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"Well come on! Every one in!" Zizi said, pushing the large door open. The six of them walked in to the house, a light turning on as they did. And before any one could notice the marble looking floor, the large chandler or the overly large expensive decorations one small pop was heard.
"Harry Potter sir!"
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Summer Fun
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Harry was barely through the front door before he was nearly bowled over into the lawn by the enthusiastic house elf. The others looked on in amusement at the elf's obvious adoration of one Harry Potter.
"Dobby? What are you doing here? Wait, how did you get here?"
"Tis an old magic Mister Harry Potter sir. And I, of course, is here for you!" The elf squeaked delightedly. Harry blushed, at which Hermione giggled. He sent a playful glare at her and she stuck out her tongue.
"Well, shall we head to the kitchen for something to eat?" Lily questioned. Her reply was a flash of black, as both Sirius and James raced towards the kitchen. She was then left to lead the rest of their motley crew towards the kitchen.
They walked forward down a hallway lined with moving portraits of middle-aged witches and wizards, the occupants of which greatly resembled Harry. Though, there were quite a few red heads too. Harry supposed this was because "Potter men always fell for redheads". The hall was decorated nicely, not gaudy or arrogant like you'd imagine the Malfoy's foyer to look, but homey like the Burrow. The walls were painted a rich golden brown color and the moldings were a muted olive green. An archway on the right had ivy painted around the edge. When Harry glanced through the archway to the room beyond, he recognized it as the den. A large mahogany desk sat in the left corner and a bookshelf next to that. On the far wall a large fireplace sat center and a shelf was mounted directly above it, displaying many family photos, which Harry made a note to look at later. On the right side of the room there was a large bay window with a window seat covered with decorative olive green and mahogany red pillows and a couple of brown throw blankets. A long, low table of mahogany sat in front of the window with a few books scattered over its top.
Harry moved on with the group as they approached the end of the hallway. Their path was forked. To the left was a large living area and to the right a weathered looking wooden door, in the center there stood a rather large and grand staircase. Without pause Lily and Zizi moved through the door. Harry and Hermione followed and were immediately assailed by the tantalizing scents of kitchen spices and fresh cut flowers.
The kitchen was very modern. While mostly magical, there were noticeable muggle additions, such as the icebox that stood in the corner and the coffee maker that was stationed beside the sink. The round table next to the large kitchen window had Witch Weekly and The Daily Prophet in the center next to a vase of wildflowers, whose sent was dispersed throughout the room due to the light breeze blowing in from the window. James and Sirius were at the table playing with a set of gobstones while Lily and Zizi scuttled around the kitchen starting lunch. Hermione jumped in and they all seemed to work without words. It was a sight! Harry shook his head and took a seat next to Sirius, he was still getting used to the idea of having a dad.
"So, how's that food coming along?" Sirius voiced loudly. His question was only answered by a hand colliding with his head.
"Oi, what was that for!" He asked in a wounded voice.
"For being inconsiderate." Zizi replied, somewhat bitterly. Sirius just mumbled a few choice words under his breath.
Lily placed a plate in front of Harry and then one in front of James, who kissed her on the cheek. Harry watched all this and, unbeknownst to him, a slow smile crept onto his face. Harry started in on his food, as did the others, with a calm happiness he'd never before known.
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Harry was staring absent mindedly into the fire in the living room, sitting on the large, comfy sofa. His thoughts were jumbled and chased each other around like a dog chases a cat. His thoughts were only stifled when he heard the stairs squeak. He looked up to a see a slightly guilty looking Hermione frozen in place, halfway onto the stair below where she currently stood.
"Hey." She said, nervously. Harry just smiled and patted the seat next to him. Hermione came into the room and breathed a sigh of relief.
"How long have you been up?" Hermione questioned Harry, sternly.
Harry raised one eyebrow as he replied, "Not too long. And before you ask, I didn't have any nightmares and my scar feels fine."
Hermione had the grace to blush slightly. They sat together in silence for a while, each thinking there own thoughts. Hermione eventually fell asleep next to Harry, who didn't mind. She only woke up when her head fell onto his shoulder quite suddenly.
