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A/N: Sorry for my delay in this update, but I again just finished it. I will keep the 5th Chapter up, this may happen once in a while. I am very scatterbrained, and this is why I am putting two chapters in between this and 5. Anyway, hope you enjoy this chapter, and Review!
Chapter 3: The Potter Attic
The next morning on the 3rd, our view drifts to the Potter household. Lily was in the kitchen making breakfast humming. James was not released from the hospital yet, so she was alone to gather her thoughts. The question still rang in her head,
"Who is Hollianne?" and she was going to ask James when he came home.
"Mum?" A girl's voice came from the table. Lily spun around, and then smiled at her red-haired, hazel-eyed daughter.
"Yes Jane?"
"Whatcha thinkin about?"
Lily sighed, and then answered,
"That Hollianne girl."
Jane looked disgusted,
"Mum, I am sensing that you don't like her?"
"I don't know her." Lily admitted.
"Then why say you don't like her if you don't even know her?"
"I never said that!" Lily exclaimed.
"It was implied," Jane shot back. Lily turned back around to finish breakfast.
Moments later, two voices came closer and closer to the kitchen yelling
"Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" and then a thud. The two children entered the kitchen still laughing, both had messy jet-black hair, and green eyes, but one of the two had longer hair than the other. Jane glared at the younger children, and then looked expectantly at her mother.
"Harry, Carianna, what did you do?" Lily asked. Carianna was the first to speak.
"You know Mum, banisters make a really great slide!" she turned her head and smiled at Harry, "don't you think so Harry?" Harry smiled back then replied,
"The best!"
Lily turned around floating three plates of breakfast for the children and a fourth for herself. Seconds later, screams could be heard from a few floors above; followed by stomping, and the 11-year-old twins Emma and Wen Wei entered the room. Harry and Carianna burst out laughing. Lily turned her head, and found her children covered in whipped cream. Lily's eyes narrowed, and then
"Harry James! and Carianna Brigitte! What in the world did you do?"
"Thought we'd make them breakfast," Carianna choked out between laughter.
"Thought we'd save you the trouble of fixing two more breakfasts," Harry added. Lily turned her attention back to the two girls, and then said,
"Go get washed up, I'll have breakfast for you when you're finished."
The girls vanished up the stairs, and then Lily asked,
"Please tell me you didn't play more pranks on your siblings?" The two shook their heads, and resumed eating. After that incident everything was pretty quiet as the almost 10-year-old Jack came in for breakfast.
Just as the clock on the wall chimed 11, a snowy Owl tapped on the window. Lily got up from the table to let it in--it was Hedwig! Hedwig soared in, and landed on Harry's shoulder. Harry stroked her feathers, and then took the letter. Unfolding it, it read:
"Harry
Firstly, I'm having a great summer! Lina and I went to my friend Holly's house earlier today; Hedwig had loads of fun with a snake! (I'll explain that one later) Holly and I talked about her last year of school, and I wish I had gone to some of her athletic/Choir activities. You know we all haven't had the time. Anyway, I hadn't heard of the Hogsmeade destruction until you told me. I hope your Dad's ok. Like I have already told you, I have a friend named Holly, and I've never heard her Mum call her Hollianne, but it's possible. Do they have a description of what this person looks like? As for Jack, he deserved it! My siblings decided to jump on my bed, bang saucepan lids, and use air horns. But at least I'm still not itching from that itching powder like I'm sure you still are. Well,--O! About Hedwig and the snake! My friend Holly owns a snake named Coils. Coils is about 10 feet long, and it's really funny watching Hedwig fly around her head and attempt to eat her. This is just play, don't worry, Coils won't eat her.
Talk soon,
Hermione."
Harry looked up from the letter smiling, and then Lily asked,
"What are you smiling about?"
Harry stroked Hedwig's wings absent mindedly, and then replied,
"Hermione says Hedwig is friends with a Snake."
"A what!" Lily dropped the dish she was washing, and turned to Harry horrified.
"Her friend Holly owns one." He explained, "They like to play a rather odd game for an Owl and a Snake."
"I would say." At this moment, Emma and Wen Wei entered the kitchen, whipped cream free.
"Do you know this Holly person?" Jane asked. Another tap on the window drew Lily's attention, and found that it was for her. Harry turned his head, and looked at his older sister,
"No, but I trust Hermione; apparently, they have been friends for a long time."
