Awakened 3

Harry stepped gingerly out of the fire place, shaking the soot from his clothes. He glared at Megan who was standing in front of him soot free. Floo powder was not his favourite way to travel.

"So where are we Meg?" he asked.

"This is the pub down the road from our house. We're not connected to the floo network so we always have to come here and walk home. This is going to be a bit of a shock for them, you know, seeing you."

Just then James, Lily and Sirius stepped out of the fire place.

"Come on you two." James called, walking out of the room.

"Let's go enjoy the sunshine."

Harry and Megan looked at each other for a split second and raced out of the door. Nearly knocking their father over in the process. They raced through the pub and out into the street. Their parents and god-father followed, laughing at the antics of the two kids as they chased each around. After a while they set off down the street to the Potter's house. After about 15 minutes of walking, Harry finally asked Megan,

"How far is it to our house?"

Megan laughed and pointed to a building that was just coming into view.

"It's just over there. Come on I'll race you." With that she shot off towards their home. Harry started to run after her but he stopped and looked up at his new address. It was huge! About four stories high with balconies and even a mini tower. Lily caught him up and stood next to him. She slung an arm around his shoulders and smiled at him.

"Not quite what you expected?"

"N….no. I thought it would be something like the Dursley's house." Lily laughed.

"Not a chance. Your father makes more money then Vernon ever will, thus we can afford a little better." She led him through the front door and into the hallway. Harry just stood gaping. The stairs led upwards to all three floors above them. It split and in one place there were two staircases next to each other.

"Come on son, I'll show you to your room." James said starting up the stairs. Harry just nodded and followed, stuck dumb by his surroundings. His father led him up to the fourth floor at the very top of the house. There was just one corridor with three doors. James led his son to the very last one. He stopped before opening it.

"Mine and your mother's room is on the next floor down and Megan's is at the other end of the hall. The third room leads into the attic. Not much in there, just a couple of chairs and a window. I'll leave you to get settled, not that you have a lot. Never mind, we'll go shopping tomorrow." He swept Harry up into a huge bear hug.

"I'm so glad your back with us kiddo." And he turned and left.

Harry stood in front of the door; he slowly turned the handle and pushed it open. He was faced with a huge room. One wall was almost entirely window, whilst the opposite was a bookcase rather than a wall. There was a big canopy, four poster bed pushed against a third wall, covered with plush red blankets and pillows. Harry walked over to the window. True it was almost the size of the wall and let in a lot of light but it wasn't a particularly good view. It looked out over the village and all he could see were tiny people wandering around. Turning back to his room, he let out a joyful woop, took a flying leap and landed on his bed.

"You like it then?" Megan asked from the doorway.

Harry looked up at his sister.

"Are you kidding? I love it!"

She smiled and came over to sit next to him. Laying her head on his shoulder she whispered,

"Thank you."

"What for?"

"For coming back. I used to go and see you every week. I'd sit by your bed and hope that you'd come back to us and you never did. Sometimes Mum and Dad wouldn't be able to come. Mum couldn't come in for a while; she used to cry just seeing you there. Dad put on a brave face but you could tell it was tearing him apart seeing his son just lying on a hospital bed, not hearing anything he said. And me, I just wanted a brother. So yeah, thank you."

Harry pulled her into a hug.

"To tell you the truth, I always wanted a little sister."

"Watch who you're calling little." He laughed.

"You know what I mean Meg. Come on, we better go downstairs."

"Oh, I got to show you the best room in the house. Not many people get to see it, it's special." She took his hand and led him out of the room along the corridor to the attic. As she pushed the door open she spread her arms wide and walked in.

"Welcome, to the perfect room."

It was a room about twice the size of Harry's new bedroom, with a much better view. The huge window looked out in the opposite way to Harry's room. It looked out over rolling fields and rivers as far as you could possibly see. IN the room itself there were chairs and sofa's of every description lining the walls and rugs covering every inch of the floor.

"It's kind of link the room of requirement at school. Equips itself with whatever is needed. I guess, you need time to yourself." She says to him and he sits in one of the sofas.

