'2 Days until we start Muggle high school,' thought Harry as he sat in the library of the house. The library was his favorite spot in the house cause it was quiet and nice and cozy. It has floor to ceiling shelves filled with tomes and volumes from the Potter, Evans, Black, Boot and Zabini libraries. Harry had been surprised to get a owl from Gringotts two days before his 17th birthday informing him that when he turned 17 he should come to the bank and claim his title as lord to not two but six family lines. Harry had thought it just a joke thinking he was only inheriting the Potter and Black estates, but when he had arrived on August first at the Goblin run bank he found out that his mother Lily was not a muggle born but rather a pure blood. The Evans family line had left Wizarding Britain in the late 1700's due do the line almost completely dying out. The Patriarch at the time had decided that he and his two son's, the last of the Evans family, would leave and go to America. After almost 200 years of inactivity in the magical world people forgot about the family assuming that the last three living members had died. But they hadn't. The father, William Josiah Evans, had died around 30 years after he had left Britain and his youngest son had died before he turned 25. No one new what had been the cause, there wasn't much left of the body to except a few bones with flesh attached to it. The oldest son Osiris Nathaniel Evans had sired one a son and ever since the Evans family had only had one son every generation almost like the Malfoy's. That is until Harry's maternal grandmother had had first Petunia then quite unexpectedly Lily. Then Lily grew up went to Hogwarts, eventually marrying James Edward Potter and having Harry.
Blaise had told Harry that he should be happy to have something over the other pure blood families who looked down on him and called him a 'filthy half blood'. But Harry had expressed that he would rather keep that information between himself and any others they add to their family. Dean had just snickered and said that " Terry, Blaise's Slytherin tendencies are corrupting our Gryffindor Savior." Harry had just smacked Dean playfully over the back of his head and informed him that the Sorting Hat wanted to place him in Slytherin. Terry had dropped the book he had been reading, for new spells and curses for them to learn, on Blaise's foot who had yelled out in pain while glaring at the book.
"Harry?" Harry looked up to see Terry poking his head through the door. The Ravenclaw had obviously been up for a while as he was dressed and had the keys to the Aston Martin in his hand.
"We're ready to go. Blaise said to tell you. Are you feeling alright?" asked Terry. Harry nodded back as he smiled.
He'd forgotten that they were supposed to heading up to Port Angeles for a day of shopping. It was sort of a ritual that Dean did when he lived with his mother. On first of every month he and his mother would go shopping for clothes. While the Thomas's were not rich like Harry, they did have a good income and could live very comfortably and have things most people dream about. Harry thought that Blaise and Dean's mother would get along smashingly when ever they met because he loved to go shopping almost as much as she did. Dean said that his mum isn't a repeat clothes wearer so anything that she had wore during the month was given away to homeless shelters and goodwill centers. Dean however kept all his clothes so that he could have something that he wouldn't mind messing up when he decided to paint.
"I'm fine love, I'll be ready in twenty minutes." he said as he unfolded himself from the armchair he had been sitting in. Harry stretched and walked to the door stopping to give Terry a hug and a kiss on his way up to his room. Blaise was in the kitchen cleaning the dishes from breakfast while Terry went in to put them away. Dean was in Harry's room placing clothes out on the bed for him. Harry took a shower and after a quick drying charm, got dressed and headed down the stairs while pulling his long hair, which was almost to the middle of his back, into a low ponytail and secured it with a simple black tie. The boys were standing at the front door putting their coats on while Terry told them of this store he wanted to go see while they were out. When they boys saw Harry they headed out to the garage and Terry tossed Blaise the keys. " I call shotgun!" said Harry as he raced pass Dean who gave chase. Harry reached the car first, opened the door and jumped in the passenger seat and shut the door just as Dean reached the car. Dean stuck his tongue out at Harry who laughed. As he got in behind Harry he said "I'll get shotgun next time," and poked out his bottom lip as Blaise got in the driver's seat and Terry slid in next to him. Harry turned around, smiled and kissed Dean. "I doubt it Thomas, your rusty from three months without Quidditch training." Dean conceded as Blaise started the car and started down the driveway. "Any word from Seamus?" asked Blaise as Harry pulled out his iPhone 5 and checked his email. " Yeah," replied Harry and began to read aloud the text from their Irish spy" Harry , Things are starting to move. At the Order meeting yesterday Dumbledore asked the Weasley's if they had gone pick you up from Privet Drive. Mr. Weasley said no because they hadn't finished repairing all the damage done to the Burrow from the Death Eater attack in June and were still staying at Number 12. Dumbledore asked Bill, who's back from Egypt now working at Gringotts in Diagon, and Charlie, not sure why or how long he's back, to go to the Dursley's right away and get you. After about 15 minutes they flooed back to the meeting room and Charlie revealed to them that you were gone and the Dursley's didn't know or care where you were but said hopefully you were dead (Dean snorted) and for none of our kind to return to their home with our freakishness. Dumbledore immediately ordered Kingsley Shackelbolt to try to track you down along with Tonks and to keep it quiet that you were missing. Bill has been told to keep and eye and ear out for you at Gringotts. Mad Eye Moody and Charlie are to search wizarding establishments. And Hestia Jones and Emmeline Vance are to scour Muggle Britain. If they begin to search internationally I'll let you know. Good luck mates and keep safe, Seamus."
Silence filled the car as everyone thought over the message. Finally Terry broke the silence.
"It's just a matter of time until they realize we've went abroad."
"Yeah but we've got time. Think about it. They have to search Muggle and Magical Britain for Harry. There are a lot of black haired guys in England. Plus seeing as Harry is of age now they have to keep in mind that he could be using glamours or spells to disguise himself." explained Dean.
"Not to mention with the war the Aurors and Order will be responding to Death Eater attacks, so they're already stretched way too thin." interjected Blaise.
"We'll have to wait and see," said Harry " In the mean time we'll need to step up our training so that when they come…..We'll be ready." The car sped down the road and out of sight headed for Port Angeles.