Harry Potter. Mr Potter I presume.

Chapter 1 The journey home on the Hogwarts Express.

Summary: A twist on the Hogwarts Express at the end of the Philosopher's Stone where Hermione is concerned for her best friend as his mood darkens as they leave his home of Hogwarts and he has to return to Durzkaban. Hermione comes thru big time and that changes everything. HHr

I don't own the Harry Potter verse. Just playing.

Updated 02/05/20

Beta alix33 04/06/20

- Mr Potter I presume.-

Our fateful story starts at the end of first year on the Hogwarts Express as Harry and Hermione stand together at the train door to catch their last glimpse of their friend, Hagrid.

Hermione sums up the mood. "Feels strange to be going home, doesn't it?"

To which Harry gave a sad strange response. "I'm not going home. Not really." PS movie

Hermione was a little worried for her best friend as she was looking forward to seeing her parents again. Before Harry, they were her only friends.

But sadly, from what little information Harry had let slip, she didn't think Harry's relatives were nice to him. The old oversize clothes and worn out shoes told a sad story.

Her parents had encouraged her to invite a friend to stay over and she would love to invite Harry but felt that he might prefer to stay with their other friend, Ronald.

They walked back to their compartment as the train gathered speed. Ronald who had had three breakfasts that morning to fill his stomach to bursting and ensure he didn't starve on the trip to Kings Cross, lay down on one of the bench seats and promptly fell asleep.

A moment later he let out this horrendous snore.

Hermione took out her wand and cast the silencing charm at the noisy boy.

"How?" Harry said. "You will have to teach me that charm."

"Does he always snore like that?"

"Yes, all the time."

"And I thought the castle was haunted. How did you get any sleep?"

"We didn't."

"Oh, Harry. That's terrible." Hermione said as she taught Harry the wand movements and words for the Silencing Charm and the counter charm.

Harry smiled as he quickly learnt the two charms and practiced them on their sleeping snoring friend.

- Mr Potter I presume.-

Hermione's heart melted as Harry smiled at her as he was happy that he had found a solution to his sleeping problem.

Encouraged, Hermione pressed ahead. "You're not going to follow Hagrid's advice and try to use magic to frighten your cousin? You know that we are not allowed to use magic."

Harry half smiled. "Dudley wouldn't know that but my aunt Petunia would know from growing with my mother and she would watch me like a hawk."

"Harry, you don't seem to be keen to see your relatives?"

Hermione watched the glow of happiness fade in Harry's eyes. "What will they do if they hear that the murderer who attacked your parents is not completely dead and tried to kill you again?"

Harry looked sadly into her eyes. "Well they would be disappointed that Voldemort failed again."

"Oh?"

"But then if Voldemort could attack me in Hogwarts, then they would be afraid that the monster would follow me back to their place." Harry said sadly. "Then uncle Vernon would probably kill me anyway. He hates magic."

"Oh Harry!" Hermione cried as she wrapped her arms around him.

Harry took comfort in her arms.

Hermione looked into Harry's eyes. "Why don't you stay with me?"

"But that would put you in danger."

"Being Muggle-born already puts me in danger, but together we were able to stop that monster." Hermione stated. "And my parents are getting the Goblins to install magical defensive wards around our home. I read about the defensive magical wards that protects the castle in Hogwarts a History. So we would be safe there."

Hermione words sparked a light of hope in Harry's eyes. "I would like that. My relatives never wanted me in the first place."

"Well that settles that." Hermione smiled. "You're staying with me for the summer. But we better send a letter to your relatives to let them know the good news."

"They would be overjoyed to be free of me." Harry said. "It never felt like home to me."

Hermione took out some ink and parchment, and helped Harry write the letter to the Dursleys.

Hedwig knowing that she was needed had somehow escaped from her cage in the luggage compartment and managed to squeeze through the narrow window to land on Harry's shoulder. He tied the letter to her foot. "Hi Beautiful. Please take this letter to aunt Petunia and then find me at Hermione's home."

