Destiny

A Start

Potter Manor, that very day

Roderick was bored. He had nothing to do. It was nighttime and his mother had problems with him flying at night, saying it was 'not safe'. Potter manor was perfectly safe, thank you very much and the entire area, quidditch pitch included had wards that rivaled Hogwarts' itself and the infuriating part was that mother knew that!

He scowled. He sat there, man spreading on the couch trying to brainstorm ideas on what to do. All he could come up with right now was quidditch, quidditch and quidditch. All other activities required at least one more person and Ron had gone back to his house, the Burrow. Ron often came here to play as the Burrow was not as good as Potter manor for Roderick and the fact that the manor had a world class quidditch pitch didn't hurt that perspective either. He sighed and gave up. He stared blankly at his room. It was almost as big as the Weasley's house. The main colors was the classic Gryffindor colors, scarlet bed sheets covered the king size bed ( which had a red headboard with gold patterns. The bed sat on the plush carpet that covered the whole room. The walls were covered with various quidditch posters and a few other cool dueling posters that his dad brought for him. There were a few 'boy-who-lived' posters as well. The twins and the other older brothers except Percy thought he was an egomaniac for that, but he didn't really care. The ceiling however, had a small but still grand chandelier that lit up the room. The room also had bare minimum furniture, just the way like he liked it, having only a night table and one couch, the one he was sitting on. All in all it could be said that his room was pretty comfortable.

It was almost dinner time now and mom would call him to go downstairs to the dining area. Having nothing to do, he got off the couch and walked downstairs. Usually he did wait until the house elves were done setting the table, but he was really really bored. His room was right in front of the stairs and was only a couple steps away from it, but the stairs however were a different story. Compared to the Burrow's stairs, it was very long. This was due to the fact that Potter manor had vey high ceilings, not that Roderick resented that. He descended down the stairs and walked towards the dining area. By the looks of it he was just in time.

Lily POV

The house elves had just told her that dinner was ready and had been set on the table. She was just about to call her son when she saw him walking down the stairs to the dining area. Oh! How she was proud of that boy! They had just done their Hogwarts shopping today and he would be off to Hogwarts in a month! Her little boy had grown up!

"Sweetie, you are just in time for dinner! Come and have a seat" she said, giving him a warm smile. "There are mashed potatoes and broccoli for dinner- and I know that you don't like them" she added seeing his crestfallen face. "However there is chocolate fudge for dessert, but you'll only get them if you finish your broccoli" she warned him. Rod grinned. Everybody knew that he loved chocolate fudge. Literally everyone. It had been mentioned a few times in Witch Weekly's Youngest. Every witch wanted to know everything about Rod after all and Lily and James also got paid for it.

They started eating when a thought occurred to her. What happened to Harry? Did he go back to the Dursleys? Then she realized that she hadn't even given him any money to buy the clothes from Madame Malkins. Then what did he do? Did he not buy anything and went back to Privet Drive or did he stay at the Leaky Cauldron. Lilly dismissed that thought at once. He didn't have any money. Although if he was carrying muggle money.... Her thoughts were interrupted when James shook her slightly.

"Are you alright Lily" he asked, concern evident in his voice.

"I am fine James." She paused. "I was just wondering you know, did harry buy his robes? I mean, we didn't give him any money now did we?" she answered. James looked thoughtful. "Now that you mentioned it, we didn't give him any money, so that means he hasn't bought his robes!" he exclaimed. Lily nodded "You know what that means James", she sighed. James nodded. "We'll have to go back tomorrow".