Call me 3

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She let them in. "Daddy, we're home. "

A man dressed in smart clothes came out of the kitchen. His tie was loosened and his top button was undone.

"Daddy, this is my boyfriend Harry..."

"Potter?" her father finished for her. "Bloody hell, I thought James had walked in here for a second. How is the nuisance? Is he still causing trouble or has being a father caused him to calm down."

Harry exchanged a look with Lisa. It was obvious that standing in front of him was someone who was a friend of his father and suddenly Harry felt his loss all over again.

"What have I said?" Lisa's dad asked.

"Daddy, why don't we sit down?" They headed into the kitchen and Harry leaned against Lisa heavily drinking in her scent and softness, while Lisa explained first about Harry's parents, then about his aunt and how after speaking to her, how Susan had allowed Harry to stay with them all summer.

"Harry, first off my names Simon." He held out a hand to Harry which he took and shook. "I'm sorry for opening your wounds. I was a Hufflepuff prefect two years above your dad. He was a terror with his pranks and sometimes they went too far. Kids can be thoughtless sometimes but he was never mean to anyone that hadn't been mean to him first. If Susan said you can stay here the summer then you can, I'm not going to alter that. I liked your dad he brought fun to a bad time. Hogwarts was close to being at war in those days. "

He turned to Lisa. "Darling, go powder your nose." He held her stare until she left and waited until her footsteps had headed upstairs. "Right Harry. How long can have you been staying here."

"This is my Third day sir."

Simon smiled. "I told it's Simon. Now Harry, that camp bed hasn't been slept in. It's also obvious that you and Lisa are intimate. The way you turned to her and she comforted you, was very sweet. So if I'm wrong you can tell me but tonight you can carry on sleeping wherever you slept last night, which I'm guessing was with my daughter."

Harry looked away embarrassed. "Yes it was."

"Gryffindor like your dad, you have to be insane to admit that to a girl's father. Fine, since I'm guessed my wife is OK with this then it can continue, provided you follow one rule and make me one promise. I'm not going to give you any of that can you provide for my daughter rubbish. I know just how well off James was. The rule is this. No sex while I'm in the house. I don't think I could cope with hearing you. The promise is this. If Lisa gets pregnant because best will in the world things like this can happen then you legitimise the child and provide for them long as you live. Do you agree?"

"Yes. Absolutely."

"Good, now get that bloody camp bed out of my office I can't swing a cat in there." He paused. "Actually I have a better idea." He smiled before explaining his idea.

Lisa came down stairs not long after that. "Don't worry sweetheart but there is a rule that dads have to be a bit mean to their daughter's boyfriends. I wasn't too bad and I think the bones will heal soon.

Harry smiled reassuringly at Lisa. She turned to look out the window and Harry turned to follow her stare. Ghosting into the garden was Hedwig.

"Now that's a magnificent bird. Yours Harry" Simon asked.

Harry nodded while going out for Hedwig. "Did you find her girl?"

Hedwig nodded and offered her leg. "Oh she wrote back. Was she at her parents still? "

Another nod. Harry took the note from Hermione off Hedwig's leg.

Taking them both back inside Hedwig perched on the back of a kitchen chair.

Harry opened the letter and Lisa moved away to give him privacy. He scooted closer to her and put the note in front of her.

"You don't have to Harry, If one of my friends wrote me I wouldn't automatically share it with you. You are allowed a life."

"Yes, but this isn't just personnel."

The pair read the letter together.

Dear Harry,

I'm thankful you wrote me, Professor Lupin had visited me to let me know you had left your Aunts home without a word. I was starting to worry. They did ask me if you were friends with Anthony Goldstein. I told them I didn't think so. Harry I understand your reasons for wanting to get away from things for a while. I want to hope you have a plan and are being careful but part of me suspects you are making things up as you go along. Remember Harry although I don't agree with everything the headmaster has done, his motive is trying to keep you safe, the other side want the very worst for you.

Please take care.

As you've asked I won't tell anyone about this except Ron. Not that you have told me much anyway.

Hermione.

"Do you believe her?" Lisa asked.

"I don't know. What I believe is she will do what she thinks is best for me. Is she is convinced that telling the headmaster is the best then that is what she will do. She would come and apologise afterwards and explain her motives. She is a good friend, it's just we don't always agree."

Simon, who had left the kitchen while they read Harry's post stuck his head back in. I'm off to pick up your mum from work. Friday night is junk food night, what do you fancy you two?"

