AN/ Thank you for all those who have reviewed and read this story thus far. I seriously appreciate it. And thank you to all those who have read and continue to read. It makes me happy that so many seem to like this fic. With that said I do not own Harry Potter. That right goes to JKR. Also a thank you to Alphaflash for all his help.

Two months passed quickly for Harry Pendragon as he flooed back into his manor after a long travel from Tokyo to London. He stumbled his way up the stairs and fell onto his bed in the master bedroom. He quickly fell asleep, not thinking of anything but the land of Morpheus.

The following day, he stretched out in bed and looked around with tired eyes. He suddenly remembered he had come home and had gone straight to bed. He yawned, stood up from the bed, and went to the bathroom to get washed up. After a long bath, he got out and put on fresh clothes. Going downstairs, he found Trixie making breakfast.

"Good morning, Trixie." He greeted her.

"Good morning, Master Harry, sir. You have a letter there on the table for you." She said as she flipped a piece of bacon.

"Thank you." He said as he sat down at the table, taking up the letter. He was surprised to find that it was addressed to him by Remus. He pulled it open and unfurled the parchment it was on.

Dear Harry,

I hope this letter finds you well after your return from overseas. I am sorry if I am bothering you; I was wondering if you would like to come to my house for a few days. The summer has been rather dull without others to spend it with. Anyway, I won't keep you long. Please respond with a yes or no. Either is fine. I was just wondering."

Remus Lupin

Harry finished reading as Trixie placed a plate of food before him. "Would master like anything else?" She asked with a smile.

Harry smiled back and shook his head. "No, thank you, Trixie."

After breakfast, he went to his study, where he found Athena perched. He walked over to his desk and began to write three letters out. The first was to Remus thanking him for the invitation and asking if the following Monday was fine with him. The second and third letters were to Amelia and Lily, letting them know he was back in the country.

A few days later, I found Harry walking up to a non-discreet house in the middle of a large field. It wasn't a fancy house by any means. However, it wasn't too bad either. It reminded Harry of the Burrow if he thought about it. It was a single-story home with white paint on the outside that looked like it needed a new paint job. Its windows were a bit dusty, and the roof looked like it may have a few leaks in it. However, it had a beautiful garden in the front with various flowers that looked well cared for.

Harry walked up to the front door and gave it a gentle knock. He heard a woman's voice from the other side telling him to hold on. A moment later, a beautiful woman dressed in a purple sundress with long light brown hair and chocolate-colored eyes. She smiled upon seeing the young man with a smile that lit up her face.

"Oh, hello, young man, you must be Harry. Remus has told us so much about you. Come in, please, and let me call him." She said and turned in to let him in and called out. "Remus, your friend Harry is at the door!"

Harry bowed a bit to her as he entered the house. "Thank you, madam."

She smiled. "Oh, none of that madam nonsense, dear. You can call me Hope."

Harry gave her a smile of his own and nodded a bit. A moment later, Remus came into the foyer. He smiled a bit upon seeing Harry there. "Hiya Harry, how's your summer been?" He asked as he came up to shake his hand.

Harry smiled at him and gave his hand. "It's not been too bad, Remus. How about you?"

Remus's smile brightened a bit. "It's been pretty cool. My dad has been teaching me about different creatures. He showed me a Grindelow the other day."

Harry shuddered a bit at the mention of a Grindelow. "I hate those things. So hard to deal with while underwater."

Hope was watching the two with a smile. It was good to see Remus with friends. He hadn't had any since the attack, and she had been worried about him. When Lyle had heard that this Harry boy had found out he was a werewolf, they had both been apprehensive. With that information, it could ruin poor Remus's life. However, after hearing that the boy didn't care and had even started to spend time with him playing chess, their fears were abated.

Remus laughed a bit at that. "Yeah, they can be quite the little buggers. That's what makes them so dangerous." He said as he scratched the back of his head. "Any way you want to play a game of chess?"

Harry's smile grew. "of course, I would. That sounds great."

Hope's smile widened as she watched the two walk to the sitting room to play chess. She went to the kitchen to the sounds of their conversation to start dinner. It would be good if these two became better friends. She wanted her son's best childhood and prayed that this new friend could give him that.

In the sitting room, Harry and Remus had already started their game. "So, how have your studies been going? I am pretty sure I have completed all of the assignments."

Remus didn't respond right away as he contemplated his next move. "Not bad. I think I have everything done as well. My summer has been boring, so I didn't have much else to do."

Harry raised a brow as he watched him move his piece. "No big and exciting places this summer?"

Remus sighed as he waited for his next turn and watched the board. "No, not really. I have tried to write to the guys but haven't gotten any response. I'm glad you replied. I was starting to worry that maybe my time at Hogwarts was all a dream."