"I guess. It's going to take a long time to get used to this whole thing." Megan turned to leave but he grabbed her hand.

"Stay with me Meg? It's been a long time since I've had a family. I don't want to waste any time." She grinned and sat down next to him to watch the sun go down. Hours later when their parents came upstairs to find out what had kept their children from food the opened the door to the attic and saw them both asleep on a sofa. Megan had her head on Harry's shoulder, who had his arms around her protectively.

"They look so sweet. Megan's waited so long for this." Lily said smiling.

"Come on, I don't want to wake them." Lily turned to leave but James stepped into the room. He crossed to a wooden chest and bringing out a blanket, covered his son and daughter.

The next morning, when they were all seated at the table in the kitchen. Lily was sitting next to Harry with her arm around her shoulders. Almost as if she thought someone was going to take her son away again.

"So what do you kids want to do today?"

"I think we should go shopping. Harry's got nothing. We need clothes and general stuff."

"That's a good idea Meg. You ok with that Harry?"

"Yeah it sounds great. Will we be going to Diagon Alley?"

"Yeah, it's got pretty much everything we're going to need. Dumbledore sent us an owl earlier saying what thing's you're going to need for September."

An hour later, they were walking through the street of Diagon Alley; which as Harry was noticing was actually quite big. It had lots of small streets going off it with muggle/wizard shops. So buying Harry new clothes was relatively easy. By the time Harry had all the clothes he would need for the time being all four of them were laden with bags.

"Oh, can we get an ice-cream, mum?" Megan pleaded.

"I suppose. Then you kids can wander around for a bit. Just don't take too long, we're got other thing to buy." After spending what seemed like hours deliberating over what flavour to have they all had ice-creams and Harry and Megan set off by themselves. They hadn't been wandering for very long when they both spotted people they knew.

"Oh this is going to be hard." Harry murmured. Megan smiled at her brother.

"Don't worry, just act as if you don't know who they are."

"Easy for you to say. He used to be my best friend."

"Meg!" a voice shouted and Ginny Weasley ran over to them with Ron following her.

"Hey Potter. You got yourself a boyfriend?"

Harry looked in surprise at Ron. He'd never heard him sound so mean and condescending. Megan glared at Ron.

"He's not my boyfriend. Not as if you'd notice the difference, you're never gonna get a girlfriend."

Ron turned bright red.

"Why don't you go any play with your little dolls, kid? Or practise your flying, you're gonna have to be three times as good as you are now if you want to get onto the team. How many times have you tried out, four?" Ron said smirking.

Harry glanced at his sister who suddenly looked extremely upset and hurt. He was rapidly overcome was a sense of protection for her. He stepped in front of Megan and looked at Ron in anger.

"Do you mind, that's my sister you just insulted. Strangely enough I don't take kindly to people who upset her, even if they are in Gryffindor."

Ron looked at him in shock.

"You….you're Harry Potter?"

"Yeah, I'd noticed that myself. Come on Meg, you two Ginny. I'm sure Ronnikins can take care of himself." With that he turned on his heel and walked away with the two girls at his side. As soon as they turned the corner Ginny burst out laughing.

"Oh my God! I've never seen him look like that, it was priceless."

Harry grinned and slung his arm around Megan's shoulders.

"You ok Meg?" She smiled up at her brother.

"Yeah I am now. Oh, Harry, this is Ginny. Gin, this is my brother Harry."

Harry looked at Ron's little sister and smiled.

"Hi Ginny."

"Hey."

Harry stood, unable to speak. This was someone who'd been his friend for the last 4 years and she didn't even know who he was. He turned on his heel and ran off in the opposite direction that they'd come from. Without looking where he was going he ran straight into a man with distinctive black hair.

"Hey, are you alright Harry?"

"Yeah, I guess. It's just; this is going to take a while to get used to."

Sirius looked at him in sympathy.

"People you thought you knew for 5 years don't know who you are?"

"Something like that."

