Disclaimer: I own Saerry, the twins, Aeyr's, the Serpent, the Hydra, Ron's girlfriend Amara Binks, the portraits, and Arx Serpens.  Everything else belongs to JKR.  Though I would really like to own Sevi…

Severus took a step up onto the stairs and yelled, "Are you two packed?"

"Yes!"

"Yeah, Dad!"

"Then get down here!"

Harry strode out of his room, his trunk floating behind him as he walked down the stairs.  Draco followed a few moments later, dragging his own trunk.  He glared at Harry and growled, "Show off."

Harry smiled in response and waved a hand at Draco's trunk, which floated up into the air.

"Better?"

"Bloody show boat."

Severus shook his head and chuckled.  Harry beamed at his father and said, "Your hair finally turn back to normal?"

Draco blinked and stared down the stares at his adopted father, whose hair had returned to black.  His eyes, however, were still periwinkle blue.

"His hair did you mean.  His eyes on the other hand…"

Harry slapped his hand over Draco's mouth and asked, "Ever find out who did it?"

Severus nodded while Draco glared at Harry.

"Conall.  The scamp decided to play a trick on his uncle."

Harry laughed while Draco shoved his hand away from his mouth, scowling.

"That doesn't bode well."

"No, it certainly doesn't," grumbled Severus.  He then sighed and asked, "Are you two coming to Hogwarts with us or heading on our to the Cauldron?"

"Cauldron," replied Draco and Harry in unison.

"Ah.  Well, tell Miss Granger I expect her to fulfill her Head Girl duties very well.  Else I might decide to give the privilege to Pansy Parkinson."  Severus said this with a smirk, causing Harry to laugh.

"Oh, she'll love hearing that!"

Draco frowned and asked, "Whose Head Boy?"

Severus nodded at Harry and replied, "You're looking at him."

"Harry?  Won't people think that your playing favorites?"

Harry chuckled and slung an arm about his adopted brother's shoulders.  He said, "Draco, Draco, Draco…  Haven't you learned yet that our family doesn't give a damn what people think of us?"

"Harry," growled Severus.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah.  I know.  Don't curse.  Sheesh.  When will I get to say what I want?"

"When you move out."

"Like that'll ever happen," muttered Draco.  Harry cuffed him on the shoulder then headed down the stairs and into the library.  Draco followed, rubbing his shoulder.

"So you two are off?" asked Saerry from where she sat on the couch, Deirdre asleep at her hip and Conall bouncing on her knee.  The little boy giggled and cried, "Hawwy!  Hawwy!  Dwco!  Dwco!"

Harry smiled and picked up his two-year-old cousin.

"Hiya, Con."

"Hawwy!  Hawwy!"

Draco chuckled and said mockingly, "Hawwy, Hawwy."

"Shut up," growled Harry, scowling.

Conall cried, "Ba Dwco!" and grabbed a lock of the seventeen-year-old's blond hair, which he had grown out to his shoulders.  The little boy gave it a great tug and Draco yelped in pain.

"Ow!"

"Ba Dwco!"

Harry and Saerry laughed at him and Severus, who had just entered the library, said, "That's what you get, Draco."

Draco scowled and rubbed at his scalp, grumbling incoherently.  Harry smirked at him, earning a cuff on the shoulder, then handed the bouncing Conall back to Saerry.  She smiled and said, "I'll see you two in two weeks."

"Maybe not Harry here," growled Draco, scowling at the other boy.  Harry beamed innocently and cast a hazy illusion of a halo above his head.  Saerry snorted with laughter while Draco frowned at the halo.

"As if anyone would believe that."

Harry grinned and said, "You wouldn't believe how many would."

"Liar."

"Lie?  Me?  Never!"

"Liar."

"Jerk."

"Arse."

"Arsehole."

"Liar."

"You need new material."

"Sod off."

"Arse."

"Jerk."

"Arse."

"Jerk."

"Arse.

"Jerk."

"Arsehole."

"Bas…"

"Not," cried Saerry sternly, "in front of the impressionable minds, thank you."

Draco and Harry looked at her sheepishly and mumbled, "Sorry, Saerry."

The werewolf snorted and gave them a stern look reminiscent of McGonagall while Severus chuckled in the background.

"I guess we'll be off then," sighed Draco.

"Yes," said Harry.  "Lots to do."

"Shops to raid."

"Things to buy."

"Things to do."

"More things to do."

"Weasel's to annoy."

"Ferret's to annoy."

"Just tons..."

"...and tons..."

"...to do," finished both boys.

"Just go!" yelled Severus and Saerry.

"Fine!" yelled Draco and Harry in response, grinning.  Severus shook his head while Saerry chortled, Conall giggling in her lap.  Draco shook his head, looking up at the ceiling, while Harry busied himself with the jar of Floo powder.

"The Leaky Cauldron!"

Harry disappeared in a swirl of green flames and Draco whirled, crying, "Oi!  Wait for me, ye bloody blaggard!"

A moment later they both were gone and the manor fell quiet.  Severus looked at Saerry and sighed.

"Silence at last."

"Not for long."

"Hush, little sister.  I want to enjoy it."

Saerry snorted but remained quiet.

* * * * * * * * * * *

Thud.  Thud.  Squawk!

Harry fell out of the fireplace, followed by his trunk and the phoenix he had not known was following him.  Fawkes shot across the pub and landed on the bar.  Tom poked at the bird then looked at Harry, who smiled sheepishly before rising to his feet.

Only to be thrown to the floor again when Draco came through and ran head-on into him.

"Ooomphf!"

"Hello there," said Draco good-naturedly to Tom as he sat on Harry's back.  Harry growled and reached a hand up behind him to grab a handful of Draco's robes.  He shoved the other boy off of him with a "Geroff you!"

Fawkes made a grumpy sounding chirp and Harry looked at the phoenix.

"What?"

Fawkes fluffed up his soot-covered feathers and Harry sighed before looking at Tom.

"Hello, Tom."

"Harry," said the man, grinning toothlessly at him.  "Will you two be staying?"

"Till school starts," said Draco, brushing soot off his jeans.

Harry nodded then said, "We need two rooms.  Our friends are coming."

"Mr. Weasley, Miss Weasley, and Miss Granger?"

The two boys blinked and Tom grinned at them.  Draco opened his mouth to ask a question and Tom said, "They're already here and in their rooms.  The two of you are in room 7 with Mr. Weasley and the ladies are in room 13 across the hall."

Harry picked up his trunk and said, "Thanks, Tom," before heading for the stairs.  Fawkes warbled and he held out his arm.

"Come here you."

The phoenix warbled again and flew to the seventeen-year-old he had chosen as his master.  Harry let the phoenix settle on his arm then headed up the stairs, his trunk thumping against the steps.  Draco nodded at Tom before picking up his trunk and following.

Chapter 222222222222!!!  AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!  ^_^  Ron, Ginny, and Hermione enter next chapter.

Question, should Amara be at the Cauldron?  That's Ron's girlfriend if some of you do not remember her from Trials and Tribulation.