Posted originally on the Archive_of_Our_Own at https://archiveofourown.org/ works/9872153. Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: Underage Category: M/M, F/M Fandom: Harry_Potter_-_J._K._Rowling Relationship: Arthur_Weasley/Molly_Weasley Character: Dean_Thomas, Dobby_(Harry_Potter), Draco_Malfoy, Albus_Dumbledore, Fred Weasley, George_Weasley, Ginny_Weasley, Rubeus_Hagrid, Harry_Potter, Hermione_Granger, Minerva_McGonagall, Neville_Longbottom, Other(s), Ron Weasley, Seamus_Finnigan, Severus_Snape, Blaise_Zabini, Original Character Additional Tags: Explicit_Language, Slash_sex, Sexual_Content, Bonding, Mystery, Suspense, Romance Collections: HPFandom Stats: Published: 2009-11-14 Chapters: 2/2 Words: 868 ****** Serenity ****** by ZannaRay [archived by HPFandom_archivist] Summary The summer of harrys sixteenth birthday everything changed... Notes Note from SeparatriX, the archivist: this story was originally archived at HP_Fandom, which was closed for health and financial reasons. To preserve the archive, I began manually importing its works to the AO3 as an Open Doors-approved project in August 2016. I e-mailed all creators about the move and posted announcements, but may not have reached everyone. If you are (or know) this creator, please contact me using the e-mail address on HP_Fandom_collection profile. ***** Everthing changes ***** Disclaimer:: Nothing on here is mine except maybe the word order. AN:: Rating and warnings are for later chapters mainly but will update as it goes on. I hope you like it. Please leave reviews, this is my first multi- chaptered fic. AN2:: Ummm not canon at all from the end of OotP   The summer of Harrys' 16th birthday everything changed for him. His Godfather was dead, his Aunt and Uncle became more abusive and to top it all he'd knocked up a girl at a club last year and she had literally dumped the baby on his doorstep, much to his 'guardians' displeasure. "Fucking freak! Bring home another bloody freak!" Vernon bellowed. Harry read the papers accompanying the child before lifting the tiny bundle into his arms and cuddling her. "My child is NOT a freak!" He shouted in response, before storming upstairs with the child. As he walked away from Petunia and Vernon the little girl started to cry, and he soothed her with a whisper. "Hush now my baby..." When she had quietened, and he had regained his composure, he studied the sleepy child, and her tiny form, she didn't look very old, but her birth certificate claimed she was 4 months old. She blinked up at him with pale blue eyes and black hair, and Harry took the opportunity to gaze at her birth certificate. Serenity Potter: parents Harry Potter, and Lucille Lemore. He remembered Lucy, blonde hair, blue eyes, gorgeous figure. They had both been inexperienced but in the end they had got it down to an art form. During his reminiscence, Vernon came thundering upstairs, making the house shake with every footstep, Petunia in tow, and threw open the door to Dudleys second bedroom. "Out!" He bellowed, "Get out!!!" He swung at Harry and missed, but as he came to swing at him again Harry grabbed his wand and screamed at him, "OBLIVIATE!!" Petunia shrieked, and Harry turned his wand on her, uttering the very same spell, erasing all their memories of one Harry Potter and his daughter. He grabbed his stuff and all of Serenitys, moments before an owl flew threw the window and straight to him. He incinerated the letter it carried, he was in enough trouble as it was, why not do some more magic. Shrinking his meager belongings and disillusioning Serenity in her basket, he struck Dudley with a well placed Obliviateand hailed the knight bus. Stan ushered him on board not asking for any fare when he saw how Harry looked. "Ministry please Stan..." He climbed aboard and moments later he and his daughter stepped off again to be faced with a telephone box. He lifted the receiver and stated his name and purpose loudly. "Harry Potter and Serenity to see the Minister."   Please tell me what you think, reviews are well rewarded. i have another chapter written, but I want to see what you make of this one before I decide whether to continue with it. Zx ***** Emancipation ***** Author's notes: Everything changes =============================================================================== Disclaimer:: Not mine, nothing but the word order.. and Serenity   Their badges popped out and Harry stuck Serenitys' in his pocket before they were transported to the Atrium. He made his way to the Ministers office and knocked before walking in. "Hello Scrimgeour." "Mister Potter? What are you doing here?" He responded. "I want emancipation from my guardians." "Why?" "They abuse me, and treat me worse than a house-elf." Rufus Scrimgeour was shocked and his face said so, and as he called in a secretary, Harry sat down. After a lot of conversation and quite a few cups of coffee, Serenity started to cry. The minister looked shocked and was looking around for the noise until Harry lifted her out of her basket, much to Scrimgeours abject surprise. Quelling her cries Harry returned his gaze. "This is my daughter. Serenity Potter." A house elf was called and the small child was whisked away to be fed and changed, and whilst she was away the Minister and Harry concluded their business. He was now his own person, legally an adult in the Wizarding and Muggle world, to do what he pleased. Harry resettled the clean happy baby in her basket and re-cast the spell on her, hearing the minister speak. "We'll cancel the hearing and the expulsion and you are free to use magic whenever, just please refrain from using it near too many muggles." Harry nodded and a letter burst through through the floo, after the flames turned green. It was for Harry. Dear Mr Potter, It has come to our attention that you have been given your majority status ahead of your coming of age, and we would like to discuss the contents of your vaults and your inheritance with you. Please visit us at your earliest convience. Sincerely Yours Griphook Head Goblin of Gringotts Harry read the simple missive and nodded to the minister. "Have a good day." He responded in kind, "You too Mr Potter, oh and you can floo from this room if you'd like." "Thankyou." And with that he threw the floo powder into the flames, watching them turn green, before stepping into the fireplace with a clear shout. "Gringotts bank!" Please drop_by_the_archive_and_comment to let the author know if you enjoyed their work!