Authors note
Yo, people. Yes I know that I said I would not post until I got
ten reviews but I am very bored so I decided to write. Thank
you Maya and Rachel who actually reviewed for me so I know at
least SOMEONE is reading my stories! Oh.. And for those of you
who are wondering- yes I am changing Harry's age to sixteen.
Twelve just wasn't working (this will be apparent in later
chapters! Tee-hee)
Chapter 3 A Bit of a Change
Harry blinked with surprise. His godfather back from the dead was one thing, but back from the dead and married? This was really going to take some getting used to- especially since he didn't even know that Arwen existed until today. She was beautiful, and looked as though she hadn't aged since twenty. As she came over and sat down, he saw something in her eyes that he recognized sorrow.
"When I saw Sirius's picture of you I felt as though I was looking at James again, but with Lily's eyes. You will probably get tired of hearing this but you look exactly as I imagined."
"Is there any way of brining my parents back?" He asked, thinking of how she brought back Sirius.
But she just gave a small smile and shook her head. "I am afraid not. If there was I guarantee you I would have done it already. Everyone knows that Lillian Evans was a kindhearted, gentle person. What they do not know is how she saved a drowning girl on her first day of school."
"My mum saved someone from dying?"
"Kind of. That girl was me. I didn't' know anyone and no one would speak to me because not only was it the sixth year, but it was three weeks in. She walked up to me and invited me to sit with her and her friends. When I first went to Hogwarts, I thought that my life was over. In a way, she saved me."
"I thought you said she saved someone from drowning," said Harry, completely perplexed.
"I was drowning in misery, if you must know," said Arwen, standing up. "Now then, let's have a bit of breakfast before we go and set your room, and certainly before everyone gets here. What would you like?"
"Erm... I dunno."
Arwen made a tutting noise and strode over to the stove to make, apparently, eggs and bacon. When she was finished the rest of Harry's belongings had found their way into the kitchen and he, Harry, was having toast and catching up on things with his godfather.
"There you are! Now tuck in and we'll go upstairs and find you a room."
"I'm to be living here?"
"Yup."
He had never in his life expected an elf to say 'yup', but then again, he had never expected to find one that was cooking eggs over-easy and Canadian bacon for breakfast, either. Arwen was clearly not your average elf.
After breakfast, he, Sirius, and Arwen trooped upstairs with Harry's stuff to look for a room. While Harry and Sirius rested, panting, at the top of three flights of stairs, Arwen went from door to door, apparently reading names off of them, only a few of which he knew.
"Let's see.. Hobbits rooms.no, no, no, not those. Oh, what about these. Hmmm. Weasly family rooms. definitely not. Visito- Oh, here it is! Harry Potter."
"Arwen?"
"Mmm?"
"I thought you said I would be choosing a room."
"Well, it's the same place, but we can arrange it any way you want. The bathroom is at the right end of the hall. Here's the key. Just put it in the lock and whisper your name- FULL name, mind. Not just 'Harry Potter'. If you need anything at all- just give a yell. Not too loud, of course. Or send one of the portraits to find me. Okay?"
"I guess so. But what should I call you?"
"Arwen is fine. And dinner is at six o clock, don't be late."
"Alright."
"Don't get hurt while I've got my back turned, now. Sirius says you have a knack for attracting trouble- so don't go looking for it. And believe me, there's plenty of it in this house."
"I don't go looking for trouble, trouble finds me!"
Arwen laughed. "You sound just like Sirius and James at your age! I wouldn't be surprised if that was their motto. See you in a bit!'
"Yeah. Right." Harry looked questionably at the door. It was old and battered, and a tarnished plaque said 'Harry Potter' on it. "Well, I guess this is my room. Here goes nothing- Harry James Potter." He whispered as he turned the key. The lock clicked and the door swung open. Harry blinked.
