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In the Summer Time	By : windy Category: S through Z > Sherlock (BBC) > Sherlock (BBC) Views: 1545 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Sherlock Holmes and properties are owned by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. Sherlock and properties are owned by BBC One, Mark Gatiss and Steven Moffat. Harry Potter and properties are owned by JK Rowling. I don't make money from writing this

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Disclaimer: Sherlock Holmes and properties are owned by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. Sherlock and properties are owned by BBC One, Mark Gatiss and Steven Moffat. Harry Potter and properties are owned by JK Rowling. I don't make money from writing this fanfiction. The story contains spoiler for both Sherlock and Harry Potter. Also there are quotes from the novel and TV series.
In the Summer Time
The Friends, The Blacks and The Weasleys
Harry and Mycroft were officially dating now. So, what had changed? Well, Harry often spent the night at Mycroft's residence now. At the morning, he would get back to his house at Godric Hollow until one day Mycroft took him to dressing room and showed him that it was half empty. Mycroft's clothes had been moved to one side, leaving the other side empty.
Harry turned and said casually. "Well, I will bring my stuffs then."
"That's the idea, dear." Mycroft replied with amused smirk.
He also brought Mycroft to his house and showed the man around. Just the house though. They didn't venture to the village yet. And now, Harry thought that it was time for Mycroft to meet Teddy, Andromeda, Ron and Hermione. He didn't forget about Luna too. Mycroft's meeting with Luna would be spectacular, Harry thought with grin. All this time had told Mycroft about his godson, friends and all people in his life but the man never met them face to face. Well, this was the time.
However, Harry needed to warn Mycroft's first. "My friends know that we're dating," he began. "But..uhm...other people..well, the wizarding society actually, think that we're already married," he gushed out.
Mycroft raised his eyebrow. "And pray tell, how did they come to this conclusion," the man asked.
"The power of gossip mills," Harry muttered darkly.
"Ah," Mycroft nodded in understanding. "I see that some aspects never changes, regardless the different world."
"Thankfully, we're only going to visit Grimmauld Square." Harry said.
At the promised day, Harry and Mycroft went to Grimmauld Place together. The man had bought gifts with him, toys from Hamleys for Teddy and pearl earrings from Mikimoto for Andromeda.
Kreacher opened the door. "Master Harry," the house elf greeted him. "And Master Harry's Muggle."
Mycroft had met with Winky before so it wasn't new for him but then again the man also showed no outward surprise when he saw house elf for the first time.
"Mistress Andromeda and Master Theodore are waiting." Kreacher said again.
"Thank you, Kreacher," Harry said.
Harry led Mycroft to the sunroom where Andromeda and Teddy were already waiting. He then proceeded to introduce his lover to both of them.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Andromeda," Mycroft said before he turned to Teddy. "And you must be Theodore Lupin, Harry's godson. Nice to meet you."
Teddy grinned at him. "Hi," the boy said. "I'm Teddy. Nice to meet you too, Mr. Holmes."
"Mycroft is fine," Mycroft said.
"Alright," Teddy chirped happily.
"I have something for both of you," Mycroft said, giving the gifts to Andromeda and Teddy.
"Wow. Thank you, Mycroft," Teddy said.
"Thank you," Andromeda said, giving Mycroft approval look.
Andromeda and Mycroft got on very quickly, much to Harry's surprise. But then as he observed them together, Andromeda and Mycroft were very much alike.
"Grandmother likes Mycroft," Teddy said to Harry.
"Well, that's good." He replied.
"I like him too," Teddy continued.
Harry smiled at his godson and reached over to ruffle Teddy's black hair. "I'm glad," he said.
The conversation was cut when Kreacher popped into the room, announcing that Mr. Weasley and Miss. Granger were there to see Harry.
"Ron! Hermione!"
"Harry!"
"Mycroft, meet Ron and Hermione. They're my best friends." Harry introduced them. He had told them to come. Unfortunately Luna was busy, so he had to wait for another opportunity.
"Ron Weasley." Ron said.
"Hermione Granger," Hermione said and smiled at Mycroft. "Harry has told us about you."
"Really?" Mycroft said pleasantly. "I hope in good news then."
Hermione laughed. "Of course."
They both soon were engaged in some intellectual discussion.
Ron frowned a bit. "Are you sure he isn't a wizard?" he asked.
"What?" Harry said, flabbergasted.
Ron scratched his head. "He behaves like those snobbish pureblood." The redhead explained. "You know... his attire and the way he talks and moves."
"No, Ron. He is Muggle." He said.
"Are you sure that he doesn't have wand concealed in that umbrella of his?" Ron asked, frowning.
Harry laughed at that.
They continued to talk until lunch time. Andromeda had decided that they would eat at the open terrace.
Mycroft paused in his way to look at the Black's tapestry. The Black family tree was displayed in the drawing room on an intricate tapestry, as an ornate mural. It started in the Middle Ages and showed the dominant line of the family up to the present day.
