I still don't own Harry Potter. This was typed out post-HBP, so this and following chapters may intentionally or unintentionally post spoilers--though nothing that'll ruin too much of the plot of HBP. Oh, and thanks for all your comments. I love hearing what you guys think. I trust you guys so don't be afraid to post a review with what you think I should put in the next chapters. Keep reviewing. smiles Oh and this is chapter will only be in the Past--next chapter only future. This is because it's reaching a close.
Sorry it took so long.
Chapter 10
This is Odd
Harry parked the odd car where his Grandfather was pointing. They got out and Harry was taken back. He looked up at a two story house; it looked like something out of an old Muggle movie--the big house, too good to not be haunted.
"Come on James." Siri said taking her things to the house.
"You ok? You act like you've never seen a real house before. I mean your James' son; you must live somewhere like this." Sirius said handing him his things.
"No, we don't." Harry said taking James' trunk.
"Your mum got you living in some Muggle house?" Sirius suspected.
"Not quite." Harry said walking to the house with him.
The inside was even more amazing. It looked like they didn't own a single Muggle thing. Harry glanced at the clock. It was the same kind that the Weasly's owned, except the Potter's had another set of hands that pointed at the words Past, Present or Future.
James' was pointing to Future.
"Don't worry. Mum and Dad never look at that unless they get a complaint from Dumbledore." Jane said coming up behind him. "I'll show you James' room."
They headed for the stairs when Jane stopped. "Winkobby She called.
Harry heard the familiar crack as a small house elf appeared.
"Yes Jane Potter?" It asked. The house elf's eyes were a clear ocean blue, it's was wearing what looked like real clothes: a shirt, pants, and shoes.
"Can you take our things to our rooms?" Jane asked handing it a gold coin.
"Yes Jane Potter. Right away." It said. In a flash it was gone and so were their trunks.
"You guys have house elves?" Harry asked furious.
"Yeah. What's wrong with that?" Sirius asked.
"Where's the room?" Harry asked changing the subject.
They walked up the stairs and into a room. Harry looked around.
The walls were covered with pictures of brooms, Quidditch matches and other random things.