Here comes Harry!

Full Summery: Nikky led a normal life as your normal HP fan during her summer before her senior year. But what if everything she ever read is true, and now she is the only one who can help The Chosen One find what he needs to defeat Voldemort for good? Can Nikky really help "the Chosen One remember and make Dark Lord forget?"

Disclaimer: Not Mine

Taquitos….

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THE STRENGTH OF A MUGGLE

Chapter 6: The Real Harry Potter

The real Harry Potter didn't entertain Nikky for long, for when the different foods placed lovely portions on her plate she realized how hungry she was. Val was already munching away.

Once every one was done eating, the girls went up to and Val would be shaing a room Amy, Lily and Juliette. They climbed up the stairs until they came to a hall. Lily opened the second door on the left.

It was a huge room with five four poster beds arranged across the left wall. Nikky saw the two closest to the door had hers and Val's things on them. Nikky felt something brush her leg and started for a moment, until she saw it was merely a pretty little tortoise-shell cat.

"There you are, Brittany," Amy said, scooping the cat up in her arms. "You naughty kitty, hiding like that. You haven't done anything bad have you?"

"Maybe she ate Desmond," Juliette said, eyeing Lily.

Lily glared at her cousin. "Not funny Juliette." She trotted over to the bed next where Nikky's stuff lay. Lily reached under it and pulled out a large box with holes in it. She peered through a top hole. "Nope, he's fine," Lily said cheerfully. She eyed Juliette evilly as Amy rolled her eyes. Lily opened the box.

"Lily," Juliette panicked. "Don't…don't you…."

"But I want Nikky and Val to meet him," Lily teased. Juliette took a few steps back and stared in horror. Val leaped behind Nikky as Lily pulled out a common garden snake.

"Put it back, Lily!" Juliette shrieked.

"Oh, awesome," Nikky said, walking to the girl with the snake, leaving Val and Juliette to fend for themselves. "I've always wanted a snake, but-," Nikky stopped. The reason she was never allowed a snake was because her mother had feared them. She suddenly felt she didn't want one so bad after all.

Lily cleared her throat, noticing Nikky's tone change. "Dad said I could keep him if I could keep him under control. Luckily," she turned to the snake and began to speaking in hisses and spits. Nikky knew she was speaking Parseltongue.

"I inherited my dad's second language," Lily said, stroking the snaked lovely emerald scales.

"You know I hate it when you talk to it like that!" Juliette said, flinching.

"But he loves you so much, Juliette," Lily insisted, rising. "In fact," she approached Juliette slowly. "He wants you to give him a big kiss!"

As the snake was pushed into Juliette's face, she gave a terrified scream and fled to the corner in a ball. Lily laughed.

"Oh, put him away, Lily," Amy insisted. Lily sighed.

"Fine, break the poor reptile's heart." She spoke to the snake in Parseltongue again before placing it back in the box, and the box under the bed. It was obvious that Lily had taken a bit of Weasley and Harry's father, James, into her.

Juliette composed herself and walked over to a large cage where a snowy owl sat. Nikky followed her, in awe of the radiant bird.

"This is Melinda," indicated Juliette. "And she's a much nicer and efficient animal than that filthy thing."

"Desmond is not a thing," protested Lily.

"She's beautiful," Nikky gasped. She looked at a pouting Lily, "but I like Desmond, too."

Lily threw a smirk at Juliette. Juliette gave a frown. Amy had been rummaging in her trunk. She tossed each girl a Chocolate Frog. Val opened hers, jumped when the frog hopped then settling like a normal candy, and then refused to eat. Nikky knew it was just a spell and gladly ate Val's and her own. Val looked like she might vomit.

"You really are a weird Muggle, Nikky," observed Lily.

"Yeah, it took forever to get Juliette to eat one of those," Amy added.

"Reptiles are not my forte," Juliette said to Nikky and Val.

"Frogs are amphibians," Val informed. Nikky laughed at Juliette face.

The door opened and all the girls looked at it. It was Ginny. "Harry wishes to see you, Nikky," Ginny said. "The rest of you, bed!"

Nikky looked at Val, giving her a look that begged her not to be difficult. Val rolled off Amy's bed and walked over to her bed. Nikky sighed with relief as she left the room.

Ginny led Nikky down to the end of the hall to two large double-doors.

"Go on in," Ginny said. "Jem's in there, too." She walked away, her ed hair flowing behind her. Nikky watched Ginny go then turned to the door. She turned the handle down and entered a large master bedroom. The bed was decked in scarlet and gold (typical), as was just about everything else.

Across the way was a writing desk, where Harry sat, scribbling something on a piece of parchement. He handed it to a tawny owl, which flew out the opened window. At Harry's side was Jem, looking like such a younger version of him, excepting the hair and eyes. Nikky stood and stared, shutting the door. Harry caught her gaze, as did Jem.

"Damn Ministry won't leave me alone," Harry said cheerfully. "You think after so many years they'd get the hint, eh?"

Nikky grinned. Age had treated Harry well. He was much nicer more happy than the Harry Potter Nikky had read about.