She gave a start and said, "Oh, sorry Harry. I didn't mean to fall asleep."
"It's fine, you were tired. I didn't want to disturb you." He replied, warmly. She replied with a yawn and then a laugh.
"I guess I'll go up to bed. What time is it anyway, it looks likes it's getting rather early?" She asked in surprise.
"Yeah, you go on it's nearly 4:00am." Harry said.
Hermione frowned, "Aren't you going to bed too? You need your sleep as well, Harry."
"I can't sleep tonight," Harry said and left it at that before going back to his stony, calculating gaze of the fire.
Hermione just shrugged and walked into the distance before disappearing up the stairs, and so did not hear Harry's quiet mumble, "not since I have parents that I never knew before, there's too much to think about…"
A few hours later found Harry in the loo, taking a shower to wake himself up a little. Outside, the sky grew steadily brighter as the sun came up over the horizon. Harry headed to his room, wrapped up in a soft towel and dripping from head to toe. When he reached his room a handsome looking tawny owl that Harry recognized as Hermes, Percy's owl was waiting for him, a letter attached to his leg. Harry untied the letter and the owl immediately took flight. Harry, however, was focused on what his letter, or more accurately, letters, as he discovered there were two, said. The first was in Ron's untidy scrawl and the second a very neat scrawl he recognized as Ginny's.
Dear Harry,
How are you mate? Mum's gone crazy about the whole Sirius Black thing and can't believe you live with him. Honestly, she's a nightmare. Anyway, DAD'S GOT PRIME TICKETS TO THE WORL CUP! Mum's going to owl yer parents, gee that sounds odd, to see if you can come with us. So when they say yes, we'll pick you up around five on Sunday. If they say no, we'll pick you up around five on Sunday.
Ron
Dear Harry,
How's your summer? Everything is pretty good here. Dad got us tickets to the Quidditch World Cup! I hope you and Hermione will be able to come! It'll be really exciting. Plus, my brothers, Bill and Charlie, are going to be coming along. Since Bill works for Gringotts in Egypt and Charlie works with dragons in Romania, I hardly ever get to see them so I'm very excited! Well, mum's calling, probably wants me to help with dinner. When will she learn that I'm just not as good at it as her? See you soon Harry.
Love,
Ginny
Harry finished his letters and put them in the door of the desk that sat in front of his bedroom window. He dressed and headed downstairs for breakfast and what he hoped would be
an amiable conversation.
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The clock on his bedroom wall showed that it was 4:45 pm, five minutes later than the last time he had checked. Harry couldn't believe his luck. He was going to the quidditch World Cup with his best mate, and his parents had said that they would come too! Seeing the World Cup the first time had been amazing, but now...well, he was definately worked up about it. In fact, he could hardly sit still. At breakfast he wiggled in his chair, during lunch he alternated between jabbering excitedly and staring off into space, and since then, he'd been lieing on his back on his bed, staring at the ceiling, something he only stopped doing when he looked at teh clock. 4:58pm! He couldn't take it anymore! He bounded out of his room so fast that the paintings on the walls nearly fell to the ground. As Harry reached the living room he heard voices and, being the nosy busybody that he was, he slowed toa hault to listen.
"James! I don't think it's a good idea at all! We've only just found each other again and now you're planning on going out, where everyone else is planning to go, just to see a Quidditch match!" Lily whispered, accusingly.
"Now, Lily, it's not just a Quidditch match, it's the World Cup. And Ireland is playing!" James replied, desperately. Lily harumphed and James continued.
"I wont let anything happen to him. Plus, he can take care of himself, you've seen proof of that! I want to bond with my son, Lily!" James half whined. Lily just smiled a little and ducked her head sheepishly. James moved forward and gathered her into his arms lovingly. She looked up into his hopeful eyes and couldn't resist. She nodded her head and not a moment later James whooped loudly in pure joy and anticipation. Harry coughed just before entering the room, so as to alert them to his presence. He kept his head bowed while walking toward the couch and when he looked up they were slightly more seperated. Before anyone had a chance to say anything, the fire burst to life, spitting green flames onto the hearth.