Andromeda, Teddy, Ron and Hermione chose to leave two of them.
"Toujours pur," the man said. "That's interesting. Especially considering the fact that Orion and Walburga was cousin."
Harry shrugged. "They were staunch supporters of blood purity." That really should have explained everything.
"En stirps nobilis et gens antiquissima Black." Mycroft read the Latin inscription on the Black family tree tapestry; "Behold the offspring of noble birth and the nation of the most ancient of Black."
"They also considered themselves royals." Harry said, wondering just how many languages that Mycroft mastered.
Mycroft looked at the tapestry again and said. "There is no Black left." The man stated as matter of fact.
"With my godfather's death, the male line of House of Black is ended while the female line remained extant. There are Andromeda and her sister family, Teddy and myself. My grandmother is Dorea Black by the way." Harry explained.
Mycroft didn't comment on that and they went to join the others for lunch.
After lunch, they returned to sunroom to continue their chat. Teddy yawned and then insisted for Harry to tuck him in for a nap thus leaving Mycroft alone with Andromeda, Hermione and Ron.
As soon as Harry and Teddy disappeared, Hermione turned to Mycroft. "I'm certain that you know about Harry's history." She began.
"Yes," Mycroft replied.
"He has gone through so many things in the past," Hermione continued. "He really deserves happiness now."
Mycroft knew exactly what was going on but still the situation was absurd for him. Never in his entire life, he thought that he was going to be the end recipient of this.
"So, if you hurt him, I'm going to kill you." Hermione stated seriously.
Ron nodded next to her. "We'll hunt you down," the redhead added cheerily.
"Killing is so simple," Andromeda said suddenly.
They all turned to look at him
"If it were me, I would ruin your life and make it sure that you suffer for your entire life that you wish you have never been born." Andromeda said.
Hermione looked at her, astonished. "Thank you for the input, Andromeda." She said. "That's a good idea."
"I'm Black. I know the ways," Andromeda replied.
She wasn't joking. Mycroft could see it. The aristocrat woman in front of him was perfectly capable of that.
"Thank you for the warning," Mycroft said at last.
"You're welcome," Hermione nodded at him. She was glad that they had reached an understanding with Mycroft Holmes.
"Tea, everyone?" Andromeda asked pleasantly, as if nothing had happened and she hadn't threatened a man's life.
"Yes, thank you." Mycroft said.
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After that, Harry introduced Mycroft with the Weasleys whom he considered his family. Mycroft's meeting with the Weasleys couldn't go better in Harry's opinion. In five minutes Mycroft had charmed all the female present there. Harry had to admit that Mycroft really knew how to use his skills.
"Such a fine gentleman," Mrs. Weasley gushed out. "You are very lucky, Harry."
"Uhm..thanks, Mrs. Weasley," Harry stammered out.
"My boys could learn a thing or two from your lover, Harry." She said again before went to fix their lunch.
Ron made a gagging noise at that.
George, who was watching the whole scene, grinned mischievously. "Never thought that you go for that type, Harry." He said, gesturing to Mycroft who now was talking with Fleur in perfect French.
"Bloody hell!" Ron muttered.
"His grandmother is French," Harry explained. "A younger sister to Vernet, famous French artist. According to Mycroft, he and his younger brother get their ability from her."
"There are two of them?" Ron asked.
"A politician too?" George asked, disgusted at the notion.
"What is wrong with being politician?" Percy interrupted them. When Mycroft showed up with Harry, he was the first to greet and the man and then started talking about ministry, politics and such until Audrey, his wife, dragged him away.
"No, he's consulting detective." Harry replied before George or Ron managed to reply. So far, he hadn't met with Sherlock yet so he was quite curious about Mycroft's younger brother.
"Consulting detective?" Ron asked blankly.
"He solves crime." Harry explained.
"With such skills, he will go far." Percy commented.
"Not everyone is interested working in the ministry," George said, rolling his eyes.
Mrs. Weasley came to call them for dinner. After that Harry and Mycroft bid everyone goodbye and returned to Mycroft's house.
"Thank you," Harry said once they were seated on the couch in Mycroft's study. "For coming with me."
"They're important to you," Mycroft replied.
"At least, no one threats you this time," Harry said, smiling.
Mycroft raised his eyebrow. "So, you heard." He said.
"Obviously." Harry rolled his eyes. "They're over protective of me."
"Well, you better prepare yourself." Mycroft said.
"And why is that?" Harry asked, confused.
Mycroft smiled at him. "Mummy wants to meet you."
Author's Note:

This is the sequel of Spring Concerto and I want to say that this fic is more like a collection of one shot with theme. So, whenever I get new idea about what happen in their life, I will update. The next will be about Harry's meeting with Mrs. Violet Holmes and Sherlock. And don't forget the ring. Can't have them show up in the public without ring if they're married, can we?
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