Harry Potter and his sister Alison

BONUS: moving in

"I believe this is the last of them." Hermione sighed as she set a large box labeled Ali's Clothes onto the pile of boxes that also had Alison's name on them.

"Good cause I'm tired." Alison sighed, slumping down on the stairs.

Sirius chuckled as he walked over and leaned against the banister, smiling down at his goddaughter. "We're only halfway done, kiddo. We still have to unpack all these boxes."

"We?" She looked up at him. "You guys can use magic to help you, I'm only fifteen. I'd have to do it all by hand."

He reached down and brushed one of her French braids behind her shoulder. "Alright, fine, how about we compromise? You unpack your room and we'll unpack everything else?"

"Deal." Alison said as she stood up, adjusting her short-overalls she wore over one of Harry's old tee-shirts, and grabbed one of the boxes with her name on it.

She took it up the stairs of the house Sirius had bought for him and his godchildren to live in and walked into her new room. Harry and Ron were sitting on the floor looking absolutely exhausted, her new bed between them.

"I thought you two said putting it together would be cinch since you both could use magic?" Alison chuckled, her hands on her hips as she looked down at them.

"Yeah well... the instructions were confusing." Ron said, pushing himself up to his knees.

"They weren't that confusing. You didn't even need to use magic." Draco chuckled as he leaned against the doorway. "I finished both Harry's and Sirius' beds in the time it took you both to get Ali's up. I'm starting to see why you say you two can't a day without Hermione."

"Boys?" Hermione joined Draco in the doorway. "You're needed downstairs in the kitchen. Why are you on the floor?"

"We're tired from putting the bed together." Harry pushed himself to his feet. "It wasn't easy."

She raised an eyebrow as she pulled Ron to his feet. "Draco and I didn't have any problems with it, didn't you read the directions?"

Both Ron and Harry's eyes widened and they began complaining about how Draco cheated by getting Hermione's help as she pulled them out of the room.

"Need any help in here?" Draco asked Alison, ignoring the two boys shouting at him.

Alison shook her head, opening the box she had brought up. "I'll manage, thanks. They'll need your help downstairs unpacking everything."

"But they've all got magic to help them. They're making you I pack all by yourself?" He walked from the doorway over to her.

Alison chuckled and shrugged. "Well they're doing the entire house, Sirius said I could just do my room so it won't be so bad."

He shook his head and pulled his wand out. "I'll help you, it'll get done so much faster."

"Why do you care about how fast it gets done? We've got all day." She asked as she pulled the pillows and blankets from the box and set them on her bed.

Draco waved his wand and the bed began to make itself. "Because the faster we get this done, the more alone time you and I can spend together without your brother breathing down my neck anytime I even try to hold your hand."

She giggled and shook her head, grabbing the now empty box and unfolding it. "He's not that bad, Draco. I know he was a bit high strung right after the war but that's how he's always been after some near-death experience one or the both of us have been through. And now that Voldemort is gone for good he's been able to relax much, much easier and quicker than usual." She said as she walked out and down the stairs to grab another box.