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“You two walked in together.” said Dumbledore. “I’m assuming you were with Parker.” Remus leaned back in his chair and stared at the table. “Like it was said, its nothing of wizarding importance.”
“Does this have anything to do with Azkaban? Did he know about it somehow?” asked Dumbledore.
Parker snorted, “He had no damn idea. He had his own worries to think about Headmaster. It’s all your fault that Azkaban was broken into! You don’t know how to take things into your own hands! The only smart one here is next to me!” said Parker moving his thumb toward Snape. “I’m betting he told you months ago that this was planned! But you all just play a waiting game allow it to happen! Who gives a damn about rules! Sometimes you’ve got to play dirty! Even if it means by resorting to drastic measures! That’s the ONLY way you are going to get anything done!” Parker was steamed at the moment. ‘Oh how he hated the Headmaster.’ The old man had been in power far to long.

There was silence and everyone was gaping at Parker. Hermione asked calmly, “Who is Candy?”

“No one you need to worry about Hermione.” said Parker, staring at her. “He’s completely faithful to you. Candy, was a girl who was in big trouble, and Harry helped her out of that trouble, by knocking a few muggles unconscious. I think Harry ought to tell you the rest. It is not my place.”
“So he’s safe right?” asked Sirius. “Yes… very safe… he’s at home at the moment.”
“I could pay him a visit.” said Dumbledore softly, stroking his beard.
Parker shook his head, “Sorry, that won’t work. He moved.”

Dumbledore looked at Parker in disbelief. “I’ll talk to his landlord, I’m sure he…”
“Do you really think, Harry left traces of himself behind?” asked Parker. “You’re still underestimating him old man!”

People were shocked at Parker’s attitude toward Dumbledore.

“He’s still under age.”
“And its my job.” said Sirius. “Or… it was, had I not signed a set of legal documents.” He pulled out the parchment, and opened it. “You can rip it up shred it all you want but the second I signed it a copy went to Gringotts, and every department in the Ministry, just in case you tried to dodge any of it for some weird reason.”
There were gasps, and Dumbledore took the documents. “Do you realize, this is dangerous?” he said his eyes were blazing with anger.

Sirius looked at Dumbledore, “I trust my godson, and I believe that since he disappeared from you for ten years, that he’s done a pretty damn good job of staying out of the eye.”

“Sirius! You shouldn’t have done that!” Tonks admonished.

“Shut up Tonks! You’re too brainwashed! It took a fifteen year old with balls to stick up to you Headmaster! That HIT me like a ton of bricks.” he stated simply. “Everyone, agrees with everything you say, no questions asked!” he snorted, “I felt ridiculous for it! So many things I was against! I never spoke up! I was being yanked around by a chain. Well, I might be a dog, but I’m not stupid and I’m not going to do it any longer.” said Sirius angrily. “I have respect Headmaster for you. You are a powerful human being. But that’s just it… you are human.”

There was quiet all around, the Order had no idea what to say, and Snape was giving Sirius a look he had never even ‘thought’ of giving the grim like animagus.

“The animagus has a point Albus.” growled Mad Eye, who had been quiet this whole time. His blue eye whizzing all around.

“I believe Potter, has earned the right to have his own say in his life.” Mad Eye pointed out.
“I don’t think that is wise. You all realize what is at stake.” said Dumbledore softly. This was NOT going the way he wanted.

“We do! We know there’s a damn prophecy! And it probably says that Harry and Voldemort will have some sort of stupid face off!” snapped Sirius. “BUT… I’ll be damned if you walk him into a trap. I’ll be damned if you use my godson as a tool for your war. I’m sure my godson will kick ass… but let him do it on his own. That’s the only way this war is going to end! No one is going to push him or pull him or make him do something he don’t want. I found that out with just ten minutes of sitting down and talking to him.” Sirius sat and crossed a leg, and waited for everyone to make their comments.

“No one knows Harry like I do!” said Parker. “Sorry Hermione, not even you.” he stated, seeing her mouth open. “You don’t realize, just how much smarter he is than you all.”
There were some scowls and some glares, but Parker smirked, “He kicked my ass in dueling!” stated Parker simply. “And I’m no damn push over! You seen what he did to Draco Malfoy, when he was pissed off. You might want to watch it, Harry Potter is powerful and he’s mean.” said Parker. “He’ll never go to the dark side…” he added seeing some people’s faces. “I know that for a fact. But, he is not nice. He hates everyone he first meets. No matter who you are.” He smirked, “He’s a snarky little bastard who has a habit of leaving a very bad aftertaste in your mouth. Even if his intentions turn out to be good.”

“There’s nothing you can do Headmaster. Harry’s officially his own keeper, even in the muggle world.” said Sirius, softly.

Dumbledore couldn’t believe how three people an ex-con, an out of tune Slytherin, and a teenage git could push him into a corner he was having trouble getting out. His plan was falling apart, crumbling like a cookie in the hands of a child. He had this planned from the beginning to make Harry into his own, and to guide him and to keep him safe until further notice, no matter what the cost, but he was finding himself being thrown against the wall by people he least suspected, would do such a thing. Even the werewolf, had a small role in this and what that role was he hadn’t figured out and even Hermione was being swayed by her teenage hormones and emotions. This was turning into a circus, one he was going to have to put down quickly, but how? Documents signed the only authority he had was when Harry was at school, but he was betting the teen had read every law and every by law from the time Hogwarts was built to now. He hadn’t felt this old in months. He had to grasp a hold of this somehow. It was all for the greater good, no matter the cost.

“You give me no choice Sirius but to exclude you from now on in anything that has to do with the Order.” said Dumbledore quietly. “You too Remus.”

Remus wasn’t as torn as one might think. As much as he appreciated everything Dumbledore did when he was a child, Remus was now a grown man faced with decisions. Harry meant more to him than an order. He was all he had left of Lily and James, two of the greatest people in the world.
Parker smirked, “Can’t say a damn thing to me! I’m not in this wretched Order, and I wouldn’t be if you gave it to me!” the Slytherin sneered, “I’m making my exit. If you want answers, get them yourself!” Parker barked before disapparating on the spot.

Sirius smiled, “Well, Headmaster looks like Remus and I will be making our exit so you can talk to the rest of the Order members.”
“Sirius you have the chance…” “I will not defy my godson. I’ll listen to him before you.” Sirius glared at him, “You owe me old man! You sent me to prison… you are lucky, I’m even ‘allowing’ you to use this house.” Sirius stalked past as Remus stood, “G’evening.” He touched Hermione’s shoulders, “Don’t worry, he’ll tell you. Remember Hermione it takes a lot to get the boys trust. When he does tell you, I hope you look at just how mature he is.” Remus said softly, making Hermione look at him, “Is it something serious?” she asked.
Remus looked at her, “Very serious Hermione, and he may need support.” the werewolf made his exit.

Mrs. Weasley shooed all the kids away, leaving a confused Hermione, a curious Ron, and a questioning Ginny.

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Two days… and it felt like a month. Harry was learning fast. Changing a diaper proved to be nearly hopeless. He was almost resorted to banging his head on the wall, when ever it came lose. He wanted to use magic, but Poppy had warned him not to use spells near a baby.

Eve cried a lot too, and Harry had to figure out what she wanted! If it wasn’t food, it was needing to be changed or rocked, or given attention. Harry didn’t mind the latter, he loved talking to her and whispering to her and rocking her.

“Goodness girl! What now?” Grumbled Harry sliding up as he heard her whimpering and crying by his bed. Her vocals were still strained however, due to her age.

She was in the pink lace basinet, and Harry staggered over and peered in realizing by her movements that she needed a bottle. Yeah.. It was two minutes before his timer went off.
Rubbing his eyes, he gently lifted Eve, kissed her cheek sleepily, and headed off into the kitchen for one of the many bottles he had learned to prepare.

It took five ruined cans of formula for Harry to finally figure it all out. He either made it to chalky, to thin, burnt the milk to where it smelled, or he’d drop the can half asleep or just get angry and throw it against the wall out of frustration.

Harry rocked his daughter, and fed her while speaking very gently into her ear. “You’re a slave driver.” he whispered. She just gurgled and stared at him as he rocked her.

“Did you know that? You’ll put the gray on me at twenty.” he murmured, as she gurgled, and whimpered.

She gave Harry what looked like a crooked weak smile, Harry couldn’t help but grin, “That’s your first smile! Too bad it couldn’t have been when I was more awake.” He pointed out, making her gurgle, and kick her feet at his arm slightly.

“Like abusing me eh?” he asked softly, as she twitched, and sucked against the bottle.

Harry heard the deep breathing noises she was making and her fist was up in the air. “Watch it with that fist… could be fatal.” he whispered.

He kissed it making her wiggle it slightly while staring at him. It was weird how your own kid could make you do weird things. Heck, he was a kid himself, in the years but in the experience of life he was as much of an adult as anyone else over eighteen.

He thought about Candy a lot though, about how she died because of him, but he pushed it out of his mind. He didn’t have much time to grieve when he had his daughter to take care of. At the moment, that’s all that matter was that his daughter was alive and well. It was so hard to be upset whenever he looked at Eve’s soft face, and her beautiful emerald green eyes. He felt that he should be upset, and that he should feel bad but… the feeling was numb and every time he looked at Eve, he couldn’t help but give a big smile, a very rare one that he didn’t give to many. Not even Hermione he gave that smile too. Hermione… he thought to himself as he rocked Eve and watched her nod off to sleep in the middle of feeding. It took almost an hour just for one feeding. What was he going to say and do about her? Hermione will be asking every question in the book and he’s going to have to avoid as many as he could. He didn’t want to give anything away. He didn’t need his daughter taken away from him. School was out of the question, he couldn’t do both and he wasn’t going to allow someone else to take care of his baby. He couldn’t do that… he refused.

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The funeral was scheduled for the 31st of December. Harry was up, and going through his clothes with disdain. He hated suits… he thought to himself, as he finished dressing Eve in a black velvet little dress, and a white bow on the front and she was wearing on top of her head a little black bonnet with the same bow. He hated the bonnet but she needed to keep her soft spot covered up. He thought the bonnet over did it a bit.
When Eve fell asleep in her carseat, Harry proceeded to getting dressed. In the end he settled on a black button up dress shirt and black slacks. He charmed his belt to hide the phials from view. He pulled his wavy hair back in a black holder that he snagged from Hermione. He would have wore a suit had he not looked weird in one. His hair and earrings just did not go with the suit thing, and ties just looked absolutely ridiculous on him. He had to wear one at school… that was enough.

“We better get going.” Harry said to Eve, as he draped a purple baby blanket over her head, and headed out the backway to the SUV. Once he got his daughter in the car that was all ready warmed up he took the blanket from her head.

Harry kept the music on low Metallica, his nerves were hitting him and he was nicking. That’s what resorted to the silver gum wrappers on the dash.

The funeral home didn’t have all that many people. Just Candy’s closest friends and family. Harry parked, and sat there for a moment feeling the heat. His heart thumped, and he felt exhausted all ready.

He got out, and unstrapped Eve from the back. She was fussing, for a bottle, so Harry propped it up, not trusting magic at the moment, and slid the blanket over her head for safety.

Harry seen Bob and Carol in their funeral attire. Carol’s eyes were red while Bob looked as if he had seen better days.

They were apparently shocked to see Harry there. Bob gave him a distasteful look while Carol sniffed, “Can I see my granddaughter?” she asked.

“Inside.” said Harry. “It’s freezing out here.” he siad simply, as he entered the funeral home. It smelled like antiseptic, almost like a hospital. The soft music in the background, and the podum where everyone was to sign their name was there. Harry scribbled his and Eve’s name down before lifting Eve, and propping the carseat onto his knee and pulling the blanket back to see Eve sucking on her propped up bottle.
“She’s beautiful.” said Carol. “Its Eve is it?” asked Bob.

“Yes, Eve. Eve Evans.” Harry told them.

Harry gave them a set of first pictures that the hospital had given him. They thanked him as the funeral director came over, he was a short bald man, he nodded to Harry and shook his hand before proceeding to get more chairs for the people who continued to come in.

Carol lifted Eve and held her, “Oh she’s so small.”

“She’s early by five weeks.” He told her.

“I thought it was February?”

“Actually the 30th of January would have been the precise date.” Harry said remembering what Poppy told him.

“Oh… we’ve got to show mum!” said Carol, with sniffs, and a weak smile.

Bob held her for a moment, until she started crying. Carol was able to handle her better. Harry followed them, not allowing her out of his sight. Carol showed her to several elderly people, that happened to be Eve’s great grandmother, grandfather, and two aunts and one uncle.

Harry didn’t like so many people handling her, he didn’t want her to get sick, and it was apparent Eve wasn’t digging the ‘pass baby around to idiot strangers’ game, cause she started crying when Carol took her. She wouldn’t stop till she was safely in the arms she recognized, which happened to be Harry’s.

“She… she’s gotten q.. quite attached to you.” said Carol with a sniff.

“I would hope so.” remarked Harry as he held her on his shoulder and patted her back softly, as she gurgled, and put her balled fist in her mouth.

Several people Harry did not know came up to him. When some of Candy’s ‘druggy’ friends asked to hold Eve. Harry’s simple answer was, ‘no’. He didn’t give reason he just turned away leaving them to stare shocked if not half high.