Harry looked to Lisa. "Curry please. A chicken jalfrezi. What about you Harry?"

"I've never had a curry." He admitted.

"Ok I'll get you a medium tikka that should be alright for the first time. Harry remember what I said." With that, Simon headed out.

"What do you need to remember?" Lisa asked.

"Oh you know, my daughter is a princess, keep your hands to yourself, that sort of thing. I don't think he would be too impressed if he knew last night's sleeping arrangements." Harry told her.

"Not yet, he'll come round."

Half an hour later Lisa's parents returned with food. Harry enjoyed the new and to him exotic tastes. Everyone had a good laugh at his expense when he tried a forkful of Lisa's food and he went running for a glass of water.

He marvelled at the inclusiveness he felt from these people who only a week ago would have been strangers. Until Wednesday he had never exchanges more than half a dozen words with Lisa and now he was struggling to imagine a life without her.

"Lisa, Harry." Simon turned to them. "We're planned on a trip up to Bolton Abbey tomorrow, do you want to come?"

"Of course daddy, it's one of my favourite places." Lisa answered for them both.

"Well I was up at six today and was driving by seven, so I'm off for an early night. Harry." He caught Harry's eye before he left the room.

Susan waited for him to head upstairs. "Remember camp bed for now. Harry, I hope you bought some pyjamas, get changed in the bathroom not Lisa's room." With that, she joined her husband upstairs.

"So where's Bolton Abbey?" Harry asked.

"It's a beautiful place. I hope you don't mind me agreeing. The fact my dad invited you is kind of accepting you into the family. When we are all free he always takes us somewhere."

"No I don't mind, I'm enjoying how much at home I feel here, although I'm not looking forward to the camp bed so much."

Harry and Lisa headed up to bed. Harry changed in the bathroom and settled down on the camp bed. He waited for the house to quiet, then sneaked his way into Lisa's room, and sat on the edge of her bed.

"Whazz at?" she murmured half asleep.

"Just me." He leaned forward and kissed her. She returned the kiss at first, then pulled away as she became more aware.

"Harry no, not with my dad here."

"It's ok everyone's asleep."

"Not everyone." Said a voice from the doorway.

"Dad?" Lisa sat up in panic pushing Harry away.

"Honestly Lisa, grant your father some common sense. It was obvious that camp bed hadn't been used. If you think your old enough to sleep together then have the decency to do it without sneaking around. Besides Hogwarts has over a hundred broom closets and countless abandoned classrooms. I could never stop you, only delay the inevitable. I spoke to Harry earlier; he now knows the house rules."

"You knew?"

"As soon as Harry told me he'd slept her two nights. The camp bed should have left dents in the carpet. I'm not altogether happy, you're only sixteen and if you'd asked me first I'd have said no. I know you and I've spoken to Harry. You grow up fast going to that school, there isn't a lot of supervision there but I've always believed in letting you make your own choices. Legally you are old enough, you seem mature enough, you work together as a couple. Now as I said I was up early this morning and I'm knackered. See you for breakfast."

With that he closed the door and left the two of them together. Lisa leaned in close to Harry, "I can't decide whether to kiss you or kill you. You planned that."

"No, he planned that, I just agreed since the upside was I get to cuddle you all night."

"That is a winning argument." The pair kissed briefly before curling up together and falling asleep.

The following morning the pair dressed together. Harry's limited wardrobe allowed him black jeans and a black t-shirt along with his silver grey trainers. Lisa had chosen a light weight summer dress that came to just above her knee, with her long socks that came up to the same point. Whenever she walked or sat, the dress allowed a brief flashes of leg that Harry found more exciting than watching her walk around in just her underwear.

After a full English, which Harry offered and was allowed to cook they all headed to the car.

"Right Harry, I've loaded up the multichanger for the CD player but you get to choose from what we listen to first. So the choices are Pink Floyd Animals, Enya Watermark or Joni Mitchell Blue."

"I don't know." Harry admitted." I've never heard of any of them."

"Is that all you've got in there dad? I thought it held six CD's"

"It does but those three you can still talk over or listen to as you choose. Sabbath Paranoid, AC/DC Black or The Wall dominate a bit so I've vetoed them. So Harry just pick randomly, one, two or three."

Harry picked and cuddled up to Lisa as a dreamy piano started playing. It was a little over an hour before they reached their destination.

They split into their respective pairings and wandered the grounds. Harry and Lisa walked hand in hand. Harry couldn't remember when he had ever felt so normal, he allowed his mind to drift and he started to worry as he did.

