"Fo sho!" Sirius called back, the rustling of everyday life beginning within the Potter residence. A true family lived within those walls. If you define family as a group of people who love and take care of each other.

Harry had given Cynthia a large hug, she having been the one who had rescued him from certain death as a child. Harry had been found within a dumpster, when Cynthia had taken him in and presented him to Silver Magick. If there was one person Harry loved and cherished the most, it was Cynthia.

Harry could smell Remus's cologne on her, as they embraced, and he made a mental note to speak to him after the meetings today. Harry's first day back from school was shaping up to be very busy. A sigh escaped his lips as he pulled away from their hug.

"Is everything all right Harry?" Cynthia asked, genuine concern in her voice.

"Of course." Harry replied nonchalantly. "I just be tired." The damage to his body had also left him fatigued from normally simply actions. "I just got to get used to dis shit."

"All right." Cynthia nodded. "But you tell us if you need to rest or something."

"Fo Sho." He laughed before turning to Remus. "You be driving us. We gonna roll down there in da Escalade."

"Certainly." Remus smiled, having found that he loved operating the muggle contraptions known as cars. "We should leave now."

"Yes 'ir." Harry confirmed as he bade farewell to his women. The three gentlemen and Victoria making their way to Remus's car, Victoria planned to accompany them because of her encyclopedic knowledge of exotic firearms and destructive devices.

The trip from Harry's house to the "abandoned" warehouse where the arms dealer worked out of was fairly short, as Harry had noticed that Remus's SUV seemed to make other cars simply jump out of his way as he roved the mean streets of Britain.

"Nice enchantments." Harry snickered, as he watched a pole bend backwards to avoid Remus jumping a curb to bypass a large traffic jam.

"Thanks." Sirius laughed, taking credit for the illegal spells he had cast. In the wizarding world, it is a severely punishable offense to charm and work spells over primarily muggle contraptions and goods.

Eventually the crunch of gravel reverberated through the tires and frame of the hefty SUV, the vehicle rolling to a stop in front of their destination. "Nice." Harry commented as he yanked on the chrome release handle for the door. Twisting in his seat, Harry dangled his good leg down out of the car, and using his car as leverage hopped down from his seat landing with a muffled thud on the loose floor.

"Watch your step." Harry reminded Victoria as he helped her out of the car, her skin tight jeans and breath taking low cut shirt clung to her body for dear life.

Sirius was currently wearing sandals and was using the tip of his shoe to chuck small rocks at Remus's leg. The tiny stones bouncing harmlessly off of the material of his suit, leaving only dusty white marks.

"Stop it ass." Remus reprimanded him, receiving only a chortle for his efforts.

"You stop it ass." Sirius chuckled as he chucked another tiny stone his way as they made their way up to the door.

"Both of yo asses stop it." Harry hissed as he pressed the buzzer. "We be business men. Peoples." He corrected himself as he saw the play-hurt look on Victoria's face.

"Yes sirrrrr." Sirius and Remus droned out, their voices high and sharp.

Harry sighed playfully as the door swung open revealing a short husky Mexican woman. Her almond brown skin hanging in folds on her arms, with deep lines crossing her face, she beckoned them in. The door slid shut with a resounding clang once they had entered the building.

"Bueno." She mumbled as she led the three men and Victoria to the back of the warehouse where a length of collapsible tables sat out. Boxes upon boxes filled with ammunition and guns sat upon the entire showpiece, enticing Victoria to investigate, poke, and prod.

"Nice." Harry smiled as he walked over to the weapons cache.

"Isn't it?" A voice confirmed from behind them causing all of them to turn around.

"Hello." Harry greeted Fletch, a smirk playing on his lips. "Business booming?"

"Funny pun." Fletch laughed as he kissed his girlfriend, the husky Mexican woman on the cheek. "Yes, business is booming as a matter of fact."

"We need pistols, ammunition, and untraceable cell phones." Lupin read off a list, his mild shock of meeting Fletch as a buyer quickly fading as he went into business mode.

Slowly but surely Harry filled his shopping bag with many explosive toys. His mind occasionally turning to the thought of Hermione, he wondered what she was doing.

Hermione's house-

"Mummy?" Hermione questioned, her voice high and long. "Mummmmy… May I please please please please have my friend come and meet you and daddy?"

"What is her name?" Her mother questioned as she continued stacking their newly built liquor closet. "Is it that nice young girl Ginny you spoke about?" Her mother asked, though she certainly sounded busy.

"His name is Harry." Hermione semi-whispered.

"Her name is Harry? Wait. His name? HERMIONE!" Her mother whirled around to face her daughter, "You have a boyfriend?"

"Shhhh." Hermione placed her finger to her lips. "Don't let daddy hear you. Please mommy? He can sleep in the guest bedroom."

"Hermione. I don't know about this. We don't even know this boy." Her mother explained, as her hesitancy was grating on Hermione's nerves.

"For someone who could end up your son in law, sure is strange you wouldn't want to meet him." She thought as her mother stuttered on her words.

"He is harmless mother. I promise." Hermione giggled, she knew he wasn't "harmless", but what was a little white lie to get to see Harry.

"I will think about it. Ok Hermione? How do you expect us to convince your father of this?" Her mother grumbled as she thought of the uproar that would come with such a proposition to her father.

