Chapter Twenty-seven: Moving On

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Kailey's Point of View:

"Please try to behave while you live with them, they are doing us a great favor by taking you in like this," Snape said as we said our goodbyes just outside of Dumbledore's office. The others were already at Potter Mansion, waiting for me to arrive.

"I'm not making any promises," I said solemnly, giving him a weak grin. I felt guilty for leaving, especially considering I was leaving with my best friend and his old enemies. It felt a little wrong to be excited to live in Potter Mansion again, not that I remembered the first time anymore.

"Just please be safe," he said quietly, placing a hand on my shoulder. "I wish it didn't have to be this way,"

I fingered the necklace he had given me for Christmas, willing myself not to become visibly upset. No need to make him feel worse. "C'mon, Dad, I'll be back here before you know it, bugging the crap out of you when I make you take points from Slytherin,"

He smirked and ruffled my hair despite my protests. "Why so concerned with your hair? Are you going on a date?"

"Dad!" I cried, turning bright red. A year ago, this behavior from Snape would have scared the crap out of me, now though, it seemed almost normal. Almost.

He laughed and, with the smallest of hesitations, pulled me into a hug. "I'll miss you," he murmured. "Be good,"

"I will," I answered.

"Go on, they are waiting,"

Keena's Point of View:

"Welcome home masters and mistresses!" squeaked six voices as soon as I stepped through the fireplace.

They all stood at attention, Bambly standing at the head of the small group as the head elf. There were a few more additions meaning that little elflets had been born and there had been marriages so instead of six elves there were probably fifteen of them total. They were wearing the Potter crest on their tea towels and the former Potter elves looked incredibly happy to be back. Skippy and Twinkie waved at me enthusiastically and I grinned back at the two of them. Bambly gave them both a look before rolling his eyes at their lack of manners.

"Does Master James ask of Bambly to show young Master Harry where he is going to be staying?" Bambly asked, bowing low.

"No, I think I'll do it myself, thanks, Bambly," James answered, swapping a grin with Harry. "Could you set up the guest rooms, though? One room for Remus and the other for Sirius and Keena?"

"Mistress Keena does not wish to stay in her old room with Master Sirius?" Twinkie asked, confused and looking from me to James, her ears flapping.

"We have another guest coming to stay with us as well," Lily informed the elves. "She is a friend of Harry's," the elves' excitement seemed to double. They loved kids, the younger elves looked especially eager.

"We is going to set it all up right away, Mistress Lily," Bambly said, bowing again before they all vanished with a very loud crack.

"C'mon, Harry, let's take your trunk upstairs," James said, flicking his wand a bit too much at the trunk which shot towards the ceiling. Lily whipped out her own wand and lowered the trunk closer to the ground.

"James Potter, if you make a mess your first day back here—"

"Sorry, just got a little excited," James muttered with a grin.

"Just be careful," she finished, lowering her hands to her hips as James and Harry made a beeline for the staircase.

"You know, Lily, it's funny after all the time you've known him, you still expect him to behave his age," I laughed as she rolled her eyes.

"Except now I've got to handle four teenagers in my house," she agreed, shaking her head.

"At least you've got three adults then," Remus replied, leaning on the island counter.

"Hey, what about me?" Sirius whined.

"The day you become an adult, Sirius Black, is the day the world turns upside down," I answered with a grin as he gave me a mock glare before he walked to stand right in front of me. I mentally damned my short height as I was forced to look up at him.

"You, Keena Potter, had better be careful," he said quietly.

"And why is that?" I asked, my lips twitching at the word 'Potter.'

"Because you and I are sharing a room again," he answered with a wicked grin. "And you are not fourteen anymore,"

"Is that supposed to be a threat?"

Lily cleared her throat just as Sirius was about to lean in for a kiss. "Sorry to interrupt—"

"No you're not," Sirius muttered with a glare.

"—I just thought I'd remind you that we have two very impressionable teens of opposite genders coming to live under the same roof, you might want a little restraint for their sake,"

"And for ours," Remus added with a snicker.