Harry sat in the back as the priest made his statements. He listened as he held Eve. (I do NOT know anything about Catholics or what they do at funerals. This is pathetic, my dad is in this funeral/buriel profession yet, I’m freakin’ clueless about funerals. Been to one recently but I paid no mind to the preacher…)

“Candace Marie Samson, was a beautiful woman, who had many extraordinary talents. She was a graduate at Stonewall High School… and left behind a baby daughter, by the name of Eve Evans…” he went on, and Harry was sure that some of the stuff said was a lie, and it was made up by Carol and Bob to make Candy look good.
Harry felt eyes on him and stared around him when he locked eyes with his aunt, who was sitting in the back row in black and with his massive cousin. However Uncle Vernon wasn’t with them.
Harry scowled at her silently and held his daughter more snugly. She had a look of shock in her blue eyes.

Harry wanted to leave before it ended. He gently placed Eve back into her carseat and stood to exit when the Priest called upon him.

“Mr. Evans would you so kind to come up and show everyone Candace’s beautiful creation?”

Harry nearly cursed at the priest. He was nearly out the door too! He thought as he turned, “Erm… I guess so.” He stated evenly, as he pulled the blanket back and walked up the aisle.
Harry lifted Eve, who was gurgling and fussing. There were a few soft smiles, as Harry held her, in his arms. The priest took her and held her with a smile, “She left behind one of gods beautiful creations! Eve Madison Evans… born December 25th, on a beautiful day! The Lord has plans for this young child.”
‘Yeah and those plans are to give me my baby back before I wack someone in the head.’ thought Harry, protectively.

The priest continued his talk as Eve got startled by the tones of the priest. She started whimpering, and then started fussing, as the priest continued to talk and rant and go on till she was crying.
Harry went for the baby but the priest moved, apparently not paying much attention as he addressed the congregation. “Hey git! Give me my daughter.” Harry snapped, angrily.

He hated to get angry with the priest, but this was ridiculous. He didn’t see an old woman in the crowd her hands over her mouth, in shock. She was gripping her walker, that had a cat toy hanging from it.

Harry took his daughter before the priest could say anymore. He calmed her down as several people looked in shock, at Harry.

“I think young man we ought to pray and bless this child since she was born out of wedlock.”
Harry scowled, “You will do no such thing.” Harry protested.

“Believe me son, she will need it.”
“Believe me when I say ‘no’.” Harry warned, as he picked up the carseat.
He glanced over at Candy in the casket, “I’m sorry Candy.” He said softly, touching her cold hand. “G’bye.” he said, before taking the carseat and storming out of the church with disgust.

His jacket over his daughter as he headed to the car, the snow was falling heavily now.

He gently laid her in the carseat as she looked at him. “I’m so sorry what that stupid priest said!” He said softly, and kissed her cheek.

“Harry!” said the voice from behind making Harry turn to see Carol approaching.
“Will you let your daughter be christened?” she asked. “I think it would be a great thing?”

Harry just stared at her, “I’m not Catholic, and I don’t know what Eve is until she’s older and can make that decision for herself. Now, if you’ll excuse me its getting rather cold, and bad. I am sorry for your loss and Eve’s loss about Candy, I give you my condolences, but please, do not try and push a religion on me or my daughter. You can see her when you wish just write, but remember what I said… Privet Drive will NOT be a resting place for my daughter.” he closed the door and slid in leaving Carol to sniff.

“Wait!” said Carol, Harry looked at the thin woman who touched the window.

“Won’t you give us custody Harry? Please? You can see her when ever you want… we’ll move… if that’s what it takes. Please, you’re young you need to finish school and get better educated.” said Carol, hoping to find a reasoning behind Harry.

Harry looked at her, “I can’t do that Carol.” he said simply. “I went all my life without a mother or father… I can’t do that to my daughter. She’s my everything and you need to realize that. I warn you if you go to the courts, I will have to resort to drastic measures to keep you from taking Eve. I’ll do it… don’t give me a reason.” Harry drove off out of the lot leaving Carol to breath in deeply remembering Harry’s promise and threat.




I’m quite ahead of myself here. I like this. Hopefully, I can have this finished soon. There’s a lot of story and detail and stuff. I never realized just how many ‘different’ characters JK Rowling had, and those characters I have to include, not counting my characters. I have been doing some estimating I think 32-35 chapters will be the limit. Does the long chapters suffice or would you rather me cut them short? It’s kind of hard but I’m sure I could try if it makes you happy.
Harry didn't give it a thought, that D.E. would be at the funeral because Azkaban was just broken into. Azkaban breakout is as old as little Eve. It would take planning and time... especially when two of his big guys didn't show back up. And yes, Mrs. Figg was the cat toyed old lady. Heh, she lives on Carol and Bob's block, she had to go!


Chapter Twenty-Four: Shari met Hermione

The first came, and Harry hadn’t left his apartment, hadn’t wrote anyone or made any contact with the outside world except Candy’s funeral and a stop at the cemetery after everyone left. The third was the day Harry was to go back to school, but the teen decided against going.

If he wasn’t giving his attention to Eve, he was writing Parker, Remus, and Sirius. He had a letter to Hermione but it was half finished. He’d sit on the couch playing one of his many rock CD’s while composing letters. He even wrote one to Poppy Pomfery. She had told him she wanted updates on Eve, and how she was doing and how much she was weighing in at. Well, she was still smaller than a sack of potatoes, but she was healthy; eating just fine and seemed pretty happy.

Eve was fast asleep at the moment on the couch, Harry was next to her. He also wrote Albus Dumbledore, stating he couldn’t come back to school very important tasks have come up and asked him ‘not’ to bother. Harry was sure the old man would over look this and start a nationwide man-hunt for him. He was sure of it…

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Parker had no idea why he was here again. It was New Years Day and he’d rather spend it with his family instead of listening to whatever drabble the old man had to say.

Remus showed up too and Sirius was in the kitchen with everyone, he was finishing a letter to Harry, and about to send it off, when Hermione came through. “Sirius are you going to see Harry any time soon?” asked Hermione.

“I will.” said Parker. Hermione turned, “Would you give him this?”

Parker smiled, and took the letter, “Sure will Hermione.” He said, staring around, “Now why the hell am I here when I could be back with my niece and brother?” he asked, sitting down with a scowl.

“Dumbledore said it was urgent.” said Mrs. Weasley simply. She didn’t take to well of Parker’s attitude.

Remus sat down and looked at Parker, “I wonder if it has anything to do with Harry’s dropping out.” whispered Remus.

Parker shrugged, “Probably, he’s probably going to ask me to go over there and talk some sense in him.”

The three were in a conversation that was built for them three leaving most Orders to speculate about them. They wondered since when did Remus have such a relationship with Parker, and when did Sirius get along with Slytherins.

Ron was playing chess with Hermione, who wasn’t paying attention. She was staring at her teddy bear that had a rose wrapped around its neck. Ron kept saying things about Harry that was making Hermione angry. “Ron, I’m going to give you two seconds to shut up or I’m hexing you into oblivion.” Hermoine warned silkily.

Ron didn’t look startled, “You can’t! The ministry…” but that was as far as he got for Hermione shot a disarming spell right at Ron, he gasped, and tipped over and crashed to the floor as Hermione smirked, and people gasped at her, “Hermione! You’ll get a letter young lady!” said Mrs. Weasley admonishingly, not much worrying about her son who was picking himself off the floor.

“No I won’t.” said Hermione. “Ministry has no idea I did that.” she said simply. “Ron.. Open your fat mouth again, and see what else I pull.”

Ron’s mouth just opened in horror, “Y.. you did illegal magic! Outside of school!” He shrieked.

Hermione smirked, “Yeah so?”

“How?” asked Ginny.

“That’s for me to know and you NOT to find out.” said Hermione.

Parker smirked, “Was it painful?” he asked.

Hermione looked at him, “You have no idea.” she commented sourly.

The room was looking at her in absolute shock, but she called out a move to the chess board and knocked one of Ron’s knights off the board. “Check.” she smiled, as Ron just stared at her open mouthed.

The old man made his entrance with Snape, who passed them and sat on the other side of Sirius. The two didn’t look at each other, but Snape didn’t sneer either.

“Parker, I have asked you here to ask if you know anything about Harry’s resignation letter to Hogwarts.” He held it out and Hermione gasped, as well as others.

Parker took the letter and opened it, and smirked at some of the remarks in it.

“Yeah I knew about it. Harry has more important things to worry about.”

“Like a one Eve Madison Evans.” said Dumbledore causing Parker to drop his guard and Sirius’ whisky to slip and crash to the floor.

“You son of a bitch!” Growled Parker, standing abruptly, “YOU do ANYTHING to torment him or get her taken away and I will come back at you!” snarled Harry’s mentor angrily.

There were gasps and questions. “Whose Eve Evans?” asked Hermione.

Dumbledore looked at Parker cooly, “So you know.” he said simply.

“Yes I know!” Growled Parker. “So did I!” said Sirius. “I did too.” said Remus standing. “You’ll have to go through us if you want to get to Harry and Eve.” Remus said simply.

Dumbledore glanced at the three men who were standing and staring sharply at him. The old man had to think quickly.

"Why didn't he simply come to me?" he asked, softly. "I would have done what I Could to make sure Miss Samson had the best of care."

"Do you realize old man how little he trusts you?" growled Parker. "You do know you are the same person who left a 'baby' on Privet Drive to fend for himself!" snarled the man who was using all his restraints to keep from attacking the old man full on.

“Why is it so important to you?” Growled Parker. “Its Harry’s business! Harry Potter not Albus Dumbledore’s. Eve Evans has nothing to do with you or anyone else but Harry and Harry’s alone.”

“How did Candace Samson die?” asked Dumbledore calmly.

Parker, Remus, and Sirius exchanged looks with one another, before sitting down. Parker was on edge about ready to hex anyone who said the wrong thing. Hermione had the most confused face in the world.

“She died on Christmas day… when Harry was at Hermione’s.” said Remus.

Parker glared at him but Remus sighed, “We might as well tell him for Harry so he doesn’t have to repeat it.”

Parker shrugged, “Its your head Remus.” He leaned back hand over mouth and listened.

“Shouldn’t you start at the beginning?” asked Sirius.

Remus nodded, “Yeah… but whatever is said it does NOT leave this room!” He looked at Ron, Ginny, and Hermione.

Hermione was scratching her head in curiosity.

Remus looked at Parker, “I don’t know everything like you do Parker.”

Parker sat there, “Harry met Candy at Wal-Mart the department store she was working for. No one knew his age, no one ever knows his age. Someone knocked into Candy’s ladder and she fell off but he grabbed her before she could hit the floor… the two talked and the two dated a couple times but that was it.” said Parker. “At the beginning of May, Candy gets into some serious trouble. She’s picked up for drug trafficking and assaults and officer. She called Harry for help… you may not believe this, but Harry has more of a heart than you all think he does. He helped her out wiped a few minds, and got her off on a misdemeanor. They didn’t really have much of a relationship, the two just slept together a few times…”

Hermione winced, as Ron’s eyes widen. “I’ve always known his experience was greater than most.” she said softly, trying not to feel uncomfortable.

“In July Candy shows up.” said Remus taking over. He could see Parker did not want to talk about this, he didn’t want to give Harry away.

“She’s upset, she’s crying and has no idea what to do. She’s pregnant.” Remus said. “The baby is Harrys.”

“Oh my gosh!” Hermione gasped, and bowed her head. “He never told me!” she shrieked in horror.

“He didn’t tell anyone Hermione.” said Parker. “It would be deadly. He doesn’t trust anyone, let alone a girl he’s only been seeing a month. But that’s just half of it. Listen before you start judging and forming things in your minds.” Parker said angrily.

Remus sighed, “Harry of course is absolutely stunned not even sure if the baby’s his until the blood test results. When he finds out, although he is fifteen he takes matters into his own hands. Candy didn’t want the baby. She wanted to give it up one way or another, but Harry was adamant on keeping the baby and raising it. He blocked any possible way for Candy to handle the situation on her own. It was later agreed that Harry would take full custody of the baby.” Remus thought about how to continue.

“On Christmas Night, while Vander was on watch of Harry’s flat, he spots two cloaked men bombarding the door of Harry’s flat. Candy is in there… Vander can’t enter because the clicker wasn’t on.” said Remus.

“You mean he ‘was’ a vampire?” asked Dumbledore slowly. Hermione gulped, having been caught in a lie.

Parker glared at Dumbledore, “Listen old man before continuing! Harry has the support of ‘every’ vampire. ALL the vampires are on his side.”

“How?” asked Dumbledore. “A debt. Harry saved nearly all of their lives not to mention the life of Vander’s daughter.” stated Parker firmly.

Dumbledore was floored…

Remus scowled, “Will you let me finish?” he growled, “It’s hard enough to tell it! Its’ terrible what happened. Vander warned Harry, he left to his apartment only to find that Candy was being tortured by the two Deatheaters.”

There were gasps, “Oh my gosh!” said Hermione her hand over her mouth. She was rocking on the chair. Ginny was rubbing her back and looking stunned too and Ron just looked pale.

“After Harry defeated both of the Deatheaters, he…” He faltered and looked at Parker who shrugged, “She can’t get in trouble. Its confidentiality of the patients.”

Remus nodded, “Harry went to Hogwarts and got Madam Pomfery.” he said, and Dumbledore looked visibly shocked.