He was staring a room that was so attuned to what he would like a room to be that he almost didn't believe it. There was a four poster bed between two windows. It had dark teal draperies and covers, and the windows had blue-green curtains. There was a pale cream carpet with a blue carpet by his bed. Beside the door was a large desk with plenty of quills and ink- along with several books that Sirius obviously thought he might like. There was a dresser on his right, and a closet on his left. There was also a shelf above the desk that was empty. A note on the desk from Sirius said-
Dear Harry,
Hope you like your room- we can change any of it if you like. You
can add anything you want merely by saying the thing out loud. This
room works much like the room of requirement at Hogwarts so if you
need anything just say so. There are a few things it can't do. If
cant change the placement of the windows and the door, nor can it
change any of the furniture- it can move them around, of course,
but nothing else. The closet is enchanted, as is the dresser, to
fix any rips or tears, but it doesn't do laundry. (Much as Arwen
wishes it would)So if something needs fixing, just put it back in.
Also- there are drawers under your bed. Each is the equivalent of
three drawers- so simply say "Drawer one" or two or three- to
recover the items. Hope you like it.
-Sirius
Harry grinned- of course he liked the room. How couldn't he? And moreover, how did Sirius know that teal and blue were his favorite colors? He dragged his trunk to the foot of the bed and opened it. He would leave his dad's invisibility cloak in here- along with the Marauders map. Grinning, he unpacked his school robes and began hanging them in the closet.
Bang, bang, bang.
"Harry! Harry open UP!"
Bang, bang, bang.
"Harry! Sirius and Lupin BOTH said you're up here and - oh, hi Harry."
"You couldn't have been a little quieter could you? Hullo, Ron! When did you get here?"
"Fifteen minutes ago- I already 'set up' my room. So mum sent me to help you set up yours. This is great isn't it?"
"You guys live here too? Whatever happened to the burrow?"
"We sold it."
"WHAT!"
"Yeah, anyway we live here now. The "Weasley family" door is enchanted. It leads to a room a bit like the Gryffindor common room- 'cept its our 'main room' then there's a stairway on one side and a door on the other-the door leads to a small kitchen- and up the stairway is a hallway with our rooms off it. Me, Ginny, Fred, George (they've got separate rooms with a connecting door), Charlie, Bill and his fiancé, Mom an-"
"BILL AND HIS FIANCE!!"
"Yeah, he and Fleur are getting married in December," Ron informed him. "Anyway, Mom and Dad, and there's a room for Percy, but he's not here yet. Oh and there's four bathrooms- one for mum and dad, one for me and Ginny, one for Fred and George and Charlie, and then one for Bill and Fleur. Its great having a nice place for once. And what with Lupin and Rosethorn right next door-"
"Who's Rosethorn?"
"Lupin's wife. Any way and Hermione's right down the hall, so"
"Okay, who else has gotten married and no one bothered to tell me."
"Just Hagrid and Madame Maxime.'
"AHHHHH!!!"
"Yeah, I know. They're somewhere in France. Oh and there's a kind of 'kids room' down the hall, it's like our common room except its got all sorts of games and such."
"So who else has been inducted into the order while I was away?"
"Quite a few. There's Eowyn, Aragorn, Elnrod (He's Arwen's Father), Legolas (another elf), Gimli (he's a dwarf), plus Merry, Pippin, Sam and Frodo."
"Who're they?"
"Hobbits."
"WHAT?"
"They're like us but they age a lot slower and they're only about three feet tall."
"Wow."
"Utterly. Then there's Rosethorn, Lark, Niko, Frostpine, Moonstream, and Crane, also Briar, Daja, Tris, and Sandry. And their students- but they're not on the order. Briar and the others are our age- but they're accredited mages so they're allowed on the order. Fred and George are on the order now too- they've set up tables at their shop and serve safe food and drink. Then they've extendable ears attached to self-writing quills upstairs so they hear every word of gossip. Even Malfoy went in there once."
"They allowed him?"
"They say they'll let anyone into they're shop. They say that if Lord Voldemort himself came in - provided he wasn't trying to kill them or any of they're customers, they'd treat him like a regular customer. But they've got separate sides of the room for people on different sides of the war. But they hear everything - I swear they do."
"Must be interesting and will you please stop bouncing on my bed? I'm TRYING to put stuff in these drawers, you know." Harry said after being kicked for about the fifth time without his best friend even noticing.
"Sorry, mate."