Harry sympathized with him on that. He remembered the summer after his first year when Dobby had taken his letters. He had felt the same way after not hearing from his friends for so long. Like it had all been a dream, and he had woken up back in his hell hole that was life with the Dursleys. He sighed a bit and nodded. "I can see how one could feel that way given your past. I am sorry that they haven't returned your letters, Remus."

Remus shrugged his shoulders a bit at that but nodded. "I appreciate it, but it's okay. Maybe they are just busy, is all."

Harry nodded. he could tell that Remus didn't believe his words and his doubts about his friends were growing, but he wouldn't say anything to the other boy. It wasn't his place, and he didn't want to break up the friendship he knew the four had in the last timeline. Well, he wouldn't mind breaking off the friendship between them and Pettigrew. He was still a little rat at this timeline, and he wasn't happy about it. However, he couldn't come up with a good reason to. What could he say? I'm from the future, and this kid that is your friend will get you and the girl you are married to killed by a madman. It just didn't work like that.

Their game went on for a while, and their conversation turned to less depressing topics. They talked about various things, from magical creatures to their classes. Harry told him about his time in Japan and learning to duel from a small magical dojo there. It had been a wonderful experience, and he had honestly learned more than he thought he ever would while there. Granted, it had taken him some time to get through magical customs, what with Larry.

A few hours later, they had moved on to a game of exploding snap. Each of them was covered in soot, and eyebrows singed. They laughed heartily at one another. They were stopped when they heard a soft giggling from the doorway. They turned to see Hope standing there with a smile on her face. "Well, don't you two seem to be having fun?"

Remus smiled at seeing his mother smile. She always smiled around him, but it seemed to be more forced. He knew she worried about him and that he hadn't any friends growing up. "Yeah, we are sorry about the mess, though, Mom."

"Oh, let me," Harry said and pulled out his wand. With a flick, the soot from around the room and on the two of them disappeared.

"Oh my... I thought you couldn't do magic out of school, dear." Hope asked, looking concerned.

Harry waved her off. "Normally, you would be correct; however, when my parents passed, I was emancipated. I now have all the rights of an adult within the wizarding world."

Hope's hand went to her mouth, and she sent a slightly sharp look to a sheepish Remus. Remus then mumbled. "Sorry, I guess I forgot to mention that bit."

Harry gave him a confused look. "What bit?"

Remus was about to answer when the front door opened. A tall man with a thinning hairline and salt-and-pepper hair pushed his way into the home. Harry could tell his clothes, while nice, were neither new nor expensive. He could see the family resemblance between the father and son, having seen Remus as an adult in his timeline.

The man stopped when he turned from putting up his coat and saw three sets of eyes staring at him. His wife was a bit watery, and that concerened him. He knew the Harry boy Remus had told them about was coming over and assumed the blond boy was him. "Ah... hello?"

"Hello, honey, welcome home," Hope replied softly.

"Ah, hey, Dad," Remus said.

"Hello, sir, it's a pleasure to meet you." The Harry boy said with a slight bow.

Lyle raised an eyebrow at that. The only people he knew who bowed were purebloods, but most didn't take to werewolves. "So what's going on?"

Remus rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. "Well, you see, I may have forgotten to mention a few things when I talked to you and Mom about him."

Lyle raised an eyebrow at his son and then at his son's friends. "Like what exactly?"

"Well, you see, um, well, he is an orphan, you see... and he also has a familiar that is a Hydra Basilisk. He is also emancipated, you see." Remus said awkwardly as he glanced over at Harry. "He ah is also the head of the Pendragon family due to being the last of his line."

Silence took over the room as Lyle stared between his son and his friend. Hope, for her part, was utterly confused. She didn't understand most of what that meant. Finally, Lyle spoke up again. "Oh... well then, I am sorry for your loss, my lord." He said with a bow of his head.

Harry's turn was to rub the back of his head in discomfort. "No need to bow. I would much rather us to be friends, and I would much prefer no one bow to me."

"Wait, Pendragon as it King Arthur?" Hope asked in confusion.

"Yes, King Arthur was my ancestor on my father's side," Harry told her as he turned to her with a kind smile.

"Oh my, so the stories are true then? King Arthur did exist! Does that mean that you are the real king of Britain?" She asked enthusiastically.

Lyle turned pale at her question. It wasn't that she had asked it, just that he was worried that Harry might take some offense to it. The Pendragons were a significant family in the wizarding world, and the boy could make life hard for them. He was surprised, however, when the boy chuckled.

"Well, yes and no. You see, Arthur was only the king of magical Britain in his time. It is often confused that he was the king of Britain as the non-magical and magical worlds were much more intertwined at the time. This then became a myth of sorts to the non-magical community. It is one of the only true stories that has made it to the non-magical world outside of Merlin. The only real change to it is that Arthur was a wizard." Harry told them as they all took a seat in the sitting room.

