Harry Potter: Another Chance

Chapter 135: Christmas break

Disclaimer: Harry Potter and all of its characters belong to J.K Rowling. I own nothing but the original characters I make.

"Dialogue"

'Thoughts'

-Author notes-

A.N: -I had missed this chapter when uploading the whole thing...now it's been added.-

Chapter 135: Christmas break

The train came to a halt at its destination, and the students descended onto the station.

"Harry!"

He was promptly tackled by his little sister as soon as he stepped on solid ground.

Harry placed down his luggage and hugged the young girl. "Hello, Holly…I missed you too."

"And what about me?" Lyra stood at their side with her fists clenched at her sides and an expression of displeasure.

"That would be difficult, I just saw you a minute ago," Harry told her.

"Yes, he just saw you!" Holly pouted. "Get your own brother!" The little girl said while pointing at Lyra.

Lyra was flabbergasted. "I was talking to you!" Lyra stared at her sister. "And what do you mean by 'get your own brother'?...he is my brother!" Lyra pulled on Harry's arm.

"No, mine!" Holly pulled on his other arm.

"Okay, what is going on?" Harry did not understand how the situation had degraded to this.

"What happened to those two?...they used to get along so well." James approached the group.

"Daddy!" Lyra let go of Harry and jumped onto her father's arms.

James grinned. "Hello, dear." He then gave Harry a glance. "Hey son. How was school?"

"You know, mostly normal…for Hogwarts," Harry told him.

James' face became serious. He could tell there was more to it than his son was letting on. "We can talk more at home. Your mother was busy preparing things so she sent me here alone."

Their father took the three of them home after saying their goodbyes to their classmates.

"Mom!" Lyra ran through the kitchen and almost tackled her mother in the same way that Holly did to Harry.

"Lyra, careful! I was holding a knife," Lily complained.

"Oh…" Lyra now noticed it. "Sorry, Dad said that you were busy preparing something. What are you doing?" She looked behind her mother.

There was a cutting board with several vegetables being cut.

"As you can see…I was preparing dinner," Lily said with a warm smile before looking at Harry. "Hello, Harry dear."

"Hi Mom, are you cooking alone?" Harry asked.

"Mom, why are you doing this yourself? We have two house elves," Lyra looked confused.

"I wouldnt count Dobby for cooking..." Harry muttered.

"We do, but I like to do some things by myself sometimes. Maybe it's because I grew up in a Muggle house," Lily told her daughter.

"Ah…" Didn't seem like she understood it yet.

"I'll go leave my things in my room," Harry said before making his way to his room and closing the door behind him.

"Dobby," he called.

The elf appeared immediately with a loud pop sound.

"Master Harry, sir! Welcome home."

"Thank you, Dobby." Harry sat down at his desk and started to pull some small containers out of the secret pockets of his robes and placed them on top of the table.

Dobby approached and glanced at them with curiosity. One of the containers was an inconspicuous white box, while the other two were made of glass and had some vials with liquid inside them.

The box contained the two intact basilisk eyes that Harry had secured.

And the glass ones had the vials of basilisk blood and venom that Snape had collected from the Chamber.

"I expected the old man to complain more before giving me these…"

"Master Harry, what are these things?" Dobby pointed at the container and asked. But he then realized something. "Oh no, Dobby bad! Should not ask Master questions!"

The panicked elf was about to smack his head against the table when Harry had to stop him using his hands.

"Enough, Dobby! I already told you before to stop punishing yourself," Harry said with authority.

Dobby seemed to come to his senses. "Yes, Master sir Harry Potter!"

Harry glanced back at the containers. "These are some rare ingredients that I have recently acquired. And by rare…I mean illegal. So, no one can know I have these. Do you understand, Dobby?"

The elf nodded vigorously. "Dobby understands!"

Harry was sure that Dobby must have done a lot of shady stuff for Malfoy, so he must be used to this kind of thing.

"Do you remember the place where you hid all the things we took from the bad Master?"

"Dobby knows!"

Harry nodded. "Good, I need you to take these three containers and, very carefully, bring them to that place. I will have need of them soon enough."

"Dobby can do, Harry Potter Master sir!"

"Okay…" Harry sighed. For some reason, Dobby still had difficulty in keeping his name consistent.

Dobby took the containers with care and disappeared from his room.

Harry lay on his bed and closed his eyes. He felt tired after the long journey home, especially after being forced into the same cabin as his sister, Ginny, Hermione, Lavender, and Parvati. "That felt like a lot more than six hours…maybe I can rest a bit before dinner…"

All of a sudden, he heard someone trying to open his door, followed by a series of loud bangs on it.

"Harry, let's play!" Holly screamed.

"Nevermind then..." Harry sighed.

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