Harry held Elias's hand tightly as they entered a yard. It was a beautiful mansion with at least three different stories and probably a basement. It had two towers in the front, like a castle, and was whitewashed wood and red brick. It had two balconies visible on the same side.

"Welcome to Château de parfums."

"Castle of scents?"

"Our backyard is filled with flowers. Also, the fact most of us can smell each other."

"Oh...Eli?"

"Yes, love?"

"I don't know if I can do this..."

It was the second month of summer vacation. Sirius and Remus would be port-keying overseas to see him on his birthday. However, the Bishop family wanted to show Harry what a family was supposed to be like without sessions to let each other know their boundaries.

"Harry, they know how to treat you. You're not the first child to pass through these wards that has been abused. Abri's mate was abused as well."

"But I'm not-"

"Harry, I'm behind you every step of the way. Harvey and Nathan are but feet away if I'm not. You'll not have a need to panic in this house. I promise you." Elias moved in front of Harry, placing his hands on the teen's cheeks so he could look him in the eye. "It is just mama, Abri, Nicholi, Nathan, Harvey, and papa in the house, Harry. Over the next month you will meet the others, but for right now it is just us."

"Okay." Harry whispered, staring into silver eyes.

"If you need to talk to someone who knows what it's like trying to adjust, Nicci is a good choice. He's easy going, and gentle hearted."

"Okay." Harry bit his lip. "I'm sorry."

"Whatever for?" Elias chuckled, pulling Harry up onto his tip toes so he could give the boy a quick peck. "I love your insecurities because that means I get to make you feel safe." Harry blushed prettily as he was sat back on his feet.

"Ahem." Harry's blush deepened as he looked past his boyfriend and at the porch. Harvey stood there with a grin. With a smile back, Harry waved. "Mama said that lunch is ready, and that 'yall need to get yar butts in here now'."

"I do not speak like that, Harvard!" Harry laughed softly, hiding his face in Elias's chest.

"Hey! I got him to laugh!" The other boy protested. Harry pulled away with a smile as he raced to give Harvey a hug. "I've missed you too, little guy!" Harry snorted, inhaling deeply.

"It's been a long month, Harvey."

"Hey, no long face!" Harvey turned the boy around. "Meet Mama. Mama, this is Harry."

The woman had soft blue eyes, fair skin, and golden blonde hair. She was wearing a soft sky-blue dress, white high heels, and a white sun hat.

"Hello Harry, it is nice to meet you."

"It's nice to meet you too..." Harry shifted slightly, unsure what to call the woman.

"My name is Delilah, but I would love it if you called me mama. Ace, Elias's uncle, his wife is also Delila. Only I spell my name with an 'h' and she doesn't."

"Okay, I think..." She motioned him in.

"Would you rather bunk with Harvey or your own room, dear?"

"Bunk. Unless you want to find me in your cupboard, asleep."

"Cupboard...they made you sleep in a linen closet?" Delilah demanded, frowning. "That's horrible. Well, I sent my husband, Arbi, and Nathan to get a few ingredients for dinner tonight. I'm afraid that I forgot potatoes and peaches."

"What are you making, mama?"

"Pot Roast, and a peach cobbler for dessert."

"And papa will be back in a few minutes. I'll show Harry where we are. You help mama." Harvey said, grinning as he stole away his best friend. The house was big, but Harry was quick to memorize the way. "Mama is easy to get along with. Nicci is caring, and a good listener. Abri is the outgoing one. Papa is the one who will get mad on your account."

"What do you mean?"

"They want to hear it from you, what happened with the Dursleys. At your pace though." Harvey was quick to assure. "You're among family, now. The Dursleys aren't human. They aren't fit to be called family. You and me, we may not be family, but mum and I still love you."

"Thanks." Harry said dryly. "That was the worst pep talk that you have ever done. A four year old could have done better than that. Are you sure you're a Ravenclaw?" Harvey pushed him to his bed, tickling him. Harry burst out into giggles, gasping for air.

"Take that back!"

"NEVER!" Harry shrieked, laughing as he tried to crawl away. They fell off the bed, the lamp falling with them from the table and crashing. "Uh-"

"-oh." The door banged open, and Nathan and Elias stood there. "Heya Nate-"

"Eli, can you-"

"Fix our booboo?" They finished together getting blank looks as the men's dad looked in, panic on his face. Only to morph into a laugh.

"You...what were you doing to break the lamp?" Elias demanded, waving his wand. Harry grinned, bounding up to him.

"Harvard started tickling me."

"Only because you were insulting my intellect, Hadrian." Harvey growled, glaring.

"But your pep talk sucked, bad. Anyways, we rolled off the bed." Harry finally stood up, practically skipping up to Elias to grab his arm. "Introduce me to your father, Elias. Don't be poor mannered."

"Er, right. Papa, this is my mate, Harry. Harry, this is my father, Alex."

"Hello, sir. Thank you for having me."

"None of that sir stuff! You're family, Harry." Harry blushed as he nodded. "Now, dinner is about done. After that, we are all going to go out and sit around the fire telling stories."

"Yes s-Alex." Dinner turned out to be a big affair. Everyone was introduced to Harry before jokes were shared. The fire was warm as they all settled around the den.

"So, Harry, you get to be here on the fourth! The whole sky will be lit up with fireworks." Delilah smiled at Alex when Harry's eyes lit up. "Do you like fireworks?"

"When my friends, Fred and George Weasley, dropped out of school this last year, they left school with a...bang." Harvey snorted with a grin.

"I'd say. They charmed a dragon firework. It was during testing, and it ran after my aunt." Elias growled at the mention of Dolores Umbridge. "Hey Harry."

"Yes, Harvey?"

"What do you want for your birthday?" Harry groaned.

"I don't know. It's the thirty-first. Give me time to think on it." Harry sighed, snuggling against Elias. "I do want a triple chocolate cake though."

"You and chocolate." Harvey said, making a face.

"Chocolate is for the soul!" Harry whined. "It also counters the effects of a dementor."

"Yeah yeah. So, Abri, how was work?"