Chapter 3: Breakfast at Amelia's

They walk for about five minutes talking and joking until she stopped. "This is it," she said standing in front of an impressive looking white building with a beautiful garden behind a large metal gate. The house had tall round columns along the front porch and there was a fountain in the garden with a statue of a dragon with water coming out of it mouth and huge gold fishes swimming about.

The garden was breathtaking there was all kinds of flowers there and he could see a greenhouse in the backyard he couldn't help but think about Neville he would have love this, he decided that he would ask her to show Neville her garden. As if she knew what he was thinking she said "come on breakfast first then the garden". They went inside and Harry had to catch his breath the inside of the house was even more impressive it had a cathedral ceiling that was painted to look like the sky and there were two grand staircases that led off to either side. She led him straight ahead to large room made mostly of glass and decorated with plants of all type and wicker furniture it was a bright airy room it resembled a greenhouse of some sort she inform him that it was the solarium.

She pulled on a cord next to the table and suddenly a well-dressed gentleman appeared, he was wearing a tuxedo of some sorts and standing very straight with his head held high. "You rang miss?" he said in a very cultured voice "Yes, this is my friend Harry, he will be joining me for breakfast this morning." She informed the gentleman.

"As you wish miss," he replied bowing a little.

"Harry this is our butler Jeffrey"

"Nice to meet you Jeffrey" Harry said extending his hand. Jeffrey took is hand but Harry knew he didn't want to by the way he looked down his nose at him. He was just thinking how Jeffrey reminded him of Malfoy when he was interrupted by Amelia

"Harry is there anything special you would like for breakfast?" She asked

"No I'll just have what you're having thank you." He replied. "Okay then Jeffrey if you would breakfast for two please."

"Yes miss" he replied with a slight bow and he was off.

"Harry there is a washroom over there to your right if you want to freshen up a bit before breakfast" she said pointing to a door behind him. He thanked her and headed off in the direction she had pointed while she went in the other direction. She hadn't returned when he came back, so he sat down at the table, which was set for two. He was thinking of how he could find out if Amelia was a witch when it hit him. He'll just tell her his full name and see how she reacts. After a few minutes she returned and sat across from him. Harry decided that this was as good a time as any for his experiment.

"Amelia" he began, "since we're going to be spending a lot of time together I figured we should be properly introduced."

"Okay then" she replied "I'll go first, hi, I'm Amelianddra Emrys," she said with a smile extending her hand.

He took her hand and kissed it replying "I'm Harry Potter, nice to meet you." Harry knew immediately he'd been right, she was a witch. But why hadn't he seen her before, she was about his age so he should have at least seen her at school. He didn't have to think about it for long for she'd started talking again.

"Harry Potter? The Harry Potter?" She asked looking at him incredulously.

"Yes" he replied annoyed she was going to be like everyone else and wanting to see his scar. I'm Harry Potter, The Harry Potter, The boy who lived and all the other nonsense everyone seems to come up with. He was hoping that she at least would not be in awe of him or ogle him, he did like her and he didn't want to have to stop seeing her because she was a fan. He was expecting a lot of things but not what she said next.

"I have been looking all over for you, but no one seem to know where to find you. Who would have thought that I would just run into you in the park?"

Harry was speechless; did she just say that she's been looking for me? "Why have you been looking for me?" he asked feeling a little suspicious.

She could tell that he was a bit nervous so she decided to put is fears to rest. "It's nothing for you to get nervous about, it's not like I want to do anything to you. It's just that I have read a lot about you and was hoping to be able to talk to you." Harry was confused now, what was she talking about? "Talk to me about what?" he asked her. He was now suspicious of her, maybe she heard about the fight at the department of mysteries and wanted an interview. Or maybe she just wanted to see the "boy who lived" and stare at his scar. He decided to save her the trouble. "I'm sorry but I am not giving interviews or signing autographs" he said in a scornful tone. He had hoped Amelia would be different. He'd hoped she would treat him normally. He really liked her and was hoping they would become friends but that seemed hopeless at this point. He was about to leave when she spoke.

