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Chapter 6

Harry stared at his mum, she wanted to talk, what was he to tell her? about how he had grown up, about school, about his conection with voldermort, what? He just looked dumbly at her, hoping to put this conversation off for a day or two, or forever. He let out an exhausted groan and looked up at his mother with her startling green eyes,

'' Dont look at me like that Harry, I invented that look if you hadnt noticed.'' Harry again sighed again, this time a more deflated sigh,

''Okay, but you batter get Dad, 'cause i really hate telling this story,''

Lily nodded her head and went to fetch her husband, he was bleary eyed and dressed in stripped pjamas, but at the sight of his son, his frown imeadiatly turned 'upsie down' as he stood thier beamig,

'' Your mum said you wanted to talk to us?'' James asked rehitorically, Harry but nodded, at that point Sirius walked in, cool as punch, and sat himself down on the bed,

'' I saw James come in here and thought that you either had had a nightmare and needed moral support or you were about to tell your story, which is also apparently a published works and again needed my moral support.'' Sirius explained, Harry smiled gratefully towards his godfather, his melencholy disposition immediatly disapearing,

''Well,'' Harry began, '' When you died i went to live with your very 'accomodating' sister, in which for the first 10 years of my life i was locked into the cupboard under the stairs and forced to live the life a house elf would find trying'' At this first statmnt Lily already looked murderous, but Harry carried on telling his story finding their reactions off putting in someplaces and helpful in others. James had wooped for joy when Harry had gotten into Gryfindor, and had done a celibratory dance when finding out that his son had made seeker in first year,- refusing to believe however that anyone could be better than him at Quiditch. Lily had almost collapsed when learning about Quirrel and was positivly fuming that her son had almost been killed again.

Harrys entrance into the wizarding schosl the second year had caused James to howl in laughter until Harry landed into the Womping Willow, then he had lloked very shifty until Harry had reassured him that he new all about Remus' Lycanthrope problem, James had smiled at this and hugged his son, claiming to be proud of him for been above biggism. Both of Harrys parents just looked shocked at learning that their son is a parselmouth, and wanted to go in and shout at some of Harry's school friends for thire accusations against their son, when Harry mentioned Ginny been taken into the chamber he had bllushed slightly, but as soon as he mentioned the Basalisk, Lily went into over protective mother mode, thretening to take her son out of a school that was so dangerous.

Harry then went on to explain what had happened in the other years of his life, fouth year, and finally last year were both horrendous, but what upset the Potters the most was that thier best friend, whom they trusted more than anyone in the world went to Azkabn, and even stranger escaped, th whole thir year story had choked the family up, from tears of joy, at Harrys nobility, to tears of laughter at Snape benn knocked out.

'' Though who would make him a Professor i'll never know, the greasy git,'' James had said at finding out Snape was a teacher.

Harry soon driffted off to sleep, random thoght buzzing through his head.

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Harry was the first downstairs the next morning, and decided to start breakfast for his family, he had lng believed Ron and Hermione and thier families to be part of thier own, He was soon joined by a rather prett looking Ginny Weasly, wh was wearing hipster jeans and a low cut top, Harry's breath caught when he saw he standing their looking that stunning, many of the thought that he had had the night before had been about this certain red head and now she was standing here in front of him looking stunning. she smiled at him and he smiled back, an awkward silence in the air,

'' Thank you '' Harry finally said.

'' Its me who should be thanking you,'' Ginny said, then looking at what he was doimg sh gasped. '' Put the spatula down ad step away from he spatula''

Harry sirked and cockily replied '' I am isinclined to aquiest your request, and anyway, i know how to cook,'' Ginny just lauged and decided to help him, not trusting hom to not give her food poisoning.

Harry smiled at her, his emerald eyes meeting her hazel ones, happiness radiated off the pair as the gap between them grew smaller and smaller, they were mear milimeters apart, and all of a sudden they weren't. Ginny closed the gap between them, and soon they were stood in the middle of the kitchen kissing. when they broke apart Harry loked down at ginny nevously,

''um Gin doyouwanttogoutoutwithme?'' He blurted out, Ginny having grown up with older brothes immeadiatly consented with a re enactment of their previously shared kiss,unfortunatly, what she did not see was Ron walk in at that exact moment.

''POTTER, WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING, GET YOUR FILTHY HANDS OFF MY BABY SISTER'' He bellowed.