"Moving?" Harry asked, his eyes still dripping with tears after the scary encounter with his babysitter.
"Yes, Harry. We just think that living here is quite dangerous for you and it would be best if we just left this area. Albus Dumbledore gave us an idea to move to his old home where the wizards living in it have moved out. It's in Godric's hollow and you'll never believe this," Remus said, waiting for Harry to ask what.
"What?" Harry asked, his eyes brightening up. Remus gently wiped away a tear with his thumb before replying.
"It's right next to where you used to live. You get to see where your mum and dad lived. They've kept the house in the last state it was in after that evil wizard, Voldemort destroyed your house," Remus said. Harry thought about it for a moment. He would get to see where he had once lived a few years ago with his parents. Harry struggled to think back to that time. The only thing he could remember was a cold, cruel laugh followed by a flash of green light. Nothing else besides that.
"When do we move?" Harry asked.
"As soon as everything is packed," Remus answered. Harry gasped, a smile forming on his face. Sirius and Remus grinned, they knew that Harry would be excited.
"Can we play hide and seek when we get there? Dudley used to play it with his friends, I really want to try it. He said it was best to play in a new house," Harry said. Sirius nodded. Harry giggled and clapped his hands, he was so nervous and happy at the same time, it made his tummy feel funny.
"Alright, let's get packing. Harry, why don't you go upstairs with Sirius and pack your stuff while I gather my own and Sirius's stuff. Does that sound good?" Remus asked kindly. Harry nodded and raced upstairs, Sirius got up, chuckled, and quickly followed. Remus accioed a few boxes and went upstairs as well.
"Am I going to bring all of my stuff?" Harry asked.
"Yep, every last bit. Except for these old clothes. I need to get you some new ones," Sirius said. Harry frowned, his clothes fit and he liked them, so why did he need new clothes? Remus dropped off a few boxes and so Harry and Sirius set to work on packing up the room. There was a lot of stuff but with a bit of Sirius's magic, the room was packed in no time at all. Remus met them in the hallway, all of their stuff packed into boxes.
"I'm going to apparate away to Godric's hollow with each of these boxes. I also need to stop at a muggle shop for Harry. You guys keep on packing," Sirius said before grabbing a few boxes and vanishing on the spot. Harry gasped and felt the air for Sirius.
"Where did he go?" Harry asked.
"He went to Godric's Hollow. Remember how we apparated to get here? That's what he just did.
"Whoa," Harry breathed.
"Alright, come help me with the kitchen now while Sirius is busy getting the boxes to the house." Harry nodded and followed Remus to the kitchen where they worked on packing up dishes and cooking supplies. Harry began to empty out the refrigerator into boxes when Remus stopped him.
"Why not?" Harry asked.
"Well we need to keep these items cold and so Sirius is just going to use a hovering charm and apparate the fridge with him to the other house. That way we don't have to worry about food going bad," Remus explained. Harry nodded and moved on to plates and cups. Remus took care of the china. After everything was packed in the kitchen, dining room, and living room, Remus began to help Sirius with apparating the stuff away. Harry was alone by himself for brief moments at a time. The house was loud and echoey now that there was much less stuff. Crumbs littered the floor where furniture had been along with some loose odds and ends. Harry ran quickly to clean up. He even pulled a vacuum cleaner out of a cleaning closet and worked on vacuuming up the floors. It was a tad challenging since his head didn't even reach the top of the handle. Once Remus was done he joined Harry in cleaning, chuckling when he saw his little godson next to the tall vacuum cleaner, but Harry didn't seem to mind.
"Good job, Harry," Remus said once the house was clean. Harry beamed, he was quite proud of himself.
"I'm back!" Sirius called in a singsong voice from the dining room. Harry raced over to see Sirius holding up an outfit. Sirius waved his wand and all of a sudden Harry was in the clothes. Remus came in and snorted. Harry was now wearing leather pants, a shirt that read bad boy, a leather jacket, leather gloves, expensive looking tennis shoes, a baseball cap placed backward on Harry's head, and expensive sunglasses.
"There!" Sirius said proudly. Harry looked up at Remus.
"How do I look?" Harry asked. Remus opened his mouth to answer but instead of words coming out, he roared with laughter. Harry grinned shyly, unsure of what was so funny. He kind of liked the leather.
"Alright, let's go, Harry." Remus picked Harry up and everything went black. Harry had that familiar sensation of being squeezed down a tube that was much too small. The sensation disappeared and Harry opened his eyes. His eyes widened. The house was very nice. It wasn't nearly as big as the old one but looked very homely and welcoming. Remus waved his wand and the boxes began to unpack themselves until this house looked very much like the one they had just left, only slightly rearranged.
"Do you like it?" Sirius asked. Harry nodded, tears coming to his eyes. It was so nice, and they had moved just for him!
"Now, this house is under the fidelius charm to keep out bad guys. We are all secret keepers and so the only way anyone can know about the house is if we say anything. So, you can't tell anyone about the house or where it is. You need to stay inside the yard and not go past the grass. Do you understand?" Remus asked. Harry nodded. Sirius smiled and picked Harry up.
"That was fun, but I think I want to buy you even more outfits. How do you feel about a farmers plaid? Oooh, no, I know, how about a dinosaur? Or maybe..."
"Why don't we worry about that after we play hide and seek?" Remus suggested. Harry grinned.
"I get to hide first! Count to two hundred!" and Harry sped off before Remus or Sirius could say anything. They smiled and went to a corner to close their eyes to begin counting.
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Harry Potter-Rescued
FanfictionAbused three years old harry potter is rescued by his godfathers. Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, that right is reserved for J.K. Rowling Also, I am in need of prompts, so please leave some in the comments and I'll see what I can do, thanks!