“Candy went into labor, she was in pain and in labor. Poppy performed a c-section on Candy to get the baby out as fast as she could… the baby was healthy for a premie… a little girl… but Candy… between the stress of labor and the tortures she received she died, unable to handle it. Harry stayed in the muggle hospital for a complete day no sleep and determined to stay not letting Eve out of his sight. You’ll find that Harry is ‘very’ protective and he will kill if anyone gets in the way of him and his daughter.” said Remus at a finish.

The werewolf leaned back and took a drink of his tea. He needed something stronger at the moment.

“I wish I would have known this…”

“It’s none of your business, and if you try and get Eve taken away, Harry will destroy you and everything else around you. It’s a clear warning.” said Parker simply. “You don’t realize what that teen has on his side.”

“Werewolves.” stated Remus. “Vampires.” said Parker. “Goblins.” Sirius remarked. “Elves.” Parker smirked. “You don’t want to do anything that dangerous.”

“How do they all owe their lives to him?” asked Mad Eye in absolute shock. It was hard to stun the old ex-auror.

Remus smirked, “He helped the werewolves, he saved the vampires, he communicates great with the Goblins, and the elves simply adore him.”

“How long have you known Harry, Remus?” asked Dumbledore slowly.

Remus leaned up, “Since he was seven-years-old.” Remus admitted.

There were gasps, and questions as of why Remus hadn’t said anything.

“That’s simple. Harry did not wish to be found or seen or heard by the wizarding world. He was there all the time just out of sight.” Remus said simply. “Lily, Sirius and James was all I had, and then you took Sirius away… Harry was all I had, and I would rather defy you than lose the last link to Lily and James.” said Remus. “There is nothing you can say or do that will make me think differently. Lock me up, persecute me just like the Ministry… but I won’t cave.” a glint of fire went off in Remus’ eye, and Dumbledore had never experienced such surprise and deep loyalty.

“He needs to continue his education.” said Dumbledore.

“Tell me, Headmaster, how is he going to do that with his daughter? Don’t even suggest that someone else take care of it. He may very well slice someone’s head of if you do.” said Parker.

Hermione was so confused and so floored by all this. Remus sensed Hermione’s paleness.

“Hermione, Harry did not wish for you to find out this way. He wanted to tell you in private on his own.” Remus said softly.

“But, morons don’t like to see Harry happy or making logical decisions! They think its beneath them if he did.” Parker scowled.

Dumbledore calmly put his fingers together and steepled them, and leaned back in his seat peering over his half mooned spectacles. “I have no intentions on taking Harry’s daughter away.” he said for starters.

“I want to give them protection.” said Dumbledore simply. “They would be better protected at Hogwarts than they would out there on their own. I’m not doubting Harry’s abilities, but the fact is he is only one person.” said Dumbledore.

“I can’t give you his address.” said Remus.

“Neither can I.” said Parker. “We could but it wouldn’t matter. Harry has the secret not us.” said Remus.

A flicker of surprise hit Dumbledore as well as everyone else. “The Fidelius?” asked Dumbledore.

“What other charm hides you from plain view?”

“Did he cast it?” asked Dumbledore.

Parker glanced at Remus who smiled, “No, I did!" Remus said whole room was watching Remus and Parker like hawks. Sirius just smiled. Hermione couldn't stop shaking her head.

“Can either of you contact him and tell him I would like to talk to him? He all ready knows where Grimmauld Place is.” said Dumbledore calmly.

“If this is some sort of trap, I will personally see to it that you are destroyed.” said Parker simply.

“No, no trap Parker. I give you a wizards oath.” said Dumbledore.

Parker just stared at Dumbledore, there must be something more in the old mans mind to be so… cooperative, and what that is Parker hadn’t figured it out but Harry wasn’t going to like this one bit, nope, Harry was going to be pissed…

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Parker came back that evening feeling like a damn messenger boy. He hated this, sending messages back and forth like Hermes.

“You know, I’m no fuckin’ owl!” he muttered entering the kitchen with a grunt.

Dumbledore was sitting there talking to the group of witches and wizards. Hermione was going through a book, but he could tell in her eyes that she was confused, and worried.

Dumbledore glanced up, “What does Harry have to say?”

Parker sighed, “He wants to speak with Hermione.”

Hermione glanced up, “Me?” she said quickly standing.

Parker nodded, “Yeah… by herself. If anyone follows other than Remus, Sirius, or myself, he will personally hex them till they can’t breath.”

There were gasps, when Parker shrugged, “That’s the message, that Harry gave. I’m fuckin’ sick of this! My name is NOT Hermes, I haven’t got wings, and I’m sick of this!”

Hermione blinked at her Defense Professor before asking, “Wh… when?”

Parker motioned for the Gryffindor witch over. He took her hand and clasped a piece of paper in it, while saying, “The Café on the corner of Birkhart Avenue.” he said crunching it in her hand.

Hermione got the message and nodded, “All right… thanks Professor.” she said, walking back over.

“Parker, are you sure he doesn’t need protection?” asked Dumbledore.

“If you want less members in your Order, then go ahead. Harry sees through invisibility cloaks… can detect others no matter what… bring a whipping boy… or girl.” he looked at Tonks, “And they’ll be digging themselves out of a grave. Now, I’m leaving. You all have interrupted my Christmas Holiday.” he disapparated after that.

Hermione was on the edge, “I’m going to get dressed and go.” said Hermione standing.

There were protests, but Dumbledore interrupted, “Hermione is right.” he said. “Go ahead Hermione, and do be careful.”

“I will Headmaster.” Hermione passed and walked out.

“Whose going to go with?” Tonks asked.

“No one!” said Remus simply. They all looked at him, “HE has to be watched over!” Mad Eye Growled.

Remus and Sirius looked at each other, and stood and walked to the door and crossed their arms, “Go through us.” said Sirius with a grin on his face.

“We can disapparate.” said Tonks smugly.

“Do you want to splinch?” challenged Sirius.

Mouths gaped open, “Sirius! Move from there this instant!” snapped Mrs. Weasley.

“Make me.” Sirius arched an eyebrow upwards to see Mrs. Weasley gasp and Mr. Weasley to sigh defeated, “He’s right, we need to let Harry do this on his own terms. I don’t know Harry, but I know not to underestimate him and I take Parker Zabini’s word to heart. We need to leave him alone.

“Its dangerous!” said Ron. “He’s going to get Hermione killed.”

“No he won’t. Hermione’s all ready in danger whether she is with him or not.” Remus said calmly.

Ron gave them a preposterous look but Sirius stated cooly, “Voldemort goes after muggleborns! She is as much a witch as Ginny, but they don’t see it like that. She is a target Ron, and she’ll be a target along with every other muggleborn witch or wizard.”

Ron closed his mouth and huffed, and sat down and crossed his arms, “I hate Harry.”

“You’re jealous!” teased Ginny. Ron growled, “I am not you…” Mrs. Weasley wacked him on the head, “Finish that statement, I dare you young man.” she seemed adamant to take her anger out on someone.

Ron just scowled, and felt the blush creep up on his face.

Remus and Sirius did not move from their spots and told them port-keys were useless unless made by the owner of the house.

“Which happens to be yours truly!” said Sirius with a wide smile.

Tonks couldn’t believe her cousin, and just gave him a weird look, “Why are you following a fifteen-year-old?”

“Did you forget this fifteen-year-old is my godson? I’m not losing him again. I’ll be damned of that.”

Remus smirked, “You don’t know Harry like we do.” he then said.

“Since when are you so out spoken Remus?” asked Kingsley with curiosity.

“Since I learned to place my balls back where they belong.” said Remus simply.

“Language!” said Mrs. Weasley.

“They’ve heard worse.” Sirius commented.

Hermione squeezed through and squeaked seeing Sirius and Remus by the door. She was dressed prettily wearing black pants and a white low cut sweater that stopped just at the top of her pants. The outfit showed off her figure a lot better than robes or some of the usual stuff she wore, her hair was fixed, in a half there was a white barrette, and the bushiness was gone as it was replaced with soft wet curls.

“I just… wanted to say, I’m leaving.” said Hermione softly.

“Go on Hermione. We’re guarding the door.” Sirius told her.

Hermione bit a smile, “Right… I’m taking a taxi. Bye!” she said awkwardly before walking out leaving Ron to stare at the swinging door with his eye narrowing.

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Harry was pissed, worried, and a bit concerned. He hoped Hermione found his place all right, but that was the least of his worries. What he was worried about, was she’d go right back to Dumbledore. He wasn’t even going to tell himself he was worried she’d react badly.

The flat was clean, as clean as he could get it. It was identical to his old apartment except he upgraded in the stereo department, and put the other stereo in his room. Eve was fast asleep on the couch, with a soft plushy stuffed animal. Harry remembered it was piglet from Winnie the Pooh. He just picked it up because it was pink.

He had also added a few more pictures of ravens, auguries, phoenixes, and even added dragons to the mix. He was at the moment sitting on the couch his hand touching Eve, as he thought things over. He had no idea when Hermione’ll arrive.

He was wearing black baggy jeans, his belt and a black cotton t shirt. His hair was down, and he was looking at Eve with envy. “Like to do what you’re doing.” He said, softly. Sleep sounded quite good to him. Goodness knows he needed it. He adjusted her, to make her more comfortable as she whimpered and stirred. “It’s just me!” Harry said leaning over and kissing her cheek, as she opened her eyes, and stared at him with a yawn. “Sorry if I woke you.” he softly touched her cheek before lifting her in his arms, and laid down on the couch himself, as he laid Eve in his arms. She just yawned and stared at him with a small grin on her face.

He wiped the slobber from her mouth, and talked to her softly, as if she could understand every word he said. Even though it was not possible.

There was a tap at his door making his eyes turn to the door quickly. “Wonder if that’s her.” He said, to Eve as he stood, and walked over. He peered out the window to see Hermione standing there timidly. She was looking around shivering.

He unlatched the door and opened it, “C’mon!” He said, ushering Hermione into the door before she could get a word out.

“H…” her eyes widen seeing the baby in his arms. “Whoa.” was what she said, as she stepped in and glanced around, and then at the baby in Harry’s arms. This was all too much.

“Did anyone follow you?” he asked, locking it and adding spells to it.

“No, Sirius and Professor Lupin were guarding the door.” said Hermione.

Harry smirked, “Really? That’s too interesting.” he said, as she took off her coat.

His eyebrows arched upwards, “You look pretty.”

She looked at him and smiled weakly, “I just… found out about everything.”

“Yeah, I know. Parker told me.” he sighed, “I wish you didn’t have to find out like that. Some people have no damn tact.”

“But I found out… and I couldn’t believe it Harry!” said Hermione. “Uh… can I hold her?” she asked, softly.

Harry smiled, and nodded. Hermione gasped, “Wow.” she said, taking the baby. She whimpered, and looked at Hermione.

“She’s beautiful! So cute.” said Hermione, holding the baby in her arms delicately.

“Yes, she is. I’m sorry, Hermione.” He said, honestly. “I couldn’t tell you, I couldn’t tell anyone. I trust you more than most people but still… you’re smart, you know what’s at stake. I’m sorry for running out on you on Christmas…”

She sat down on the black armchair. “You have a nice apartment. I like your decorations even if it is… guyish.” she said, as he chuckled, and said on the arm of the chair Hermione was in.

“She’s so beautiful, and warm.” said Hermione gently hugging the baby.

“Professor Lupin told us what happened, just in case you decided to take heads off.” she said quietly.

Harry sighed, “I wish I could have told you before those others.” He muttered. “I don’t even know the others.” He pointed out. “I don’t ‘want’ to know them.” he then said scathingly.

Hermione held Eve, and rubbed her back softly, “I don’t… know… what to think. I mean, I’m still trying to let it sink in.”

Harry sighed, and looked at Hermione, “It’s your call. If you think this poses a serious problem with us, then just say it.”

Hermione looked up at Harry whose face was blank. Eve started whimpering and fussing when Harry checked his watch. “Time for her bottle.” He stood, and went off into the kitchen.

He came out to see Hermione talking to Eve who was making soft grunting noises that babies always made, she was staring at Hermione.

“She’s so cute and small.”

“She’s a premie.” Harry said, sub-consciously checking the bottle for the heat.

“Can I feed her?” asked Hermione. “Yeah…” he handed Hermione the bottle on the armchair, and watched as Hermione fed his daughter.

“Do you have the baby room set up?” she asked.

Harry smiled, “A little. I’ve got the crib and such.”

“You don’t have it decorated?” she asked.

He shook his head, “Nope, not yet.”

“Need help?” she then asked. Harry smiled, “If you want.”

She smiled, “I don’t mind. It would be fun.”

Harry just smirked, at her and leaned back, as he watched Eve go in and out of sleep.

“Has she kept you awake?” asked Hermione, trying to think of something like to say.

“You have no idea.” commented Harry.

Hermione laughed genially, then looked at him, “Is that where you went in November, when you left school all day?”

Harry nodded, “Yeah, we were going to find out whether the baby was a boy or a girl, but she got stubborn.”

Hermione snickered hearing that. “Also Candy got to impatient.”

Hermione frowned, “What kind of person was she?” she asked, softly, as she patted Eve’s diaper affectionately while feeding her the bottle.

Harry had his arm on the back of the chair, and sighed, “Well, she wasn’t all that nice. She didn’t want the baby. She had her good moments though.” said Harry. “She had enough heart to have the baby so she could give to me.”

“Professor Zabini told us that she was… a lot of trouble.”

“She was…” he told her. “I wasn’t even sure if Eve was mine until we got the blood tests.”

“It’s uncanny now.” said Hermione looking at Eve.