"What in the world are you going on about? What interview? What autograph?" She was genuinely confused what was he talking about. "Harry what are you talking about?" she asked still looking confused.

Now it was Harry's turn to be confused. "You said you read about me in the papers so I just assumed you wanted an interview or maybe an auto… " He trailed of feeling extremely embarrassed at the look of total confusion on her face. She didn't want to interview him or anything like that. He had put his foot in it this time how was he going to apologize for this. He was spared the trouble of coming up with an apology by Amelia's laughter. It wan his turn to be confused now, why was she laughing? He didn't see what was so funny.

"Well you said you read about me and that you wanted to talk to me so I assumed you wanted an interview" he stated flatly.

She stopped laughing and looked at him. "You are actually serious aren't you? She asked. Harry just nod he was too confused by what was happening to say anything. "Oh I see," she continued "I'm going to have to explain but first let me apologize."

"For what?" Harry asked.

"For making you ill at ease in my home. That was not my intention, I was just surprise to have found you so quickly and I guess I got excited. And for that I apologize." She finished with a slight bow.

"Apology accepted." Harry replied returning the bow.

"So if you were not looking for me for an interview or anything like that, then why were you looking for me?" He asked meeting her eyes.

"Don't worry about that now I'll explain in a bit after I tell you about myself. But first let's eat." At that moment Jeffrey walked in with a cart bearing their breakfast.

Harry hadn't noticed how hungry he was until Jeffrey placed a silver tray in front of him containing scrambled eggs, crispy bacon, juicy sausages and toast with jam. Harry started piling food on his plate. He took some of everything when he was done he had a mountain of food on his plate that would have made Ron proud. They started eating and talking she told Harry that she had just moved back to England from Scotland after living there for thirteen years. Her family had moved to Scotland when she was three after her father was killed and she has been living there since with her mother, but now she decided to come back to her fathers' home and learn about her heritage on his side and also to take over some duties that are required of her. They talked like that for about an hour until Harry decided it was time for him to leave. They said goodbye after he had promised to meet her in the park the next day for ti-chi.

On the way home Harry couldn't help but think about Amelia and everything that had happened today. There was something about her that he couldn't put his finger on, he knew she was a witch they had already established that so that wasn't it. It was something else he just didn't know what it was. But one thing he knew for sure is that when he was around her he felt calm and he could face his demons without them overpowering him. She was easy to talk to and she never pushed for information, she just let him share whatever he wanted and she just listened to him and didn't judge him. Not that his other friends ever judge him but they would want to hear the whole story and he wasn't ready to talk about everything yet. Last year was very hard on him with Umbridge torturing him, Snape's Occlumency lessons, Voldemort tricking him, Sirius dying, Dumbledore lying to him and of course the biggest thing of all the prophecy. The prophecy that said that he was the only one, who could stop Voldemort, and that he had to kill him or get killed himself and Dumbledore thought it was best if he didn't know. Now he knew the real reason why Voldemort wanted to kill him. He should have known that there was more to it than the mere fact that he had lost all his power trying to kill him as a baby. How thick he'd been not to think that there had to be more to it than that. Then there was Dumbledore he was so mad at Dumbledore right now how could he have known all along and not tell him instead he treated him like a child. Harry knew that Dumbledore thought he was doing the right thing for him when he left him with the Dursleys' and when he didn't tell him about the prophecy when he first came to school. But damn it after he saw that Voldemort kept targeting him why the bloody hell didn't he tell him sooner. There have been so many times he could have said something but he didn't and because of his bloody intention he have made Harry unprepared guaranteeing his failure. But all that is about to change right now. He was going to take control of his own life and he was not going to let Voldemort win without a fight he owed everyone who had died for him and those who have been there for him that much. Voldemort had been dictating his life for fifteen years now and he'd be damned if he was going to continue to do so. From now on Harry was in charge of Harry.