"Has she told you that?" Jane questioned.
"Yes."
"Children, we will be moving in with Molly and Arthur in two days. It looks like Joanna, Rochelle and Alice is joining us then." Lily said interrupting the talk at the table. "I will need your help with packing; your Dad won't be in any shape to do much when he gets home from the hospital." Lily finished looking at each of her children. From inside Lily's apron, the children heard,
"Mummy! Mummy!"
"I'll be back," Lily said to the others, and then rushed up the stairs. When she came back, she was holding a little girl with well-kept red hair, and hazel eyes.
"Lily?" A voice came from the fireplace. She turned around, and saw Joanna's face in the fire.
"Yes Joanna?" she asked her friend.
"Did you get the letter from Molly?"
"Yes, do you expect it has to do with the order?"
"That and the safety of Harry." Joanna responded hesitantly.
"Does he think I can't protect my own family?" she said, her anger rising.
"He believes in you and James 100 percent." she assured her, "but if there is a Death Eater attack, he wants us together, you know, more people to defend everyone else." Joanna sighed, "When's James coming home?"
"Pomfrey said about 3, I'll have to go get him." she replied.
"Well, I need to go, Chris and Kevin are tearing up a book of Roberts, you would think they would have common sense at 13, but I'm starting to think not; and Caitlyn, Yvonne, and Meghan are jumping on our bed, Remus is having a hard time getting them to stop; and I've not fed Steven, or Harmony yet, so I'm going to get back to this chaotic mess."
Lily chuckled,
"You know, Caitlyn and the twins are so close in age, it doesn't surprise me they are causing trouble, and the fact they are Daddy's little girls doesn't help."
"No, it doesn't." Joanna agreed, and then her head was gone from the fire.
Lily turned from the fire, and addresses the kids.
"Go pack all you can, and then I want Jane to help Georgette with her things."
"Mum?" Emma began, "I don't think we have enough trunks to pack everything in, Jack and Georgette don't have one yet." Lily looked thoughtful for a moment, and then sc,
"Harry, please get some packed before lunch, I'll need you to go into the attic to retrieve two empty trunks." Harry nodded, and HARRY and his siblings went to work.
When the last person left the kitchen, Lily put Georgette into her high chair, and put a bowl of cereal in front of her.
"Eat up sweetie, I'll be back, Symphony and David need to wake up now." she said, and then walked out of the room to fetch the 9-month-old twins. When Lily entered the kitchen ten minutes later, Georgette sat on the table with the cereal bowl on her head. The cereal and milk was in her hair and it was dripping in a pool around her.
"Mummy! Pity hat!" she declared. Lily stood in the doorway shocked holding the 9-month-old twins. A moment later a swooshing sound from the fireplace interrupted her trance, and startled her back to reality.
"Lil?" The woman's voice asked.
"Georgette--let me guess--you didn't eat your cereal?"
Footsteps sounded from the drawing room, and Rochelle found Lily holding the 9-month-old twins as she took cautious steps toward Georgette.
"It's a hat!" the almost 2-year-old declare again.
"We see that," Rochelle assured her.
"Shell Shell! Why you here?" she asked.
"To see if your mother needs any help with you lot." Rochelle said, picking up the little girl. "I think it's about time we get you into the bath, it looks like you forgot where your mouth is."
Lily turned and looked at her friend,
"Yes, she really needs one; I don't have the time to give her one. It would help me out a lot, and send Jane down on your way up, I can't feed two babies."
"Certainly..."
"And remind Harry to get two trunks out of the attic."
"I will. When is James coming home?"
"Madam Pomfrey said he can come back around 3, I'll have to go get him." Rochelle smiled at her friend, and then made her way up the main staircase.
On the first floor, she entered the room on her Left.
"Jane go help your mother feed Symphony and David." then she shut the door, and entered the second door on her left.
"Harry your Mum wanted me to remind you to get those trunks from the attic." Just as she was about to shut the door Harry asked,
"What Happened to her?"
"It a pity hat!" she declare for the third time that morning. Harry chuckled, and went back to packing his trunk when Rochelle shut the door.
