Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters you may recognize, well except Ryanne, she's all mine.

Author's Note: This is my story. some things you should know before you read it. In this story Hogwarts is an University not a school. Harry is not as wealthy as he is in the books and he has yet to meet Hermione. Voldemort has not come back. Harry is the worshiped hero but he has not be seen in a while by the majority of the wizarding world. Harry's 18. If you have any questions feel free to ask.

Summary: Harry is 18 and about to begin Hogwarts University while at the same time raising his two year old daughter. What he hopes will be a year of peaceful learning soon turns into unimaginable adventures against dark forces while at the same time trying to make sense of his feelings for a bushy haired know-it-all and making sure his daughter is safe.

Please excuse my poor English, I'm not a native speaker of the language but I do try. Please tell me what you think. I'll have the next chapter up as soon as I can.

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Harry slowly walked through Diagon Alley happy for the small alone time he had. Looking down at the list in his hands he made sure he had everything he needed. Yes, he had everything he needed for Hogwarts University of Witchcraft and Wizardry, everything except his robes that was. Harry had been surprised when he received the letter of acceptance to the University. The University was the best place to study magic. Every magical child was sent to Durmstrang, Bulbouton or Blueskies at the age of eleven but only a selective few were accepted into Hogwarts.

Harry had gone to Blueskies until he was 15 from where he had continued his education at home. Ha, anyone who heard Harry think that would believe that he would have had private tutors teach him whatever he wanted whenever he wanted. As if! At the age of fifteen Harry had made the worst but at the same time best mistake of his life. Harry had been invited to a party by his friend Ron. During the party people started drinking. At first Harry didn't drink anything just water, he didn't plan on drinking anything to be truthful but at some point during the party someone had slipped something in his drink. The next thing Harry knew he was naked on a bed with some girl he had never seen before in his life. He had no idea how he had gotten there.

The next time he saw the girl, Natalie, had been when she had shown up at his Uncle's house claiming she was pregnant. Natalie had wanted to abort the baby but Harry didn't have the heart to kill the innocent babe. He convinced Natalie to carry the baby full term promising her that he would take full responsibility for the babe and that she wouldn't have to take any responsibility in raising 'it', as she had called the baby.

When Harry heard that Natalie was pregnant he quit school and started working. He had some money which his parents had left him after they died but not enough to support him and the baby for long. Harry started working small jobs, any job he got. He worked as a delivery boy in the muggle world; he worked as an assistant to Madam Malkin in the wizard's world. He worked on anything that would get him some extra cash for while he was busy taking care of a new born baby he also had to study in order to achieve anything in his life. And if that wasn't enough stress his Uncle had kicked him out of the house once he heard Harry had gotten someone pregnant, not that his Uncle had much love for him anyway. His Uncle had always been afraid of Harry because of his magic, and had dealt with it by neglecting and abusing Harry as a small child. Harry had used a large portion of his money in order to buy a house.

But even though Harry had passed through Hell for the past three years he would not change the decisions he made for anything. Everyday when he got home and saw his beautiful daughter smile up at him it reminded him why he worked so hard. He would show his daughter a better life than the one he had lived so far.

"Harry dear, how are you?" Madam Malkin said as soon as he entered the shop coming over to him from behind the counter.

"I am well, and you Madam?" Harry said hugging the short woman. It wasn't to say he was tall. He wasn't by any stretch of the imagination, he measured only 5'4'' after all and being as skinny as he was did not help either, but the witch who was currently hugging the life out of him was a petite 4'9''.

"I am fine Harry." She said releasing him. "How is Ryanne?"

Harry smiled thinking of his daughter at home being watched by Ron. "She's great, wanted to come with me today but I need my alone time."

Madam Malkin laughed. "You very well do, you work too hard young man. Now what may I do for you?"

"I actually need robes for Hogwarts." Harry answered with a grin.

Madam Malkin grinned from ear to ear and hugged him once more. "You got in! I'll get your robes at once. Oh, I'm so proud of you my dear boy!"

Harry was blushing by the time Madam Malkin pulled him in front of the mirror and started measuring him. In half-an-hour they were done.

"How much for the robes Madam?" Harry asked taking out his money pouch. He still had enough for the robes and a small candy treat for Ryanne.

"Oh no, they're on me today. Take it as my early birthday wish." Madam Malkin said refusing to accept the money Harry was trying to give her.

"Are you sure Madam? These are a lot of robes. At least let me pay for half of them." Harry insisted.

"No, no, no. now I don't want to hear another word on the matter. Use your money to buy something for Ryanne. Tell her it's a gift from Aunt Malkin." Madam Malkin said starting to shoo Harry out of her shop.

Harry could help but smile at the little old wish. "Thank you, Madam, you have no idea how much you've helped me these couple of years."

Madam Malkin smiled a sad smile, "You deserved it Harry, never doubt that."

Before heading home Harry Apparated to Hogsmeade where he went into Honeydukes and bought Ryanne a small box of chocolate frogs and some sugar quills for himself.

HPHPHPHHP

As he entered his small house Harry heard giggling from the living room. Smiling to himself he made his way directly there to be greeted with the scene of his two and a half years old daughter being tickled by Ron.

"Pwease, pwease Uncle 'on, stop." Ryanne shouted while giggling.

"Not until you say sorry." Ron answered.

"Sowwy." Ryanne said. Ron tickled her for a few more seconds before releasing her. "Old!" Ryanne shouted before running toward her father with Ron right behind her.

"Daddy 'on mean." She said as Harry picked her up and balanced her on his shoulder while at the same time making sure none of his shopping bags fell to the floor.

"He is, is he?" Harry asked while giving his black-haired, blue eyed daughter a kiss on the cheek.

"Yes!" Ryanne screamed in his ear just as Ron also shouted "No!" into his other ear. Wincing at the loud noise Harry smiled at Ron's antics.

"Well I guess then we won't give him no chocolate frogs, will we?" Harry asked in a stage whisper as he lowered his daughter before putting the bags down and looking for the box of chocolate frogs.

"No, he mean." Ryanne said, Ron looked hurt for a second until he saw the grin on Harry's face. Catching on he put on a sad face and turned his back to Ryanne.

Harry handed Ryanne a chocolate frog and she smiled, but then she saw Ron who appeared to be crying in a corner. Harry also saw Ron and had to keep a smile from appearing in his face. Ryanne hesitated for a second before slowly walking over to Ron and crawling into his lap. She slowly raised herself until she gave him a sloppy kiss on the cheek and said softly "I'm sowwy Uncle 'on, you is not mean," before offering him her chocolate frog.

Harry smiled when he saw both his best friend and daughter getting along. He really loved his daughter, she was everything to him.

HPHPHPH

"Hurry up mate; we're going to be late. Don't want the wizardry world to have wait for her savior now would we? " Ron said while Harry raced around his room trying to convince Ryanne to put on her shoes.

"Shut up Ron!" Harry growled as he finally managed to catch his daughter. Ryanne started making a fuss and trying to escape Harry's grip. Meanwhile Harry was fuming, if there was anything he hated it was when anybody called him a savior or the 'boy-who-lived'. It wasn't as if he could remembered what happened when he was little over one year old.

Half-an-hour later Harry and Ryanne were both ready to Apparate to Platform nine and three quarters.

"Wow" Harry said as he looked around spotting many people including a handful he knew from the years he had spent at Blueskies. in the corner was a gigantic scarlet train that looked absolutely majestic.

"Blimey." Ron, who was carrying Ryanne, said. "Ready to start a new era in our lives?"

Harry took one look at the train and smiled. "You bet!"