A/N: thank you for waiting it taken me forever to get this out so i hope you like it.

The next few week for Harry was ...interesting, to say the least. Not only was he adjusting to being into a new world, the wizarding world, but Harry was also adjusting to being normal society. Having a place to sleep food to eat, and school, was all so new to him. Then, there was the whole being famous thing. When Dumbledore had told him he really hadn't believed him. But then the letters started to arrive. Apparently after the appearance of the supposedly dead wizarding hero most of the student body had written home to inform there parents they were going to school with The-Boy-Who-Lived. So all the parents had bombarded the ministry asking if it were true, that Harry Potter was alive. Dumbledore had informed the ministry and the press after that, that it was true, but the details weren't being released, and the press were banned form the school. Fred and George told Harry that when they had snuck into Hogsmeade that there were hundreds of reporters outside Hogwarts gate.

After it was confirmed Harry got letters from people all over the wizarding world. It had been quite a sight. Harry had been eating breakfast when the owl post came, it was normal till the owls just kept coming. Swooping and dropping a letter in front of Harry. Harry had been covered in a pile of letter, Fred and Ron had dug him out.

Most were along the lines of "so glad you back Mr. Potter!" , "I always knew it! I did!" And "To powerful to die!...couldn't keep you down!" Some had even sent him packages of stuff, book, clothes, a weeks free stay at the Leaky Cauldron, rare potion ingredients, and Quidditch Quality Supplies sent him a complete Quidditch set including the new Nimbus 2000. To say Harry was overwhelmed was an understatement.

It had been three weeks since then and things were calming down, though the press was still desperate for a picture of him. At the moment Harry, Ron, and Hermione were eating lunch in the Great Hall.

"You needed 1 ½ tsp. Of wormwood you only used 1 that's why it was pink instead of lavender, you just need to read the directions more carefully Ron." Hermione explained to her friend.

"Ya, ya, ok I get it can we please talk about something besides class now? Oh! Have either of you guys seen Scabbers? I haven't seen him for a couple of days, he usually doesn't do that." The red head questioned his friends. Hermione shook her head in reply, not having seen Ron's pet in awhile.

"I'm sure he'll turn up mate," Harry comforted his best friend " he's probably just exploring." Ron nodded not looking entirely sure but returned his attention to his food. Harry was just about to bring up the subject of Professor McGonagall test next Tuesday when a snow white owl flew in with a letter attached to it's leg. The owl landed gracefully in front of Harry. Harry looked to his friends who just shrugged as if to say 'probably more fan mail.' Harry turned back to the owl and petted while taking the letter from it's leg. "Here you are." said Harry as he gave the owl some bacon that he nicked from Ron's plate. Harry opened the letter and read.

Harry-

since tomorrow Saturday you N' your friends can

come for a cup O' Tea? 1 o'clock? The owl is for ya,

she's a late birthday present.

Hagrid

"It's from Hagrid." Harry told them and showed them the letter. Harry had met Hagrid three days after he arrived at Hogwarts. He'd been summoned to Professor Dumbledore's office where he had met the giant man. As soon as he entered he had been scooped up in to a bone crushing hug. Harry not knowing what was going on panicked and Hagrid was blown a crossed the room. After Dumbledore had calmed everyone down they had talked for a while. Hagrid was very emotional, having known Harry's parents and him as a baby, but Harry had grown to like the man.

Harry looked over at Hermione as she spoke. "Wow Harry, the owls yours! She's beautiful."

Harry looked back at Hagrid's letter. "A late birthday present? I don't even know when my birthday is."

"July 31th." Ron replied with out looking up from his Charms book trying to cram in some last minute facts. Harry just stared. Ron after a second realized what had happened and look at Harry his ears going as red as his hair.

"Um...hea, hea...well you know, mum and dad told us all about you, and you know after you 'died' on your birthday there is usually a moment of silence to remember you and your parents ." There was an uneasy silence that filtered between them. cough "um... so what are you gonna name her mate?"

Harry noticing and thanking the change of subject quickly thought of a name from a fairy tale he read long ago. "Hedwig, her name is Hedwig. So you guys up for seeing Hagrid tomorrow?"

"Of corse." was Hermione's reply while Ron just nodded.

The next day the trio made there way down to the gamekeepers cabin, chatting aimlessly as they went.

"Flying lessons! We start flying lessons next week! Isn't great Harry!

Harry smiled at his excited friend. " it's great Ron, though I still can't believe people really fly on broomsticks. I guess muggles get some things right. I just hope I don't make a fool of my self."

"You wont make a fool of your self, it's in your blood." Hermione stated mater-of -factly.

"Hun?"

"Your father was on the house team when he went to school, chaser I believe." Hermione elaborated.

"And you know this how?"the green eyed boy questioned.

Hermione looked to him. "Well I did a lot for reading up on wizarding history before I came to school, and you or your parents are usually mentioned when they talk about You-Know-Who, in one it had a brief bio on your parents and you." Harry was quite for the rest of the walk, while Ron and Hermione bickered at each other. It was still weird that everyone else knew more about him then he did. He was famous before he was two and for look he didn't even remember. And now he was twice as famous because he was The-Boy-Who-Lived-Twice. Harry put his thoughts on hold as the approached the door. Harry quickly ascended the steps and knocked on the door. His knock was quickly followed by a series of loud barks.

"Down Fang! Down! Comn'!"

