Making their way through the archway and into Diagon Alley, the duo weaved their way through the crowded street and into Gringotts Bank. They paused briefly while Faye ogled at the front doors and Harry read the warning out loud to her. Once inside, Faye clutched at his pant leg and stared at the Goblins moving about the bank.

"Daddy, what are those?"

Harry chuckled and stooped briefly to lift his daughter from the ground.

"Those are Goblins sweetheart. They run the bank and keep everyone's money safe."

They arrived at the teller and Harry greeted the Goblin while presenting his key. The normal pattern occurred after that, the goblin at the counter shouting for another goblin and ordering said goblin to 'Take the Potters down to Vault 125'. Faye had apparently inherited his adrenaline junkie genes, and together she and Harry asked the goblin if he could speed up the cart. A partially hidden lever was pulled by the toothily grinning goblin, and Faye and Harry hollered and cheered both ways from the vault.

With that particular errand done, it was time to get on with today's shopping. He set Faye down for a moment and opened the Hogwarts letter that had arrived with Hedwig that morning. Inside, along with the usual letter and this year's supply list, sat the Head Boy badge. Sighing, he removed the badge. He wasn't sure he wanted it, but he guessed it really didn't matter. At least he would get his own room for him and Faye rather than share with his dorm-mates. He removed the supply list next and read it over quickly before pocketing the envelope and its contents again.

A tug on his pant leg brought him back from his musing and he lifted his daughter again.

"Where we goin', Daddy?"

"Well, both you and I need new clothes, so that first, so it's off to Madam Malkin's."

"Yay! New clothes!" She clapped her small hands.

Harry laughed at his daughter's antics while the two of them entered the shop, the moment the door closed; Madam Malkin started cooing over Faye and –to Harry's amusement- she squirmed, uncomfortable with the excess smothering.

The friendly shop-owner immediately started measuring Faye out for clothes, dashing this way and that while she brought back piles of robes, and jumpers and many other articles of clothing. She'd hold the bit of clothing and ask the little girl what she thought, only to have her look over at Harry for his opinion. If he liked it, Faye would immediately want the article of clothing, any other comment had the clothing immediately put back on the rack.

It took an hour for the two of them to of them to finish picking out Faye's wardrobe, and just a little bit longer for Harry to pick out his. The wardrobe part of the shopping trip was done, and once Harry paid for their purchases (the bags shrunk and put into his pockets) he was dragged out of the shop by his daughter.

The pair continued their shopping trip, Faye chattering away the whole time, making comments about people, and objects as they passed by. On top of the regular school supplies, a few other niceties were bought for Faye, as well as some toys, and a few children's books.

Eventually, they arrived in front of Magical Menagerie, and Harry and Faye went inside to pick up some owl treats for Hedwig. Faye fell silent the moment they had entered and she peered around the store curiously as he made his way to the treats display. Harry was choosing between flavors (Lemming Surprise (Now with 10 more crunch!) or Vole Crispies) when he felt yet another tug on his pant leg.

"Daddy, can I have one of those?" she asked distractedly, looking at a display near the cats.

Crookshanks suddenly came to mind, in full smushed-faced glory, and a negative response came to his lips.

Before he could say no however, he saw the display she was actually pointing at, and looked inside. Looking up at him was sixteen little wolf-like pups the size of his palm. He called the shopkeeper over and pointed at the pups.

"What are these?"

"Those are elemental Wulf pups. They look remarkably like wolves, but they don't eat meat. When they get older, they'll have some markings to indicate their element. This particular litter was mothered by an air Wulf and their sire is a fire Wulf, so you're probably looking at some red or silver markings when it gets older. If you're lucky, you may get both. The litter is about nine months old, but if you're worried about size, they only grow to be a bit smaller than a Fwooper."

Harry glanced down at Faye, only to see her looking back up at him with puppy-dog eyes on full blast. He sighed, although only semi-reluctantly, and nodded.

"Alright Faye, go ahead and pick one out."

"Thank you Daddy!" Faye squealed out, hugging his legs tightly before peering into the display. The small girl took several moments looking carefully at each Wulf, before selecting one of the smaller males with a deep, rust coloured coat. She hugged the small ball of fur to herself and beamed up at her father. "This one Daddy."

Harry crouched down to look at the pup closely, stroking its head gently.

"He's very cute. Do you know what you're going to name him?"

Faye shook her head.

"No."

"Well that's alright, you can name him later."

Harry helped tuck the small Wulf into one of the pockets of Faye's dress and together they picked out a collar for the pup, as well as a food and water dish and some specialized food and treats. The shopkeeper informed Harry that the Wulf didn't need the special food when it got older; the special "Wulf Kibble" had special nutrients and vitamins in it that helped the puppy in its younger years, which straight veggies and fruits didn't have.

A handful of galleons later the two exited the store and walked towards the Leaky Cauldron. Harry looked down at his watch, then at Faye.

"Faye? How about we get some dinner at the Leaky Cauldron and spend the night? You and I can catch the Knight Bus home tomorrow." Faye beamed and nodded enthusiastically, causing Harry to smile just as brightly. "Wonderful!" They arrived and Harry approached Tom the barkeep, booking a room for the night and arranging for food to take up to the room.

Dinner was demolished quickly, the pup was fed and snoozing on the end of the bed and Faye was dressed in one of her new pairs of pajamas, laying next to Harry while he read one of her books to her (My Magical Animal Alphabet!). He got all the way to "P is for Phoenix" when he noticed Faye had fallen asleep. He rose from the bed carefully, not wanting to wake her, and gently tucked her into the bed. He turned to head to his own bed when he saw the Wulf pup looking at him with sleepy eyes while he pulled back the covers.

"Goodnight Pup, keep her safe for me."

Harry crawled into bed and fell into a deep sleep, content that his family was safe and only a few feet away.

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The next morning Harry woke up to a four year old and her puppy bouncing on his bed. Reluctantly, he got up and filled the puppy's bowl with a bit of kibble and quickly went downstairs to get breakfast.

Faye chattered all though breakfast, telling him all about the adventures she and the pup had in her dreams, Harry had to keep reminding Faye to keep eating, otherwise they couldn't get ready to go home. Breakfast finished quickly after that, and Harry made sure both he and Faye were cleaned and dressed for the day and all their things packed away safely. Downstairs, Harry returned the room key to Tom, and after stepping outside, he summoned the Knight Bus and gave Stan the address at Godric's Hollow.

When they got there, Harry stepped of and walked up to the house with Faye yet again on his shoulders. He set their luggage inside the front door to let the two green-eyed persons explore. It was Muggle style, complete with a TV, a refrigerator, and light switches. On the upstairs floor, there were two bedrooms. The Master room became his with the smaller one being Faye's. He set Faye down to take their luggage to their rooms and stood in the doorway; his daughter beside him. It was almost perfect and he only had one thought. "Home."

"It's great, huh Daddy?" Faye said, smiling at his affirmative answer.

"Perfect."

Sorry this update took so long, but my Muse and I have been battling against a magically reinforced writer's block.

The next chapter will probably be a bit more of my own story writing. I plan to go into Harry and Faye's summer a bit more than what was originally shown. Hopefully, it'll come along faster than this chapter did.

As usual, reviews are always welcome!

Arrin