Hedwig nipped Harry's finger as she flew out the tiny window which the large magical bird somehow fitted through and disappeared into the blue sky.

Harry sat next to Hermione as she snuggled into him.

- Mr Potter I presume.-

Hermione felt a little sick when Ronald's rat, Scabbers, finally woke up and came out if his pocket to help himself to all the crumbs and remains of Ronald's massive breakfast that covered his school robe.

The two best friends snuggle quietly when the door to their compartment opened revealing the seventh year witch prefect from Hufflepuff. Who was passing by on her patrol of the train. She had a pale heart-shaped face, dark twinkling eyes, and short spiky hair that was a violent shade of violet. She smiled as she saw the red head boy was asleep as he had rudely blocked every attempt she made to speak to Harry Potter.

"Wotcher, Harry!" She said and froze as she recognised the rat that had stopped feeding on the scraps on the rude redhead's chest and turned to look at her. She saw the smirk on its face and would know that rat anywhere and she hated it. She whipped out her wand and fired as she took aim.

"Stupefy!"

She missed the rat but hit the rude redhead who bounced from the magical force she had put into the hex and caused the rat to fly up. The prefect wasn't surprised when the shocked rat transformed back into the awful creep who had terrified her childhood. Her next curses didn't miss and hit the rat hard.

"STUPEFY! INCARCEROUS!"

The former pet rat and now stunned and bound transform creep crashed on the floor as Hermione jumped into Harry's arms to avoid the rat landing on her. Harry caught Hermione and held her on his lap to stop her falling to the now occupied floor.

"Bloody hell!" Harry exclaimed. "What was that and who are you?"

"Sorry, Harry. I am Tonks. I am a distant cousin of yours." She said with a smile and then pointed to the floor. "And that is Peter Pettigrew. He is nasty creep who is supposed to be dead."

"Oh?"

"Just a moment." Tonks said as she took out a coin from her pocket and touched it with the tip of her wand. The coin glowed for a moment. She waved her wand around the compartment to close and lock the door and pulled the curtains closed. Finally she sat cross legged on the seat next to Harry while Hermione seemed to be very comfortable in Harry's arms and sitting on his lap.

Tonks smiled at the two. "As I said, I am Tonks and your Grandmother was Dorea Black who was my great aunt. So that makes us cousins."

"Oh?" Harry said. "I didn't know that."

"Well, if you are related to the Black Family, you are related to everyone. That redhead git, the Longbottoms and even that blond idiot Malfoy."

"Oh?" Harry said at that revelation.

"You don't seem to like Ronald?" Hermione asked.

"Well I am your cousin and I have been trying to meet you all year but that redhead git blocked me at every turn." Tonks said sadly.

"But Ronald wouldn't do.." Harry tried to say but the look he got from both Hermione and Tonks stopped him mid sentence.

"You remember that little troll you saved me from on Halloween?" Hermione reminded Harry.

Harry nodded and sadly said. "Ronald was the reason why you were in the girl's bathroom all afternoon."

"He never apologized." Hermione said.

"Oh?"

"The troll was you?" Tonks asked. "They never said that it was you who had blown its head off."

"No, Ronald hit it with its club." Harry tried to explain as Tonks shook her head.

"I saw it just after the professors left; it was the girl's bathroom on the first floor, right?" Tonks asked and Hermione nodded. "Well, I overheard the professors and that troll wasn't hit by any club. Someone had climbed up its back and rammed their wand up its nose and blown its head to smithereens. Professor McGonagall even said that Dumbledore couldn't do that from the outside."

"Oh?" Harry and Hermione said as they looked at each other.

As Harry continued. "But I remember that I climbed up on its back and shoved my wand up its nose and then Ronald saved us by using the Levitation Charm, Wingardium Leviosa, to clobber the troll with its own club."

"That's a difficult charm for a first year to master even with a feather, let alone a big heavy troll club. Was he able to perform the charm in class?" Tonks reasoned as Harry shook his head.

