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Embrace of the Moon	By : windy Category: S through Z > Sherlock (BBC) > Sherlock (BBC) Views: 1713 -:- 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.

Embrace of the Moon

Chapter III

John woke up suddenly. He sat up groggily and rubbed a hand over his face. Where was he? He looked around him in confusion until yesterday memory sunk in. Assassin. Sherlock. Elixir. Rome. Mummy. Dear Lord, so everything was real and here he thought that it was only a dream.

He looked around him. The bedroom was huge with set of sofa, table and two armchairs. There were two doors that John supposed led to bathroom and dressing room. John rose to head to bathroom. He opened the door on the left and stared in amazement. Even the bathroom was bigger than 221B. After taking bath, he went to the dressing room and found that the room was full with clothes. Clothes that fit him. There was a note. The clothes in the dressing room are all yours. Pick whatever you like. Shaking his head in wonder, he chose the clothes randomly and then wore t. Alright, what should he so next?

There was a knock on the door and a moment later, Sherlock entered the room.

"Good," Sherlock said once the man saw that he was ready. "Come on," he said. "We're going to have breakfast soon."

Sherlock led him through the house until they arrived at dining room. Teddy was already there, reading newspaper.

"Good morning, John." Teddy said.

"Good morning," he replied, taking seat next to Sherlock.

Sherlock grunted his greeting at Teddy.

Teddy looked at him in amusement.

It was then John noticed that the picture on the paper was moving. "It moves!" he blurted out.

"Yes," Teddy replied. "Magical pictures move." He gestured to the paper where the woman in the picture waved her hand.

"Hermione Weasley Won Minister of Magic Election!' he read the headline. "Minister of Magic?" he asked.

"I told you that we have our own government." Teddy said. "This is second time in row for Aunt Hermione."

"She is your Aunt?" John asked, surprised. The woman in the picture couldn't be older than forty.

"She's Harry's friend from school." Teddy explained. "So, we all call her Aunt Hermione."

Harry looked like seventeen year old and this Hermione Weasley looked like she was forty. How old these people actually?

"Wizards have longer lifespan than Muggle." Teddy said, noticing his confusion.

"Muggle?" John asked.

"People without magic." Teddy explained. "Like you, Sherlock and Mycroft."

"So, we tend to age slower. I'm at the same age as Sherlock actually."

"Really?" John looked at Teddy and then at Sherlock and then at Teddy again. Teddy looked like he was in mid twenty.

"Honestly, John." Sherlock said for the first time. "You look so stupid now."

John glared at his best friend.

Teddy chuckled at them.

"Shut up, Teddy." Sherlock ordered.

Teddy shook his head fondly. "You never change," he told Sherlock.

John, eager to know about Sherlock's childhood, asked. "Did both of grow up together?"

"Yes," Teddy replied. "But I didn't live here. I live in London with my grandmother," he said.

"Your grandmother?"

"My parents have passed away." Teddy explained.

"I'm sorry to hear that," John said.

"Why would you?" Sherlock asked, puzzled.

John gave Sherlock dirty look.

"My father was best friend with Harry's father. When I was born, he made Harry my godfather." Teddy continued.

John nodded at that.

"You want to know how I came to live with Harry." Sherlock stated suddenly.

John flushed red.

"Oh, please." Sherlock snorted. "It's all written in your face."

"Fine," he admitted. "I'm curious, alright. But you don't need to tell me anything if you don't want to. I mean, it's family matter after all."

"It's no big deal." Sherlock said. "The car accident happened in winter. Mummy found us. My parents didn't make it but Mummy managed to save me and Mycroft."

John stared at Sherlock.

"I was three at that time and Mycroft was ten." Sherlock continued. "Since we don't have any relatives left, Mummy took us in."

"But why you call him Mummy?" John blurted out before he could stop himself.

"Go on, tell him Sherlock." Teddy said. He looked very amused.

Sherlock scowled at him.

"Harry is my godfather," Teddy said when he saw no indication of Sherlock talking. "So Sherlock thought he should call Harry something different. He came up with Mummy."

Sherlock picked up his knife and threw it at Teddy.

"Sherlock!" John yelled at his flatmate.

Teddy waved his wand and turned the knife into paper bird. "Your loss, Sherlock." He said, grinning.

Sherlock scowled darkly at Teddy.

John thought that Sherlock and Teddy's interaction looked more brotherly than Sherlock and Mycroft's interaction. Maybe because they were in same age. Besides that, Mycroft was always so serious.

"Good morning," Harry joined them for breakfast. He was dressed in white shirt and gray trousers. Mycroft as usual, stood next to Harry.

"Good morning."

"Good morning, Mummy."

"Morning."

Harry glanced at the newspaper briefly.

"Aunt Hermione wants to see you," Teddy informed his godfather.

"Yes, I've talked with her." Harry replied.

It was then when food appeared on the table. It was traditional English breakfast. Apparently, everyone was waiting for Harry.

"Sherlock," Harry began. "Why don't you take John for sightseeing? There are countless places to visit in Rome."

"It's fine," John hurriedly said. "I can have a walk by myself."

"Nonsense." Harry waved his hand. "Besides that, Sherlock know every corner of this city."

It was finally agreed on that Sherlock would take John around.

"I need to return to London," Teddy told them after breakfast. "See you later." He activated his Portkey and was gone a second later.

"I've prepared the car," Mycroft said.

"Be back for dinner, alright." Harry said. "Nicolas and Perenelle will come to visit us later."

"We have to inform them about the situation with John," Mycroft drawled out.

"They want to meet with you," Harry explained.

John nodded. "Okay," he said. "Are they another member of your family?"

Harry and Mycroft exchanged look.

"We consider them as our family," Harry replied. "We'll talk again later. Now, go and have fun." He ordered.

Author's Note:

Thanks for reading. Hope you like the story.
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