Author's Note: I do not own any of the characters in this story that J.K Rowling created herself. I only own the ones I create which I haven't so far. So I hope you like it and enjoy. Please do review, I'd love to read your input!
In the years after the battle between Voldemort and Harry Potter, people felt more at ease with the wizarding world now. Hermione and Ron got married and had two children Rose and Hugo Weasley. Ginny and Harry had three children James, Albus, and Lily Potter. But even with his three children Harry didn't fully feel at ease.
He felt like something was tugging at the inside of his stomach. Because of the battle he had lost so much and so many who he cared for. Every night he would lay in bed his heart feeling heavy and the memories of his parents risking their lives for him. For Fred, Tonks, Lupin and so many more dying for him just made him hurt inside. But when he hurt inside he didn't let Ginny see it, he didn't want her to know he still hurt from what happened a couple years ago.
After the battle Harry had to put his hurt and feelings aside when he and Ginny got married. When Ginny got pregnant he put off his feelings for as long as he could. And now that his three children are alive and well the thoughts and feelings have come rushing forward taunting him.
Harry rolled over in bed facing away from Ginny as she slept. He didn't want to wake her up and have her worry if she saw tears run down his face. He thought of the moment when he walked into the great hall and saw Fred laying on the ground dead. Not only him but Tonks and Lupin lying next to each other hand in hand. He saw red eyes and a green light and he jumped at the sound of James tapping on his arm.
Harry looked at his son "James what's wrong?" He sat up in bed.
His son looked up into his father's eyes "I had a bad dream about you and it felt so real." Tears streamed down James's face.
Harry picked up his son walking to his room setting him back into bed and sitting on the edge. "I'm sure it was just a nightmare, but if you want to talk about it I'm here to listen."
"It was about this guy with red eyes that wanted to hurt you, daddy. He kept saying you were bad and he was good. That he needs my help." His son said tiringly.
Harry looked at his son in disbelief and emotionally exhausted. "Did anything else happen in this dream son? Did he use a spell?"
"No, just that he wanted me to help him come back. What's that mean dad?"
"Nothing son, it was just a nightmare go back to sleep. Everything will be fine in the morning." Harry kissed his son's forehead and tucked him back into bed. He looked back at his son as he closed the bedroom door and leaned against it.
Not only did the hurt and painful thoughts and memories come rushing back not long ago, his son was now having dreams about Voldemort. Who he supposedly killed a couple years ago. How could Voldemort be alive again? He disappeared into pieces in front of Harry's eyes. It's impossible for him to come back. Is it?
He shook his head 'it's impossible, it can't be. I just won't worry about it'. He shook it from his mind and went to go lie back in bed and try to fall asleep for the second time.
Ginny rolled over waking up to Harry's movement. Yawning she raised an eyebrow "You okay?" Harry nodded adding "Yes I'm fine; James just had a bad dream is all." He moved closer to her wrapping his arms around her. Harry didn't feel the hurt he felt not long ago when he was holding his wife. He felt comforted and at ease. He just hoped he didn't have to worry about James' dream the next morning. He also hoped he wouldn't have it again.