"He couldn't even pronounce the words properly." Hermione answered.

"You might need to get your memories checked." Suggested Tonks. "My mum could do that for you."

"Oh?" Hermione wondered but Harry changed the topic before she could follow that path.

"So, I have magical relatives?" Harry asked happily.

"Yeah. Heaps of them. Welcome to the family" Tonks said as she held up the coin. "I start my training to become an Auror next month and this old Auror wants to become my mentor. He gave me this coin to use to summon him if I get into trouble."

"Oh?"

Tonks looked up and saw the heavy Gryffindor trunks in the overhead racks. She smiled as she waved her wand and lowered Harry's trunk down to just float in front of her.

"As you are family, I can share some secret Hufflepuff business with you." Tonks said as she used her wand to carve some ancient runes into the side of the trunk near the handle while Hermione watched carefully. "These ancient runes will make your trunk weightless, bottomless, indestructible, unnoticeable and this one." She pointed her wand to. "Will shrink the trunk down to the size of a matchbox so you can put it in your pocket. You just have to touch it with the tip of your wand."

Tonks touched the shrinking rune with the tip of her wand and the trunk shrunk down to the size of a matchbox. "You just need to touch your trunk with your wand again and it will return to full size. Best of all as you are using ancient runes; it doesn't count as doing under age magic."

Harry touched the floating matchbox size trunk with his wand and it popped back to full size. He carefully touched the rune and the trunk shrunk down again.

"Could you add those runes to my trunk?" Hermione asked hopefully.

"As the girlfriend of my favourite cousin, that would make you family too. So sure, not a problem." Tonks teased as she floated Hermione trunk down and carved the same ancient runes into it.

Hermione watched the short violet spiky hair witch carve the runes and didn't react to the teasing as she was very comfortable sitting on Harry's lap with his arms around her. She took out her wand and tried the shrinking rune as she thought about how many more books she could now fit in her new bottomless weightless trunk.

Their fun was interrupted by a dull clunk that echoed through the passageway.

"That will be him now. He has a wooden leg and a mad eye." Tonks warned as the door opened to reveal a man leaning upon a long staff, shrouded in a black traveling cloak. He lowered his hood, shook out a long mane of grizzled, dark gray hair, then stepped into the compartment and shut the door behind him.

"You called lassie?"

Tonks smiled sweetly and pointed to the bundle on the floor.

While Harry and Hermione gasped. The light from the window had thrown the man's face into sharp relief, and it was a face unlike any Harry had ever seen. It looked as though it had been carved out of weathered wood by someone who had only the vaguest idea of what human faces are supposed to look like, and was none too skilled with a chisel. Every inch of skin seemed to be scarred. The mouth looked like a diagonal gash, and a large chunk of the nose was missing. But it was the man's eyes that made him frightening. One of them was small, dark, and beady. The other was large, round as a coin, and a vivid, electric blue. The blue eye was moving ceaselessly, without blinking, and was rolling up, down, and from side to side, quite independently of the normal eye - and then it rolled right over, pointing into the back of the man's head, so that all they could see was whiteness.

The stranger looked down with the electric blue eye. "Bloody hell, lassie. That's that worm, Pettigrew."

The electric blue eye scanned the bundle and found some wands and a dark mark. The badly scarred face gave no hint of surprise. "Well done, lassie. Fudgy will be happy to know that you have found the rest of him."

Tonks smiled and turned to Harry and Hermione. "This is Mad-Eye Moody."

She turned to Moody. "And this is Harry Potter and his girlfriend, Hermione Granger."

"Pleased to meet you, Potter, Granger. Knew your parents, sorry for your loss. They were good friends." Moody said. "So, how did he get here?"

"He was Ronald's pet rat, Scabbers." Harry replied. "He had been living with the Weasleys for years."

"So that was where he had been hiding." Tonks said. "My mother told me all about your father's friends and what happened that night and that encouraged me to become an Auror. She would never believe that Sirius could have betrayed your parents and now we have the proof he didn't."

