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VI: Casa De Potter

Harry stepped out of the fireplace and into a large yet cosy living room; it was clean, but not surgically so like the interior of number four Privet Drive. The walls were cream and the carpet and curtains were a muted shade of red. The furniture was simple; three large, comfy looking, sofas with red cushions and a coffee table.

Harry moved away from the fireplace and perched on one of the sofas. The mantle-piece was dotted with picture frames, but it was the large painting hanging on the wall which caught his attention. It was a picture of a large family group; or at least they appeared to be a family. His parents and Robyn were there, standing with a blonde girl of about nine; she resembled Lily but surely if they had another sister he would have been told.

On one side of his family was a group of three; one of whom was Will Black. Will stood between handsome wizard with aristocratic features, softened by the mischievous grin on his face; and a surprisingly familiar woman with hair which was either dark blonde or light brown, he knew her from somewhere, but where?

On the other side was a family of four. Teddy Lupin was standing alongside a tired looking man whose face was scarred, and a pretty blonde woman who held a small girl on her hip. The kid had purple hair which graduated to baby blue towards the end of her pigtails.

It was only now that Harry realized how close Robyn Will and Teddy must be, if their families were all present on this painting. It was entirely possible that the friendship dated back at least one generation. However, further consideration of the painting would have to wait until later as the fire burned green again and his mother stepped out, followed no more than a second later by his father.

"Hey Harry" James grinned at him. "Sorry for the delay, had a couple of Patronuses to send"

"Patron-what?" Harry frowned.

"Honestly James, he was raised by Muggles" Lily shook her head. "What makes you think he knows what a patronus is? Hungry honey?"

This last was aimed at Harry, who nodded. He hadn't eaten since breakfast, and was quite frankly ravenous.

"Ok, I'll go and get started on dinner" Lily smiled heading off towards the door. "Your dad'll show you round"

James led his son out into the large front garden and, with a sweeping gesture of one hand, announced, dramatically.

"Welcome home my son, welcome to Casa de Potter"

"It's not really called that is it?" Harry asked incredulously

James laughed, ruffling Harry's hair, in a way which reminded him painfully of the way his own father used to ruffle his hair. "No; this is just the house we happen to live in, our real family home is a manor down in Cornwall- I grew up there, but your mum prefers something smaller so your gran and grandpa gave us this place as a wedding present. We use the manor for family get-togethers"

"By 'family' do you mean the people in the painting in the living room?" Harry asked

"Smart lad" James clapped him playfully on the shoulder. "Yeah, that would be them- Will and Teddy's dad's Sirius Black and Remus Lupin, have been my best friends since our first year; the brothers I never had. Will's mum, Chloe, was my foster sister from third year onwards."

"So they knew me?" Harry asked, as they walked back into the house, wondering why none of this could have happened in his old world

"Sirius is your Godfather; and Remus your Uncle" James nodded. "We invited them round for tea tonight; so we could celebrate your return together… what's wrong?"

Harry's face had gone white and he appeared to be doing an excellent impression of a rabbit in front of car head lights.

"Harry" James placed a hand on his son's shoulder, making him start violently. "Sorry kiddo, are you alright?"

"Yeah" he nodded. "I guess I'm just a bit overwhelmed, I mean, I only found out that I was a wizard on my birthday; now I've got my parents back, and a massive extended family to meet tonight"

James closed his eyes; he and Lily had just been so excited at getting their little boy back that they hadn't considered that Harry might not be the same bubbly, happy, little guy he had been ten years ago. Whatever the Dursleys had done to him had taken all of the mischief out of him.

"Sorry, your mum and I didn't think; but the Blacks and the Lupins are the greatest people you could ever hope to meet" James put one arm around his son. "Now, sonny-Jim, let's get on with this tour"

Harry sat on the bed in his new room: it was larger than the Master bedroom at number 4 Privet Drive. It was a little boring at present with white walls and the furniture was plain, but his dad had said that they would decorate it for him so it was just the way he wanted it to be. He'd never had that liberty before.

The house consisted of three floors: the ground floor hosted the kitchen, living room, a small library, a bathroom, and James' study. The middle floor, housed four of the bedrooms (the top floor was his parents' room) and the second bathroom. His room was between Robyn's and the other spare. The last room belonged to his cousin, Poppy, whom Harry was looking forward to meeting after she arrived home later on.

Harry couldn't believe how much his life had changed in such a short time. Only this past summer he'd been an unwanted burden, lumped on unwilling relatives. Autumn had brought freedom in the shape of Hogwarts. And now he had been given the one thing he'd always wanted- a loving family.

A sudden knock on the door startled him.

"Yeah?"

His father stuck his head around the door.

"You coming back downstairs?" he asked. "They're here"

Harry nodded and rose. He knew it was irrational but he couldn't help feeling that he was about to be put on show. How many times as he was growing up had he wished to be included in something like this? Why was it that when he was finally being given a chance to socialize with people who were not there to judge him did he suddenly want nothing more than to crawl into a cupboard and hide. Stupid Dursleys.

"You feeling alright?" James asked, narrowing his eyes slightly in concern. "You look pale. Do you want to stay up here?"

'Hell yes' was the immediate response he wanted to give, but he was just being irrational. "No dad, I'm just kinda nervous, I'm coming"

"Good man Harry" James beamed, standing back to allow him to move past his father out of the room.

Ignoring his pounding heart Harry took a steadying breath and began to make his way downstairs to meet the people who made up his admittedly unorthodox extended family.

~V~

That's chapter 6- what did you think?

Sirius and Remus come in in the next chapter and Harry learns more about his past

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