DISCLAIMER: Ugh! If I owned Harry Potter don't you think I would be rich and famous and publishing this right now?

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Okay, I know it's been a while but come on school's just started. It's just taken a lot for me to actually type this up. So anyway, I hope you enjoy this chapter… It's a bit lengthy for me… By the way, the word flabbergasted is my favorite word in the English dictionary, so I try to use it in every story I write! And it just so happens to appear in this chapter! ENJOY!

Chapter Six: Homing Arrangements

"So," said Dumbledore after a few long moments." I believe we need to decide on a place for you to live, Harry."

"Decide…?" Harry asked, his eyes widening. He couldn't bear having to go back to the Dursleys'. What if his parents didn't want him?

"Well of course!" said Lily. "You, me, and your father need a place to live don't we?" She laughed a little.

"You mean… you… actually… want me to live with you?" Harry asked.'

"What? Of course we do!" Lily said.

"Really?" It sounded too good to be true.

"Yes, really, son," James said gently. Harry looked back and forth between his parents. Both of their eyes were shining with pride, happiness, and… wait… love?" Something foreign coursed through him and the first time Harry felt as if someone loved him. He smiled. His parents smiled back.

"Okay, Dumbledore," said Sirius loudly. "You have a chance to redeem yourself for these terrible things you let befall on my favorite godson (he didn't even know the half of it)!"

"I'm your only godson," Harry chuckled.

"I know, but you're still my favorite!" he said brightly, and then abruptly turning serious (no pun intended). "Anyway Albus, where the Potter family lives is all up to you! And you had better not let me down again!"

"I'll try to keep that warning in mind," stated Dumbledore, who was simply amused. "However I am not the only on who has a say in this."

"What did you have in mind, Albus?" Lily asked.

"Well, of course, we need to inform the Order of this miracle and allow you have a reunion with some old friends. But, for the most part I would like to keep your return as private as possible. And I believe Harry will agree not having any more publicity than he already receives."

Harry nodded at this comment. 'That's for sure,' he thought.

"So," continued Dumbledore. "I think you need to move somewhere in the countryside, away from the crowded cities where anyone could notice you. At least until September 1st, when Harry starts school again."

"Sounds good to me," said Lily, while James nodded. "What do you think, sweetheart?"

Harry looked up in surprise. She wanted his opinion? "Um… it sounds good to me too…" said Harry, flabbergasted.

"Okay then! Perfect!" exclaimed Dumbledore, with his blue twinkling. "Let's see what I can find. I'll be right back." Then, with a small pop he disapparated.

"I thought you could apparate out of Hogwarts," said Harry confused.

"So did I," said James. They all shrugged… 'That's Dumbledore for you!'

"What about you, Sirius?" Remus asked completely out of the blue.

"What about me?" Sirius asked.

"Where are you going to stay? I mean before you 'died' everyone thought you were a murderer, so where are you going to go?"

"He'll stay with us of course!" said Lily.

"Yes," said James. "We wouldn't have it any other way!"

"No, no," Sirius. "You and your son need to spend quality time together. You've missed 15 years of his life."

"I think you should stay with me," said Remus. "That's where I was really going with that question."

"Are you sure, Moony? I won't be… you know… intruding… or anything?" Sirius asked.

"Are you kidding?" Remus said wildly. "You've been dead for a month and before I finish grieving you're back again! I'm taking full advantage of that. Therefore, I can't allow you to go back to that terrible place you used to call a home!"

"I…um… uh…well… thanks, mate," said Sirius, struggling to find the right words for his old friends rant.

"It's nothing, really."

Harry smiled. He was glad Sirius wouldn't have to go back to that awful house. Harry knew that with Remus, Sirius would be safe and happy at the same time. Then, he yawned. It had been a long day and hadn't noticed how tired he was. His mother noticed the little yawn.

"Sleepy, sweetheart?" she asked. Harry nodded.

"Well I guess you should be," stated Sirius. "You've had a pretty big day eh, kiddo?" Harry nodded again.

"Why don't you take a nap?" James suggested.

"But, what about Professor Dumbledore?" Harry asked blearily.

"Your mother and I can handle the rest, you just take a nice nap." James gestured to the sofa.

Harry go up from the armchair he had been sitting in and walked over to the sofa. He plopped down and got into a comfortable position. Then he felt the sofa sink a bit near his head. He looked up. His mother was sitting there signaling him to lay his head on her lap. He obliged. She started singing the same lullaby as before and Harry was out in seconds.

Not longer after Harry had fallen asleep the headmaster returned. He noticed the sleeping child and kept his voice at a whisper.

"I believe I found the perfect place," he informed them softly.

"Where?" James questioned, quietly.

"South, lots of land, perfectly safe." Dumbledore informed them. "Very private."

"That does sound perfect," whispered Lily.

"Well if that's all he questions you have, here's the portkey."

"Portkey?" asked Lily.

"Yes I happen to own the property you will be staying at. So we won't have to go through all of the legal filing; at least until we've announced you presence."

"Thank you so much!" said James.

"Well technically you should thank your friend Sirius here for loaning me his parents' house, because all in all I suppose I am the one indebted."

"Speaking of which… Headmaster we were thinking that Sirius should stay with me," said Remus in a hushed voice, reminding them that Harry was still asleep.

"Well, I think that is a splendid idea. I will put wards around your houses that will allow you to apparate only to the other's house.

"Now, take this portkey. I t will take you to the new Potter residence. And tomorrow afternoon I will arrive to place the wards up. Have a splendid evening, I need to inform Minerva of tonight's events." With that, he swept form the room.

James walked over to the sofa and lifted his son into his arms. Harry mumbled something but remained in his slumber.

He turned to Sirius and Remus and said his goodbyes, in hushed tones. Then, he, Lily, and the snoozing Harry portkeyed to their new residence.

Once inside the house James set Harry on the sofa and squatted down next to him. Lily came over and sat down, laying Harry's head on her lap. James reached up and swiped the jet-black locks out of his son's face. Harry mumbled something incoherently and shifted.

"He looks so peaceful, now," cooed Lily, removing Harry's glasses and setting them on the side table. James smiled proudly the teen. The boy had already been through so much and he wasn't even 17 yet.

Sunlight lit up the room. Harry woke up feeling way too comfortable, more comfortable than he could ever remember being. He opened his eyes to see his father's sleeping face within in inches of his. He pulled back a bit to find his own head was lying on his mother's lap. However, these were only assumptions until he reached over to the side table and put on his glasses. Then, he quietly removed himself from his parents' clutches and set off to explore the new surrounding.

After going around to every room on the main level, which consisted of a living room, a sitting room, a kitchen, and a small bathroom, he headed upstairs.

The second level had three rather large bedrooms, two bathrooms, and an office area. The third level was what intrigued Harry the most though. It was just a long hallway with one door. He opened the door and closed it behind him and looked up to find that the whole floor was a giant library, completely stocked with every book you could possibly need. He walked over to the shelf and pulled a defense book off. Within minutes he was sucked in, clinging to whatever knowledge he could get out of the book's dusty pages.

In what felt like minutes, hours had slipped by. Harry kept reading. He'd never felt the need to read so powerfully before, but it felt nice to get lost in the pages.

BAM! The door burst open.