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"Where the bloody hell are we!" Ron said as they all landed in a heap, Petunia Dursley was sobbing, her head in her hands.

Hermione's eyes where scanning the area as Ron helped her off the cold, muddy ground.

"Well I'd say we are in a forest." Hermione said stating the obvious.

"Very good Hermione, now how about what forest." Ron replied soon the both of them going off in a tirade of bickering.

Mean while Harry was attending to his aunt.

"Aunt Petunia are you all right?" Harry said, his mind still in shock, his Uncle and cousin dead, his Aunt had a wand, she killed a death eater and all he could ask was if she was all right.

"Aunt Petunia?" Harry insisted.

"They're gone! My little boy! My husband!" Petunia cried.

Ron and Hermione stopped bickering as they heard Harry's Aunt yelling.

Hermione raised her wand and sent a stunning curse at the older woman, the forest once again silent.

"What you do that for?" Ron asked.

"Well we don't know where we are," Hermione said, "and until we do it best that we remain quite."

"Harry are you all right?" Hermione then asked.

"Yeah mate? And what's that bloody thing on your back? It looks wicked cool!" Ron said as Hermione smacked him on the head.

"I...well it's a long story. Something Dumbledore wanted me to get and I didn't have the heart to say no. It's a magical tattoo of a phoenix." Harry said absently.

"Bloody wicked!" Ron said, Hermione giving him an evil glare.

"What! Those things are bloody useful. It must have been warning us about the attack." Ron said, having heard his brother Bill talk a lot about magical tattoo's, for at one point the eldest Weasley brother had wanted one.

"How could a tattoo warn us?" Hermione asked.

"They're magical Hermione. Kind of like a familiar to always have with you." Ron replied, surprised to know something the 'great' Hermione did not know.

"It doesn't really matter," Harry replied, his head still filled with confusion.

"Would some one mind conjuring me a sweatshirt." Harry then asked, Hermione complied.

"Well where should we head to then?" Hermione asked.

"Let's see," Ron said sarcastically, "If we head left we hit trees, if we head right we hit trees. Pretty much any way we go we will hit trees."

"Very helpful Ronald." Hermione replied just as sarcastically.

"How about a point me spell?" Harry asked, the two other teens nodded. Harry casted the spell his wand pointing straight a head.

"Alright well Hermione would you levitate my aunt?" Harry asked, Hermione nodded and soon the little group was heading straight, North.

They walked for almost an hour until they started to see light, a clearing.

"What's that ahead?" Harry asked.

"I donno. Looks like a house." Ron replied, half right. It was a house but much bigger, a mansion really.

"I wonder who lives here?" Hermione asked.

Harry was gazing at the mansion, colored in almost gold. Even a terrace or two. And he could not but help feel drawn to it, like he belonged here and it wasn't just because of its size.

"Harry what are you doing?" Hermione asked, worried sketched on her face.

But Harry kept moving forward till he stood in front of the large marble looking doors and before he knew what he was doing he placed the point of his wand onto the knocker that was in the shape of a lions head and said, " Harry James Potter wishes entrance." And soon, after a moment the doors moved, providing the lot of them entrance into the mansion.

"Bloody Hell!" was all Ron was able to keep saying, over and over again as they walked into what one would consider the entrance room, Petunia Dursley hovering behind them when the door slammed shut and a soft pop was heard and the next thing Harry knew was he was laying on his back, an enthusiastic house elf, much like Dobby, jumping up and down, hugging his legs.

"Oh Missy is so happy! Master is finally home! Master has finally come home!" the self proclaimed Missy said.

Ron and Hermione had at the noise raised their wands ready for an attack but as the young looking house elf went barmy over Harry, Ron could not help but laugh as Hermione huffed indignantly.

"Um...hi!" Harry said slightly confused as the house elf finally let him up.

"Oh Master you is home! You is home!" Missy said again with great joy she started to sob happily.

