A/N: The amount of characters that I have shown in this story so far in each chapter, will dwindle quite a bit. Right now, it's just the beginning of a new life, and everyone is trying to get used to the new neighbors. Just hang tight, please?

Chapter 7.)

Black Farm House

Harry was sitting in his chair, it had been days since he saw any of the wolves, and while he wanted to see Leah he needed to keep distance between them. He loved his kids and wouldn't want them to think he was trying to replace anyone they held dear to them.

After Leah's declaration, the wolves and vampires immediately went to the new Black Farm House with Harry. They spent that entire day decorating and resizing furniture. It was a day spent quietly, but efficiently. Harry barely said anything, his mind lost somewhere in thought as he continued to work. When they were finished sometime around midnight that night, and Harry graciously said a few words in thanks before shaking the men's hands and giving the females hugs, admittedly he held Leah for a few seconds longer than was necessary.

"Harry?" He looked up from the window he was watching the kids through. And saw Hermione standing there.

"Yeah, 'Mione?" He was watching her intently. "Have you settled into your rooms, yet? How about Rose? I know my troublemakers did." He chuckled at the thought of what his children did to him while he was sleeping. "They seem to like it here. A lot."

"I miss him, Harry. And I don't know what to do… What should I do?" Harry pulled her into his lap and turned back to the view of the yard. "They seem so carefree, now. So different to how they used to be. Just a few days in this town, and I'm seeing changes already." She sighed, regretfully.

He held her tightly, and rubbed her back. Knowing she was referring to every little thing her mind had caught onto, "'Mione, why don't you go back to school? Muggle school, I mean. We can send the kids to school too. I could join you." He was smiling softly. "Who would've thought I would want to go back?"

She started laughing at Harry, and soon she was just laughing, her eyes shining with a joy that she used to get from books while at school. "I actually like that idea, Lord Potter-Black!" She smiled up at him, if we study enough we can take all the exams and maybe even go to college!"

Harry watched as she got excited about school, once again and before he knew it, she was standing up and pacing the floor. And then she giggled, "I'm starving, I think I'll have a better chance of thinking if I'm full." She rounded on him, "Harry, be a dear, and make some of your famous Chocolate Lasagna and Homemade Pizza?"

He looked back towards the window, where he was enjoying watching his babies' smiles brighten even more as they played on the grounds of the Farm House. "But…" but when he looked back at her, he was caught off guard by her innocent puppy dog look, "Fine!" He stood up and huffed, before heading to the kitchen. He wouldn't, and couldn't, lie. This room was by far his favorite. He was always whistling and smiling as he cooked for his family.

There was a ruckus by the front door before James and Lily ran through the kitchen, trying to beat Teddy and Rose to the Dining Room and from there the Living Room. It was their favorite thing to do lately. A game of chase, or tag, throughout their big open home. And then they would come to the dining room and eat up all the food they could.

Hermione was sitting on the couch and watching the Teddy and Lily start a game of Wizarding Chess, as James took out his new favorite book that was found in the Black Library here. She looked around for Rose, and watched as her daughter sat in the corner in the back of the room. While she had been all smiles playing, when it came time to wind down the children either distracted themselves, or went into melancholy states. Which, now, was what Rose was doing.

She watched her daughter's hand come up and wipe away a tear and frown. Hermione stood and walked over to her. She slid down the wall, pulling her knees to her chest. She didn't say anything, just sat there silently. As if waiting for her to speak, and speak she did. Though the words were near silent. "I don't know what to do mum. It hurts." A few more tears fell as she leaned onto her mom's shoulder, "I miss dad, but not as much as I miss my uncles and their wives. And the many kids that could play." She hiccupped quite a few times, due to her tears.

Hermione didn't say anything just sat there silently, it's what her daughter likes. The silent acceptance and comfort from another person. It's much less infuriating than answering a thousand questions when she's upset, she was very much like her mother in that aspect. Hermione sat there for a little while, and she was thinking furiously. She finally came to a decision on what Harry offered. If nothing less, the kids would go to school and meet new people.