It was after lunch, and Harry was making his way up the three flights of stairs to the attic. Harry was happy, he would see his best friends Ron, Weasley, Neville Longbottom, and Anastasia Black. He could not figure out why his Mum was so worried about that Hollianne girl. She saved there lives; how could she be worried! As he went up the second staircase he traced the lightning bolt scar, and reminded himself that his parents were so close to losing there lives--for him. He would be grateful--yes--but he could not help to wonder who saved was parents that night. It still brought chills up was spine just thinking about it, and now he was standing outside the attic door. Harry reached for the door, and pulled it open. A few mothballs fell out of the darkened room as Harry entered.
The floorboards creaked under his weight. He wondered how long it has been sense anyone last visited the place. He shut his only source of light behind him, and felt against the wall for a light switch. He found it after two minutes, and as it lit up the room, Harry saw just how large and crowded it was. By now Lily left to get his Dad, and Jane was babysitting.
He inched his way farther into the creaking room, and found boxes among boxes on the right, and a few trunks along the left wall. The boxes had writing on it like, (Hogwarts Books,) (Marauders,) (Baby Toys,) (Sirius,) (Remus,) (Old Robes,) but the one that shocked him was a box sitting on a stool with the writing, (Kendra Potter-Davidson.) Harry knew his mother wouldn't be back for a while, so he made was way over to the labeled box. One thought rushed through his mind, "Davidson, Davidson, Davidson, Davidson, where have I seen that name before. With a blinding flash, it came to him.
"Kellianne, Nathaniel, and Gabriel." he said the names out loud not noticing that he did so. "But what would their boxes be doing in our house?" He paused a moment, "Potter-Davidson," now he was totally confused, "Potter-Davidson, she has to be an older or younger sister of dad's." Harry removed the box, and sat on the stool. He unfolded the flaps, and reached his hand in.
"Pictures?" He asked the silent attic. Harry pulled one out, and examined it.
Picture 1:
A baby James lying in a little girls arms. The little girls blond hair was falling down her face into the baby's mouth, and the baby James was happily chewing on the strands.
Harry flipped it over to look at the back, and it read, "Kendra 6, James 6 months old." It was confirmed, she was his older sister. He pulled out a second picture.
Picture 2:
It looked like the drawing room of the Potter mansion. In this picture, James looked a little bigger, and he was riding a toy broomstick. Kendra looked older too, as she was teaching James to ride the toy. Kendra was laughing, and trying to catch him before he fell or broke something. The Potter grin was plastered on both faces.
Harry smiled at the picture, and then turned it over--it read, "James 2, Kendra 8."
Picture 3:
This picture was outside the house at the foot of the big oak tree where a picnic table sat. James and Kendra looked older still, and in this particular picture James was pretending to eat (what Harry thought was a birthday cake) a piece of cake. In one swift movement, James had smashed the piece of cake in Kendra's face. Through the cake and icing she didn't look happy.
Harry flipped this picture over, and found, "James 4, Kendra 10."
Picture 4:
This picture was of James, Kendra and his grandparents at Kings Cross station. The scarlet steam engine was in the background. Kendra was trying to give James a hug, but he would have none of it.
On the back of this, it read, "James 5, Kendra 11."
Picture 5:
In this picture James was sitting on his trunk with Sirius, and they both were waving goodbye to the camera.
On the back of this picture, it read, "James and Sirius 11."
Picture 6:
This next picture was of James Sirius, Remus, and Peter sitting under the beach tree at Hogwarts. James was writing on a piece of parchment, Sirius was looking over his shoulder, Remus was reading a book, and Peter was staring at James and Sirius; apparently waiting for something to happen.
On the back of this in large letters, it read, "13."
Picture 7:
Now James was in a hospital room holding a baby. Kendra was lying in the bed with a man that had thin brown hair, and deep ocean blue eyes. From this picture, you could just barely make out the soft caramel colored eyes of the baby.
On the back of this, it read, "Lillianne Elaine Davidson--newborn! James 12, Kendra and Edward 18."
Picture 8:
Another hospital visit, Kendra and Edward were in the bed, but this time James was holding a different baby. This baby had the same brown eyes as the little girl did. Lilly was standing in front of James with one hand on the blue blanket, and the other was clasped in James' other hand. She was jumping up and down excitedly, and every once in a while she would lose her footing.
