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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

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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

Chapter II

Violet Holmes was nervous. Why? Because, today, she would meet with Mycroft's lover. Her future son in law. There was no doubt about that in her eyes. Especially after the shocking call she received from Mycroft. He told her that he was going to visit and he was going to bring his lover too. For awhile, Violet couldn't say anything. She was shocked beyond belief that her son, who never interested in anyone, finally got himself a lover.

"Is she nice?" Violet asked once she found her voice back.

"He is wonderful," Mycroft replied. There was a fondness in his voice.

He? Violet was shocked. But as long as her son was happy, she would accept the fact that Mycroft's chosen one was a man.

"We will come by this Saturday," Mycroft informed her.

"I will have the guest room prepared," Violet replied. She wanted to know her son's respond.

"There is no need for that Mummy," Mycroft said. "Harry and I live together."

That had sealed everything. Mycroft and his lover lived together. Harry was wonderful. For Mycroft, that was more than love exclamation. That was a promise of a lifetime.

And there they were. Mycroft's car stopped in front of the terrace. The door opened and Mycroft stepped out first. He extended his hand to the person after him, Harry Potter. So, this was Harry, the man who enamoured Mycroft so much. Harry was young, probably in the beginning of twenty. He had jet black hair and green eyes. The young man wore white shirt, charcoal grey trousers and simple but elegant black coat.

"Mummy," Mycroft said. "May I introduce you to Harry."

Harry smiled at her. "I'm Harry Potter. It's a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Holmes."

Violet smiled back at her. She liked him instantly. He seemed nice and genuine towards Mycroft. Many people wanted to get close to her son because of Mycroft's wealth, connection and power.

"Just call me Violet." She said. "Now, you must be tired after long journey from London."

She led them to the conservatory. Mycroft hovered over Harry. Of course people wouldn't see the difference. In fact, Violet would say that even Harry didn't realize how completely besotted Mycroft was. But she was his mother and even though she didn't posses Mycroft and Sherlock's deduction skill, she knew about her sons.

During the afternoon tea, she managed to pry out from Harry about his first meeting with Mycroft and how Mycroft asked him for dinner and all. Violet enjoyed her conversation with Harry. And Mycroft, he could see, was relieved and glad that she liked Harry. They chatted for a bit before she told them to rest.

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"That went well," Mycroft said.

They were in Mycroft's room. After afternoon tea in the conservatory, Mycroft took him on tour through the house. The country house of Holmes family was located in Eastbourne, East Sussex. The house was big and located in ten acre land. In the far end of the estate, there was a cottage that belonged to Sherlock. The Holmes family also had a house in London. Sherlock, Mycroft younger brother, currently lived in there.

"Yes," he agreed. Harry was quite nervous about Violet's reaction to him. Would she like him? It was the first time this happened with someone who didn't know him after all. He already knew the entire Weasleys family before he dated Ginny. The same happened when he dated Philippe Delacour. He had already known them from Fleur. Aside of that, there was nobody who didn't know him in the wizarding world.

"I told you that Mummy will like you," Mycroft said again.

"How about you? Do you like me too?" Harry asked, smiling.

"I'm very fond of you," Mycroft replied before he leaned down to kiss Harry.

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"So, when is the happy announcement?" Violet asked during dinner that night.

"Happy announcement?" Harry asked back, confused.

"Yes," she replied. "I'm not getting any younger. So, I want to have grandchildren while I still have time."

"Mummy, you're still young." Mycroft said quickly.

She ignored her son. "A small private ceremony is fine by me. Then you can proceed with adoption," Violet said, adding by the way of explanation.

Harry finally saved the day. "Mycroft and I are quite happy with our current arrangement now." He said. "But we will consider it in the future."

"It is as Harry said, Mummy." Mycroft said in agreement.

Violet sighed in disappointment. Well, she would take what was offered now. After all, she had time to change their opinion. Oh, she couldn't wait to have grandchildren running around.