Hope's eyes sparkled with delight and interest that Lyle hadn't seen in a while, and he was happy to see it. He was also pleased to see the boy was rather down to earth. "So, do you know what he was like? Was he as noble as the stories used to tell?"

Remus turned a bit pink at hearing his mother gush about this. He had learned that Harry was relatively humble, which was part of why he hadn't told his parents about this. He was happy, though, that Harry seemed to indulge his mother. "Oh, I'm not too sure. Not much is left regarding written documentation on the man himself, even in my family. However, from what my father had told me and the family grimore, he does seem to be a rather noble man. He encouraged the magical people to be friendly to non-magical and magical creatures, especially those with intelligence, such as goblins and centaurs. He was taught by Merlin himself to use magic and would often use it to help the non-magical kingdom. Eventually, after his death, the non-magical community started to turn against magic with the advent of Christianity. They started to see us as unnatural and blasphemous in the eyes of the lord. Soon, Arthur's vision for the future turned sour, and his descendants decided to withdraw the magical community into hiding, as many others had done worldwide. As time continued, my ancestors decided to hand over the regens to democracy and gave up our kingship. However, we still hold power in the wizarding world and, if we feel that the democratic state is not doing what is best for the people, take over the kingship once more."

The Lupins were stunned and silenced, as even Lyle didn't know some of that. "Wow, that is such a rich history for your family," Hope exclaimed.

Harry nodded, "It is, and I am proud of my family and try to live by Arthurs's example of treating everyone equally."

Lyle then had a thought strike him about something his son had said. "If you don't mind, but Remus had mentioned something about a basilisk?"

Harry smiled a bit. "Oh yes. I found him when I was seven, or perhaps I should say he found me. You see, I have a familiar bond with him. Magic had decided that he and I should go through this life together, and it has been that way since."

Lyle's eyes now flashed with curiosity and fascination. "A familiar bond, you say? My that is rare and with such a rare creature as well. But how does it not kill? As far as I know, the basilisk can kill with a look."

"Um honey, what is a basilisk?" Hope asked her husband, now fully enthralled with this topic.

"A basilisk is a magical snake labeled as the king of snakes. It can kill with a look and is the most poisonous creature. Not much is known about them other than they are born from a chicken egg incubated under a toad." Lyle told her.

Hope scrunched up her nose cutely in thought. "Under a toad, how does a snake come from a chicken egg?"

Harry chuckled. "That is just the mystery of life, I suppose. Would you like to meet him?"

The two older Lupins nodded enthusiastically, and Remus just smiled at them. It was good to see his parents in so good of spirits. Harry made a hissing noise, and Larry crawled out from the collar of his shirt. Hope gasped at the beautiful crimson scales. Lyle was fascinated by the fact it had seven heads.

"To answer your earlier question, Mr. Lupin has a second set of lids that prevents him from killing with his stare. Now, I would like to introduce you all to Larry the Basilisk." Harry said as he scratched the middle one's head.

Hope giggled a bit at the name. "Can I touch him?" She asked.

Harry nodded and just advised not to scratch the far left head as he was a rather angry head and didn't like getting scratched by anyone but Harry. He said he wouldn't hurt her, but he would hear about it for months. She giggled and scratched the far right head that seemed rather sleepy. Lyle two scratched the head of the one that looked a bit dopey.

After they talked some more and everyone had a turn scratching Larry, they went into the kitchen for the lovely meal Hope had prepared. Harry left a few hours later after he and Remus played more games. He found he rather liked Remus's family, and they liked him immensely. He had been invited back after that summer as well, and he had gladly accepted.

A few days later, I found Harry sitting with Amelia in the garden of Bones Manor. It was just the two of them as Edgar had gone off to a friend's house, and Edward was off at the ministry at a meeting. They were sitting on a bench and looking over the garden.

"I've missed hanging out with you, Harry. How was your trip to America?" Amelia asked.

Harry smiled at her. "I've missed hanging out with you too, Amelia. America was fine. It was good to be back in a way. I learned a lot from the medicine man I was learning from."

She tilted her head in question. "What is a medicine man?"

Harry chuckled a bit. "Well, a median man practices healing magic within a native American tribe. They are a witch or wizard who helps the people. Non magical or magical."

She frowned at that a bit. "But doesn't that break the secrecy statute by helping muggles?"

"Yes and no. You see, it does break it by any other standards, but you see, it is part of the Native American culture to use a medicine man. They don't perform spells outright using a wand, you see. Most of their work is done with more potions. They use potions or tonics created with plants to heal the sick. America is also proficient as a whole in the use of wandless magic, as the natives didn't have wands before the European settlers arrived. The European magical community was much more open to the natives, and they traded spells and techniques. Learning things like potions and wandless magic from the natives. We taught them things like apparition and our potions and such." He explained.