"Can we sit?" He pulled Lisa to a tree in sight of the stepping-stones over the river. " I need to be more honest with you. This is the most normal I've ever felt and I'm worried I'm using you. I feel like I'm pretending that at any time my real world will come back and engulf me. Hermione said in her letter that she hoped I wasn't just making it up as I went along, you also said that you knew the risks. You don't, because I've not told you them all." Harry then told Lisa about the prophecy.

"Do you believe it Harry?"

"I'm not sure but the thing is it doesn't matter. He believes it, as does the headmaster. I'm being forced towards this meeting. Those close to me will be caught up in it. I don't want that for you."

"You haven't told me as much as you think you have. I thought he was coming for you out of pride. You are called the boy who lived. Don't scowl at me like that, I don't, others do. I thought that you still being alive was a continued stab at his pride and he wouldn't stop until one of you is dead. So while I was wrong about the motives, I wasn't wrong about the consequences. Harry my dad ran from that world as he feared it. I love being a witch and I love being with you. I'm head over heels for you and completely infatuated. I won't say I love you, not yet. If this was a Disney film or a fantasy book I would, but I believe love is something you have to grow into. It needs tested by time and circumstances. My parents love each other. I hope that we will have that. As for using me, why? Because when we are together you can forget the war, or you can act normal. If that's true we are using each other, because you make me happy." She leaned closer and whispered in his ear. "You are also fantastic in bed. I've heard lots of older girls talk and they warn that it takes a lot of time for things to be as natural as they were after our first night. Have I set you at ease? Someday you will have to tell me everything, start to finish. All that has happened to you, but you haven't told me anything I didn't know. At the moment we are here at peace. That is enough."

Harry sank back into her softness. "I love you, you keep surprising me I keep expecting you to get up and leave me but I'm so glad you don't."

"Just because you have never thought anything through in your life don't assume I haven't. After being in school with you I know about the danger, you had to hit all my pro points for me to get serious. I had in my head a summer fling some kissing and cuddling. I never planned to sleep with you or of you moving in with us. I had assumed that come September we would drift back to our friendship groups. Now after three days I'm hoping for a... " She paused and looked at him. " I don't want to scare you off or sound like a creepy stalker but I'm hoping for a future with you. At sixteen and three days in I shall say no more. So plans, convince me the Weasley twins can be trusted."

Harry stared off into the distance as he tried to formulate his thoughts. First about Lisa's revelation how much she had said and hinted of her desires. When he thought of his future he thought not of fame or dark wizard hunting but a wife and a family now that blurry picture started to take on a focus. He shook his head back to reality and the twins. "Because they have already proved themselves. In the summer before second year, they got a flying car to get me from the Dursley's. In the third year they gave me a priceless magical map. They aren't the sort of people who immediately go to authority. If I said I was fine and safe and asked to meet somewhere, they would and they would keep it secret. They also owe me as much as I owe them in favours. I've lent them some money to help start their business, so they call me a partner."

"Ok, I'm intrigued about the map but I can tell a sidetrack when I hear them. So we meet them, what do you want them to do for you, what would they be willing to do?"

"First thing is money from my vault. Tattoos aren't cheap and I need more clothes."

"About the tattoo you need to be eighteen you know, I made a fake passport last term it wouldn't work to leave the country but it works as fake I.D."

"I imagine they could do that if they know what a real one looks like. I'd like my trunk before the start of next year but that's not so urgent. They would be able to give me information on what the headmaster is up too as well."

"Ok, if you're right it's worth the risk. Where would you want to meet them?"

"I don't know, I know where I don't want to meet them. It has to be away from magical areas and away from York. It would have to be somewhere obvious that they could find and preferable busy."

"Somewhere comes to mind that we can meet them. You can do the face to face and I'll stand back and watch. If they can be trusted it should be fine and besides where I'm thinking of will be a fun day. "

The rest of their time they sat and watched people cross the stepping stone. Laughing as the odd person made a misstep.

Harry could understand how this was one of this families favourite places. The beauty of it and normality helped to restore him. Added to that was this girl cuddled up close to him, that would reach over and kiss him. He fretted and worried at what he was dragging her into but her presence was intoxicating to him. Was it only Wednesday when he had taken the chance and jumped on the Knight Bus? That decision was partially because even if it had been a trap he wouldn't have cared. Now he had someone to care for and who cared for him.