“Her eyes, no one has those eyes Harry.” she stated as a matter of factly.

A flickered smile slid on his face, and touched Hermione's back, with his hand, "I understand if you can't handle this." He told her.

Harry took sleeping Eve and laid her on the couch, soft blanket and a cushion on one side of her, as she breathed evenly. HE kissed her head nad turned around.

She looked up hesitating. "Oh Harry, I don't know." she said softly. "I..." she trailed off. "She's so beautiful, but... I don't know. I'm just... I..." she was confused.

Harry looked at her, and lifted her chin to see tears trailing down her cheeks. "Don't cry." He said, instantly wiping them away.

She moved up and kissed him on the mouth, he moved and sat down on the coffee table, as she moved up closer. The kiss was soft and sweet. Hermione moved and was soon sliding into his lap, which stunned Harry, as his arms went around her kissing her. His tongue carressed her bottom lip as she quivered in his arms.

Hermione pulled back and looked at him sheepishly, "I... I don't think we can be together as a couple." she whispered. "I mean, I need someone whose more on my experience level." she said softly.

Harry could understand this, he was more experienced than a lot of seventh years. "I understand." He said, with a sideways smile.

She sniffed, "I mean, I like you and all, but I just don't think I can handle knowing you've been with so many girls... please... I'm sorry." she said, softly as she pressed her head against his chest and took in his scent.

Harry's arms locked around Hermione, "Its all right. We don't have to stop talking."

She smiled, "I know..." her hands touched his cheek. "I loved the gifts, if you want..."

"Nope, don't even go there." Harry said simply.

She just snickered, and bowed her head, and glanced back up tears sliding down her cheeks. "Ok enough of this." Harry wiped her tears hiding his wince.

"Dumbledore... uh... said, that he wouldn't do anything to get your daughter taken." she said softly.

She felt him tense, and winced inwardly.

"Hmm... I don't trust him."

"You can Harry!" said Hermione. "He means well. He wants to see you. Parker seems very upset however."

"Course he was, he trusts Dumbledore even less than I do."

"I don't see why." Hermione said softly.

Harry didn't want to get irritated with his ex-girlfriend now on his lap. "No you wouldn't Hermione. Please, lets get off this subject." he stated, as she bit her lower lip and nodded, before she slid off him, and back onto the armchair.

It was quiet, an uncomfortable silence lay in the apartment. Hermione couldn't seem to look at him, Harry wasn't use to these odd break ups and such. He expected it so he couldn't feel particularly sad, besides he didn't cry over Candy what made someone think he'd cry over Hermione? It wasn't that he didn't want to cry over Candy it was the fact that he couldn't. His feelings were so mixed. Some days he wanted to start crying but then he'd look at his daughter and find it hard. He liked Hermione, she was a great girlfriend, but she was right, he was just much to experienced and she was not. He figured she didn't like hearing about him and another girl in front of half the order. Mary was just the tip of the iceberg for Hermione, who had dropped the discussion of her, but talking about Candy was probably the last strawl for Hermione.

"Uh... want me to get a look at the baby room?"

He shrugged, "Sure." he stood, and lead Hermione into the little bedroom that didn't have much in it, just the basics.

"Do you have a theme?" asked Hermione, conversationaly.

Harry shrugged, "I got whatever looked girly." He told her making her snort, "Right." she glanced around, "Seems you got precious moments items." She said, picking some of them up.

"Yeah..." He said, nodding.

"You could do with some border, some stick ups... and such." she offered.

"Think so?"

She nodded, as she walked around, "You got a lot." she said, seeing all the baby items.

"Yeah, everything in the baby department." he shrugged, "Whatever I don't need I'll just... give away or something."

She just laughed at him, when there was a tap from the bedroom window. Harry blinked, and turned out of the baby room and into his room to see Shari staring at the window, in all her beautiful glory.

Harry waved his wand, and it slid open, the raven-haired vamp jumped in with a bounce, "Harry!" she squealed, and ran to him jumping in his arms, her legs wrapping around his waist.

"Hey Shari." he said as she squeezed his neck. She was looking quite flashy wearing a maroon half sweater and a pair of tight jeans that actually matched, her black hair was silky down her shoulders. Her eyes glowed.

"How you doing baby?" she asked her hands touching his face. Concern flashed in her eyes.

He smiled, "I'm good Shari. How's Vander?"

"Sleeping like a rock although he was very worried about you." said Shari, softly. "He was mumbling in his sleep."

Harry just snickered, "Wasn't talking about sucking on a neck?"

Shari giggled, "Nope, he was concerned about you." she said, her hands ruffling through his black hair.

He let Shari down who wrapped herself around his arm and pressed her cheek against his shoulder. "Whose here?" she sniffed the air.

"Hermione." He said softly. Shari scrunched up her nose, "Girlfriend." she teased.

"Not anymore." Harry told her. Shari's eyebrows shot up into her hairline. "Oh?" she asked, her head craning to look at him better.

Harry just smiled, "C'mon, you can meet her."

"I'd rather not." Shari murmured sourly. "C'mon! She's nice." Harry wrapped his arm around her and guided her out as Hermione came out and her eyes widen, "Uh... Hi." quite puzzled at the beautiful girl on Harry's arm.

Shari nodded, "Hello, you must be Hermione." said Shari slowly.

Hermione nodded, "Yes, uh... who are you?"

"Shari." she said her arms curling around Harry's arm, and her head pressing in on his bicep, she was giving Hermione a mischievous look, one that Hermione didn't find to thrilling.

"Oh... nice to meet you." Hermione murmured dully.

"Hmm... so Harry! Where's Eve?" asked Shari giddily, purposely ignoring Hermione, who flinched with a hint of jealousy.

"On the couch." Harry didn't have to say anymore she rushed in and squealed, "Oh my gosh! She's so beautiful and darling! Awww."

Harry just smiled, when Hermione asked, "I didn't... know you moved so quickly." Hermione said her cheeks red, her voice had a bite to it.

Harry blinked, and glanced over, "Huh? Oh! No, no... no." He said stuttering over the last no. "She's... good friend, Vander's daughter." He quickly spoke.

"She's in love." said Hermione a bit bitterly. "No she isn't! I saved her life." Harry murmured, when Shari came over with Eve in her arms. "Oh she's so beautiful... oh so darling! Harry, I'm in love." said Shari, in a sweet feminine voice.

Hermione just stood there, "Hey Harry, I thought about going out to get them stick ups and stuff."

Shari silently scowled at Hermione when Harry wasn't looking. Hermione just gave her a smug look.

"I thought I was going to help." said Shari pouting at Harry who smiled at both of them.

"Well..." He said slowly, trying to figure out what to do about both of the girls. One his ex and the other a beautiful vamp.

Hermione scowled softly, and shifted in her seat, for some reason she felt an odd sense of jealousy and hatred for the raven-haired girl. It felt to Hermione as if this 'girl' was walking in on her territory even though Harry and her had just called it a truce.

She was suddenly feeling... as if she made a mistake. She had never felt jealousy before, not even toward Ron when he hit on Fleur Delacour, the stupid half veela.

Harry smiled, "I got an idea, why don't we all three go out?" he asked, not going to stop a chance of being in the room with two chicks. Maybe that'll help brighten his mood, he thought immaturely as he took Eve.

"I'll get her ready. You two girls..." he smiled, "Talk. Get to know each other. I'm sure you'll find something in common." He smiled, and walked away leaving a pair of brown eyes staring into a pair of blue eyes.

The two females just stared at each other, Shari smirking and crossing her arms over her heaving chest as Hermione had her hands on her hips.

"So, you and him are... broke up now eh?" asked Shari, with a look of innocense.

Hermione frowned, "No."

"That's what he said." commented the vampiress.

"We haven't officially worked everything out yet." Hermione said delicately, using her words wisely.

Shari smiled, "You're prettier than I imagined." she admitted, deciding to get a once over on Hermione and circled her. "You have pretty eyes, and a cute little body. I can see what Harry sees in you."

Hermione felt her cheeks flush red, "I... I.."

"But, you can't handle the fact that Harry's been around the block or two eh?" she asked.

"That's none of your business." Hermione said swiftly.

"Sure it is." said Shari smiling. "He's my friend. My best friend. You know, if you let the past bother you so much then a relationship will never work."

Hermione was beginning to feel invaded as if this girl was talking to much about a subject she had no idea about.

"What the hell do you know?" hissed Hermione angrily.

Shari smiled, and walked up closely to Hermione backing her into a wall. "Calm down precious thing." said Shari in a purring voice. Shari gently touched Hermione's cheek causing Hermione to flinch.

Shari moved closer, to the Gryffindors ear, "All is fair in love and war." Shari pulled back and a glint flashed through the girls eyes.

Hermione scowled, and folded her arms, "You've just crossed a line."

"Oh really? You have no say anymore. You stupidly broke up with him." Shari said softly. "I've loved Harry for years. Only few guys like Harry come around, and you had one and you fucked it up."

Hermione just glared at her, "It's not over. We're still great friends and... things can progress if I got use to the idea.'

Shari snorted, "Oh please. You can't tend to his needs Hermione sweetheart. You need an innocent mortal like yourself. You need someone whose not as experienced." She smirked, and turned around, "HARRY!" she called bounding out of the room leaving a fuming Hermione.

'Yes she broke up with Harry... but she was scared, and it was a shock but now someone five minutes later comes waltzing in ready to take over Harry, and... it was just unnerving. She had never felt so jealous, nervous, and angry over a guy before.' she rubbed her forehead when Harry came in by himself. "You OK Hermione?" he asked, concerned.

Her eyes met his, and she smiled softly, "Yeah..."

"You sure?" he asked, "We're leaving. Thought you'd follow Shari."

"Of course, I was just..." she looked around quickly. "Adjusting my shoe." she said lamely.

Harry smiled, "Don't let Shari fool you. She's really a sweetheart, she's protective as most half vampires." Walking away Hermione murmured, "Sweetheart?" the look of disgust swept her face as Shari blew her a kiss from the living room.

This was war...

A.N.

Thank you so much for the complimenting comments, and reviews! I absolutely love them. I was up late last night planning things out in my head. I have some serious ideas, that I need to toss up. I have four ways this story can go... Don't think I'm making Dumbledore go soft. In this story that old man has more things up his sleeve than you can count, hence Parker's hostility.



A.N. OMG, I am hanging here in limbo. I can't seem to write anything.. at all... I'm itching to write but everything I write is so blah to me. Oye, what also has me upset is everything is at a stand still. I can't write email and I can't correct my author page.

:( Maybe that's why I can't concentrate... i tried clearing the browser cache and refreshing the page but all it did was reset everything and didn't work. "grrr." Luckily, Shake Me is unaffected because I have an outline. :) But anything else that you see from me and is suddenly whisked away... blame it on my block and nerves. Gaff... :(

Someone said I made a mistake... with Hermione, and that she couldn't get into Harry's house. Parker, just told her the cafe so others would be led astray if by some way they got passed Remus and Sirius. He gave her a piece of paper with the writing on it. Remember? Hope so. :)

I want to thank Lady-Treason for helping me with spells and such :) I got them off her website. Its in her profile in case you are ever hard up for one.

Chapter Twenty-Five- Disturbing Behavior

"Pink's prettier for a girl." Shari announced to Hermione, as the three of them and Eve was in the middle of a Gymboree.

"But mint green is for both, I'm sure Harry would be happy to have a universal color." Hermione stated.

Harry leaned against the shopping cart that had things that Harry couldn't even begin to recognize. From clothes to decorations, Harry just leaned against the cart, watching both Hermione and Shari go at it like they were sisters.

Harry was also aware of the attention the two were begging from him. Although, they were as discreet as they could be. Hermione and Shari were both on each side of him both pulling him into convrsations and occasionally giving one another glares.

Now they were arguing about what to put in his daughters room. Eve was fast asleep, occasionally twitching or whimpering.

"It doesn't matter get both." Harry insisted, at one point.

When they went to the food court the two girls argued and faught over what to eat. Until Harry moved away going to the fish and chips place ignoring the two bickering females. They soon followed, realizing Harry wasn't waiting any longer.

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That night he passed out on the couch after Hermione and Shari left, Eve's room was now every little girls fantasy. He had hoped that Hermione and Shari would get along.

Obviously not.

They faught, and faught, and argued and disagreed to the point where Harry had to make the final decision.

Eve was now tucked away fast asleep in her new room. Harry laid there half passed midnight on the couch in nothing but boxers thinking to himself.

His mind wondered from Dumbledore to Voldemort, and then back to the two Deatheaters he owed revenge too.

The number one thing at the moment was his daughter. He wondered what Dumbledore had up his sleeve, he also wanted to know who the spy at Hogwarts was. Surely, no one else knew about his baby except his three Hufflepuff friends, and he was sure they didn't squeal. They were... Hufflepuffs loyal. 'Had he been that careless around someone?' he pondered, his eyes staring at the ceiling.

He heard a tap upon the window and glanced over to see Vander standing there.
Harry sighed, and waved his hand, "The clickers on." He said as Vander opened the window.
"Gotchya." he slid in professionally, and closed the window back.
"Is she sleeping?" asked Vander.

Harry nodded, "Yeah, your daughter was here earlier."
Vander smiled, "Yes, she came by and told me everything." he sat on the armchair, and Harry summoned a couple drinks.

"Sorry no blood." Harry teased.

"I don't 'always' need blood." he said, opening the can. "I go for normal stuff... sometimes." Vander remarked.