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They returned to London the next day. Harry was secretly relieved and he thought that Mycroft felt the same too. It was all because of Violet Holmes not so subtle suggestion that they should get married and adopt children as soon as possible. The thing was, Harry understood her plight. Knowing Mycroft, Violet probably had resigned to the idea that her eldest son was going to stay as bachelor for his entire life. And then Harry showed up. Of course she had to seize the opportunity.

After that visit, Mycroft then told him that Sherlock could show up anytime. "It is no doubt that Mummy has called him to gush about you and our visit. Knowing Sherlock, he will show up unannounced to surprise us."

"Sounds interesting," Harry replied. He had heard many stories about Sherlock, either from Mycroft or Violet. Violet even brought up her photo collection to show him about Mycroft and Sherlock during childhood.

"Didn't you say that he works as Consulting Detective?" he asked.

"Yes," Mycroft confirmed. "Whatever keeps the gear in his brain working."

Mycroft also told him that Sherlock actually didn't get paid by Scotland Yard. "How does he earn his living then?" Harry questioned. "Through trust fund?"

"Interest income from bank deposits as well as return from investment in capital market," Mycroft replied. "It is more than enough for Sherlock to live comfortably in London."

Harry merely nodded at that.

His meeting with Sherlock came sooner than he expected. When he joined Mycroft for breakfast the next day, Sherlock was already there. The man was seated next to Mycroft.

"Let me introduce my brother, Sherlock Holmes," Mycroft said.

Harry smiled at Sherlock. "Nice to meet you," he said. "I've heard so much stories about you."

"Oh, really." Sherlock drawled. "Interesting."

The two brothers didn't look alike actually. Both of them had dark hair, grey eyes and tall body but the physical resemblance ended there. However when Sherlock spoke, it was with the same arrogance like Mycroft did.

"You never give any indication of your taste, Mycroft." Sherlock said.

"Sherlock," Mycroft said in warning.

"No, it's fine," Harry waved his hand dismissively. He sat in his usual seat. "Go on."

Sherlock narrowed his eyes. He looked at Harry upside down. "You're just like him," he said a moment later. "But, that can't be since Mycroft is already- Ah, you're one of them."

"One of them?" Harry raised his eyebrow at that. He wondered about how Sherlock found out about the wizarding world. Then again, Sherlock was Mycroft's brother. He was as genius as Mycroft. And like Mycroft told him a year ago, wizarding world did have a lot of hoop holes. If one knew where to look then one would find it. Thankfully, Harry had fixed it. And now, with Mycroft on his side, he got another help.

"Don't worry, I'm more interested in science," Sherlock said. "You and Mycroft are weird couple," he declared suddenly.

"Thank you for your vote of confidence, Sherlock," Mycroft said dryly.

"Mummy likes you," Sherlock said again. "So, it is fine by me. Although why you want this annoying jerk is beyond me." He muttered childishly. "No knowledge in the world can explain that."

"Really, Sherlock." Mycroft said, annoyed by his brother's antics.

Harry couldn't help but laughed at Sherlock's comment. "Well, Mycroft might be annoying jerk but he is my annoying jerk."

"Spare me the emotion," Sherlock said in disgust.

"You started it," he replied, grinning. "Besides that, don't you know that 'love is an endless mystery for it has nothing else to explain it'?"

"Oh God," Sherlock muttered. "You have lost your mind."

"Very well played, dear." Mycroft said in amusement. He lifted his glass in salute.

Sherlock scowled at his brother.

Harry merely smiled at both of them.

All was well in Harry's opinion. Mycroft and Sherlock's bickering actually was like another version of Ron and Hermione's bickering, which was a funny fact for Harry. So far, he had met with Mycroft's mother and brother. And they both accepted his relationship with Mycroft. As for Harry's side, Hermione, Ron and Andromeda had made their opinion very clear when they threatened to kill Mycroft. Or, in Andromeda's part, threatened to make Mycroft suffer if he hurt Harry. His family was truly overprotective.

He had Mycroft now. He had Hermione, Ron, Teddy, Andromeda, Luna, Neville and the Weasleys. Harry was content with his life. As for the wedding Violet Holmes insisted, that was a matter for another day.

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