"But he was a rat?" Hermione questioned.

"Actually he is an Animagus. He can turn into a common garden rat. Harry's father and Sirius were Animagus too. They could turn into a stag and a grim." Tonks explained.

"Well, I will take care of the rat now and I better take your friend for questioning." Moody said as he waved his wand to float the rat and boy out of the compartment.

"I better go find his older brother for you." Tonks said as she gave Harry a torn off piece of parchment with her phone number on it and gave him the universal call me hand signal as she followed Moody out and closed the door leaving Hermione still sitting on Harry's lap.

They sat quietly enjoying the closeness.

"She called you my girlfriend." Harry said softly.

Hermione smiled shyly.

"I like that."

"Me too." Hermione said as she lost herself in those emerald green eyes.

- Mr Potter I presume.-

Moody found a nearby empty compartment and floated the rat and boy inside. He wanted to examine his prisoner before he returned to the Ministry. Finding a supposed to be dead Order of Merlin winner alive was going to cause a crap storm at the Ministry. Particularly as this involved Sirius Black.

Tonks soon returned with the older redhead brother and then left to finish her patrol. Moody stunned the older boy before he could ask too many questions and sat him next to his sleeping brother. He sealed the compartment as he didn't want to be disturbed. One of the secret features of his electric blue eye was to be able to perform a scan of someone's memories just like the Legilimency charm. It almost made the old Auror sick to discover what the despicable rat had done and it was even worse as the old goat had known all about it.

- Mr Potter I presume.-

Harry was lost in those brown eyes of the witch sitting on his lap.

But there was something he wanted to ask Hermione as the headmaster had told him something about his Mother's Love that protected him from Quirrellmort.

"Hermione?"

"Mmm."

"When we were down the chamber and you said that there are more important things than books and cleverness. Like friendship and bravery and —"

"And love, Harry." Hermione smiled at the opportunity to finish that confession. "I meant to say, and love, but I was afraid."

"Oh?" Harry wondered.

As Hermione looked into his eyes and confessed. "But I am not afraid anymore. I love you, Harry."

"Oh?" Harry was astonished. "No one has ever told me that."

"Well I really love you, Harry." Hermione confessed. "A lot."

"What is love?"

Hermione smiled. "This!"

And she lent in to kiss Harry on the lips.

It was the most exciting thing she ever done.

And the soft kiss went on.

And on.

And on until Harry scar hurt and he hissed in pain.

Harry reached up touch his angry scar and Hermione offered. "I will kiss it better!"

And she did as it felt a lot better to Harry with Hermione holding him tight.

Then Harry flinched as his scar started to burn.

"Bloody hell, Harry!" Hermione exclaimed.

She lent away as the scar burst open and this black mist came out screaming as it took the form of Voldemort. Just like the black mist that rose from the ashes of Quirrellmort in the chamber.

Harry reached out with his hands to protect Hermione but the black mist was drawn through the wall by a stronger connection to a larger nearby piece of Wraithmort.

After mini Wraithmort floated through the wall, Hermione bravely lent in to kiss her hero and the scar healed and faded away never to pain Harry again.

- Mr Potter I presume.-

Meanwhile the maxi Wraithmort that had fled the chamber had not gotten very far as it visited the Slytherin dorm to find a suitable host just as the headmaster had warned Harry about. Its first choice was the blond idiot son of Slippery but it couldn't stand the continuous whining so its next choice was Marcus Flint. A mean vicious but cunning and ambitious Slytherin.

Flintmort was sitting with some other Slytherins on the Hogwarts Express when he felt a disturbance in his soul. He forced the young idiot boy to go and investigate, but the clumsy cretin dropped his wand in the rush. They had only got as far as a certain sealed compartment when to its horror, Flintmort saw the screaming mini Wraithmort of a Horcrux ram into him and fuse together with the rest of maxi Wraithmort with a mind freeze dump of memories.

