The sun blared through the open window, making the person in the bed roll away from the offending light. When that didn't work covers were pulled over which finally blocked away the pesky intrusion. But something felt wrong, the bed seemed different and the smell of the covers weren't the same as it usually was. What really felt off was the noise in the house it was like everyone disappeared, usually in the mornings there was a whole lot of screaming and banging going around, everybody trying to get ready for the start of the day.

"George, Fred?" A small voice rang out in a whisper underneath the covers. "I thought mum said I was off limits, and that we were going to mainly go after Percy." He said a little bit more firmly. When there was no answer and the room still seemed off he tried once more, "Ok guys not funny, now give me back my blankets and mattress, I don't know how you did it, but you're going to be in major trouble." Still no answer.

A little head full of jet black hair made it's way out from hiding next came big round emerald eyes, hands searching for glasses found them, and put them on so he could see better. "Where am I? This isn't home." He wondered out loud. The room was strange nothing like his room at all, everything was different from the colour on the wall to the furniture even the shape of the room was not one you would find in the Weasley house. He pulled the covers up again clinging on to them for dear life.

"Think Harry Think." He whispered trying to find out what had happened and how he ended up here and not at home.

Then it all came back to him…

"What if I don't want to go? What if I want to stay with you and Dad and everyone?"

"Harry if you could have seen his face when we told him he had a son and we had been searching for him for a few years, it would have killed you. He doesn't know you yet Harry, but he loves you, he loves you more than anything. He cried when he heard about you. He said he couldn't wait to feel you in his arms."

They finally met a foot apart, where James could see quite clearly his son was crying. He stooped down to eye level and wiped away the ongoing tears as he felt his own being released, and as he couldn't take it anymore he scooped the boy into his arms, and whispered in his ear, "I'm sorry son, I never knew until I got shown the photos of you, I swear I would have been there if I had known. I know you probably won't believe me now, but in time I hope you will know that I love you more than anything. And I am so happy to have you, welcome home son."

"Now Harry this is your room."

He wasn't just dreaming the last few days, everything did happen. He was gone far away from his family, and even though he was promised that he would see them again it looked grim from where he was lying. No more pranks, no more red heads, no more Molly hugs. He now had a new dad and mom, James and Bellatrix Potter.

No…no matter what he may have called James dad he would never again, Arthur was his real dad, and Bellatrix would never be mommy to him, that was reserved for Molly. Molly who said only a day before that she would never let him go.

Slowly Harry climbed out of bed in search of his knapsack he didn't have to go far, finding it hanging by his door. He remembered that his stuffed dragon Puff was there his faithful friend that would never leave him. He crawled back into bed clinging tightly to it as if it were his only anchor in a world turned upside down.

He touched it and sniffed it, still finding it smelled like home, his home, in England. Than it hit him, he would never be able to consider that home anymore, Scotland was his home now. Before he could stop it the tears start to fall.

"Mommy!" He yelled. "I'm sorry for being bad I've learned my lesson please take me home." He cried into Puff. "I want to come home, I'll be good I promise."

"Do you think he'll enjoy pancakes?" Bellatrix asked as she put her apron on pondering what to make for Harry on his first morning with them.

"If it's your animal pancakes who wouldn't. Speaking of that I would like a pig, a cow, and one in the shape of a potato please." James said without looking up from the newspaper.

"Do I even want to know why you want those specifics?"

"Nope, but because you're so insistent on it I'm going to tell you my darling wife. Pork, Beef and French fries, my favourite meals."

"Sometimes I wonder about you James Potter." Bellatrix exclaimed laughing as she walked over to James and gave him a kiss before making breakfast.

"What's there to wonder about Bella? I'm perfect in everyway that's why you married me." James laughed at his own joke, unfolding the newspaper and trying to catch up with the daily events of the world.

"James how can you even say that, you know I just married you for your money. Seriously how else would I be able to afford this lovely new cooking pot?" She smirked at him.

"Ahh just keep on cooking woman, that's the only reason I married you."

"Well than here you go." Bella said as she slid the plate underneath the newspaper.

"Where are my farm animals, this isn't what I asked for, seriously woman I think you're starting to become lax in your cooking."

"Forget about the farm animals love I have something special that can replace that." She smiled leaning closer to him.

"Oh yeah what's that?" James asked knowing exactly where this was heading.

"This." Bella leaned down and kissed James, both getting lost in that one moment of intimacy.

With a push Bellatrix wiped her thick curly hair out of her face a worry etched on all across.

"We didn't have to stop you know Harry's still…" but James didn't get to finish what his sentence.

"Shh James, I thought I heard something from upstairs."

