Finding The Way {A Harry Potter FanFiction}

Chapter 1: Harry

**Edit! {{Added 10.20.2012}}

Well, before I post this chapter, I thought I'd let you all know something.

The first...about 9 chapters of this story is going to be a bit slow. I'm going to condence their first two years at Hogwarts into the next three or four chapters, then I'm goign to do their third year. Just thought I'd put that out there.

And,

I PROMISE PROMISE PROMISE PROMISE IT'LL GET BETTER! IF IT'S NOT IM GOING TO REWRITE IT!

Enjoy the sequal to You Can't Hanlde Me ;)

1988

Phoenix POV

I was laying on my stomach in the grass, looking at one of the light pink roses that grew in my back yard. I had my hands resting on my stacked fists, and inhaled the soft smell. The breeze ruffled my louse curls and I sighed.

“Oi, Phee, dinner,” Leo yelled from the back doors. I waved my hand at him, and inhaled the soft smell of the pink rose again. I jumped when I heard a crack. I saw a fluffy gray rabbit a few feet from me. I smiled, propping myself up on my elbows, holding out my hand.

“Hey Cottentail,” I smiled. Don’t judge me. I was six when I named him! The bunny hopped closer, and poked my fingers with his pink nose. I heard my mum yell for me, and I sighed again, the setting sun was sending a gold light over the green grass.

“Bye mate,” I said, rubbing his soft ears before getting up, and brushing off my jeans and jumper. I walked into the kitchen through the back door, and saw Leo sitting impatiently at the table with a heaping pile of food in front of him.

“Hurry up, would you?” he whinnied, my mother gently swatting his shoulder as she handed me my plate. I smiled in thanks, and hooked my fingers over the edge of the table as I waited for mum to sit with us.

When she sat, she just looked at both of us. “You can eat,” she laughed. Leo dove into his pasta head first, and I ducked behind my napkin as a noodle flew at me. I laughed, and carefully ate my own food, careful not to get any sauce on my white sweater. Probably wouldn’t do much good, I already had a few grass stains on the elbows and stomach.

“Well, how was school?” mum asked us, looking between us. I didn’t say anything g, neither did Leo.

“Meet anyone new?” she asked, Leo burped, and I bit my lip not to giggle. I failed.

“You guys,” she sighed, rubbing her temples. “This is the last school in driving distance! You didn’t like the privet ones, you refuse to go to boarding school-”

“We never said that. We just want a co-ed one.” Leo snapped, glaring at his food.

“There are no co-ed boarding schools in London, Leo,” mum sighed. She looked at me, and gave me a smile. “You meet anyone?”

“Yeah,” I said. “Sorta.” I mumbled in one breath, looking at my food.

“Yeah? Who?” she asked, happy. I was never good at making friends per say, I wasn’t talkative.

“She’s talking about Harry,” Leo said confidently, about to lick his plate. Our mum caught it and gave him a warning look.

“Really? You should invite him over sometime!” she rambled, walking back to the kitchen.

“I’ll ask him tomorrow,” Leo said, getting up and falling into the sofa and clicked on the television.

“Actually,” she said, smiling at me. “I want you to ask.”