"I is been waiting for this day for very long time. When I was but a baby house elf Master James and Lady Lily left with Master baby Harry. And I is taking care of the house waiting for masters to return but older masters died! And now Master is back! Master is home!"

"Um Missy right. Please can you just call me Harry?" Harry said as he saw Hermione grow angrier and angrier.

"Oh Master...Harry is just as great as his parents!" the house elf said hugging the young man again.

"Well," Harry said not sure what else to say, "it is good to be home."

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Missy showed the trio to three different rooms and another room to lay the now sleeping Aunt Petunia. She then showed the trio around the large mansion that was even bigger on the inside then the out side, decorated in true Gryffindor colors, red and gold and different family portraits of past Potters hung through out the whole house, some animated some not.

"Missy go make great Harry Potter and friends lunch!" The house elf said with a pop and was gone, leaving the trio in the master bedroom, Harry's room where Hedwig already waited for them at their arrival.

"We should write to some one and let them know what happened and that we are okay." Hermione said, finding parchment and a quill in the large redwood desk in Harry's room.

"Well Harry it seems we have a home base then." Ron replied as Harry sat on 'his' bed with a deep sigh.

"Harry," Hermione said looking up from her writing, "you know what happened today was not your fault. What happened to your Uncle and cousin wad horrid but do not blame your self!"

"But it is my fault. They attacked while I was there! They where after me!" Harry replied.

"Harry!" Hermione and Ron replied.

"Listen guys maybe you shouldn't join me. I'd never forgive myself if you two go hurt. Look what happens when you're around me! You two could have been killed!" Harry ranted.

"Harry James Potter! We are not leaving you! Even if we did Voldemort would still be after us!" Hermione said.

"She's right mate! My whole family fights against him. And Hermione is muggle born. We're safer if we stick together. Dumbledore told us so!" Ron said, Harry amazed at how much his friend has matured.

"We are in this for good or bad Harry. We're your friend." Hermione said.

"As am I," a voice said from the door way, Petunia Dursley.

"Aunt Petunia!" Harry said, his friends looking at the woman oddly.

"Can we speak alone?" his aunt asked in a whisper.

Harry turned to his friends.

"Well," Hermione said. "I'll finish this letter in my room, Ron come help me." Hermione said, practically dragging the red headed boy out, the snowy owl following.

"Aunt Petunia about Uncle Vernon and Dudley I am," Harry began but his aunt raised her hand, stopping him.

"My sister and her husband where killed because of this mad man as well as my parents. Now my husband and son have been taken from me. Harry you have to understand I did go to Hogwarts, your mother two years under me. When I graduated Hogwarts my parents where killed by that mad man, the man who killed your parents. I swore then I was done with magic." Harry's aunt ranted as if she had held this is for to long, which she had.

"I told your mum, Lily that I was done with it. And that if she left Hogwarts she could live with me and we could have a normal, muggle life, like when we where younger. But she wouldn't. She didn't see it like I did. She saw it as a reason to fight, and maybe she was right but it got her killed. I know you don't like me Harry but I have always loved you, even if I never showed it. I was afraid of you. afraid of loosing you like I lost my parents and like my sister. But I see after all of this I have lost you Harry and...well what I am trying to say is I am sorry."

"I can't promise I understand Aunt Petunia, not fully. And I don't think I could ever fully forgive you. But I can move on. I am sorry though, I'm sorry you had to loose your son and your husband. And I'm sorry you had to take a life." Harry replied.

"I never thought I was capable of killing. I'm surprised that I have yet to be arrested." Petunia replied.

This place has all kinds of wards on it, at least that's what the house elf, Missy says. Any how no one will be arresting you." Harry replied.

"You know you are just like you Mum and Dad Harry. Yes I knew your father, James Potter. And yes you do look a lot like him but you have Lily's eyes. But you also have her heart Harry." Petunia said, walking towards the door.

"I'm sorry but I am tired."

"Good night Aunt Petunia." Harry said.

"Good night, Harry." Petunia said leaving Harry alone, in silence. The boy-who-lived, falling fast asleep.

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