He pulled Lisa close to him, he leaned back against a tree and she leaned against him. He nuzzled her neck. His arms around her waist.

Lisa stiffened slightly and Harry looked up to see her parents walking up the path towards where they were sitting.

"Come on kids, we thought we'd get going. We'll pop in a pub for food on the way back." Her dad told them

Once they got back to the car Simon pulled a coin out of his pocket. Flipping it up in the car he caught and smacked it down on his wrist. "Call."

"Heads."Said Susan.

He checked the coin and smiled. "Tails, that means you drive and I can drink."

"Fine then driver chooses music and pub." Susan opened the boot of the car and loaded different CD's into the multichanger.

They headed out of the car park. "Lisa, the boys picked music on the way up. So I've loaded up the multichanger you can choose from Blondie, Queen, Billy Joel and Meatloaf? "

"What Blondie have you got in?"

"Parallel lines and the Best of."

"While I'm tempted to go for Parallel Lines which is the best album I think we'll go with the Best Of."

They hadn't gone far when Lisa leaned into Harry "I love this line, you could tell I was no débutante." She sang along with track.

The couple stayed as close as their seatbelts would allow.

"Oh don't tell me we're going to The Bull" Simon said from the front seat.

"If you get the pleasure of a pint, I get the pleasure of my favourite pub. It's not too far out the way."

"No, but a Saturday in July it will be full of tourists, there's a nice Brewers Fayre on the way home couldn't we have gone there?"

"I never eat anywhere with laminated menus, not when you are paying."

They pulled into a large car park and made their way onto a cobbled street that reminded Harry of Diagon Alley in the age of its building and decorations.

Despite predictions to the contrary, they found a table for four quite easily.

Harry looked over the menu then looked at the prices.

"I'll just have a scampi and chips." He answered when asked.

"Harry I don't work away from home four nights a week to skimp on meals, if you want scampi that's fine but don't pick it because it's the cheapest thing on the menu." Simon told him.

Despite Harry's protests, Simon ordered him a medium rare steak and chips, and much to his surprise a bottle of wine for them to share.

"It's a quirk of English law, sixteen year olds can drink wine at a pub provided it's with a meal and they have an adult present. Thing is I prefer bitter." He held up his pint. "Susan can't have much more than half a glass as she's driving. So enjoy."

Harry was feeling very relaxed by the time he made it back to the car. Lisa nudged him as a new song started up.

She leaned in close. "Call me, call me any time." She smiled at him.

"Is that why you added the musical note?" He asked, she nodded shyly. "Now that's an idea." he said louder than he realised as the second verse started.

Susan coughed and swerved the car. The two teens in the back went back to an embarrassed silence. Until the next track found Harry agreeing with it again. "Hmm your hair is beautiful."

Once back in the house Lisa made him drink several glasses of water before she bundled him off to bed.

Sunday morning dawned bright and fine. Harry was woken by Lisa. "How's your head?"

"A slight headache nothing much." He told her.

"So Harry, what do you remember of the car drive home?"

"Not a lot really cuddling you, listening to music."

"Do you remember announcing in a voice loud enough for my parents to hear that you'd like to cover me in kisses?"

Harry slumped with his head in his hands. "Anything else?"

Susan's voice from outside the door called. "Are you two getting up today?"

Lisa went outside to speak to her mum and was quickly back in the room. "I told her no and to bugger off and leave us in peace. Don't give me that look do you think I didn't?"

"No I think you did, it's just I can't understand how they actually do as you ask."

"Because Harry, they care for me and trust me, they are starting to care for you. It's early, they have only just met you but provided you don't hurt me which I don't think you will they will care for you too. Despite what I said to my mum I do need some breakfast. Come on, get up and let's eat."

They had a healthy breakfast, then planned the letter to the twins. Harry would have been happy for a request for a meeting. Lisa wanted extra provisions put in.

Simon wandered into the kitchen. "I'm starting the Sunday lunch preparations, Lisa you know what that means." She quickly got up to leave and Harry started to follow her. "Harry, you can stay if you want."

Harry glanced over to Lisa who looked shocked but nodded he should. As Lisa left the kitchen and closed the door behind her as she did.

"In this house." Simon explained." Sunday Lunch is my domain, I never let either Susan or Lisa anywhere near it. I can let you stay if you want but you have to promise not to reveal my secrets."

Harry nodded his agreement. "Yes of course."

