Saturday was mostly uneventful. Harry was, as he had hoped he wouldn't be, drug to the stores to do more shopping with the Evans twins. Ryan was decent and at least found something nice to say about some of Harry's choices, but whether Ryan though he did an okay job or not, Sharpay would either sigh in frustration or half shriek when she saw him before claiming that he had to change out of the clothes immediately and that she couldn't been seen with someone who had such little fashion sense as to wear that together.

The first few times Harry had just brushed it off and went along to appease her. The multiple times following that, he tried to do better with her choices but became increasingly annoyed and grumbled each time as he spun to go back to the dressing room to get different colored jeans, or shirt, or shoes, or even belt at Sharpay's command. By halfway through the trip however, he took on more of a fashion dummy or zombie, throwing on whatever was closest and walking out before turning around to go change into whatever Sharpay said.

After Harry made a couple trips back to the changing room in his state, Ryan subtly nudged Sharpay with the idea that Harry had enough new clothes to last the week and that she should check out some new things for herself after all the 'hard work' she put into Harry's wardrobe.

She gleefully agreed with the idea and disappeared with one of her fashion personel that she had hired and had, a short time ago, sent running through the store for more clothes for Harry to try on. Ryan received a grateful and tired smile from Harry and smirked evilly in return. While Ryan wasn't as much into clothes, there was a favorite store of his not too far from the clothes store Sharpay would likely spend the rest of her day in and he eagerly led Harry in that direction. Suffice it to say that Harry didn't know it was possible for an entire store to be made up of hats.

Harry would later work to suppress the memories of the entire day with his occlumency, though he did try to commit to memory what styles Sharpay had told him to wear together so that she wouldn't yell at him later.

Harry dropped tiredly into his bed, forgoing hanging his clothes up in his closet, though he knew he would face the wrath of Sharpay for it later, he was simply too tired to do anything else that night.

He awoke the next morning feeling refreshed and lively, bright and early and decided to go downstairs and talk with Cathy and lend a hand with breakfast if she needed some help as had become his morning habit. He was usually confined to just setting the table, though Cathy would often teach him a few other ways to cook things when he asked questions about what she was doing.

After eating breakfast, Harry let Mrs. Evans know that he was going to spend the day at a friend's house, Mr. Evans was away on a business trip, and was out of the house before they twins even woke up even though it was nearing ten in the morning. Harry had asked Phillip to give him a ride in one of the less flashy cars the family owned since he wasn't due to get his driver's license until next week after he watched Hermione's memory of learning how to drive herself the year prior. Harry walked up to the door of Kelsi's house and knocked and he thought he could hear screaming and laughing inside the house. He waited a few moments before a very ruffled Kelsi opened the door with a little boy and girl wrapped around separate legs. Her face was flushed and her hair was more than a little wild. When she saw Harry standing there with an amused smile she blushed deeply.

"Hey, Harry. Umm, I'm really sorry but I can't go with you this morning. My mom had to leave early this morning for an emergency at work and Dad works nights so he is sleeping right now so I can't leave. I'm so sorry that you came all the way here. Oh! I hope you didn't ride your bicycle here, I was going to text you but—"

Harry chuckled lightly, "Kels, calm down. It isn't a problem. I had Phillip give me a ride. What time does your mom get off work?" He asked while smiling kindly at the two children. They smiled shyly and the little boy waved which Harry returned.

"Around three or four, you could probably come back then and have dinner with us and we could work on the song then if you would like." She said, trying to subtly straighten her hair and keep the blush off her face. She watched as Harry nodded and then looked back down at her little brother, "Oh, I'm sorry, this is Kevin, who is four and Macy, who is three. We were playing a game I grew up playing with my parents. They love it, though they can be a handful sometimes." She said lovingly as she ruffled both of the kids' hair.

Kevin spoke up, "Do you want to play?" His eyes alight with joy at the prospect of a new friend and Harry's smile widened at the sight. He began nodding before Kelsi caught his eye and mouthed, 'You don't have to.' Harry smiled at her and gave a quick wink before squatting down and looking at Kevin, "I would love to, Kevin, what is the game?"

"Tackle the Troll!" He exclaimed before leaping onto Harry unexpectedly with his arms wrapped around his neck. Harry laughed in surprise, wrapping his arms around the young boy to make sure he didn't get hurt as Harry fell from the loss of balance.