The Weasley family stepped out in two and threes until the living room was quite crowded. Harry looked around with a huge smile. He made eye contact with Ginny and she blushed prettily and bowed her head, successfully breaking eye contact. Ron jumped forward and eagerly thumped Harry on the back.
"Alright there, Harry?" Ron asked.
"Alright. You?" He answered.
"Alright." Ron replied.
Hermione just rolled her eyes and walked off with GInny in tow. Harry and Ron wondered off too, but in the direction of Harry's bedroom. The Weasley's, the Potter's, and the Black's settled in the living room with a warm pot of tea and a tray full of deliscious biscuts.
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Remus and Ara Lupin were extrememly busy packing up their two places of residence. The apartment was finished, but for the laoding up of a few boxes, but the cottage seemed to tak much longer, not only for it's size, but because it seemes to be the dustiest place either of them had ever seen.
"So this is where they keep the world's supply of dust!" Ara said, in moch astonishment.
Remus snorted with laughter before replying, "Shut it! Now, hurry up so we can get to James and Lily's place." Ara simply stuck out her tongue and picked up the nearest box.
Nearly two hours later they had everything packed up and shipped out. Remus and Ara locked the front door, just like they had with the apartment, and hit thr road. Once they had all the boxes shrunken and stored, they headed to Diagon Alley. While Remus thought the stop completely unesseccarry, Ara insisted on buying Lily a bouquet of flowers and a bottle of wine as a sort of house-warming and thank you for letting them stay at their home until they could buy a new one of their own. Now that all of their errends were completed, they could finally head to the Potter's. They apparated to Godric's Hollow and then wandered through the same rubble and mess that the others had passed a few days before. James was outside waiting for them so that he could let them in, a very large smiled tugged at his lips.
"Moony, ol' friend!" He shouted joyfully.
"I see you received my owl." Remus stated as he gave his old friend a one armed hug.
"No worries. Now, let's get inside!" He replied.
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Upstairs, the girls were catching up on their holliday activities. Ginny was bombarding Hermione with all sorts of questions about her dad and what he was like, since everyone had thought that Sirius Black was a murderer.
"Is he mean? Does he scare you? Have you always known he was your dad?" Ginny blurted out quickly.
Hermione gave a small laugh and answered, "No! He's far from mean. He quite lovable really. I've only ever been scared of his pranks, and I suppose that doesn't really count does it? And I've known he was my dad since just after he broke out of Azkaban. I'd been travelling with mum and we met him by accident, although we didn't know it was him at first because he was wearing a glamour charm. Harry too. They looked nothing like they do now. Ever since then we have all lived together, like one big family. Harry was my brother, even though he's only mum and dad's godson." Hermione answered.
"When we go back to school in September are you going to change your last name to Black? It'll be awfully hard to remember that you're Hermione Black, and not Granger." Ginny questioned.
"I suppose I will. It'll be lovely to go by my real name." Hermione mused.
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Upstairs and down the hall, the boys were prattling on and on about quidditch. It would be nearly impossible to hear that much excitement out of anyone; unless, of course, it was Hermione and she was prattling on about a library. They were shifting from gabbering loudly about statistics of the game and staring of into space, daydreaming about themselves winning the World Cup.
"I reckon Bulgaria'll win it. They do have Victor Krum, you know." Ron voiced, knowingly.
Harry just smiled a coy smile and changed the subject, "What's it like? The World Cup?"
"Oh, well, I've never been there myself, but I hear its huge. Tons of wizards from all over come to see it and sometimes it doesn't even last that long. It's lasted months before, though! Maybe we'll get lucky and get a long match!" Ron said, excitedly.
"I hope not. I don't much fancy sitting in the same spot for days." Harry voiced.
"Yeah well, there's that. I also know from dad that it's really hard to put together. They have to plan these things months in advance. First, you have to find a place big enough where there aren't many muggles. Then, you have to muggle proof it with all kinds of spells and enchantments. After that, you have to work out how many wizards will be coming sos you can accomidate the lot of 'em. Finally, they have to have really tight security, what with all that magic in one place." Ron explained.
"So, this should be exciting. I can't wait for tomorrow morning!" Harry said with a grin.
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