"Well, I tell you what. I've just been given a bonus for doing not a lot so how about I get you a present?"

"As long as it's not something big, who am I to say no to a present?" Sirius laughed and steered Harry towards present type shops.

Harry wandered around with Sirius for about an hour when he saw Quality Quidditch Supplies. There in the window on display was a broom. Released the day before, it was the most expensive broom around, and for good reason. Fastest broom in the world with a ten year guarantee. Sirius watched Harry looking at the broom hungrily for a few seconds before his shoulders slumped and he trudged away. Sirius went over to have a look. The card beneath it read,

'NEW Silverfire! Only 1,500 galleons! 0-100mph in less than 5 seconds.'

Sirius just grinned and walked into the shop.

He found Harry later with his parents, buying his school things. They only had one thing left to buy. A wand. Harry wandered over to Ollivanders, opened to the door and went in.

"Mr. Potter! A pleasure sir, a pleasure indeed. Welcome home. Now, let's see what we can find." Without waiting for a reply he bustled into the over to the wall and started searching for suitable wands.

"Oh now, how about this. Holly and phoenix feather…"

"Eleven inches." Harry finished, grinning.

"Why yes. How did you know that?" Ollivander asked, looking startled.

"Just a hunch I guess." Harry took the wand and deciding not to simply wave it around he pointed it at Mr. Ollivander and said

"Wingardium Leviosa." Nothing. Harry looked at surprise at the wand.

"But, I don't understand. It should have worked."

"Not necessarily sir. We hardly ever find a perfect match in the first go."

Harry started to protest but he had already taken the wand back and was searching for another.

"Hmmmmm, Elm? No, not quite right. Oak, no too stubborn. Ah!"

He came back holding a black box.

"Ebony and unicorn hair, eight and a half inches, springy."

Harry took it and tried the same spell again.

"Wingardium Leviosa." Mr. Ollivander rose slowly into the air with a grin on his face.

"Well done sir! It's not often the first spell with a new wand works. Well done!"

Harry just grinned, and after paying the man almost danced out of the shop. He was in much higher spirits on the way home and James and Lily followed behind Harry and Megan gossiping about Harry's reaction to the present awaiting him.

Harry walked through the front door with Megan and saw a slightly broom shaped package on the floor.

"Dad, have you brought another new broom?" Megan yelled exasperatedly.

"No, I already have 3. Why?"

"Well there's one lying in the hall."

James came over to them.

"I don't know honey. Look it's got a card."

He reached down and tore open the envelope. Reading it he smiled and handed it to Harry.

"Hey Harry. Thought you cold do with a broom. Have fun. Sirius."

Harry grinned. He bent down to rip the paper off of his new broomstick. Out rolled the very broom that he had been looking at in the shop. It had a handle made of ebony and the words Silverfire in silver burned into the end of the handle. James laughed as Harry looked at in amazement.

"So are you going to try it out or what?" James asked.

Without a word Harry straddled his new broom and darted into the air. Keeping it under perfect control he flew up to the top of the stair case and hovered at the top. As Megan ran to open the front door he shot down the stairs and lying flat along the handle he shot along the hall and out of the door. James ran out followed by Megan to see him swoop around in and out of the trees. Suddenly he rose high into the air until he just a speck to his family's eyes. Then he came shooting towards the ground.

"Dad! He'll hurt himself!" Megan cried.

"Don't worry kiddo. He'll be fine." James said reassuringly, although it didn't' do anything to reassure himself.

Flying like an expert Harry pulled his broom up at the last second when he was less than a metre away from the ground. He tumbled to the floor with stars in his eyes.

"Man, I'd forgotten how great that feels."

AN: Just a couple of review thank-you's.

Adoring: Thanks for the suggestions; the chapter has now been changed. Thanks for the complements. I hope the questions were answered.

Vic: Glad you liked it. Try and read the rest lol

Avius: Cheers hunny. Dumbledore can't really explain it because he doesn't know himself. It's kinda like fate. Harry was put into the waking dream so he would be prepared to face Voldemort in the real world.