"Shut up, Moony," I said, flicking my wand in his direction, but he managed to dodge it. Sirius took the opportunity as Lily was now distracted, and caught my lips with his, sweetly and hungrily.

We broke apart at the sound of a wolf-whistle and grinned at each other. I looked around to see James snickering and covering Harry's eyes with his hands. Lily looked slightly annoyed and Remus had his face scrunched up in mock horror.

"Um…dad? Can you let me go now?" Harry asked. James let go and Harry turned to face us. "How often should I expect to see that?" I blushed and Sirius laughed.

"Not much, our room is on the other side of the house," Sirius answered, earning a smack on the shoulder from me.

We decided to take our things up to our room. I opened the door and burst out laughing.

"What?" Sirius asked, levitating our trunks of clothes into the room. He looked around before scowling. "James," he muttered as though it were a curse.

The room was large and had cream colored walls and a soft rug. A door to the right led to a guest bathroom and on the left was a large closet. Against one wall were two twin sized beds with a large bureau nestled between them, forcing the beds on opposite sides of the room. Sirius' issue was having two beds big enough for only one person each.

"Cheer up, Sirius, the size of the bed didn't stop us before," I winked, patting him on the cheek. "Two teens in the house, however, will,"

"Not if we put up silencing charms and alarm wards," he suggested, sizing up the room. "Maybe a lock on the door too," he added after a moment giving me a grin.

Kailey's Point of View:

I basically fell out of the fireplace onto the blue and white tiled floor of the clean kitchen of Potter Mansion. Other than the sense of déjà vu, the place didn't seem familiar at all. Remus was sitting at the kitchen table, looking over job ads and Lily was figuring out her way around the kitchen. No one else was in sight.

"Kailey, welcome," Lily said once she noticed me, a sweet grin coming over her face. "Are you hungry for anything?"

"No thank you, Mrs. Potter, I'm fine at the moment," I answered but she held up a hand.

"I'm sorry, Kailey, but I can't have you calling me Mrs. Potter. Please call me Lily," she said. "And I think I'm right in saying that the same goes for everyone else," Remus nodded in agreement before turning back to his paper with a worried look.

"Where is everyone else?" I asked in curiosity.

"Harry and James went out to the broom shed to see if they can clean it up a bit and add some security measures before leaving the Firebolt out there and Keena and Sirius went to put their things away," she frowned at the last part and I raised an eyebrow in question.

"They went up about ten minutes ago," Remus informed me in answer to Lily's frown.

"Oh," I said shortly, blushing a little. "So…um…where do I go?"

"The plan is to give you Keena's old room," Lily said, snapping back into her hostess/mother mode. "Will that be alright?"

"Anything is fine Mrs.—Lily, I'm just glad I'm not…y'know, somewhere else," she nodded in understanding before flicking her wand at my trunk.

She led me up the grand staircase and down a corridor before she opened a door and gestured for me to go inside. The room was clad in scarlet and gold, though the shelves were empty and the desk in the corner was completely clear with the exception of a quill, bottle of ink and stack of parchment. A full length mirror stood against the wall next to the desk and bureau. The windows were open wide and sunlight was pouring into the room. I'm not sure quite how to describe it other than feeling at home.

"I love it," I said aloud, grinning as I looked around.

"I'm glad," Lily said, setting my trunk at the foot of the bed. "C'mon downstairs whenever you're settled, I'll let Harry know that you're here,"

"Thanks, Lily," I answered with a grin.

Once she shut the door I opened my trunk and began placing my books onto the desk, my potions book ended up on top. Then I went in search of my photographs and set them up on the shelves. One was of Harry, Ron, Hermione and me from first year and another was taken near the beginning of second. I also managed to get a picture of my Dad while he was sitting in his favorite chair in his quarters. I found a fourth picture, but this one didn't have a frame with it. I didn't remember it even being taken. It was of Harry and me, walking outside sometime in the past month or so. I frowned at it, but shrugged, trusting it was either Lily or Keena, and set about looking for spell-o-tape so I could put it on the wall with the others.