Still laughing, Harry sat up with the boy still wrapped around him. He turned his head so that he could look at Phillip who had been watching the exchange quietly though he too had a smile on his face, "I'll be staying here Phillip, thanks for the ride. If you don't mind I'll call you later so that you can pick me up?" Harry asked.

"Actually, Mr. Phillip, My dad can give Harry a ride home on his way in to work," she turned to Harry, "If that is fine with you?" She asked him. Harry nodded and then shrugged to Phillip whose reply was only to chuckle before he climbed into the car and made his way back to the Evans' home.

"So they usually play this game with you?" Harry asked as he began tickling Kevin who, until this point, hadn't let loose of Harry. At Kelsi's nod he chuckled, "You're not tall enough to be a troll." 'Trust me, I would know,' He smirked to himself. "And much too pretty." He stated as an afterthought. She blushed and mumbled a thank you before she turned and waved him into the house.

Harry scooped up Kevin who was still giggling from Harry's tickling and walked into the house. It was a decent sized house, slightly larger than the Dursley's but much more welcoming and warm. Toys were scattered about the living room and Harry could tell from the cleared space where Kelsi and the kids had been playing the game. The quartet moved into the living room and continued the game for a while before Kevin and Macy decided to regale Harry with very long, disconnected and random stories about whatever came to their young minds.

Harry was almost constantly found laughing at the pure energy and excitement the pair had and was amazed at how easily Kelsi was able to keep up with them after he had requested to sit out of one of their games to catch his breath. He glanced at the clock and found that it was nearing one. He turned his focus back to the three siblings when Macy stopped jumping around for a couple moments and got Kelsi's attention, "Sissy, I'm hungry." She said cutely. Kelsi's eyes went wide and her mouth formed an "o" in surprise before she glanced at Harry and he could see he gears racing in her head.

"Okay, Macy, how about you and Kevin start picking up your toys and I will go see what I can find for us to eat." She quickly turned from the room and went towards the kitchen, muttering to herself.

Harry watched the kids for a couple seconds as they started, surprisingly, picking up the toys and placing them in a couple of boxes that Harry had almost tripped over a few times while playing some of their games. He followed Kelsi's path and found her rummaging through the cabinets. The refrigerator and a few cabinet doors were left wide open as she continued to search.

"Problems?" He asked as he moved fully into the kichen. She turned around sheepishly and nodded. "Not used to cooking?" He asked again. She gave a short laugh and shook her head; "We are out of deli meat so I can't make sandwiches like I normally would. Mom usually fixes something before she leaves but it was such short notice that she just didn't have time. I can't even cook if I followed directions. Maybe I could order out something? Dad doesn't like me to, but…" She huffed and her shoulders slumped slightly.

"Do you mind…if, would it be okay…umm, would you like me to cook for you all? Do you think that would be okay?" Harry asked shyly, not wanting to offend her or get her in trouble.

"You can cook?" She asked, slightly surprised, "That would be wonderful! Mom even has trouble sometimes to cook without burning things sometimes so even if you cause a few problems, it won't be anything we can't handle. You do actually know how to cook though right? I can mess something up just as well as the next person, I'll have you know." She said with a playful tone, though she was still dubious as to whether he could actually cook or not.

Harry chuckled for a second though he took on a mockingly serious face, "I can take my cooking skills elsewhere you know." He said though he ultimately broke into a grin. He glanced around at all the still open doors and took in the ingredients he could see. He nodded and looked back at her, "What do you say to some grilled cheese and tomato soup? You and the kiddos in there going to be okay with that?" He asked. Seeing her nod in affirmation, he began moving around the kitchen grabbing bread, cheese, and the assorted ingredients he used in his personal version of tomato soup.

Kelsi went to the living room to help her brother and sister finish picking up the living room before leading them back into the kitchen and having them wash their hands so that they could be ready to eat. She watched as Harry quickly prepared the food and was amazed at how well he moved through the kitchen, "How long have you been cooking Harry?" She asked as he quickly finished prepping the ingredients for the soup and started mixing them all together while keeping a close eye on the slices of bread that he was warming on a griddle.

