Harry stumbled out of the fireplace, speechless at the sight before him. Potter manor was huge. The living room was beautifully furnished, with a large window overlooking a quidditch pitch the same size as the one at Hogwarts.
"Wow," gasped Ginny, as she fell out of the fireplace and landed on the floor beside Harry. "Harry, your house is awesome!"
Hermione landed directly on top of Ginny, who received a large scratch from Crookshanks.
"Ouch!" screamed Ginny. "Stupid cat, get off me!"
"Maybe we should get up before the others come through," suggested Hermione.
The two made to get up, but Ron and Charlie, holding Pig between them, fell on the two girls.
"What are you two doing, sitting in front of the fireplace!" exclaimed Ron.
"Trying to get up, you useless lump, now move!" yelled Ginny.
The four of them got up and moved before the twins came through. Both of them gracefully stepped out of the fireplace and waked over to everyone.
"How do you do that?" asked Ginny, staring at them in disbelief.
"Do what?" asked George.
"You didn't fall getting out of the fireplace!" said Charlie. "How'd you do it?"
"Ah, that is for us to know and for you to find out," answered Fred, grinning evilly.
Pretty soon, the Weasleys, Hermione, Harry, Lupin and Dumbledore were all gathered in the living room.
"Harry, this place is beautiful," said Hermione.
"Yes, it is," agreed Mrs. Weasley.
"Would you like to take a tour?" asked Dumbledore. "Bring you trunks; we can drop them off on the way."
The first stop was Harry's parent's bedroom. It was almost as large as the living room, and just as beautiful. The walls were a deep scarlet and the furniture and curtains were gold. It reminded Harry pleasantly of the Gryffindor common room.
"You can stay in this room Harry, since it was your parents," said Dumbledore, taking his trunk and Hedwig's cage and placing them at the foot of the bed.
Harry wanted to stay and explore the bedroom, but he followed everyone into the next bedroom. It was painted royal blue and had a door connecting it to Harry's parents' room. There was a crib in the centre of the room, and Harry realized that this must have been his room when he was little. There was a rocking chair next to the crib with a pink sweater draped over it.
That must have been my mother's sweater, thought Harry, feeling his eye's fill with tears. He quickly wiped them away, hoping no one had noticed. Hermione had though, and she looked at him sadly.
"Can I stay in this room, please?" asked Ginny.
"I don't know if that would be appropriate," said Mrs. Weasley. "It's connected to Harry's room."
"I promise I wouldn't sneak into his room," Ginny pleaded. "I just really like this room; it's so nice and peaceful."
"Well, alright," said Mrs. Weasley. "But you two had better behave!"
The Weasley brothers gave Harry very dangerous looks. Harry met their gaze, and they nodded, deciding that Harry would be trustworthy.
Hermione chose the next room, which was a beautiful shade of pink and had a great view of the lake behind Potter Manor.
Ron chose the room next to Hermione's. It was emerald green and had a CD player in it.
"What's that?" asked Ron, pointing to the CD player in the corner.
"It plays music Ron," answered Hermione. "I'll teach you how to use it."
"Music comes out of the box?" asked Ron, looking at the CD player with interest.
"Yes Ron, it's a muggle thing," said Hermione. "Harry's mother was muggle-born."
Mr and Mrs. Weasley's room was pale yellow, and had a big screen TV.
"A tellyvision!" exclaimed Mr Weasley excitedly. "Look, it even comes with one of those button things!"
"A remote," said Hermione.
"Right, that's what it is," he said. "Oh, I'm going to have lots of fun with this!"
Mrs. Weasley groaned.
Once everyone had chosen their rooms, they went downstairs to look at the kitchen.
"Oh this is lovely," said Mrs. Weasley. "Look at all these recipe books! And all the fancy cooking supplies, oh I can't wait to start cooking!"
Charlie opened the fridge and pulled out an extremely mouldy, smelly block of cheese.
"I don't think it's good anymore," he commented, throwing it back into the fridge.
"I'll have to clean that out," said Mrs. Weasley. "And all of you are going to help me clean this house, you hear me?"
The Weasley children, Harry and Hermione all nodded, not looking forward to the job ahead of them.
"I suppose I should be going," said Remus. "It is getting late, you know."
"Yes, I should be off too," said Dumbledore. "Goodnight to all of you."
They all said their goodbyes and Dumbledore and Remus disapparated.
Everyone in Potter Manor stayed up until midnight drinking hot chocolate and talking to each other about nothing in particular.
"So much has happened today," commented Hermione. "It seems like ages since we woke up at the Burrow."
"Yeah, I'm exhausted," said Ron, yawning loudly. "I'm going up to bed."
"Me too," agreed Ginny, getting off the couch and stretching. "Anyone else?"
Everyone decided to go to bed since it was late and they were so tired. They all finished their hot chocolate and headed upstairs to bed.
"Goodnight Ginny," said Harry, when they reached his bedroom door.
"Goodnight Harry," she replied. "Are you alright? This must be emotional for you, since it was your parents' house and all."
"I'm fine," he lied. "I love you."
"I love you too," said Ginny.
They kissed each other good night and went into their separate rooms.
When Harry got into his room he did not go to sleep though. He opened his parents' closet, wondering what he might find.
What he found shocked him. There, looking right at him, was a portrait of his parents. And they weresmiling at him.
"Harry, is that you?" asked his mother, looking at him hopefully.
A/N: I'm going to leave you at a bit of a cliff hanger here. I will try to update on Friday, but I won't be able to update Thursday because I'm leaving the house at 6:30 in the morning and I won't be home until the next day. Please review!