"How dare that Mudblood destroy my Horcrux with a kiss!" The enraged Flintmort charged off to destroy the Mudblood and her boyfriend.

- Mr Potter I presume.-

From his sealed compartment, Moody's electric blue eye saw the unholy reunion of mini and maxi Wraithmort, and quickly followed Flintmort.

"Bloody hell, that boy is a magnet for trouble and witches."

- Mr Potter I presume.-

The door to Harry and Hermione's compartment burst open and a red faced enraged Marcus Flint discovered he was missing his wand and so he charged in to attack the girl first while Wraithmort desperately tried to control the cretin to attack the boy first.

Harry only had time to grab Flint's hands as he tried to strangle Hermione.

Flintmort screamed as Harry burnt his hands and turned them to ash. Just like Quirrellmort.

Mad-Eye Moody limped in and stunned the screaming Flintmort and then cast a freezing charm to stop him from turning completely into ash.

"Bloody hell, Potter. Your father never attracted trouble like you do."

"Sorry."

"It's not your fault and your parents would be so proud of you." Moody said. "I will take care of this."

Moody left with Flintmort and sealed the door as Hermione buried herself into Harry's arms seeking the comfort they held. With the relief they found in each other's arms after all the excitement, they were soon asleep.

- Mr Potter I presume.-

Moody carefully sat his frozen guest down next to the rat. His electric blue eye scanned over the two faced youth and confirmed his fears. The lad was possessed by Voldemort's wraith.

He took out a coin and touched it with his wand. He sat down to wait for his old friend to arrive while his electric blue eye scanned the sick terrible memories of Wraithmort.

A broad, square-jawed witch with very short grey hair arrived at the door; she wore a monocle and looked forbidding.

Moody released all his locks and opened the door. "Come in Amelia and have a seat."

"What do you have for me?" Amelia asked as she saw the two sleeping students sitting on the enlarged bench seat of the compartment next to a bound up man with a third frozen student on the other side.

"Good grief, that's Peter Pettigrew. He is supposed to be dead!" She said as she sat down next to her old friend. "And why is that student frozen? What happened to his hands?"

Moody chuckled at his old friend's many questions. "That is indeed the rat which means that Sirius is innocent."

"Sweet Merlin. That is going to upset Fudge and his friends." Amelia said the words his friends as if it were dirty words.

"It is going to upset more than Fudge's friends." Moody said as he pointed out the dark mark on the rat's left arm.

"Damn! He was the spy in the old goats flaming bird club." Amelia said. "So he knew all along. He got my family murdered!"

Moody nodded as he held up the wands he had removed from the rat.

"Those wands belong to James and Lilly Potter. That one belongs to Alice Longbottom and good grief that's Voldemort's wand." Amelia said as she recognised each wand as she sat down again and called her house-elf to bring her a large bottle of Ogden's Old Firewhisky and some glasses. She generously gave Moody and herself a large serving.

"Sweet Merlin. This is big!" Amelia said after she had finished her glass. "This is very big!"

Moody chuckled.

"It is big but that is bigger! Potter just dropped that frozen Popsicle in my lap!" He said as he pointed it. "Have look at the back of his head."

Amelia carefully looked at the back of the frozen Popsicle's head, and she couldn't believe what she saw. There was another face on the student's head. A face she recognised. Her eyes went wide open as she screamed, swore and dropped her monocle.

Moody chuckled while his old friend swore and stamped her foot as she spelt out what she wanted to do to a certain old goat. After a couple glasses of Ogden's Old Firewhisky did Amelia calm enough to work out what to do next.

"As this involved students, we better call Aggie here as she is on the Hogwarts Board of Governors and she can bring her brother, Croaker, to deal with that." Amelia said as she pointed to the frozen Popsicle.

She took out her wand to cast her message Patronus, gave it her instructions and sent it on its way.