Harry looked at him, "I need to get those two deatheaters out of Hogwarts. But, I can't."
Vander smirked, "Parker will do it."
Harry nodded, "I need someone to watch over Eve, while I'm temporarily away. I have a bone to pick."
"He interrogated them." said Vander quietly.
"And?" asked Harry sitting up a bit straighter.

Vander sighed, "They know nothing. Even under veriteserum. It seems Voldemort is only letting certain people in on what he plans on doing."
"Do you know how many followers he's gained?" asked Harry.

Vander chugged his can, and some of it ran off the side of his mouth. Harry just shook his head, "Vampires." he murmured.
Vander smirked, and sighed with pleasure, "Not as good as blood but it gets the job done."
Harry rolled his eyes, "Well?"

"Nearly a hundred deatheaters, 400 dementors. I don't know what else." he said honestly.

"No vampires?" asked Harry.

"Nope, none." Vander answered.

"What should I do Vander? I can't trust Dumbledore. Should I just up and leave?"

Vander tilted his head, "You know what a Vampire does in this situation?"

Harry raised an eyebrow, "What?"

Vander smirked, "We get what we can get. We take advantage of every possible situation."
Scratching his knee he glanced up, "How do you suppose I take advantage of this? I have a baby, I have to watch my back. I don't trust Dumbledore..."
"But you trust Parker." "Course I do." "You trust Remus." "What do you think?" Harry retorted.

"I believe you should go back to school. You can take the baby to class. Voldemort all ready knows about your child, otherwise two deatheaters wouldn't have attacked Candy."

Harry winced feeling a bit of pain in his chest as he said that. "What about the lemon drop old man?"

Vander leaned his head back and thought for a moment, "I think you should finish out this year." he said softly. "Wait..." He put up his hand to stop Harry from speaking.

"Finish it out. At the end of the year if you still feel that you don't want to leave, I will have Shari make arrangements to take you where ever it is you want to go." he told Harry.

Harry looked at him, "Why?"

"I think you need this Harry." Vander said honestly. "I think... you need to show the world that you are anything but afraid."
Harry stared at Vander whose eyes bored into the teens emeralds. His heart pounded, as he sighed softly. "You're right." Harry gave in. He sat up and then chugged the rest of the alcohol, just like Vander did.

Vander smirked, "Mortals." He stated in the exact same murmur Harry had used.

Harry snorted and brought the can down, "Can't let you get the best of me on 'that'!" Harry teased.

Vander and Harry stayed up most of the night talking. It was soon time for Eve's first bottle. Vander got his first look at her.
"Oh she is beautiful. Much better looking than you." teased the vampire.
"Shut up you snarky bastard." Harry teased, as he lifted his daughter from the crib and kissed her cheek, "You hungry?" he asked, softly as his eyes lit up, staring at Eve's soft cherubic features.

Vander held her for a moment before giving her back, "I must get going, got to meet someone." He winked at Harry who snorted, "Bye Vander."
"See ya kid." Vander slipped out of the window as quick as he came.

Harry moved Eve back into his bedroom and laid her in the basinet. He only put her in the crib temporarily, just so she'd have some quiet. His room had had two arguing girls and he was sure Eve didn't want to hear it.

He kissed her g'night before slipping under the covers himself and turning out the light with his wand. Lying in the dark, he could hear the crickets outside. He glanced over to see the snowflakes hitting the glass and dissolving upon contact.

He decided to take Vanders word and get on the train the third...

000

Harry was sitting at the old cafe that he had met Candy at. Eve was in the booth with him tucked in her carseat, with a blanket wrapped snugly around her. People passed and awed. A little blonde haired girl giggled and pointed, and said, "Baby."

He watched as Sirius entered the cafe and glanced over. His eyes lighting up seeing Harry who slid out of the booth. Sirius' arms made contact with Harry's ribs. The teen faught from groaning.

"Oy, good to see you too..." grunted Harry, as Sirius sighed and released him.

"I only just snuck out." he glanced over and his gray eyes widen, "Is that her?" he asked, walking over to the booth and sliding the carseat onto the table. "Oh my god. She's beautiful." said Sirius, in awe.

"I know." said Harry standing beside his godfather.

Sirius smiled, and lifted Eve out of her carseat. He held her against his chest, and rubbed her back gently as she gurgled.

"Wow." He looked at Harry. "How you doing?" he asked, as the two slid in. Sirius still had Eve in his arms.
"I'm doing OK. What's been going on at you know where."
Sirius looked down at sleeping Eve with awe, before glancing up to meet his godson's eyes.
"Well, I'm not being let in on much." he admitted.

Harry leaned back, "It's your house." he said simply his arm over the booth.
Sirius frowned, "Yes, I know." he shrugged, "They don't trust me."
"It's your house." Harry said again. "Not Dumbledores."
Sirius' eyes widen, "Are... you... seriously suggesting that I..."
"Take over your house and take charge." Harry stated. "What the hell is he doing anyway? He's watching not doing anything. He continues to watch and not make any moves while Lord fuckin' Voldemort is out there getting stronger day by day."

"Voice down Harry." Sirius insisted.

"I've scanned everyone in this room." Harry told him as a matter of factly. "No one but you and I have magical abilities. Well..." He glanced at Eve. "She has a touch but its so small that its no wonder Ministry hasn't detected her."

"Did she use all her magic?" asked Sirius quietly.
Harry nodded, "Almost all of it. There is still a chance that she's a witch, but a very small chance."
Sirius sighed, "Remus is being annexed from the group as well, because of being so close to me."
Harry looked at him, "You have the power Sirius. You have the power in your hands."
Sirius sighed, and leaned up, "Do you realize that I'd be going up against the Headmaster?"

"What the hell do you think I'm doing?" asked Harry. "He doesn't own you Sirius. He thinks he does because he got you out of prison. But you are forgetting... that he put you 'in' prison so you don't owe that man jack shit."

Sirius looked down at Eve to find her eyes open and staring at him. "Her eyes." He said quietly. "They're beautiful."

"I have something to do tonight Sirius." Harry said, quietly.

Sirius glanced up, "Need someone to kepe an eye on her?"

Harry nodded, "Yeah, I don't know how long it'll take me."

"I can do that."
Harry nodded and slid a piece of paper toward Sirius, "Here, read it memorize and burn it." Harry told him.

Sirius nodded and did so just as two orders of fish and chips were brought over by the waitress.
"Is there anything else that you need?" she asked, her eyes glancing at the baby with intrigue.

"No." Harry said, cutting her off. "Go away now."

She huffed, and walked away leaving Sirius to snicker, "Very nice Harry."
Harry glanced up, "How many times do I have to repeat it? I'm not nice." he smirked at his godfather who just stared at him. "I never would have guessed." he said sarcastically.

It was night and Sirius just came over, Eve was tucked away. It was nearly midnight.
"I should be back in an hour or so." Harry told Sirius, who nodded, "Where you going?" he asked.
Harry looked at him, "I have... two deatheaters to take care of."
Sirius blinked, "You mean..." He looked at Harry cautiously, "That you didn't send them to the Ministry?"
Harry gave him a look, "Lucius Malfoy went free, whose to say Macnair and Avery won't?"

Sirius nodded in understanding, "I understand. I suspect you want me to keep this hush?"

"Yes, Wizards Oath." Harry told him.

Sirius nodded, and held out his hand, "Wizards Oath." Harry and Sirius' shook hands and a bright light fused the two together.

There was a tap at the door, Harry made his way over and opened it to see Vander and Parker.
"We're ready." said Parker who nodded to Sirius who looked at Vander with wide eyes.

Harry turned, and grabbed his leather jacket. He was wearing all black hair up and black gloves.

"Let's get this over with." said Harry, as they walked out into the freezing night.

Parker and Vander were both in black, as they scanned their surroundings.
"Where are they?" asked Harry quietly. "Tied up in the back of a truck that we 'found.'" Parker remarked.
Harry nodded, "Good, I don't need to soil my SUV." he murmured walking between Parker and Vander.
"Where is the car?"

"In the abandoned woods on the opposite side of the Leaky Cauldron. No one ever goes near there. The Ministry blocked it off because of the magical animals that roam." Parker murmured.
"What about wizards?"

"It's said to be haunted." Vander informed as they turned the corner and stayed out of the street lights.
Harry couldn't risk taking his car in case someone was tailing them. So instead they walked the streets. No one was out in weather like this, and the cars rarely passed.
"Don't worry we have 'Notice Me Not charms'." murmured parker. "I placed them up around your door, just moments before we knocked."

It was another half a mile before they discovered the Leaky Cauldron and then across from it was a bunch of woods.

Upon entering Harry felt cold slip up his spine, and shivered. "Where the fuck is it?" he asked, as they got deeper into the woods.
"Over here." Vander ran over, and moved a large set of tree branches and leaves, Harry seen a big black truck sitting.

"They are wrapped up, gagged, and stunned." Parker told him as they checked up on them. Yes they were there.
"Are they... remotely healthy?" asked Harry.

"A bit." stated Parker. "I kept them heavily sedated."

"Hmm good I want them to be aware of just how much pain they are going to go through." Harry said with a smirk.

"C'mon its fuckin' freezing." Parker said tossing the keys to Harry who as the only one who knew to drive.
"Wha if someone stops us?" asked Harry sliding into the drivers side of the pick up.

"Not to worry, we have so many charms around this thing, that no one will see it."
"Do you have what I asked for?" Harry said as Vander sat on the opposite end near the window.

"Got it." Parker pulled out a round basin with carvings on it. "What do you have in mind?"

Harry grinned evily, "I'm going to send Voldemort a little... movie."

"Movie? What's that?" asked Vander.
Harry sighed, "You're killing my evilness here." he mumbled.
Parker snorted, "Well what is it?"

"LEt's just say that I"m going to record 'everything' that I'm about to do tonight to his dear precious deatheaters." Harry told them.

"What are you going to do? You still haven't told us." Vander remarked. "I'd like to get a few guzzles out of them. That fat one Macnair would be good."

Harry snorted, "No no, they need to be in pain." remarked the teen with a smirk. "They are going to wish they had never fucked with me in the first place."

Harry drove out of the city limits and then guided the car up a big hill and through the country. The hills and backgrounds seem to have made everything darker. There were no street lights, and Parker and Vander were quiet. Vander was griping about how 'hot' it was in the car, while Parker and Harry just gave him incredulous looks.

"Check the back Vander." Harry told him.

Vander felt relieved, when he used his Vampire magic and vanished from the seat and into the back. "I'll stay here!" said Vander, who wasn't up for the hot heat that was coming out of the heaters.

Harry just smirked as Parker scooted over to get a bit more comfortable. "I don't like a seat in my arse."
Harry sighed, "I'll have to play with the pensieve though make sure I don't put anyone's face in it.
"That's why we're going to be masked." said Parker handing him a mask.
"No.. I want the Deatheaters to see me. See my every move." remarked Harry.

"Why the hell weren't you a Slytherin?" asked Parker leaning back.

Harry smirked, "Because underestimating me is my greatest advantage and strength, and everyone elses greatest weakness."

It was an hour later when they pulled up to an old cast iron black gate, and on top of it was 'Memorial Cemetary.'

Eyebrows shooting up Parker glanced at Harry who took out his good wand, and rolled down his window, and casted an Alohamora on the gate. The gate swung open with a creaky metal noise.

Harry drove in, and Parker glanced around, "Cemetary?"

"Yes, it hasn't been used in more than fifteen years. It is rumored that the Mafia Kings and Lords come here when they needed to 'finish' business." Harry told Parker.

"Mafia?" asked Parker, "What's that?"

"A muggle criminal empire ran by a power, rich, and successful man who owns half of everything and then som."

"Oh, like Malfoy."
Harry shrugged, "Could say that. But, I wouldn't insult the Mafia with that term."

He lead the truck to the very back where there was a pond and a set of woods. Cutting the engine Harry got out.
"Stay here." Harry demanded, and pulled out his wand, and walked over, he had looked this spell up the day after what happened. HE knew exactly what he was going to do, he just had to learn the specific spell.
He walked over to a wooded area just inside of the woods where no one could see. Several bats fluttered out of the trees, and the cold night wrapped around him.

He pointed his wand at the earth, it was the strong powerful wand not his brother wand.

"Infossium Exequor!" Harry hissed, and the a flash of deep dark russet slipped out of Harry's wand, it sunk into the ground forming a professional looking grave of about six foot, the dirt moved to the side. The whole was big enough for one. Harry did it again to another grave next to it, before walking out of the woods to see Parker and Vander.
"Bring them to me." Harry just grinned as Parker slipped on his mask. Vander didn't give a damn who seen him.

Harry disappeared back into the brush, and waited by the graves. When Parker and Vander came over with the two floating Deatheaters, Parker's eyes widen, "What... are you... going to do." he asked, as he instinctively placed silencers on every inch of the wooded area that they were resided in.

Harry's green eyes blazed hot, "Its a little something called, sweet revenge."