"It's probably Harry waking up, he'll be down soon, now where were we?" He asked as he grabbed her hips pulling her down on his lap.

"No James. Quiet for a sec." And that's when she heard it for the second time another muffled sob. She raced from the kitchen to the upstairs in record time, quietly so as to not startle the boy she entered into his room. What she saw there made her heart break.

Harry crying into a stuffed dragon his small shoulders shaking, how she wanted to take that small body and hold it against her and protect it from all evils.

She couldn't not yet, she didn't have that luxury, she was still a stranger, the woman he considered his mom was miles away, but she could start slowly and earn his trust. Stealthily she slipped onto the bed and started rubbing soothing circles along the back.

"I wanna go home now please Bellatrix." Startling green eyes moist with tears and an expression no child should ever have to wear looked upon her with hope.

"You are home love, you are." She lay down beside the small body and carded her fingers soothingly in his hair. " I know it doesn't feel like it now, but it will I promise you everything will be fine."

"That's what Molly used to say, and now look where it's got me." Harry said sitting up, but still holding on to puff.

"I see where it got you Harry and from my side it doesn't look too bad. You have your real father and a woman who would so love to be your mother if you'd only allow her to." She smiled at him hoping the boy would see her earnestness.

" I guess." He mumbled.

"Come Harry. I made breakfast, and than I have a whole day for us of shopping we need to do. Your dad is waiting to say goodbye. He has to work, but promised he'll be home in time for dinner with a little surprise I believe." Bella got up from the bed sticking out her hand for the child to grasp, not thinking he would, but was taken off guard when another clasped within hers. They made their way downstairs missing the retreating back sneaking out of the house.

"Here you go love, some nice pancakes, what do you want to drink?

Harry thought for a minute he could always try and if she did than this was not a person his mom would want to be replaced for.

"A milkshake. I want a milkshake please." He could already feel the contents slushing around in his stomach.

"You want a milkshake. I don't think that's such a good idea Harry, how about a nice glass of milk."

"You asked what I wanted though." He started pouting would she give in, would she allow him junk food this early in the morning, he would have to tell the twins about this, and Ron would be so jealous. He could already see Hermione lecturing him about the importance of eating healthy especially because her parents were dentists.

"Alright Harry this once, and one time only." She knew it was a bad idea, but how could she deny the child anything, poor thing went through so much in his life.

"Really just like that? No arguments? Wow mom would have a fit if she knew that's what you're feeding me." Harry shook his head and dived into the pancakes he had to admit that they tasted pretty good only to himself. He couldn't let them see that the adults were winning. He knew what was best for him.

"Harry once again, Molly isn't your mom, and I really wish you would respect that we are trying." Bellatrix said a hint of annoyance washing in on her words. She set a cup of orange juice instead on the table and the two of them ate in awkward silence.

"If you're done Harry why don't you go upstairs to play and we'll go shopping once I've finished with the dishes."

"Alright." He said as he slipped away from the table heading up the stairs. He reached his room and sat down with Puff on the window seat. "You're my only friend here." He whispered hugging the toy close to him again. The noise coming from the window distracted him though.

"C'mon Kevin we're going to be late again."

"I'm comin', I'm comin'." Harry heard another shout, and saw two boys running to school.

"That should be me and Ron, Puff. We were always running late. I bet you anything Mione's over yelling at Ron to hurry up, and the twins are mimicking them. Percy? Percy's already left you know that. Wouldn't be caught dead seen with any of us hooligans. Do you think they're ok Puff?" Harry looked at the toy and knew he was too old to be talking to a stuffed animal, but he needed someone and this one here wouldn't spill any of his secrets. "Yeah you're right, I bet mum's as miserable as me, and dad he wouldn't tell though he always did rush off to work when something bad happened. What do you think of Bellatrix and James? Different you say? I know."

"Harry come and we'll go shopping." Bella said from the doorway.

"You could have just yelled I would have came you didn't have to come all the way up here." The boy said walking past the woman. Now that he was awake he didn't feel so congenial towards her.

"No point in yelling Harry, anyways climbing up stairs pretty good exercise."

"Whatever." He grumbled.

They got to the mall and made there way inside. "Today's just for us kiddo, so if you see something you want that's special it's all yours." She exclaimed excitedly she had been waiting for this moment for so long. A little bonding, a little shopping her vision was perfect and she soon hoped it would be a reality.

A/N: Terribly Sorry for the long long long long wait. So here's the sequel to Where I belong next chapter will include the actual shopping, and hopefully it won't take as long to get it up, but no promises b/c real life can be a P.I.T.A. sometimes. I know it's short but wanted to finally post something and hopefully next chapter may be longer

Please review and let me know what you think, and thanks to everyone who reviewed and supported Where I belong.