Chapter 8: Room Choice

"I'm beat!" Harry exclaimed as they men sat the bags down. "I agree," Snape sighed. "I must say I do too," Albus chuckled. "I hope it doesn't take long to get the three rooms for everyone, so we can all get something to eat," Harry said as he looked up to see the two women walked back toward them. "Looks like we're about to find out," Albus replied as he stood up to greet the ladies.

"Well boys we have some good news and some bad news. Which would you like first?" Alisia asked as she sat on the armchair her husband was currently occupying. "I believe I would rather have it in the order you received it," replied Snape. The other two also agreed. "Alright. The bad news is… there's a convention in town taking up all the hotels. Good news is this hotel still as rooms," she said. "What's so bad about it. Rooms is good right," Harry asked confused? "There's more to it Harry," replied McGonagall, "Apparently there are only two rooms left, and though they are right beside each other they are both queen beds." "So what do we do about Harry?" Snape asked and surprising Harry by sounding concerned. "The manager said he wound send a roll-a-way bed up to whichever room Harry stays in," Alisia explained. "So it's really up to you," McGonagall said turning toward Harry, "Do you want to stay with your Aunt and Uncle or grandparents?"

Harry looked between both couples and thought for a few minutes before he looked up at Alisia and Severus and said, "No offense to either of you, but I think I need sometime to get used to the idea of all of this. Especially 'Uncle Severus' so I think I would like to stay with the headmaster and the deputy." "We understand Harry," Alisia smiled as she patted him on the back, "I'll go tell the desk where to send the bed and I'll tell them to send up some supper too." "That sounds splendid!" Albus commented as he and Harry followed Minerva up the stairs, they we're half way up when the headmaster turned toward his son-in-law and asked, "Will you and Lis becoming up to talk after your supper?" "Yes sir," Severus bowed to the elder wizard. The man nodded and continued to follow his wife and grandson up the stairs.

"Are you disappointed in his choice?" Alisia asked her husband as they sat down in their room for supper. "Not really. You know I haven't really been that good of an uncle so far. To him I'm probably as bad as that Dursley," he sighed. "Oh don't worry. I think after seeing the way James treated you he feels bad and understands your sour mood a lit better now. You just have to find away to look past how much he reminds you of James and instead look at how wonderful a boy he is in his own right," she said as she started on her salad. "I suppose your right," he sighed diving into his pasta. "I usually am. By the way are you going to wear the pajamas father gave you for your birthday," she casually asked? "I wasn't planning on it," he said eyeing his wife. "I think you should. It would make father so happy, and it would give Harry a much needed laugh," she chuckle at the thought. "You love to make a fool out of me don't you," he said as he sighed defeat. "I live for it darling," she laughed giving him a small kiss on the lips before returning to her dinner.