"Oh, probably ten or eleven years. Over the years, I have grown to enjoy it more, especially now that I live with the Evans family. I get up early and go spend some time with Cathy, the lady who cooks for them and she shows me a few tricks and different ways to cook things. It has been so great getting to learn more things from her. It is almost calming to me." Harry replied while he stirred the soup before turning to flip over the bread and lay slices of cheese on a few of them.

"Do you think you might do that as a career?" She asked, never having known he had been cooking that long or enjoyed it that much.

Harry hesitated for a few moments before answering, as truthfully as he could, "I haven't ever really looked past the next few years or so for my life. There are things I…that are out of my control that need to be resolved first and I haven't really been able to see past them. Too much that is left up to chance." He paused for a few more moments, "But I think I would enjoy it. I'll have to think about it more some other time. For now though, it is time to eat!" He said, trying to get her mind off of that topic.

He really hadn't thought much past the ultimate necessity of him defeating Voldemort, even more so now than before because of the prophecy. He couldn't tell her about all that though since she was not a part of the magical world. He sighed internally as he kept a smile on his face while dropping a sandwich onto Kevin and Macy's plates, one on Kelsi's at her request, and two on his own before going back to the stove and spooning out a few bowls and taking them to the table.

"This smells yummy!" Kevin said excitedly and Macy hummed in agreement.

Kelsi tried some of his soup and smiled at the flavor, "This tastes wonderful, Harry. Where did you find this recipe?" She asked, "I need to show this to mom."

Harry blushed slightly, "I made it. My cousin wanted soup one evening but my aunt and uncle woul…couldn't get out to buy some canned soup so I had to make it from scratch. Trust me, the first batch didn't turn out anywhere near this good. That is something I have learned about cooking, the more you do it, the better you will become." He said and Kelsi nodded.

Kelsi's dad, Terrence, woke up part of the way through them eating and came in commenting on how good the food smelled before stopping at the sight of Harry sitting at the table. He blinked a couple times and Kelsi quickly worked to chew the bite of sandwich she had just taken, "Good morning dad." She said and he turned to smile at the joke the two of them had going. It was technically afternoon now, but it was more or less morning for him.

He raised a questioning eyebrow at her and she blushed, "Dad, this is Harry Potter, the guy I told you I was going to be hanging out with today. Harry, this is my Dad, Terrence Nielsen." Harry stood up and offered his hand to the man, "It is nice to meet you sir, I hope you don't mind me being here, Kevin had asked me to play a game with him shortly after I arrived and I couldn't turn him down." Harry said and Terrence saw over the young man's shoulder as Kevin beamed a large smile at him.

Terrence shook Harry's hand while chuckling, "It is nice to meet you as well, Harry. Kelsi, did you cook this?" He asked while going over to the stove where the soup was still sitting.

"No, you know I can't cook to save my life. Harry offered to cook for us since I know you don't really like us calling in food and mom had to leave in such a rush." She said and Terrence turned to look at Harry for a few seconds before nodding and dipping out some soup for himself and putting it into the microwave to reheat as well as one of the spare grilled cheese sandwiches.

"I'll clean up once I am done eating sir." Harry said and Terrence tried to wave him off but Harry shook his head, "I made the mess sir, even if it was to cook you guys food, I will be the one to clean it up. It is how I was raised." 'More or less' he amended internally.

Terrence once again looked at Harry with an odd look before nodding once more. He also caught out of the corner of his eye that Kevin and Macy were looking at him with looks of adoration and couldn't help but hope that they would take after this well-mannered young man he had just met. He also noticed that Kelsi had a strange look in her eyes but passed that off to him still being a little sleepy. The complimented Harry on his cooking skills and was even more amazed by them when Kelsi mentioned that Harry had made the soup from scratch.

Harry quickly cleaned up the small amount of mess he made while cooking and placed the leftovers into containers that were then put into the refrigerator. Harry and Kelsi then scooped up Kevin and Macy and took them to their rooms since both had begun to yawn from all the activity from the morning. The two children quickly settled in and fell asleep shortly after being laid down and Harry and Kelsi tiptoed out of the two bedrooms and gave each other a smile as they met in the hallway of the rooms.

Harry began to move back towards the living room when Kelsi caught his arm and shook her head before nodding farther down the hallway and turning to walk in that direction, leaving Harry to follow her. At the very end of the hall, Kelsi opened a door that led into a small room, though still larger than the room the Dursleys had given Harry after his cupboard. There was a small sofa, a couple comfortable looking chairs and a piano and guitar situated in the room.