On the back of this, it read, "Mitchel John Davidson--Newborn! Lilly 2, James 14, Kendra and Edward 20."
Picture 9:
Again, a picture of a hospital room, it was the same as the last two pictures. James was holding another baby with deep ocean blue eyes. The little brown haired girl was jumping up and down, and the little blond haired boy was attempting to climb on James' lap.
On the back it read, "Hollianne Rose Davidson--Newborn! Lilly 4, Mitch 2, James 16, Kendra and Edward 22."
Picture 10:
Another hospital visit. James was holding another deep ocean blue blue-eyed baby. Lilly was attempting to take the baby from James' grip, Mitch stood poking the baby in the stomach while James swatted was hand away, and the little blond haired Holly was jumping and running around the room, and occasionally bumping into the bed succeeding in knocking her on her bottom. When this happened, Lilly would leave James to help her sister.
Harry thought the picture looked funny, and on the back it read, "Kellianne Marie Davidson--Newborn! Lilly 6, Mitch 4, Holly 2 James 18, Kendra and Edward 24."
Harry put his hand into the box to pull out another picture, but a noise outside the door stopped him.
"Harry?" A man's voice questioned from the opposite side of the attic door. The door handle turned from the outside, and in stepped James. Harry jumped, and the box of pictures fell to the floor scattering the contents over the dusty floor. James saw the label on the box, and his face paled. James shut the squeaking attic door, and hesitantly brought over a stool to sit beside him. Harry looked just out shock as his Dad was, but Harry was the first to speak.
"Kendra?"
James nodded, and then chocked out,
"My older sister, she was in seventh year when I was in first."
"Did anyone else know about her?" Harry asked.
"No, as you can tell, she didn't look anything like me, so no one made the connection."
"Not even Mum?"
"Not even you're Mum, at least not that I know of." he replied. Harry handed James the pictures, and waited for the explosion--but none came. Instead James sighed, and then said,
"Kendra and I weren't that close, but we always loved each other. She knew about my attempts to win your Mum." James held up the picture of the baby Lilly, "Kendra named her Lilly to make me feel better--I think--but I didn't want," He paused, and pointed to the picture, "This Lilly, I wanted your Mum. I think she thought if she named her child Lilly, I would have one, and I would shut up about your Mum."
Harry chuckled,
"That didn't work," he said. James smiled,
"No it didn't." James then pointed to the picture of the 6-year-old Lilly, 4-year-old Mitch, and 2-year-old Holly. "Holly is blind. I think after the first couple of times she ran into that bed she got the idea that it wasn't moving anytime soon, so she did it just for laughs. She was, and still is crazy."
"Hermione has a friend named Holly..." Harry started.
"The same one." James confirmed, "Kendra lives like a muggle--her husband--your uncle is a muggle, but when Lilly started showing magical abilities the gig was up." James looked at Harry studying his face.
"So these are our cousins?" Harry asked after a while.
"Yes actually, you have 12 cousins including these four." James let that sink in, and then added, "I keep in touch with my sister still, even Lilly and Holly."
"But Holly can't read what you write; wouldn't someone have to read it to her?" Harry questioned.
"There is a handy charm that Professor Dumbledore made up to translate hand written or ink printed pages to Braille."
"James Harry!" Lily's voice came muffled from four floors below. Hastily, Harry and James picked up the scattered pictures, and put them neatly into the box. James turned the labeled box back on the stool that Harry vacated, and faced the lettering toward the wall. Harry moved across the creaking floorboards to the trunks. Footsteps could be heard from the other side of the door, and James said,
"It's your Mum."
Just then, Lily turned the handle to the attic door, and found both James and Harry standing beside a trunk. Lily entered the dusty room and grabbed the trunk beside the one Harry was gripping. After this nothing was mentioned, and Lily kept them busy packing.
A/N: Remember, any suggestions are welcome. O! Updates might come less frequently, spring starts up on Monday, and I've got a very hectic schedule. Just to let you know, I am taking: English 111, Geology, Medical terminology, and Sociology. Weeee! Time for me to run around like a chicken with my head cut off! This is the most hectic my schedule has gotten, so we'll see what happens. Anyway, hope you enjoyed reading! Chapter four should hopefully be up on Friday, but no promises. You guise must review, cause I have no idea if you like this story or not. Till next time, bye-bye!