"That's okay. Well- I think I'm done. Who's for a game of chess?"
"Ohhh. you've got to see the chess set they've got in the kids room- c'mon!"
Grinning, Harry followed Ron out of his new room and down the hall of his new house.
Chapter 3 A Bit of a Change
Harry blinked with surprise. His godfather back from the dead was one thing, but back from the dead and married? This was really going to take some getting used to- especially since he didn't even know that Arwen existed until today. She was beautiful, and looked as though she hadn't aged since twenty. As she came over and sat down, he saw something in her eyes that he recognized sorrow.
"When I saw Sirius's picture of you I felt as though I was looking at James again, but with Lily's eyes. You will probably get tired of hearing this but you look exactly as I imagined."
"Is there any way of brining my parents back?" He asked, thinking of how she brought back Sirius.
But she just gave a small smile and shook her head. "I am afraid not. If there was I guarantee you I would have done it already. Everyone knows that Lillian Evans was a kindhearted, gentle person. What they do not know is how she saved a drowning girl on her first day of school."
"My mum saved someone from dying?"
"Kind of. That girl was me. I didn't' know anyone and no one would speak to me because not only was it the sixth year, but it was three weeks in. She walked up to me and invited me to sit with her and her friends. When I first went to Hogwarts, I thought that my life was over. In a way, she saved me."
"I thought you said she saved someone from drowning," said Harry, completely perplexed.
"I was drowning in misery, if you must know," said Arwen, standing up. "Now then, let's have a bit of breakfast before we go and set your room, and certainly before everyone gets here. What would you like?"
"Erm... I dunno."
Arwen made a tutting noise and strode over to the stove to make, apparently, eggs and bacon. When she was finished the rest of Harry's belongings had found their way into the kitchen and he, Harry, was having toast and catching up on things with his godfather.
"There you are! Now tuck in and we'll go upstairs and find you a room."
"I'm to be living here?"
"Yup."
He had never in his life expected an elf to say 'yup', but then again, he had never expected to find one that was cooking eggs over-easy and Canadian bacon for breakfast, either. Arwen was clearly not your average elf.
After breakfast, he, Sirius, and Arwen trooped upstairs with Harry's stuff to look for a room. While Harry and Sirius rested, panting, at the top of three flights of stairs, Arwen went from door to door, apparently reading names off of them, only a few of which he knew.
"Let's see.. Hobbits rooms.no, no, no, not those. Oh, what about these. Hmmm. Weasly family rooms. definitely not. Visito- Oh, here it is! Harry Potter."
"Arwen?"
"Mmm?"
"I thought you said I would be choosing a room."
"Well, it's the same place, but we can arrange it any way you want. The bathroom is at the right end of the hall. Here's the key. Just put it in the lock and whisper your name- FULL name, mind. Not just 'Harry Potter'. If you need anything at all- just give a yell. Not too loud, of course. Or send one of the portraits to find me. Okay?"
"I guess so. But what should I call you?"
"Arwen is fine. And dinner is at six o clock, don't be late."
"Alright."
"Don't get hurt while I've got my back turned, now. Sirius says you have a knack for attracting trouble- so don't go looking for it. And believe me, there's plenty of it in this house."
"I don't go looking for trouble, trouble finds me!"
Arwen laughed. "You sound just like Sirius and James at your age! I wouldn't be surprised if that was their motto. See you in a bit!'
"Yeah. Right." Harry looked questionably at the door. It was old and battered, and a tarnished plaque said 'Harry Potter' on it. "Well, I guess this is my room. Here goes nothing- Harry James Potter." He whispered as he turned the key. The lock clicked and the door swung open. Harry blinked.
He was staring a room that was so attuned to what he would like a room to be that he almost didn't believe it. There was a four poster bed between two windows. It had dark teal draperies and covers, and the windows had blue-green curtains. There was a pale cream carpet with a blue carpet by his bed. Beside the door was a large desk with plenty of quills and ink- along with several books that Sirius obviously thought he might like. There was a dresser on his right, and a closet on his left. There was also a shelf above the desk that was empty. A note on the desk from Sirius said-
Dear Harry,
Hope you like your room- we can change any of it if you like. You
can add anything you want merely by saying the thing out loud. This
room works much like the room of requirement at Hogwarts so if you
need anything just say so. There are a few things it can't do. If
cant change the placement of the windows and the door, nor can it
change any of the furniture- it can move them around, of course,
but nothing else. The closet is enchanted, as is the dresser, to
fix any rips or tears, but it doesn't do laundry. (Much as Arwen
wishes it would)So if something needs fixing, just put it back in.