"The walls and door are soundproofed more or less so I can come in here and play whenever I want to without worrying about waking up the rest of the house. So how about we get down to the real reason you're here?" She turned to move towards the piano as he moved to sit in one of the chairs when she abruptly stopped and turned to give him a hug. "Thank you, by the way. You really didn't have to stay and play with my siblings, and you did a wonderful job cooking. Those two things alone made my day a hundred times easier. Have you been around many younger kids like that before?" She asked.

"Not really, there are some at my school, but none younger than eleven. They have so much energy though. They both have such great stories to tell too. I loved it. Thanks for letting me hang out with you three; it is easy to see you love them, they seem like great kids." Harry replied easily while he gave her a tight hug back. He heard her take in a deep breath before she quickly stepped back and turned to the piano though he thought he caught a faint blush on her cheeks. He thought that he was probably blushing as well.

She sat on the bench and pulled the sheet music from the top of the piano and situated them in front of her before she turned to wave Harry to move his chair closer. He pulled his chair close enough so that he could see the paper, though it didn't mean much for him, as he was unable to read music.

She played through a little of the song that he knew and then continued into the parts he hadn't heard yet. Harry closed his eyes as he listened to her play. There was something about the way that she played that seemed to make the piano itself sing. He could hear the emotion flowing in the song while she played. The song was slow, but there was a hopeful emotion to it almost; it was like an idea that had come to full realization. Harry was so lost in listening that he didn't even notice that he had begun to hum along with it. Kelsi paused for a half second when she heard him starting to hum but continued on without a noticeable interruption and Harry continued to hum. A large part of the melody was…all right, but there were some pieces that called out to her like shinning jewels. She focused in on the parts that she liked and played through it a few times getting the new melody stuck in her head so that when she stopped playing she could write it down.

After a few minutes of playing through the song she slowly stopped playing and picked up her pencil to start writing things in on the sheet music. After a few seconds, Harry opened his eyes. "So, you figure out some more for it? It sounded really good to me so far."

Kelsi chuckled, "Yeah, thanks for the help. You were humming some really good melody lines, quite a few actually. They felt like they fit in the song really well. You sure you haven't done anything with music before?" She asked.

Harry blushed and looked back at the sheet music, "I didn't…um, I didn't realize I was humming and yes, I'm sure I haven't done anything with music before. What is this song supposed to be about, or for? This is for the Winter Musical right?"

Kelsi nodded, "Yeah, it's called Twinkle Town. Mrs. Darbus hasn't really released the script yet but I suppose since you're helping me out that I can tell you. But! You cannot mention anything about it to Ryan or Sharpay. Promise?" She asked though she knew she could trust him. There was just something about him that made him seem so open and trustworthy. Harry nodded in reply and she turned and sat with her legs straddling the piano bench and launched into the plot and what she had to write as songs to fill in through the musical. The next half hour was spent with the two of them talking about the musical and what all she was thinking about song wise so that Harry would feel comfortable enough to give input on the songs.

The pair ended up getting distracted and stopped working on the music. Instead they talked more with each other and Kelsi finally got Harry to sing, after more than a few minutes telling him she wouldn't laugh at him no matter what, "Besides," She had said, "You are able to hum on key so you should be fine with singing once you get used to it."

Needless to say, she was impressed. She had played a couple of the popular songs that were on the radio right now and he sang along when he could remember the words. He was a little rough around the edges, especially for a musical, but there was plenty of potential and talent just waiting to be tapped into. Kelsi figured that she could teach him guitar, take him to a coffee shop and turn him loose on the people there and he would make a killing in tips. His voice was smooth and easy to listen to, though there was a distinct uniqueness to it she hadn't heard before. She swore to herself to not let the semester end without helping him get better at singing.

His voice! She gushed internally. It sounded so wonderful. Just enough of his British accent came through to be noticeable, but it didn't make the words hard to understand. He was a little nasally, but that was easily remedied, and if he opened his mouth a little more, he would have a gorgeous tone to his voice. She made a quick list of things that she knew he could do to help his voice sound a little better.

