Harry stood in front of his new house, it was truly beautiful. On the first floor there was large living room with small library and fireplace. Behind the door was kitchen, perfectly equipped one, with small dining table for four. Straight from the back of the living area were stairs to the second floor which emerged into the corridor. In it were 3 doors. One of them was master bedroom, which was simply masterpiece. Big king-sized bed with two nightstands, one of each side, were centre of the room. There was walk in wardrobe on one side and big beautiful bathroom on the other and right next to the bed, were doors to the balcony from which was perfect view on the ocean and small private beach, also part of property. Bathroom was made in blue and white colours. Bedroom walls were light, warm brown, while furniture was dark nearly black. All in all, it fit together perfectly. Second door led to another bedroom. This one was smaller and in same colours but still nicely equipped and has very homely feeling to it. Third doors led to the study. Large desk and extremely comfortable looking chair were dominating the room, by the walls there were bookshelves ready to fill and in the corner of the room were two armchairs and small coffee table near another fireplace.

Harry finished his tour and went outside in the garden behind the house. It was bigger than house itself and was very well kept. "Someone has obviously been looking after the house, not even house elf would be able to do better" from beck door you went to the platform, there was 8 garden chairs around similar looking table, grill and beach umbrella. Garden furniture, including fence around the platform, were in white color. Garden itself had about 300m, from house to the shore and 100m in width, by the shore was aforementioned private beach. It has small pond with bench overlooking small waterfalls on it. In the back, just by the beach, was small forest and in the center of it was clearing, serving as playground with swings and trampoline.

All in all, it looked amazing, it wasn't very cheap either, about 1,5 million pounds but considering Harry's fortune… money was not a problem.

Harry sat at his table in the study, considering what he should do…

He needed more things, like clothes some food, new car, he learned how to drive 1 year after his marriage but left his car in London.

He needed to find a job, not that he had to work but everybody need something to do and Harry wasn't type to sit home and do nothing,

He needed to take a look around the house, to find out where is nearest shop, what neighbors he had and so on.

So, it wasn't even 20 minutes before Harry went to the nearest house, after he rang a bell it was only few moments before young woman opened the door.

"Hi, how can I help you?" She asked

She could be about 35 years old with blond hair and blue eyes, her face was slightly thinner than you could normally see but it somehow completed her tall and obviously fit figure. She was wearing loose white t-shirt with surfing motive and knee-long purple shorts.

"Hi, I'm harry, Harry Potter and I just wanted to say hello. I'm new owner of the house over there." He said, gesturing to his house.

"Ah, hello. I'm Natalie. GREG COME OVER THERE! WE HAVE A VISIT!" Before he could protest She grabbed him by hand and pulled him into very nice and modern living room. It was somewhat circular shape and included also kitchen and dining area. Suddenly, he realized he sat in comfortable chair, near the fireplace.

Greg appeared to be very strongly built man about forty with brown hair and almost black eyes.

"Hello, I'm Greg, you're going to be new neighbor, right?"

"Yeah, hello! I'm Harry Potter." Answered Harry, while standing up and held his hand before him.

Greg had surprisingly gentle but still firm hold on his hand while shaking it, though Harry had no doubt that if he wanted, he could crush his hand.

"I'm happy to see that we finally have a new face here, Nat was very anxious about who it could be." He smiled and held his wife close.

"We are having a party at Sunday, you could come and meet everyone!" squeaked Nat.

"I... Yeah, sure! I'd like that." Said Harry

"Perfect, Sunday, here, after one o'clock." Said Greg.

"So, tell us about yourself." said Nat, siting with her husband on the other side of coffee table.

"I'm from England, and after finishing school I married… I was 18 and soon realized it's not going to work. Her family took it very badly, it was hard cos I considered them family myself, my parents died when I was young and my relatives took me in, but they weren't fond of me. When I could I was with Weasley's. I decided it wanted change… some new experience, new chance."

"Oh, I'm so sorry about your parents I didn't know, I would never…" "It's ok, really. You couldn't know." Interrupted Harry.

"I moved here, so I could start again."

"I'm glad that you find your new chance." Smiled Nat "And if you need anything, just ask and we'll try to help."

"Thank you, really. I appreciate it. I wanted to ask you where is nearest shop center, you see I didn't packed very much and decided to buy something here."

It was about 4 o'clock in the afternoon when Harry finally leaved Jimson's residence. He was astonished how much they wanted to help. They happily told him where is nearest shop canter, where is best theatre, cinema, sport center, where is good place to look for car and even where to ask for job. They even offered to take him to the city!

All in all, Harry thought he might have found good friends and was really looking forward Sunday.

After short ride by the bus, Harry was in the shop center. It never ceased to amaze him how many shops at one place could be, after war it was really shock when Hermione showed him muggle London, all he knew was few streets around Privet drive.

Harry went to designer clothes shop and bought about small mountain of clothes, but there was a problem, how to get it home?

"Hello, I wanted to ask you, is there a possibility of sending these clothes to my home, I just now realized that I have no way to get home that much thing" Harry grinned sheepishly.

"Well it is indeed possible, but it will be for fee per piece." Said shop assistant behind the counter.

Thanks to Harry's planning whole shopping trip was now about 50 pounds more expensive.

After Harry left the shop in his new clothes, black tight shirt and white jeans completed by Nike trainers. Rest of the clothes are going to be at home tomorrow at eight o'clock, Harry went by bus, hopefully for last time, to car shop that Greg recommended.

It turned out that this "car shop" is one of the biggest in Sydney and there was just about everything, from comfortable family cars to motor bikes and sport cars.

"Hi, what can I do for you today?" asked seller.

He could be about 35 years old with brown hair reaching to his shoulders, he wore black jeans and blue t-shirt with shop's logo. On his name tag was Ollie.