The two Deatheaters were pushed against the tree tied, gagged, and bound.
Avery and Macnair both had scars and burns all over there face and arms. Harry walked to the both of them and tapped his wand at Macnair, the fat lump's eyes fluttered open. They had fear in them when he came face to face with Harry's fiery greey eyes.
"G'evening Walden." Harry said, pleasantly. "Welcome to my show." he said, waving his hand graciously.
Macnair's watery blue eyes fluttered around everywhere and his breathing was labored, as he stared at two graves dug perfectly.
Harry smiled, and walked over and pressed his arm against Macnair's shoulder. He flinched sharply and gulped. He was obviously determined not to look at Macnair.
"Didn't I do a good job?" Harry asked into Macnair's ear.
Macnair's lip quivered. Harry smiled, "Its OK." he said, softly and ran a finger down Macnair's cheek causing Macnair's eyes to widen and flinch. "You don't have to say anything." he was so gentle in his voice that it unhinged the large man's mind.
"W.. what are you..."
"Sshh.." Harry pressed his wand against Macnair's mouth, "Be quiet." he moved and walked over to Avery, and tapped his wand. His eyes snapped open, they were a dark brown. He seemed to have more sense.
"Potter." Growled Avery.
Harry smiled, "Good evening Avery. How are you doing tonight? A bit cold isn't it?"

"Release me Potter!" Growled Avery. "My lord will tear you a new one."
Harry only smiled, "Look around you dear Avery. I don't think your Dark Lord is going to find you." Harry stepped out of the way and allowed Avery to check out his surroundings. He tried to move but he was immobile.

Harry watched with a satisfied smile on his face, when he seen the fear and sweat drip out of Avery. It was freezing but Avery was sweating. He was staring at the graves.

"I was just telling your buddy Walden here about how fine of a job I did." He said, as Avery glanced over to see Macnair shivering, against the tree.

Harry walked calmly from one to the other surveying them. "You made a very big mistake." the teen stopped and turned. "You are forgetting, that I have never been raised by Albus Dumbledore. I was raised by my own terms, and I don't care to make two disgusting Deathfuckers pay for their sins. Someone's got to do it, and since the Ministry won't do it, and Dumbledore thinks he can renew everyone, I guess that leaves me." Harry said, smiling all the while.

"You're going to kill us without giving us a fighting chance? How typical of you." said Avery sneering.

Harry smiled sweetly, "Just like you gave a pregnant woman a fighting chance?"

"Pregnant, I hope they both died." snarled Avery.

Macnair winced hearing that.

Harry's eyes flamed a deep bright green that unnerved Avery who bit his lower lip.
Harry stalked closer to Avery, "Say that again."

"What?" Avery breathed. "Say-that-again." the slow words as if he were a three-year-old, came from his mouth.

"I... hope they died." Avery mumbled.
Harry stopped when he was just a foot away, and Harry twirled his wand in his fingers.
Avery eyed the wand cautiously.

The teen felt the anger pump inside of him. Did he really have the guts to say that when he knew what his fate was going to be? Did he think that Harry wouldn't torture him before his death? Maybe Avery thought it would be a clean death and that was it. The Boy Who Lived would 'never' torture another.

Harry pointed the wand, "There's a special spell I've wanted to try for a while now." he grinned maliciously. "I think... you are the perfect target."

"Acer!" the curse hit on contact although there was no bright flash of light.
Harry had been pointed toward his groin, Avery started screaming and withering in pain, as sharp pain hit his male anatomy.
"What are you doing?" asked Parker curiously, never hearing that spell before.

"It gives you a sharp undeniably painful experience in a specific area." Harry grinned and Vander and Parker both grimaced and crossed their legs.
"Ow." Parker mumbled.

Avery screamed and cried. Walden gasped, "Wh.. what are you doing?"

Harry smiled, "Haven't you been listening dear Walden?"

Walden gulped, and looked the other way when Harry released the curse on Avery. The man slumped his head against his shoulder and panted with relief.

"Aww... did that hurt? I would say so." Harry purred. "You know, what I think would make that pain in your 'dick' go away?" asked Harry.

Avery gulped, and shook his head, Harry smiled, "Boys, you might want to turn around for this." he shot to Vander and Parker who didn't need telling twice.

"Castro!" Harry hissed, causing Parker to curse, "What the fuck!" Vander groaned, when he heard screams of agony and pain. The curse was one of unexplained pain. The Cruciatus would be a walk in the park compared to this, especially when it was directed at the male anatomy. (a.n. sorry boys)
"Oops looks like you'll never use 'that' again." Harry commented, as Walden looked green in the face.
There was blood seeping through Avery's trousers, and he was getting weaker and weaker, as well as the tears falling out of his eyes.

Harry inside felt a bit grossed out from what he did but then he remembered how these two bastards almost killed Eve, and it sent his anger pushing forward.
"Now that you are thoroughly in pain. I would like to introduce to you, your new bed." Harry waved his wand and the man was summoned toward him from tree and he screamed when he went face first into the grave.

Harry looked at Walden who was murmuring, "Oh merlin." he gulped. He was murmuring quickly to himself as if saying a prayer, his eyes buldging and Harry seen that he had wet himself.

Harry's wand pointed to the dirt and it fell on top of a screaming Avery. Harry packed the rest of it, as Parker and Vander watched unable to take their eyes off what they seen.
"You mess with my daughter or the mother of my daughter, and you will 'pay with your life!" Growled Harry turning and his eyes falling on Walden who as now pleading, "Please... p.. please... I.. I'm sorry! Please... don't do that to me. I never said anything.."
"No but you tortured the mother of my daughter till she died." Harry growled, pushing himself forcefully against Walden Macnair getting right in his face. "You tortured her till she couldn't handle it. You tortured a pregnant woman. Someone like your mother... your sister... your grandmother at one time!" Harry roared, "And you expect me to forgive you? Forgive what you did to a woman who was pregnant?" he snarled. "I don't fuckin' think so."

"I won't do what I did to Avery but I will make you pay." he stepped back and pointed his wand straight for Macnair's head, "Discrucio!" Walden gasped, and his head shook violently as he whimpered, and cried, his tears falling out of his eyes as he pleaded and begged for it to stop.

"Enjoy reliving your worst fears, and nightmares and remembering everyone you've ever harmed in great detail? Isn't it fun?" Harry cooed.

Walden sobbed and shook his head murmuring, "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."

Harry stood there watching as Walden Macnair broke down in forceful sobs. For a moment Harry considered his pleas, and halfway believed him when he glanced over, he seen Parker standing there no longer wearing a mask. Vander was watching with a mingle of pleasure and amusement.
Parker's face was a mask. Harry looked at him, as Parker stared at him, "What do you want Harry?"

"Finish him off." He said, thinking to get Walden out of his misery. For some reason he had just a 'bit' more sympathy for him than he did Avery. Probably because of Avery's comment.
Harry's conscious was beating him like a nail.

"Allow me?" asked Vander. "I have no regrets." the Vampire's eyes glittered, as he strolled forward.
Harry just turned away, and walked over to Parker, and stared at him, "I'm like Voldemort aren't I?" his eyes glittered and the tears lined his eyes. "I get my revenge. But it don't feel any better."

He stared upwards at the sky trying to force himself not to cry.

"No. You aren't like Voldemort." stated Parker simply. "Those two nearly killed your daughter. Anyone would have done the same thing."
"Not torture. Maybe kill but never torture." Harry found it hard to swallow. "I... just... feel... so helpless. I mean... Candy was my responsibility, and I just left her while going off to some damn school."
"You hadn't a choice Harry. It was either that or you being brought into the Ministry for underage delinquency charges." Harry felt the emotion that had been bottled up since the day of Candy's murder. He wasn't sure he could handle it. He felt Vanders footsteps. "He's dead." stated Vander as a matter of factly.

"Would you like me to bury him?" asked Parker.
Harry shook my head, "My job. My mess. I clean it up." Harry turned, to see Macnair's head slumped over his face pale and two large gashes on his neck. He was limp.

Harry summoned him and placed him into the grave and packed it full of dirt. When he was done, he turned to see Parker taking down the silencer as Vander watched Harry closely.

Harry did not meet the Vampires eyes instead Harry walked out of the woods without another word, his anger replaced by unwanted saddness and guilt.

Harry didn't speak he held his tears and held his feelings, as the three dark headed guys headed back toward town.

"Go ahead and park this in the exact same place. Is the clicker on?" asked Vander.
"Yes." stated Harry quietly. "Ok, I'll take you back in with me."

Parker looked at Harry, whose face was as white as Vanders.

When Harry appeared with Vander in his house he heard a jump, "Whose there!" There was a wand at Harry's heart. "Me Sirius." Harry said glumly.

Sirius blinked, "Harry? Oh thank merlin you're back. I was so worried." he said, half asleep.
Harry turned to Vander, "Thanks Vander."
Vander nodded, "No problem Harry. You take care of yourself." he nodded in respect to Sirius who didn't take his eyes off the silky vampire. Vander disappeared without a hint of noise.
Harry sighed, and plopped down on the couch feeling the pillows of where Sirius had stayed.
"Everything OK Harry?"

"Long night."
"What happened?" asked Sirius.
"Its best you don't ask." he insisted. "I'm sorry but, I can't put you through that."
"What is it Harry? I know you were going to get your revenge but..."
"Sirius, what I did tonight was something Voldemort would be proud of in his Deatheaters. Let's just leave it at that." he said, exhausted. Holding in your emotions was very hard, especially when they were mixed with anger, guilt, and sadness.

"I would stay but... I'm afraid someone would wake up and find me missing." said Sirius quietly.
Harry nodded, "Understandable. Go on Sirius. Thank you."
Sirius hugged Harry who bit his lip very harshly to keep the tears from falling. Sirius left, leaving Harry to rock back and forth on the couch in the dark. He got up quickly and ran to his room, and closed it. With the light out no one could see, no one would know. Shrugging off his jacket, Harry's shoulders sagged and he sunk down onto the bed and started sobbing. His face fell into his hands as he sobbed, and sobbed. Over Candy, over his daughter over what he did tonight. He let it out. He couldn't hold it in any longer. If he did he thought he'd explode.
Harry felt someone's arms wrap firmly around him. He flinched, when he heard a soft, "Sshh... its OK Harry. C'mon let it out." the voice was none other than Shari's.
He tried to move but she just held him firmly, "Let it out. I'm here. It's just me." Whispered Shari, into his ear.
Harry felt the tears fall out of his eyes, as he bowed his head, continued to sob into Shari's chest. The half vampire rubbed his back gently. She had been sent over here by Vander. She knew what happened to night...

"It's OK to cry. Doesn't make you weak." whispered Shari. "Makes you stronger."

She moved with Harry and laid down on the bed, and held him in her arms, as he cried and sobbed. "I want things to get better." he sniffed.
"And they can. You can make them better Harry." said Shari quietly. "You have made them better by loving your daughter."

Harry sniffed, and rubbed his tears against Shari's shoulder, and laid there listening to her heart. It was a slower beat tha most. She wasn't dead, but it wasn't normal either. Most would think she was about to die any moment now. But it was the right speed for a vamp. He could smell her soft scent and he closed his eyes, and fell asleep her arms wrapped around his.



Chapter Twenty-Six: Return to Hogwarts

Shari had left before Harry woke up. The teen was kind of glad, he felt a bit weird having shown his emotions to Shari, although he felt a two ton weight lift off his shoulders.
He heard a whimper from the crib, and sat up. She wasn't suppose to be sleeping in her crib. He forgot, to tell Sirius that. He got up quickly and headed out of the bedroom to retrieve her.

"Good morning my love." He said scooping the infant in his arms.
She gurgled and stirred, and her eyes looked up at him. Harry smiled, and kissed her cheek. All his bad feelings went away just staring at her.

"We got to hurry." Harry told her, as he walked out of the room with Eve.
"We have a train to catch today." Harry told her.
He gave no indication to anyone that he was going back. He was just going to get on the train, whether they liked it or not.

He had to hurry, time was on his side, he wanted to be the first to Platform nine and three quarters. After feeding Eve, he burped her and then changed her while talking to her. She just stared at him before nodding back to sleep.
"Am I that boring?" Harry asked, softly. She just grunted in her sleep, as if responding.

There was a soft movement, and Harry glanced over to see Shari standing there half asleep, but she had a concerned look across her beautiful features.

"How you feeling?" she asked, walking over and wrapping her arms around his neck.

Harry smiled, and hugged her, "Good, thank you Shari." He said softly.

She smiled warmly and moved, and stared at him, "My pleasure Harry. Do you need a ride to Kings Cross?"

Harry nodded, "I didn't want to take the Knight Bus."
"My pleasure. Let me help." she insisted, taking the socks from Harry's hands. "Go, get dressed!" she teased, her eyes dancin over his body. He was in just boxers.
He just smirked at her before walking out. "Although, I love those." was the comment he heard from Shari.

Harry grumbled, as he summoned everything to his trunk. He had just slipped on a long sleeved black shirt when Shari opened the door.

"Harry! Where's Eve's carseat?" she smirked, standing at the door.

Harry glanced over, "Erm... right here." He grabbed it off the dresser and handed it to Eve who smiled. "Do you need me to make her some bottles?"
"They're all ready made." he told her. "Ok." she giggled, and walked back out leaving Harry to smirk and shake his head.

He was ready ten minutes later, Eve was fast asleep in her carseat wearing a pink bootie outfit, and two pink blankets draped over her carseat. She was wearing a pink little hat and every so often she'd flex her little fingers in her sleep.

"Do I have everything?" asked Harry curiously. He had everything shrunken in his trunk from her basinet to a spare crib, to diapers, bottles, not to mention all his stuff.

Shari smiled, "Yes, I believe so. If you need anything else, I can always come get it."

"I hope Eve doesn't wake." he said, shrinking his trunk to the size of a

"She might. Its kind of uncomfortable." Shari said sweetly.

"What time is it?" asked Harry.

