o'clock), Severus had lost his patience. He was tired of looking thoroughly suspicious to the Yanks and went into the bank.

"Excuse me, has my son been in here recently?" Severus asked.

"Name?" replied the goblin Severus had asked.

"Severus Snape"

"No sir, your son's."

"Alexis Snape or Harry Potter."

"I'm sorry sir, Gringotts goblins are not allowed to give out information about any of their customers especially valued ones like Mr Potter without their express permission."

"Please, I just want to speak to my son."

"I'm sorry sir. All information about clients is kept confidential following the Wizarding Information Protection Act (WIPA)."

"Thank you for your help." Severus said grudgingly.

Severus left the bank annoyed at the brat he had started to think of as his son.

Severus left Yorker's Way feeling dejected at not finding his son. However on the way back he perked up a little. This was because he had had an idea, which he didn't particularly like but might just help him find Alexis.

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When he got back to his hotel, wizarding naturally, Severus immediately went back to his room (number 151), warded it and went over to the fireplace.

After throwing in some floo powder, he said "Moony's Den" and his head appeared in a fire on the other side looking out into a raggedy reception room. "Lupin? Are you around? … LUPIN!"

After several minutes of waiting Remus Lupin otherwise known as Moony or Professor Lupin entered the room.

"Severus, what are you here for? I thought it was too early for my Wolfsbane."

"Dammit Lupin, not everything is about you. I need to find Mr Potter. He's gone off to New York in the States and I think he might do something stupid."

"Yes Severus, I do know where New York even if I am classed as a sub-human being. However, that doesn't sound like Harry. He's usually quite calm and level-headed."

"Well he wasn't when he left. Does he own any property in New York left him by …his father?" Snape spat out the last two words.

"Hmm, well I'm not sure. I have heard of a couple of places. Let me think about it and I'll get back to you."

Snape's head left the fire and as soon as he was back in his hotel room he said, "Damn that infernal rabid wolf!"

Moony of course had no intention of letting Severus know where James' old hideout was. If Harry was there, he knew that Harry would be safe, because he Moony was the last one left who knew where it was. James had been betrayed and killed, Sirius had fallen and was mourned after and Pettigrew the slimy rat had had parts of his memory washed and replaced with 'safe' memories after he betrayed his brothers (the marauders) by going to the dark side and being the initial instrument that enabled the Dark Lord to murder and attempt to murder the last of the Gryffindor line.

Moony got out an earthenware pot filled with aquamarine coloured sand like particles. Throwing a handful into the fireplace, a blaze of blue fire sprung up like a shot. Holding the pot near to his body, he stepped in and said "Prongs' familial blood hideaway". Unknown to him, Severus had put a tracking charm on the fireplace to find out straight away where Lupin went if anywhere. Luckily Severus didn't know the password and so even if he followed Lupin he would not be able to enter the house.

After travelling through a vortex of colour, he stumbled into a large sized rectangular room with its wooden parquet floor covered by dustsheets, as was all the furniture, which was piled in the middle of the room. 'Strange', Moony thought.

Seeing the tins of paint and the roller with tray, he poured out some of the white paint into the tray and after covering the roller, got to work covering the previous ghastly green wallpaper.


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