Amelia sat down with another full glass of Firewhisky and think of the right questions to ask when there was a knock on the door. Moody released his locks and opened the door to let in Augusta Longbottom and her black hooded robe Unspeakable brother, Croaker.

Amelia waved her wand to extend the bench seat and gave the two new arrivals a full glass of Ogden's Old Firewhisky.

"That bad, Amy." Aggie said as she sat down and then stood up when she recognised who was bound up in ropes. "Blood hell! That's Pettigrew!"

"Yes, so Sirius Black is innocent!" Amelia said.

"Sweet Merlin, he has been rotting way in Azkaban for ten years!"

Amelia pointed to the dark mark on the rat's left arm. "It gets worse. He was the spy in the old goat's flaming bird club."

"Damn him! He knew!"

Moody held up the wands he had taken from the rat.

Augusta spotted her daughter-in-law's wand. "Damn him to hell, that's Alice's wand. It had been missing since that night. So that is how those evil monsters got pass our wards. The rat let them in!"

"Yes." Moody said as Amelia refilled Augusta glass and waited for her to calm down before the next revelation.

Moody spoke to the head of the Unspeakables. "Have a look at the back of the head of the frozen Popsicle, Croaker."

The Unspeakable lent forward to look and swore his head off when he saw the face of Voldemort. Amelia held her best friend to comfort her as she saw that terrible face.

After some more glasses of Firewhisky to calm down. Augusta asked. "What happened to the boy's hands?"

Moody smiled. "Potter. The idiot tried to harm his girlfriend. I froze him to stop him turning completely to ash and trap Wraithmort inside."

"That is the Flint's boy. How did that monster attach itself to the boy? He has been in the castle for months until he caught the Hogwarts Express this morning." Augusta asked.

Moody smiled. His electric blue eye memory scans of the two redhead boys, the rat and Flintmort had given him all the information of what had been happening in Hogwarts all year. But that didn't mean he couldn't have some fun.

"Did you hear what Potter did to Quirrell?"

"No. All Albus said was that Quirrell had an unfortunate accident. What really happened?"

"Well." Moody smiled as he enjoyed telling the fascinating tale.

"So, what do we do now?" Augusta asked.

"Well, if we take this to Dumbledore, he will give the rat and Wraithmort a second chance and obliviate us for the Greater Good." Moody reasoned and the other three concurred.

Amelia spoke next. "If we take this to Fudge, he and his toad with his friends would work hard to allow the rat and Wraithmort to somehow escape and we would be lucky to find ourselves alive in Azkaban with Sirius."

Croaker spoke next. "I will need to examine why Voldemort is not dead and then maybe use that to send him to hell as he is supposed to be dead anyway, and just maybe he will take his evil minions with him. Without Malfoy's gold, Fudge and his toad will fall, leaving only Dumbledore to deal with."

Augusta smiled as the plan was coming together. "The old goat has already made me the acting Chief Witch while he goes play Mugwump at the ICW. So I can sign the release to get Sirius out of that terrible place."

Amelia smiled. "I am sure Andy would love to take care of her favourite cousin as she was the only one who was able to control him while she was at Hogwarts and he wouldn't be safe in the Ministry."

"And I can keep the rat comfortable at my place until the time is right and use him to free Sirius Black and bring down Dumbledore." Moody grinned.

The four friends agreed to meet again in one week. Croaker took the frozen Popsicle and left, while Amelia and Augusta headed to Azkaban. Moody waved his wand at the two redheads and removed their memories of their pet rat and left them sleeping in each other's arms as he departed with the rat.

It was going to be a very interesting summer that will hopefully end the right way.

- Mr Potter I presume.-

Petunia Dursley was enjoying a cup of tea as she wrote down a list of chores to keep the boy very busy over the coming summer when a familiar snowy white owl flew into her kitchen, dropped a letter in front of her and flew away.

Carefully she opened the letter and started to read.

Dear Aunt Petunia.