"Come on, I'm not dangerous," Harry drew a chair with his wand. "Well, unless you're a Deatheater."

Nikky grinned some more, but thought now if maybe age had made Harry a bit crazy.

"You've met my son, haven't you, Nikky?" Harry said, pointing at the boy with his wand.

"Not really, sir," Nikky answered frankly.

"Well, Jem, introduce yourself to the girl," Harry beckoned his son. Jem rolled his eyes.

"Jeremy Potter," Jem said, holding out his hand. Nikky took it.

"Nikky Baylor," she said.

"Ow!" Jem pulled his hand away. "God, woman, what's with the death grip?"

"I'm from Texas," was Nikky's answer. Harry snickered.

"Anyway, back to business," Harry said, replacing his wand at his side. His green eyes met Nikky's blue. "How much do you know about me?" he asked point blank.

Nikky swallowed and wove the information she knew together. She told it generally. Harry knew the details so Nikky decided that he didn't need them.

"Ah, a good memory," Harry said proudly, sending off another owl – a grey one. "Something I don't possess. That's why I got myself a Pensieve. I'm sure you know what that is."

Nikky nodded.

However, you've only mentioned what happened btwn my 1st and 6th years," Harry added, folding his arms on the desk.

"the seventh book hasn't come out yet," Nikky said.

"I didn't think it would be this hard on her," Harry said sadly, leaning back in his chair. "Poor Joan, she can't find it in herself to finish it. she had thought by my seventh year…this would be over."

"Well, Dad, it's not your fault," Jem comforted his father.

"No, I guess not," Harry his head and stared at the ceiling. "Some things just don't go the way we plan." He straightened up and turned back to Nikky. "do you have them with you?"

"Yes, sir."

"Where are they?"

"They're in my room," Nikky answered, not really thinking of the books at all. She was too preoccupied on how the father and son stared at her so.

"You shouldn't leave them unprotected for too long, Nikky," Harry told her calmly. "You may not think something could happen, but that's when it does."

Nikky wasn't really sure what he meant, but nodded. The bools were her responsibility. The needed to be protected constantly.

"Now I'm sure you have some questions for me," Harry said, looking quite expectant. "I'll let you ask a few, but then it's off to bed."

Nikky grinned again. She realized who Harry's current attitude was reminding her of.

"So…uh," Nikky began, really unsure of where to begin, "what are you doing now?"

"I'm an Auror, of course," harry replied proudly. "Of course, I've mostly been focusing on the…" He trailed of and looked at Nikky.

"The Horcruxes?" Nikky finished.

"Right," Harry said, looking relieved that she knew. "That's been my main priority. As you can see," he touched Jem's shoulder affectionately. "I've still had time to settle down and have a family." Jem smiled at his father.

After a moment, Nikky asked, "Has Voldemort attacked your family?"

Harry and Jem looked at Nikky strangely. It must have seemed odd for a Muggle to say the name so easily.

"Loads when we were younger," Jem answered for Harry. "Hasn't lately though. He's realized a couple of his Horcruxes are gone and I guess isn't too keen to take the chance anymore."

"How many are left?"

"One," Harry answered blankly. "Just one. The hardest one."

There was a pause before Nikky asked, "The snake?" Harry nodded.

Nikky stared for a moment. She knew it would be very difficult to get near Nagini, Voldemort's prized pet snake.

Nikky curiosity burnt within her again. "Does your scar still hurt?" She asked the question before she realized the stupidity of it. Of course Harry's scar still hurt. Voldemort was still alive.

"Like the devil," Harry answered simply.

"I know, that was a dumb question," Nikky stated with embarrassment. Harry shook his head.

"No, no, it's quite alright," Harry replied.

"Even people who have known him for years still ask him that," Jem added. Nikky smiled at Jem, feeling encourage.

Harry pulled out a pewter pocket watch and widened his eyes.

"We've got wuite a day tomorrow," he said, replacing the watch. "Both or you, off to bed. Jem, walk Nikky to her room, will you?"

Jem nodded and led the way out. Before the exited, Nikky had one last question to ask.

"Harry…um…Mr. Potter," Nikky said nervously. She wasn't really certain how to address him.

"Just Harry will do, Nikky," Harry said smiling.

"Yeah…um," Nikky thought for a moment. How should she put this? "Did you ever master Occlumency?"

Harry stared for a moment then gave a hearty laugh.

"That's one thing I shall never master," he joked. Nikky smiled as she exited after Jem. She was glad Jem was there. She wasn't sure if she could remember where the room was.

The years had changed Harry Potter. He was no longer solitary, or over-reacted things that were better ignored. He wasn't stiff, though he was hard-working, doing his best to put an end to this once and for all. Nikky looked back at the door. Age may have even thrown Harry slightly off his rocker, as those in Britain would say.

Nikky wondered if maybe Harry had spent too much time around Albus Dumbledore.

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and I think he has, too. I kind of wanted Harry to be a little carefree seeming because Since he's an adult, I don't think he'd be emo and stuff.