Also- there are drawers under your bed. Each is the equivalent of
three drawers- so simply say "Drawer one" or two or three- to
recover the items. Hope you like it.
-Sirius
Harry grinned- of course he liked the room. How couldn't he? And moreover, how did Sirius know that teal and blue were his favorite colors? He dragged his trunk to the foot of the bed and opened it. He would leave his dad's invisibility cloak in here- along with the Marauders map. Grinning, he unpacked his school robes and began hanging them in the closet.
Bang, bang, bang.
"Harry! Harry open UP!"
Bang, bang, bang.
"Harry! Sirius and Lupin BOTH said you're up here and - oh, hi Harry."
"You couldn't have been a little quieter could you? Hullo, Ron! When did you get here?"
"Fifteen minutes ago- I already 'set up' my room. So mum sent me to help you set up yours. This is great isn't it?"
"You guys live here too? Whatever happened to the burrow?"
"We sold it."
"WHAT!"
"Yeah, anyway we live here now. The "Weasley family" door is enchanted. It leads to a room a bit like the Gryffindor common room- 'cept its our 'main room' then there's a stairway on one side and a door on the other-the door leads to a small kitchen- and up the stairway is a hallway with our rooms off it. Me, Ginny, Fred, George (they've got separate rooms with a connecting door), Charlie, Bill and his fiancé, Mom an-"
"BILL AND HIS FIANCE!!"
"Yeah, he and Fleur are getting married in December," Ron informed him. "Anyway, Mom and Dad, and there's a room for Percy, but he's not here yet. Oh and there's four bathrooms- one for mum and dad, one for me and Ginny, one for Fred and George and Charlie, and then one for Bill and Fleur. Its great having a nice place for once. And what with Lupin and Rosethorn right next door-"
"Who's Rosethorn?"
"Lupin's wife. Any way and Hermione's right down the hall, so"
"Okay, who else has gotten married and no one bothered to tell me."
"Just Hagrid and Madame Maxime.'
"AHHHHH!!!"
"Yeah, I know. They're somewhere in France. Oh and there's a kind of 'kids room' down the hall, it's like our common room except its got all sorts of games and such."
"So who else has been inducted into the order while I was away?"
"Quite a few. There's Eowyn, Aragorn, Elnrod (He's Arwen's Father), Legolas (another elf), Gimli (he's a dwarf), plus Merry, Pippin, Sam and Frodo."
"Who're they?"
"Hobbits."
"WHAT?"
"They're like us but they age a lot slower and they're only about three feet tall."
"Wow."
"Utterly. Then there's Rosethorn, Lark, Niko, Frostpine, Moonstream, and Crane, also Briar, Daja, Tris, and Sandry. And their students- but they're not on the order. Briar and the others are our age- but they're accredited mages so they're allowed on the order. Fred and George are on the order now too- they've set up tables at their shop and serve safe food and drink. Then they've extendable ears attached to self-writing quills upstairs so they hear every word of gossip. Even Malfoy went in there once."
"They allowed him?"
"They say they'll let anyone into they're shop. They say that if Lord Voldemort himself came in - provided he wasn't trying to kill them or any of they're customers, they'd treat him like a regular customer. But they've got separate sides of the room for people on different sides of the war. But they hear everything - I swear they do."
"Must be interesting and will you please stop bouncing on my bed? I'm TRYING to put stuff in these drawers, you know." Harry said after being kicked for about the fifth time without his best friend even noticing.
"Sorry, mate."
"That's okay. Well- I think I'm done. Who's for a game of chess?"
"Ohhh. you've got to see the chess set they've got in the kids room- c'mon!"
Grinning, Harry followed Ron out of his new room and down the hall of his new house.