You will be sad to know that the monster who killed my parents is not completely dead and tried to kill me again at Hogwarts. As I was not safe at Hogwarts despite what a certain headmaster said. I know that I would never be safe at No 4, so I have made other arrangements for the summer.

While that may make you happy, I would suggest that you also make other arrangements before a certain monster finds you or a certain headmaster tries to bring us back together. I may not like you but I don't wish you a very painful death.

All the best for your future.

Harry.

Petunia picked up the phone and called her husband. "Vernon, that monster is back. The boy has made other arrangements, so you can take that overseas job to advance your career. I will pack the house. We leave now before that manipulative old goat can interfere."

"Yes, dear!" Vernon smiled as he did a happy dance.

- Mr Potter I presume.-

Harry didn't wake up from the most beautiful sleep he had ever had with his sleeping girlfriend on his lap. Until the Hogwarts Express shuddered to a stop at Kings Cross.

"Hermione, wake up." Harry whispered, but Hermione smiled as she snuggled into Harry to continue her beauty sleep.

Harry knew they had to go, so he put their shrunken trunks in his pocket and moved the snuggling sleeping Hermione onto his back. He took out his invisibility cloak to cover himself and Hermione as he knew their other friend, Ronald, would react loudly if he saw Harry carrying Hermione on his back. One last check of the compartment to make sure they left nothing behind and they left to find Hermione's parents.

The invisible Harry and Hermione carefully made his way through the crowd of students as he saw a loud worried Molly Weasley search for two missing sons.

- Mr Potter I presume.-

Ronald and Percy didn't wake up until their mother loudly found them on the Hogwarts Express long after it had reached Kings Cross. She was not too happy that Ginny had missed seeing Harry Potter, and now she was very concerned how she found them together. Ronald and Percy were in for a very strict regimen of quarantine and social distancing all summer long.

- Mr Potter I presume.-

An invisible Harry and Hermione made their way through the barrier and Harry was thankful not to see his uncle.

But he did see a man standing next to an older version of his beautiful Hermione as they carefully watched the barrier between platforms nine and ten.

The invisible Harry with the sleeping Hermione snuggled on his back carefully walked over to the older version of Hermione and pulled gently on the sleeve of her coat.

- Mr Potter I presume.-

Emma and Dan Granger waited patiently for their favourite daughter to magically appear through the barrier that separates platform nine and ten. It was the last place they had seen their only child as she disappeared back at Easter when she returned to her school and they had missed her dearly.

They loved all the letters she had sent with that gorgeous snowy white owl but they really wanted to see their little girl again.

Emma felt a tug on her sleeve and looked down to see a small hand that appeared out of nothing and pulled on her sleeve. Being a dentist she was used to not reacting to surprises but she remembered Hermione writing about her friend, Harry, having this amazing magical Cloak of Invisibility.

She knelt down and found the edge of the cloak with her finger. She gently raised the edge of the cloak until a smiling face with these two gorgeous emerald green eyes appeared.

In her most posh imperial voice, Emma asked.

"Mr Potter, I presume?"

Harry smiled, he was starting to like Hermione's mum already.

"But Hermione said that you have a scar and glasses?" Emma questioned.

"Oh, Hermione kissed my scar better and now I don't need glasses." Harry innocently explained, he really liked her now.

"So, Hermione has already kissed you."

"Yeah, it was nice." Harry smiled while a sleepy, "Muuummm!", was heard.

Emma lifted the edge of the cloak higher to reveal a sleepy Hermione snuggled into Harry's back with her head on his shoulder.

"Hello, sleepyhead. I see that you have brought your boyfriend home." Emma said cheekily.

"Yes, can I keep him?"

"This one, most definitely!" Emma said as she wrapped her arms around Harry and Hermione while he said "Yes!" at the same time as he loved Hermione's mum's hugs too.

Hermione snuggled deeper into Harry and he knew he was about to have the best summer ever.

- Mr Potter I presume.-

And they did!

- Mr Potter I presume.-

Thank you for reading.

- Mr Potter I presume.-