She scrunched up her nose in thought. "I suppose that makes sense then. It's just a bit odd to think that there are people out there that benefit from magic but know nothing about it or suspect it."

"Well, they call it magic still; it's kind of like hiding in plain sight. Magic was ingrained in their religion and just continued on today." He explained.

Amelia nodded her head a bit at that. "That is pretty cool."

Harry nodded. "So, what have you been doing this summer?"

She leaned over and against his shoulder, wanting to be more comfortable. "Well, Dad took us on a vacation to France as a surprise. We visited the Eiffel Tower and the Louvre. It was interesting to see and hard to believe the muggles created something like the tower with out magic."

"I bet that would be cool to visit. Perhaps I'll go there soon." He said, not minding the contact with her.

"You should. It was fascinating." She told him with a smile.

A few days after visiting, Amelia found him Cokeworth in the Evans's backyard. He made his way to the back door and gave it a nock. He hadn't been prepared to be knocked to the ground by a red missile with emerald eyes. "Harry, you're here!"

He chuckled as he stood up and helped Lily to her feet. "Well, hello to you as well, Lily. How is your summer going?"

"Oh, Harry, it's been wonderful. I've been helping Toony with learning potions, and it has been just so much fun!" Lilly told him excitedly. "Oh, and she is a natural at it, to you know."

Harry chuckled as he was led into the house. "Good morning, Rose, Robert, and Patunia. I hope you all are having a pleasant Summer."

"Hello, Harry." They all called back to him from their place at the kitchen table.

"Harry dear, have you eaten? I can make you up something if you like." Rose offered as the two youngest sat down.

"Thank you for the offer, ma'am, but I ate before coming over." He told her with a smile. He then turned to Petunia. "How was your school year, Petunia? I hope it was good."

Petunia took a moment to swallow her food to think about his question. While she felt he was different from other wizards she had met, she was still cautious and wanted to ensure he wasn't making fun of her. Finally deciding he wasn't, she smiled a bit. "It was okay. Boring, though."

Harry nodded almost sagely. "Yeah, I can understand that. The homework is the most boring thing, in my opinion, but lectures from the teachers are too."

The Evens's parents chuckled at seeing the scandalized look on Lily's face at his words. They knew their daughter loved those things a lot. Patuna, on the other hand, was surprised that he made Hogwarts out to be like any other school. To hear Lily or especially Snape talk about it, it was the most beautiful place in the world, and nothing there was boring.

"How can you say lectures are boring, Harry? they are so fascinating to hear about the magic we can perform!" Lily asked.

"Ah, yes, but performing the actual magic to me is much more interesting. But that is beside the point; we shouldn't discuss school. It's summer holiday, and we should focus on having fun." He told the two girls with a smile.

Lily rolled her eyes and smiled. "Well, okay, I guess we could do that." Her voice dripped with mock sarcasm.

Harry waited for the Evans to finish their breakfast as he sat and talked to them about his holiday travels. "Harry, may I ask why you traveled to learn more magic? Why not just learn here in Britain?" Petunia surprised him by asking.

Harry gave her a kind smile. "Well, you see, different places have different magic. For instance, Japan, where I went last on my trip, is well known for its duelists. Many professional duelists from Japan end up in the top ten highest-ranking duelists in the world. I could learn from any duelist, sure, but I figured I had the means to learn from the best, so that is what I wanted to do. The medicine men and women of the Native American tribes boast some of the world's best healers, so I went to them."

Petunia nodded. "Oh, I see. That makes more sense than why you would want to travel for that."

Harry nodded his head with a broader smile. He was glad to see Patunia having opened up more to him. She seems happier since the last time he has seen her. They continued talking until the kids were sent outside to play. Before they got too far from the house, however, to go to the park, Patunia stopped him and slowed down so Lily was in front of them.

"Harry, I would like to thank you for the potion books you gave me." She said quietly. "It's nice to have something in common with Lily now and something I can talk to her about in her world. I also really like the subject too. It's almost like cooking in a way, just with odd ingredients. It also makes me feel that I won't hold her back not knowing magic."

Harry gave her a sizeable, lopsided grin. "Don't worry about it, Petunia. I am just glad I can help. As I told you before, I doubt Lily would ever feel you are holding her back and will love you even if you didn't learn any form of magic. If you want more things to learn, I can send you a few books on magical creatures. A few you would need spells to handle, but it would give you two something else to talk about."

Her smile grew even more at his words, and she nodded. "I would like that very much, Harry, thank you. And thank you for being a good friend... to both of us."

Harry just nodded his head with a smile. "Any time, Petunia."