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"Severus." Was all that I uttered as Harry asked my suggestion on a middle name. His eyes widened and he looked at me with utter confusion.

"Why Severus?" He muttered lowly, his eyes returning to his work that he needed to finish. He was always working, he only took a break when he wanted to drink or wanted sex. I took James out of the house on both occasions.

"If you get to pick his first name and it's going to be Albus, I get to pick his middle name, which is Severus." I said sharply, I was a fuse on fire and Harry looked up hearing my tone. Hardly did I speak to him in such a way, I usually didn't mind most things that he did.

"Ginny...did something happen to make decide so strongly on his name?" Harry was trying to pick me apart. The way he treated all his cases. That drove me insane, and I wasn't in the mood to be analyzed.

"He died being a double agent to save you, simply because he loved your mother, even though she picked James. Isn't that enough reason?" I asked haughtily.

He evaluated my reaction to his question and he ran a hand through his hair, he stood up and took my hands that were shaking. He wasn't the best of spouses, but he understood when she simply had enough.

"I didn't mean to press into something Ginny...I just want to understand you." He murmured and wrapped his arm around me, pressing me to his chest. I allowed this small comfort but I shook my head.

"Harry...I lost my best friend to the war," I choked out, my face contorting into pain and I buried my face into his shoulder, "And he understood because he lost his best friend to the war too."

Harry immediately pulled away from me, his expression I could not read. His face turned pale and then his eyes widened with recognition.

"When you say he.. you mean Severus don't you?" He muttered, his eyes dark.

"You left me Harry.. not the other way around. Now I want you to sit down and listen to what I have to say all right? If you want to know the story, you have to listen without saying a word." I pulled away and sat on the bed, I gently patted the seat next to me. Harry sat down without an argument, I wondered what was going through his head that I had silenced the great Harry Potter.

"Tell me." Was all he uttered as he sat down. His eyes were vacant, ready to absorb whatever story I had to tell him.