With that thought, she looked down at her adorable baby girl. "I think Dinner and Dessert is done, Rose. Let's go eat. And then I'll tuck you into bed." With that they went into the dining room, to find the other three kids seated and Harry making their plates. She looked over at Neville and Luna, smiling in acknowledgement of their return from Seattle.

There was a lot of pleasant talking, going around the table. A lot less frowns, and a lot of little smiles. The kids were giggling and Neville was rubbing Luna's baby bump as Hermione brought up stories of simpler times. And Harry? Well he was just watching his family as they ate. "So, Harry. Leah?" And Harry's cheeks bloomed into a slight shade of pink. And that set the adults into peals of laughter. "Honestly, though, what are you doing?" Harry shrugged his shoulders.

"That conversation is for a different time, Neville. When the kids are in bed." Harry answered and then flashed a smile. "Besides, we have all the time in the world to deluge ourselves in anything we want."

Neville nodded his head in acceptance of the answer and smiled. Luna giggles, her wispy personality slowly returning though it was still marred by the scars and the serious look in her eyes. "Thank you, Harry, for the chocolate dessert. It was delicious. May I take the girls to their room for a story?"

Harry nodded his head, and turned to look at James and Teddy. "Would you two like a bedtime story as well?" Both boys' smiles beamed up at him, as if thinking it was the best present they could ever receive.

"I'll clean up with Neville's help, Harry. Go on." Hermione laid a hand on his arm and then gently shoved him out of his seat.

He headed down the hall way and stopped by the girls' room. He could hear Luna telling them a story. A story about a man, who at the time was a boy, who carried the burden off the world on top of his shoulders. That's as far as he could listen in on their story, because the boys' incessant pulling of his arms finally dragged him down to their bedroom door.

When inside, he tucked them into their beds, and after taking a seat on the floor of their room, he told them a story. A story about a young werewolf, going to school and befriending 2 pranksters and a sneaky human being, and how their friendship blossomed. Before he could finish the story, the boys had fallen asleep, and with a kiss to their foreheads he left the room, closing the door behind him.

Walking out to the living room, he saw that Luna had finished telling her tale. He smiled at her gratefully before turning to Hermione. "I'm sending the kids to school, Harry. We are too old. We can take classes and get our diplomas another way, and then we can get into college." She looked at Neville and Luna. "Besides it would be entirely too risky to do anything adult-ish with Luna heavily pregnant."

Harry chuckled to himself, before grabbing one of her shoulders. "Mione, it sounds like a good plan. Okay? Now we just need to see where we need to sign them up, and what they need." He smiled at her, and then looked at Luna. "Besides, everyone needs to remain calm, if we don't want to disrupt our smooth daily life."

"So, we are sending the kids to school, and going through online schooling ourselves? Harry, what about your situation?" Neville asked again, this time he had a smirk, and he knew that Harry couldn't dodge the question now.

Harry tried to swallow air around the lump that formed in his throat as his cheeks became pink-tinged. "Well, I thought I might invite Leah out on a little walk to the beach, and get to know her. Before I brought her home to the kids and family?" The statement he made, sounded more like a question and Neville laughed before he calmed himself.

"That's actually a very good idea, Harry." He clapped his hand on his shoulder, before yawning. "But it has been such an eventful day, I think it's time to turn in." And the rest of them agreed, before going to their respective rooms. Harry's being closest to the Front Door, and Neville and Luna's being at the end of the Hallway. Hermione was between the kid's bedroom, on the opposite side of the hallway—the same side Harry's was on.

As the adults all prepared for sleep to come, they set up their precautionary spells—silencing spells, breeching spells, tracking spells, alarm spells, etc. The next few days were going to be busy, with getting the kids settled into going to school, and getting their own schooling on the road. For Neville and Luna, they've got baby Alicia going to be joining the family shortly. For Hermione, she'll be able to finally put her intelligent brain back to work and to begin coping with life. For Harry, he was set to begin coping with life and soon start talking to his 'soulmate.'

A/N: Sorry Guys. It's a short chapter today. I've been extremely busy. I've also started writing two other stories for when my mind cannot concentrate on this one in particular. The names of these stories are, Hope It Gives You Hell (twilight) and Letter to the Past (Harry Potter). Please go check them out! Much love. And I enjoy reading everyone's reviews!