The next second the door swung open to reveal the towering form of Hagrid. "Well just don't stand there all day. Come in! Come in! Don't worry bout Fang, he's harmless." Hagrid said ushering them in.

"Hello Hagrid, these are my friends, Ron and Hermione." Harry said pointing to each in turn.

Ron was openly staring at the half-giant having only seen him during the crossing of the lake but never up close an in person. Hagrid turned and surveyed the other boy.

"Weasley is it? Knew your parents when they were in school good people they are and of corse I've met your brothers, the twins have served many detentions with me, quite the pranksters they are. Then of corse Percy and Bill. And me and Charlie would talk about dragons, always wanted one you know? Nice people your family."

"Er-thanks?" Then Hagrid turned to Hermione and stuck out his hand.

"What a pleasure it is to meet you, I've heard many of the teaches talk about you, 'best in the class' they say." Hermione smiled shaking his hand, murmuring a thank you. "Now how about some tea?"

Hagrid served them all tea and his home made rock cakes which they hid in the robes when he was not looking so the would not break there teeth. " Thank you for the owl Hagrid, she's beautiful." Harry said sincerely, Hedgwig was his first birthday present and he loved her. "Ah, your welcome Harry, when I saw her I knew she was for meant for ya. Aye! But that's not all I have one more thing for ya." surprised Harry watched as Hagrid rummaged around his cabin looking for the object. With a cry of triumph Hagrid stood up holding a book and walked back to the table and handed it to Harry. " I put it together my self, thought you like to have it."

Harry opened the book to reveal it was a photo album. A photo album full of wizarding pictures of a brown haired man, a red haired woman and a baby. "Is...is this my parents?" Harry asked staring at the picture. Hagrid smiled sadly at the green eyed boy. "Yes that is Lily and James Potter, and of corse that little baby is you."

Harry looked through the book taking in the look of his parents. The next photo was of his mom and his dad dancing at the wedding, twirling and James occasionally dipping his new bride, smiling and laughing the whole time. Harry was speechless, these were his parents! He had never seen them and never thought he would, it was an amazing feeling watching them. He turned the page and the next picture was also at there wedding, four people this time waving at the camera.

First was his mom and next to her was his dad his arm around her waste, his other arm slung around the guy next to him. He was slightly taller the James and had long black hair past his shoulders, he was smiling and waving excitedly, he could have been James brother but as far as he knew his dad didn't have any siblings. Next to the long haired man was a guy the same height as his father, he had tawny hair and amber eyes, and looked very uncomfortable at being in the picture for he kept trying to leave it, but was held in place by the man next to him. But that was not what caught Harry's interest, Harry was staring at the man next to his father.

' It can't be! He's not real!' confused Harry looked up at Hagrid pointing to the man in the picture. "Hagrid who his this?" Hagrid looking at where Harry was pointing got a dark look on his face that he was unsuccessfully trying to hide.

"His name is Sirius Black, he just a school mate of you parents. No one to important." Harry didn't see the looks on his friends faces as Hagrid said that name, he was caught up in the memory of seeing this man.

When Harry had still been at the Dursleys the first time he saw Sirius. Harry thought he was an imaginary friend to make him less lonely. One night after the Dursleys had locked him in his cupboard he fell asleep and found him self in a prison cell. It was cold dark and damp and on a cot on the back wall there was a man crying. It had taken some time but they got to know each other, Harry was desperate for any friend. The man introduced him self as Sirius Black and told him that he was his godfather. Harry always thought it was his way of dealing with why no one ever came for him, to have an excuse that his godfather couldn't come and be with him was because he was locked in prison for something he didn't do. What that something was Harry never knew, Sirius always said he'd tell him when he was older. Sirius had told him of a magic school and witches and wizards who attended, but the were just stories to Harry who knew magic was not real. With all the excitement Harry had forgotten the stories.

Harry again looked at the picture, the man looked like him, he was just younger, cleaner and heathier. Was this man real? Did he have a godfather who cared for him? If he was free he'd have a home. Dumbledore had not told him were he would go over the summer. Sirius had mentioned many times that he wished that he could take care of him that he could take him from the Dursleys, take him of the streets. All these thoughts were overwhelming Harry. Suddenly he stood.

"I'm sorry, ...I ..I have to go." and with that Harry ran from the cabin to the castle clutching the photo album. Harry had run all the way to his dorm ignoring the strange looks he was getting from other student. When he reached his bed he sat and opened the album to the picture he was looking at before.

He had been staring at it for awhile when in the picture Sirius got bored of just waving and tackled the man to his left and started a wrestling match. James was clutching his sides in laughter while Lily tried to look annoyed. But only a moment later threw her arms up in the air in frustration as James jumped in to the fray with his friends. But you could see that even while trying to look mad you could see a smile at the corner of her lips. Harry was pulled out of his thoughts as Ron and Hermione ran into the room.

"Harry what happened? Why did you leave like that? We were worried." Hermione exclaimed.

"Was it the picture of your parents?"Ron asked concerned.

"No. Yes...it's ...complicated, I don't really know yet, do you know anything about Sirius Black?" Ron nodded.

"Ya, he was a big time supported of You-Know-Who, he's in Azkaban for killing 13 people with a single curse. Why you want to know?" Harry opened his mouth to tell them but couldn't, he had no proof and they would probably think he was crazy.

"Never mind, it's nothing. Anyway don't we have a transfiguration test to study for?"

Ron groaned as that set Hermione off.

"Harry was that really necessary?" Ron whined as he was dragged to the common room to study.