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To the Reviewers:

KDPunk: The Romance comes in when the potters go to Diagon Ally, which is in about 1 or 2 chapters.

Harry-an-Ginny: (cool name) She is younger than harry.

Time and Fate: I guess that was a compliment? LOL.

Flower123: Finally that answer is answered (that can't be good English) in this chapter.

RavensCave: (cool name) I make them short cause I don't have much time on the computer, and from past experience, readers like shorter chapters, if it means I can update more often. There looks will be explained more in this chapter. Thanks for the Review!

Lauren.M.Black: Here's your update.

Now on with chapter... 8! (I had to go look and see what chapter was next LOL)

When Lily, James, and Harry arrived at the Los Angeles airport, they saw no one waiting for them. "Are you sure that you gave her the right time, James?" Lily asked, as she looked out into the crowd.

"I told her 8 pm!" James insisted, dropping his carry on.

"James! It's 6 am here!" Lily said. "There's a time change!"

"A what?" James asked.

"The time changes depending on where you are located in the world." Lily said, rolling her eyes at her husband.

"You don't know about time zones?" Harry asked, looking at his father like he was a complete idiot.

"It must be a muggle thing. They don't exactly teach us about 'Time Zones'." James said.

"It's an everyone thing James." Lily said. "What's Rachelle's number? I'll give her a ring." James pulled the crumpled letter out of his pocket, and handed it to his wife. She took it, and went over to a pay phone, put in a few quarters, and dialed the number that was at the bottom of the letter.

Lily's POV

The phone rang twice before I heard Rachelle's cheerful voice on the other end of the line. "Hey Rachelle! It's Lily, there's been a mix up. James forgot about the time zones, and we're here now." I said.

"I'll be right there Lil's." My best friend said.

"You sure? We could just get a taxi if you tell me your address." I said. She may be my best friend, but I don't want her to go through any trouble just to come and get Harry, James, and me.

"It'll be no problem. I'll be there in 30 minutes." Rachelle says, and I hang up the pay phone. I never understood how Rachelle could always be so perky in the morning.

No one's POV

Thirty minutes later, a bright pink Jeep drove up to the pick up area of the Los Angeles airport. In the drivers seat sat Rachelle Smith. (A/N If your wondering how Sirius could be married to her if she has a different last name, it's cause she kept her maiden name) Her beach blond hair, that was in a perfect pony tail, had a few gray hairs in it. Behind her big white and black sunglasses, her brown eyes twinkled, in only the way a descendant of Dumbledore's could. She had on a pair of black shorts, and a white tank top, that showed off her Californian sun tan, and her lion tattoo on her left shoulder blade. She wore black flip flops, and had a gold ring on her left ring finger. The ring had the Black family crest, and had been the ring that Sirius had given her as her wedding ring.

Rachelle jumped out of her jeep, shouting. "Hey Lil's! James what's up? And you must be Harry." She first hugged her best friend Lily, then James, and finally Harry. She was taller than all the potters, and when she hugged Harry she whispered in his ear, "Tally's really excited but nervous about meeting you!" Which helped calm Harry's nerves. "You can call me Aunt Rachelle if you want. Or just Rachelle if that's more comfortable." Rachelle said, helping the potters put there bags into the jeep. The climbed in with Lily and Harry in the back, and James in the passenger seat.

Soon they were on the highway, and making there way to Star Estates, where Rachelle and Tally's town house was. "Tally was asleep when I left, so I didn't wake her up. There wouldn't be enough room for five people in the Jeep anyways." Rachelle explained. They were pulling up to the driveway of town house number 13 when a small red head girl came screaming out of the town house, followed by a tall Native American girl, and a big black haired brown eyed boy. They were screaming rather loudly, and ran all the way across the street, as a wall of water came pouring out of the doors and windows in all of the first floor. (A/N picture the scene from jumanji when the kids aunt and the cop come up to the house and all the water breaks down the door)

Because I am a mean writer, I will leave you hanging, and let you ponder the possibility's of why water came out of the house the way it did. More tomorrow!