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Y/n got off the train and looked around for her uncle. She beamed as she spotted him and waved.
Turning to her best friends, she pulled Harry in a long embrace first. " You're always welcome to live with me and uncle Chris, Harry. Please write to me. " Harry sighed and hugged her tighter.
" I don't think that'll be a good idea, as much as I love it. " He sighed and kissed her forehead, " But I'll write everyday, I promise. "
Y/n smiled and turned to Hermione, and than Ron. Waving them goodbye, she found Luis and bid him goodbyes too.
Finally meeting with her uncle, she squealed and hugged the man. " You've grown taller, huh? " He ruffled her hair and Y/n chuckled.
" I missed you, uncle Chris. " She sighed, leaning in the touch. The year was hectic, although she enjoyed it very much. All she needed was a much deserved rest and holidays right now.
" I invited Harry to live with us, but I don't think his uncle would agree. " Y/n huffed and Chris sighed, " There are some things we can't change, darling. Harry needs to stay with them. It's for his protection. "
Y/n let out a sigh and nodded. " Let's go? " The two headed towards the car and Y/n settled in the passenger seat, smiling at Harry as he climbed in his uncle's car.
The drive back was short, seeing as Y/n couldn't stop rambling about how the year went and their end of the year adventure like every year.
Chris chuckled, shaking his head. " But you need to stay safe, love. I can't have you injured. " Y/n smiled, " I'll be safe, I promise. Because Madame Pomfrey does a really good job-"
Christopher glared at his niece, causing Y/n to burst out laughing. " Alright, I was kidding. I'll be careful. "
" So, no boy drama? " Y/n scrunched her face, " I don't think so. Meh! I'd write you if something had happened. " She winked and Christopher rolled his eyes playfully.
" Sure, sure. Not before I approve of the boy. " Y/n snickered, " I still have to meet the boy myself. "
Once they reached, Y/n reached her room and freshed up. Changing into a comfy over-sized hoodie, Y/n hurried downstairs and settled on the island as her uncle prepared her favorite dinner.
Those were the moments Y/n adored very much. Just her and Christopher, laughing and talking about literally anything and everything.
She never found anything different. She had completely disregarded the thought of her not being blood-related with Christopher.
Because it was just more than blood. She'd die for that man because she absolutely loved him with her whole life.
After the happy and chat filled dinner, Y/n bid him goonight and retreated to her room, but not after her uncle's dramatic way of saying goodnight.
