Ginny reached for the two books on the round ottoman, turning to place them back on the bookcases. She paused, noticing Harry's trunk and Hedwig's cage. The snowy owl chirped at the ginger girl.
"Hedwig," Ginny greeted before throwing the books back onto the ottoman and running towards the staircase.
"Mum?" Ginny called, waiting to see her mother look over a bannister.
"Ginny, what is it?" Molly asked, looking down.
"I was only wondering when Harry got here," Ginny responded as her mother started down the staircase.
"What?" Molly stopped, "Harry? Harry who?"
"Harry Potter, of course."
"I think I'd know if Harry Potter was in my house, wouldn't I?" Molly asked, continuing down the stairs.
"His trunk's in the kitchen, and his owl," Ginny tried to reason.
"No, dear, I seriously doubt that," Molly dismissed only for Hoedwig to begin chirping.
Footsteps echoed through the house, Cetus and Ron popping their heads over the railing.
"Harry?" Cetus asked.
"Did someone say 'Harry'?" Ron questioned.
"Me, nosey. Is he up there with both of you?" Ginny retorted.
"Nope," Cetus shook his head.
"Of course not. I think I'd know if my best friend was in my room, wouldn't I?" Ron sassed. Hedwig continued to chirp.
"Is that an owl I heard?" Hermione asked. Cetus awkwardly turned and looked up, slightly confused.
"You haven't seen him, have you?" Ginny asked, "Apparently, he's wondering about the house."
"Really?"
"Really," Cetus and Ron parroted.
"Harry!" Molly called out as they heard the door open.
Molly reached the bottom of the stairs as Ginny hugged Harry. Cetus, Ron, and Hermione rushed down behind, their footsteps echoing throughout the house.
"Harry!" Hermione and Ron took turns getting a hug.
"Hello," Harry greeted, getting a hug from Cetus before Molly came over to the boy.
"Harry! What a lovely surprise!" Molly laughed, embracing the boy, "Why didn't you let us know you were coming?"
"I didn't know. Dumbledore," Harry tried to explain.
"Oh, that man. But then, what would we do without him?"
Harry looked past Molly to see Ron attempting to poke Hermione's cheek. Cetus raised a brow at the ginger boy as everyone turned to look at him.
"Got a bit of toothpaste," Ron defended, dropping his arm to his side.
Lyra leaned her head against Pansy's shoulder as they leaned against the balcony railing. Stars glimmered above them.
"I'm happy that my father let you come spend some of the summer with him and I," Lyra confessed, searching the night sky for constellations.
"It's different, his Glamour, I mean. I'm so used to it, that seeing him without it caught me off guard," Pansy chuckled, "But I'm happy I was allowed, too."
"It catches me off guard occasionally, too, and he's done it since Cetus and I could remember," Lyra admitted with a small laugh.
A comfortable silence fell between them.
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Constellations of Black
FanfictionRegulus Black was alive, having faked his death and was nursed to health in wizarding Italy under a false identity. It was only possible with the help of Kreacher, and of Anna Longbottom, sister of Frank Longbottom. Now he was healthy and comfortabl...