"Its not even ten-thirty. Don't you want to eat first?"

Harry shrugged, "I'd like to get on the train before anyone else." he told her.

Shari nodded, "Ok."

Harry gripped the carseat, and wrapped his arm around Shari's small waist, and held Eve securely.

The uncomfortable heated feeling of Vampire Travel, was one of immense worry due to his daughter. When they appeared they were standing right on Platform nine and three quarters.
It was positively desserted except a few of the wizards that were casting spells at the train.

Eve whimpered with fright, and squealed, when Harry cooed Eve to silence. He couldn't take off the blanket because of the freezing cold.

"Harry, I'll see you soon. I'll be in the forest in case you need me." she said, wrapping her arms around Harry's neck.

He smiled, "Thanks Shari. For everything." She touched his cheeks, "You're welcome." She kissed him softly on the lips.

Harry savored it for several moments, it was something of unexplained comfort and subtle passion.

When they parted, Shari smiled, "I'll be seeing you." with one last kiss on the lips, she disappeared as quickly as they had arrived.

Harry walked over to the train, as the conductor came over, and took Harry's ticket. He eyed the carseat but Harry just gave him a pointed look before aboarding the express, and finding a seat in the way back.

He sat Eve's carseat down and pulled out his trunk enlarged it and slid it up above them on the luggage rack.

Plopping down he stared at Eve who was now grunting like a baby piglet, her eyes open and alert. She obviously couldn't see him cause she started crying.
Harry moved to her immediately, "Hey, no need for tears." Harry said, softly as he moved the blanket and unbuckled her carseat strap.
Her crying stopped upon seeing him. "You're going to cause a riot." He whispered, as he sat down and held his daughter to his chest. He used his wand to cast a warming charm in the compartment.

He sat down and propped his feet up against the other seat and placed Eve on her back, against his knees and thighs, to where she was able to stare right at him. He smirked, and slouched in the seat slightly that way she was closer to him.

He talked to her in hushed tones, and adjusted the outfit and grabbed the blanket and wrapped it around her. "You warm?" Harry asked, in an uncharacteristically tender voice, that a person who knew Harry would think impossible.

She just grunted, and raised her little balled up fist, where Harry just kissed it and smiled, as he leaned his head back and watched as Eve nodded off to sleep.
It was 10:30 a.m. when people started boarding the train. Harry glanced out the window with interest. He seen several recognizable Gryffindors and Ravenclaws talking to what was apparently their parents.

He seen Justin go through and about five minutes later he spotted Hannah and Susan. He didn't see Hermione, then again there was about thirty minutes remaining.

He leaned back, and closed his eyes, his arms securing Eve. The warmth was easily putting Harry to sleep.

The compartment door opened, and gasps ensued. Harry jerked awake suddenly and glanced over to see Ron Weasley standing there his mouth gaping open and a red haired girl blue eyes wide like snitches. Hermione was standing there.
"Hi Harry." said Hermione.

Harry glanced over at them, "Hi."
Ron and Ginny were floored.

"It's hot in here." the female red head then commented.

Ron didn't know what to say, on one hand he wanted to sneer something in Harry's direction but then seeing a child in his hands... that put him off.

"Oh my gosh she's so cute." said Ginny walking over and getting a look. "What's her name?" asked Ginny softly.

"Surprised Hermione didn't tell you."
Hermione went red, "It's your business Harry."
Harry just smiled, "Her names Eve."
"Oh she's so cute." Ginny gently touched her cheek and giggled, "Aww.. how old is she?"

"One week and a day old." Harry told Ginny who smiled. "Oh my gosh, she's darling. Can I sit and hold?" asked Ginny sheepishly.
Harry 'would' have said no but he could see the kindness in her eyes, and gently handed Ginny, Eve.

Ron sat on the other side completely quiet. Hermione sat down next to him.

"I'm glad you decided to come back to school." said Hermione quietly.

Harry glanced over at her, and shrugged, "I was advised."

Ron just stared at the child in Ginny's hand and back at Harry flabbergasted.
Ginny couldn't stop making comments. Her eyes glittered, as she handed Eve back. "She's so darling and warm. Phewww.. its hot in here." Ginny muttered again waving a free hand to her face, as if it would clear everything up.
"Too keep Eve warm. It was cool in here when I first got on."
"When did you? We didn't see you on the platform?" asked Hermione.

"I was the first one here. Shari brought me." Hermione's eyes narrowed at the mention of Shari but Harry didn't pay any mind, as he went through Eve's diaper bag.
The train started to move now, and a bunch of adults were waving on the platform.

"We have to go to the prefect compartment. We'll see you Harry." she hugged Harry gently as Ron's scowl deepened.

Ginny just smirked, and stayed where she was. Ron was a little less adamant on allowing his 'baby' sister to be in the same compartment as Harry.

Hermione grabbed Ron by the arm very aware of pinching the flesh underneath making him gasp, "Ouch dammit Hermione." he hissed in pain.
"C'mon we're going to be late." the two left, leaving Harry with the Gryffindor Seeker. (for all you Ginny haters. Nothing serious will happen.)
Harry moved and placed Eve back in her carseat. She was fast asleep.

"Man, how do you handle the heat?" she asked, waving her hand over her soft featured face.

Harry turned, and was well aware of her sweating.

"Eve has to have it just warm enough." He told her as he sat down next to the carseat.

"I understand." she took off her cloak and laid it aside, and then proceeded to take off her over stuffed sweater.

Harry smirked, as he watched it move up over her head, there was a shirt underneath but it was slowly rising showing her belly button.

The shirt came all the way up to the edge of her bra. He could just see a white piece before Ginny's head appeared and adjusted her shirt.
"Damn." He murmured.
Ginny glanced at him, and blushed, "What?" she asked, sheepishly.

"If you had raised it just a bit further." announced Harry, causing Ginny to choke and glance at him in surprise, then she realized what he said, and she giggled furiously.

For a second Harry thought the red-head would slap him for it.

Ginny just rolled her eyes, "You wish."
"Yes, its on my wish list." Harry muttered, as she just snickered, her shoulders shaking as she did, and placed the sweater to the side.

"Are you hitting on me?" asked Ginny.

Harry shrugged, "Whatever you would like to call it." his eyes glittered and focused on Ginny who squirmed under his gaze.

Ginny just laughed, "My brothers would die if they knew."
Harry smiled, "I'm not worried about your brothers now am I?"

"Obviously not." said Ginny.

"How can I not make a comment or look when you are sweating to point I can see the outline of your bra. Maybe... I should turn up the heat more." Harry teased, his fingers playing with his wand.

Ginny snickered and glanced down indeed the sweat was going through her shirt sticking against it.

"I see you're not wearing a training bra." he commented, making her glance up at him her cheeks red from either the heat or embarrassment, he wasn't sure.

"Oh you make that assumption huh?"

Harry just tilted his head, "Hard not too. Girls jealous of you?" he asked, playfully.

Ginny just looked at him, "Uh.. I don't think so."

"They should be." he teased.
"I have a boyfriend." Ginny then said.
"Do you think I care?"

Ginny snickered, "Obviously not." she said for the second time.

Harry just leaned back, and placed his hands together and moved them to the back of his head, staring at Ginny who was trying to concetrate on the Quibbler.

She looked up over the magazine to see Harry still staring at her. She blinked, "What?" she asked suddenly.

"You're still here in the heat." said Harry grinning.
"Yes... I don't want to get up."
"Why not? You can sit on my lap." Harry suggested. "I can cool you off."
Ginny just giggled furiously, "Its too hot to do that." Although she was eyeing him with utmost interest.

"Well... you can always take off that shirt."
Ginny blanched, and stared at him as if he had grown two heads. Harry just stared at her contently, with a crooked smile.

"You... you're serious?"

"Would I have said it had I not meant it?" asked Harry simply.

Ginny just looked out the window and then at the door and back at Harry, "I am 'not' taking off my shirt."
"Raise it up then." Harry suggested.
"Ra..raise up.. my shirt?" Ginny looked at him incredulously.

"Aw... c'mon, it doesn't hurt. I won't tell no one." Harry said, softly. "I could use with a small peep show."
Ginny just stared at him with utmost shock. No one had ever came out and asked for something like that. The way he was saying it, though was as if it were normal.

"Harry, I don't even know you."
"What better way then? Hmm?" he asked. "You're a big girl. Not a little girl."
"I know that." clipped Ginny's voice.
"Yes, and so do I." He grinned widely, as she sighed, and looked down a herself. "I can't just take off my shirt."
"I'll take off mine."
She looked at him, "You're a guy!" she announced.
"So glad you've figured that out sweetie." He smirked at her shocked face.

"What can I do to get you to give me a look? Just a small one?" asked Harry leaning up and staring at the teen whose mouth opened to say something and then closed again. "Uh..."

"What?" asked Harry. "Ask."
"Anything?" she asked.
Harry nodded, "Anything." he leaned back as she looked at him her cheeks blazing red.

"Uh... well..." "Don't be shy Ginerva."

Ginny blinked, and breathed in sharply, "Uh... just uh getting a feel would be fine with me." she said, gulping. She was going to feel the boy who lived! That was what was going through her mind.

Harry smirked, "Come over here darlin'!" Harry insisted waving her over.

Harry watched as she slowly stood and touched the end of her top, "Want to see?"
"Of course." he said watching her with his undivided attention.

She giggled, and raised it up to show Harry her white bra. It was indeed nice, and the straps pressed against her chest nicely, and for a young teen she was well developed. He then remembered Mrs. Weasley and it went without fail that she had definitely inherited her mothers body. She looked hte other way a smile on her face as well as a deep blush.

"Very beautiful..." said Harry, appraisingly.

"Ok!" she quickly put her shirt down, "Stand up!" she ordered.
Harry smirked, and stood towering over the red-head. She raised up his shirt and touched his hot chest, and giggled while doing so.
Harry just watched her as if she were a kid in a candy store feeling his chest and then moved closely till she was touching his back and then moved down her face going red all the while.

"You enjoy that?" he whispered in her ear making her jump slightly. She had been drinking in the moment.

"Aww... uh... um... yes." she admitted her hands touching his arse making her giggle again, and nearly jump up and down like a giddy little school girl.

She soon pulled back her face plushing as she did. He smirked, and swooped down on her, his lips crushing against hers causing her to make a 'mmm' noise of surprise. His hands touched her cheek and he caught her lips with his mouth. She could only kiss back.

He released her and she just stood there dazed as he plopped back down onto the seat and crossed his leg. He really had to get a hold of himself.

It a moment for Ginny to respond and when she did she sat down timidly, "Wow." was what she said causing Harry to smirk, and glance over at Eve who was fast asleep twitching every so often.

Hermione and Ron came back in an hour later. They all complained of the heat.
"You can sit somewhere else." He commented simply.

He was sure Hannah, Justin, and Susan were wondering where he was. He didn't want to get up and look all over creation.

"Hannah was looking for you." said Hermione. "I told her you were here... so they may stop in." she looked over at Ginny who had a smile on her face. She was staring at the Quibbler but her eyes weren't moving, they had a dazed look in them.

Harry was about to respond when the door opened and the Weasley Twins stepped up.
"Harry-!" announced Fred openly. "Good to see you ol' friend." "Phewwww... its boiling in here." the freckle faced twin of George remarked.
"And who is this little one?" asked George walking over and peering in with a smirk.
"Why she is beautiful." commented Fred. "Much more gorgeous than you are my delicate Hufflepuff." teased George bowing.

Harry snorted, "Right. Her names Eve Evans."
"And a lovely name." finished Fred, approvingly.

They sat down and twitched, "Enjoying the heat?"

Ron was particularly red in the face he looked like a well ripened tomato, you could hardly see his freckles.
Ginny still had the blush on her face from earlier, and Hermione was small enough not to have too much affect on the heat even though she was still hot she wasn't sweating perfusely.

The Weasley twins talked for a few moments, when they looked at Harry, "Could we talk to you in private?" asked Fred, eyeing the others whose ears perked up at the word, 'private.'

"I'll keep an eye on Eve." said Hermione.

Harry nodded, and stood and walked out of the compartment into the cool air. The twins breathed softly feeling the cool air.
Harry just smirked, "Do you still want some help?"
"Would be 'much' appreciated. We've been selling a lot of our stuff. But we've been doing more creating than selling at the moment." Fred told Harry.

"We have an add in the Daily Prophet however." said George grinning.

"How much?"

They shrugged, "Five hundred?" they asked at the same time.

Harry smirked, "I can do that. I'll have it to you by the weekend."

"Thank you, we are so unworthy of your friendship." said Fred, putting on a display.

"We hold you with deep gratitude." followed George bowing like a servant.

"Stop that." Harry pushed them up. "C'mon lets get back in there. I wonder how many more shades of red your brother will go before he explodes."
"Ooh... I say one more." said Fred.

"Oh no our 'ickle Ronnikens can go several shades. Try tomato red plus a tint of purple." George informed.

Harry laughed, "I think he's at tomato red right now."

George's grin would scare anyone but Harry, "Ooh... we'd love to stay and watch-"

"But we must get back to Lee-"
"Whose snogging Angelina-"
"We need to take advantage-

"Of the situation. Good day our freaky Hufflepuff friend." George exclaimed with a snicker, before him and his twin walked away.

Harry came back in to see Hermione holding Eve to her, as Ginny sat on her other side.

Harry sat as far away from Ron as he could until Ron couldn't handle it anymore.
"I have to get out of here. I'm going to faint." Indeed he was tomato red with a hint of purple. Exactly how George predicted.