I went downstairs, without paying attention to anything in particular and found myself in a large family room. It was of soft, almost neutral colors, with very slight hints of gold on the off-white couches, which looked soft and fluffy. The fireplace was much smaller than the one in the kitchen and there was a portrait of a castle which I suspected to be Hogwarts hanging above it. On the mantle were pictures of not only Harry, but of four or five other kids as well. On closer examination I figured out they were the Marauders from when they were younger.

"Get lost?" I wheeled around to see Harry and James entering the room from the other side.

"No, just took a wrong turn," I answered with a shrug.

"That sounds like getting lost to me," Harry teased.

"Call it an adventure," I replied with a bow. "How do you like it?"

"I could ask you the same,"

"Here's an idea, why don't I ask you both over some dinner," James said, sniffing the air. "I think your mum is just about ready for us, I hope she let the house elves help," he added with a look of worry.

"Why, are they upset about her working?" Harry asked.

"No, she just can't cook very well," James answered with a laugh then he frowned. "Don't ever tell her I said that,"

Harry and I swapped a smirk.

"Please?" James amended.

"Whatever you say, dad," Harry answered, grinning with a mischievous smile.

"Why is it I don't quite believe you?" James groaned.

"Because he is most definitely your son," Keena said, entering the room with Sirius trailing behind her. "And she and I aren't all that different from one another either," she added after a moment.

"Not that I'm not enjoying the conversation or anything but—" Sirius began.

"You're seriously hungry," Keena finished with a roll of her eyes. "Don't even go there," she threatened when Sirius went for the pun. He closed his mouth and gave her puppy-dog eyes but she just shook her head, leading the way to the kitchen.

Dinner was served to us by the house elves who had served in the kitchens at Hogwarts so the food was amazing and Harry and I made a point in asking James if Lily's food was better or not. Lily smirked as James backed himself into a corner before she changed the subject for him. The entire table laughed and Sirius and Remus made fun of him the rest of the night.

A few days later I was woken up by fists banging on my door. I groaned and looked at the clock, grumbling when I read that it was only six o'clock. Hadn't I left the ridiculous waking hours behind at the castle? I stretched and threw on a sweatshirt, pulling the hood up to cover my bed head, and opened the door, glaring at the three annoying idiots who stood there grinning.

"No, I won't," I said before shutting the door in their faces, scowling when they started banging on the door again. I turned around and opened the door a crack and glared at them.

"Please?" Harry asked and the three of them looked at me with puppy-dog eyes.

"Nuh-uh, not at six in the morning,"

"It's not six in the morning," Sirius said with a grin.

"Yeah, it's six oh two," James added.

"Lemme rephrase that then; no." I stated, shutting the door with a snap and heading back over to my bed, ignoring their pleas.

The banging finally stopped and I pulled the covers up, drifting off to sleep.

SPLASH!

I screamed as icy cold water poured all over my bed, drenching me. It was like a waterfall as it continued to cascade down onto my head. I sat up spluttering and cursing, reaching for my wand only to find it had been removed from my bedside table. I wiped my hair out of my face and glared at the now laughing boys who were the cause of my early morning rage. Oh, they would be sorry.

"Looking for this?" James asked, holding up my wand.

"James Potter, you give me back my wand this instant!" I growled.

"Or what?" Sirius asked with a smirk.

"I'll sick Lily and Keena on the three of you," I threatened.

The three of them paled and James handed me my wand while Sirius performed a fast drying spell and Harry slowly backed out of the room.

This was certainly the beginning of an interesting summer.

Oh my goodness, that's the end of this story! Now, the title of the next one is Forgotten Secrets and I will post the first two chapters today. It will be concentrating on fourth year (obviously) as well as the remainder of this summer. I hope you all enjoyed this segment and will continue onto the next story! Thanks so much for your patience and your reviews I look forward to continuing!

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