From what she could tell, he only needed a little direction vocally and some practice and he would be on level with Ryan, if not better. She decided to see what he thought about really learning to sing, "Harry, you have a really good voice. It wouldn't take much to get it to the best it can be. If…if you want I…I could, you know, give you some lessons, or something…" She had started speaking before the thought that maybe he wouldn't want to be around her that much came to her mind. When it did she wanted to just stop talking and not bring it up but it was too late now.

She had looked down at her hands as she trailed off at the end so she didn't see Harry's smile spread across his face at her words, "I would love to. If you really think that I can learn to sing better." He replied, though he wasn't too sure he could actually sing that good. 'Anything to hang around you a little more often…' He thought to himself at the end of that statement.

Kelsi's head rose up quickly and she looked at him before returning the smile, "I don't think you can get much better, there are just a few minor details though that, if you changed, would make you sound just that much better." She glanced over at the clock, "Ohh, my mom should be getting home soon. You want to stay and have dinner with us right?" She asked while her eyes had a half pleading look in them. Harry chuckled at the look and nodded happily.

Kelsi returned the smile before a look came over her face, "I forgot about the kids, they should have gotten up a half hour ago!" She jumped up quickly and rushed out of the room and into the living room where she found her dad with her younger siblings. "Sorry dad. We got caught up talking and I completely forgot." She started to explain and her dad smiled and waved it off.

"I figured so, don't worry about it, I was up and didn't have too much going on so it was no big deal. You deserved the break anyways. You two get a bit more done on those songs?" He asked with a smile on is face as he watched his son traipse around the room with a toy.

"Harry gave me a few more ideas for the melody, I think I'm going to teach Harry how to sing before we work on the songs too much more though. He sounds really good already and doesn't need too much more work really so over the next couple days he should have it down."

"Sing! Sing! Sing!" Kevin shouted happily as he dropped the toy and ran over to where Harry was standing and pulled on his arm. Harry chuckled at him, "No, that's okay. I…"

"Sing! Sing!" Macy giggled as she joined in with her brother in tugging on Harry's other arm. Terrence and Kelsi laughed at the sight while Harry sat down with his legs crossed and smiled at the two as the both sat down on his lap. He looked up at Kelsi and she had an expectant look on her face, Terrance was clearly amused by it all and Harry decided to just go with it. He softly sang one of the better well-known songs that he could remember, still extremely shy at singing around people.

None of them heard the door open, nor the footsteps that walked to just outside of the living room area. Once Harry finished singing Kelsi's mom walked in. "I don't know who you are, but at first I thought that Ryan Evans was here, but you don't look a thing like him. You have a wonderful voice though. I'm Katharine, by the way, but you can just call me Kathy." She said with a warm smile on her face as she walked over to give Terrence a kiss hello.

"Mom, this is Harry Potter, he is new at school this year. He is Ryan's cousin, or second cousin, or something like that. " Kelsi said with a smile on her face when she heard her mom say she thought it was Ryan. Yeah, he is definitely going to sound better than Ryan when I'm done with him. She thought as she smirked to herself.

The Nielson family was very welcome to Harry during dinner that evening, and Harry asked for a ride home shortly after since he needed to get back to finish up the last bit of his homework for school the next day, but Terrence and Kathy said he was welcome to come back over any time, especially after Kathy heard that Harry cooked lunch. Harry finished his homework that evening with a smile on his face as he thought ahead to what all he had to look forward to over the next couple of weeks.

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For the foreseeable future, you can probably expect updates to come no sooner than once every two weeks. Sorry that there is such a large gap, but I need to be sure I am tracking like I need to with my school work and work has started back up for me. As the poll decided, Harry will be a good singer, but he will need to work some for it. Rest assured that he will surprise everyone else in this story not named Kelsi Nielson.

I couldn't find anywhere what Kelsi's parents were named, nor do I know if she is an only child so I decided to have some fun. Along that same vein; the two Evans families as in 'Lily Evans' and then the Evans from HSM are not related. I have met more than a few people with my last name but have absolutely no relation to me and I am sure there are even more of them from where my family originated from. Lily Evans was related to Darby 'whatever her maiden name feels like being' and she married an unrelated Evans. Just so all that is cleared up.

I'm not huge on typing in songs in stories unless it helps puch the plot along in some way, as such, I did not put lyrics in to show what Harry was singing, treat it like the Hogwarts School song if you would like to and pick whichever tune best fits your fancy.

As always, thank you for reading, I appreciate your reviews and I will see you all in a couple weeks.