Harry took Eve, "You guys don't have to stay here. It's very hot and I can't take the charm off the room. If she gets cold she may get sick."

"We should find another compartment before we roast." grunted Ron standing and shaking his head before fleeing the hot compartment.
Hermione was torn between staying and going. Harry insisted she go, Ginny followed but not without a glance back at the boy who lived.

Harry didn't particularly enjoy that company except for the little show Ginny gave him.
He leaned back and cradled his daughter in his arms. The door opened again, and Justin, Hannah, and Susan were standing there.
"HARRY!" They chorused at the same time. "I heard you dropped out." Justin responded before noticing the little bundle in his arms.
"Oh mother of merlin." whispered Hannah rushing over.

"Is that..." Susan pointed. "Y... your baby?"

Harry nodded, "Yes." He said, as Justin came over, "Ulgh, its hot in here Harry." Justin sat down in front as both girls got on each side.

"Has to be." Harry told him. "Oh my gosh she's so cute. What's her name?" asked Hannah who took Eve first. Susan pouted playfully but smiled, otherwise.

"Eve Madison Evans. She's a week and a day old."
"Oh my gosh she's so small."
"What happened? I thought the baby wasn't due till February?" asked Justin.

Harry frowned, "Candy died."

Susan and Hannah gasped, "Oh my gosh how?" asked Susan in horror as she took Eve in her arms.

Harry sighed, and told them 'some' of the truth. He didn't tell them about torturing the Deatheaters he just told them about Candy, since they all ready knewshe was pregnant and that he was having a kid.

Susan and Hannah were in tears and Justin swore colorfully. "That's terrible." said Justin.

"What happened to the Deatheaters?"

"I sent a non-tracable port-key to the Ministry. Hopefully, something will be done."

For a moment Justin looked doubtful at Harry. If the Hufflepuff knew anything about Harry is that he wouldn't leave it in the hands of the Ministry. However, he didn't argue with it or disagree. Susan and Hannah however bought it.

Hannah and Susan had to take off their cloaks to keep from sweating as Justin sweated it out.
He got his chance to hold Eve, who was very content on staying asleep.
"She's tiny." said Justin, with a light smile. "My nephew was a lot bigger than this."

"Yes, she's a premie. The school nurse delivered her. I didn't have time to get her to a hospital. Besides, I wouldn't be able to explain the injuries."
The trolly came by and knocked on the door. She looked mildly stunned to see the baby.
Harry bought everyone some cauldron cakes and a few snacks and drinks before returning to his seat, Eve tucked away in the carseat.

Justin had placed a cooling charm over him, and was looking quite comfortable.
"I always have trouble with that charm." Hannah remarked.

Harry waved his normal wand at Hannah who sighed upon instant. "Thank you Harry." she said, as Susan placed it on herself.
Harry was use to it because his house was this warm. He adapted well to it.

Eve slept most of the train ride. He was glad, she sure was going to need it. He thought to himself, as he leaned back talking to his friends, who told them about their holiday.

"Is it true that you and Hermione are no longer a couple?" asked Hannah out of the blue.
"Yeah, she couldn't handle the idea that I was more experienced than her."
"Didn't she know that?" asked Justin.
Harry nodded, "I told her when we first got together, that I was much more experienced than most people in seventh year."

Harry was happy that Malfoy didn't show up. He didn't want to put up with the arsehole if he didn't have too. He didn't want any stray spells to hit his daughter. He didn't want to have to commit another murder... and this time in front of witnesses.
Harry hadn't sent the memory to Voldemort yet. But he would do that by the end of the week. He was determined to show Voldemort just what would happen when you mess with him and someone he cared about.

Six o' clock rolled around. Hannah and Susan went outside so Harry and Justin could change into their robes.

"What are you going to do about classes?" asked Justin.
"No fuckin' idea." He answered. "I knew I shouldn't have came back. I'll be damned if I let someone I don't trust near my child." Harry said, scowling.

"Why did you come back?"

"It was advised." the teen father murmured, adjusting his belt buckle, and made sure to retie his black hair back.

"Professor Zabini?" asked Justin.
"No, actually it wasn't him."

Justin didn't ask any further. He knew better.

00000

Harry tucked Eve away, and slid the blanket over the carseat that covered the whole thing. The train slowed to a stop as Harry took off the heating charm.

Lily, his cat seemed to give him a look of relief, although she protested with meager meows when he put her in her carrying basket.

When Harry walked out of the compartment with everyone else filing out. Eyes swept him and mouths opened in shock. He ignored their looks as he shoved himself through the crowd, either they moved willingly or he forced them to move, either way Harry was one of the first ones onto the platform.

"Everyone ter the carriage, c'mon!" shouted the voice of Hagrid.
Harry winced, hoping Eve did not wake. His eyes met Harry, "'Arry! I 'ad no idea yeh were comin' back." he said, with a look of pride in his eyes.
"Hello Hagrid. I'll talk to you later." he said pointing to the carseat.
Hagrid's mouth opened and walked over, "Let me see 'Arry." he said, in as soft of a voice as the half-giant could.

"For a second, it's bloody hell freezin' out here." Harry slid the blanket as Hagrid peered in. "Oy, 'Arry, she be a young tyke." he remarked, as Harry put the blanket back over his head.

"I'll see you Hagrid." he walked away and seen Justin, Hannah, and Susan standing by a carriage.
Eyes followed Harry where ever he went and whispers broke out as he disappeared inside a carriage.

Harry did not wait till McGonagall came in. Instead he trailed up the stone steps mutely. Diaper bag in one arm and the carseat in the other.

"Parvati, open the door." Harry told her.
Parvati complied with only a nod and opened it, as Harry disappeared leaving whispers from behind.

The cool air was in the Entrance Hall. He quickly hurried to the Great Hall when it opened and he was face to face with Professor McGonagall.
She gasped her hand going straight to her heart as her eyes locked with Harry and then looked down at the carseat.
"Its freezing." Harry said simply. McGonagall just gaped at him, all of her stern and fair composure lost.
"Potter... is that?" she looked breathless at the carseat.
"Yes, its freezing, I need to get somewhere warm."
"In here Potter." McGonagall opened the doors allowing Harry to enter the Great Hall.
Parker and Remus were up quicker than anyone else could register what was going on. Professor Dumbledore moved a bit slower and followed Parker and Remus. The other teachers were just staring startled and open mouthed.

"Can you make this place warmer?" Harry asked.

Professor Dumbledore hearing this did just that. "I am glad you came back Harry." he said, watching as Parker took the carseat, and pulled the blanket with a smile. It was obvious that Parker was the 'unannounced godfather.' it was never said or called but it was obvious.

"How she doing Harry?" he asked. "Good Parker. Fussy but good."

"Harry, could I have a word with you after the feast?"

Harry looked at Dumbledore sourly before nodding, "Fine." he murmured.

"Thank you. Go ahead and have a seat Harry. You and your daughter." he smiled warmly his eyes twinkling endlessly as he seen Eve's eyes flicker open.

McGonagall just smiled, unable to hide the warmth she felt toward the infant. "She has the eyes of you and your mother." said McGonagall quietly.

Harry just smiled at her able to appreciate and respect the Transfiguration Teacher, as she suddenly snapped out of it.
"I have students to tend to. Excuse me." with one last look she walked out, leaving two teachers, a headmaster, and a teen father.

Remus was all ready asking Harry when he decided to come back.
Sitting at Hufflepuff, Harry turned to Remus and Parker, "Vander talked me into it believe it or not."

"Wow, Vander? he was always against you coming here." said Parker.

"Yeah I know. He said, I needed it." Harry muttered.
"He's right." Remus said smiling. "You do need it. We better get back up to our seats otherwise everyone will complain of favorites." He winked at Harry and walked away with Parker. "Come see me Harry. Password, 'Know Thine Enemy'"

Harry nodded, and swiveled around facing the double doors, Eve on the seat next to him. She was visible for all the world to see.

Everyone filed in, and Harry ignored them, as Hannah, Susan, and Justin came over, and sat around.
"What the hell..." murmured Daniel. "When did you get a kid?"

"Since when was it your fuckin' business?" Harry asked smoothly.
Daniel just scowled and turned away as people eyed Harry and the baby in shock.

Zacharias was asking Justin what was going on and Ernie was staring open mouthed.

Even Malfoy and his group who passed their table had nothing to say to him, only eyeing the carseat with apparent shock. Harry was surprised that their 'daddys' didn't tell them about his daughter.

When everyone settled down, except people who were staring at Harry, which was half the group except Hermione and her friends, the twins and his friends. Even the teachers, and Geri was looking mildly stunned. She offered Harry a sweet smile which he returned but with a smirk.

Dumbledore stood and made his usual announcements. "I would also like to welcome Mr. Potter's daughter to Hogwarts, she will be staying here and I do not want to see any of you harassing either of them with your questions and curiosity. Thank you and enjoy our delightful feast."
'Well that was one thing Dumbledore did that was decent.' Harry pondered how long it would last.

Harry busied himself, with eating, when Eve started fussing slightly. Getting her out people craned their necks to catch a glimpse of the infant. The girls were giggling and making 'awing' noises, while the boys smiled at the child.

Harry was feeding her in one hand while he ate with the other hand. He had learned this very quickly.

By the end of the feast. Harry was ready to retrieve to his dormitory, but wondered how he would do this. He didn't want to risk waking the other boys up.
He then remembered he had to meet with Professor Dumbledore. Harry said his good-byes, as Hannah gave him the Hufflepuff password. "You'll have to figure out the riddle." Hannah told him.

Harry nodded, and walked out Eve in one arm and the carseat in the other, and his diaper bag over my neck and arm.

Remus and Parker met and moved into step next to him on each side.
"Let me see her." Remus smiled and took the infant who grunted and made a whimpering noise.

Remus cooed her and laid her against his right side of his chest, where she could actually look over his shoulder. He patted her pack as she grunted and nodded in and out of sleep.

"You feeling better Harry?" asked Parker.
Harry didn't need to ask what he was talking about. Harry only nodded, "Yeah. Thanks to Shari."
Parker smirked. "I wondered why Vander took off so quickly."
Remus was talking to Eve, all the while. "My merlin Harry, she looks so much like you excep the cheeks. They're chubby."
"Candy's face was chubby." he told Remus. "So was Lily's." Remus told him, as they got to the stone gargoyle.
"Chocolate Billywigs." Parker remarked. Harry rolled his eyes, as the stone gargoyle swung aside.

Giving Eve back Remus and Parker said they'd wait for Harry, as he made his way up the revolving staircase.

He would have to be changing Eve soon so he wanted to hurry up and get this interrogation over with.

Harry was to knock but Dumbledore all ready called him in his cheerful voice. Grumbling with frustration Harry enters, and stares over at the lemon drop old man.

Dumbledore stood and smiled, "Thank you for coming back Harry."
Harry just stood there daughter in arms. "What arrangements am I to make? I will not leave my daughter to anyone I do not trust..." he said, simply.

Dumbledore nodded, "That is quite understandable." he stroked his beard, "How about this, all of your subjects you may bring your daughter except for Potions and Herbology due to the dangers."
"What about spells, they could easily go a stray and I'd hate to have to kill someone because they hit my daughter." he answered simply.

Dumbledore nodded, and sat down and offered a lemon drop. Refusing quickly Harry said, "The only people I trust in this school are Parker, Remus, and Poppy." Harry said simply.

"Well then I'm sure Parker wouldn't mind helping you.. would he?" asked Dumbledore.

"No, I don't guess he would." Harry said nodding. "I can do that. But no one else is to go near my daughter."

Dumbledore nodded, "Very well Harry. I am very happy you are back, and I would like to offer you two a room of your own that way you don't have to worry about your dorm mates. Of course your friends will be allowed to visit you and Justin may stay over when he wishes but no females."
Harry rolled his eyes, and folded his arms with a simple nod. Although, he didn't mean it. He was single now. He was going to use that to his advantage.

Professor Dumbledore gave him instructions and told him that to the left of he Hufflepuff Portrait was a porrait of a bearded man with dark blue eyes.
"For now you password is "Lemon Drop.' You can change it at your will." he said, as Harry just gave him an insulted look.
"Right."
"Your stuff has all ready been brought up. Thank you for coming back."
"I didn't do it for you." Harry muttered as he stalked out shaking his head.

A.N.: OK listen up all you Ginny Weasley haters. That was not a serious thing. Harry was just being... single Harry. First girl in his sights he wants to play around a bit. He's single now... :) For how long I'm not sure but he'll get some 'fun' time in. Nothing is going to happen between them two he was just hitting on her and she was flattered. She's too immature for him anyway. :)

I got some news... I have the very last chapter all typed up and ready to go :) I think two weeks and my story should be complete depends on how much computer time I have... I'm planning a sequal... I even have the first chapter to the sequal typed up. I was bored at the moment so I just started writing it out of the blue and it all came together.
:yes I read Lady Treasons stuff 'all' the time. We're good friends. Pretty good, to the fact that on her fourth story I've helped her write the two scenes :) if you like vampires and slash its for you if you don't... then... i recommend Harry Potter and the Final Strawl if you don't like Hermione perfect story for you if you do... warning its not pleasant. Apprentice Potter would be a good one for others as well :) Thank you everyone for the reviews. I adore them. :)



A.N. Someone asked, why Vander was able to teleport Harry to his living room. It was because he never turned off the clicker. Hope that answers your questions.