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Harry woke up early in the morning at grimmauld place, his mind running through the events of Last night when he arrived at grimmauld place. Immediately after the Dementor attack.
He had arrived and in fairly good shape, managing to run from his uncle before anything other than a couple bruises could happen.
When he had finally arrived and met with his godfather (After a year of not seeing him)
an order meeting took place, the meeting entailed what had happened (Harry wasn’t allowed to put his input on the Extremely wrong situation) and his ‘family’ was coming to stay for the summer.
That is what had worried him. His relatives, coming to stay at an all wixen house with dark artifacts.
Harry had been shocked and immediately worried, everyone was told to keep the magic to a minimum as they were afraid of magic (That got some odd looks from Sirius) and they didn't want to shock the family.
He had snickered at that, they were afraid, but they turned that fear into anger At him .
When he snickered he heard Snape sneer and make a comment.
Harry was also supposed to share a room with them. They were going to extend one of the spare rooms and put 4 beds, a large, and 2 mediums.
He heard a few order members confused and Sirius had practically snarled at dumbledore.
No one was to interfere if they were having ‘Family time’ which basically meant if Harry was alone with any of them no one could enter unless there was any sign of distress.
(He knew there would be and that this was going to be shit)
At first he thought Dumbledore had good intentions but as the list went on Harry was not so sure, afterall the last rule seemed weird not even to mention how many extra rooms they have!
Sirius was at first skeptical and pissed but after Dumbledore talked about how ‘Beneficial it'd be for Harry, don't you want him happy’ then he relented for the sake of his godson.
Harry was terrified the more he thought about it, he had one last night before he would have to move out of Sirius’s old bedroom that provided him with comfort he hasn’t felt in a long while.
Sirius had told him he was allowed in his room anytime and that it was Harrys no matter what anyone said. Harry secretly knew he couldn’t sleep in there, he could not have anyone finding out about his home and it’d be extremely suspicious if he didn’t sleep near his family ‘ after a traumatizing event’ .
He will keep everything in Sirius’s room though, he will not have them destroying his fathers invisibility cloak, photos, or his homework.
Harry slowly got out of bed fear in every limb, checking the time he saw it was 7, a bit later than he normally wakes up but that makes sense as he stayed up worrying.
He changed his clothes and tidied up his hair (As much as he could), then he walked down the stairs to see Sirius and immediately brightened.
“Sirius!” He smiled.
Sirius turned around concern and happiness filled his expression “hey Pup, what are you doing up this early?”
Harry sat down next to him at the table. “I typically wake up around this time, my rel- My Aunt Petunia had me waking up around 6-7 every day to set that habit.”
Harry smirked to himself, he might actually be able to pull this off if his relatives actually cooperate at least outside closed doors.
Concern filled Sirius’s expression, memories of the lies he told about his family and how his Mother would make him wake up early to study every day. He shook those thoughts out of his head, Harry was not himself nor was he James.
“Ok pup. you want to talk about your family coming here” He asked softly hoping to get more information on the muggles.
Harry stiffened, he didn't want to talk about his relatives, he could barely spin one single fact, how was he supposed to spin the abuse, or everything else.
“Uhm, i don’t know what you would like to know? My aunt is-” He paused pretending to think back on fond moments but in reality he was thinking about how she acted with Dudley.
“She cares and Loves gardening and gossip. She will listen if you have gossip and loves to cook and taught us to cook. My cousin didn’t like cooking so she stopped teaching him but since I showed an interest she taught me to cook when I was around 7 with all the safety measures in place!”
He had decided to stay close to the truth but without the concerning parts, for example she put him near the stove at 4 and told him “Cook some bacon and eggs freak, and if you burn it no food for a week!” That was where the starvation began and sadly he went a long while without food during that time.
Sirius nodded a bit suspicious, that was almost exactly how he would describe his Mother when asked, except more magical, instead of saying she'd make him study and if not crucio him then he’d say she had him study to develop habits.
No, Harry is not him or regulus!
Harry continued on not noticing Sirius’s dilemma.
“My uncle is-” Fat, stupid, and an abusive asshole “- a businessman who loves food, he cares but is a bit strict, he and my aunt are terrified of magic and typically like to stay away.”
His eyes went a bit softer at dudley, he hated him but he was a child who grew up in a bad environment.
“Dudley loves playing sports and is protective-”
He paused seeing Dumbleodre walk in, checking the time he realized he had been awake for over an hour; it was now 8:30!
“Ah young Sirius, Harry! Good to see you up this early mornings, we will be bringing your family in a few hours after everyone has had the chance to wake up! We will be having a house meeting and touring them showing where they, along with Harry, will be staying!”
Sirius grumbled angrily “I don't understand why they can’t have their own rooms or why Harry can't have the room he is already in!” Dumbledore looked at him with disappointment.
“My boy, you already know why. Their boy has just gone through a traumatic time and no doubt they will want all their family in the same room!”
Harry called bullshit.
Sirius looked angry and annoyed/ this was his and Harry's house. if it wasn’t for Remus coming down then Sirius would’ve yelled at Dumbledore.
Harry went back up to his room, mentally and physically preparing to 1. Having no alone time 2. The amount of beating he is more than likely going to get.
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Hours passed before the twins came up to his room, he was still staring at the wall desperate to find a way to get out of this situation.
“Harrikins!” Fred started
“We were told”
“To tell you”
“To head down”
“for a meeting!” Fred finished, they smiled at him and before Harry could say anything their expressions got serious.
“Now harrikins, we don't know a ton about your relatives but we had to save you before your second year?”
“Yea and you have made some very concerning comments, until you heard they were coming here. Since then you’ve acted like they are perfect.”
“It's concerning considering beforehand you would talk about them like they have hurt you, or not at all.”
“And everyone is ignoring the comments you made before, taking only into account the comments you make now!”
Harry looked at the twins, surprised they remembered that. He hated how observant they were in this moment.
He wanted them to not notice, he wanted them to believe his lies about his relatives. He wanted them to believe that he is fine!
He smiled at them “It's fine, I- I” he stuttered his face falling, not being able to think of a believable lie. “Uhm-”
Before Harry could figure out a lie Fred cut in “I know you probably won’t tell us but if they do anything at all then let us know-”
“We’re here for you Harry” George finished. Harry knew it was serious when they didn’t call him a nickname. He nodded accepting they knew he was lying, and knowing he would not be going to them.
Fred and George nodded before their expressions suddenly happy again. “See you at the meeting.”
Harry nodded, getting up and walking out behind George. A pit filled in his stomach, he knew this would be bad and difficult to hide, he would need to talk to his Relatives beforehand so they know not to hurt him near the rest.
He was fucked.