"Well I wanted to look for a car and hopefully drive it away." Said Harry

"Alright that should be possible, depending on what car you chose, some of them are ready for a ride but some are not. What type of car are you looking for?"

"I wanted something fast, something nice, you see I have a new house but my garage is empty!" Grinned Harry.

"Finally! someone who wants a real car!"

That evening Harry got home in brand new, neon orange and white, Ford Mustang. He always wanted to get one, but never actually believed he would be able to get it. Well everybody is, deep inside, a child after all.

Should've been line but…

Harry walked out to the garden and saw his wife sitting by the pond, her favorite spot. He tried many times persuade her that benches are better than sitting on the ground but she could be very persistent.

He walked over and sit behind her, spooning her.

"Nat and Greg said they will have another party next weekend." Said Rose as she leaned into him.

"I still don't understand why are they announcing it to us… it's always same, on Sunday after one o'clock." Chuckled Harry.

"I hope they'll have luck finally."

"Yeah, me too." Said Harry

Rose was referring to Jimson's unsuccessful tries to have a child. It was sad, they both wanted to have a child but it just couldn't happen. Luckily for them there was Zoe, they become auntie Nat and uncle Gregy sooner than they thought possible and were very helpful in the beginning when their younger friends sometimes didn't know what to do about their daughter.

"Do you have any news about Frank and Sam? They are away for quite a long time, it's about two weeks." Harry asked.

"I'm not sure where exactly they are but I've got an e-mail that if we ever wanted nice holiday, then cruise around the world is nice thing."

"You're kidding me, right!? They went to California for one week and end up in the journey around the world?" He almost screamed.

"Yeah! I know… but we must try that sometimes you know?" She started sentence laughing but ended deadly serious.

"I think I'm going to have VERY long talk with the two of them, they are spoiling you!"

"And what do you plan to do about that?" Rose challenged.

He bent slightly so his mouth was just by her ear, drew her closer and whispered "Make sure it's me who's spoiling you."

She turned around and leaned to him so their noses where touching. "Good answer, husband of mine!" She said and kissed him. He lied down on the ground, pulling her with him and deepened the kiss. She moaned and run her hand through his already messy hair. Harry was too busy grabbing and holding her ass more tightly than strictly necessary to notice though.

Unfortunately, they were interrupted by sound of their daughter's laughter.

When their faces separated they saw Zoe running and Hedwig flying behind her occasionally colliding in her beck in gentle, playful way.

"I think it's time to get up, as much as I don't want to. I still have some paperwork to do." Said Harry.

"Yeah, I need to go shopping too, should I take Zoe with me?" Asked Rose.

"Would you? You know how she can be when alone outside." Smiled Harry

"Sure. ZOE!" when she was sure her daughter's attention was on them, she asked. "WILL YOU GO SHOPPING WITH ME!?"

"Yeah! Will we buy some sweets?"

"Only if you'll leave me some when you get home" said Harry.

It was almost week later when they were all walking to the Jimson's residence.

"Mummy do you think Josh will be there?" Asked Zoe.

"I'm sure about that, you know that he wouldn't miss possibility of spending day with his favorite kid."

Josh was son of Frank and Sam, slightly older couple, both were about 45, who were currently enjoying world tour. He was adult so there was no need for him to go with his parents on holiday. Especially when it was never sure when you'll get home given their impulsive behavior and no need to work.

When they went straight to the garden, which was unlike Potter's accessible also from the front site of the property, they were greeted with very loud HELLO! From everyone.

There was, of course, Nat and Greg, then Josh and his girlfriend Sarah and Tom with his wife Amy and Children Marry, and Gerry who both are Zoe's classmates in school.

"Josh!" Screamed Zoe, while Josh was always popular between children and vice versa he and Zoe were joined at the hip, he was another uncle in all but blood.

Josh was only a bit younger then Rose, being 23 with blond hair as his father and brown eyes his mother have.

His girlfriend who was popular with children almost as much as he was, had blue eyes, slim figure and shoulder-length green hair, piercing in her eyebrow and tattoo of lion on her back. Needless to say. Josh's parents were very uncomfortable with their son's girlfriend but over more than two years long relationship they come to love her as daughter they never had, there were no doubts in the group of friends that two of them will eventually become husband and wife.

"Hi little demon! How are you?"

"Perfect, I have new superhero figure… you wanna see it?" She all but shouted.

"Sure I want, let's go to play though… we'll let these boring adults to their boring businesses right."

"YEAH!" Was battle cry of three children, the others never seen them in next two hours.

Rest of the Potters sat down and greeted their friends properly. "How is your cafe doing?" Asked Tom from chair on the side of the terrace. was holding his wife, Amy, around her waist while she sat on his lap.

They were both quite tall, over 1.80m Tom had black hair which his children were owners of as well. While his wife was blond with heir reaching to the middle of her back. Both had green eyes almost as bright as Harry's.

"Good, I must say I was little surprised when there was so much people and had trouble buying more chairs and supplies in time but we managed." Smiled Harry.

They recently opened another cafe… this was their second and both were very successful.

It was already evening when he was carrying sleeping Zoe in his arms while heading home, yeah it was much better than his life back in England, he had friends, family successful job and Happy life.

AN: Hi there!

I know! Yeah. It took me more than week to finish this, but I have excuse: originally, I thought about posting this on Friday, maybe Saturday… I think we all can agree that Deadpool 2 is more important than writing fanfiction so Friday is off. On Saturday I was also uncapable of posting this, you see, my city has 750 years anniversary and there was a lot of concerts and stuff like that all weekend. I spent about 8 hours out there and get home past midnight.

Next chapter will be out next weekend… I promise.

Btw.: you'll soon find out that my promise is not very reliable :D