"He will blow a gasket, and we invite Harry any ways because we are girls and we are always right?" Hermione offered, grinning to herself as her mother laughed.

"I love you kitten."

"I love you to mom."

Back at Hogwarts-

Severus Snape sat at his desk, a small vanity mirror facing him. Scrunching his face, he performed his scowling exercises. He had reached over one hundred scowls in less than forty-five seconds. He planned to go for a world record.

Back at the Warehouse-

Victoria rattled off the statistics for each weapon, giving detailed and informed decision-making opinions to Harry and his assistant pimps. Their time was well spent and their goals concise as they finished packing the escalade with their purchased goods. Remus and Sirius now having their own body armor and hand guns.

Remus had purchased a large and hefty .50 caliber AE pistol. Sirius on the other hand purchased a .357 magnum revolver. Harry went with the middle ground, a .40 caliber automatic pistol.

"Beautiful." Harry grinned as they piled back into the Escalade, preparing for the ride home to drop off some of their purchases.

"I'll say." Sirius grinned as he span the empty cylinder to his new handgun, jerking his wrist to the right, allowing the entire assembly to snap back into place before releasing it and repeating the action all over again.

"I am pleased with our purchases." Remus grinned as he jumped into the driver's seat, the car firing to life as he gently twisted the key within the ignition.

The drive home was completely un eventful escape for the phone call that awaited them when they returned home. Cynthia had run outside with a pen and paper, waving it at Harry as they pulled into the driveway.

"What's a matter?" Harry hastily inquired.

"The Dog Pound cancelled the meeting tonight. Said they are having problems in America." Cynthia explained as she handed Harry the phone number to one S. Dogg. "Snoop himself called to apologize for their not being able to show up."

"Wow." Harry grinned, "It feels good to know that America's greatest pimp/wizard would personally call to apologize for not meeting up with you."

"I hear you there." Sirius laughed as they grabbed their duffle bags and brought the weapons into the house. Slowly and deliberately they cataloged and strategically placed their spare weapons through the house to allow them to do maximum damage in the event they are invaded.

Victoria was the brains behind the operation, having came from America, she knew weapons like the back of her hand. She guided Harry in all his strategic decisions, and was a key instrument in his ability to handle the ever changing battlefield that was the streets.

"Thanks girl." Harry grinned as he placed the final weapon behind a bookcase. He then stepped up to her and gave her a peck on the cheek.

"Of course sweet heart." Victoria grinned as she placed her hand on her cheek, cherishing Harry's kiss.

Macey and the rest of the girls all demanded their own cheek kisses, and Harry's lips ached by the time he was done satisfying his harem, a small price to pay for such loyal friends, if you asked Harry about his current situation.

After their chores had been completed, Harry decided to give Hermione a call. Drawing her number from his room, he sat down and dialed the digits. After a few moments, the dial tone turned into a ring and a cheery voice answered.

"Hello. Granger residence." Hermione stated into the phone.

"Hello. Harry Potter for Ms. Beautiful Hermione Granger."

Harry loved when Hermione squealed, and her by the tone of her voice, she certainly sounded glad to hear from Harry.

"I was starting to get worried Harry. Is every thing ok?" She inquired; it was obvious she was smiling on her end of the line.

"Of course everything is ok. I'm thinking about driving down to see you. Would you like that?" He asked nonchalantly, as though there was a chance she would say no.

"I would love that!" She happily exclaimed into the phone.

"I wanna take you and yo folks out to eat." Harry explained his plan. "Yo momma allergic to roses?" He inquired as he planned out his night.

"No she isn't allergic to roses." Hermione confirmed. "Neither am I." She added quickly with a slight giggle.

"So what you wearin?" Harry breathed into the phone.

"Shorts and… Harry?" Hermione laughed as Harry was now breathing heavily into the phone.

"Oooo yea. Go on. Shorts? Whip cream?" His husky tone punctuated by his giggles as Sirius had walked into the kitchen and promptly walked out after hearing Harry's panting.

"Nothing. That's what." Hermione decided to play his game, tease him a bit before they got to see each other.

"Same here. From the waist down, you voice leaves me needin to be naked." Harry grinned as he could Hermiones breath hitch.

"I love you." He whispered into the phone at the same moment Hermione did as well.

"Good." They both repeated at the same time as well. They were getting good at completing each other's sentences and saying the same thing at the same time.

"Well. I'm gonna go. I will see you tomorrow?" Harry confirmed with Hermione about his visitation. "You sure yo parents will be ok?"

"They will have to be." Hermione laughed as she crinkled her nose. "You are coming whether you or they like it or not."

"Mmm…. I wouldn't mind COMING right now." Harry snickered as Hermione caught on to his innuendo.

"May be Mr. Potter. Just May be." Hermione snickered from her side of the line, as she could hear Harry's breath hitch for a moment.

"I like it when you're bad. Just like that." Harry stated before finishing with another "I love you."

"I love you too. See ya tomorrow. I can't wait." Hermione repeated before they finally hung up their phones.

Hermione immediately leapt to her feet and ran to her mother, excited to tell her all about her plans.

AN: Here is chapter two. I stayed up till 2 oclock in the morning to finish this for every one. I hope this is sufficient proof that this will be a good fiction for every one to enjoy. Please review. Harry will soon meet the Grangers and Sirius and Remus will have one of their first trials by fire. See ya all soon!