"Right, here's the main secret. Roasts are easy to cook, warm the oven, work out the cooking time, put it in, take it out. Easy. Now the trimmings are harder but it's just a matter of organisation. "

Simon then gave Harry a master class in cooking and preparing a Sunday Lunch. The majority of which was sitting and reading the sports pages.

After they had eaten their fill Harry called Hedwig to deliver his note to the twins. He gave her the same instructions he had when she had taken Hermione's letter. Once they had watched Hedwig ghost off into the distance. They returned to the living room to find Lisa's parents engrossed in books with a radio playing classical music quietly in the background.

Lisa headed upstairs and returned with two books. So Harry joined the family in sitting around and reading. He was drawn into an unexpected adventure, of encounters with trolls and elves that sang songs of nonsense.

He was surprised when Susan came in with a tray of crumpets dripping with butter melting into the hot toasted surface. An array of jams and spreads sat on the folding table she seat up in the living room. So the day passed with bites from treats and the turning of pages, as ever nearer the company got closer to the mountain and a dragon.

He was surprised when Susan and Simon headed off to bed that the day had gone so quickly. Then startled again when Hedwig barked and banged against the window. The twins reply was short and to the point. They agreed to meet Harry where he asked.

They headed off to bed then, Harry curled up around Lisa a smile on his face drinking in her scent. Every day here restored him in ways he couldn't put into words.

By the time they awoke on the Monday, Simon had left for work and Susan was just finishing her last sip of tea before heading out the door.

Harry dressed again in a black jeans and shirt combination, watched Lisa as she walked out of the house. Black, tight leggings covered her legs and with a plain black t-shirt that was almost long enough to cover her bum. A black leather jacket which she explained was the only coat with deep enough pockets to hide her wand. The only colour in her outfit was her doc martins that were bright red, and her hair that was now showing its golden blond true colour with just the faintest hint of a pink wash.

Harry stuck out his wand and with a clatter and bang the knight bus appeared. Stan took in their appearance. His eyes focusing on Lisa.

"Sorry, wizards only, no muggles allowed. With a swish and a flick Lisa's wand was in her hand and Stan's eyes crossed as he tried to keep the tip in focus.

"Pardon. " Lisa asked.

Stan's swallow was almost audible. "Where to?"

They sat together on an oversized armchair the slid around the floor as the bus jumped from one spot to another in the country. Harry smiled and then laughed aloud at Lisa who shouted "Weeee" every time the seat slid across the floor. Harry joined in, her manner and sense of fun became infectious.

"If you enjoyed that, you're going to love where we're going."

They reached their destination quite quickly, Harry suspected they were moved up the queue to get them off the bus before they annoyed the other passengers too much.

To the left of them was a long sandy beach, that was just starting to fill with families with young children. On their right was a fun fair, a large red roller coaster reached up to the sky. Harry gasped as he saw a car begin its fast descent the Doppler screams of its passengers just reaching his ears.

He turned to Lisa, a half formed question on his lips.

"Later, we need to know if the twins can get you some money first. If you go in there and you're not careful you will find all your cash gone."

Harry reluctantly allowed her to lead him away from the fair. Their planned destination of the tower lay ahead. They walked between the seawall and the trams that crackled and left a smell of ozone behind as they passed.

They had arrived early to give themselves plenty of time to walk to their meeting place. As they passed the central pier Harry took out his cloak and covered himself, disappearing from view. He followed close behind Lisa, doing his best to watch for any order members but his eyes kept falling back to how she moved in her leggings and the just how much her t shirt failed to cover.

She paused and asked in a low voice. "Have you seen anyone who looks like they might be a wizard?"

He paused to pull his eyes away from her bottom. "No, no one I recognise, or who looks out of place. Mind you if he has gone to the order and they have any sense he'll have Tonks with him. She can dress muggle and I wouldn't be able to recognise her. "

The pair took a seat at a tram station watching the main entrance of the Tower.

Lisa gave everyone who came near her an angry stare and thus got some space so no one else waiting tried to sit in the same spot Harry was invisibly occupying.

At ten to twelve, Harry spotted a twin walking down the road.

"Right said Lisa. "Let's see if we can trust them."

A.N.

It turns out both Lisa's parents are liberal or maybe just pragmatic. Maybe I just didn't want to write scenes of people arguing.

They are having quite the tour of locations. Bolton Abbey, and Haworth to visit the Black Bull.

The seaside town will become obvious next chapter if you can't tell

Three weeks, three chapters, this will slow down.

Music referred to but not named. Dreaming. Call Me and Atomic all by Blondie