As I lay there on the center of the stage, the sound of my dad's voice surrounds me; I couldn't help but think of what life had dealt me. I had lost my sight was when I was only four years old from a sever illness that I suffered when I was little. I never really had a true childhood to begin with, I never met my father before, nor have I lived in one place long enough to call home. You could say home would be London with my godfather and his husband where they live in this huge manor on the edge of the city. Dad, Sirius, and Remus had formed the band they where in now, back in high school. They did have another member but he had left it while I was still a baby.

On the side of the stage I could hear Severus talking in low tones to Remy's wife Lily, she was my favorite she reminded me more of my favorite aunt. I could also hear Tom…Tom was dad's boyfriend, I hated the man. He's always been there for as long as I remember, his eyes where the last thing I remember seeing when I was little. I could feel his stare from where I lay; it unnerved me to feel those cold pale green eyes on me, to even feel him anywhere near me. He tried countless times on making my life miserable yet there is always someone there to look out for me. Sometimes I wish I could go live with my other dad. Maybe things would be better for everyone if I just left, so they wouldn't have to constantly look out for me; I hate how dad babies me sometimes. I may be only ten but I can handle myself if the occasion arises for it.

"Harry"

The sound of dad's voice cuts through my ever current thoughts, rehearsal is over and now its time for lunch and everyone to get ready before the big show tonight.

"Coming dad…and no I don't need help I go up here and I can get off with out tripping over any of your wires"

"I know you can love" I can hear the slight undertone of worry that he feels.

The glare that I feel like someone is throwing daggers into my back has me shuddering. I'm not sure how much more I can take with Tom, when I was little he didn't do much but lately he's been giving me the creeps. I can feel his stares grow more intense.

"Ready buddy?"

"Yeah dad…so where are we eating?"

"We're eating at la Madeleine" Severus answered, "it's a small bakery on the corner…'

"Why does this place sound familiar?" James asked as he put away his guitar and greeting Tom with a kiss.

"It's where you met him…" Lily left off greeting her husband as well.

The room went silent and could feel dad staring at me, creeping me out slightly yet it had me intrigued. "Met who daddy?" I restored to the name I called him when I was little.

"No one sweetheart, no why don't you go to your godfathers while we finish packing up okie baby?"

I nodded and felt around the area with the walking stick, my puppy was in the bus, he helped guide me when I would wonder by myself.

"James, you have to tell him at some point in his life" Remus whispered as to not alert his nephew, someone who was sharp and intelligent for a small boy of ten.

"I know Remy but what do I say to him, that I was the other man, that his father doesn't know a thing about him." James pulled away from the strong arms of his lover and proceeds to pick up his guitar and mike.

"Siri…what do you think they're trying to hide from me?"

I did not need to see that my godfather was fidgeting under my unseeing gaze. My deep emerald eyes still froze people in their place even if I could not see them.

"It does not concern you right now little one, your father will tell you when the time is right, for now you just be the sneaky Slytharin I know" I could hear the soft smile grace the normally quiet man.

"Oy babe, my godson will not be a Slytharin, they'll eat him alive if he were ever to go into that house."

"Oh but dear husband of mine I do seem to remember that you married a Slytharin and yet you have not been eaten you foolish Gryffindor. "

"Ahh but husband of mine it was just yesterday that you told me you wanted to mmnfgh"

I laughed as I heard Sev cut off Siri with his hand, I loved them both but I did not want to hear what they do in their own private time. I let out a tiny squeal I as I felt myself being picked up, the familiar smells of vanilla and the other scent all his own, told me it was my dad.

"Dad put me down, "I shrieked with laughter as I felt the fingers ghost over my sides tickling me until I thought I would pee myself.

"I love you baby"

"Love you too Daddy"

Soon I found myself guided out of the stage area and back towards the tour bus that housed us for the next few months.